"Alas, what is good for you if you let me tell me, in the future, I am afraid that I will never be able to repay the kindness of your master and apprentice."

Qiu Chiyu was a little overwhelmed and kneading the hem of her skirt with her fingers, and now she was a bit like Hua Qing'er in front of her.

"Senior Qiu, the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, you and I don't have to divide everything so clearly, but it seems rusty."

Taking advantage of the fact that Qiu Chiyu was talking to Qingya, Hua Qing'er also hugged Qiu Chiyu's arm at this time, rubbed her body like a kitten, and whispered something in her ear with a slightly coquettish tone,

"Sister Qiu, if you really think about kindness, it's better to ......"

The latter words, not only did they lower their voices or deliberately shield themselves, Qingya didn't hear clearly, only to see Qiu Chiyu's slightly heroic eyebrows suddenly softened, and then sneered and pinched Hua Qing'er's waist a few times.

"Ahem,"

After a while, Qiu Chiyu readjusted his mood and continued to say to Qingya:

"Then don't always call me senior in the future, okay, I always feel like you're alienating me."

"This is my negligence, so from now on, I will be the same as Qing'er, call you Sister Qiu, how about it?

Qingya didn't know what to call her, so she could only answer tentatively.

"No, no, no, you call me sister, you call her master, then I'm a generation younger in front of her, is it possible, I also have to call her uncle?"

Qiu Chiyu rejected Qingya's proposal.

Of course, Qingya knew that Qiu Chi Yu was referring to her master, but she forgot that Qiu Chi Yu was secretly competing with her master, and she remembered that when she first saw Qiu Chi Yu on the night of Qixi Festival, she also wanted to let herself tell her about her master.

Thinking of this stubble, Qingya couldn't help but smile, the friendship between them was really a little unpredictable.

"And what am I supposed to call you?"

Simply, Qingya threw the question back up.

"This ......"

For a while, Akichi Rain didn't know what the young man in front of him should call himself.

"It's better for you to call me by my name, Chi Yu, Chi Yu, well, just call me that."

"Okay, in the future, I'll call you Chi Yu."

Although Qingya still feels a little strange, Chi Yu is easy to remind himself of the story of the fire at the city gate and the pond fish, but when he is familiar with it, he will get used to it.

"Let's go, let's go home, I slept at Yan Jun's today, go back and cook something delicious, and celebrate that we have survived again."

The medicinal effect of the Pill of Life and Death restored her torn sleeves to its original state, Qiu Chiyu simply patted the snow stuck to her body, and after seeing that there was nothing inappropriate about her outfit, she walked briskly towards Dongshi.

Qingya and the two also patted the snow on their bodies, and followed Qiu Chiyu together in a leisurely manner.

"Qingya, you call Sister Qiu by name directly, but you still call me sister, in this way, doesn't I sound a lot older?"

"Ah......h

It turned out that this girl had just kept her head down, and she was actually thinking about such a thought, but this time she just said everything in Qingya's heart.

In fact, Qingya has called her Qing'er directly many times, because he feels that when he grows up, he should no longer hide behind Hua Qing'er, but should stand in front of her to protect her.

In other words, Qingya is no longer satisfied with the two sisters and brothers, he hopes that the relationship with Hua Qing'er can be closer.

"What you said also makes sense, why don't you call you Qing'er directly in the future?"

For some reason, when Qingya called herself Qing'er, it was obviously just one word missing, but Hua Qing'er suddenly felt her heartbeat accelerate, and her face unconsciously felt a little hot, which was a feeling she had never seen when she called her sister before.

"Hmm...... Good...... Okay, in the future, you can call me Qing'er. ”

Hua Qing'er blushed, about to bury her face in her chest, and agreed hesitantly.

"Qing'er?"

"What...... What? ”

Qingya, who was walking in front of her, suddenly remembered something, turned around and walked to her right hand.

"When you were standing behind me just now, I seemed to hear you say a lot of things that wanted to tell me, what were you talking about?"

Hearing this, Qing'er shrugged her shoulders like a little rabbit, and the flush on her face seemed to be deeper.

"Talent...... I don't have anything to say to you, you went crazy at the time, your brain burned out, you must have heard it wrong, yes, you must have heard it wrong. ”

The appearance she tried her best to deny was too cute, Qingya didn't demolish her, watching her walk forward with her head down and blushing and dotting a small rag, Qingya's mood brightened up all of a sudden.

"I won't tell you, I'm going to find Sister Qiu, you can follow up yourself."

couldn't pretend anymore, Hua Qing'er ran away.

Looking at her running in front of her, the corners of Qingya's mouth also flashed a little smile.

Of course I know that you have a lot to say to me, and likewise, I have a lot to tell you, and I will tell you little by little in the days to come.

Qingya turned around and looked in the direction of the collapse of the city wall, the monks of the Great Mercy and Grace Temple were rescuing the affected people, but fortunately, most of these people had been evacuated in advance, so no one was crushed under the rubble by the collapsed houses.

When the black arrow struck before, the Zen Master of Kongsha also extended a helping hand to him regardless of the danger, although the effect was very small, but this kindness was still thick for Qingya.

As if noticing that someone was looking at him, the Zen Master turned around and bowed his head to Qingya and clasped his palms together to say hello. Just now, he also saw a beam of light descending from the sky, and although he didn't know who made the shot, he also congratulated Qingya for being spared.

Qingya also clasped his palms and saluted, and waved his hand to him again, signaling goodbye.

Previously, in the poisonous water spit out by Xiangliu, many people have been poisoned by those catfish monsters, why, they obviously want to assassinate themselves, but they want to affect those innocent people.

Qingya lowered his head, he was not an indecisive person, but the casualties of those people were more or less related to himself, which made Qingya feel a little guilty.

If they were so strong that no one would dare to provoke them, they wouldn't be implicated.

Unconsciously, Qingya deviated from the direction, and instead of going to the East Market, he walked into the West Market again.

And just when Qingya lowered his head and aimlessly scanned both sides of the long street, he saw that at the collapse of the building farthest from the city wall, it seemed that a person was crushed underneath.

Although the arrows were shot from the palace, the archer deliberately restrained the power of destruction within the city and did not release it until it was close to the walls.

So, there are only a few houses here that have collapsed a few corners, and it just so happens that under a collapsed beam and column, it seems that a figure has been crushed.

Qingya walked over quickly and saw the situation clearly, yes, it was a young girl who was crushed under the fallen pillar because she didn't escape in time.

At this time, her face was bloodless, even her breathing had stopped, and the blood flowing from the corners of her mouth had dried up, accumulating a large patch around her. There was an obvious depression in her chest, it was the beam pillar that smashed her sternum and stabbed her internal organs.

Qingya walked quickly to her side and squatted down, a little blood on the ground, the viscous blood wrapped around her fingers, it was the last cry of a young life.

Did she die because of herself, too?

When the fresh life withered in front of his eyes, the ups and downs in Qingya's heart became more intense.

"Hey, that little brother, stay away, she's dead, you stand there, be careful when people think you're a murderer."

The man hanging high is persuading Qingya to leave.

"Yes, this little brother, you better leave quickly, we have already reported to the official, let the government take care of the aftermath."

The law-abiding people have been reported to the government.

"It's just a pity that such a little beauty is here, there is a way to be a ...... of life since ancient times."

Those who show elegance are untimely and elegant.

The woman in front of her is indeed very moving, she seems to have blood outside the Central Plains, seeing her appearance, Qingya seems to be able to see the Lan Qi in the heavy mountain stream in the Shushui area of Bashan, which blinds the eyes of tourists.

She wore a group of dresses without bright colors, nor did she carry colorful jewelry, she seemed to be a girl who came to Chang'an from a distant place to work, but she had not made any money, she had not realized her ideals, so she lost her life.

Qingya knew how the government would deal with her funeral, and for a victim like this, who had no money, no power, and no relatives, they would just hastily put her into Yizhuang, and there would be no more measures.

In that case, she will become a lonely ghost, forgetting her name, unable to find her relatives, and wandering in the wilderness all day long until her soul is gone.

That would be too cruel for her.

She died because of herself, and I must not let her be forgotten like this, at least, I will send her to the earth in peace.

Qingya single-handedly overturned the beams and pillars that pressed on her, causing the crowd of onlookers to exclaim, it turned out that this little brother was actually a cultivator.

Gently picking her up sideways, Qingya suddenly paused, and then was about to walk out.

At this time, a man put his shoulder on his shoulder.

"Stop, who are you, who dare to move the corpse without permission, don't you want to steal the corpse and do something illegal?"

Qingya turned his head and saw a group of officers and soldiers standing together, led by a nine-rank petty officer wearing a flower feather on his head, each of them wearing a face scarf, and seemed to be professional in this errand.

Qingya didn't answer him, but just measured his body and showed them a gold medal hanging on his waist, which was an engraved seal of a golden phoenix spreading its wings and soaring, red and blue gems embellished with the feathers and eyes of the golden phoenix, and under the gold medal, the word "Changle" was engraved.

At the feet of the Son of Heaven as an official, even if the official position is small, their eyesight is very tricky, the leader recognized the identity of Jin Zhang at a glance, frightened him back again and again, skillfully kneeling on the ground, the rest of the officers and soldiers saw the leader kneeling and how could they not kneel, and they also knelt down in front of Qingya.

"The lower officials don't know what the superior envoy is doing and offends, and he hopes that the superior envoy will atone for his sins."

He fell to the ground on all fours, trembling all over.

Qingya ignored him, walked straight past him and flew away, and the kneeling officers and soldiers dared to stand up and return home until Qingya was far away.

Qingya wanted to find a secluded place, but there was nowhere to go for a while, so Qingya flew back to his small courtyard.

With two assassinations, one with serious injuries and one annihilation, Qingya believed that these assassins would not come back for a while.

Qingya put the woman in her arms on her bed, and when she was picked up just now, Qingya heard a faint heartbeat in her chest.

Ordinary people can't perceive this almost disappearing life feature, but Qingya's keen perception still captures this trace of life's struggle.

As long as there is a 1 in 10,000 chance, I will definitely bring you back, and no good life should stay in such a young age.

And for her current situation, Qingya just knows how to rescue.

On the night she met Qiu Chiyu for the first time, she gave herself a piece of dragon scales, which were a piece of scale armor that had fallen off from the remnants of the ancestral dragon in Wanlong Ridge, and it had been kept warm in Qingya's palm these days.

Qingya spread out his palm, and with a single thought, a golden light shield appeared on the palm of his hand, compared to the first time he summoned it, the golden dragon lines on the light shield were much more obvious, and there were also a few more clear red lines flowing in the light shield.

Qing Ya pinched the tip of Qing Ming's sword, and was about to cut his palm, but found that the tip of the sword in his hand had shrunk back a few inches.

Qing Ming escaped from his palm and lay quietly on the table, and when Qing Ya held the hilt of Qing Ming's sword again, he also understood the thoughts conveyed by Qing Ming.

It seemed to really blame itself for why it didn't care about its body so much, and only cut itself to bleed in order to make it rain, it could understand. But now for the sake of a stranger, he has to hurt his body, which makes Qing Ming a little resistant.

"Thank you for your concern, but saving people doesn't depend on the identity of that person, as long as I can save him, no matter who it is, I won't sit idly by, except for those bad guys, of course. What's more, she was implicated because of me, and I wanted to save her. “

So, Qingming, please help me again, I won't bleed this time, trust me. ”

Qing Ming's mood softened, Qing Ya pinched the tip of the sword again, cut the skin of his palm, and the dragon scales hidden in the flesh and blood also appeared, and now he looked even more golden.

Continuing to pick the corner of the dragon scales with the tip of the sword, Qingya gritted his teeth and was ruthless, and picked out the dragon scales at once, but to his surprise, Qingya did not feel the sharp pain he imagined, but just a little itchy.

It seems that it has not been bound to its own flesh and blood all these days.

The skin wound on the palm of his hand soon began to scab over, and Qingya carefully sat down in front of the bed with the scales. Now, he's going to transplant the scale into her body.

"Girl, there will be a lot of offense in the future, but now the matter is urgent, and I hope the girl will not blame me."

Qingya didn't care if she could hear herself, and after giving herself a comfort, Qingya carefully untied her belt and opened her clothes.

Qingya visually found the position about a finger long under the center point of her collarbone, and pinched the tip of Qing Ming's sword again, cutting the skin under her neck.

At this point, Qingya was able to fully believe that she was still alive, because now her skin was still soft, and blood was still flowing out of her body normally, all of which meant that the girl in front of her was still alive.

Qingya cut a slightly larger piece of skin from her along the edge of the dragon scales, then pressed the scales tightly against her flesh, peeled off her scabbed wound, dripped some blood from her wounds, and finally used myogenic water to help her heal the wound after covering the skin back over the incision.

The scales quickly melted into her body, and her own blood was able to help her contain the scales without any repulsion.

In her body, dragon scales seeped into her veins, like a shield unfolding, reconnecting and stretching her broken sternum, and her sunken chest gradually returned to its normal appearance.

Under the infiltration of dragon scales, the internal organs that had been punctured by the sternum healed, and the heart that had almost stopped beating again, pumping healthy blood throughout her body, and her face gradually regained its blood color.

succeeded, and the woman who was about to set foot on the Nai He Bridge was pulled back to the world by herself. Hearing the sound of her regular breathing, Qingya's tightly knit brow finally relaxed.

This is the first time I have been a doctor, and it is a major matter of human life, so I can't help but be nervous. Fortunately, this girl has a big life, and she is also lucky to open the way of life left to her by God.

"Girl, then you can rest, I will stay outside the door, if you wake up, you can call me directly."

Qingya rearranged her clothes, walked out of the room, and closed the door.

Qingya is sitting on the stone table in the small courtyard, where there is still the address left by the autumn pond rain that day, today he has lost a little too much blood, and he has undergone a highly concentrated rescue operation, at this time Qingya began to be sleepy and drowsy.

"Blue Cliff,"

A quick call woke him up, and it was Hua Qing'er who pushed open the wooden door in a hurry, and saw Qingya sitting at the stone table, and she quickly sat down beside him.

"Qingya, I heard that you took a female corpse on the street, what do you want to do, it can't be that you have picked up some demonic foreign path exercises."

Hua Qing'er looked at Qingya a little nervously, she was a little scared, afraid that Qingya would really fall into the devil's path, she was afraid that she would see that the young man beside her who was as gentle as jade would become a bloodthirsty demon.

"You're thinking about something weird in your little brain again, huh, be quiet, she's in need of a break right now, let's not disturb her."

Qingya tapped Hua Qing'er's forehead a few times, Hua Qing'er was relieved, and gently pushed the door open. When she saw the woman lying on the bed of the green cliff with a ruddy face and steady breathing, Hua Qing'er opened her surprised little mouth, closed the door and retreated.

"You, when did you learn the medical skills, and the Lord of Yuheng Peak opened a small stove for you?

Hua Qing'er was a little confused, why in the same three years, others who tried their best to concentrate on cultivation may not be able to make significant progress, but the person in front of her can learn so many other things while winning the top spot.

Could it be that this person's time passes slower than others?