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Seeing Hong Lingbo's appearance as if he was seriously injured and his life was hanging by a thread, Xiao Yao couldn't help but be shocked. He didn't care about the sharp pain in the palm of his chest, gritted his teeth, and after taking a sharp breath, he sat up, threw himself to Hong Lingbo's side, held her pretty face with trembling hands, and said in a panic: "Lingbo, Lingbo, what's wrong with ......you?" Wake up, I'm Xiao Yao, I'm ...... Senior sister, wake up. Xiao Yao saw that Hong Lingbo's life and death were uncertain at this time, and his heart was already confused, and when he spoke, he was even more upside down, without any rules, obviously at a loss, and he had no idea in his heart.

Seeing that Hong Lingbo's originally smooth and smooth forehead had become blurred with flesh and blood at this moment, Xiao Yao's heart was like a knife. Suddenly, he slapped himself twice and said in tears: "It's me who is bad, it's all my fault." If it weren't for the fact that I had to be a hero, insisted on fighting with Master, and didn't ask her for an antidote to death, then you wouldn't have suffered these sins for trying to save me, let alone become what you are now. It's me who is too naïve, it's me who hurt you. Lingbo, get up and scold me, wake up and scold me. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. ”

Xiao Yao's cry was really affectionate, and he screamed in grief. At this time, he didn't care about Li Mochou hearing or seeing it, he just hugged Hong Lingbo tightly and cried. He thought of the pain he was in when he was dying just now, and he also thought of Hong Lingbo must be experiencing such great pain at this time, and his heart suddenly stabbed like ten thousand arrows, like bitter gall. Thinking that he had just begged for death, but in the blink of an eye, he wanted to see his beloved die in front of him, it was really a matter of the world, and a burst of extreme sadness surged in his heart. But his mind was already in turmoil at this time, the six gods had no master, and he only knew that he was holding Hong Lingbo in his mind, and he wanted to wake her up, but he didn't think of how to wake her up.

Li Mochou was originally meditating with his eyes closed, regulating his breath and breathing, his mind was already empty in his ears, and there was no realm for anything. But Xiao Yao's heartbreak and grief-stricken crying contained endless sadness and misery, and this sad meaning entered the heart from the ear, and immediately resonated with the thousands of emotions such as sorrow and joy, anger, resentment, and hatred in the bottom of people's hearts, and the past events he had experienced involuntarily came to his heart one by one. Li Mochou's martial arts are profound, but when he heard the sound of extreme resentment in this world, his heart involuntarily stirred, sometimes sad, sometimes painful, sometimes bitter, sometimes resentful, but slowly changed with Xiao Yao's mind.

After a while, Xiao Yao seemed to be tired of crying, and then he gradually regained his senses, and the voice of bitter wailing slowly became low. It was only at this time that Li Mochou finally realized that her mind was lost, and she hurriedly lifted her internal breath, sank her dantian, and concentrated on keeping one, and finally controlled her mind. After secretly investigating and seeing that he had not suffered any internal injuries, Li Mochou just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but he felt that his cheeks were warm and moist, as if they were stained with water. When I touched it with my hand, it turned out that I had burst into tears at some point.

Li Mochou was frightened in his heart, hurriedly got up and looked around, waved the dust with his left hand, and secretly clasped the palm of his hand with the ice spirit silver needle in his right hand, and was ready to meet the enemy in an instant. After looking around, except for Xiao Yao and Hong Lingbo, there was no one else. Li Mochou didn't believe that Xiao Yao's ability could affect her mind, but she was puzzled in her heart after all, so she slowly walked over to the two.

When he walked in front of him, Li Mochou saw that Hong Lingbo's face was pale, his clothes were stained with blood, and the ground in front of him and Xiao Yao's back were covered with red blood. She saw that although Xiao Yao's expression was miserable and his face was full of black gas, he was full of qi in his wailing voice, and he was not weak and tired, and she thought to herself that although she gave him an antidote, the effect of healing and detoxification was by no means so fast and miraculous. Thinking of the blood on Xiao Yao's vest again, his heart was shocked, and he secretly scolded "stupid child", and with a wave of his left hand, he pushed Xiao Yuanyuan aside, put Hong Lingbo on the ground, sat cross-legged behind her, pushed out his palms, and pressed on her vest again.

When Xiao Yaochu was pushed away by Li Mochou, a wave of anger in his heart suddenly rose in his chest, and he just wanted to get up and went to Li Mochou to fight hard, but after seeing her help Hong Lingbo, he sat down behind her, and his palms were connected to her vest, with a posture of luck and healing. Xiao Yao had been deeply poisoned before, and the palm injuries he suffered were even more painful, and the whole person was dying and unconscious after a short time, so he didn't know anything about Li Mochou's healing, Hong Lingbo's search for an antidote, and even her doing her own internal strength to heal her own injuries. At this time, he saw that Li Mochou was willing to help, and his heart was a little calmer, and he no longer cared about whether Li Mochou still wanted to take his life, but walked to Hong Lingbo's side, and after sitting down, he gently held her right hand.

Li Mochou even used Zhenyuan to help Hong Lingbo heal his injuries within three moments, if this matter had been put in the past, then the master and apprentice would have been able to recover as long as they rested more, cultivated their internal strength diligently, and took some pills that replenished qi and nourished their yuan. But right now, both the master and apprentice have suffered internal injuries, which is already damaged to their own foundation, and now they have damaged the true yuan in their own bodies to help others heal in a short period of time, this situation has become quite tricky. Before Li Mochou treated Hong Lingbo's injuries for the second time, he did not think carefully about the twists and turns of the current situation. After seeing Xiao Yao sitting down next to Hong Lingbo with a concerned and loving face, he suddenly realized that his master and apprentice were so desperate to lose their skills and fall into such a dangerous situation, it was all because of this kid, and he was annoyed in his heart at the moment, and he only hated that he was still soft-hearted. If the Red Cultivation Divine Palm that just hit him on the chest, he used all his strength, and did not take a little bit of strength without thinking that he was his new disciple, then just relying on Xiao Yao's internal strength cultivation and physical essence at the moment, he would definitely not be able to bear this moment and a half, and in the end, he would inevitably end up dead on the spot, and his life would be lost, where would there be so many things that followed?

Thinking of this, although Li Mochou felt remorse in her heart, she couldn't wait to kill Xiao Yao with one palm, but she was now at a critical juncture for Hong Lingbo's luck to heal her injuries, if she suddenly withdrew her skills at this moment, not only Hong Lingbo would die on the spot, but even she might be burdened by the internal breath and invasion of the body; But she thought about it again, Xiao Yao's martial arts are far inferior to herself, even if it is inconvenient to kill him for a while, but as long as he follows his side and does not hide, then his little life will always be in his hands, and he can take whatever he wants, is it just that with his inferior qualifications, he still has to worry that he will be able to defeat himself one day? Thinking about it this way, Li Mochou was relieved, and suddenly felt that it was important to save the life of his beloved disciple first. Don't think about it at the moment, unite your mind and spirit, and go all out to make up for the lack of internal breath in Hong Lingbo's body, and continue to protect the true element of life.

Xiao Yao held Hong Lingbo's hand and sat beside her in a daze, except for secretly praying in his heart, he couldn't do anything. Before, he saw Hong Lingbo suddenly faint inexplicably in front of his feet, although his face was bleak, and his whole face was pale, as if he was seriously ill, but at that time, Xiao Yao still knew that Hong Lingbo was still alive and had no worries about his life. But after fainting for the second time, Hong Lingbo vomited blood in his mouth, his face was like gold paper, and his whole popularity was like a gossamer, and he was tragically injured, just like the flowers falling, and a goose flying alone. And when Xiao Yao always thought of Hong Lingbo's love for him, and the two of them were happy and secretly together, he felt that this was really a red dew incense, ** Wushan broke his intestines in vain, and his heart was even more indescribably sad and sad.

Li Mochou had already tried his best to heal Hong Lingbo's injury once, and there was already not much internal force left in his body at that time. When it came to this second healing, although her internal strength was profound and her internal strength was pure and dense, it was not inexhaustible after all. On the one hand, she not only has to heal her own strength, but also has to take into account the circulation of true qi in Hong Lingbo's body at the same time, and she is hesitant in her heart at the moment, so when she uses her skills to heal her injuries, Li Mochou will naturally be more cautious, and before every trace of true qi is instilled into Hong Lingbo's body, she thinks about it again, thinks about it, and is sure that she will never waste a single cent, so she slowly crosses into Hong Lingbo's body.

In this way, until the sky disappeared, the stars first appeared, and the dim yellow rendered the blue sky, and the bright moon had quietly hung in the sky, Xiao Yao faintly felt that Hong Lingbo's right hand, which was in his hand, finally had a trace of temperature.

That night, all three of them were disturbed by injuries and pains in their bodies, and they all hid unspeakable secrets in their hearts, so they all did not speak. Looking at the distant river and sky, the Milky Way hangs in the bright night sky, and the river on the ground also twists and turns. The stars and Han are boundless, the hidden river flows to the west, under the reflection of each other, this piece of stone col platform is as bright as day, it is like a painting painted by the method of ink and wash, the pen is full of ink, and the Weiyang landscape is still night picture.