At night, the Temple of the City God.

Xie Zhaoda was like a quail lying on her stomach from the moment she entered the City God Temple, she found a relatively dry and clean corner, and then sat down against the pillar without paying attention to it, and then the whole person curled up in a tightly wrapped big hat, wearing a hat and motionless.

Ling or a man of action, with few words but capable.

In fact, on the road, he had already found that Xie Zhao, who was riding with Bo Xuan, was like a wilting dog tail flower that lacked water, honest and quiet suspicious.

At this time, it is not difficult to think that she must have done it in the forest before, causing the old wounds, old poisons, and death to come to the door.

So after Ling Or placed Su Ning in the temple, he immediately clicked on the acupoints around the county lord of Xijiang again, and after making sure that nothing was wrong, he turned around and walked out of the City God Temple without saying a word.

He went to gather firewood.

Ling Or and Bo Xuan are naturally not afraid of the cold and heat, but Xie Zhao, Han Changsheng and Su Ning may not.

Han Changsheng wanted to speak and stopped at Xie Zhao, whose face was as pale as wash, closed his eyes and closed his eyes, and did not say a word, he knew in his heart that she must be suffering great pain from her body at this time, but they couldn't help much.

So he struggled for a moment, and finally stomped his foot helplessly, turned around and walked behind Ling He.

Xie Zhao never needed the pity of others, let alone those senseless pity.

Han Changsheng thought to himself, presumably they would pick up more firewood and come back, and then burn this temple warmer, she would be better off after all, right?

Bo Xuan saw that they were all gone, so he spontaneously stayed to take care of Xie Zhao, and guarded Su Ning by the way.

After hesitating, she still hesitated and asked, "Miss Xie, how are you?" Is it better? ”

Xie Zhao was quiet for a few breaths, and it seemed that he heard that he was talking to her.

She realized that she slowly whispered "hmm", and then slightly lifted the moist and beautiful eyebrows and eyes like ink landscape paintings, and smiled lightly.

"It's okay, it's not a big deal."

Bo extinguished: "."

What's the matter?

Her face and breath were not "answered" like this.

Xie Zhao himself may not be able to see his own complexion, but Bo Xuan can see it clearly.

At this time, she had already taken off the silver-white fox face mask she was wearing before, without the mask to cover it, and the pale complexion of the paper was faintly blue, obviously due to the lack of qi and blood, and the body was too exhausted.

Bo Xuan frowned slightly, and gently placed his palm on Xie Zhao's shoulder, ready to pass on some internal strength to her.

But the next moment, Xie Zhao understood her intentions, but gently raised his hand to block her movements, and slowly shook his head and said:

"Bo extinguished, thanks, but not necessarily. My injuries are more complicated, and I don't have too much internal force in my body, but I will be better. ”

Last time, Xie Zhao was "caught" by Yu Wenxin in Guangling City, and he did something bad with good intentions to lose her internal strength once.

Although the internal force at that time did help her stabilize the injury caused by Yuwenxin's palm, it also aroused the abnormal movement of "Sad Flowers and Broken Moon", and even more coincidentally rushed away the toxins that she had deliberately gathered in her face in order to better hide her identity.

Her injuries that are accompanied by the same qi and branches as the "Sad Flower and Broken Moon" are indeed very embarrassing, not only can she not use her internal force to operate pranayama and cultivate the meridians and heart, but she also can't withstand the excessive internal force of others to help repair it.

If Fu Jingci had been a few years ago, she would never have thought that one day her poisonous wound would become a hot potato that she couldn't afford to let go, which made her herself disgusted and extremely tricky.

Bo Xuan stared at her quietly for a moment.

"Last time I heard Ling or them say in Muskton City, your poisonous wound was from the Son of Heaven of the Southern Dynasty, is this true?"

Her voice was not loud, only the two of them could hear her.

Su Ning didn't have martial arts, so naturally she couldn't hear their whispers.

In fact, Xie Zhao did not refute when his identity was broken in Xijiang at that time, and he already represented the answer to that question, but Bo Xuan still couldn't help but want to confirm it at this time.

Because she really couldn't think of why Fu Jingyan, the son of heaven in the Southern Dynasty, would make such a move to destroy the Great Wall.

The eldest princess of Tianchen is just a princess, and the Southern Dynasty attaches great importance to ancient rites, and there is no precedent for an empress.

Even if the power of the "Chitose Sword Immortal" runs through the mountains and rivers with a sword, and it is known as a chivalrous and benevolent reputation among the people, what can it do?

Could it still hinder the dragon chair of the Southern Dynasty Heavenly Son to sit safely?

They still knew the importance of the "Chitose Sword Immortal" in Tianchen in the Southern Dynasty, and even because the Southern Dynasty had two peerless masters, the "Chitose Sword Immortal" and the "Shentai Priest", they did not dare to easily provoke a war and re-invade the Tianchen border, and it was unreasonable that Fu Jingyan, who was the son of heaven in the Southern Dynasty, could not see through the situation and situation.

Not to mention anything else, just say that if the rumors of the Tianchen Dynasty of the Southern Dynasty have lost the "Thousand Years Old Sword Immortal", the giant tree of the sky, are scattered all over the world, I am afraid that the first turbulent one is the court of Tianchen!

And the first thing to be shaken was the power and prestige of Emperor Jing, the son of Tianchen.

Xie Zhao was silent for a moment, then closed his eyes again.

Although her tone was weak, her expression did not show any pain, and she just said lightly:

"Not very important."

In fact, it's not unimportant, it's just that Bo Xuan's identity is special after all, and these Fu's "housework" is indeed not suitable to talk to others, and she has to solve it herself.

Bo Xuan frowned when he heard this.

Less important?

If being poisoned by your brother doesn't matter, then what counts?

But after thinking about it, she also vaguely understood Xie Zhao's concerns, so she suddenly felt in her heart, and closed her mouth and didn't ask more.

There are no borders in martial arts, but it is reasonable that peerless masters have the love of their homeland.

The words that blurted out didn't go through the brain too much, and after thinking about it at this time, it really shouldn't be asked by her, a foreigner.

But

Bo Xuan sighed and said: "You can't run the internal force to resist, just hold on like this, your stubborn disease is really too torturous." ”

Xie Zhao didn't open his eyes, but just smiled and said softly:

"If you get used to it, then you can take it as a kind of practice, and that's fine."

Bo Xuan sighed again when he heard this.

If the accumulated pain can also be regarded as a practice, then it is too painful.

The world only thinks that the golden and precious princess of Tianchen in the Southern Dynasty is Fu Jingci, and she should be the most free, the most rebellious, and the most confident and proud daughter of heaven in this world, but as the world expected, it is not as good as seeing is believing.

Who would dare to imagine that the legendary goddess who was not cleanly dressed on the tower of Shentai Palace, and the first sword immortal in the world who had been famous in the rivers and lakes of the four realms for a long time, would actually stay in a dilapidated city god temple outside Xunyang County, and live a precarious life with no tomorrow today, serious injuries and illness.

Thank you Baozi for a cold afternoon H's monthly pass~