Of course, Luo Qingyi knew what he was worried about, and he didn't stop: "Your Majesty, rest assured, since I have the heart to go out, I naturally have the ability to control the plague and prevent it from spreading." ”

The moment the runes carved on the gold medal moved quickly, Luo Qingyi easily crossed the light curtain barrier and came to the carriage.

She stood quietly under the carriage and looked at Su Tianling quietly.

Su Tianling hurriedly turned around and hugged the unconscious Su An out.

Two thin and long fingers were placed on Su An's wrist through the snow-colored silk handkerchief, and the pulse was only three breaths, and Luo Qingyi's slightly closed eyes slowly opened.

"Tongyuan Realm's handwriting, this is really worthy of me, at this time, Qingyi is very curious, who told Miss Su that I have the power to heal Master Su. ”

Seeing that she could see that the power of that palm had the power of the Tongyuan Realm with a simple pulse, Su Tianling couldn't help but feel a little more confident in her, and then said with a slightly complicated face: "Hehuan Sect, Su Xie." ”

Hearing this name, Luo Qingyi frowned slightly and withdrew his fingers.

At the moment when the palm of her hand was withdrawn into the sleeve of her shirt, Su Tianling was quick to find that her well-trimmed nails were full of indescribable blue and gray death, which was not very comfortable to look at.

I frowned secretly in my heart and stared at her sleeve.

The breeze floated, blowing up the light shirt and wide sleeves, and a slender white fingertip loomed in the wind sleeve, but found that the blue and gray scene of Fang Cai did not exist, as if it was an illusion.

Su Tianling couldn't help but rub his eyes, only if he had been traveling overnight for the past few days and was tired, he would have this illusion.

Luo Qingyi's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he didn't notice Su Tianling's gaze, and calmly took out a roll of gold needles of different lengths and thicknesses from the medicine bag.

She didn't even need to untie Su An's shirt, and the needle drop technique was fascinating, and the needle was pierced into the appropriate acupuncture points with great precision.

Although the reputation of Huang Shi's 'Golden Needle Crossing' and "Strongman from the Hands of Lord Yama" that circulate in Kyushu on weekdays is a bit exaggerated, it is not in vain to be able to be famous in Kyushu.

However, after a few stitches, Su An's dying and endangered face was already a little more bloody.

Compared with Luo Qingyi, although his demeanor is calm and relaxed, he does not need to hesitate and pause like a high saint chess player, and it is as fast as the wind.

But Su Tianling could clearly see the fine beads of sweat on her white forehead.

She hurriedly took out the handkerchief and was about to wipe the sweat for her, but Luo Qingyi glanced at her lightly, and said very coldly: "Don't touch me." ”

The action of handing out the handkerchief was embarrassed and frozen, and Su Tianling said in his heart Maybe Ye Jiajun is mostly a person who is clean and arrogant, and he doesn't like to be touched by people, and then there is no extra physical contact.

Luo Qingyi didn't raise his sleeves to wipe the beads of sweat, the yuan power in his body was soaring, and he evaporated the beads of sweat by himself, and then continued to drop the needle.

Helian took in the scene in full view, his eyes contemplative.

But rarely, those cold eyes are less chilly than usual, and a little more solemn and respectful.

The gentle little south wind, sprinkled with the coolness of the rain, came with a bit of antiquity.

The curtain of the car rolled up in the warm wind and drizzle, Luo Qingyi seemed to be intentional and unintentional from the small south wind to lift his eyes and condense, glanced at the empty and no one else's dim carriage, and dropped another needle in his hand, Su An's breath returned to stability.

She lowered her eyes and whispered calmly: "Since Master Su has returned, why don't you see His Royal Highness the son of my family?"

Su Tianling's face stiffened, and his lips turned slightly pale. Luo Qingyi concentrated on dropping the needle, and did not notice the subtle changes on Su Tianling's face.

The scout general, who had already received all the news, was silent for a moment, and then spoke in a deep voice: "The son of the Ye family, since six days ago, ...... Dead, Chuanwushan, Hehuan Sect!"

The hand that had taken the next golden needle paused for a moment, but only for a moment.

Luo Qingyi's eyelashes trembled like a butterfly in the south wind and rain, and a few crystal clear raindrops were hanging down, which was cold and beautiful, and her face was so calm that people couldn't see a flaw, and continued to apply needles without saying a word.

And the whole Tingyu Xuan fell into a strange dead silence.

The Son of Heaven's eyes widened, in deep disbelief.

After a long time, someone finally said with a trembling trill: "The princess's day is mourning...... His Royal Highness the Prince died young, and we are in deep pain, but the pain is painful, and now the danger of the Great Jin must not be passive and slack because of this personal sorrow. ”

"Yes, yes, everything can only survive the crisis, we have the spare strength to build the mausoleum of the prince, and now that the war between the north and the south is approaching, I hope that the princess will be strong. ”

The noisy voice sounded mostly a trace of regret for Ye Ling's death, but outside the words, he could not escape the life-saving detoxification.

The gentleman is in righteousness, and the villain is in selfishness.

After all, the world is big, and your own life is the greatest.

The son of the Ye family died when he died, to borrow Ye Gong's words, that was his death, doing my business, and I didn't kill him.

The corpse plague in our bodies is also very innocent, and we know that your Ye family is very sad to learn such bad news.

That's good, that's good, we'll be with you with the pain, but the pain is painful, you still have to solve this corpse plague for us, and you must not delay the big thing because of this little thing.

The dead must not affect the living!

There was no sadness or joy on Luo Qingyi's face, and the dark eyes under the eyelashes seemed to contain thousand-year-old ink, and she dropped the last stitch, and Su An's breath had recovered to be even.

She calmly explained to Su Tianling and instructed: "If the golden needle is pulled out in seven days, you need to guide Yuan Li to repair his broken heart veins and five mansions, and feed him Hui Yuan Dan every day, but remember not to take it directly."

With his current weak physical condition, he couldn't bear the strong medicinal power at all, so he grinded the Huiyuan Dan into powder, divided it into three times, and fed it in white porridge in the morning, noon and evening, and then prepared some medicinal materials to replenish qi and blood. ”

In such a strange atmosphere, Su Tianling looked at the woman in yellow in the drizzle in a daze, and was puzzled.

When she learned of Lingling's death, she was sad and depressed for a long time, even if she came from Chuanwu Mountain to Yong'an City, the whole person was always like being in a dream, and it was difficult to accept.

But why is the yellow maid girl in front of her, the princess of Lingling, but she is silent, and she can't see any emotion in her eyes?

Su Tianling was at a loss for a while, and listened to Luo Qingyi in a daze, and said softly and gently:

"As for the snake venom in Lord Su's body, it is not difficult to solve, and it is not fatal, and the doctor in the house can relieve ......" said this, Luo Qingyi's tone paused slightly.

The fingertips under the sleeve robe caressed the scabbard on her waist, and her eyes looked at Su Tianling's blue eyes without any waves.

Then she said in a voice as calm as water: "Your Royal Highness, where are the bones?" ”

From the first word to the last word, the final note is settled, without a trace of wavering and trilling, as if you are seriously going through a formality and asking questions.

Su Tianling couldn't see any sadness and sadness in those eyes, clear ripples, clean and clear.

In contrast, Su Tianling's voice trembled, and his eyes closed and said, "Corpse bones...... Unable to return to his homeland, he has been burned to ashes. ”

Luo Qingyi frowned slightly, but there was still no change in her pupils, and her voice was shallow: "In this way, you can only buy a mound of clothes." ”

Su Tianling suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were already moist: "Why can you be so indifferent?"

Luo Qingyi got up slowly, she faced Tingyu Xuan, and said in a low voice: "Now is not the time to be sad, because I want to return the freedom of these people." ”

"Boom !!"

As her last note fell, the secret door chamber burst into a violent explosion, and the entire enchantment light curtain trembled violently.

The iron gate exploded out in the blast wind, and many people who were weak and weak with the plague in their bodies could not withstand this powerful blast wind, and they rolled in all directions, showing pain on their faces and moaning constantly.

But while moaning, the eyes of this group of people exuded an astonishing brightness.

Because in this explosion, there is a strong fragrance of Dancheng medicine.

"Dan is done! Dan is done, I am saved! I am saved! Ahahaha!!"

"I knew that the princess of the world had unparalleled medical skills and would definitely be able to save us!"

"The princess of the world will hang the pot to help the world, and she will be able to live for a hundred years!"

It was only a moment to learn the news of Ye Ling's death, and the compassionate acting skills of these people only lasted for a moment.

At this moment, they are all in the array of danxiang, cheering and cheering, and they can't wait to hold a banquet to celebrate with the sky now.

The purple clothes danced lightly in the violent wind, the dust and smoke gradually dispersed, and the figure gradually became clear, it was Qin Ziwei.

The purple gauze is masked, and he is holding a purple jade pill bottle in his hand, and a discerning person can see at a glance that this bottle is the Xuanzi bottle from the Ye family's Huang Servant

There is Xuanyuan Qiankun inside, which is an excellent space bottle for storing elixir, and it can ensure that the medicinal properties will not have a trace of dispersion.

Qin Ziwei lowered his eyes that had lost their hydration and brilliance, and his long eyelashes drooped deeply, making those eyes indescribably haggard and gloomy.

The knots of the plain fingers pinching the purple jade pill bottle turned white, and she looked at the dark shadows rushing towards her in front of her with a sloppy gaze, her mind was muddy, and everyone's faces couldn't see clearly.

In the end, it was in the midst of the Son of Heaven that the chaotic and crazy scene was somewhat subdued.

As if he had lost his soul, Qin Ziwei handed the jade bottle in his hand to the Son of Heaven, walked slowly to the corner without saying a word, and then wrapped his arms around him and curled himself up in the corner.

I don't want to hear anything, I don't want to see anything.

Luo Qingyi watched the rolling wheels drive expressionlessly, disappearing into this ancient long street, and the catastrophe of corpse plague finally came to an end.

She stood between heaven and earth, in the wind and rain, receiving the baptism of the rain curtain between heaven and earth, and under the soaked sleeve robe, the beautiful palms of white jade were already thick black.

There was a sudden and extremely uncomfortable itch in her throat, and she coughed in a low voice, covering her lips with her sleeve.

Then she looked down at the black ink stain between her sleeves, her eyes narrowed slightly, and her lips were shallowly hooked.

"Light clothes. A soft call came from behind her.

The corners of her lips sank down, her double model recovered as plain as water, and turned sideways to look at Yan Tiangang, who had just obtained the antidote to corpse plague.

At this moment, he had completely forgotten all the evil words and deeds he had done to Luo Qingyi.

The face of the poisonous sores that gradually faded revealed a shy red like a little boy who had fallen in love, and his eyes shone with reverence and admiration.

He looked encouraged and said, "That'...... That, light clothes...... I, I like you. ”