Ah Juan subconsciously caught the wet body, fell three steps in a row, looked back and said in surprise to Cang Lian: "Master, Master, it's Shigong who is back!"

The porridge bowl in Cang Lian's hand fell to the ground, and he quickly got up to greet him.

Yin Si Tian's always cold and indifferent face also changed slightly, and he tended to keep up with Cang Pian's back.

Cang Lian only felt that his eyes were slashed by the bright red blood!

I only saw that her little demon was covered in blood, and even the heavy rain could not wash away the red blood stains that continued to ooze from his body.

The wounds on his body were deep and bone-deep, there were traces of sword slashing, and there were vague flesh and blood that had been blasted by spirit runes, and the whole person was as if he had just been fished out of the pool of blood.

There is no intact place in the whole body.

Especially in the abdomen, a fist-sized blood hole was pierced, from the front of the abdomen to the back of the abdomen, completely penetrating, and the dantian qi sea in it was not visible.

Ling Tiansu's figure was already thin, and he didn't see him for half a month, so he lost a whole circle of weight, and he looked even weaker and haggard.

On the cheeks of the handsome birth, there was a deep blood mark visible to the bone, and under the clear brush of the rain, the skin and flesh on the outer edge of the wound were slightly rolled and hideous, and the undried rain was oozing with a trace of red blood.

A heart is tight and tight, cold and cold!

In an instant, the eyes of the polar night swept through the killing of countless swords and swords.

Ling Tiansu's eyes were weakly half-open, and a pair of dark blue eyes could not see any focal length, obviously detached from his sober consciousness.

But he still muttered from his desperate situation: "Hold ...... Sorry, but there are a few tails behind me......"

After saying that, a tight string finally broke, and it was dark in front of him, and he passed out.

The palm pressed on the Taigu Sword tightened fiercely, and the killing intent flashed under Cang Lian's eyes, and the long aura swept down.

She sensed that two Tong Yuan, one of whom was ten miles away, and one of them was rushing towards here, although she had the intention to probe Ling Tiansu's injuries, but those tails could not be ignored.

"A bunch of dogs looking for death! Little demons who dare to hurt the deity! The deity will destroy you now!"

Cang Lian's cold gaze glanced lightly at Ah Juan.

Ah Wan immediately realized: "Master, you go and destroy those guys, and the disciples will take good care of it." ”

After Cang Lian left, Ah Wan half-supported Ling Tiansu, who had been in a heavy coma, and was about to carefully place him on the straw bed.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, a pair of cold jade palms reached over, took Ling Tiansu's body, and picked him up horizontally.

Ah Wan looked at the woman in white in front of her with a stunned expression.

I saw that her eyebrows were indifferent, and even if the white clothes were stained with the blood of the young man, they were still so clear as water.

Although she was as taciturn as ever, the light reflected by her ink-colored phoenix eyes was unprecedentedly cold!

Ah Wan shuddered for no reason, and watched in a daze as the woman in white walked up to the straw pile with her master in her arms.

She didn't put him down completely, but leaned against the wall, and the two of them put soft straw under them, half-holding him in their arms.

Qing Han's eyes stared at every wound on his body inch by inch, and the bottom of his eyes became more and more cold like frost, and he didn't know whether it was cold or painful.

The slender and cold fingertips first gently stroked the huge hideous blood mouth on half of Fuling Tiansu's cheek, destroying the beauty of the originally handsome face, but it was not ugly, but it added a bit of bloody wildness.

The fingertips trembled slightly, and then slowly slid down to his left hand.

Ah Wan didn't know if she was wrong, as if she had caught a fine bloodshot crawling under the phoenix eyes of the woman in white. She lowered her head slowly, and Ah Wan could no longer see the look on her face.

I only saw her palm, which was as white as jade, gently covering the white bones of the young man who could no longer be called his left palm.

Fingertips trembled.

Yin Si poured his eyes into contemplation, looking at the white bones and no trace of flesh and blood, and where the white bones and flesh between the wrists were connected, there was a neat and cruel incision.

One can imagine how terrible it was for him to tyrannically eat away at the flesh and blood of his palms at that time.

He couldn't resist the power of the raging flames, so in order to prevent the flesh and blood of his entire arm from being melted, he could only draw his sword and cut off the flesh and blood on his wrist!

Even though he fell into a deep coma at the moment, he was unconscious.

But she could feel that every inch of blood and bone marrow under his skin was boiling and boiling, as if it had been forcibly infused with boiling magma underground.

Yin Si has been devoted to the Phoenix's Fall Cultivation for twenty years, and no one is more familiar with the violent, vast and terrifying destructive power than her.

If it were someone else, I would have had a mental breakdown under this inhuman torture.

However, he carried on his crippled body, went through countless life-and-death pursuits, and fought against the entire spiritual world for fifteen days.

She couldn't imagine how he had survived the past fifteen days.

"That...... Miss Yin, I have a set of clean clothes here, and my master is soaked all over, and it is not good to have wounds. ”

Ah Wan took out a new set of clothes from the space ring and handed it to the woman in white on the straw.

Yin Si took the clothes, nodded slightly, and said, "Can you bother the girl to fetch me a basin of clean water?"

Although Ah Juan is a green snake, her personality is not like that of an ordinary cold-blooded animal, and she is very approachable.

Soon, she brought a basin of water, a clean handkerchief, and prepared the usual wound medicine and bandages on her body.

He glanced at Ling Tiansu with a gentle gaze, and then said: "Yin girl, I have some wounds on my body, and he has a lot of injuries, I'm afraid that some of them are not enough, so I will go to the mountains to collect some herbs to stop bleeding and replenish the yuan." ”

Ah Wan soon braved the wind and rain, carried the medicine basket on his back, and stepped into the darkness.

Yin Si reached out to untie the belt on Ling Tiansu's body, took out a belly pocket from his arms, protected it very cleanly, rolled it up neatly, and tied it with a tie.

In addition to the belly pocket, there is also an ancient scroll with traces of flipping through.

Her eyes flickered for a moment, and she casually set the food aside.

When his clothes faded away, seeing the dense wounds on his body, his phoenix eyes couldn't help but shrink fiercely.

In particular, the terrifying arc of the sunken shoulders spread over most of the body, as if the skin had been badly burned.

Wet the soft handkerchief and carefully wipe the blood on his body.

In the process of gently wiping, he can deduce every thrilling encounter from every wound on his body.

What's even more shocking is that in his ribs or chest or thighs and calves, you can even see the blade broken in the wound, or some kind of hidden weapon spur and the sharp teeth of the demon beast are deeply rooted in the muscles and bones.

It can be seen that in the run, he did not have time to deal with the wounds on his body.

When the fangs of the demon beast and the weapons that chased him through his body, he couldn't even take a breath to go around the enemy.

You can only break the weapon and fangs in your body and ignore it, get rid of the fight and entanglement in the shortest and fastest way, and continue to shuttle through the dark night and heavy rain.

In a short time, a basin of water has become a blood-red soup.

After taking out the sharp blades and broken teeth in his body, the blood in the wound rushed out again, with the intention of boiling boiling.

The withered yellow straw that cushioned the two of them was stained red.

The pain can be imagined, but Ling Tiansu's body didn't react much, but he twitched slightly, and a touch of pain appeared between his eyebrows.

It's not that I can't feel pain, but I'm so tired that I don't even have the strength to struggle with pain.

Yin Si's brows became tighter and tighter, his ten fingers were sensitive, and he quickly applied medicine to stop bleeding and wrapped bandages.

After doing this, her back shirt was already soaked with sweat.

The campfire was faint, and the flickering glow brushed her pale cheeks, half-light and half-dark.

She looked down at the young man's eyebrows seriously, those eyes that had washed the mortal dust were already dark at this moment, and not a single ray of the bonfire halo in the temple could be reflected in her pupils.

Suddenly, the palm of the hand was hot, and the young man's still intact right hand slipped down on her palm, and he trembled slightly, trying to grasp something to hold, but finally because of the pain, the long fingers were slightly spasmodic and trembling, and finally he was unable to slip off.

His lips moved, slightly dilated, and his voice said weakly, "Feng...... Huang ......"

The phoenix's eyes moved slightly, and for some reason, his heart was a little painful, and there was an emotion that took root in his heart as if he had become a demon.

She flipped her palm, firmly grasped the palm he was about to slip off, and hummed lightly.

The cold palm clings to the hot palm.

The sun and moon are silent, the water passes without a trace, and there is no silence.

Only in this way, the ten fingers are tightly intertwined, knocking on the life and death dependence, and the fingertips are fragrant.

......

......

When Ling Tiansu regained consciousness, it was already dark.

The heavy rain has stopped, and the sun is shining.

At this moment, he was not on the straw bed of the ruined temple, but swaying and creaking underneath, and the sound of wheels crushing stones could be heard.

The mooing of cows in front of them rang out from time to time.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I was stung by the red sun hanging high in the sky, and tears couldn't help but force out a few points.

Soon, a beautiful palm like a cold jade shielded him from the dazzling sunlight.

There was a faint cold fragrance between his snorts, and a soft thigh was pillowed under his head, and he realized that he was lying in an ox cart.

The green ox pulled the cart, Cang Lian sat in front of the frame, waving the small leather whip in his hand, and the green ox moved forward slowly.

Ling Tiansu looked up at Yin Si Tian's white and flawless perfect chin, and spoke with one mouth, his voice was terrifyingly hoarse: "Where are we going...... Ahem......"

His throat burned so badly that it was as if he had swallowed a piece of coal.

Cang Lian immediately looked back, her eyes were slightly bright, and she said in surprise: "Little demon, are you awake?!"

Yin Si leaned to his feet, took the water bladder, put it to his lips, and fed him water.

The cold water swallowed like a throat, and the torn and fiery throat was suddenly stimulated by the cold water, and it hurt like ice needles.

"Ahem, ahem...... cough cough ...... "coughed heartbreakingly, his face was red, and he didn't have time to swallow the water poured into his mouth, so he spit it out and wet his clothes."

Under the violent cough, even the wounds all over the body burst and hurt.

Cang Lian threw away the small leather whip in her hand and was about to come over with a concerned face.

Ling Tiansu coughed unstoppably, and the clothes on his body were slightly dizzy because of the cracks of the wound.

He was about to take a breath and forcibly endure it, but suddenly he felt something imprinted on his lips, soft and cold, with a faint fragrance.

In front of me are the inky black eyelashes that Yin Si leans close by, like black butterfly wings fluttering in the snow.