The fight between the two alarmed the soldiers near the city wall, but when they arrived, they found that there was no one on the wall. Only a puddle of blood remained that had not dried up.

"Yi Yue! Yi Yue! Shang Hao, what is going on with him now. Mu Yuncheng was anxiously spinning around in the room, and Mo Yiyue was unconscious on the bed.

Just now, when he and Shang Hao rushed to Wanghai City, they saw a sword light colliding in the northeast corner. But when he arrived, only Mo Yiyue, who was seriously injured and unconscious, did not see anyone who injured him. Mu Yuncheng immediately took him away, knocked on the door of a resident in the city, and placed him here.

Shang Hao was familiar with medical skills, but when he saw Mo Yiyue's condition, he also knew that he was seriously injured and unconscious, so he comforted Mu Yuncheng and said: "His bleeding has stopped now, and the most serious injuries are his arms and chest, fortunately he was not stabbed in the heart." The possibility of waking up is still very high. ”

"But in that case, why did I feel that he was so cold when I hugged him just now, like a dead man, or rather, like a piece of ice. Every time Mo Yiyue was injured, Mu Yuncheng felt at a loss, and this time was naturally no exception, seeing that he kept hitting his palm with his fist as he walked, back and forth, without any purpose.

And the question asked by Mu Yuncheng, Shang Hao couldn't answer it for a while. He also touched Mo Yiyue's body, which was indeed very cold. If ordinary people had maintained this body temperature, it is estimated that they would have become dead long ago.

"Annoying, annoying. How could he be injured like this in the city? Besides, how could he himself appear on the city wall on this big night?" Mu Yuncheng couldn't think of the truth in the middle of this anyway, besides, why didn't Mo Yiyue be with Chu Shuiyu and them, could it be that the three of them were also separated? In this way, Chu Shuiyu and Ye Feiyu don't know what the situation is at the moment, in case they are also being chased and killed, what can they do!

"Brother Mu, you don't have to be so anxious. I'm only a little bit of a doctor, but your friend's condition shouldn't be life-threatening. It's just that what can't be explained is why his body is so cold. If it's just a guess, could it be that he was poisoned?" Shang Hao saw that Mu Yuncheng looked anxious, and hurriedly got up and comforted.

"Yes, it must be caused by poisoning!" Mu Yuncheng woke up suddenly, but then grabbed Shang Hao and said: "Then you quickly help him detoxify, if the cold poison is not removed, Yi Yue is afraid that he will not wake up! It's so late, I can't even find Langzhong, so I can only rely on you." ”

"Well, since it's cold poison, you go and boil hot water. Let's do acupuncture for him. Shang Hao was very confident at this time, because most of the Qihuang techniques he learned from Yugu Zhenren were acupuncture paths, so when it came to dispelling cold, the first thing he thought of was acupuncture.

And boiling hot water is to allow the blood in his body to circulate smoothly, although Mo Yiyue's external injuries are also very serious, and rash contact with water will cause wound infection. But in order to prevent the cold in his body from freezing him to death, he had to leave it alone for the time being.

Mo Yiyue sat in a large wooden basin filled with hot water, and Shang Hao, who was doing the needle for him, was already sweating profusely. It wasn't anything else, just because his silver needle had just pierced into Mo Yiyue's body, and it was instantly condensed by the cold air, and he couldn't move at all.

How could this be! Mu Yuncheng casually touched the water in the wooden basin, and was stunned for a moment. The boiling hot water that was originally boiling, although he mixed it with cold water, still felt hot to the touch. But at this moment, in the wooden basin, it is clearly a basin of cold and biting water!

"Yi Yue, Yi Yue, wake up!" Mu Yuncheng stretched out his hand and pressed on his shoulders, shaking desperately.

Seeing this, Shang Hao hurriedly grabbed Mu Yuncheng, "Brother Mu, calm down! Since this method doesn't work, let's think of another way." ”

Mu Yuncheng ignored him, and pressed his back with both palms: "I don't believe that the cold qi in his body is so domineering!"

The true qi in Mu Yuncheng's body quickly burned, and crimson flames suddenly appeared all over his body. Shang Hao had never seen this kind of flame that could attach to a person's body, so he was also stunned by the scene in front of him, and quietly watched Mu Yuncheng keep pouring true qi into Mo Yiyue.

Shenyan's true qi was extraordinary, and he saw that the originally cold ice water in the basin was boiling instantly.

Mo Yiyue's body also emitted a light smoke, and the upper body exposed to the water was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans. And his expression at the moment was very uncomfortable, and something seemed to be stuck in his throat.

Seeing this, Shang Hao hurriedly opened Mo Yiyue's mouth, and then something spit out of his mouth and fell into the basin.

The two of them hurriedly picked up the phantom leech in the water, he didn't know what kind of treasure it was, he just thought that the cold poison in Mo Yiyue's body was all caused by him.

The Phantom Lotus originally entered Mo Yiyue's body to heal him, and saw that the wound was basically healed, but because Mu Yuncheng's Divine Flame True Qi was too domineering, it could not continue to stay in Mo Yiyue's body. And the little aura that Phantom Liuzhen originally had left was not enough to resist the true qi that Mu Yuncheng desperately instilled in, and it was because he was forced to be helpless that he got out of Mo Yiyue's body.

The Phantom Turtle is originally a divine object, and its inner aura can be continuously drawn from the outside heaven and earth. However, due to Mo Yiyue's own lack of internal strength, every use of the Phantom Ryo was accompanied by great consumption, so the aura absorbed was not enough to support frequent battles. This made Xuan Han's true qi defeat to Mu Yuncheng's divine flame true qi.

"It should be this thing that is doing it!" Shang Hao handed the Phantom Ryo to Mu Yuncheng, but as soon as it reached Mu Yuncheng's hand, the Phantom Ryo jumped out and floated beside Mo Yiyue, slowly turning.

"Demon, you are the one who harmed Yi Yue like this! See if I don't cut you to pieces today and avenge Yi Yue!" Mu Yuncheng immediately summoned Cang Yun in his hand and scolded directly at the Phantom Liu.

"Ahem, cough, cough ......" Mo Yiyue coughed violently, and then spit a stream of black blood into the basin.

"Yi Yue, are you awake?" Mu Yuncheng hurriedly put down Cangyun and helped Mo Yiyue to ask with concern.

Mo Yiyue slowly opened her eyes, but said to Mu Yuncheng: "Don't be embarrassed by the Phantom Liu, if it weren't for it, I wouldn't have seen you." ”

"Phantom Ryū ?are you talking about it?" Mu Yuncheng pointed to the orb floating beside Mo Yiyue and asked suspiciously.

Mo Yiyue's body was exhausted at the moment, but she still tried her best and nodded at Mu Yuncheng.

Mu Yuncheng and Shang Hao glanced at each other, and didn't talk about it anymore, only helped him up from the water and carried him back to the bed to rest. Seeing that he was injured so badly, Mu Yuncheng also knew that it was the demon clan's side, but he felt that they were in the dark, we were in the light, and the people who served the demons were all masters of all parties in the Great Wilderness, similar to Baili Yi, Lu Xingyu There are countless people, I really don't know how many such strong opponents will be encountered in the future.

In the lonely courtyard, Mu Yuncheng sat alone in front of the steps, stroking the bamboo flute that he had turned over from Mo Yiyue's clothes.

"What are you thinking, why don't you go in and sleep?" Shang Hao walked from behind him, sat down beside him, and asked sideways.

Mu Yuncheng smiled with relief, handed the bamboo flute to Shang Hao and said, "He still carries this flute, I really miss us at that time." ”

"You at that time?" Shang Hao naturally didn't know their story in Bashu, but seeing that Mu Yuncheng didn't want to mention more, he said: "I also love to play the flute, and when I was bored in the past, I ran alone to the uninhabited mountains and played some casual tunes to the mountains." Every time I do that, I feel very good. ”

"You like to play the flute, too? He immediately untied the phoenix flute on his waist and handed it to Shang Hao.

Shang Hao took the Fengming flute, but felt that the selection of materials for this flute was extraordinary, and the production was extremely high-quality, but he laughed with Mu Yuncheng: "I have grown so big, and I have never played such a good flute." Don't say it's blowing, but I haven't seen it before. ”

"Don't talk so much, blow it to me. In the past, when Mo Yiyue played the flute, Mu Yuncheng was very tired of covering his ears, not thinking that today, he would take the initiative to ask others to play the flute for him.

Shang Hao's flute sound is fresh and natural, although it is not as sharp as Mo Yiyue's. But there is also a sense of otherworldliness and indescribable. The bleak night sky seemed to be cheerful in an instant, and the stars and the moon seemed to jump out from behind the clouds, dancing with the sound of the flute and the clouds in the deep night sky. It is like an elegant and agile picture scroll displayed in front of the listener.

Mu Yuncheng listened quietly, and now he finally understands that some things around him must not only know how to cherish, but also know how to appreciate. Mo Yiyue and Shang Hao are both playing the voices of their own hearts, and this kind of open-hearted communication is the most commendable. Even though there are countless dangerous battles waiting for him ahead, with such a friend, he has nothing to fear.