Today, Qingyuntang has not yet opened the door, and it is a joy to mention four wounded.

It's not fun.

Several of the newly appointed disciples were still humming songs happily. Let them, the injured people, feel that they are coming to celebrate the festival for them.

Now, are all medicine cultivators so mad?

It's so happy to have the wounded.

When a disciple with long eyebrows and clear eyes bandaged Tang Jiu, he just wanted to talk to this cute-looking little senior sister, and then he saw Nan Jin staring at him.

Disciple:......

Slipped away.

And on the other side, it's the same scene.

A handsome man in his underwear held the unconscious little girl in his arms and did not let go.

The disciple on the side said bitterly: "This fellow Daoist, you put down the girl in your arms." ”

"We treat you, don't worry, you won't run. ”

So don't look at them like that, okay?

Zhuo Rong looked down at the little girl in his arms, so light and breathing so shallowly.

He doesn't speak, and he doesn't put people down.

Pharmaceutical cultivation is very difficult, and it is also very difficult for them to do this business when they see such patients.

There is no way to persuade it, so it can only be another way.

Forehead () 〈)) = convex, of course not hands-on. Yao Xiu looks good at cultivation, but this actual combat ability is also able to play with these spiritual power and sword one or two moves.

Looking at this man, although he was very handsome, his temperament was extremely elegant. It doesn't look like it's easy to mess with.

But Yao Xiu didn't doubt that he could be pressed into the wall by him with one move, and he couldn't buckle it.

He rolled his eyes: "Fellow Daoist, the clothes on this girl's body are completely soaked, and if you hold her like this, it will only make her uncomfortable." You put her down and deal with the girl's injuries first. ”

Yao Xiu spoke softly, and then he was afraid that Zhuo Rong would not believe it, so he added: "You can watch from the sidelines." ”

Zhuo Rong didn't want to let her go, but looked at the little girl's pale little face and bloodless lips.

Finally, he gently put her on the bed beside her.

Zhuo Rong relied on his domineering president-like strength to successfully get a room in this Qingyun Hall, where every inch of land was valuable.

In the room, he just sat next to Luo Yunmo, holding Luo Yunmo's hand with both hands, rubbing it constantly, and sighing.

I want to make her a little warmer.

The strength of medicine cultivation is still good.

Zhuo Rong just used his spiritual power to dry the clothes on Luo Yunmo's body. 【...！. &#免费】

After the medicine cultivator probed her pulse, he also gave a few instructions. reminded Zhuo Rong to take good care of this girl. In the end, it was Zhuo Rong's turn.

Zhuo Rong sat on the side, didn't even move the chair, and when the medicine cultivator examined him, he also gasped.

The man's injuries were even more serious. There was a sword qi that was directly inserted into it, and I almost saw the bones.

Strange, this direction should be avoided?

A trace of confusion flashed in Yao Xiu's eyes.

This is that sword qi towards Luo Yunmo

, Zhuo Rong was blocked.

Without timely treatment, no matter how good the monk's health was, it left a deep trace.

Obviously, Zhuo Rong won't explain much.

Pharmaceutical cultivation is also in line with the morality of a doctor, and no more questions are asked. After this inspection, I was really shocked.

Such a pampered noble son, where did he get so many wounds.

It looks like most of them are new injuries. Or the kind of old wounds that are not healed and add new wounds.

That medicine cultivation disciple has also seen a lot of disciples who like to explore and are beaten into miserable situations in the secret realm.

But this is the first time he has seen such a situation.

Some of these wounds are soaked in water, well, they are all white. Yao Xiu looked at the man and didn't feel the slightest feeling that he was seriously injured. The heart was full of eyes on the little girl lying on the bed.

This example of sacrifice for love, he finally saw a ready-made example.

The little girl didn't have any wounds, and she fainted probably because of some physical reasons, so she didn't pay attention to rest.

The man just ignored his injuries and his clothes that were still soaked, and always looked at the little girl who was sleeping quietly on the bed.

Handsome men and beautiful women, it's really eye-catching.

The eye-catching medicine cultivator shook again. He handed the man several pill bottles.

"Take medicine. ”

Before he could finish speaking, he saw the man turn his head.

Pharmacy: ......

Believe it or not, I don't tell you how to take it, and then let you take the wrong medicine.

Don't you know that you can't offend the doctor if you offend anyone?!

Of course, in the spirit of good medical ethics, he still patiently explained it to this impatient man.

After the end of the conversation. Yao Xiu shook it

With his sleeves on his own, he strode out of the room.

Halfway through, he finally reacted. These two people, both the man and the unconscious woman, were beautiful and not human.

When did Luoshan have such a few more characters, why didn't he know.

Such thoughts swirled around my mind for a while. Then there is being left behind.

Whatever, it has nothing to do with him. Yao Xiu happily walked out.

Here, Zhuo Rong sat quietly and watched the little girl's quiet sleeping face.

It's really, no matter what time it is, it's really bad to go to bed.

The hand grabbed the quilt tightly, and curled up into a small shrimp, just don't say anything about dreams, otherwise, it will be even more cute.

Luo Yunmo, who fell asleep quietly like this, seemed to have faded away from the thrilling beauty in his eyebrows and eyes, but it was a little tranquil, and the years were quiet.

Zhuo Rong stretched out his hand and stroked Luo Yunmo's face.

The movements are gentle, as if stroking their most precious treasure.

It used to be a little cold, but now it's a little hot.

What did that medicine cultivator say, she might just be a little stimulated and fell into the water, so she would be like this.

Zhuo Rong held the little girl's hand in his own hand, the big hand wrapped the small hand, and it looked like the fates of the two people had been intertwined.

He liked it, it made him feel like they were snuggled up to each other.

It's really greedy.

Luo Yunmo didn't really wake up until night. looked at Zhuo Rong lying beside her, and the soft touch in her hands.

It was when he was asleep and did not forget to hold her hand.

Luo Yunmo's eyes at this time were already dull and waveless. She looked at Zhuo Rong quietly.

The familiar faces, the eyebrows, are traced greedily little by little with their eyes.

closed his eyes slightly, and then wanted to withdraw his tight hand that was held by Zhuo Rong. The movements were subtle, but they still made Zhuo Rong feel it and wake up.

He looked at Luo Yunmo in front of him. The complexion was no longer the bloodless pale of the previous one, and it was slightly ruddy.

A smile tugged at the corner of Zhuo Rong's mouth.

She was fine with everything, her face was better, her hands were warm, and this ......

Zhuo Rong saw Luo Yunmo's eyes, and suddenly stopped.

The pupils were full of shock and some disbelief.

Those eyes that were cold and unwavering before, and that indifferent attitude, seemed to have turned into melted ice at this moment.

Zhuo Rong looked at the little girl in front of him with a shallow smile, his eyes were astringent, and he said tentatively: "The end." ”

He didn't even dare to amplify his voice, for fear of disturbing her, and for fear that he was dreaming.

If it's a dream, don't wake up.

Zhuo Rong heard a soft "um".

He swore he had never heard anything more beautiful and stirring his heart than this.

In an instant, spring blossomed.

Zhuo Rong smiled, no longer the smile with a slight sense of alienation before, but a real laugh.

Have you ever seen a smile on your lips with red eyes?

Really like a fool, little fool.

Luo Yunmo also looked at Zhuo Rong like this, just looked at him like this, and watched Zhuo Rong slowly smirk at her.

There is an indescribable feeling in my heart, there is relief, and there is helplessness.

Zhuo Rong smiled and asked her like he didn't dare to speak: "Momo, do you know who I am?"

It's a silly question. Young Master Zhuo thought that he would never ask such a question.

But now, he didn't dare to blink at the little girl in front of him, for fear that he had missed something. Looking at the little girl, looking forward to it, she was scared again.

Finally, Zhuo Rong saw that the little girl had a smile on her lips again, and her voice was also shallow, even a little hoarse, "Of course I know who you are, you are stupid." ”

She unceremoniously laughed at the man who looked a little abnormal.

But he also looked at the man's stupid appearance with a smile in the corner of his eyes. It's like I'm feeling very sour in my heart, but inexplicably I feel as if I've finally admitted something in my heart.

I won't regret it.

Luo Yunmo's voice was a little hoarse, and it wasn't even good at all. But to Zhuo Rong's ears, it sounded like heaven.

A smile on the corner of Zhuo Rong's mouth

Straight is not gone. He hugged the little girl in front of him directly.

He hugged her tightly in his arms. Even if the wound on his body cracked open again and slowly blood seeped out, he didn't want to let go of her.

Luo Yunmo nestled in Zhuo Rong's arms and felt his heart beating fast.

The eye sockets couldn't help but be astringent.

It turns out that they have been missing out for so many years.

This kind of embrace seemed to be going to grow old, but in the end, Zhuo Rong still let go of Luo Yunmo, and instead put her head around and leaned on his shoulder.

In a faint voice, tell her this

What a matter of cultivating the truth realm for many years.

Although these ten years do not seem to be too long for the monk, the past is a flick of a finger.

But for Zhuo Rong and Luo Yunmo, this is the ten years that they have not met and contacted at all.

Zhuo Rong has been waiting for her, Luo Yunmo knows. In the past ten years, she has lived a messy life, but Zhuo Rong is unforgettable.

He had written everything down and wanted to tell her when he saw her.

(End of chapter)

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