"Streaming. Leng Jiuming glanced at the injured people and called out lightly.

Liujing, who was standing behind Leng Jiuming, immediately understood, took out a medicine bottle from his arms with a distressed face, and distributed a pill to each of the injured people.

This is the best healing elixir developed by their owner, even if one foot has already stepped into the ghost gate, as long as one is taken to save a life. This medicine can be said to be hard to find, and usually someone comes to the door to ask for medicine, and the owner of the house will not give it easily.

But now, five of them are used at once, although Leng Jiuming didn't blink his eyes, as if what he gave out was just the grass that could be seen everywhere in Leng Villa, but Liujing felt sorry for him, but what a good medicine was one less than one.

The person who took the medicine naturally didn't know that this pill was hard to find, but he only knew that after taking less than a cup of tea, the internal injuries on his body had healed, and he couldn't help but admire the cold magic doctor's medical skills in the bottom of his heart.

"Master Qing, from now on, your Dharma name will not be forgotten. After the uninhibited master looked at Qing Xiyun and said this, he turned to Leng Jiuming and said, "Jiuming, please give the rest of the antidote and don't forget it, we will leave." ”

"Since Master Unruly is leaving, Jiu Ming won't do much to stay. Leng Jiuming said and waved his hand towards Liujing.

"Please wait a moment, Master Unruly, and Liujing will go to get the antidote to rotting bones and blood. Liujing stepped forward and saluted Master Unruly, then turned and walked away quickly.

"Don't forget to thank Master Unruly, thank you Master Leng. Qing Xiyun has already reacted, since he has decided to go with Master Unruly, then he will not forget it in the future.

"Hua Mo......" Qing Xiyun looked at Hua Wuying, about to say goodbye, but he didn't know what to say. But he was still very worried, worried that she would encounter danger in the future after losing her cultivation, just like today, would she be powerless to resist?

"Qingci, don't worry about me, in the future, take care. Hua Wuying's gaze at Shangqing Xiyun seemed to know what he was worried about, so he spoke first.

"You too, take care. A thousand words can't compare to a look at each other, he understands her, just as she understands him.

Liujing returned again, handed Qing Xiyun a medicine bottle, and instructed: "One at a time, you have already used the medicine once today, there are still two left, three times a day starting tomorrow, and the blood poison will be solved after five days." Remember, you can't eat anything while you're taking the medicine. ”

Qing Xiyun took the medicine bottle and thanked him again.

Rong Yunxiao stared at the medicine bottle in Qing Xiyun's hand, looked at Leng Jiuming with a little doubt, touched Leng Jiuming's cold face like an iceberg, and immediately shifted his gaze. He had questions, but he didn't want to ask rashly.

Rong Yunxiao was not the only one who was puzzled, but the people who had drunk the bowl of antidote porridge present were all suspicious. There are obviously pills, but why do they want to drink this disgusting medicinal porridge? Could it be because the people who came to the Ember Mountain offended the cold magic doctor, and the cold magic doctor deliberately did this?

Leng Jiuming glanced at it lightly, and took in the thoughts and strange expressions of those people. Said to Liujing beside him: "Liujing, you." ”

Liujing glanced at the medicine bottle in Qing Xiyun's hand, and explained: "Although it is much more convenient to take pills than to drink medicinal porridge that tastes bad, it takes five days to take pills, and it only takes three days to drink medicinal porridge. And you can't eat anything during the detoxification period, medicinal porridge can increase satiety, in contrast, drinking medicinal porridge is your best choice. ”

A few people who had drunk the medicinal porridge stopped being silent when they heard this, after all, it was not up to them to choose whether it was the best choice or not. The Cold Magician said it was the best choice, and that was the best choice.

After Qing Xiyun and a few people said goodbye, they followed Master Unruly and left Cold Mountain Villa.

When he was born, his mother named him Qingci, and when he was twenty years old, Hua Wuying named him Qingxiyun. And from now on, he has another Dharma name, called Don't Forget.

Don't forget, don't forget, don't forget Qingci, don't forget Qingxiyun, and don't forget the people he met and what he experienced in his past life.

After the incident was over, the area of Cold Mountain Villa was quiet again, as if nothing had happened. Only the fallen tree nearby, and the dried blood on the ground, proved that what had just happened was not an illusion of a flower.

Hua Wuying stood quietly in place, looking at the direction of Qingxiyun and Master Unruly who had already disappeared, and was reluctant to withdraw his gaze.

When she was thirteen years old, when she first saw Qingci, the young man in a light green shirt was like a lotus blossom newborn, like a cloud on the edge of the sky, giving her an extremely elegant and plain feeling.

It was he who let her know that in her lonely and lonely life for more than ten years, a beam of light suddenly shone in was so warm and dazzling.

She once thought that she would never be able to take her eyes off it in her life, but when she had to choose between life and death, she still chose life and death.

That elegant drifting cloud had stopped beside her, and that was enough, it turned out that it was a flowing cloud destined to drift away.

It's better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes, this is the best ending for her and him. And what's even better than this is that he will not forget from now on, he will not forget, and she will not forget.

"Master Unruly has been in the world for more than a hundred years, and this time he is willing to appear in the mortal world again for Qingxiyun, this is his fate, you don't have to worry too much. ”

Leng Jiuming looked at Hua Wuying and stood alone for a long time, silently walked to her side and said lightly. Then with a wave of his hand, Hua Wuying's thousand-year-old cold silk that had been thrown aside by Shen Shao before was neatly rolled up and lay in the palm of his outstretched palm.

"I know. Hua Wuying sighed lightly and withdrew his gaze from afar.

"This thousand-year-old cold silk originally belonged to you, and now it can be regarded as the return of the goods to its original owner. Seeing the thousand-year-old cold silk lying in the palm of Leng Jiuming's hand, Hua looked at him without a shadow. There was both the relief of finding the owner of the thousand-year-old cold silk in her tone, and the reluctance to lose the only thing her mother left her to think about.

"This thousand-year-old cold silk has been with you for many years, and it is also destined for you and left to you. Leng Jiuming said the luck in the palm of his hand, and the thousand-year-old cold silk fell on Hua Wuying.

Hua Wuying was slightly surprised when she heard this, seeing that the thousand-year-old cold silk was about to slide through her clothes and fall to the ground, she hurriedly caught it.

She raised her eyes to look at Leng Jiuming, it was noon, the sunlight was pouring down through the shadows of the trees, and the mottled light fell on Leng Jiuming's overly handsome and enchanting face. The shadows of the trees swayed in the wind, reflecting the blue eyes of the sea, and the vast and deep sea seemed to be able to suck everything in.

Hua Wuying held the cold thousand-year-old cold silk in his palm, and looked at Leng Jiuming speechless for a while, but the sentimentality caused by the separation in his heart didn't seem to be as heavy as just now, but there was a trace of inexplicable joy.

This inexplicable joy made her unable to tell whether it was because of the thousand-year-old cold silk that she had long been accustomed to carrying on her body, or because of the calm sea in Leng Jiuming's eyes.

"Streamer, let people clean up this place in an hour. Leng Jiuming didn't notice Hua Wuying's strange appearance at all, he glanced at the tree that had been cut off by the waist and the mottled blood stains on the ground with dissatisfaction, and ordered in a very light tone.

Standing in the distance, the streamer had excellent ear power, nodded and saluted Leng Jiuming and immediately turned to leave, and the black-clothed figure disappeared without a trace in an instant.

A gust of cold wind blew, Leng Jiuming's figure was as fast as lightning, Hua Wuying only saw a touch of white flickering in front of him, and he looked in the direction of the white-clothed figure, but he couldn't find the slightest trace.

Only the cold feeling in the air that had not yet had time to dissipate, and the faint aroma of herbs proved to her that Leng Jiuming had stayed here.

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