"I ...... I feel so hot in my chest......" Yelu Nanxian replied weakly with his eyes half-open and half-closed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Song Qingshu knew that this was a hallucination caused by her injury, and hurriedly sealed the acupoints around her wound: "Nanxian girl, you must not heal your injuries by luck, lest the sword qi damage your foundation, I will pull out the sword qi for you." ”

"Multi-...... Thank you......" Yelu Nanxian's beautiful eyes were closed, and tears were faintly shining in the corners of her eyes, I don't know if it was too painful or sad that her father used himself as a shield.

Song Qingshu hurriedly injected a wisp of true qi into her body, controlling that wisp of sword qi and preventing it from making waves in Yelu Nanxian's body, but it would take time to resolve it.

Fortunately, at the last moment, Song Qingshu sensed that something was wrong, and not only withdrew most of his strength but also avoided the vital point, and at this time, Yelu Nanxian was probably already dead.

Although she is seriously injured now, as long as she waits for Song Qingshu to get rid of the sword qi and then recuperates well, she will not have to worry about her life.

As soon as she controlled the injuries in her body, Tian Guinong, who was not far away, suddenly vomited out a mouthful of black blood, and Cheng Yaojia next to her was startled: "Song ...... This man, this man ......"

Song Qingshu hugged Yelu Nanxian in his arms, and appeared next to Tian Guinong with a step, seeing his angry appearance, he couldn't help but be surprised, he saw him punched by Yelu Yixin before, although he was hit in the back of the heart, but it should not be life-threatening, so he saved Yelu Nanxian first, but why is it like this now?

Seeing the pool of black blood on the ground, Song Qingshu's face changed, and he hurriedly ripped off the clothes on Tian Guinong's back, and found that there was a black and purple fist mark there.

"Poisonous!" Song Qingshu's face finally changed, and he could smell the smell of poisonous blood and disgusting from such a distance, obviously the toxicity was extremely domineering.

Reaching out to check his pulse, Song Qingshu's face suddenly sank like water, and he could only do his best to convey true qi into his body.

"Song ...... Childe, am I hopeless?" Seeing his face, Tian Guinong sighed.

Song Qingshu was silent for a moment, and finally said the truth: "The poisonous gas attacks the heart, and Da Luo Jinxian can't save it when he comes." ”

"Hey, after all, I still don't have that life. Tian Guinong smiled bitterly, "Childe, don't waste your true anger anymore, I have something to say to you." After speaking, he glanced at Cheng Yaojia and his wife.

Her husband was injured because of this person, Cheng Yaojia glared at him angrily, but in his last words, it was indeed inconvenient for him to eavesdrop, so he picked up his husband and walked to the side.

Song Qingshu did not retract his true anger: "You said it, my cultivation is still standing." Although Tian Guinong is despicable in the original book, he is his subordinate in this world, and he planned to form a villain team back then, and he is one of them, so watching his life gradually pass, his heart is still very sad.

"Thank you, Childe!" Feeling the steady stream of true qi pouring into his body, Tian Guinong's originally cold heart couldn't help but warm, and he took out an old robe from his arms, "Last time, I learned the whereabouts of the evil sword spectrum from Gongzi, and I couldn't resist the temptation for a while to secretly go to Fuzhou to take out this sword spectrum......"

Song Qingshu sighed secretly, Yue Buqun, Zuo Lengchan, and Lin Ping were plotting to find this evil sword spectrum, and they were suspicious of each other, but they didn't expect to fall into the hands of Tian Guinong in the end.

Rubbing his fingers lightly on the robe, Tian Guinong's eyes were full of reluctance: "The martial arts in this are really mysterious, I have only been practicing for a few months, and the martial arts have improved by leaps and bounds, but unfortunately I don't know how to leak the news and was targeted by a mysterious person...... I dressed up in disguise all the way, tried countless ways, and finally caught up in Yangzhou......" Before dressing up as an old farmer, it was obviously easy to look at, but now the makeup on my face has fallen off, and my original face has been revealed.

Song Qingshu was silent, knowing that the mysterious person in his mouth should be Yelu Yixin, and he was also strange in his heart, Yelu Yixin was the privy envoy of the Southern Court of Liao, with a high and powerful position, why did he come to involve the grievances of the rivers and lakes?

"After all, this evil sword spectrum has nothing to do with me, so I'll leave it to Childe. Tian Guinong stuffed the robe in his hand into Song Qingshu's arms.

Song Qingshu frowned, and did not pick it up, but said: "This is your relic, it will be handed over to Mrs. Zun or Qingwen when the time comes." The lady in his mouth is naturally Daolan, and Qingwen is Tian Qingwen, the daughter of Tian Guinong.

Tian Guinong smiled: "This martial art is not suitable for women's cultivation, it is better for Gongzi to collect it, this is what I found according to Gongzi's guidance, and it should have belonged to Gongzi." ”

Song Qingshu smiled bitterly, the evil sword spectrum is indeed not suitable for women to cultivate, but it is also not suitable for men to cultivate. The sentence "If you want to practice divine skills, swing a knife from the palace", how many men heard the crotch of their pants chill back then.

Tian Guinong obviously didn't have the heart to explain these things to him, so he directly stuffed the robe into Song Qingshu's arms, looked at the sky in the north, and his eyes gradually drifted: "Childe, Nanlan and Qingwen will trouble you to take more care of them in the future." ”

Song Qingshu's heart moved, and a famous saying that had been widely circulated in his previous life blurted out: "Your wife and daughter are raised by me, and you don't have to worry about it." ”

A hint of weirdness appeared on Tian Guinong's face, but he finally laughed: "That's good, that's good......"

Seeing his eyes slowly closed, Song Qingshu couldn't help but sigh, he had been infusing the other party's true qi, how could he not know that his vitality had died.

"Big boss, big boss~" At this time, the men of the Golden Dragon Gang who had been ambushed nearby ran out, "Big boss, let's go, Qingguo got the news that a group of soldiers are rushing here." ”

Song Qingshu bowed slightly, with his current status, it was indeed inconvenient to meet with the Manchu army, and immediately ordered the people of the Golden Dragon Gang to take Tian Guinong's body away, and helped Lu Guanying for Cheng Yaojia, while he held Yelu Nanxian who had passed out in a coma, and returned to the secret stronghold of the Golden Dragon Gang with them.

"What about your helper?" never saw Jiao Wan'er, Song Qingshu couldn't help but ask.

"The helper has taken people to Taizhou to do errands in the past few days. The Golden Dragon Gang replied.

Song Qingshu nodded, Jiao Wan'er was in charge of such a big stall alone, and she was indeed very busy, but she was much more idle as the boss.

"You go and order a good coffin, send Tian Guinong's body to Tianfu in Yanjing City, hand it over to Mrs. Tian, and help bury it, remember to give this letter to Mrs. Tian. Song Qingshu handed over a secret letter to a subordinate, which roughly wrote what had happened, and comforted them with words such as mourning for the mother's and daughter's day.

"Yes, big boss!" Because of the previous victory over the Qing army, Song Qingshu's prestige in the Golden Snake Camp was incomparable, and he was able to do things for him, and the gang was obviously extremely excited.

"In addition, go to the city to find a doctor with excellent medical skills to treat Lu Shaozhuang's injuries, don't worry about the cost, if it is useful, any precious medicinal materials will be used for him. Song Qingshu commanded again.

"Okay," the subordinate wondered in his heart, why did the big boss attach so much importance to that Lu Guanying, and when he was about to withdraw, he suddenly thought of something, "Don't you need to find a doctor to show that girl?"

Song Qingshu knew that he was talking about Yelu Nanxian, and shook his head: "No need, Miss Yelu will be governed by me." "Yelu Nanxian was injured under his sword qi, if it wasn't for himself to dissolve the sword qi in her body, no matter how clever the doctor could save her life, he wouldn't be able to save her strength.

You must know that a thousand-year-old monster like Mingzun was entered by Ah Qing's innate sword qi, and after trying countless methods, he couldn't dissolve the sword qi in his body, but he became more and more injured, and finally he could only run to the Black Wood Cliff to seek the great method of absorbing stars, and turn away his strength, which eliminated Ah Qing's sword qi like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

After arranging everything, Song Qingshu returned to the room where Yelu Nanxian was placed just now, looking at her slightly frowning brows in a semi-coma, and suddenly regretted it: I knew that this was the case, I shouldn't have used my sword qi just now, and if I used a yang finger, she wouldn't be so uncomfortable at this moment.

I don't know why, he couldn't help but feel murderous in his heart when he saw Yelu Yixin just now, obviously the two didn't know each other before, could it be because of Tian Guinong? Unlikely......

Song Qingshu shook his head, dispelled all kinds of speculations in his mind, helped Yelu Nanxian up to sit in front of him, and then reached out to untie her clothes.

During the whole process, Song Qingshu's eyes were extremely clear, and there was no trace of evil thoughts at all, and now he would not deliberately take advantage of this, just because Yelu Nanxian was injured in his chest, and he couldn't treat the wound through his clothes.

Fortunately, the wound caused by the sword qi was between her chest and collarbone, so the clothes only had to be taken off a few inches below her collarbone, if the wound was a little lower, even if Song Qingshu had no evil thoughts, that situation would inevitably be a little embarrassing.

Stretching out his palm and pressing it against her wound, Yelu Nanxian couldn't help but hum, obviously touching her sore spot. Song Qingshu's next movements became more and more gentle, carefully dissolving the sword qi in her body into invisibility.

After dissolving the sword qi, Song Qingshu picked up a bouquet of small red flowers prepared in the morning, this little red flower has a rather interesting name, called "Buddha Seat Little Red Lotus", which can't help but reduce swelling and build muscles, and also has a certain detoxification effect, which is a good medicine for treating trauma.

Song Qingshu first smashed half of the little red flower and fed it into Yelu Nanxian's mouth, and put the remaining half at a distance of an inch near her wound, and then the powerful and mellow internal force of luck forced the medicinal power contained in the flower into her wound little by little.

After about half an hour like this, Yelu Nanxian sighed, woke up, and said in a low voice, "I...... Am I still alive?"

Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "Originally, I was not alive, but Lord Yan saw that you are such a beautiful little girl, and it would be a pity to die before you got married, so let me bring you back." ”

"Your mouth is always so sweet. Yelu Nanxian had been with him for a long time, and he was more or less accustomed to his speaking style.

Suddenly, I felt a slight coolness on my chest, and when I looked down, I couldn't help but be stunned when I saw my skin as smooth as jade.

"I was in a hurry, so I untied my clothes to heal my wounds, and I hoped that the Nanxian girl would not be surprised. Song Qingshu hurriedly explained.

The red glow on Yelu Nanxian's face flashed, and he said generously: "The women on our grassland are not as shy as you Han women, not to mention that they don't show anything. ”

"Yes," Song Qingshu smacked his lips regretfully, "It would be nice if the wound went down another two inches." ”

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It was too busy some time ago, but now it's slowly taking a little time, and I will recover 2 more as soon as possible