To heal the injury, you have to know where the injury is, Ye Qianqiu sat next to the young emperor, and opened the young emperor's clothes in the direction of the bloodstains.

Then, I saw that there was a slender wound between the young emperor's thin waist and abdomen.

Looking at the appearance of this wound, it was indeed caused by Wei Lingkong's sword qi.

That stunned person is really not worry-free! Ye Qianqiu sighed with emotion, and took off the young emperor's shirt. Then, she saw that the young emperor in a coma trembled.

Ye Qianqiu wondered.

The demon cultivators in the northern part of the underworld, no matter how weak they are, they have grown up in such an extreme climate as the northern underworld. Why is it the same as yourself, so afraid of the cold?

Moreover, she instinctively felt that this young emperor was not so weak.

Fortunately, the young emperor was lying on the couch in human form, if he was lying on the couch in the prototype, Ye Qianqiu would not know how to deal with him.

Clean, stitch, medicate, and wrap in gauze. Ye Qianqiu wrapped the wound on the young emperor very neatly.

"You were able to draw out that sword qi. Yanjun became more and more curious about Ye Qianqiu.

Simple treatment, Yanjun can do it. Demon cultivators are already physically strong, and sometimes they can heal without even treatment. This time, Yanjun asked people to find Ye Qianqiu, but it was because there was a sword qi in the young emperor's wound.

This sword qi has been destroying the young emperor's body, causing his wounds to never heal.

Looking for Ye Qianqiu, Yanjun is just a dead horse as a live horse to heal, and none of the demon cultivators in the northern part of the underworld can use a sword. As for the sword qi that removes wounds, no one knows how to do it.

Ye Qianqiu didn't answer. Sitting next to the young emperor, Ye Qianqiu took the opportunity to ask again: "Where is the little red hair?"

Yanjun's expression was subtle, but he still spoke: "Ahem, next to you." ”

Next to it, Ye Qianqiu wondered, where is there a fox here. No, no, there seems to be only one person next to him, except for Yanjun.

Turning his head stiffly, Ye Qianqiu looked at the young emperor who was in a coma with his eyes closed and still trembling like himself.

"You won't tell me ......"

Yanjun nodded.

Ye Qianqiu was stunned, Ye Qianqiu was stunned, Ye Qianqiu was stunned. Who can tell her how a Red Flame Fox, who has only cultivated for more than a hundred years, transformed into a young emperor in the northern part of the underworld?

Then, Yanjun actually began to explain.

This has to start before Yanjun left the underworld.

In the land of the north of the underworld, the biggest boss is the old man of the White Emperor. There are twelve demon monarchs under the White Emperor's seat, and most of the demon monarchs, as the legend of Middle-earth, only grow muscles, not brains, and are full of thoughts about how to kill the one who ranks higher than themselves.

Therefore, the White Emperor has one thing he particularly wants to do, and he can only ask Yanjun, a demon monarch with zero combat power.

That's right, Yan Jun is the lowest combat power among the twelve demon monarchs. It can be said that there is a demon cultivator with a higher cultivation level, but he can crush Yanjun in terms of combat effectiveness.

As for the reason why Yan Jun won the trust of the White Emperor, it was also very simple, that is, he was the one with the best brain among all the demon monarchs.

If you want to go to Zhongzhou to find someone in person, in order not to cause a big mess, it is best for Yanjun to go out.

And the person Yan Jun is looking for is the son of the White Emperor, the Young Emperor Xuanliu! That's right, the son of the White Emperor has half the blood of the Red Flame Fox clan, a half-breed child.

"The Young Emperor's bloodline has awakened, and he can't use the spells of the Red Flame Fox Clan according to your ideas. In the end, Yanjun sent a bomb to Ye Qianqiu.

As a half-breed, the little red-haired, no, and young emperor Xuanliu have both the blood of the Red Flame Fox and the blood of the White Emperor. When he became an adult, he not only awakened the racial inheritance, but also awakened the natural bloodline.

The bloodline of the White Emperor is obviously more powerful than the bloodline of the Red Flame Fox, so that the little red-haired fox has changed from a red-haired fox to a fox that has always been pure white, and now he has become a white-haired boy again.

The power of the White Emperor's bloodline is the cold air in the extreme cold of this northern land. In other words, the white-haired young man in front of him could no longer control the spiritual power of the fire attribute.

Ye Qianqiu wanted to vomit blood.

What should I do about Wei Lingkong? I originally thought that to alleviate congenital erysipelas, the Red Flame Fox Clan would have a better effect. As a result, now tell her that the little red-haired, no, and young emperor can't use the abilities of the Red Flame Fox Clan, isn't this teasing her?

Saying goodbye to Yanjun in despair, Ye Qianqiu went to the ice cellar where Wei Lingkong was locked in a daze.

Wei Lingkong's state was not good, and his eyes were red when he stood in the ice, as if he would rush out of the ice at any time. Crucially, the ice around him had already begun to melt.

Obviously, this congenital erysipelas attack was more severe than any other.

Ye Qianqiu stretched out his hand and pressed it on the ice cube that wrapped Wei Lingkong, and the spiritual power that he had finally accumulated added another layer to the ice cube.

However, Ye Qianqiu knew that this was not a long-term solution. Her cultivation is not high, and now it is discounted. Without Yanjun's help, with such a Wei Lingkong, she wouldn't have been able to go far at all.

And leaving Wei Lingkong here, Ye Qianqiu couldn't feel at ease.

Ye Qianqiu didn't go anywhere else, she sat down next to the ice cube, and then opened another map. It's a map she drew herself.

Ye Qianqiu came to the land of the north this time, and the target was the Purple Flame Ice Lotus, a treasure that had been obtained by the real person who had forgotten his worries.

Forget that real people have been congenital erysipelas, and there are two possible factors for detoxification. One is to overthrow three snow-capped mountains. Venting the excess mana in the body, as far as it seems to be, this method seems unreliable.

The other way is the Purple Flame Ice Lotus. After all, the real people who forgot their worries did get a Purple Flame Ice Lotus back then. Moreover, that thing is indeed extremely restrained against fire-based things.

The map in Ye Qianqiu's hand was based on her understanding of the Purple Flame Ice Lotus, marking out the places where the Purple Flame Ice Lotus might grow in the entire northern part of the underworld.

There are seven such places, and Ye Qianqiu plans to find them one by one.

"The first place, this is it. Ye Qianqiu stretched out his hand and pointed to the place closest to the town.

Time waits for no one, and soon Ye Qianqiu set off.

"Don't die outside before you find the treasure. Let the one in the ice cellar break through the ice and ruin my town. Before leaving, Yanjun complained while reaching out and pushed the weaving frost out: "Let her follow you, at least you can be guaranteed to live." ”

Ye Qianqiu did not refuse, she set off alone, it was indeed unsafe. Yanjun's kindness this time, Ye Qianqiu could only accept it.

Ye Qianqiu, whose wind chill was getting worse and worse, took the frost against the cold wind and headed north. The nearest one was a hill north of the town.

In the northern part of the underworld, there are not many normal mountains left. All the mountains are covered with snow. The things that can grow in this environment are basically conceived by aura.

The road is not far, but it is indeed difficult to walk at night. Moreover, without Yanjun's order, Weaving Frost would not communicate with Ye Qianqiu at all.

A man and a wolf, and before they went far, they were stopped on a slope by the wind and snow.

。 Sogou