"That...... I'll try to come back and save you. ”

Dumping Junmo suddenly felt a little embarrassed, he couldn't pretend to be stupid in front of Huaxin, but he couldn't reveal his identity and recognize her now.

Huaxin didn't care about those details at this time, and only struggled to admonish, "Can you save me...... It doesn't matter you...... If you miss me...... Death saves you by grace, and it will be ...... I'm going to ...... for me Stop King Yi. ”

"If you die, what does King Yi have to do with me? He looked up at the entrance of the cave that suddenly opened up, and then looked back at the painting heart and said, "Wait for me, if you dare to die, I will trick King Yi into sacrificing to Baili." ”

"Don't worry, if I haven't seen him, how can I be willing to die. Huaxin smiled at Tilt Jun Mo, and said in a low voice, "Thank you." ”

Regardless of whether he is the emperor or not, this thank you is from the bottom of my heart.

When Xie Pingshui met, he was willing to sacrifice his life to protect each other.

Second, Xie met again in the next life, and he could ignore his previous suspicions.

first said "I'm sorry", and then said "thank you", which made Junmo feel very emotional, in the past 10,000 years, he is not the only one who has changed?

The reunion of the old people is unknown.

There are many conspiracies, layers of trickery, plausible, and it is impossible to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

The cold wind outside the cave swept in, blowing the Lingtai of the Fallen Monarch Clear. He knew that the current situation was critical, and it was not a good time to renew the past, so he quickly made up his mind, took a deep look at the painting heart, no longer chattered, stepped on the stone wall and turned out of the hole, and did not go back to the mountain.

As soon as Junmo left, the breath that the painting heart was holding on immediately leaked, slumped down, and breathed the fresh air greedily on her back, and the bright sky light made her trance-like for a while, and the ice and snow fell all over the sky, cold and biting.

The painting heart squinted slightly, in the snow, she seemed to see a touch of aqua blue cloud sleeves floating, fragrant and fragrant, she moved her fingers, but she was powerless to grasp, and when he leaned over to hug her, it turned into a plain white ribbed monk's robe, the face was like a crown of jade, eyes like a star, handsome and gentle, like a god descending from heaven, like a Buddha in the west.

"Junyi ......"

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Today, there is a thick fog in Qingcheng, the fog is heavy, and no one can be seen from an arm's length.

After about an hour or two, another gust of wind blew away the thick fog.

When the dense fog dissipated, Yu Xi was extremely tired, and he was lying down in the octagonal pavilion on the shore of Qingyin Lake to rest.

The blue waves on Qingyin Lake are rippling, the water vapor is thick, the surrounding lakes and mountains, the green grass is thick, the mountain shadows are overlapping, and the green is shaking and swaying. On the icy and snowy ground, there seems to be a night of spring breeze, blowing green in the eight suburbs and four fields.

Looking far away, lingering green.

Qingcheng hasn't been so vibrant for many years.

Because of the recklessness of the feathers, the immortal method was cast in a dense fog hidden immortal posture, and the wind dispersed the dense fog, and the road was slippery after the snow, which was really inconvenient to travel, so there were almost no patients in Hejitang today.

He Guang Tongchen distributed the prescription for Gu Solution, dispensed the medicine with people, and then delivered the medicine door to door. In order to prevent suspicion of the Baili Festival, it is only said to the outside world that it is an ordinary prescription for cold diseases.

After everything was ordered, Heguang Tongchen himself was idle.

It's easy to think crankily when you're idle, and the light and dust feel more and more uneasy, and in my mind, I will be hesitating to talk and stop talking last night, and I will be the abnormality of painting my heart to laugh and cry this morning, which disturbs his Buddha's heart.

He Guang Tongchen was pondering whether to go back earlier today to see, and a reckless hairy boy suddenly broke in outside the door, dressed in light blue clothes, which was a very decent satin brocade, but it seemed to have suffered some kind of disaster, and he was in tatters, and there were dozens of abrasions on his body, either blue or swollen, although it was not very serious, but it was really hurtful.

Heguang Tongchen is ready to see a doctor, and in the past, patients came, as long as his consultation place was vacant, he has always been the best choice for patients, which has become the consensus of Hejitang.

Looking at the blue-clothed young man gently, He Guang Tongchen found that the young man just swept his eyes lightly, and walked calmly to the clinic of another disciple of Heji Hall, and did not sit down, stood up straight, and asked directly, "Is there any spirit grass?"

The voice is not low, and the tone is not very kind.

If...... With more knives in hand, it looks ...... Probably like he's here to rob.

The white-clothed son frowned, and then smiled gently, "The spirit grass is rarely used in medicine, I don't know what the little brother is going to do?"

It is also rare, and the medicinal properties are unique, and many medicinal materials are incompatible, so it is difficult to enter the prescription, but if it is used skillfully, it will have miraculous effects, which can be a life-killing poison or a life-saving medicine.

Such precious and rare medicinal materials are only available to them and Jitang.

"Do you say there is one!" Tilt Junmo stepped on the half-leg-high bench, half-squinting, and seemed to be in a bad mood.

The white-clothed disciple looked embarrassed, "Hejitang has its own rules of Hejitang, if you don't know the pathology, you can't apply medicine at will." ”

"Give it to him. ”

He Guang Tongchen glanced at Jun Mo lightly, and said coldly. He found that the young man in blue was full of coldness when he faced others, and every time he looked at him, his eyes would be a little gentle, a little eager, and a little evasive.

After receiving the order of Heguang Tongchen, the white-clothed disciple did not dare to slack off, and immediately got up to get the medicine, because the spirit was relatively special and not commonly used, and it was not placed in the medicine cabinet of commonly used medicinal materials in the medicine hall, so he had to go to the back hall to get it.

During the waiting time, Dump Junmo and Heguang Tongchen looked at each other quietly, standing and standing, embarrassed, and gentle. After looking at each other for a long time, he smiled gently, his smile was warm, his eyes were like stars, bright and pure.

Dumping Jun Mo was stunned for a moment, and glanced at it uncomfortably. When the old people met, although Jun Yi had changed his appearance like him, he still recognized his bright and warm eyes, as well as his light and breezy aura.

He Junmo thought that He Guang Tongchen would ask him what he wanted to do to "return the spirit", but he saw him smile gently, and then lowered his head and continued to read the medical book in his hand.

It is rumored that Qingcheng Yaozun and Guang Tongchen read all the medical pharmacopoeia at the age of ten, traveled for two years, and created the world's highly respected medical book book "He's Practice of Medicine" at the age of twelve, including hundreds of classics, supplemented by specific cases, there is no lack of various exquisite prescriptions in the book, most of them are ordinary herbs, cheap and easy to obtain, universal people, it is for the benefit of all people, its medicine is wonderful, doctors are all surprised, it is in this information closed Kyushu continent, it is still widely circulated, a book becomes famous, and enjoys a reputation in all directions.

Nowadays, what other medical books are worth his medical expertise?

Or is he suffering from some incurable disease and is helpless for a while?

Suddenly, Dump Junmo remembered the painting heart, when he took her pulse, he already knew that she was poisonous and easy to resolve, but her heart was difficult to treat, could it be ...... And the light and dust are for her?

Dumping Jun Mo also lowered his eyes.

Yes or no, just give it a try.