Yang Ziyun pulled the bow and arrow, reached it in her hand, saw it in her eyes, and aimed it at the target, and shot an arrow over, hitting the red dot in the middle.

She was practicing the lonely cloud-piercing arrow in loneliness, and then, with a long neigh, she turned over and got on the horse, harnessed the horse to draw the bow deeply, slowly drew the arrow, and shot it. The arrow was like a spark bursting into the wood. She was distraught, feeling like she had never been so anxious and irritable.

She felt that she had never been so lonely, lonely yellow flowers were cold and cold, and the heavy clouds were scattered and the sky was bright. Her archery skills shifted more and more from the target, and the summer rain came as soon as it came, and suddenly it began to rain sadly, like a beautiful woman who shed tears. The light clouds were white last night, and this situation can be chased. The rain gradually began to fall, and the intimate two-point kiss wet her mane.

A lonely self was lost in the rain again, and she had tears and tears like the sky. She has a love and a gorgeous color like the morning glow, she has a drop of rain and a tear, and she can't exchange it for a lovesick lover's smile. She didn't care to look at the scenery, and cut it into the scenery in the rain. She practiced unintentional things without intention, and she was bound by unintentional things by unintentional people.

Bunches of rain crossed the sky. Floating and sinking, the smoke is empty, fluttering, the twilight is stirring, the momentum is magnificent, and the swamp is depressed. It becomes a pothole, splashes high, and the rain seems to be refreshing. A person swayed from a distance, and Yang Ziyun's eyes were wet with rain. She stood a hundred paces away, three arrows on board. She was stunned for a long time, as if she was in no mood and sighed to herself.

She silently calmed down, staring intently at her target. Despite the interference of the raindrops, she almost forgot to cut at this point, and the distant shadow was nearer. The three arrows she pulled tightened, and suddenly the figure shifted a little, appearing in the middle of Aster's fixed line of sight. The arrow in her hand went away out of timidity, and one of the arrows in the middle shot through the original one. And it passed through the center of the wood, and shot into the person behind the wood.

The other shot to the right and the man fell, and the man fell silently. Poured in the rain, poured in a pool of blood. Aster Ning went over and found that it was him, Li Qingtian woke up sweating profusely, and he was about to move to find that his body was bandaged, and there were blood marks on it.

A kind of hot heat welled up in his heart, and a kind of pain flooded his body, Li Qingtian shouted. At this time, Tulip and Yang Ziyun ran over, and Tulip asked, "Seventh sister, who is this person." ”

Yang Ziyun said in a low voice: "If you look at it yourself, won't you understand?"

Tulip walked forward to look at it, and she couldn't recognize who the monk was.

She asked, "Little monk, you are not dead, who are you?" ”

"It's hot, it's hot!" he turned around a few times before Tulip remembered that the monk was her designated Li Shusheng.

At this time, the little plaything also jumped over, and she stretched out her head to see, "Who is this person!"

She grabbed the monk's hand with her hand and wanted to lift the monk up. But as soon as he touched it, he had a burning sensation that passed from his hand.

Tulip said: "How could he be so burning." ”

She took a closer look and exclaimed, "Ah! It turned out to be a little apprentice, why did he become a monk?" ”

Li Jingtian turned around and saw that they were all there, not only did he not bring them joy, but made them feel guilty, only feeling that they had no shame to see them, and they couldn't leave here. Tulip knew that Li Qingtian's mood at this time held Li Qingtian down and said: "Actually, three hundred and sixty lines are the champion, if you become the abbot of Shaolin Temple one day, then our seven sisters in Chashan still ask you to take care of it." Even if you still know us, then stay with peace of mind. ”

At this time, a kind of cold air invaded, and the tulips suddenly felt like they were in a three-foot ice cellar. As soon as the cold handle was released, it quickly retracted as if it were electrocuted. Li Qingtian was lying on the bed, wrapping himself in a quilt, his teeth chattering unnaturally up and down.

Tulip said, "Why is it so cold?"

Yang Ziyun recalled that her senior brother looked the same as him now, she walked over and touched his forehead with her hand, and quickly withdrew it. Monk Li curled up and saw that the bamboo pavilion was surrounded by water. He was about to jump, but the stunned Yang Ziyun said, "Don't let him dive." ”

The tulip grabbed him with a long silk and hooked him up with all her might. Yang Ziyun said: "He and his senior brother suffered the same injury, when the senior brother soaked in the hot spring and died. ”

Tulip agrees with her, seeing him feverish. She said: "He is hot and cold, and he doesn't know what kind of illness it is. ”

Li Qingtian said goodbye to the two of them and said, "Miss Yu, Miss Yang, my injuries are incorrigible, my master retired from the old monk, and your senior brother all died on this kind of martial arts. ”

The little playboy cried out, "Ah——! you still have a master!

"Martial arts, what martial arts are so mysterious. Tulips and Yang Ziyun said at the same time.

Yang Ziwan said firmly: "There are thousands of martial arts and wonders in the world, but wherever martial arts go, there must be a medicine for salvation." ”

Tulip nodded when she heard this, and the little playboy begged: "Two sisters, although he is really useless, not only can he not get fame as you want, but he will escape into the empty door." But he is still a good monk, you must save my little apprentice. ”

Tulip and Yang Ziyun were stunned, and they didn't know how to do it for a while, at this time Li Qingtian's body turned hot again, he grabbed his heart with his hand, and the wound was bleeding again. They were silent, and after a while Tulip said, "I don't know if it's okay." ”

"What doesn't work, it's better to be a dead horse as a live horse doctor, or else Heng and Zhi will also die. Tulip knows a little about medicine and said: "I think that snow lotus has grown in a cold place in the high mountains for a long time, and it should be able to cope with the cold in his body." The Changbai Mountain ginseng has the effect of invigorating blood and dissipating heat, if you take these two things together, I don't know if there is one. ”

Yang Ziyun was silent for a while and said, "Okay, I'll go and try the medicine for him, whether it's useful or not, it's also a glimmer of hope." ”

She got up and walked, and at this time, Li Qingtian turned cold again. But he soon recovered again, exhausted and fell asleep with his head on his back.

Yang Ziyun made snow lotus and ginseng into medicine, and brought them to him to take, hoping to use them a little. She walked in, and Tulip said: "Seventh sister, there are still some things in my house, if I don't go to the miscellaneous master, the master will blame me, I'll go first." ”

Yang Ziyun nodded, she mixed the medicine with her hands, and then said, "Little play, you can feed this medicine to your apprentice!"

He refused and ran out to play, saying, "Ah! How good is the air outside! Sister Yunyun is still waiting for me to play?"

She bounced away again, and sat there waiting for a while. She saw that the medicine was almost cold, so she had no choice but to pick it up herself and feed it to his mouth with a spoon. But he fell asleep with his mouth closed, and the medicine slipped from his mouth. She took another sip and found that he couldn't drink it. However, she saw that his breath was gradually weakening, and at this time she couldn't care much, and was bent on saving people from fire and water.

So, she drank half a sip and fed her with her mouth. But when she saw that he was a monk, she stopped, went to the side and found a small hollow bamboo tube, and inserted it into his mouth. Then the other end fed the medicine little by little with his mouth. The medicine was almost finished, and only the last sip was left, and she drank it in her mouth and leaned down to face the small bamboo tube.

But at this time, Li Qingtian opened her eyes and looked at her, she also saw him wake up, and couldn't help but panic for a while, that is, the medicine that caused him to swallow into his stomach, and the two people touched each other with a bang, mouth-to-mouth bumps together, two people in two moods and two worlds. was originally a life-and-death rival, but now it seems to be a pair of lovers. It's just that monks can't do these immoral things, there are always people who say that it is long and short, and Li Qingtian left that little bit of vermilion kiss marks on his mouth!