But it was said that Qin Wanxi received a cold reception, and she was really a little annoyed, and she came to the outside of the Divine Grass Hall and kicked for a while, her anger went away a lot, and she suddenly remembered the wind spirit. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoSince the night of my brother's injury, I have stumbled and broken up, and I don't have time to see each other, and I don't know if the little girl has been in a better mood these days, so it's better to visit her now and talk about old things. Having made up her mind, Qin Wanxi walked towards the resting place of the Jingdao Gate. Senior brother's injury was no longer serious, Qin Wanxi's heart was a lot more relaxed, and her feet were also brisk, and after a while, she came to the vicinity of Feng Buyi's residence, and Feng Ling's room should be near the left. Qin Wanxi was about to step forward to call the door, but she heard a coquettish smile coming from the windy room, and the laughter was soft and graceful. Qin Wanxi was stunned, and said in her heart that the so-called heroes praised in the rivers and lakes, except for her father, were all the way! But this laughter was fascinating, and listening to it made her face flush, and she was about to cover her ears, when a sentence came from the room made her stunned.

"Ling'er, don't run, let Uncle Xiang one!" said a shrill and flirtatious voice.

Ling'er? Could it be the wind spirit? Qin Wanxi's head buzzed, and she opened her mouth wide in astonishment and hurriedly covered it, and she was in a dilemma for a while, the voice was indeed in vain, could it be that he had two nieces? Even so, it shouldn't be impossible, this... This... Qin Wanxi didn't dare to continue imagining such a scene. Ever since the day of his father-in-law's birthday was approaching, first the senior brother was inexplicably seriously injured, and now he met Uncle Jingdao's nephew and nephew, and this uncle is still the head of a faction! Strange things happened one after another, why is this? For a while, he couldn't figure it out, and he was worried that the Feng master, who was outstanding in martial arts, noticed that the wall had ears, Qin Wanxi held her breath and prepared to tiptoe away.

"Uncle Hugh wants to talk nonsense, a thin little girl, and being listened to by others, wouldn't it insult the prestige of Jingdaomen!" The originally coquettish coquettish tone suddenly turned into a serious tone.

Hearing this, Qin Wanxi's breathing was a little easier, it was indeed the voice of the wind spirit, could it be that she was coerced, and why was the laughter before?

"Ling'er, you are really a good niece of your uncle, if you are docile and obedient, I will find it boring, hahaha..."

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Qin Wanxi was hesitating whether to "draw a knife to help", and a voice came from the room that made her embarrassed. Immediately afterwards, the sound of chaotic footsteps in the house sounded, as if they were playing and chasing, Qin Wanxi really couldn't bear it, and took advantage of the noisy sound in the house, and quietly got up to leave. As soon as she took a few steps, she heard Feng Bu mention "Howling Sword Villa..."... What is the surname?", and quickly stopped, but it was far away, and all that floated over was some vague and inexplicable nonsense. Qin Wanxi was bored in her heart, but she was dizzy because of the wind, and she forgot the surname Qin of Xiaojian Villa, and left angrily. On the way back, Qin Wanxi's heart was extremely conflicted, and she didn't know whether to tell her father about it. There is also Feng Ling, who is obviously not clear with her uncle, why does Feng not want her to marry her senior brother in vain?

Cranky thinking can't help but make people fascinated, walking in the corridor, a maid walked with a tray of money, seeing Qin Wanxi's empty eyes walking towards her, she was so flustered that she forgot to dodge and almost collided together. Qin Wanxi was also startled, and stopped to ask only to know that this was a decoction to send healing to Qin Yuan, the young owner, and then remembered her father's entrustment, and after blaming herself, she took the tray and walked towards Qin Yuan's bedroom.

Walking at the door, Qin Wanxi knocked on the door but no one responded, thinking that the two of them were still talking at length. So I pushed the door and entered. Sure enough, there was no one in the outer room, "I haven't come back so late..."Qin Wanxi muttered and put the tray down, but she faintly smelled a smell of blood, and immediately became nervous and hurriedly walked to the inner room. As soon as she stepped forward, she was stunned by the situation in front of her, lying prone in front of the bed, unconscious, the ground in front of her and the head of the bed were dripping with blood. Qin Wanxi's heart felt an ominous premonition, and she trembled and walked up to the man, gently turning him over. Although that person's face was covered with blood, it was not Qin Yuan, who it was! Qin Wanxi's mind was blank, her heart was beating fast and she couldn't bear it, she forced her hand to try his forehead but there was no temperature, she stretched out two fingers and put them on his lips but there was no sound.

The huge grief knocked Qin Wanxi to the ground like a heavy punch, wanting to cry without tears. But since he is a martial arts practitioner, he always has some disposition in his bones that he does not admit defeat, Qin Wanxi forced himself to stabilize his mind and once again tested Qin Yuan's breathing. Thankfully, this time she felt a faint breath of nothingness. Qin Wanxi helped Qin Yuan up, only to see that his face was pale, his eyes were rolling, the blood in his mouth and nose had coagulated, and the slightest cyan texture appeared from time to time under the skin. Qin Wanxi doesn't like medical skills on weekdays, and at this time she is at a loss, she wants to ask her father for help, but she is afraid that the treatment will be delayed, looking at Qin Yuan, who is like a gossamer, Qin Wanxi thinks of the scene where her father heals people on weekdays, and sits Qin Yuan on the bed, and uses a few points of internal force with her left palm, aiming at the Baihui acupoint on the top of Qin Yuan's head. I was looking forward to his leisurely awakening, but I didn't expect that just as my palm was about to touch Qin Yuan, a strong suction force firmly sucked her left palm, making her unable to move. The sudden change caught Qin Wan off guard, and the internal force in her hand sank like a stone into the sea. Before he could react, Qin Yuan's body suddenly gave birth to a reaction force, shaking Qin Wanxi's palm alive, and the force was so great that it shattered the wooden board at the head of the bed. And Qin Yuan just snorted lightly, and there was no other reaction.

Qin Wanxi breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that although it had no effect, it did not cause a catastrophe, so it was better to let her father come to save her. Just then, the sound of heavy, rapid breathing stopped her steps. Qin Wanxi looked back and saw that Qin Yuan, who had not been moving at all, was wheezing rapidly, followed by a violent cough, and saliva accompanied by blood spurted out.

"Water... Water..."Qin Yuan's weak voice was mixed with intermittent coughing.

"Water?" Qin Wanxi looked around, but only saw the decoction brought before, and without thinking too much, he poured it on Qin Yuan's mouth. At the bottom of the bowl, Qin Yuan's cough gradually subsided, his breathing became smoother, and his originally turned eyes gradually reset. Qin Wanxi wiped the cold sweat oozing from her forehead, and finally put her mind at ease.

As the night deepened, Qin Wanxi settled Qin Yuan on the bed, wiped the blood stains off his face, took off his bloodstained coat, glanced at him with pity, sighed, and quietly retreated.