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Wen Yubing's lazy state suddenly stopped, she suddenly got up, the lotus step was light, her skirt was in style, her body floated out, and she didn't have time to bring the door. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"What kind of injury?" Wen Yubing's delicate face returned to coldness, her eyes were sharp, and she hurriedly asked Lin Xiaoqing, who was following behind, as she walked quickly.

"The disciple couldn't see it, and the Bei Nuxia of the Emei faction also came over. Lin Xiaoqing's voice was coquettish, her tone was low, and her speed was very fast.

The Bei Woman she said in her mouth is Pei Jinyi, the personal disciple of the head of the Emei faction, the extermination master, the Shuiyun faction and the Emei faction are not far apart, and the disciples in the faction are all women, and Emei is also willing to make friends with them, so they often have contacts.

"Bei Nuxia, why is she here?" Wen Yubing walked quickly, and after a few words, she had reached the staircase.

Lin Xiaoqing, who was tall and slender, saw that she was about to go downstairs, and hurriedly said, "It was Bei Nuxia who sent Qingya back!"

She speaks quickly, but she speaks clearly, like spitting jade beads, soft and pleasant.

Along the stairs, the master and apprentice floated like a white cloud to the living room downstairs.

Lilac carpet, the hall is quite open, two rows of tables and chairs in the middle are placed from the door to the north wall under the painting, in the painting a girl standing under the pine, her lips are flutes, staring at the sea of clouds under her feet, fluttering with a fairy spirit.

Painted a red lacquered square table, on the table are placed two celadon vases, the luster is clear, quite exquisite, two unknown bouquets of plain flowers are inserted in the vases, and the faint fragrance permeates the hall, adding a bit of feminine atmosphere to the wide hall.

At this time, there were several people gathered in the middle of the living room, Wen Yubing's three female disciples were all there, and there was a gentle woman in a green shirt, medium stature, as beautiful as a Jiangnan woman, with a long sword hanging from her waist, it was Pei Jinyi of the Emei faction.

They were in a group, helpless, looking anxiously at the woman lying on the carpet, who was dressed in a lilac gown that blended in with the carpet.

Seeing Wen Yubing coming down from upstairs, the fourth disciple Yang Yuqi's eyes were already red, and he hurriedly said, "Master, save Qingya!"

"What's the panic!" Wen Yubing's face was as usual, indifferent as before, she snorted at her, and bowed her hand to the beautiful Pei Jinyi: "Bei Nuxia is polite!"

With a mature charm, Pei Jinyi returned the salute and said apologetically: "Master Wen, I'm ashamed that I couldn't protect the niece of your Song faction!"

Wen Yubing shook her head, and while walking towards Song Qingya, who was lying motionless on the ground, she asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"There was a tragedy in Jiujiang City, I was ordered by the head of the sect to hunt down the murderer with another junior sister, but I didn't think that this person's martial arts were weird and strong, and I was invincible to my junior sister...... If it weren't for Qingya drawing a knife to help, I'm afraid it would be more than lucky,...... But Qing Ya was also slapped by him, and she was fine at first, but unexpectedly, the injury became more and more serious!" Bei Jinyi leaned down with Wen Yubing, and the cherry whispered.

Wen Yubing nodded without moving, and reached out to pick up Song Qingya's wrist.

Song Qingya was closing her eyes tightly, her face was flushed, sweat was dripping, her forehead bangs were wet, and she was close to her forehead, as if she was bathing in hot water.

Under the bright eyes of the women, Wen Yubing's eyebrows became tighter and tighter, silently put down Song Qingya's hot wrist, sighed, and uncovered the front of her light purple single shirt.

They were all women, and they had no scruples, and Wen Yubing's gaze was immediately attracted by a blood-red palm print in the middle of [***].

The skin is as white as jade, the palm print is bright red like blood, extremely dazzling, and the palm print is slightly sunken, as if it is branded on it, which makes people tremble in their hearts.

Wen Yubing stretched out her hand and compared, this blood-red palm was the size of her two palms, obviously a man with big hands.

"What kind of martial arts is this?" Wen Yubing frowned and asked herself.

Bei Jinyi beside her sighed and shook her head, although she was from a famous family, she had never seen such strange martial arts.

"Water...... Water ......" Song Qingya, who had her eyes closed, suddenly muttered and moaned softly, her beautiful face was as red as a layer of rouge, and her brows were frowned, revealing a look of pain.

Yang Yuqi, who was cold and surnamed, had tears in her eyes at this time, clenching her seductive plump lips, and hated to be able to replace her with her body, Song Qingya was her eldest disciple, and her feelings were very deep.

Song Qingya's muttering was very vague, but Yang Yuqi had heard it clearly, and immediately got up and picked up the purple sand teapot from the table next to her.

"Yuqi, just moisten your throat a little!" Wen Yubing suddenly stretched out her hand and looked at her calmly.

Yang Yuqi burst into tears, nodded, picked up the soft wattle, formed a crane fist, poured the tea into her palm, and then stretched her onion-white fingers to Song Qingya's mouth, letting the tea flow slowly down her hand.

They didn't know their condition, they didn't know whether they were afraid of water or not, and they didn't dare to give Song Qingya too much water rashly.

"Water...... Water ......" Song Qingya's originally delicate cherry lips have dried up, like a long-dry place, and the water flowing into her mouth can no longer be swallowed and overflows.

Yang Yuqi's heart was painful, she raised her disciple's head slightly, helped her swallow the tea, bit her lower lip tightly, and looked at the master sadly.

Wen Yubing frowned, her face was heavy, and she sighed heavily: "Alas-...... The heat poison has entered the internal organs,...... Yuqi, have you given Qingya the Ji Xue Pill?"

"I've taken it, but it doesn't work!" Lin Xiaoqing also had red eyes, said on the side, stretched out her hand to probe Song Qingya's pulse, and said in a low voice: "Master, the hot poison is getting more and more powerful!"

"Division...... Father...... Division...... Father...... Hot...... , it's so hot......" Song Qingya leaned weakly in Yang Yuqi's arms, muttered vaguely, and reluctantly opened her eyes, trying to see the master clearly, but she couldn't open them, and her half-closed eyes revealed a confused gaze.

"Qingya, Qingya!" Yang Yuqi's delicate body trembled, tears fell like rain, and tears slid down her cheeks and dripped onto Song Qingya's flushed face.

"Division...... Father...... Uncomfortable...... , Qingya is going to die...... Dead!" she suddenly trembled slightly, as if shivering, and her voice was loud and much clearer, so that everyone next to her could hear it clearly.

The women around them are all sad in their hearts, their eyes are full of tears, but they are powerless, this helplessness makes them hate their incompetence.

Wen Yubing suddenly sat cross-legged, sat on Song Qingya's side, helped up the delicate body leaning on Yang Yuqi's arms, and said to Yang Yuqi with a calm face: "Fuzheng! ”

If she was sure that she could suppress this raging hot poison, she would have started to do it a long time ago, and when she explored the pulse, she had already tried it, and when her internal strength encountered this hot poison, like snow encountering boiling water, it would be useless at all, but now there is nothing she can do, if she doesn't try it again, I am afraid that Song Qingya will soon die.

Yang Yuqi nodded hurriedly, not bothering to wipe away the tears, gently helped the eldest disciple in her arms up, and took off the robe on her upper body, leaving only a layer of moon-white obscene clothes.

Li Ruoyun, who had been silent all the time, suddenly took out his sword, and a cold light flashed, and the profane clothes on Song Qingya's back had been torn, revealing a back that was as smooth as jade.

Wen Yubing raised her palms and was about to stick to Song Qingya's red pink back, when she suddenly slapped it heavily and said urgently: "Oops...... Qingquan, go, go and call your senior brother!"

Xiao Yuesheng has been staying in the small valley of the cold lake since he woke up, rarely showing up in the Water Cloud Sect, and for the Water Cloud Sect, it is no different from him not waking up.

Since the establishment of the Shuiyun Sect, Wen Yubing's master and apprentice have been accustomed to solving difficulties with five people together, and they have never relied on the stupid senior brother, and they will not think of him in a hurry.

"That's right, senior brother!" Liu Qingquan has been hazy with tears, and his clear spring-like eyes seem to be endless tears, crying more fiercely than Yang Yuqi, at this time, when he heard the master's order, he suddenly saved the senior brother, jumped up, showed excitement, and tears still existed on his face.

"Master Wen, no matter what, let Qingya hold on for a while, I have asked my junior sister to hurry back to the mountain, and ask the master to come to the rescue. Pei Jinyi's beautiful face was full of Qi, she stretched out her hand to probe Song Qingya's pulse, and said to Wen Yubing heavily.

Wen Yubing smiled reluctantly, nodded, closed her bright eyes, and pressed her white jade-like palms on Song Qingya's back and two acupoints.

The internal strength of the Shuiyun Sect is feminine and feminine, and it is compatible with heat and poison, but all things are born and controlled, not absolutely, her internal force, compared to the heat poison raging in Song Qingya's body, is really a small thing, like a blank of snow thrown into the raging fire.

Song Qingya's internal organs have been damaged, and her surname is in danger, but Wen Yubing is powerless to suppress it, in desperation, she guards her heart, does not let the heat poison invade, and allows her to retain a glimmer of life, so that Qiu'er comes over, his skills should be stronger than himself, the two join forces, maybe, there is something to be done............

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"Big brother...... Before Liu Qingquan arrived at the cold lake, he let go of his throat and shouted loudly.

Her voice is crisp and pleasant, even if she shouts so loudly, people can not lose their voices, and if she urges with her skills, she can naturally hear the entire Shuiyun Sect clearly.

Xiao Yuesheng in the valley was lying lazily on the recliner he made by himself by the cold lake, squinting slightly, as if dozing off, holding a green bamboo fishing rod in his hand, and was fishing quietly.

The smell of the kitchen came from the cabin and lingered in front of his nose, and he couldn't help but praise Fluttershy for her talent for cooking, and how blessed she was!

The cold lake was clear to the bottom, but he couldn't see the bottom of the lake clearly, blocked by the sparkling waves on the surface of the lake, and the colorful glow of the sky passed through the mist, dyeing him golden red.

Hearing Liu Qingquan's shout, Xiao Yuesheng's divine thoughts escaped immediately, and in an instant, the entire Shuiyun Sect was reflected in his mind.

In Pingyue, Xiao Yuesheng almost didn't use divine thoughts, after all, the Shuiyun Sect was all women, and if the divine thoughts were opened, it would inevitably be suspected of prying and disdainful of it.

As soon as he puts down the fishing rod, Fluttershy and Affection walk out of the kitchen and walk up to Xiao Yuesheng, looking up in the direction of Taniguchi.

The two girls are still wearing floral aprons around their thin waists, and Fluttershy whispers, "Childe, I don't know what's wrong......

Liu Qingquan was careless, and the anxiety in his tone was clear when he heard it.

"It's nothing, don't worry, I'll come when I go, and I'll come back for dinner later!" Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand lightly, smiled, and then raised his voice: "Senior sister, I'll come!"

His contemplative voice was like ripples on the water, slowly coming out, condensed but not dispersed, and directly drilled into the ears of Liu Qingquan, who was galloping towards this side.

Xiao Yuesheng said, a little on tiptoe, and his body rose up, like a white cloud, slowly drifting towards the lake with the wind, not only did not fall, but had the tendency to rise higher and higher.

On the surface of the lake a hundred meters away, he only rose and fell, broke through the fog, and fell leisurely in front of Liu Qingquan's eyes, and said softly: "What's the matter, Fifth Senior Sister?!"

"Senior brother, let's go, let's go!" When Liu Qingquan saw him, he immediately stepped forward and grabbed his big hand, turned around and walked back.

Xiao Yuesheng didn't say much more, he was mainly anti-guest, pulling Liu Qingquan, like a fresh breeze, and in an instant, he had swept to the front of the Shuiyun Sect Pavilion.

Wen Yubing, who was sitting behind Song Qingya, was as pale as paper at this time, and sweat was dripping down, and behind her, the second disciple Li Ruoyun put his palms against her back, and his face was as white as paper.

Combined with the strength of their master and apprentice, they still couldn't stop the domineering hot poison in Song Qingya's body, Song Qingya's vitality quickly faded, her body continued to tremble, becoming more and more intense, and her face was as yellow as a roasted weed.

In the frightened hearts of the women, her trembling suddenly stopped, and her head drooped, and there was no more sound.

"Qing-Ya-!" Yang Yuqi, who had been biting her lip tightly and biting her lower lip to the point of faint blood, screamed miserably, grief-stricken, and made the listener cry.

"Master!" Xiao Yuesheng floated over, swept directly to Wen Yubing's side.

After calling Master, he didn't say much, and without looking at the people around him, he leaned over, stretched out his palm and pressed on the top of Song Qingya's head, who was already lying in Wen Yubing's arms, and then reached out and tore off her four-petaled profane clothes and laid them flat on the carpet.

Song Qingya**'s upper body is red and yellow, without lustre, and she can no longer see any beauty.

"Qiu'er, is there any salvation?!" asked the pale-faced Wen Yubing weakly, she was already greatly injured.

Xiao Yuesheng's solemn face regained its warmth again, and smiled gently: "Try it!"

After that, the fingers of his right hand were like electricity, and in the blink of an eye, he clicked all over several strange points in front of Song Qingya's body, and the women around him who wanted to wear it could only see a finger shadow, where the fingers were pointed, but they couldn't catch it.

Immediately, his left palm gently touched her round shoulder, lifted it gently, and suddenly turned her over, and with his right hand, he pointed at a few strange points on her back.

The hall was silent, only the faint sound of gold and iron intertwining was heard from the martial arts field of the Shuiyun Sect, and the girls unconsciously held their breath and watched him nervously perform their fingering.

After finishing Song Qingya's body, Xiao Yuesheng sat cross-legged behind her, supported her shoulder with his left palm, pressed his right hand on her life's acupoint, and closed his eyes slightly.

The women knew that he was exercising, and unconsciously became more nervous, and between a few breaths, they saw that his face began to change, as if a piece of rouge was thrown into a clear spring, and the rouge was slowly released, and the color of the spring water changed from light to light, from light to dark, and finally became red.

Song Qingya's face gradually turned red from withered yellow, and finally turned ruddy, her head was steaming, and the white gas rose into the air, like steamed steamed buns.

Seeing the change in her face, seeing that her breathing gradually became deeper from nothing, Wen Yubing and the others knew that Song Qingya's little life had finally been saved!