Yue Hongling thought that since she had little management experience, it would be very troublesome to clean up the current big mess.

Facts have proved that the people of the Spirit tribe have long been paralyzed by the threat of the male holy angel.

"First take the rebels into custody and set a day for trial."

Immediately, twenty or five maids responded quickly as if they had found a backbone: "Yes."

Yue Hongling glanced at them and thought to herself, I see you are so respectful now. If the situation were different, would you want to help your saint rip me apart...

In the end, he did not say this out loud. He just said: "Go to the graveyard in batches to treat the injured and clean up the scene. Those who should be buried will be reburied."

"yes."

"Which of you usually has more contact with the outside world? Go to a manager and deal with the spies in Taoyuan Town."

"I go."

"Send a team of people to take over Dali. Bai Miao has no backbone at this time. We can defeat them in one battle. If not, we will go to Xuenao."

"I'll do this."

Yue Hongling searched and thought for a long time. She felt that there was still a lot to say, but she couldn't think of anything. She could only say angrily: "The other things are stable, guard the temple and the palace, and call the best doctor here. This time I want to

There are a lot of people to treat.”

After a pause, he said angrily: "Including myself!"

She also felt like her bones were about to fall apart, and not a single good piece of flesh was broken. She had to help the man hold down the stronghold and carry him back. The vixen, who was obviously not hurt or in pain, fainted easily. She couldn't even do anything and needed more help.

take care of.

What's the point of breaking the poison? You're looking for trouble.

Fortunately, things have been assigned, and the spirit tribe is operating in an orderly manner without being in chaos. Yue Hongling carried Zhao Changhe to the palace, found a room and got in. Just after putting the person on the bed, she was spinning for a while and almost hit the man.

On the body.

She gritted her teeth and pushed herself up, crossed her legs and closed her eyes, doing self-healing exercises.

Changhe believed that he was by his side so he wouldn't hold on, he felt at ease and fell into a coma, and he had to guard it no matter what.

The sun is setting in the west, and the moon is rising above the sky.

Yue Hongling felt a strange transformation in her spirit and spirit.

She knew how many people she had saved this time... She went to the Miao border with Zhao Changhe twice, and saved more people than she had saved alone in many years. She was very enlightened last time, and even more so this time.

Intuitively, it's like the spiritual platform was suddenly opened by something, and endless spiritual energy from heaven and earth was absorbed and poured into it, as if it fit into the universe.

If Jianghu Xingxia is a kind of Tao, when this Tao reaches its extreme, is it a kind of imperialism?

What does this mean? Maybe it's false, I don't know.

But Yue Hongling knew that the moment she left her hand with the sword and could still stab the Black Miao King with all her strength, she was truly "wielding the sword".

The sword control in ancient rumors is not just about using the method of controlling objects to control the sword, nor is it just about letting the sword spirit operate on its own, it is about the heart and sword being the same, and wherever you look, the sword is going.

It seems that there is still one level left before she can completely break through. When she breaks through, she will be in the sword control realm of Yue Hongling.

Therefore, even Wu Hao's superficial spiritual intelligence felt that Yue Hongling and Zhao Changhe were fully matched, and their iron will to persist in making progress even when they were seriously injured was carved from the same mold...

And... you can still maintain sufficient vigilance during the practice of meditation.

"Choke!" The long sword suddenly came out of its sheath and pointed out the window.

Sisi was sneaking in from the window when a sword was pointed at her neck. She was so frightened that she twisted in the air and raised her hands high: "It's me!"

Yue Hongling sheathed her sword angrily: "You don't want to die? I am most nervous at this moment, any trouble..."

Before he finished speaking, Sisi cut off quietly: "I guess you are tense at the moment, but I thought you were so comfortable that you were tense..."

"?" Yue Hongling was not afraid of talking dirty words to her, and said speechlessly: "Do you really think he is made of iron?"

Sisi looked her up and down, and sighed: "I think you are made of iron. You are injured like this, and the wounds are almost caked together. You should go heal them. I am here."

Yue Hongling's face was expressionless: "Originally, it was okay, but what you just said made me feel that you were up to no good and wanted to steal something."

Sisi said: "I just want to eat it secretly. Can he eat this ball of noodles now? Do you really think he is made of iron?"

Yue Hongling: "..."

Sisi sighed and said: "I brought a doctor to see him, and also arranged for the best witch doctor to treat your injury. As long as you are not as stubborn as my master, this kind of trauma is really not difficult."

Yue Hongling said: "What do you mean, you will wake up soon?"

"Well... I fainted from the pain, but I wasn't hurt. Of course I woke up soon."

"I secretly advised you at the beginning. Do you still think it is necessary? Are you looking for trouble? What does it mean to have a sense of participation? I'm afraid you are seriously ill."

Sisi shook her head without hesitation: "The so-called sharing of pain perception is not just sharing, but sharing to a certain extent. It probably helped him share close to 10%... He may not feel much pain himself, but maybe

The difference is less than 10%, which allows him to hold on even more."

Yue Hongling glanced at her sideways: "I shared less than 10%, how much did you feel?"

Sisi scratched her head: "50%. I can't stand even 50%. I really don't know how he can withstand it..."

The injury reduction is less than 10%, and you have to share 50% of the pain and blood loss business. It doesn't really reduce the injury, it just reduces the pain a little bit, and the damage is not less.

Yue Hongling wanted to call her an idiot but couldn't. Looking at Sisi's enchanting face, a poem suddenly came to her mind: "The exquisite dice and the red beans are embedded in my bones. Do you know I miss you so much?"

No one would have thought beforehand that Miao girls, who were thought to be the most unreliable, could be so persistent in their love. Perhaps it is their characteristic that they dare not be emotional easily, because once they are moved, they will be unwavering.

There was an old witch doctor knocking on the door gently. Yue Hongling turned her head and glanced, and suddenly whispered in her ear: "He can hear what I just said."

Sisi's eyes widened and her cheeks turned red: "You, you, you..."

"Hee..." Yue Hongling pinched her face: "You are only allowed to put on makeup to trick me, but I can't trick you even once? Okay, I'm going to treat the injury, and I'll leave it to you. Don't eat the noodles randomly."

Si Si stamped her feet and said angrily: "Who wants to eat noodles!"

Yue Hongling had already stepped out and disappeared in a flash.

Sisi looked at the smiling old witch doctor outside the door, feeling ashamed and angry: "Why are you laughing? I'm here to heal the injury!"

The old witch doctor put away his smile and knelt down devoutly beside Zhao Changhe's bed. He kowtowed three times before slowly getting up and said solemnly: "Don't worry, holy lady, even if I use the life-changing Gu, I won't let anything happen to the holy envoy."

.”

Sisi sighed and said: "Come on, you might only be able to give him one more breath if you give up your life. He won't die that easily. You need to take good care of him so that he won't be crow-like."

The old witch doctor stepped forward and inspected it for a while, and was amazed: "This body... its aggressiveness, resilience, and strength increase are so powerful. If a woman is... uh..."

Sisi: "..."

I know he is just like a cow, you don’t need to tell me!

Apart from the matter of men and women, when it comes to real fights, facing Zhao Changhe's opponent is indeed very stressful, and he is too aggressive. It would be great if he could also develop a set of defensive skills to make up for his shortcomings. Don't do it again and again.

This virtue has been damaged. Unfortunately, offense and defense often require trade-offs, and it is difficult to have both. Otherwise, with his miraculous fortunes over the years, he would not have been missing this point. Xuanwu is an expert in defensive warfare, and there is nothing he can do to make up for it.

superior.

The old witch doctor quickly frowned as he examined it.

Zhao Changhe's injuries this time were very mixed, including those caused by the backlash of the blood evil, those caused by the shock of the spirit-soul duel, those injured by various erosions and shocks from the Yin evil's power during the battle with Yin Kui, those injured by the thunder and lightning of the divine ax, and those brought with him.

Injury to archery and imperial axe leads to severe overdraft. In fact, each of them is not heavy. When combined, it looks ugly, as if there is no good piece of meat in the whole body. However, in the hands of an experienced doctor, sorting them out one by one, it will not matter at all.

Not difficult.

It's just that the treatment method is a bit scary. If Zhao Changhe was allowed to watch it soberly, he would probably refuse it like Ye Wuxing did.

For example, if he is lacking blood, the old witch doctor takes a toad and a venomous snake and puts it on his body, and directly bleeds it to replenish his blood... Can this kind of blood be used against him? Can he really not heal people?

But under the operation of the witch doctor, not only did it really make up for it, but it even made his Qi and blood a little stronger. For example, the noodles turned into fried dough sticks without realizing it.

Sisi: "..."

The old witch doctor finished the treatment slowly and said with a smile: "The Holy Envoy's injury is not serious, but he has lost his soul, energy, and blood. He needs more rest. We have more holy medicine to replenish him... It just so happens that my clan's energy and blood are weak.

The treasure is uniquely endowed by nature, and the Juntian Blood Jade is also very effective for this... There is no need to worry about the lack of replenishment. The saint's body can be healed no matter how much it is replenished. Hmm... If the saint is willing, the method of plundering the virgin's blood can also be used...

"

Sisi immediately interrupted: "No!"

"It's the old man who made a mistake." The old witch doctor packed up his things and said with a smile, "Then I won't bother you with this matter of waiting..."

Sisi almost kicked him out.

I didn’t even mention going out and calling a maid to do the job. In your eyes, I’m just a maid, right?

The old witch doctor left and closed the door. Sisi's eyes fell on Zhao Changhe's naked body. The body was crisscrossed with scars, blood stained everywhere, and there were also the dirt left by various poisonous insects crawling on it, making it ugly and smelly.

Sisi bit her lower lip and looked at it for a long time, then whispered: "Get a basin of water and come in."

Soon, two or five maids came in with water, put it on the bedside, and were about to wipe it for Zhao Changhe.

Sisi snatched it away: "If you have anything to do with me, just go and go!"

The maid was dumbfounded: "You are the maid and I am the maid?"

Sisi: "..."
To be continued...