Pan Fengying raised his lips and sneered: "I understand? That's right. You are so brilliant and focused on your cultivation. Naturally, you don't know what he thinks about you."
Yu Shuang frowned even more tightly.
She knew that her appearance could easily get her into trouble, so she practiced in retreat in Huashan all year round. She came here just to see how Pan Wenliu was recovering, but she never expected to be involved in such a thing.
But now is not the time to talk about these old things.
Yu Shuang held the ice crystal sword tightly, her eyes were cold: "I will tell you one last time, Miss Pan, don't make the same mistake again and again."
Pan Fengying suddenly suppressed his smile, raised his hand slightly, and the scene around him began to change crazily.
The hem of her clothes moved automatically without any wind, and her whole body was floating in the air. Her dark eyes were cold and cold, and she condensed a sword light provocatively, and rushed towards Yu Shuang!
Yu Shuang blocked Gu Qingling behind her, raised her sword and gently picked it up, then chopped the sword light into pieces.
But this was not fun. As the first sword light dissipated, the space behind Pan Fengying slowly distorted, and countless sword lights rushed towards her like raindrops, as if they were going to poke her into a sieve.
Yu Shuang's reaction was also extremely indifferent, and a blue light lingered around her, like an eggshell, wrapping both her and Lu Qingling.
Lu Qingling looked at the flowing blue light in front of her in surprise, and stretched out her hand to poke it. The blue light rippled and then gradually returned to calmness.
How amazing!
Under the protection of Yu Shuang, those sword lights were like an egg striking a stone, but they failed to cause any harm to her.
At this time, Pan Fengying slowly landed on the ground, and a scroll was spread out in his hand. His cold eyes narrowed slightly, and a terrifying force spread out immediately, causing the wooden cabinets around him to shatter, and the treasures were crushed into pieces.
Noodles.
Yu Shuang's eyes narrowed, she mumbled something, and then she raised her hand and patted Gu Qingling on the back: "Let's go!"
Gu Qingling felt that the scene in front of her was rapidly distorting, and when she came back to her senses, she had already appeared outside the Treasure Pavilion.
"Huh?"
It took her a while to realize that she had been sent out by her eldest sister!
"Little miss? Why are you here?"
There was an exclamation in the ears, and the elder Mancao walked over quickly. His eyes looked at her several times. After seeing that she was fine, he finally patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.
Elder Bianji walked over quickly, frowning tightly: "There is movement in the Treasure Pavilion... I can't detect it."
Lu Qingling looked up at the two of them and said quickly: "It's Huashan's eldest sister and Pan Fengying! They were fighting inside!"
Huashan’s big sister?
Elder Mancao was slightly startled and said: "Is the elder sister you are talking about holding an ice crystal sword and extremely beautiful?"
Gu Qingling nodded as if pounding garlic.
Elder Bianji frowned and said: "I didn't expect it to be Miss Yu Shuang, one of the three swordsmen. It seems that we were not wrong just now, but why did she come to help us?"
Huashan has always been indifferent to worldly affairs, because they don’t want to be involved in the cause and effect of others. But Yu Shuang, as the disciple with the highest cultivation level in Huashan, actually came over on his own initiative! Could it be because...
She couldn't help but think of those rumors from long ago.
Elder Mancao obviously wanted to go with her, but the current situation was urgent, and the two of them had no choice but to take Lu Qingling back to Luge.
Along the way, Gu Qingling encountered many black beasts. Under the protection of Elder Bianji, she had no danger and escaped every time.
Her little face became serious: "What are those black things?"
Elder Bianji was silent for a moment and whispered: "It's a monster."
Warcraft are creatures of the devil world. The only way to get here is to find the door to the human world, which is the vortex formed by natural spiritual power by chance. These vortexes are of varying sizes, locations, and times. Therefore, this
In the past few years, although there have always been monsters appearing in the human world, they are not large in scale or in large numbers, so they do not pose much of a threat.
But for some unknown reason today, magical beasts appeared one after another, and each one was more powerful than the last. The Gu family's children still had the strength to fight at the beginning, but as the number of magical beasts increased, they became unable to cope with it.
Seriously injured disciples were constantly being brought over. Listening to their cries of pain one after another, Elder Mancao could only lead the people in the Medicine Pavilion and try their best to diagnose and treat them.
However, after those monsters hurt someone, they would leave a strong turbid air at the wound, and there was almost no way to suppress it!
Lu Qingling pushed the door of the room open a small crack and saw the disciples lying on the ground in pain, and a steady stream of black energy came out of their wounds.
"It hurts...I, am I going to die?"
"Uh, ah!!!"
"Too many, there are really too many of those monsters! Will we all die here?"
……
Elder Mancao's face was pale. In order to suppress these turbid qi, her spiritual power was consumed very quickly, so she could only keep taking the spirit-boosting pills. But this method was very harmful to the body. When she stood up, she only felt that her eyesight went dark.
He fell straight to the ground.
"Elder Mancao!"
The disciples of the Medicine Pavilion hurriedly helped her up.
Gu Qingling was still peeking at her, but when she saw this, she couldn't stand it any longer. She rushed in quickly and threw herself on her.
"Sister Mancao! Don't continue, you will get hurt!"
Mancao opened her eyes weakly, her face as pale as paper: "I'm fine, don't come over to help me, go and treat those disciples quickly - cough cough!"
A large amount of blood fell on her clothes, which was shocking.
Gu Qingling's eye circles suddenly turned red. She stubbornly pushed Elder Mancao and forced her to sit on the chair behind her. Then she asked firmly: "If the black energy on their wounds disappears, will you be able to treat them?"
Will it be easier?"
Elder Mancao nodded hesitantly.
With the ability of their medicine pavilion, this kind of flesh wound does not need to consume spiritual energy at all, and only needs to be fed with some elixirs. The troublesome thing is the turbid air attached to the wound. Not only do they have to suppress these turbid air, but they also have to worry about it at all times.
The backlash is like doing two things at once.
After confirming this, Gu Qingling breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest with a sullen face.
The voice was crisp and childish: "Then don't worry! Leave everything to me!"
"What..."
Before Elder Mancao finished speaking, he saw Gu Qingling turning away and coming to a seriously injured disciple. She raised her hand to form a branch and slashed the man's wound!
"Uh-huh? It seems that it doesn't hurt so much anymore."
The disciple opened his eyes in shock and saw Gu Qingling's pink face. He looked him up and down to make sure that no wounds were missed, then turned and walked towards the other person, using the same method to purify the turbidity attached to his wounds.
Qi.
The people in the Medicine Pavilion were dumbfounded. They were feeding elixirs to those who didn't have turbid Qi while casting doubtful glances at Elder Mancao.
