As soon as Wu Jingyu, who was as tall as the wind, rushed to the door, he saw Feng Qingzhuang lying on the bed with a painful expression on her face, about to bite her tongue and commit suicide. He shouted in panic
At this moment, his heart almost stopped beating, and endless fear poured out from the bottom of his heart.
He raised his right hand, and a golden spiritual energy shot out from his fingertips, touching Feng Qingzhuang's acupuncture points from the air, stopping her unconscious suicide at the last moment.
At the same time, a golden ball of light condensed in the palm of his left hand, with cold eyes, mercilessly hitting Bai Jinxiu who was playing "Return to the Soul" on the ghost flute in the room to control people's hearts and souls.
Suddenly, Bai Jinxiu was like a kite with its string cut off, and was blown away by the strong force. She fell heavily into the courtyard of the Xiangxue Plum Forest, crushing several herbs in her hand. The ghost flute had already flown away, and she didn't know it.
traced
"Fortunately, fortunately it was in time"
As fast as lightning, Wu Jingyu rushed to the bedside, hugging Feng Qingzhuang tightly, whose face was as pale as paper and her eyes were slightly dull. He murmured to himself in a trembling voice. He put a hand on her back,
Golden spiritual power was continuously fed into her body
After a stick of incense, Feng Qingzhuang regained her consciousness and clearly felt that Wu Jingyu, who was holding her tightly, was shaking slightly. However, when she thought that because of him, she was almost killed by that crazy woman Bai Jinxiu, her heart ached.
Hatred wells up
"Let me go." Feng Qingzhuang's bright black eyes were like a thousand-year-old cold pool, bone-chilling, and her voice was like winter ice, bone-piercing cold without any warmth.
"Zhuang'er, I...I'm sorry"
Wu Jingyu let go of his hand and apologized sincerely. He knew clearly in his heart that Bai Jinxiu had the reason to murder her.
"How many days will it take for your spiritual power to recover?" Feng Qingzhuang's eyes were cold and she changed the subject.
What happened today made her deeply feel the feeling of being powerless to resist and letting the mermaid be eaten. At this time, she desperately wanted to return to normal, practice "Feng Yuan Shen Jue" and improve her strength.
"I originally planned to repair your broken tendons in your hands and feet tomorrow, but I just used my spiritual power to save you. I'm afraid I have to wait one more day," Wu Jingyu said slowly with a look of guilt in his eyes.
"I understand. If that's the case, then you can come back the day after tomorrow." Feng Qingzhuang said with a cold expression and indifference.
Feeling that the heart that had just melted was frozen once again, Wu Jingyu felt indescribably weak in his heart but still did not give up, and said with a glimmer of hope.
"Zhuang'er, now that your hands and feet are inconvenient, you should let me stay and take care of you."
"You don't have to worry about it. Just go to the west wing and call Yin Zheng over to serve me." Feng Qingzhuang coldly refused.
"Well, I'll come over in two days to reconnect your veins."
There was a sense of loss and powerlessness in his voice. Knowing that Feng Qingzhuang didn't want to see him at this moment, Wu Jingyu wisely exited the room and ordered Mo Yin to hit Cui'er and huddled up until their heads were broken and bleeding.
On the ground, holding his head in pain and with dull eyes, Gan Sui got out.
He also wants to cure these two people as soon as possible. Judging from how much Zhuang'er attaches importance to these two people, if there is anything wrong with them, I'm afraid they will hate him even more.
There was a faint smell of blood in the room. When Yin Zheng came over, Feng Qingzhuang, who had gone through a great calamity, had already fallen asleep tiredly.
In the courtyard, the bleak autumn wind blew through, causing a chill
"Brother Yu, that woman deliberately angered me, and I took the murderous step when I was angry."
Seeing Wu Jingyu come out of the room, Bai Jinxiu struggled to get up from the herbs. There was still a trace of blood on the corner of her lips and she walked up to him. Her big black eyes were filled with mist, and she explained with a pitiful look,
Didn't realize his mistake at all
"I said, if you dare to do something to her, I will never let you go." Wu Jingyu's face was extremely gloomy. He approached Bai Jinxiu step by step and grabbed her neck. A strong look appeared in his cold eyes.
A fierce murderous intention
If Xiao Jinzi hadn't appeared and told him that Zhuang'er was in danger, he would have been able to rush back in time and save his beloved at the last moment. If he had moved a little slower and was a little less powerful, then...he couldn't imagine the consequences.
Thinking of this, Wu Jingyu's whole body was filled with murderous intent, and the hand on Bai Jinxiu's neck tightened.
"Yu...Brother Yu, you...can't kill me, kill...kill me, my aunt will be sad," Bai Jinxiu said intermittently as she felt the air in her chest getting thinner.
"I won't kill you, I will make you live in pain to atone for what happened today." Wu Jingyu loosened his hands and said ruthlessly.
Bai Jinxiu fell to the ground, gasping for air, letting the fresh air quickly enter her lungs. When a cold and ruthless voice floated above her head, her beautiful face turned pale in an instant, and deep terror was revealed in her eyes.
It took her a moment to realize that she was really wrong. She should not have touched that woman.
"Brother Yu, I know I was wrong. Please spare me. I promise I will never touch her again." Bai Jinxiu knelt in front of Wu Jingyu to save her.
"I have given you a chance, but you don't know how to repent. You made the same mistake again and again. If I hadn't appeared in time today, Zhuang'er's life would have been ruined in your hands. How could I have spared you?" Wu Jingyu darkened
His pupils were as deep as a pool, cold and cold, and he said ruthlessly
After finishing her words, Wu Jingyu released a golden light from her palm, covering the white brocade valve, and saw only a trace of blue smoke rising from her valve and floating in the air.
"Brother Yu, you are so cruel. You actually destroyed my spiritual power and cut off my spiritual roots. I hate you and curse you to never be happy and to be alone for the rest of your life." Bai Jinxiu's face was as pale as snow, and she fell weakly to the ground, crying.
The ground shouted angrily, water mist surged in his dark eyes, and tears fell one after another like broken pearls, feeling indescribably sad and sad.
Looking up again, when he looked at Wu Jingyu, there was no longer any infatuation in his eyes, only overwhelming hatred.
People who practice spiritual power are born with a spiritual root in their bodies. Once the spiritual root is broken, they will not be able to practice spiritual power for the rest of their lives.
"Mo Yin, send her back to the Bai family on Fengdao in the vast sea in all directions. If the master of Baidao asks, you answer truthfully."
Seeing Mo Yin coming over after Cui'er and Gan Sui had been settled, Wu Jingyu ordered in a cold voice
"Yes, young master." Mo Yin took the order and glanced at Bai Jinxiu who was lying on the ground. He held his hands in a respectful manner and said, "Miss Cousin, I'm offended."
After saying that, Mo Yue picked up the pale Bai Jinxiu without any pity for her, and with a little step, her ghostly figure disappeared into the fragrant snow and plum forest.
In the early morning two days later, the fog was thick, and the entire Xiangxue Plum Village seemed to be covered with a thin layer of white gauze, hazy and ethereal.
"Zhuang'er, it's extremely painful to connect the tendons. Are you ready?" Wu Jingyu stood beside the bed and said seriously.
"Yeah" Feng Qingzhuang nodded.
Looking up, at first glance, he was shocked. In just two days, Wu Jingyu had lost weight. His face was tired, his eyes were black and blue, as if he hadn't slept for days and nights.
haggard
"Wu Jingyu, do you want to go get some sleep first and then come back to reconnect my veins?" Feng Qingzhuang said with concern.
"Zhuang'er, if you care about me, does it mean that you are no longer angry with me and forgive me?" Wu Jingyu's haggard face showed a hint of joy and he asked cautiously.
Hearing this, Feng Qingzhuang rolled her eyes, what is this? She just didn't want to get involved with him, so she distanced herself from him. There was no such thing as forgiveness and anger.
"Wu Jingyu, I think you have misunderstood. The reason why I ask this is not out of concern, but because I am worried that in this poor mental state, if you are distracted, you may accidentally kill me.
If the tendons and meridians are connected incorrectly, then I will be miserable."
The ruthless words were spat out, Wu Jingyu was hit to pieces, and the trace of joy that had just risen in his heart suddenly disappeared without a trace.
"No need, let's start." Wu Jingyu's eyes flashed with sadness.
After saying that, Wu Jingyu sat on the edge of the bed. The golden ball of light in his palms emitted golden light, which penetrated into her wrists one by one and connected with the veins in her wrists one by one.
At first, I didn’t feel anything. After a while, a sharp, late-like pain hit me clearly, which was unbearable.
Feng Qingzhuang's face was pale, her whole body was twitching in pain, and she was covered in cold sweat. In order to prevent herself from biting her tongue, she pulled the brocade quilt and bit it tightly, preventing herself from making any sound, and endured the severe pain with strength.
After the severe pain, the golden light turned into warm currents flowing through. There was a painful and itchy feeling in the wrist, as if thousands of ants were gnawing. It was so uncomfortable that it made people want to hit the wall.
Time passed minute by minute, and an hour later, the tendons and veins in Feng Qingzhuang’s left hand were fully connected.
"Zhuang'er, how about we continue to connect the tendons tomorrow?"
Looking at the frail and pale person on the bed, Wu Jingyu's dark eyes showed a hint of distress. He raised his sleeves to wipe the sweat from her forehead and said with concern.
"No, I can hold on and continue." Feng Qingzhuang shook her head. Although the process of reconnecting her veins was extremely painful and unbearable for ordinary people, she just wanted to get better quickly and become a person who can move freely.
"Since you insist, let's continue. If the pain is too much to bear, just scream out and don't hold back," Wu Jingyu said distressedly.
Feng Qingzhuang nodded.
After another hour, the connection of the muscles and veins in her right hand was successfully completed. Feng Qingzhuang's clothes were soaked in cold sweat, and her whole body seemed to be fished out of the water.
"The pain in my feet is ten times worse than that in my hands. Can I still hold on?" Wu Jingyu asked with gentle concern, looking at the stoic person on the bed. She frowned and felt pain all over her body.
As he twitched, his heart also hurt, like needle pricks, the pain was unbearable.