"Are you the master of the Suzaku Hall?" the leader of the Kongtong Sect said in a voiceless voice.
Suddenly, five people flew out from the darkness, both men and women. The three men were all dressed in black. The two women were both in blue skirts. They walked up to Qi Ran, then knelt down with their swords in hand.
, said respectfully: "The five people of Jueying Pavilion: gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, please see the hall master." Wood and water are women, while gold, fire, and wood are men.
It turns out that everything has been set up. Qiran smiled bitterly and said lightly: "Lu Zhonglou is dead, take me away."
"Yes." The five of them kowtowed together. In an instant, everyone was no longer where they were.
***
Silent Inn.
Shui silently withdrew from the guest room, gently wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said weakly to the four people waiting outside: "Don't worry, the hall master is fine."
"Shui, thank you for your hard work." Jin said calmly.
"Lu Zhonglou's palm is not light. If the hall master hadn't used his internal strength to support it, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been able to hold on for long." Shui said calmly. Among these five people, only Shui knew medical skills. The others basically knew nothing about it.
Mu said considerately: "Shui, you go to rest first, we will keep watch tonight."
As soon as she finished her words, Qiran walked out of the room in a white dress. If she was in a red dress, she was extremely charming. Then at this time, she was in a plain white dress, with a pale face, and she seemed a bit otherworldly.
The look of fireworks.
"Hall Master, how could you come out if you are not in good health?" Seeing Qiran walking out, Mu looked worriedly at Qiran's pale face. Huo and Tu just glanced at Qiran lazily and said nothing.
Qiran pursed her lips and smiled: "It's okay, I'm also a doctor, and I know my own body best."
"But Hall Master..." Mu still wanted to say something.
Qiran interrupted her directly: "It's getting late, you don't have to stand here anymore. Let's take a rest tonight, and we'll set off tomorrow."
The four people lowered their heads, glanced at Qi Ran, and then returned to their respective rooms.
As soon as they left, Qiran frowned slightly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. It was shocking.
"Girl, if you can't stand it anymore, stop pretending." Someone on the windowsill sighed sympathetically.
Who? Qi Ran suddenly turned around, only to see a man with silver hair and blue eyes sitting on the window sill looking at her. His joking eyes were so familiar. Suddenly remembering something, Qi Ran smiled: "Mind your own business."
The silver-haired man walked up to Qi Ran, glanced at her lightly, and said sadly: "Whether you die or not is of course none of my business. If you die, I will definitely dig your ancestral grave!" After saying that, he stretched out his right index finger,
He drew a blue circle in the air. Then he placed his index finger on the center of the circle, and the blue circle seemed to be alive and integrated into Qiran's body.
Looking at Qiran's surprised eyes, the silver-haired man said calmly: "I am a demon, and demons can of course know magic. Curing a low-level injury like yours is just child's play for me."
Qiran looked at him with twitching lips, but finally said nothing. She didn’t know whether this monster had a brain or not. The structures of humans and monsters were different. To a monster, it was just a small injury, but if it were a human, it might have been a long time ago.
Dead.
Before Qi Ran could say anything else, the silver-haired men turned over one by one, climbed out of the window, and disappeared in front of Qi Ran. He came here this time to treat her injuries. Since she was healed, he didn't leave anything behind.