"Today I want you to know that not everyone in this world can be touched by you!"
Long Qian tapped Han Zhixiang's acupuncture point and pushed her down gently.
There was a "bang" sound, which made Han Zhixiang feel dizzy.
She watched helplessly as Long Qian lifted up her clothes and scratched her chest with the sharp knife in his hand.
Han Zhixiang wanted to scream, and even hoped to faint, but unfortunately, she couldn't do anything.
Long Qian didn't want to actually kill anyone. She just wanted to pay back ten times the sin her mother suffered to this bad woman!
How painful must it have been for my mother's good skin to be burned by the poison?
Han Zhixiang has harmed others and still wants to live a free and easy life? What a joke!
At this time, Long Qian was like a devil. She slashed Han Zhixiang's skin with a knife, and blood dripped, but there was still a smile on the corner of her mouth.
Mother, my daughter has avenged you!
Just when Han Zhixiang thought the nightmare was about to pass, Long Qian took out the medicinal powder and sprinkled it on her wound.
She clenched her fist tightly, but in the end she couldn't bear the severe pain and fainted.
"Let's go." Chu Dongling pulled Long Qian away without even looking at the person on the ground.
He led Long Qian out of the wing, found the mouth of a well, and drew a bucket of well water.
"Brother Long, what are you doing?" Long Qian's smile was a little bitter.
After she left the wing, she never dared to look down at her hands.
Thinking of the bloody scene just now, to be honest, I feel a little nauseous.
Chu Dongling bent his legs and squatted down, holding Long Qian's hand holding the dagger.
A chill came over him, and Long Qian bit his lip and lowered his head to look down.
The imagined blood color was replaced by a pair of white and gentle palms.
He took the dagger out of her hand and washed the blood off her hands bit by bit.
Long Qian felt warm in her heart, and the discomfort in her stomach gradually eased.
"Brother Long, don't you think I am a very cruel woman?"
The man shook his head and moved his hands a little more gently.
Long Qian didn't say anything anymore and let him wash her hands cleanly.
"Thank you!" Long Qian looked at his smooth and silky hands and stood up with a smile.
Chu Dongling picked up the dagger from the bucket, wiped it clean with a towel, and handed it back.
Long Qian took out the short sheath, took the dagger, sheathed it, and put it away.
"My mother's skin on her chest was burned over a large area. I want to go to the pharmacy in Lingyuan to bring her some medicine. Are you willing to go with me again?"
Long Qian looked at Chu Dongling and blinked.
Now that she can't do her qinggong, she still has to ask him for help.
"Where...?" Chu Dongling asked hoarsely.
Long Qian knew he was willing, so he raised the corners of his mouth and smiled happily.
"Brother Long, come with me." She turned around and jumped onto the wall.
The two of them went to the pharmacy and took away a lot of good medicine.
On the way back, they were still riding the same horse.
I don’t know where the dark clouds came from, blocking the light cast by the moon.
Especially after entering the forest, the whole world was completely covered in darkness, and I couldn't see my fingers.
"Brother Long." Long Qian seemed to smell the smell of rain and turned back, "It seems we can't make it in time. Should we find a place to hide from the rain?"
After getting on the horse, Brother Long took out a cloak from somewhere and put it on her body.
There was a thick cloak in front of him, and the man's warm arms behind him. No matter how strong the wind outside was, it had little effect on Long Qian.
But it's definitely uncomfortable to be a drowned rat on this late autumn night.
Suddenly, the howling wind was filled with strange sounds.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
From both sides of the forest, dense arrows were shot out...
