The sky is getting brighter and the morning light is fading.
Ye Qingcheng hugged Fu Xiqin and sat against the flying monster. Her delicate body sank into the soft wings, and the warmth enveloped her.
Liu Yan'er lay on the bed and opened her eyes. The stinging pain in her arm made her take a breath of air.
Liu Yan'er looked around blankly, thinking about yesterday's events. She looked worriedly, as if she wanted to find Qing Ge's figure.
Qing Ge limped into the house, holding a bowl of medicinal soup in his hand.
"Drink the medicinal soup." Qing Ge said calmly.
Liu Yan'er looked at Qingge's knees. Qingge had put on clean clothes. There was no smell of blood on her body, but the wound on her knee must be very painful.
"Does it hurt..." Liu Yan'er's eyes turned red.
Qingge put down the medicinal soup and looked helplessly at Liu Yan'er, with a happy smile on her face.
This road is difficult to walk, with many bumps and bumps, many life and death, mental breakdown, and physical damage. If you are alone, you may not have the courage.
But she is not afraid. There are too many people who have accompanied her through life and death in all battles.
As long as I think that there is a comrade behind me, no matter how painful or difficult it is, I seem to be able to get through it.
"Sorry, I can't do anything with your hands." Qingge turned her head and looked away.
"How are your legs?" Liu Yan'er asked anxiously.
Qingge shook her head, "It can't be cured. The thorns on the iron rod are stained with some toxins and were not cleaned last night."
"How could this happen?" Liu Yan'er murmured worriedly.
"Just right, one is missing an arm and the other is missing a leg, they are a perfect match." Qingge shrugged nonchalantly and joked.
Liu Yan'er smiled helplessly, but two lines of tears flowed from her eyes.
Liu Yan'er covered her mouth and turned her head to look away, quietly wiping away the tears from her eyes.
"At least I'm lucky to have saved my life," Liu Yan'er said.
Qingge suddenly darkened his face, his eyes full of gloom, "Master Liu, my life is worthless, don't put your faith in me. I am tired of living in this world, and I don't want to bear anyone's faith, and I am even more tired."
A person without faith has a short life and wants nothing more than a fierce battle, a happy life, and a wonderful life. Mr. Liu, you are only in your twenties. Faced with the prosperity and fighting of wolves and tigers in the heaven of gods, you are afraid.
Right? So if you lose an arm that can hold a knife, you will give up on yourself. What does that mean? You still have life, why should you be a coward?"
Qing Ge walked to the bed, stretched out her hands, grasped Liu Yan'er's collar, and lifted her up hard.
Two beautiful faces are very close at hand.
Qing Ge opened her pair of sinister beautiful eyes, stared at Liu Yan'er coldly and ruthlessly, and said sonorously and forcefully every word: "I don't want to see this kind of thing like blocking my sword in Jinhua Palace a second time. If you do it because of this,
If you die, I will never collect your corpse. I will never do such a thing. Not only that, I will also kick your corpse a few times and I will spit on you. Either live or die, or vigorously, or
You can't compromise between mediocrity and mediocrity. You have a vigorous heart and are unwilling to settle for mediocrity, but you are afraid of the monsters and monsters in the road ahead. If that's the case, what are you doing with your life? Wouldn't it be better to kill yourself with a knife?"
Qing Ge's words were sharp and he spoke with a slap in the face.
Liu Yan'er opened her charming eyes wide and was stunned.
Every word of Qing Ge spoke to her heart.
She was afraid and yearned for it.
She fell from the top of the clouds into the quagmire, and no one in the world called her Master Liu anymore.
And she is not the King of Hell at the top of the Holy Dragon. Looking at the heavens of gods, there are thousands of hers, and genius is the most worthless thing.
Liu Yaner smiled bitterly.
She lowered her eyes and glanced at her hands.
The entire arm bone was scratched with a big mark by Princess Jiuque.
It hurt, but she was numb and not afraid of the pain.
"There is a master in the Medicine Sect who may be able to cure the wounds of you and me. I will wrap the wounds with medicinal powder. There will be no fighting these days, but it only lasts for half a month. After half a month, it cannot be cured. This
This will probably be the case for the rest of my life."
Qing Ge let go of Liu Yan'er and said indifferently: "Since you are a swordsman and your knife hand is disabled, are you worthy of the Waning Moon Sword that has always been with you?"
Qingge picked up the medicine bowl, held the spoon, and gently fed the medicine.
She fed him a sip, and Liu Yaner took a sip.
Liu Yan'er blinked and suddenly smiled.
In an instant, I suddenly became enlightened and awakened.
"Have you figured it out?" Qing Ge stopped feeding the medicine and wiped away the tears at the end of Liu Yan'er's eyes.
"What do you think?" Liu Yan'er raised her eyebrows, her expression was high, and there was no trace of illness.
Qing Ge burst out laughing, "It seems like he's come back to life."
The medicine bowl was bottomed out, Qing Ge covered Liu Yan'er with a soft quilt, "Let's rest a little. This is the only time we can rest for a few days. We have to cheer up in the future. We have many enemies in the Kyushu Empire."
Liu Yaner nodded.
She admired Ye Qingge very much. No matter what she went through, she could find solutions calmly, wisely and calmly.
Her body is as slender as a willow branch, yet she wants to stand tall and walk across mountains and rivers.
The girl has the world in her heart and her ambitions are everywhere.
Qing Ge limped out of the house.
In the courtyard, Ye Qingcheng still didn't wake up.
Ye Qingcheng's face was pale, her lips were pale, and her body seemed to be covered with frost.
This season is not winter, how could it be so cold at night in Qingcheng?
Qingge felt doubtful.
Qingge walked towards Ye Qingcheng holding a silk quilt.
Every time I took a step, my knees were in pain.
Suddenly, a purple figure fell from the sky.
The man is dressed in a purple robe, with picturesque eyebrows and three thousand supple black hair hanging down naturally.
He walked up to Ye Qingcheng, bent down, and hugged Ye Qingcheng gracefully and gently.
The wind lifted Ye Qingcheng's sleeves and skirt, and Qing Ge realized that Ye Qingcheng's skin was also bloodless white.
It was an almost transparent white, cyan blood vessel visible to the naked eye.
The soft song is frightening, like five thunders striking the head.
She had only seen skin like this on a few people.
Mei Qingchen, Lan Wuxin and Fen Que...
They all come from the Vampire Clan. People in the Vampire Clan drink blood for a living, but their skin is sickly pale.
"Qin Zong!" Qing Ge called to stop the man.
"Miss Ye, it's a pleasure to meet you." The man smiled slightly, but his smile was superficial, elegant, but cold to the bone.
"What's wrong with her?" Qingge asked warily.
She only heard about the famous name of Qin Zong, and also knew that Ye Qingcheng trusted Qin Zong very much, but when she saw Ye Qingcheng at this time, Qing Ge became suspicious.
Ye Qingcheng chooses to follow Qin Zong to wander around the world. Is it a good thing or a bad thing?
"Miss Ye is worried about her?" Qin Zong asked back.
Qing Ge tightened her grip on the silk quilt, and she took a few steps forward, her eyes becoming colder and colder, "Qin Zong, I handed her over to you, and I almost handed her life over to you. If you let anything happen to her,
, I will never let you go!"
"Won't let me go? You?"
Qin Zong sneered and looked up and down Qing Ge with contemptuous eyes.
"Half-demon? No, it's not a pure half-demon, but also has elf blood? You may not know that elf blood is exclusive to half-demon, and your elf blood will swallow the blood demon seeds and evolve to the second level.