When Qing Ya arrived, Song Yi was slumped limply on the back seat of the car. The clothes on his body were already soaked. His whole body looked like he had been fished out of the water, and his eyebrows were wrinkled into a knot.
, it looks like it should be very painful.
"Miss Qingya, you are finally here. Mr. Song didn't know what happened. This happened suddenly. I said I wanted to go to the hospital, but he was not willing at all. He said he wanted to wait for you to come.
catch."
The driver was completely frightened. He got out of the car and took a look at Song Yi's condition. His legs were extremely weak.
Seeing Song Yi like this, Qing Ya was so frightened that her heart was beating fast. Sect Master, the current situation should be the same as that of the elders in the sect, but relatively speaking, Song Yi's situation is relatively different.
Better.
"I've really worked hard on you today. Go home quickly. I'll just come to Mr. Song's side. If anything happens, I'll give you a call then."
Qingya calmed the mind.
He forced a smile and wanted to send the driver away.
Seeing that Qingya didn't say anything, the driver immediately understood that his previous guess was probably true. The big boss might be suffering from some kind of disease, but he just didn't want outsiders to know.
Since he had nothing to do of his own, he must have left as soon as possible. He finally got this job, and the salary was extremely high. In addition, the boss was very busy, so he usually didn't get much when he came back.
"Okay then! I'll leave it to you, Mr. Song. If you need any help, be sure to call me."
The driver kept guessing about the relationship between the Qingya in front of him and Mr. Song.
After saying that, the driver turned around and left. This woman named Qingya often followed Song Yi, not like an assistant at work, but like someone who took care of his daily life.
After watching the person walk away, Qingya walked over, took out her handkerchief, carefully wiped the sweat off Song Yi's forehead and face, and secretly stretched out her hand when no one was around, trying to wipe it off.
The wrinkles between his brows smoothed out.
When doing all this, Qingya was very nervous, fearing that someone would see her, so she would glance around from time to time.
"Sect Master, how are you doing now?
I’ll take you back right now.”
When Qingya stretched out her hand again, she met a pair of eyes, which shocked her. Fortunately, she was still calm.
After the overwhelming pain passed, Song Yi was about to collapse. He tried desperately to resist, but unfortunately, it was of no use. The people in their sect were in the same boat as that ferocious beast.
A shared relationship.
"Okay...I'm better now. Send me back as soon as possible."
My voice is extremely hoarse, and when I speak, I always feel that I have no strength. When I hear it, I always feel that my voice is erratic.
Qingya turned around, secretly patted her chest, and let out a long breath. She thought that it would be better for her to be more careful in the future. If she was caught on the spot, she might not even have such a chance in the future.
.
If this man becomes ruthless, he may not even let himself go, let alone someone like her who is waiting for him, there will be no hope.
"After those elders fainted and vomited blood, some of your elite disciples were also in the same situation. I don't know what happened."
Qingya was preparing to help the person out of the car while reporting to him on the situation in Zhongnan.
Unexpectedly, it would be so serious this time. After Song Yi heard this, his mood was somewhat complicated. It seemed that the barrier she set up had no effect at all. Zhang Long might have entered again.
Although there were only four keys originally, they were still barely able to support the formation. Now there may be only one left. This would be a devastating disaster for their entire sect, and several elders were seriously injured and may not even be able to support the formation.
There is no way to create the key.
"I understand. Let's not say so much. I'll send it back to you. I have to go back quickly to see if there are any other methods like yours."
At this time, Song Yi is really eager to return to the sect.
Seeing that you were a man who struggled to even speak, Qingya didn't dare to speak randomly anymore, and soon she disappeared at the door of the villa with the people, and the tens of millions of cars were casually thrown away where they were.
For people like them, the most important thing is life anyway. Those external things are sometimes the icing on the cake, but sometimes they are nothing.
Sun Ruonan herself didn't know what was going on, but she suddenly walked to the door of Song Yi's villa. She was a little annoyed, and when she was about to turn around and leave, she saw Qingya supporting Song Yi.
"This bitch man keeps telling me what this woman has, but the two of them are already living together."
Sun Ruonan was hiding in the dark, and you didn't even look at her. Qingya helped Song Yi enter the villa.
Moreover, Qingya also knew the password of this villa, and what was even more outrageous was that there were even fingerprints. After watching the two people enter, Sun Ruonan felt angry deep in her heart.
She has been urged by her mother, and she is somewhat unhappy. She is afraid that if she stays at home all the time, she will get angry at her parents if she disagrees with her, so she ran out. But Sun Ruonan has not been back for three years. Those good friends she used to have
, all of them are married and have children, and there is no one left to chat with her.
Qingya's entire attention was on Song Yi, so she really didn't pay much attention to whether there was anyone near the villa. If she wanted to quickly return to the sect, she could only go through the passage here, which Song Yi specially
Opened.
"You guys, hurry up and help. Help carry the sect leader in."
After returning to the sect, Qingya was almost paralyzed with fatigue. When she saw someone, she quickly shouted.
After the few people heard this, they were obviously stunned for a moment, but they quickly turned around. One of the young men quickly calmed down all the expressions on his face and ran over quickly.
"Sister Qingya, is the sect master injured?
He looks quite weak."
Qing Ya is not sure what Song Yi's condition is now, but it seems that he is not injured yet.
After returning to the sect, Song Yi finally felt a little more relaxed. Although the energy here was thin, there was still some good energy. Even if he didn't run the technique, his body could automatically absorb the energy. More or less, he could
Relieve the pain caused.
"It's nothing, don't talk nonsense. The sect leader is just too tired."
When she saw the people in front of her clearly, Qingya felt a little regretful.