The villain is cold and attractive

Shen Qingxiao was drowsy all the way, leaning on Jiang He's shoulder half asleep, until after a long way out of the dungeon, Jiang He said to him, "Someone is here."

Shen Qingxiao struggled to open his eyes to look, but the eyeballs hurt from the flames.

Among the group of people running towards him in the distance, Zi Yuan was the first to bear the brunt. Jiang He took a long breath and spotted a young Taoist in Tsing Yi among them with sharp eyes.

"City Lord!" Ziyuan and the sword servants hurriedly saluted, "Madam, are you alright?"

Noticing that Shen Qingxiao was lying on Jiang He's back, his clothes were still stained with blood, obviously injured, the first-class sword servants all showed worried and remorseful expressions.

Jiang He shook his head and looked at the Taoist in Tsing Yi.

The Taoist in Tsing Yi nodded and said, "Master Jiang, I'm Song Yun."

The elder of Hanshan Sect.Jiang He suddenly realized, because he was carrying Shen Qingxiao on his back, he couldn't free his hand, so he could only nod his head in salute, "Elder Song, are you going to find a disciple?"

"Exactly." Song Yundao: "I heard from Fellow Daoist Gu that he found my disciple, but he didn't know where he went. City Lord Jiang, what about the demon cultivator?"

There was a vast darkness behind him, and no one could be seen.

Jiang Hedao: "I ran away, my wife was seriously injured in order to save me, so I didn't go after her."

Song Yun understood: "City Lord Jiang takes his wife to heal the wound first, and I will leave the rest to you."

After exchanging pleasantries with Song Yun, seeing Shen Qingxiao frowning tightly on his brow dripping with cold sweat, Jiang He didn't stay any longer, and ordered several sword servants to go with Song Yun and left.

This night was in a hurry, people came and went, Jiang He didn't have time to find anyone else, just like Gu Yunzhan who was forgotten in the corner.The young man clenched his fists tightly and stared at Jiang He who was leaving with Shen Qingxiao on his back.

"Ah."

Jiang He sneezed for no reason, and Ziyuan and the others who followed along the way asked him if he wanted to hand over Shen Qingxiao to them, Jiang He shook his head, anyway, it was not too far to Qinglianju.Perhaps because he was woken up by the sneeze, Shen Qingxiao pulled Jiang He's hair and said in a hoarse voice, "Take me back to Moon Tower."

"You're awake." Jiang He didn't understand, "Why do you want to go back to Moon Tower."

Shen Qingxiao didn't explain, but insisted, "Send me back."

Seeing that his brows were tightly furrowed, Jiang He had no choice but to compromise, who let Jiang Yu and Jiang Yu get hurt desperately just to save him?He casually threw the sword he had taken all the way to Ziyuan, and turned around to go to Mochizuki Tower.

Although Ziyuan and the others were confused, they wouldn't ask more questions about their master's affairs.

Walking through the Meilin corridor, you can count to the downstairs of Mochizuki.

Along the way, Shen Qingxiao didn't fall asleep again, and kept coughing up blood, even the clothes on Jiang He's shoulders were stained with blood, but she was frightened, and hurried to the door downstairs, Ziyuan had already thoughtfully opened the door and lit the lamp.

Shen Qingxiao patted him on the shoulder, "Put me down."

Like calling a horse, Jiang He sighed, and squatted down halfway. Shen Qingxiao's injuries became more and more serious. After his feet touched the ground, he obviously couldn't stand still, and he barely stood up with the door frame. Jiang He and Zi Yuan wanted to help him Bundle.

Shen Qingxiao waved his hands, "I'm fine, you all go, I'll recover after a while."

Now, not to mention Ziyuan and the others, even Jiang He was dumbfounded.

"What are you resting for? You should heal your wounds first."

Shen Qingxiao supported the door frame and said: "No need." Because he was uncomfortable, he had no expression on his face, and he had no patience at all, which sounded a bit fierce.

Jiang He was stunned for a moment, wondering: "How can you not heal the wound if it is so serious?"

Shen Qingxiao supported his forehead and said: "If I say I don't need it, then I don't need it, you go right away!"

"No..." Jiang He was very puzzled, "Why are you losing your temper so well? I know you are hurt and uncomfortable, so you should go to the doctor first. I don't see you so self-willed..."

"I don't need you to care about it!" Shen Qingxiao endured to the limit, gritted his teeth and glared at Jiang He, his anger was a little inexplicable, but he managed to stay calm and didn't shout angrily, "I want to rest, you all go, there is no need to come."

"Hey!"

How can there be a patient who is so disobedient, poisoned and internally injured, doesn't this need healing?Jiang He still wanted to argue with reason, but Shen Qingxiao had already entered the door and quickly closed the door.

Jiang He rubbed his nose, looked at the candles inside through the window paper, and thought about it, he calmed down, and said outside the door: "Then I will send some medicine to treat internal injuries?"

"Need not!"

Shen Qingxiao's angry reprimand came from inside the room.

Zi Yuan and the other sword servants looked at each other, not understanding why the city lord quarreled with his wife, and what the city lord did. The injury was so serious that the lady was so angry that she didn't even want to heal her wounds, and the city lord coaxed her gently for a long time...

Then, the candles in the house were extinguished.

Seeing Shen Qingxiao's attitude, Jiang He had no choice but to shut up, maybe he will heal himself?He sighed silently, turned around and told Ziyuan, "Go get some elixir for internal injuries, just put it in front of the door, and find a few people to wait outside, don't get too close, and don't disturb Madam's peace."

Zi Yuan lowered her head and said yes.

Since Shen Qingxiao didn't want them to stay here, Jiang He had no choice but to leave. When he walked down the stone steps, he saw the blood on his shoulder and was startled. Thinking of Shen Qingxiao's sick and weak appearance just now, it was really worrying.

Thinking about it, he told Ziyuan again, "Please come to the second city lord, I have something to ask him."

"Yes."

There was only one candle lit in the room, and under the faint candlelight, there was a sudden bang sound. It turned out that a short knife was thrown into the copper plate, and the plate was immediately stained red with blood.

Jiang Yu bit the gauze ball, and sprinkled a thick layer of medicinal powder on the deep and long sword wound on his back waist. The bloody wound gradually stopped bleeding, so he took off the gauze and bandaged the wound. After only two laps, a voice sounded outside the courtyard——

"Second City Lord, the City Lord has an invitation."

Hearing this, Jiang Yu was panicked on his pale face because of too much eclipse. He had just escaped. Why did Jiang He look for him at this time?

When Jiang Yu finally calmed down, he followed Ziyuan to the courtyard of Qinglianju. The hall was brightly lit, and there were heavy guards inside and outside the courtyard. A tall figure stood with his back to the door and his hands behind his back. His body was stained by Shen Qingxiao. The blood-stained purple clothes have not been changed, and the aura is very cold.

The injury on Jiang Yu's lower back was still painful, and the pain made his face paler. In addition, Shen Qingxiao's sword left many wounds on his body. The most serious injury was the last sword. At the moment, the internal injury is not serious, but since Jiang He didn't expose him after he came back, Jiang Yu still had some hope, hoping that his nephew would be as soft-hearted as his elder brother.

Just as he was thinking this way, the people inside the door suddenly turned their heads, and the face that was [-]% similar to the sword fairy Jiang Wu was expressionless, and the eyes were burning with coldness.

Jiang Yu was stunned. For a moment, he thought it was his elder brother who had returned.

"Uncle is here." Jiang He said.

The address was different from before, and Jiang Yu's palms felt cold.

"come in."

Jiang He deliberately sat down with a cold face, exuding a cold air.

The system was a little anxious, and asked him if he wanted to expose Jiang Yu, Jiang He chuckled.He didn't expose it so quickly, at least now Jiang Yu still has a clue in his hands. If he really exposes it, Jiang Yu is a wild dog that has run free, and he must be going crazy, and now he can take this opportunity to take revenge a little.

Well, it can also be said that it was because he killed so many people and plotted against Shen Qingxiao, causing Shen Qingxiao to be poisoned and dragged to an old injury. He lost his temper with Jiang He, and Jiang He could only find the culprit to vent his anger.

Jiang Yu felt uneasy, entered the room with a gentle smile that seemed to be the same as usual, and said worriedly: "Rong'er, I heard that you found the missing disciple of the Hanshan Sect. After searching for so many years, I didn't expect that demon Xiu just hid in the Immortal Mansion... Hey, Rong'er, your shoulders are covered in blood, but you were injured?"

"I'm fine, but my wife was injured. Uncle, why do you look so ugly?" Jiang He showed a surprised expression that he just realized.

He said those things in the dungeon before, but now he has not been exposed. No one knows how much Jiang Yu is suffering. It is not difficult to find an excuse. The difficulty is that he does not know what Jiang He is planning. Is he the demon cultivator who has been arresting and killing people in the fairy city and hiding in the dungeon?

"There's something wrong with my practice in the past two days. It's okay. Since my niece and daughter-in-law were injured, Rong'er should spend more time with her. How is my niece and daughter-in-law's injury? Do you need help?" Jiang Yu expressed concern.

Jiang He frowned and said, "No, he's fine for the time being, but it's a serious matter. Now the elder Song of the Hanshan Sect is still in the Immortal Mansion, and this matter must be investigated. Uncle, I originally wanted to leave this matter to you, but You are not feeling well now, let me thoroughly investigate this matter myself."

Jiang Yu said anxiously: "No, this matter is too dangerous. The demon cultivator has been dormant in the Immortal Mansion for many years, and it is unfathomable. Rong'er, you haven't raised your body yet, let your uncle come." I don't know what Jiang He means , and now Song Yun is still investigating in the ice room, if Jiang Yu can take over this matter, he can also cover up a thing or two for himself.

Jiang He was deliberately teasing him, how could he make his wish come true, and said seriously: "No need, uncle is tired of dealing with the affairs in the city during this time, Elder Song and I are enough for this matter."

You have already decided what to say?Jiang Yu's forehead twitched, and he was startled again, and said worriedly: "Then Ronger, be more careful, no matter whether you can find the magic cultivator, you must protect yourself."

Jiang He nodded, and poured a cup of herbal tea to moisten his throat, "Uncle is not feeling well, so go back first, I'll just wait for Elder Song here, uncle has been tired for a long time, and he should take a good rest."

Hearing the words 'have a good rest', Jiang Yu was shocked. Could it be that what Jiang He meant was to take away his power?

Jiang He put down the teacup and got up, suddenly his figure swayed, he raised his hand to press his forehead, he was about to fall down, Jiang Yu hurried back to help him when he saw this, a hand seemed to pat him on the back in a hurry In the wound, severe pain surged from the lower back like a tide, sweeping the whole body, Jiang Yu's face was pale, and his whole body was stiff, but the hand did not let go quickly, but pressed on the wound as if he didn't know it, The pain was so painful that Jiang Yu's eyes almost spurted blood.

Looking at Jiang He again, he pretended to be overwhelmed and tottering, and leaned weakly on Jiang Yu's body, as if he was about to faint in the next moment.

Jiang Yu could only grit his teeth and bear it, "...Ronger, Ronger, are you okay?"

Jiang He shook his head, frowning tightly, and slowly opened his eyes after a long while. He was extremely weak, and when he was about to stand up, his feet went limp again, and he fell into Jiang Yu's arms again.So Jiang Yu's hand on the waist pressed heavily again, the wound that was just bandaged was so painful that it was about to go numb, maybe it was going to bleed.

Jiang Yu's face was disheveled, "... Rong'er is exhausted?"

"I'm a little tired, but I'm fine, uncle don't have to worry." Jiang He said, holding Jiang Yu's back to stand up with strength, his fragile back was so damaged that he began to tremble.

"Uh..." Jiang Yu gasped.

Jiang He stood firm and looked at him in a daze and worry, "What's wrong with Uncle?"

Jiang Yu gritted his teeth, his eyes almost glowed with red blood all over his eyeballs, he really wanted to ask him if he really didn't understand or pretended not to understand, but he didn't dare to say it.

He still couldn't bear to part with the blooming righteous way in front of him, and he didn't dare to tear it apart easily when he had concerns.

With difficulty forcing out a ferocious smile on his extremely pale face, Jiang Yu said in a hoarse voice, "It's nothing, uncle is feeling unwell, so let's go back now, and you should also have a good rest."

Jiang He nodded obediently, looking innocent and pure, Jiang Yu forced a smile and patted him on the shoulder, walked out of the room with a straight back, like a zombie.

Jiang He's eyes were gradually stained with a smile, and his palms were a little wet. He looked down and sneered, and there were some blood stains on his white fingertips.

After leaving Qinglianju and finally arrived at the uninhabited plum forest, Jiang Yu could hardly walk anymore, leaning against the trunk of the plum tree and sobbing loudly, his head covered in cold sweat from the pain, his fingertips were actually wet when he touched it. He looked down and saw that the heavily bandaged wound on his lower back was already dripping with blood, and his white clothes were stained with blood.

"Little brat..." Jiang Yu gritted his teeth and gasped, "Better than your father."

That's not it.Jiang He washed his hands several times, humming a ditty happily, whoever let Jiang Yu, a villain, provoke him, if he didn't do too much, it was obviously bad, he even wanted to pierce Jiang Yu's waist.