A Qing

Donghai Yuxiao's death was naturally a joy to everyone's heart.

Ah Fei also felt a turbid air in his heart melt away, and his heart was greatly relieved.

However, Taoist Yuxiao fought back before his death, and wanted to die with A Fei, the hidden weapon he sent was blocked by Guo Songyang's iron sword, which really saved his life.

The three hidden weapons on Donghai Yuxiao's chest were green and shiny, with a sinister air, and one could tell at a glance that the hidden weapons must have been quenched with poison, and the throat was sealed with blood.

The hidden weapon designed in this Bai Yuxiao is extremely insidious, and the mechanism is very ingenious. If he followed the monster's mind and shot at A Fei, it would be hard for A Fei to say whether he could have all his tails at such a close distance. Get out of the way.

He also knew that his experience in the world was insufficient. Although he was vigilant in his heart, he still couldn't guard against Donghai Yuxiao's sinister nature, and used the technique of bewitching to lure him into the trap.

This time, he also narrowly escaped death.

Thinking of this, A Fei couldn't help but turned his head, looked at A Qing who had passed out, and looked at her beautiful and pale melon-seeded face, A Fei thought to himself, if he died, he would no longer be able to protect her.

She is a woman, although she is strong in her own strength, and she is the miraculous Yue girl Ah Qing passed down in the world, but she is pure in nature, innocent and soft-hearted. If someone pretends to be weak, she can easily be deceived.

She can't use her internal power during this crucial seven to seven 49 days, when she needs companionship and protection the most.If he died due to his own carelessness at this time and could not protect her, even if he went to the underworld, he would not feel at ease.

With this in mind, he let out a breath, bowed deeply towards Guo Songyang solemnly, and said decisively: "You saved my life, and I will definitely repay you."

Guo Songyang waved his hand, and smiled proudly and freely: "I came here because of the affection of a friend, you don't need to say more, if you want to remember your kindness, remember it on that person."

After saying that, he turned and left.

With that black iron sword slung across his back, he was dressed in a black scarf and black robe, black shoes and black socks. He was free and easy and proud. The black shadow floated on the snow like a piece of paper, and he disappeared in a short time.

The friend he was talking about was naturally Xiao Li Feidao and Li Xunhuan.

Ah Fei pursed his lips, put his robe on Ah Qing, lowered his head, picked her up, and left.

He went to find Wan Qingchang.

Ah Qing was still unconscious.

Wan Qingchang's astronomy, geography, medical divination and astrology are all excellent and good, and he has also dabbled in the art of bewitching.

After Ah Fei handed Ah Qing to him, he immediately thought of something in a certain volume of ancient books, which seemed to be an ancient art called Soul-hunting Dafa.

He sighed and said: "Water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it. The doctor agrees that if this method of instigating souls is used in medicine and to awaken the patient's desire to survive, it is an excellent way to save lives. However, the jade flute Taoist, as a Taoist priest, did such things with the method of instigating souls, it's really..."

Ah Fei's eyes fell on Ah Qing's pale face, and he didn't care how subtle this soul-stirring technique is.

He asked, "How long will Ah Qing wake up?"

Wan Qingchang smiled, picked up the smoked medicine next to the bed, and said, "When she wakes up, she will naturally wake up."

A Fei's heart became clear, and his complexion eased a lot, so he kept staring at A Qing with piercing eyes, motionless.

Seeing him like this, Wan Qingchang shook his head with a smile: "I put something in the medicine to calm her mind and help her sleep. She sleeps for at least four hours. You plan to look at her without blinking Is it four hours?"

Embarrassment flashed across Ah Fei's face, his ears were slightly red, and he stood up abruptly: "I'm going to chop wood."

Before the voice had finished speaking, the person had already arrived outside the house covered in white and snowing heavily.

Wan Qingchang had seen too many women here, so he didn't say anything. Thinking that his firewood room was neatly piled up, and the firewood would not be a problem for the whole winter, he thought broadly: "It's not a bad thing to have more firewood. It is a good thing for young people to be diligent, let him go."

He sorted out his medicinal materials slowly, sorted and arranged them, and started tidying up the room again.

By the time he leisurely brewed a pot of tea, lay on his recliner, and began to leisurely read a miscellaneous travel book, the sky was already slightly dark.

In winter, the days are short and the nights are long. The sky becomes gray when it gets dark, and the northwest wind is terribly cold.

He was drowsy from reading in this warm room, thinking of letting A Fei cook dinner in his heart, he was so lazy that he didn't want to move from head to toe.

"squeak--"

There was a sudden pause in his movement of shaking the recliner.

In the bookish warm eyes, there was a strange look in his eyes, and he glanced outside coldly.

He sighed, walked out slowly and opened the door.

Outside the door, a tattered sack lay crookedly on the snow.A few crystal clear and round pearls rolled out of it, exuding a lustrous pearl on the snow.

Even in such a dim light, it can be seen that the pearls are of extraordinary quality, definitely top grade.

His heart skipped a beat.

He bent down to pick up the sack, and opened it suddenly.

The jewels in the sack instantly dazzled people's eyes, pearls, agates, cat's eyes, emeralds, rare treasures, countless, and I don't know how many there are.

Ordinary people, don't be too happy when you pick up a bag of jewelry like this.

This bag of jewels, exchanged for silver, is really a waste of life.

However, Wan Qingchang looked at these jewels expressionlessly, with deep thought in his eyes.

Wan Qingchang's house was built in a remote place with no one in the area for ten miles. He was already used to passing knights taking some pots, pans, pans and old clothes from his house for emergency.

These passing knights are generally very poor.

He is also used to the pots and pans in the house disappearing every few days without a trace.

Of course, some knights with generous hands would throw a piece of silver at his door afterwards, or send new clothes to his room to express their gratitude.

However, he had never reaped a bag of jewels of such value that had been left casually at his door.

Wan Qingchang sighed, he was very knowledgeable, and after spending so long in the rivers and lakes, he naturally knew that it was a group of difficult and strange people who delivered the jewels to people's doorsteps.

He also knew that these people were not after him, but the girl in his room.

According to the appearance of those people who follow me, those who follow me will prosper, and those who oppose me will perish, I am afraid that bloody storms will start again in the world.

Wan Qingchang threw the jewelry outside the door, turned around to pick up the blanket that had just slipped from his knees, patted the dust, and put it back where it was.

In the distance, Ah Fei came back with three big bundles of firewood on his shoulders, two snow rabbits and a golden pheasant in his hands.

The author has something to say: Uncle Wan Qingchang is a man with a story!Um!