I am deeply in love with my old enemy? [Transmigration Book]

isn't it...

Tan Qing froze for a moment, he hasn't fainted here yet, why is there one fainted here first?Isn't the sequelae of Feihuangxiao not being able to use spiritual power to become an ordinary person for a month?

The book said that he also got an affair because of this, but there is no reason to die here directly. Tan Qing was also really uncomfortable. is not giving any response.

"You, go and see if your master is dead." After saying this, the Panlong on the handle opened its black eyes, blinked its heavy eyelids, and slid down the crutch, with each swipe an inch below. The crutch Tan Qing was holding became one inch smaller, and when it was all on the ground, there was nothing in Tan Qing's hand.

The little Jiaolong, who has not been named so far, was obviously a little afraid of the person lying on the ground, timidly coiled a mosquito coil on the ground, looked at Tan Qing with mung bean-sized eyes, and then at Suzhen, Weakly poked his head forward, paused, as if he felt that no one would help him, so he leaned forward and stretched his body towards the tip of his nose, after a little research, he concluded that he was still angry information.

He quickly rolled down as if someone was chasing him with a knife to kill him, and nodded at Tan Qing, which probably meant that he was still alive.

That is to say, he is not dead, and the restraints on Tan Qing's body have not been lifted, and he was seriously injured. He thought for a while, even if he was willing to help Su Zhen up, it would be a little difficult, so he ordered: Your master carries it in."

carry it in?

The little Jiaolong looked at his body, his claws were short, how could he lift it?He carefully dug a thin hole on the ground again, leaned his body in, and then straightened it up, putting Su Zhen on his back, and moved weakly towards the bedroom. Tan Qing There is no crutches here, but he did not treat himself badly, he used his talisman as a crutch, and he slammed the dignified Jiuxiaoqin, with the tip of the piano facing the ground, and it was used as a crutch. He limped and followed walked in.

That back view, how comfortable it is, and that movement, how can it be seen that it is Tan Qing from the Fengming sect who regards the piano like his life?Tan Qing walked into the house tremblingly, pushed the sleeping Suzhen inside, pushed twice, but couldn't move, turned his eyes, and saw the little Jiaolong paddling out towards the door.

As if feeling the line of sight, the little dragon swam half of his body across the threshold, like a jerk, straightened his whole body, straight as a straight line, staring blankly at the "vast" distance without Suzhen and Tan The blue world is obviously so close.But it still couldn't make it through, and turned its head like the appointed one, and Mung Dou looked at the person in front of him that his master regarded as an eyeball.

"Push your master in."

It doesn't matter how it is pushed, in Tan Qing's view, for the sake of saving his life, he has already let him sleep in bed, okay?It doesn't matter what method Jiaolong uses to "push"

But the Jiaolong was not so similar, Tan Qing looked into its eyes and made it feel: If the dragon's claws are a little heavier, then there is no need for those claws. Looking left and right, it climbed up the pillar and hung the dragon on the pillar. The curtain was removed, and he wrapped himself into a big cloth roll.In this way, it would not be able to reach the bed if it got dirty by wandering on the ground, and then, like a rolling pin, gently pushed Su Zhen in, bit by bit, it was really careful.

She stared blankly at Tan Qing, and thought to herself: This is indeed the most heartfelt spiritual pet in Suzhen, and he really protects the Lord very much.

He lay sideways directly on the other side. He wanted to create at least one barrier with his accustomed skills, but as soon as he used his spiritual power, he felt pain all over his body. Tan Qing turned his head to look at Jiuxiaoqin who was placed aside. He didn't need spiritual power, but when his body hit the bed, he really didn't even have the slightest desire to get up. After struggling a few times, he didn't even want to reach out enough, and finally he was like a dead fish Also paralyzed on the bed, fell asleep directly.

Let it be fate.

That little dragon didn't dare to have such a mentality. It turned around the house again and again, until the next morning. Finally woke up one.

When Tan Qing woke up, he felt that there was no pain in his body. When he moved his fingertips, he also felt pain. He turned his eyes and looked sideways at the people beside him, hoping that he would wake up and take care of himself. , but the blood oozing from the person next to him almost dyed a blue-gray bed sheet into maroon red, which shocked him.

If this is not treated, he will definitely die. Is the protagonist's halo still reliable?He tried his best to turn his head in the direction of the door. According to common sense, there should not be a beautiful doctor who happened to pass by here at this moment. In the end, there were no beautiful doctors who opened the door and walked in, but the dragon. Seemingly hearing the movement of turning his head, he "ran" in excitedly, and Mung Bean's eyes just met Tan Qing's eyes full of hope.

"...That." Tan Qing choked for a moment, looking at it with eyes full of uncertainty: "Can you become a beautiful woman?"

Little Jiaolong tilted his head.

"Forget it." It didn't take form in the book until death, so how could I count on it?

He muttered softly: "Wake him up, at least it's better than both of them being dead."

Tan Qing pointed to the Jiuxiaoqin beside him, and ordered it to be handed to him. He propped himself up and forced himself to sit up, pressing his hands on the Jiuxiaoqin, but these two simple movements have already made him He was sweating profusely and had to lean against the bedpost to take a rest.

He moved his fingertips and made two notes slightly, before the piano player stopped him abruptly.Could it be that he doesn't have the strength to play a healing zither sound now? If he has the strength, his zither sound recognition is probably second to none in the entire cultivation world. Isn't this telling others that they are here? here?

"It's really cheap for you." Tan Qing's hand was originally caressing the middle of the piano, and slowly moved towards the head of the piano. When he let go of his fingers again, there was a string lying on the fingertips.

As expected of the magic weapon of fate, Tan Qing just had a thought, one end of the string was inserted in Suzhen's inner palace, and the other end was tied to his wrist.

My mind is wrong...

"Inverted."

Tan Qing said helplessly, as his voice fell, the strings turned in one direction, and now it was Tan Qing who was inserted into the inner mansion, and there was nothing in the strings full of vitality. There was no room for him to regret it: although it was slow, it did transport Tan Qing's life force to Su Zhen bit by bit.

"It's a loss..." Tan Qing leaned against the head of the bed weakly. Even without him, Su Zhen would have betrayed Feng Ming. him?

The author has something to say: Well, Tan Qing has been calculating where he has lost and gained from the beginning to the end, but Su Zhen has never calculated.