Tsing Yi Dance: Apricot Blossom Sky Shadow

"Don't...don't come here!" The two men in black, who were carrying Tsing Yi and the Sixth Prince on their backs, backed away at the same time as their legs were like sifting chaff from the scene in front of them.

Jun Mohan didn't pay the slightest attention to the two of them, he looked at Tsing Yi fixedly, and approached with a gentle smile.

The long sword in his hand shone coldly, and was reflected by the sunlight penetrating through the tree layers, refracting a bright starlight all over the place.

A gust of wind blew by, and Jun Mohan's voice spread out in the woods.

"Put him down and live!"

The erratic voice exploded in the ears of the two men in black, and the man in black who was wearing the blue coat let out a strange cry, dropped the blue coat and ran towards the depths of the woods with his head in his arms.

Seeing that Jun Mohan's target was only Tsing Yi, the other man in black took a few steps back carefully, and then followed the footsteps of the first man in black with the sixth prince on his back and disappeared into the woods.

Jun Mohan immediately caught the thrown Tsing Yi, gently put the Tsing Yi on the ground, quickly took off his coat and wrapped Tsing Yi's exposed body inside.

"Sorry, Tsing Yi..."

Jun Mohan was full of apology and guilt, his cold eyes immersed in pain.Brushing the hair sticking to Tsing Yi's cheeks behind her ears, Jun Mohan gently kissed Tsing Yi's cheeks.

"Mohan, I want to take a bath, I'm so..."

Tsing Yi's hoarse voice was blocked by Jun Mohan's lips. After a while, Jun Mohan left Tsing Yi's lips and hugged him tightly in his arms.

"Don't say that word, don't let you belittle yourself like this, in my heart you will always be the first ray of sunshine in early spring."

Jun Mohan hugged Tsing Yi horizontally, smiled warmly, and said, "Let's go back!"

Jun Mohan, who was wearing red plum blossoms in snow-colored white clothes, walked out of the forest with his green clothes in his arms. His silver hair fluttered in the wind, forming a strong contrast with the black ink-like hair of the green clothes.

The wind was blowing under Jun Mohan's feet, and he headed towards Yingniao and Xiang'er extremely fast.Although he had used lightness kung fu to the extreme, the hand holding Tsing Yi was still steady without shaking.

Tsing Yi in his arms had already passed out again, his white slender hands were already swollen like bear's paws and he couldn't move.

With a long roar of the dragon, Jun Mohan stood on a dead tree, and the people under his feet who fought with Yingniao and Xiang'er all rolled to the ground now, bleeding profusely from their ears, rolling on the ground in pain .

"Go back and tell your master, don't provoke me again if you don't want the scandal of ten years ago to come out in full light!" Jun Mo looked coldly at Heisha, whose face was full of pain.

Heisha gritted his teeth, forced a few words out of his mouth unwillingly, and said, "You're looking for death!......Pfft~"

As soon as the word for death fell, Yingniao kicked Heisha on the chest with a flying kick, and Heisha, who was standing there with all his strength, couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood anymore, and spewed it out with a puff.

Shadow Bird jumped aside, patted his clothes and snorted coldly: "I think you are looking for death! If you tell me to tell you, just listen to it! Why are there so many nonsense!"

"Beautiful job!" Xiang'er cheered happily from the side.

With a cold expression on Jun Mo's face, with a slight smile on his face, he turned around and jumped off the top of the tree, walking towards Shilu.He didn't want to kill them all, but he hoped that Heisha's master would also understand what he meant.

From the very beginning, the Jun family didn't have the idea of ​​ruling the world, otherwise, they wouldn't have been massacred by the Mohists, leaving him alone.

The only reason to search for Shanhe's suicide note is because there is a secret about Jun's family hidden in it, but now, there is another reason, which is to remove the map shackles from Tsing Yi's body.

Back on the boat again, Jun Mohan followed Tsing Yi's wishes to bathe him. It was not until Tsing Yi fainted again from exhaustion after washing three or four times that Jun Mohan dared to take Tsing Yi out of the tub and dry him.

Tuk Tuk Tuk!

"Master!" Xiang'er whispered outside the door holding a tray containing bandages and various bottles and jars of ointment.

"Come in!"

Jun Mohan helped Tsing Yi to lie down gently, and responded to Xiang'er casually, and kept pulling a dry towel to wipe Tsing Yi's hair.

He had checked carefully just now, and there was nothing wrong with Tsing Yi's body, but the injuries on his hands and forehead were more serious. Jun Mohan squinted his eyes as he looked at Tsing Yi's hands, and his frowning eyebrows tightened three points.

He didn't come to Heisha first and they actually used torture tools like the scorpion. Tsing Yi usually cared about his hands very much, now...

"Don't worry, leader. This medicine is the prescription given to Xiang'er by Guardian Zuo before. As long as the bones are not injured, it is guaranteed to restore Young Master Tsing Yi's hand to its original state."

Xiang'er put the tray in her hand aside, and gently lifted Tsing Yi's hand to check.

Having been with the leader for a long time, she can guess what the leader might be thinking just by looking at her, but this kind of speculation cannot be revealed.

"Young Master?"

"That's right, it's Gu Zuo Protector! He doesn't prescribe medicine to heal people, so he gave me a lot of prescriptions."

Xiang'er answered Jun Mohan's doubts in a soft voice, while picking up a small medicine jar and opening it, a refreshing fragrance immediately wafted out.

Jun Mohan nodded, seeing that Xiang'er picked up a medicine spoon to dig out a piece of ointment and wanted to apply medicine to Tsing Yi's hand, so he hurriedly stopped her.

"Wait! I'll come!"

Jun Mohan put down the towel in his hand, took the medicine spoon in Xiang'er's hand, and gently applied the ointment evenly on Tsing Yi's swollen fingers.

Seeing how cautious the leader is, Xiang'er shook her head helplessly, she'd better go, staying here would only be an eyesore.

"Master, don't bandage the ointment immediately after applying the ointment. These are medicines for golden sores. You should use them if you still have injuries on your body. Xiang'er will go down and make some soothing soup for Young Master Tsing Yi."

"Ok!"

Xiang'er rolled her eyes, she babbled a lot and the leader actually dismissed her with one word, without even looking at her.

"How's it going?"

As soon as Xiang'er left the room and closed the door, Yingniao, who had been waiting outside, couldn't wait to speak. After getting along for a while, he had already regarded Tsing Yi as his half-master.

What's more, only if the young master in Tsing Yi is safe and sound, their leader can have a smile in his eyes instead of a sneer.

Xiang'er cast a glance at Yingniao, and returned casually: "It's easy to be misunderstood by you, and you are not afraid of being smashed to pieces by the leader."

"You're too good at nothing!" Yingniao's voice grew uncontrollably.

Xiang'er immediately pulled Yingniao's arm and walked to the deck, cursing in a suppressed voice: "Shhh!!! You want to die! Even if you want to die, I don't want to be with you!"

Shaking Yingniao's eyes, Xiang'er went on to say, "Don't worry! The leader has bathed Mr. Tsing Yi. Apart from his forehead and fingers, there should be no serious injuries. He was just frightened. However, the injuries on his hands may take a while to heal." Already!"

Yingniao breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the deck, "That's good! As long as Mr. Tsing Yi is fine, our leader will always be Xu Xu Chunfeng!"

Although agreeing with Yingniao's statement, Xiang'er still looked back into the cabin with some worry.

Wounds heal easily, but heart disease is hard to heal.Young Master Tsing Yi has delicate feelings, this incident may leave a shadow on his heart!Otherwise, the bath water will not be changed over and over again.

Hey~

Xiang'er sighed, turned around and saw Yingniao lying comfortably on the deck with her arms on her pillow, ready to bask in the sun.

"Are you free, little birdie?"

The danger of Xiang'er's laugh made Yingniao break out in a cold sweat.

"Don't go to the kitchen to chop firewood!"

Xiang'er kicked Yingniao's ass, the painful Yingniao jumped up, and shouted: "Do you know that you look like a tigress at this moment!"

The sound of cursing and chasing beats resounded on the deck, and the silent sense of oppression dissipated in an instant.