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Junqiao was stunned for a moment, then followed Nanyang and jumped out of the window.What's the matter, you're in such a hurry, you don't pack your luggage, you don't even go through the front door, just go through the window?

Nan Yang's qinggong was excellent, and it shrank into a white spot in a blink of an eye. Jun Qiao used his internal strength to keep up, but he just kept Nan Yang in sight, and couldn't catch up.

Yu Xiu came back just in time, saw Nan Yang's familiar figure flashing past with sharp eyes, thought that something unusual happened, and someone from Burning Heaven Clan appeared again, so he also followed.

"Nan Yang!" Yu Xiu called out to her.

Hearing this, Nan Yang could only stop, frown and turn around.

Junqiao also caught up, panting slightly.

"What happened? Why are you running? Why stop now?"

Nan Yang was anxious, and his tone was also cold: "I just received the news from the door, something happened to the teacher's door, I have to go back first."

Yu Xiudao: "What are you so anxious about? Are you leaving overnight?" Yu Xiu paused, then lowered his voice slightly: "Is that important? Is this important? I just took my disciples to Yinyang I explored a little on the east side of the road, and found the trace of Wen Jinglei!"

"What? Wen Jinglei is also in the city?" Junqiao asked in surprise.

"It's not clear yet. If it is implemented, things will be much more difficult. Nan Yang, you still have to leave now?" Yu Xiu looked at Nan Yang.

Nan Yang lowered her eyes and meditated quietly.The complicated and tense situation in Los Angeles does not allow her to leave without authorization, but how can the North Penalty delay?She is in Los Angeles now, she doesn't know anything, what happened to Qing Huan, what kind of injury she got, what kind of injury she got, whether she is awake or in a coma, she doesn't know anything.

After a long time, Nan Yang said softly: "Brother, Qing Huan is seriously injured and her life is dying. If I stay and go back in a few days, I will only see her dead body then, so what?"

"Qing Huan? That little apprentice of yours?" Yu Xiu sighed, "...Nan Yang, I have a different position from yours on this matter. You can weigh the pros and cons by yourself."

Nan Yang raised those tea-like eyes, with a little apology in them, but firmness that could not be refuted: "Sorry, brother. After finishing the matter over there, I will return to Los Angeles as soon as possible to continue helping you."

Yu Xiu waved his sleeves and acquiesced.

But Jun Qiao grabbed Nan Yang's sleeve again, and said, "No matter how urgent you are, you have to bring some money? I'm tired from light work, and it's convenient to buy a horse for the journey." Saying this, Jun Qiao handed some money to Nan Yang. A bank note with a large denomination.

Nan Yang nodded: "Thank you."

After saying that, he turned around, pointed his toes, and melted into the desolate night.

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Nan Yang ran around for several days non-stop, day and night, in a state of high concentration all day and night, and didn't even bother to change the dressing for the wound on his hand.

When she came, she didn't think it was so far from Beifei to Yushuiguan. She had already chosen the shortest path, but she always felt that she couldn't reach the end.

On the way, she occasionally thought that many days had passed, maybe Qinghuan was out of danger, maybe it didn't matter if she went back or not.After all, how many injuries can be suffered in the North Penalty, and she still has a solid foundation in the medical skills of the pill workshop.

But in case...

She had traveled seven days when she came here, but she returned in only three days.Still, she felt like a lot of time wasted.It was getting closer and closer to the North Penalty, and the weather was getting colder and colder. Unlike the shelter in the carriage when going down the mountain, Nan Yang watched the ground change from yellow leaves all over the ground to snow-covered mountains this time.

When Nan Yang arrived at Beifei Mountain Gate, Bian Zi had been waiting there for a long time.Yun Tang was still taking care of Qing Huan in Hongfei Pavilion, so he sent Bian Zi to wait for Master at the mountain gate.Bianzi still wondered if the master was busy with important matters, so he would rush back immediately.Yuntang told Bianzi very positively, just go to the mountain gate and wait, within five days, you will definitely see the master.

Sure enough, only three days later, the master really came back.

Nan Yang forced himself to hide his exhaustion, and asked while walking with Bianzi: "What's going on? How is Qing Huan now?"

"She was wounded by the stick. She woke up a few days ago and fell into a coma again. The injury was very serious. When it was the most serious, she had to rely on Liuyu to hold her breath. At least it doesn't threaten her life now, but..."

Looking at Bianzi, Nan Yang hesitated to speak, and asked, "What?"

Bian Zi took the opportunity to sigh: "When she woke up, she only ate something, she didn't say a word, her eyes were dull, and she didn't respond."

"Have you hit your head?" Nan Yang suddenly became nervous.

"No, maybe she left a shadow in her heart....Master, you came back in a hurry. Has the matter over there ended?"

Nan Yang said softly: "It's very troublesome, senior brother Yu Xiu is very dangerous. You go to Zhujianchi for a run, find senior brother Rong Huai, and tell him that I'm back first. Wen Jinglei is now in Luocheng, the deputy hall master of Liehuoqi He is dead, he knows how to do it. Then you go to Brother Yu Xiu’s first disciple, Jing Hu, and the two of you will go down the mountain to Yushui Pass immediately to support Brother Yu Xiu.”

Taking advantage of his orders, Bianzi immediately changed his way to Zhujianchi.

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Nan Yang found Qing Huan's dormitory according to his memory, opened the door and entered, and saw Yun Tang sitting at the table at first sight, stirring a bowl of dark soup medicine back and forth in his hands.

Yun Tang looked up and saw Nan Yang: "Master! Are you back?"

Nan Yang nodded, immediately turned his gaze to the bed, and walked over quickly.

Qing Huan was falling asleep with her eyes closed.

Seeing that the child's face became thinner again, the quilt only covered his chest, and the exposed shoulders were wrapped with thick gauze, and blood was faintly seeping through.His face was frighteningly pale, and the cinnabar between his brows was as red as blood.

Nan Yang suddenly felt that it was indeed a while since he had seen Qing Huan.This originally immature and cute face has gradually become angular.However, seeing her lying on the sick bed so lifeless, I felt unspeakably uncomfortable, as if I went back to three years ago, Qing Huan was lying in Rongku Pavilion with her body injured.Although she is the Lord of the Northern Punishment, she has a deep sense of powerlessness towards the sick child.

"Master! You...why are your hands wrapped in gauze?" Yun Tang asked in shock.

"Small injury, it's not a problem." Nan Yang fixed his gaze on the sleeping Qing Huan's face, he was right in front of his eyes, and finally heaved a sigh of relief, but asked again: "Why was she injured by a stick?"

"Qing Huan fought with other disciples, but still stubbornly refused to admit his mistake, so he went to the penalty room to receive a stick punishment."

Nan Yang narrowed his eyes, revealing a trace of coldness: "I don't know what kind of heinous crime deserves such a heavy hand. Who else doesn't know that she is my Nan Yang's apprentice? Who gave it to him? guts!"

Yun Tang muttered: "Master...you say it so clearly...would it make other disciples feel unfair..."

"Qing Huan is my apprentice, and I already have the privilege of being a master's direct disciple. I never want others to feel fair. I don't believe that Qing Huan did such a thing for no reason. If you have time, go and check it out."

Yun Tang never thought that Nan Yang would become a completely different person when he was really angry, his forehead was sweating: "Yes, Master."

"In any case, the stick punishment is based on the order of the son? If you don't investigate the matter thoroughly, how can you be the master of the pavilion if you impose such a heavy punishment on a ten-year-old disciple? The lord dismisses January, go to Zangshu Pavilion and copy the scriptures for me!"

Yuntang responded quickly.On the surface, the master is only 20 years old, and Zilai is 26, older than Nanyang, but in fact, Nanyang is also more than 110 years old, and he is one of the three statues. It is a junior among juniors.

Yuntang wiped the sweat off his forehead, and lamented for Ping Zilai.

Nan Yang looked at Qing Huan on the bed again, his tightly frowning eyebrows gradually eased, and his eyes were like melting ice and snow.After a long time, she said to Yun Tang again with her flat voice: "The medicine you just took is her medicine?"

Yuntang nodded.

"I don't think it's steaming anymore. You take it down and cook another bowl, so that she can drink it when she wakes up."

Yuntang said "yes", and stepped back with the medicine bowl in hand.

Before closing the door, Yuntang looked at Nan Yang who was standing facing the bed.No matter how much Master concealed it, he couldn't hide that haggard look.It must have been a lot of suffering to rush back all the way.

Yuntang suddenly felt that only the master's really angry appearance just now finally looked like a real person.Master's normal state is not that he is really cold-tempered, but that he is indifferent to everything and never has great joy or compassion, so others think it is cold.

So, Master really likes Qinghuan.

After Nan Yang waited for Yuntang to go out, there was no one else in the room, and heavy fatigue slowly poured out from his brows.She sat gently on the edge of the bed, pressing her fingers on her temples.

The remaining poison in her wrist has not been eliminated, and the exhaustion of running around, the poison that should have been slowed down has become stronger and stronger, and it has been eroded in her muscles and bones, and it is about to break when it hurts.She felt that her body was almost overdrawn, and the three days and three nights of uninterrupted exercises were about to exhaust her internal energy.

But now, at least for now, she can't go to rest.

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Qing Huan only felt that she had a long dream.

The dream was strange, a boundless darkness.She was sitting alone on the ground, she couldn't see anything, but she could hear the terrible sound of killing and cutting, as well as the ping-pong-pong sound of weapons colliding.

But all she could see was darkness.This was really unbearable. The sound of fierce fighting around her and the constant wailing of people being killed gave her the illusion that she would be the next to die.

But soon, she understood that this was not just an illusion.

There was a burst of bustling noise, which seemed to be discussing something, and then gradually turned into an argument. The voices of several men became louder and sharper, as if they were about to scratch her eardrums, which made her feel terrified for no reason .

I don't know how long this depressive environment lasted, so long that Qing Huan felt that she had gone crazy.

Suddenly, a cold and unusually familiar voice sounded: "Three Swords Scourge Array, array!"

That voice was like floating ice and crushed snow, light and ethereal, to people's ears it was like snowflakes falling lightly on the window lattice, hitting a long rhythm, the coolness made people feel extremely comfortable.

A very familiar voice...a very familiar voice...but who is it?She tried so hard that her head hurt, but she still couldn't remember.

Then she felt something cold and sharp against her neck, accompanied by a gloomy sneer.The man clasped her celestial cap with the other hand, and the damp, hot and turbid air suddenly rushed to her ear, with a disgusting sticky feeling:

"Go...die..."

As the end sound fell to her ears eeriely, the sharp weapon on her neck also roared and pushed hard-------!

Qing Huan broke out in a cold sweat, so frightened that she broke free from the nightmare and opened her eyes instantly!

pain.

It hurts all over.

Because of the nightmare just now, Qing Huan was panting heavily, and every violent movement of the chest caused the wounds all over her body to open.She wanted to cry out in pain, but found that her throat was on fire and she couldn't speak a word.

But there was a faint familiar plum fragrance in her nostrils, which gradually calmed her down like soothing incense, her breathing slowed down, and she couldn't help swallowing.

...Meixiang?

Qing Huan moved her head and looked to the side.

Nan Yang lay quietly on the edge of the bed, with his face on his side and his arms on his pillow, sleeping very deeply.The rare sunlight outside the window shone in, half of Nan Yang's face was reflected in the halo, and the other half was hidden in the shadows, outlining the facial features extremely delicately.The white clothes she was wearing seemed to be stained with dust, not at all like her clean nature.

Qing Huan moved her fingers slightly.

It's really strange, she didn't have the ecstasy that she expected, and she didn't want to rush up to have a close relationship with Master as usual, as if she knew that when she woke up, Master would be sleeping beside her.

Qing Huan's eyes were sore, and she sniffed hard, trying not to cry.

Why did Master leave without telling her, and why did he come back without telling her?

And why, seeing Master in front of her eyes, she would feel a little sore and unspeakable pain in her heart like now?

A voice in my head sounded vaguely --------

"Is there a person you always have in your heart, want to see him, and would be willing to live with him for the rest of your life?"

Master.

Master...

Nan Yang's usual frowns and smiles broke into her mind without warning, and the gentle scenes of the past flashed quickly. The alternation of the pictures made her confused. He clutched the flowing jade into his hand, and the jade covered in human blood was so hot that it was hot to the touch.

Qing Huan turned her head to look, looked at Master's deep sleep, looked at Master's soft and beautiful face, swallowed her saliva, a feeling of love and pity suddenly appeared in her mind, and she even had an urge to touch and kiss !

Why!Why!Why did she have such a strange feeling about her master? !

No, no, this is not the relationship between men and women, how could it be that kind of relationship?

She just depends on the master.That's all.That's all.

Nan Yang's eyelashes moved suddenly, as if he had sensed something, he breathed more tightly between his nostrils, and slowly woke up.

Nan Yang, who regained partial consciousness, keenly sensed the change in the breathing interval of the person on the bed, raised his head suddenly, and his eyes happened to meet Qing Huan.

Nan Yang was stunned for a moment, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his lips, but the corner of his mouth that didn't smile often was a little stiff: "Are you awake? When did you wake up? Are you thirsty?"

Qing Huan just stared at Nan Yang with slightly wide eyes, without speaking.

Nan Yang reached out to hold Qing Huan's hand, but the moment he touched her fingertips, Qing Huan withdrew his hand like an electric shock and looked at her warily.

Nan Yang felt that his hands were empty, and looked at Qing Huan in astonishment: "What's wrong? Is my head really broken?...Do you still recognize me?"

Qing Huan wanted to hug Nan Yang very much, and yelled that it hurt in Nan Yang's arms, and asked Nan Yang to coax her gently, just like she was hurt by a fall before.But it's not right...it's not right...she can't rely too much on Master, otherwise she will have that strange feeling, and that feeling is just wrong.

"Master...Master...I...I..." Qing Huan didn't know what to say.

Hearing that her throat was hoarse, Nan Yang got up and went to the table to pour a glass of water and brought it to Qing Huan's mouth: "It's good that you recognize me. Open your mouth."

Qing Huan hurriedly pushed Nan Yang's hand away, some of the water in the cup was spilled because of the sudden pushing, which wet the quilt and also wet Nan Yang's hand.

Nan Yang's heart tightened, his movements stopped, and the half-bending movements became stiff for a moment. ... Qing Huan is avoiding her.

why?

When Qing Huan sees her on weekdays, doesn't she always smile brightly and rush over to hug her?In the past, she thought the contact was too intimate, but now Qing Huan...doesn't want to contact her anymore?

Nan Yang thought for a long time, then slowly stood up straight, put the cup in his hand aside, and said slowly:

"Are you blaming me for not telling you when you left Beifei?"

Qing Huan just shrank her body inward, and turned her head away from Nan Yang.If she can no longer get close to the master, if she has less contact, maybe she won't be so disturbed.

Nan Yang sighed: "It's my fault. I should have told you. It's my fault for hurting you like this."

Qing Huan shook her head in a panic, tears still overflowing in disobedience.She opened her mouth, but said nothing.

"Don't be afraid, I'm with you now, no one can hurt you, your wound will heal soon, and it won't hurt for a long time." Nan Yang said nicely in the gentlest voice she could do, Turning his thoughts, he raised his left hand like coaxing a child: "Look, master is also injured, you will not suffer alone, master will drink medicine with you, remove gauze and change dressing together, I will accompany you in these matters Are you happy?"

Hearing this, Qing Huan hurriedly turned her head to look, and saw that Nan Yang's left hand was indeed wrapped in layers of gauze, she suddenly felt very distressed, ignored the little thoughts in her heart, struggled to sit up anxiously, and grabbed Nan Yang's left hand.

Seeing that Qing Huan had finally reacted, Nan Yang followed her to see what she was going to do.

Qing Huan just held Nan Yang's hand, and tears fell down patteringly, accumulating on the snow-white gauze, like several delicate plum blossoms.Qing Huan clasped Nan Yang's hand even tighter, how could Master get hurt?Master is so powerful, how could he be injured?

Nan Yang stretched out his right hand, wiped away the tears from Qing Huan's face, and sighed: "Silly boy." The movements of his hands were extremely gentle.After wiping Qing Huan's tears, she put on Qing Huan's soft hair top and rubbed her hair gently.

"Crack --------"

Yuntang suddenly pushed the door open and entered.When Qing Huan heard the movement, she pushed Nan Yang's hand away suddenly, and quickly retracted into the quilt.She has a wicked heart, so she is also more sensitive, for fear that others will see her feelings for Nan Yang.

Nan Yang's hand raised in the air froze in embarrassment. After a long while, he slowly clenched his fist and retracted it to his side.

Yun Tang raised her eyebrows and looked at Qing Huan: "Junior Sister is awake? It looks better than before."

Yun Tang walked in behind him, his hair was still wet, and the dew formed by the cold air outside had not had time to brush it off, and his expression was a little anxious.He went straight to Nan Yang, suppressed his voice and said:

"Master... His Majesty Rong Huaizun told you to go to Zhujian Pond immediately, he has something important to tell you."

The first thing Nan Yang thought of was the sword, so he asked, "Is it about the thing in the pool?"

"Yes...not just, Rong Huaizun said that besides what you want, there is another very important thing."

"Very important?"

"Yes, Master Rong Huai has repeatedly asked Master to go immediately."

"Okay, I'll go right away." Nan Yang got up.

Yun Tang couldn't help but said: "Master, how many days have you not rested? After seeing Rong Huai Zun, go back to Rongku Pavilion to rest."

Yun Tang also saw that Nan Yang's lips were slightly darker, which was a sign of poisoning, but it was a small poison, but if it was not treated properly, it would be much more troublesome.

"It's okay." Nan Yang replied lightly, and turned back to look at Qing Huan again, "However, Qing Huan is a little... repelling me now, so I won't come here for now. You take good care of her and take medicine. What's wrong with her body? Not good, tell me immediately."

Yun Tang looked at Qing Huan suspiciously, why does this little guy even dare to disobey his master now?

Nan Yang turned around silently, opened the door and walked out, her brows were like frost and snow, and there was a faint coldness.The weather outside was still sunny just now, but it turned cloudy in a blink of an eye, and fine snowflakes were flying in the sky.

The disciple waiting by the door handed Nan Yang a paper umbrella, and covered her with a thick layer of crane feather fur. Although it doesn't matter if the clothes are thin or thick, everyone else wears them thickly. The one she was wearing was worn by Luo Cheng. The clothes are too cool.

Nan Yang gathered the collar of the crane feather fur, paused again, turned her head to look at the closed wooden door in silence, and left with her eyes downcast.