Abandoned Immortals

Taoist Wuwang bleeds to death from his seven orifices, Mojun Quyan glanced coldly at the remaining people present, and said indifferently: "Taoist Wuwang teamed up with Xuesha and Guxin to set up an ambush to intercept and kill their colleagues without authorization, and you will be punished for the same crime as you help the evildoers."

The men in black were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they trembled, they hurriedly knelt down on the ground and shouted for mercy.

Seeing this, the demon lord snorted coldly: "For the sake of being deceived by him, I will spare your life, but the death penalty can be avoided, and the living penalty cannot be escaped. Each of you will cut off an arm, as a warning to others!"

Monarch Qu Yan personally pursued the matter, and it was rare to save his life. Everyone's hearts were like a mirror, and there was no resentment.

All the men in black confessed their crimes and dispersed, leaving only blood on the ground. Demon King Qu Yan walked up to Que Qingyun and glanced at the dying Yu Lianxin: "There is a thousand-year-old snow lotus in the village, take it to heal her wounds, for today Are you satisfied with the handling of the matter?"

Que Qingyun sealed the acupoints around Yu Lianxin's body, replaced her broken wrist bone, checked all the injuries to ensure that Yu Lianxin's life was safe, then she raised her eyes: "This is your job, why bother?" Let me decide?"

"But this is the last time." After saying that, she hugged Yu Lian's heart horizontally, Yu Jian flew into the air, and disappeared in an instant.

Demon Monarch Qu Yan stood with his hands behind his back in the forest, his long arms raised, his sleeves rolled up, and the blood-stained mud was crushed the moment he shoveled it up, accompanied by grass roots and broken leaves, and buried all the corpses on the ground.

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Que Qingyun returned to Yuqing Residence and placed Yu Lianxin on the couch.

Skillfully removing the clothes around Yu Lianxin's body, all he could see was the scene of scars, Que Qingyun was silent for a while, then sighed again.

More than a dozen wounds several inches long, the skin was torn apart, the flesh was horrific, the bones were often visible deep, and there were one or two sword wounds that ran through the body.

She found a silver needle, baked it with inner strength and bent it, and then drew the silver thread to stitch the wound carefully one by one.

The blood congealed on her fingertips, her hands were flushed red, and it even stained the cloth on the bed in a mess. The unconscious person frowned from time to time, and thin layers of sweat were seen on the corners of his forehead.

Yu Lian's heart fluctuated slightly, when her consciousness was hazy, her lips and teeth were slightly parted, and she was muttering something in her mouth, and when she got close, she could only hear two words back and forth.

"Master."

Que Qingyun brushed away the soft blue silk in front of Yu Lianxin's eyes, wiped off the fine sweat on her forehead, then cut off the last silver thread, and then wiped the remaining blood on the wound with a cotton towel dipped in medicinal juice, using a clean cloth Apply medicine and bandage.

After several hours of busy work, the sky outside the window gradually darkened, and it was almost dusk.

Someone knocked on the wooden door outside the courtyard. Que Qingyun wiped his hands and changed into clean clothes before going down to the courtyard to open the door.

The person who came was actually Guo Yu who had successfully escaped under the escort of Yu Lianxin. He was holding a wooden box in both hands, and his expression was hesitant. When he saw Que Qingyun, his eyes lit up, and then quickly dimmed. It is said that Yulian's heart is seriously injured..."

"She was injured because of me." The fingers holding the wooden box turned gray due to unconscious force on the knuckles, Guo Yu lowered his head guiltily, not daring to look into Que Qingyun's eyes, "I brought some wound medicine, There is the snow lotus that my father asked me to hand over, I hope Yu Lian will recover soon."

Que Qingyun took the wooden box from him: "I'm sorry, but this is not your fault, so don't worry about it, but Lianxin has a stubborn temper and loves to make trouble. The young owner should not blame her anymore. The past grievances will be written off." That's all."

"Yes, what Sister Qingyun said is true."

After this incident, Guo Yu also had a new understanding of Yu Lian's heart. After handing over the wound medicine to Que Qingyun, he turned around and left without further disturbing.

When Que Qingyun returned to the room, unexpectedly Yu Lian had already woken up, and was about to get out of bed dragging her freshly bandaged wound.

"What is this for?" She put the wooden box on the bedside, put her hand on Yu Lian's shoulder, her cold and calm voice concealed imperceptible concerns, "Where are you going when you are so anxious? "

Yu Lianxin was only wearing a thin single dress, which was baggy and not even fastened, making her petite and delicate.

Her long black hair hung down from behind her shoulders to her waist, against her palm-sized face, there was not even a trace of blood in it.

Her eyes were a little dazed, and when she heard Que Qingyun's voice, she raised her head and stared blankly at the person in front of her for a long time, then suddenly her eyeballs moved, her long eyelashes blinked, and tears flowed down like a torrent that had opened the gate.

But she cried silently, her dark pupils were covered with a layer of moist mist, and the mourning in her eyes poured out through the mist, which even made Que Qingyun feel a piercing pain.

For many years, I haven't seen the little guy cry.

Que Qingyun's chest rose and fell, calming the boiling tide, and Fang reached out to caress Fu Yulian's cheek.

This action seemed to wake the girl up, Yu Lian jumped forward, buried herself in Que Qingyun's arms and called out to Master, sobbing so hard that she was out of breath.

After shedding the pretense of self-protection and deceitful style, after all, she is also a fledgling little girl.

It was supposed to be the age to be blessed and carefree.

Que Qingyun carefully avoided the wound, patted Yu Lianxin on the back, and coaxed her in a warm voice: "Xianxin is obedient, don't cry."

Yu Lian buried her heart in her arms and shook her head. She didn't get up when Ren Que Qingyun said anything, until the remaining physical strength was exhausted, and the relaxed mind swept away her consciousness, and she fell asleep again in the arms of the master.

It's just that her hands were still tightly grasping Que Qingyun's plain clothes, and the latter put a lot of effort before putting the little girl back on the bed.

In the end, Que Qingyun didn't ask why Qing Yulian was crying, and Que Qingyun sighed, carefully tucked up the corner of the quilt for Yulian, and stayed by the side of the bed for a while, then got up and walked to the table, opened the lid of the wooden box, and took out a bag A milky white jade box.

The petals of the thousand-year-old snow lotus are stored in the jade box, and only a few thin pieces are worth a lot.

Take out some lotus petals from the box, supplemented with other kinds of spiritual flowers and herbs that can clear fire and nourish blood, fry them on a fire, and bring them into the room.

Yu Lian was still in a coma, Que Qingyun lit the lights in the house, took a book and sat by the bed, turning a page from time to time.

When the medicine was almost cold, she closed the book and placed it on the bedside, then took the medicine bowl, tried the temperature of the medicine with her lips against the side of the bowl, and took a small mouthful without changing her expression.

Lifting Yu Lianxin into his arms, Que Qingyun leaned over to cover her lips, pushing the medicinal juice into the latter's mouth little by little with the tip of his tongue.

Feed the medicine in this way, three times a day, when Yuxi is awake and conscious, she will be given a spoon and fed to her one spoon at a time.

During this period, due to the thin spiritual energy in her body, it was difficult for Yu Lian to suppress the demonic poison. After a few nights, her hands and feet were weak, and she was covered in cold sweat, but her skin surface was very hot, her mind was confused, and her face flushed.

Que Qingyun detected the pulse on his wrist, and he knew the poison had occurred. Although he had already dealt with it with ease, he still felt heavy in his heart.

This magical poison is unusual, and the source of the poison is difficult to trace, but it is not original in the Tinglan Sect. Que Qingyun guessed that it may have something to do with the group of mysterious people who appeared in the Tinglan Sect a few days ago.

If you can't find the source of the poison and prepare the corresponding antidote, even if she accompany her every day to relieve Yu Lian's unbearable emotional tide, it's still drinking poison to quench your thirst, not a long-term solution.

The frequency of poisoning will increase with the deepening of the magic pattern implantation. After a period of time, it will inevitably affect the mentality and daily practice state.

The short term is a year or a half, and the long term is three to five years. This poison must be eliminated.

Before that, there was one and only one way to barely suppress the toxins in Yu Lian's heart.

Another day, when Yulian's heart was poisoned by demons, Que Qingyun took off his clothes and slept with her. After the incident, he dredged his meridians, cut his palm with a dagger, took the blood and applied it to the place where the magic lines grew under the navel, and used spiritual energy Consolidate the muscles and bones, suppress the poison of the magic pattern, so as to delay the time of the next poison.

After the bloody atmosphere in the room dissipated, Que Qingyun closed his palms, and after a short while, the shallow incision quickly healed under the effect of spiritual energy.

Yu Lian's brows stretched out, she slept deeply, she didn't know what kind of dream she had, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

She should have woken up a long time ago, but it was Que Qingyun who had a headache. Once she woke up, she would not lie down and recuperate well, so she added some sleeping and calming herbs to the decoction she usually took. As a result, she has been recuperating until now, most of the time. go to bed.

Even if he woke up occasionally, he fell asleep again soon.

Due to resting, the sword wound on her body healed well, and the silver thread was removed after a few days of suturing, and now part of the wound has healed, only two penetrating wounds need to be healed for some time.

Knowing that Yu Lian has always cherished her beauty, Que Qingyun applied her ointment to remove the scars every day, to ensure that the little girl would not be saddened by the extra scars on her body when she woke up in the future.

More than half a month has passed like this, Yu Lian's heart injury has healed very much, and she woke up naturally after sleeping this day, and it was rare for her to be clear-headed. She opened her eyes and looked around the furnishings in the house, and unexpectedly found that she was actually in Que Qingyun's room.

Then he heard the creaking of the door, Que Qingyun came in with a bowl of soup, walked to the side of the bed and met a pair of dark eyes, couldn't help but tugged at the corner of his lips, and then said calmly: "Are you awake?"

Yu Lian blinked her eyes, stared at Que Qingyun seriously, and asked after a while without answering, "Master, did you just smile?"

"No." Que Qingyun denied, and changed the topic, "When I woke up, I got up and drank the medicine. It's about time to get out of bed and go for a walk, to get some fresh air."

"Oh." Yu Lian didn't ask any more questions, stood up and took the decoction in Que Qingyun's hand and drank it down in one gulp.

She felt that she had slept for a long time, and her body was covered with cuts and bruises before she lay down. She never thought that after waking up, she didn't even see a few scars, except that her limbs were slightly stiff after lying in bed for a long time, and her bone-broken left wrist was still weak. She walked on the ground. I didn't feel any pain, and the injury recovered unexpectedly well.

Que Qingyun was still the same as before, holding a book in his hand when he was quiet, sitting in the gazebo with soft light, recuperating quietly.

After nightfall, Yu Lianxin naturally sneaked into Que Qingyun's room, the latter was wearing only a thin shirt and was about to put out the candles, but unexpectedly, Yu Lianxin came here uninvited, so she asked her: "It's so late, what are you doing here? "

Holding a small medicine bottle in her hand, Yu Lian raised her eyebrows and replied with a smile, "I'm not here to find Master to help my disciples take medicine."

She lay unconscious for half a month, so who else would take care of her wound except Que Qingyun?

Que Qingyun glanced at her indifferently, but did not refuse after all.

He just didn't want this little rascal to get too far, so he handed her the medicine bottle, then turned around and stripped off his clothes and lay down on the bed.

But the two sword wounds that are about to grow, need to be stripped off, even throwing the obscene clothes and trousers under the bed?

The author has something to say: the second update_(:з」∠)_

Another chapter around nine o'clock in the evening

Ask today:

The knife wound on Master's palm can be healed immediately, why is the scratch behind the ear still there the next day?

Hehehehe... (The smile gradually changes