One tree blooms for Ika

With a meow, Xueqiu yawned again innocently! !Indirectly exacerbated Fuchen's displeasure!He closed his pretty phoenix eyes that were curved like willow leaves, and his black eyelashes were long and well-proportioned, really handsome and picturesque, very seductive.

What kind of plants, tree trunks, and floating dust grow on the cliffs in the distance have been roughly passed in my mind.

Fuchen thought: Since there is no one on the ground, could it be on the cliff above?He raised his head and carefully observed the surrounding environment.

The dark night made people feel a suffocating sense of urgency. The old tree groaned with a slight breeze, which could be heard very clearly in the empty valley.

Fuchen smiled charmingly, and found it! !

He jumped up lightly and followed the sound to find it.Ah!Fuchen gasped, a hundred meters above the center of the thatched cottage, a dilapidated carriage hung upside down.

The carriage walked on the narrow single-plank bridge with difficulty like a withered old man. .Shaking really makes people sweat.

Fuchen carefully landed on the thick branches near the carriage, Rao Fuchen was so careful.But the tree branch supporting the carriage is probably already 'exhausted'.

There was a creaking, creaking, rattling "gasp" as if begging for mercy, resounding through the entire cliff valley.Snowball simply covered his ears with his hands, curled up his fleshy body, turned over and fell asleep! !

Fuchen took a deep breath and tried his best to calm down the rising anger on his body. After 1 minute, he carefully avoided the messy branches and tried to get close to the window of the carriage.

The "heavy panting" of the branches creaking and creaking made Fu Chen bow his body and approach the car window carefully.Near, near, near. . .

Fu Chen took a deep breath, carefully opened the car window and took a rough look inside!My heart is very depressed! 'Strange things happen every year, especially tonight'.

Tsk!The modus operandi is too vicious!It made his ghost doctor's blood 'joy' up!Don't get me wrong, Fuchen is not a pervert, he 'joyfully' wants to give that person twenty barrels of crane crest right away!

Fuchen saw that the carriage was stained with blood, and there was a bloody and sticky curl lying obliquely in the corner.Fuchen thought to himself: This may be a victim of a bloody rivers and lakes battle, but did it go too far?

Fuchen couldn't bear to think about it, he maintained his balance a little, stretched out his right hand and slowly and carefully moved the curled object out.

Old Shuya sensitively felt the movement of the object pressing on her body, and made a pretentious creaking sound.Fuchen didn't care about the old tree's panting.He thought to himself: Whatever is in the wagon?Dead or alive, he pulled that thing out.If you can save it, you can save it. If you can't save it, let the things in the car be buried in the ground for safety.

Fuchen, who had made up his mind, clung tightly to the cliff with his left hand, and firmly held the curled object in the carriage with his right.With a strong stretch, the floating dust forcefully pulled out the curled objects in the car.

Ah! !Is it actually a sticky blood man?Fuchen suppressed the retching that was churning in his stomach, tightly clamped the half of the bloody man's waist with his right arm, performed lightness kung fu, and finally landed on the ground.

Fuchen let out another long sigh, and wiped the blood on Xueqiu's body in disgust, he was really exhausted.

Bang!

Due to the weight loss of the carriage, one wheel had fallen off, and the rest of the carriage was about to fall.Floating dust seemed to inadvertently pick up a stone on the ground, slapped it, and threw it into the air.

Creak, creak, creak!The voice stopped hoarsely, the stone was tightly stuck on the carriage, and the old tree was "as frightened as not daring to moan anymore"

Fuchen looked at his dirty robe, pinched the sleeping snowball, and reached out helplessly to turn the bloody man over.

Floating Chen took another breath of cold air.

At this time, Fairy Chang'e quietly let go of her tightly closed eyes, and through a ray of bright moonlight, Fuchen saw clearly the blood man's young face, with strips of white flesh turning outward with big thorns. Unrecognizable face.

After a while, Fuchen could only vaguely guess from the tall nose that it might be a 'beauty'.The mottled knife marks are so deep that the bones inside can be seen.The head was severely injured, five or six places were broken, blood accumulated in the brain, the body was severely injured in two places by the vicious palm, and the lungs were severely burned.

Even though Fuchen has lived for 26 years, this is the first time he has seen such a vicious and terrifying technique.When he touched the bloody man's arm, Fu Chen unexpectedly discovered that the man's pulse beat miraculously weakly.

Fuchen inhaled again and again to relieve his anger.Too cruel! !Look at the skeleton of the blood man, he is only about eleven or twelve years old, so he is still a child? ? ? ?He decided that if he finds out who did it in the future, instead of sending the crane crown red, he will make that wicked person into a pig and soak it in the cesspit forever. . .

Finally, Fu Chen took a deep breath, and he used his true energy to protect the blood man (Fu Meng)'s heart.With a stabbing sound, the floating dust tore the inner garment into six pieces, roughly sealing the cracked part of the head.

Pick up Snowball who is sleeping in her nest.

It was so heavy and dirty, Fuchen first hid the snowball in his sleeve, because the snowball was too fat, Fuchen reluctantly put the snowball into his arms, eh!

The feeling of floating dust made Xueqiu breathless!He frowned, did he remember the weight of the snowball?Then lightly held the bloody man's waist, making that man also nestle in his arms.

After everything was done vigorously, Fuchen jumped up lightly, and within a few jumps, Fuchen fell steadily to the bottom of the cliff, outside his own hut.

Fuchen gently sent the snowball back to Fei Qingluan first, and then he came out by himself and then helped the blood man to his room.After a while, Fuchen came out of his own house again, walked quickly to Fei Qingluan's room, got out of the snowball and gave it a hot bath.Then, put it back again.

Next, Fuchen took out a Nine-turn Resurrection Pill mixed with water from the secret room and fed it to Fumeng to eat.Gently unwrap the cloth wrapped around Floating Dream's head.The blood was red and sticky to the wound, like a little bee in the dust. After a busy period, the blood was finally cleaned up, and there was very little of the best golden sore medicine left.

Fuchen started to prepare the medicinal bath again.I really didn't take a moment off!

When he wiped Fumeng's body, the white skin like suet jade and the small face with bloody scars formed a contrast between smooth and rough, delicate and mottled.

All right! !I have to mention that our ghost doctor Fuchen is blowing up at the moment! ! !

Although Fuchen himself is not a senior member of the Appearance Association, but he is born with a heart to appreciate beautiful things.

Fu Chen has always believed that no matter why people live, if they love life and get close to the beautiful things in nature, then they are living with life.

But those who do evil, just cut off the way of life and hurt people's face?No, it's going to explode, it's going to explode.He secretly vowed: not only to heal him, but also to make his face more beautiful.Carefully and attentively adding medicinal materials, Fuchen strengthened his mind even more.

After a while, Fu Chen, dressed in black, picked up a small green bottle and went out angrily.About an hour later, Fuchen came back dressed in black with a calm expression.

After drinking a cup of tea, Fuchen carefully took out the green medicine bottle in his arms, carefully applied it on Fumeng's face, waited until it was evenly applied, then carefully wrapped it with good white gauze layer by layer.

Taking a long breath, Fu Chen felt relieved this time.He put the green medicine bottle into his arms again, fished out the person in the bucket, and carefully placed it on his own bed.

Fuchen checked carefully, and after confirming that the person's life was safe, he fell asleep on the tea table.

The minister of the Tai Hospital, who was sleeping leisurely, naturally would not have thought that the bottle pattern of Ruyi Ruyi Ruyi Ruyi Lishui Anti-skin Cream, which is used by the imperial palace, seems to have one more petal than the original pattern.Who would discover those tedious details, the warm tents in the red room, who would care about other people's life and death, patterns and so on.