My lord, you crushed me

I don't know what hidden weapon it is, and the two of them didn't dare to move casually. Yan Yuanjie turned sideways to let Momo go first, and then turned to look at Yan Yuanjie after he settled Qu Jiangliu, who was almost exhausted. The two waited for a long time, and the paper fan also Without making any movement, Yan Yuanjie finally put down his guard and bent down to pick up the paper fan. It's strange to say that the paper fan just fell out in front of the bed, and it was inevitable that Yan Yuanjie and the others would have concerns.

"Huh?" Qu Jiangliu gradually regained consciousness, unlike when he first met, he was no longer full of hostility, but the toxin had slowly dispersed in his body, and his tendons were also hindered by the toxicity. .So when he raised his hand to see his injury, it seemed particularly difficult.

Casually stuffing the paper fan into his arms, he turned around and walked to the bed, Yan Yuanjie's movements were done in one go, every minute and every second was not wasted.Pressing Qu Jiangliu's hand that was tearing his clothes to check his wound with one hand, gave him a reassuring look, and sat down beside the bed.

Qu Jiangliu stared blankly at the stranger in front of him. For some reason, he was willing to believe him at this moment, and slowly retracted his hand.

After tearing off the clothes, it was Momo who gasped, not Yan Yuanjie, it was obviously just a small wound, but it was bloody due to the toxicity, this is how big an enemy would use this method to deal with it.

Momo couldn't hold back in the end, turned his head and ran out covering his mouth. The fear of blood was like an innate demon, and he still couldn't fight it after all.Faintly heard Yan Yuanjie's voice, "Get me a basin of water."

Finally escaped from that suffocating place, Momo stood on the path holding the tree beside the path and breathed in the fresh air. After finally overcoming the fear of blood, he went to the well to fetch a basin of water and brought it to the well. Yan Yuanjie's room.

Yan Yuanjie had already cleaned up Qu Jiangliu's wound with cloth strips, Momo was still in his stomach the moment he stepped into the door, he suppressed his nausea and brought water to Yan Yuanjie.

"His injury is easy to deal with, but I can't handle the poison."

Yan Yuanjie was dealing with Qu Jiangliu's wound while talking, the black and purple wound made him frown.

Qu Jiangliu has been half-dizzy and half-awake. He can vaguely feel that someone is treating his wound, but it is as unreal as a dream. A wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Jiang Liu remained silent.

After about a cup of tea, Qu Jiangliu's wound was finally treated. Yan Yuanjie carefully covered Qu Jiangliu's wound with a bandage, and Momo moved all the blood-stained items out.

When Qu Jiangliu woke up again, he found that he had been stripped half naked at some point, and what was even more frightening was that there was a young man lying on his body, looking at him with shining eyes.

"Well, don't get me wrong, your robe is stained with blood, I just took it off for you."

Perhaps because he didn't expect Qu Jiangliu to wake up suddenly, Yan Yuanjie's expression on his face was a little panicked, his head was lowered, and he got closer to Qujiangliu, his breath sprayed on the other's face, and his lips almost touched the other's. .

Yan Yuanjie took a deep breath, hurriedly left Qu Jiangliu's body, and gently pulled his robe out from under Qu Jiangliu's body under Qu Jiangliu's bewildered and unbelievable expression.

Yan Yuanjie looked at Qu Jiangliu for a moment, turned around and left without saying a word.

Qu Jiangliu was left alone lying on the bed weakly, staring at the bed curtain for a while, until Momo came back to take out the bloody clothes, his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something What.

And Momo, who was afraid of blood, kept his head down, didn't notice the change of Qujiangliu at all, and ran out with his clothes at a speed of [-] meters.

"Thank you." Due to his weakness, Qu Jiangliu failed to say the last two words, and the words were still stuck in his throat.

"Yeqing, what happened to what the king asked you to do?"

Mo Jue opened his eyes and looked at the hermit in front of him. His eyes were filled with impatience. He would remember all of this accident on Prime Minister Zuo's head, but right now he couldn't find Qu Jiangliu, and he didn't know who that person was. Dead is alive.

In the tavern that day, he had already seen that Qu Jiangliu was deeply poisoned. It stands to reason that he could not go too far after being poisoned, but why did Ye Qing search for it for three days without any results? Could it be that Ye Qing was not doing well? ?

"Master, Ye Qing also searched all the places around the tavern, but did not find the whereabouts of the Iron Bone Fan."

It was still an indifferent voice, but it added a little bit of self-blame.The hermit in black knelt on the ground on one knee, reporting to Mo Jue the progress of his work today, waiting for Mo Jue's order.

Even if he knew what the result would be, Mo Jue still felt his heart tighten after learning about it from Ye Qing.

"Go and check again, keep finding him!"

With the emotional agitation, the voice couldn't help raising a few decibels, and then Mo Jue also realized what was wrong with him, cleared his throat and said, "Back off."

"Yes."

Ye Qing disappeared in a flash and quickly disappeared into the night.

"Jiang Liu, I will definitely find you."

Mo Jue clenched his fists, his fingertips gradually turned white, and it was hard to hide the moist eyes.