Cloud of the Qing Dynasty

Yi Qiuhua clenched his fists and watched nervously. It had been so long, Zhang Chi probably had disappeared without a trace, and Mu Liuyun himself had no grievances or enmities with him, so there was no need for him to follow Mu Liuyun again. Liu Yun went on like this, but Yi Qiuhua couldn't care less, he only had one thought now - no matter what, he must get rid of this terrible person, otherwise he would never be able to sleep even a single peaceful sleep for the rest of his life up.

This dude, the royal relatives and nobles, never knew the horrors of the world. Now that he saw the real Shura field for the first time, he was frightened. At this time, Zhang Chi's life is irrelevant, and he has never thought about it. Should I take the opportunity to run for my life? I just stared at Mu Liuyun, who was covered in blood, as if in a daze.

When the head of the master of the Iron Sword Sect rolled down to his feet, and Mu Liuyun looked up at him with terrifying red pupils, Yi Qiuhua finally broke down, screamed, scratched his hair, and fell to his seat He crawled backwards on the ground with his liver and gallbladder split.

"Little Hou Ye, run! Quick, quick, quick..." The trembling guards brought out by the two Hou's mansion picked up the collapsed Yi Qiuhua, and ran away scrambling.

Mu Liuyun didn't chase, but just scanned the battlefield where there was no living person with his red eyes, his goal was to guard the entrance of the cave, even though he no longer knew why he was guarding, the only remaining obsession in his mind was almost completely occupied by madness , just can't let anyone through.

***

When Zhang Chi came back with Ye Hai, it was already three hours later.

He tried his best to run almost out of breath with his unhealed body, he just wanted to go faster and faster, a step slower might be the difference between life and death for Mu Liuyun.

But the distance will not be shortened by half a point just because he is so anxious. Even though Ye Hai brought him over without saying a word, it was still too late when they arrived at the South Gate Pass , the battle is over.

The well-informed Ye Hai was so shocked by the scene in front of him that he couldn't say a word. The small area at the entrance of the South Gate Gate was already like a Shura field, with corpses and severed limbs all over the ground, which made people dare not Believe it was all done by the same person.

And that person was still standing, drenched in blood, like a killing god crawling out of hell, raised his blood-red eyes, and looked at the two moving creatures without emotion.

"Liuyun!" Seeing that Mu Liuyun was still alive, Zhang Chi immediately wanted to rush forward excitedly, but Ye Hai grabbed him: "Dangerous! Look at his expression, he no longer recognizes you Already!"

Zhang Chi's heart shuddered, and only then did he see the cold and indifferent killing intent in Mu Liuyun's eyes. There was no need to doubt that as long as he took a few steps forward, he would become another corpse on the ground without any suspense.

"It seems that he really is...the blood of the blood demon..." Ye Hai's hand unconsciously clenched the hilt of the sword.

"Liuyun, it's me!" Zhang Chi didn't dare to step forward, so he could only stand there and try to wake up the crazy Mu Liuyun: "I'm back, look at me, I'm Zhang Chi!"

Mu Liuyun just looked at him coldly.

"It's okay...it's okay, they're all dead, and I'm safe." Zhang Chi softened his tone, and tried to approach step by step, "Liuyun, look at me..."

The familiar calls finally touched something soft in Mu Liuyun hidden in the depths of his madness. His expression showed some confusion and looseness. Zhang Chi boldly moved closer, and said with heartache: "Liuyun, you are injured, put down your sword and follow me to heal your wounds, okay?"

Mu Liuyun didn't answer, nor did he attack, until Zhang Chi walked in front of him, he just looked at him blankly.

Zhang Chi caressed his blood-stained cheek with trembling hands, and brushed his messy hair behind his ears lovingly.

Finally, Mu Liuyun recognized him, the red in his eyes quickly faded, but at the same time his eyes lost focus.

The Zhishui sword that already had a gap fell to the ground with a clang.

"Liuyun!" Zhang Chi caught the fainted Mu Liuyun, throwing all his rationality out of his mind, only knowing that he was shaking him in panic, it was Ye Hai who came over, caught Mu Liuyun's pulse for a moment, anxiously Said: "Quick! Take him to Tingquan Villa."

***

In the guest room of Tingquan Villa, Mu Liuyun was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, his face as pale as paper.

Ye Guichen pushed the wheelchair over and checked his condition carefully, then shook his head.

Zhang Chi knew that Ye Guichen's medical skills were good, so when he saw him shaking his head, he panicked and asked eagerly, "How is it? How is he?"

"It's hopeless." Ye Guichen said simply and directly.

"How could it be! He, he doesn't seem to be injured at all..." Zhang Chi stuttered in fright, and Ye Hai put Ye Guichen's shoulder: "Oh... explain the situation clearly, don't scare him. "

"Do you think I'm scaring him?" Ye Guichen said flatly, "Visible external injuries are only superficial, and invisible internal injuries are fatal. Relying on good martial arts, I want to use one against a hundred and force my martial arts. Sustained, to the point of breaking through the limit of the body, now the fuel is exhausted, the meridian is cut off, and there is no way to save it.”

Zhang Chi still couldn't believe it: "But...his inner strength is so deep, how could..."

"A person's meridian is like a stream. Practicing internal energy for many years will only turn the stream into a river. Normally, more water can pass through, but if a sudden flood peak occurs, even a large river will break its embankment. His situation is In this way, the viscera and six internal organs have been completely destroyed by the out-of-control internal force, and they can still breathe even now, which is considered to be full of vitality."

"No, no, there should be a way. He is not dead yet, so we have to try everything." Zhang Chi forced himself to calm down, looking for any tiny hope, "Master Ye, please hurry up My buddy, call someone for me, his name is Xin Lanshan, he lives in..."

Zhang Chi described Xin Lanshan's residence in as much detail as possible, and Ye Hai agreed and sent someone to go.

Zhang Chi couldn't just wait, and immediately began to think of the next solution: "Liuyun won a healing holy medicine, Snow Lotus Pill, at the martial arts competition at Jinghong Mountain Villa. It should be useful to eat that. But he didn't bring it with him, then They must have stayed in the Shangqing Palace, yes, we have to go to the Shangqing Palace, and because of their past friendship, maybe they will be willing to hand over the medicine."

Ye Hai persuaded: "It will take at least half a month to go to the Shangqing Palace to get the medicine. How can I make it in time? I have a elixir here, the effect is similar to snow lotus elixir, give him a try first."

"Okay, thank you, Master Ye!" Zhang Chi is now a dead horse as a living horse doctor, walking around the room anxiously, thinking about the next solution, "What else can I do... what can I do? There is a way, think about it..."

Ye Hai saw that his head was about to break from scratching, so he sighed a little unbearably, pushed Ye Guichen's wheelchair out of the room, and asked his servants to fetch the elixir and feed it to Mu Liuyun first.

When he was in the corridor, Ye Guichen said calmly: "You are generous, the snow lotus pill, which is hard to find in ten thousand gold, you can give it away if you want to give it away."

Ye Hai sighed: "For such an outstanding young man, seeing him just lying there waiting to die, after all, I can't bear it."

"It's a pity that your intentions are destined to be wasted."

"His injury...is it really hopeless?"

Ye Guichen thought for a while, and finally shook his head: "Forcibly exercising kung fu, the tendons are broken, he himself knows that this will be the result, so he can only say that he is seeking benevolence, and this is not our business at all. You don't have to worry too much about it."

The trauma on Mu Liuyun's body has been carefully bandaged, and Zhang Chi has carefully wiped his bloody face and hands clean, and Zhang Chi's own wound on his stomach that oozes blood due to strenuous exercise can no longer be found. He didn't care to deal with his skinny hands, he just sat by the bed and stared blankly at Mu Liuyun.

Just like what Ye Guichen said, the trauma is just a minor problem, and it shouldn't make Mu Liuyun unconscious, but Mu Liuyun's face is still getting paler and paler.

After Ye Hai turned the pill into water and took it for him, Mu Liuyun's breathing became a little more stable, but his body was still getting colder and colder. Zhang Chi knew that Ye Guichen was right, but he just didn't want to admit it --No matter how powerful Mu Liuyun is, he is just a mortal. It is impossible for a human being to be safe with one enemy and one hundred. In order to protect him, Mu Liuyun did not hesitate to hold on to the passage of the South Gate. There is only a candle in the wind left in his life.

But what else can Zhang Chi do?Even with the presence of a peerless famous doctor, Mu Liuyun couldn't be cured, and what he did was just to find some comfort for himself.

He pretended to break up at the beginning because he didn't want to hurt Mu Liuyun, but he didn't expect that he would have to face such an ending in the end. If he had known today, Zhang Chi would rather die early, or the two of them would not be together from the beginning. Get to know each other, then at least Mu Liuyun will live well in a place he doesn't know, instead of lying here waiting to die.

Now all the regrets and self-blame are useless, Mu Liuyun's aura is getting weaker and weaker, and he can only watch helplessly.

Zhang Chi's heart ached, he grabbed Mu Liuyun's increasingly cold hands, and tried to get over the warmth. If possible, he really wished to give up his life to Mu Liuyun instead of sitting here and watching the one he loves the most. People die gradually, enduring this heart-wrenching parting.

Perhaps feeling his touch, Mu Liuyun's eyelids trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes.

The author has something to say: ... ... This is a plot that has been planned for a long time, and it is not because no one is watching that BE newspaper office, really, look at my sincerity... run away with the lid on... _( ·ω·」∠)_