Qiu Qianlin's cave is very dark, but the things inside are complete and very neat, which is more in line with his style of pale and paralyzed man. Su Hanjin dragged him to the bed and put it in place. He crushed a Reiki pill and fed it to his mouth with water. Then he untied his clothes and put medicine on the injured shoulder. He received a heavy blow on the shoulder, his bones were broken, and he always insisted on protecting her in his arms. Although he knew that he protected the former Meiniang, Su Hanjin still felt very moved. He just felt that this man also valued love and righteousness, which was admirable.

After taking the pill, Su Hanjin sat cross legged at the head of the bed and used her aura to nourish the injured meridians. This time, her state fell sharply, and then she was seriously injured. She couldn't get up for a while. It's estimated that she still had to leave sequelae. I don't know if she can return to the previous foundation period. Su Hanjin is a little depressed. She's not the protagonist and can't mix into a female match. What's she doing here?

At this time, Jin Zhongliang, the horse planting man, has stepped on the foundation building period with the magic repair and Meiniang. After returning, he seems to have an insight into the meaning of the sword. He can challenge the middle stage of the foundation building with the cultivation in the early stage of the foundation building, and then knot pills and follow the wind and water. At the time of the author Keng Wen, Jin Zhongliang is probably in the late stage of his emergence, and with multiple secrets and secret treasures, he can challenge the old monsters in the late stage of distraction, Before that, there was the author's golden finger, and no one could take any advantage of the protagonist, so Su Hanjin felt that she could never provoke Jin Zhongliang again. Even if she wanted to revenge, she had to wait until after the author Keng Wen.

She sighed faintly. Even after she lived there, she couldn't improve her cultivation and revenge. Other people's hard work for a hundred years is not worth the protagonist's Day! At the thought of this, she smoked at the corners of her mouth. Did God pity her that she was a 28 year old virgin, so she got into this world without chastity? Thinking of this, Su Hanjin shivered silently. As a result, her aura stagnated and almost hurt her again.

However, when she woke up this time, she felt that her divine consciousness was a little stronger than before. Maybe it was because she had two thoughts at the time of cultivation? Well, shouldn't it be easier to get possessed? Su Hanjin shook his head. She moved aside lightly and looked at Qiu Qianlin who was still lying motionless in bed.

His face was still frighteningly pale, but his lips were not as dark as usual, but there was no blood color, and there were some small cracks. Su Hanjin moistened his lips with a handkerchief, and then subconsciously touched his forehead. He was relieved that he didn't feel anything unusual.

He was injured and his spiritual power was completely exhausted. He wanted to consume too much and couldn't wake up for a moment. Su Hanjin looked at him silently and touched his eyebrow. It is a worthy death. But he has not make complaints about his whereabouts in the book. But the man who is against Jin Zhongliang, especially the devil, is dead.

The death of each of them highlights the hero's courage, evil charm, beauty and hegemony. Qiu Qianlin is no exception.

Presumably, the author wouldn't spend much time describing such a role. It's just that the person in the devil's way has a pale face and sinister eyes. At this time, Su Hanjin looks at his face. There is no cruel eyes and evil momentum. He lies so sick and weak, and the whole face looks particularly soft, although it's not the beautiful faces described in those books, But you can see it. After seeing it for a long time, Su Hanjin silently added a sentence in his heart, but it was also very beautiful.

She adjusted her breath, he was unconscious, and so on for two days.

Su Hanjin came out of meditation and breath regulation again and found that Qiu Qianlin was still in a coma, which made him feel bad. Qiu Qianlin's cultivation requires a lot of blood. Is it because of the lack of blood? Thinking of this, Su Hanjin bit his teeth, then decisively made a cut in his arm, squeezed out a small bowl of blood, and then slowly fed it to his mouth.

After a few days, Su Hanjin was still badly hurt and bled a bowl every day. As a result, she became weaker and weaker. By the seventh day, she couldn't stand up. She leaned against him, her body weak and her consciousness gradually blurred.

Just at the last moment, she thought, could it be that she really just let her experience the circle fork? Unfortunately, the first one made her feel sick, and the second one, she had never fallen in love with him. Maybe after closing her eyes, she can go back to the computer and leave a message in the author's article. I think Qiu Qianlin is a good man.

Thinking of this, Su Hanjin also smiled gently.

When Su Hanjin woke up again, he found himself still lying on the big bed in Qiu Qianlin's cave, but there was no one else around him. When she turned over and got up, she found that her whole body was wrapped in a layer of black mud. The soil had been hard, and countless mud dregs fell with her actions.

Su Hanjin was startled. Could it be that she had slept for 180 years, so she had such a thick layer of plaster on her body? It can't be true? Could it be that the author also gave her a golden finger and went directly after kengwen? She stood up and jumped hard twice, but the hard mud on her body was not easy to fall off, especially some skin stuck together, which made her feel particularly painful.

Qiu Qianlin's cave naturally has a spiritual spring. Su Hanjin thought and rolled down the stone steps in the pool under the spiritual spring, directly dyeing a pool of clear water gray.

When she washed it thoroughly, before she could get dressed, she saw a man standing on the stone steps above.

"Who?" at this time, she didn't have any clothes all over her body. When she saw someone, Su Hanjin subconsciously surrounded her chest. Just the next moment, she asked with some surprise, "is it Qiu Qianlin?"

Back to her was a black wind. The man came to her in an instant and took her in his arms.

"It's really you. How long have I slept?" Su Hanjin asked him with a smile, but he didn't answer, but lowered his head and kissed her. Su Hanjin was stunned at first, and then pushed it away.

Qiu Qianlin frowned and looked rather dissatisfied. He continued to reach out and hook Su Hanjin's waist. His other hand slipped onto her hip. As soon as he touched it, Su Hanjin slapped him.

Su Hanjin felt a pain in his palm.

"Mei Niang, you..." his eyebrows were locked, and the Yin and Li described in the book appeared in his eyes very appropriately at the moment.

"What I practice is the Sutra of desire for women. If I'm not a man with pure Yang physique, I will lose my cultivation." Su Hanjin smoothed the long hair scattered behind him to the shoulders on both sides, blocking the spring light in front of his chest and the sight of Qiu Qianlin.

"But your accomplishments will be improved." Qiu Qianlin said coldly.

"Harming others is not particularly self-interest. It's not cost-effective." Su Hanjin smiled and then asked, "when I woke up, my whole body was wrapped in mud ash and my things were gone. Where's my heaven and earth bag? You have to let me wear a dress."

Qiu Qianlin took off his robe and put it on her. Su Hanjin picked up the steps and went up. He stood below. Although she was wearing a wide robe, at this time, two smooth and white legs and jade feet stimulated his nerves. When she continued to go up, he saw the spring light at the bottom of her robe. His mind was hot and his mind was in a trance.

Su Hanjin looked back and saw Qiu Qianlin standing there with two nosebleeds. She was stunned at first, then blushed, her legs folded slightly, and gave him a slightly annoyed look.

But there was a embarrassed smile in his eyes. It was a charming and amorous different from the past, which made his heartbeat seem to stagnate in an instant.