Chapter 174

Tianxuan sword gate.

Jiang yunya is practicing sword in the forbidden area. He can't absorb aura, but the flying sword can. Obviously, it is a very cold place. The flying sword will occasionally flash fire. A sword will cut it out, and the blazing flame will burn everything. The next moment, it can be condensed into ice and frozen for thousands of miles.

In addition to pain, there was only a sword left in his life. Now the sword is in his hand. From the handle he holds, he can feel the vibration of his heart. The connection gradually deepens every day and night he keeps the sword. It is this connection that makes his sword more exquisite. It's like he's the sword, and the sword is him.

Jiang yunya stabbed a sword into the cold pool and stirred up the water all over the sky. It splashed on his hair, cheeks and eyes. His long eyelashes trembled slightly, like two butterflies flapping their wings at the corners of his eyes. The bead of water slid down the line of his face. He leaned slightly and looked at the reflection in the cold pool.

The veins on his face were no longer ferocious, but also narrowed to the upper half of his face. With the increase of cultivation, his pain and suffering were alleviated.

The water drops on his face fell into the cold pool, and the ripples swayed gently. His reflection moved with the waves in the water. Such water lines made his eyes slightly dark, and he remembered the scene of her disappearance.

It swung away like water lines and disappeared completely when his fingers were about to fall. His hand was on the cold ground, and it was clear that a moment ago, the palm was rich and soft. Jiang yunya was a little distracted. His flying sword stabbed into the cold pool again. Then the sword light flew and hit all the splashed water droplets into more water droplets, which made his whole person wet. When he was excited by the cold water, the extremely subtle strange emotion that had just risen was left behind.

He danced his sword and showed his learned sword moves one by one, again and again, without fatigue. He didn't stop until someone broke into the forbidden area and sat quietly on the edge of the cold pool.

……

Xuanqing took Su Hanjin into the forbidden area. He had taken her to ask a traditional Chinese medicine teacher to have a look. He filled her with medicine and prepared some miraculous medicine. Now the injury has stabilized, but it will take some time to recover. The wound caused by the black gas is difficult to recover for a while, and I'm afraid it will leave scars that can't go out in the future. She wears a mask, but those wounds are real. Even if she takes off the mask, they still exist.

Xuanqing sighed and saw several black wounds on Su Hanjin's face, one of which was drawn from the center of his eyebrows to the corner of his mouth. He sighed deeply. The forbidden area is the safest place of Tianxuan sword gate. She is not afraid of the cold here. Therefore, Xuanqing brought Su Hanjin in. But this time he didn't throw her into the water, but directly moved the pharmacist's bed. After placing Su Hanjin on it, he rubbed his arms and jumped: "Your master is injured. You can take good care of her. The elixir she put on her changes every two hours. This is taken three times a day. Don't mix it up."

Xuanqing put several bags of medicine at the head of the bed. He thought of a possibility since he saw the sword slave advance last time. Now, it's the safest in the forbidden area, but it's impossible to call other female practitioners to serve. No one can stand the cold. The sword slave is already her person anyway. The two are close. The most important thing is that he is a sword slave and can't hurt the master. Therefore, it's up to him It's most appropriate for him to take care of him. However, thinking of this, Xuanqing said, "Haosheng is guarding. She's seriously injured and can't make any mistakes. Do you know?"

Jiang yunya slowly raised her eyes. A moment later, she nodded slightly. Xuanqing left with a sigh. After he left, Jiang yunya stood up. He went to the bed and silently looked at the unconscious person on the bed. There were several black wounds on her face, forming ditches on her face.

If there are protruding veins on his face, she is a concave ditch. Jiang yunya suddenly remembered that when the mask fell to the ground, he was a man, he never cared, and he was used to it.

But she is a woman. What a blow those indelible scars will bring to her.

This time, he held out his hand slowly again.

Her eyes were closed, her face was pale, there was no blood on it, her lips were dry and cracked, and there were small openings.

This time, he didn't hesitate. His fingers fell on her face and gently touched the black gully. He laid his hands very lightly. His fingers stroked the skin, touched the edge of the gully, gently rubbed and touched, and the itchy and sour transmitted from his fingertips invaded his ancient well's waveless heart.

Jiang yunya suddenly withdrew his hand. He turned around and left. After sitting in the corner, he closed his eyes and looked calm and cold. Only the finger curled in his sleeve trembled slightly, like his heart floating on the water at this time.

Two hours later, Jiang yunya stood up. He opened the medicine bag at the head of the bed and put it away. Then he untied Su Hanjin's clothes. There were more wounds and many black scars on her, which were like a spider's web.

The place where the dressing needs to be changed is wrapped with a bandage, which is on her chest. Jiang yunya looks at her. Even if she is unconscious, her hand also grabs the things around her neck, so he wants to move her hand away. As a result, he finds that her hand is very tight. When he wants to break off her hand, he sees her eyebrows wrinkled. Even with her eyes closed, he can imagine that her eyes are as cold as a cold pool at this time.

They were close to each other, and there were no inch strands on their bodies. Therefore, he knew that what she held in her hand was a silver long-life lock. The long-life lock was very special, because it was not an object in the cultivation world, not even the lowest magic weapon, but a secular thing. And he knew that this thing had a great weight in her heart, perhaps more than her own life. Jiang yunya's eyes were deep. Seeing that he couldn't let her go, he had to lift his arm and untie the bandage on her with one hand.

After gently scraping off the original medicine mud, he was surprised to find that there was a dark palm print on her chest. The palm print was black and red, which looked very strange. After he paused for a while, he wiped the new medicine mud carefully. There was no black wound on his chest. The skin at that place was still smooth and delicate. With the fall of his palm, the coagulated fat * * trembled slightly, and the plum blossom on it was also a little red.

His fingers inadvertently crossed, he felt the plum blossom bloom, making the red glow all over the sky in his blue eyes. Every time they combine, he can improve himself, and advance rapidly at a speed he can't imagine. Of course, the most important thing is that he can't advance in other ways except such a combination.

Jiang yunya frowned slightly. He shifted his eyes and cast his eyes on her face. His hands were still lightly smeared. Just such an action made him accidentally touch her bright red with his fingers and stand upright, making his hands tremble slightly.

He knew that this was because of the mental skill she had practiced. She was colder than the cold pool, but her body was particularly sensitive. Even though she was unconscious at the moment, her body had reacted. Jiang yunya's throat moved slightly. He smoothed the medicine for her. After caressing it carefully, he grasped the softness and scooped a hand fragrant, smooth, soft and greasy.

A moment later, Jiang yunya withdrew his hand. He wrapped the bandage for her again, and then sat down against the edge of the bed. His breathing was heavier than before, and a thin layer of sweat was on his forehead. He knows what he wants. Similarly, he knows what he can only want.

He is Jiang yunya. All he cares about is his sword and the call far away.

When Jiang yunya got up again, he gave her medicine. The pills and juice were to be taken by her. Because people were unconscious, and he had no aura and could not use magic, so he had to use the most primitive method. He used his mouth to ferry the medicine and juice into her mouth. There was nothing unusual.

Just after she swallowed it and before he got up, his tongue licked her dry lips. He moistened her lips and felt that a stone fell into his heart lake from high altitude. It was obviously only a small bit, but it gradually sank and finally buried at the bottom of the deep lake.

Ten days later, Su Hanjin woke up.

When she woke up, she found herself lying in the forbidden area. She was relieved. Her whole body was in pain. When she looked down, she found that she was bound with bandages. These things were not as fast as the spiritual spring in the white jade gourd of life and death. However, at this time, her most important thing was not to treat her injury.

Su Hanjin sat up after putting on his clothes, and then summoned Xuanqing.

When Xuanqing didn't come, she held the longevity lock, looked at Jiang yunya and said, "if a person has only a wisp of remnant soul, how can she revive it?"

He was the elder martial brother of Haoqi in Qingmang mountain at the beginning. Maybe he knew more than her. It's not certain. After su Hanjin asked, he saw Jiang yunya shaking his head without lifting his head. She was disappointed and looked at the longevity lock in a daze.

Although she was badly hurt, she didn't feel any pain at all. She even thanked Liao Changqing. If he hadn't become a devil and if he hadn't pulled out the soul monument of the town, she didn't know that there was a wisp of ghost of Qiu Qianlin in the long life lock.

He didn't disappear completely. He still exists in this world.

This is the world of cultivation. She believes that as long as there is a wisp of residual soul, Qiu Qianlin will be able to resurrect.

Xuanqing quickly rushed over. When he saw Su Hanjin, he looked happy and strode over. Because he was in a hurry, there was a gust of wind and a smell of sour smell came to his face.

The monk avoided the dust and decided that these spells were very common. He could do it like this. It was a wonderful flower in the cultivation world. Su Hanjin's mouth was hooked and her eyes were bent. She held the long life lock in one hand and fanned the wind in the other hand. When Xuanqing approached, she turned her eyes and glanced at Xuanqing and said, "master, why are you so smelly again?"

Her action made Xuanqing suddenly stunned. After a long time, she sighed. (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly ticket at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.)