C162

162 chapters

Kunlun Mountain

the white smoke of sandalwood burning in the corner of the room curls up. In the empty room, Shen Qingchen's eyes are closed, and his face is pale. If it is not for the general smell of gossamer, others may think that he has already gone to huangquan.

Zhi ~

the door was slowly pushed open, and then the white boots gently stepped on the ground. At the end, the eyes fell on Shen Qingchen, who was still lying on the bed. If Feng sighed and closed the door, he would gently put the medicine bowl on the table.

"Not awake yet?"

Ruofeng takes a worried look at Shen Qingchen, walks to the bedside, bends down, but sees Shen Qingchen sweating, and his face turns pale. He is stunned, "elder martial brother?"

There is no response. If the wind blows, Shen Qingchen reaches out and says, "elder martial brother? What's the matter with you? "

Never thought, if the wind's hand hasn't touched Shen Qingchen, Shen Qingchen has suddenly opened his eyes, stretched out a hand to hold his wrist, that pair of deep eyes stare at him, see if the wind heart mercilessly tremble.

Ruofeng looks at Shen Qingchen stupidly.

"If the wind?"

When that face came into view, Shen Qingchen was stunned and quickly released the wrist that had been scratched by himself and left five finger marks. Then he quickly looked around and tried to sit up. "How can I be here?"

He moves, the wound on the abdomen is a fierce pull, pain immediately hit, Shen Qingchen face suddenly changed.

"Elder martial brother, be careful."

If the wind reaction comes over, quickly is to stretch out a hand to hold Shen Qingchen, frown a way, "big elder martial brother, you are stabbed by the affair of the person all forget?"

Shen Qingchen sat by the head of the bed and rubbed his eyebrows. "It's a little fuzzy."

"Maybe you haven't recovered yet, elder martial brother. It's not too late for you to have a rest and think about it."

If the wind is concerned about the Tao.

"Well."

Shen Qingchen was pale and asked ruofeng weakly, "how did I get back to Kunlun mountain?"

"Because we were going down the mountain to do business, we happened to pass through the wasteland and found the elder martial brother lying in a pool of blood. At that time, you were in a coma because you lost too much blood, so we didn't dare to delay. We immediately sent you back to Kunlun Mountain. Fortunately, the elder martial brother was OK."

If the breeze turns round to carry medicine to come over, the way.

"By the way, there is another girl..."

Shen Qingchen's eyes were slightly open, and he was busy. The movement was too big, and it was the wound on his lower abdomen. The blood seeped out through the thick gauze, and Shen Qingchen's body arched.

"Elder martial brother, don't worry. You've been seriously injured this time. If you pull the wound again, you'll be in trouble."

"When we got there, the girl was out of breath, and you were seriously injured, so we had no choice but to send you back first."

If the wind action, followed by helpless way.

Hearing the speech, Shen Qingchen slowly closed his eyes, and a pale face appeared in front of his eyes. His chest was stuffy, and his blood rushed up to his chest. His throat was fishy and sweet. Shen Qingchen quickly covered his sleeve, coughed violently, and slowly moved away his sleeve. The white sleeve had been filled with a large amount of blood red, which was very dazzling.

"Elder martial brother..."

If the wind saw the scarlet on the sleeve, he couldn't help taking a breath.

"I'm fine."

Shen Qingchen quickly covered the blood in his sleeve, opened his pale, bloodless lips, and said faintly, "prepare for me. I'll see the master later."

"Elder martial brother, but you still have injuries It's really not suitable to get out of bed. "

If the wind worries.

"I'll make it myself."

Shen Qingchen took a deep breath, stretched out his hand to support himself, and said that he was about to start.

"Don't worry, elder martial brother. I'll prepare for you now."

If the wind is startled, even busy, words, if the wind turned to push the door out.

Shen Qingchen sat quietly on the bed, pale, slowly opened the quilt, looked down, the half open coat, tied to the belly gauze is already oozing blood, he gritted his teeth, and then stood up, pulled the clothes on one side, one by one put on, abdominal pain from time to time, Shen Qingchen body micro bow, hold on to one Next to the hanger, eyebrows tightly wrinkled together, but without saying a word.

For a moment, if the wind brings in a basin of water, when he sees Shen Qingchen changing his clothes, his face suddenly changes. He quickly puts down what he has in his hand, and then runs to him and holds him, "elder martial brother, what are you doing?"

"It's just a minor injury. Why be so impatient?"

Shen Qingchen's face was expressionless, and he glanced at the green lamp. The pale and bloodless face was a light cloud.

If the wind a Leng, can't say a word.Shen Qingchen has always been like this. Even if he is hurt or hurt, he never says it. He takes everything on himself and bears it silently. As time goes by, he even makes people wonder if this person has never been vulnerable, because he is always stronger and indifferent than anyone else, just like that no matter what happens in the world, he will not influence this situation People's mood is not so good.

Think of here, if the wind pupil mercilessly a shrink, the mind suddenly raised that kneeling on the ground of a figure, heart, clatter a sound, like what mercilessly cut a knife, and then forced back to reality.

No, there is such a person in this world, just like a ghost, who robbed all the hope in his heart on that night 30000 years ago.

After biting his teeth, ruofeng looks at Shen Qingchen's shaky back and tries to pull the corner of his mouth, showing a smile. "Elder martial brother, I'll help you."

Shen Qingchen hands on the table, action, "no, you go out first, for me to inform the master."

"Well, be careful, elder martial brother. Don't be too reluctant."

If Feng knew that no one could defeat Shen Qingchen, he would retreat.

The footstep sound gradually far away, Shen Qing Chen slowly closed eyes to go, ten fingers dead of button the table, clenched teeth.

"After all, it's doomed..."

He murmured, and the sigh slowly dissipated into the air.

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…… It's Suwen Xiang I am also very helpless, I can't write sweet! What can I do? Abandon the text or something Better not I'll try to write sweet at the back, OK?