A smile overflowed from the corners of Ning Fengxu's lips.
He gritted his teeth again and refused to make a sound.
Song Yun listened and asked with trembling hands: "Master, can this man do this? Look at him, his mouth is cramping in pain."
Qing Hua laughed out loud.
"Okay, it's okay. He can bear it very well, so this little pain is nothing." Qing Hui quickly cleaned the wound and sealed several of his acupuncture points with gold needles to stop the bleeding.
"Ah Ting, look at him and tell him not to move."
Qing Hui warned and stood up to observe the battle between Liu Shuangyue and Wan Qiu over there.
Qing Hui doesn't know Wan Qiu's specific strength, but the battle just now gave her a feeling that Wan Qiu's strength should be related to Chang Li.
So Liu Shuangyue may not be his opponent.
Fortunately, just as her attack on Changli just now was just a test, Changli's decision to let Wan Qiu come now is also a test and a warning.
Before the time comes to break up, Changli will not really kill him.
Qing Hua thought for a while, threw out a few red leaves, and shouted,
"Liu Shuangyue, get out of the way!"
During the fight, Liu Shuangyue quickly got out of the way.
The red leaves of the green cypress turn into a sharp sword in the air, and the sword burns with flames, stabbing into late autumn.
At the same time, Liu Shuangyue's blood lotus also transformed into black flames, attacking Late Autumn from another direction.
Under a pincer attack from both sides, Wan Qiu only had time to dodge the flames from Qing Hua, but not from Liu Shuangyue.
Late Autumn's body was unstable, and half of the pierced shoulders turned into ashes in an instant.
He finally flashed and disappeared.
Qing Hui took a few steps back and spit out another mouthful of blood.
After exhausting her spiritual power several times in a row, her whole body was about to be drained.
She managed to steady her body, cross her legs and adjust her breathing.
Unexpectedly, there seemed to be a spiritual power hidden somewhere in her body. When she was using her spiritual power to adjust her breath, it seeped into the meridians of her body bit by bit, slowly, as if
The gentle speed of a gurgling stream is nourishing her meridians.
So after just one week of adjusting the breath, Qing Hui felt that his energy had recovered a lot.
"It's strange. Could it be that there are some hidden treasures in my body?" Qing Hui muttered.
At this time, Song Tanxi and Xuanyu came back with the picked brocade, and the vintage looked pretty good.
Qing Hui had just recovered some strength and quickly refined the spirit brocade into a medicinal solution. He didn't care whether Ning Fengxu was in pain or not, and applied it directly to his wound.
Xuan Yu lay on the side, barked, and turned her belly out to get into Ning Fengxu's hand, as if to tell him that the medicine was very effective.
Qing Hua: "..."
Qing Hua's fingertips flicked its forehead: "You are the only one who plays more."
Liu Shuangyue walked over, glanced at Ning Fengxu with lowered eyes, and said, "You have a good figure, and another little lover?"
Qing Hua: "..."
No, who are the people around her?
A snake that is both a dog and a showman.
A monster like a dog.
There is also a great witch who vows to destroy everyone after going crazy.
Qing Hua sighed.
He reached out and picked up Xuanyu.
"Little guy, do you dare if we build a big one?"
Xuan Yu cupped Qing Hui's hand.
"It's hard to be so angry with that old bald donkey, but if I don't do something for him, wouldn't my loss today be in vain?" Qing Hui narrowed his eyes and said, "Do you remember that big poison den today?
Right?"
Xuanyu has a little head.
Chapter completed!