There was a pool of fresh blood outside the cave. Bai Cha's eyelids twitched, he pulled Long Aotian's hand away and hurried into the cave.
The cave is not completely dark. The walls are covered with blue-purple crystals that emit cold light. Although it is cold, it illuminates the cave.
Less than a hundred steps later, the field of vision in front of me gradually broadened. A beam of light shone down from the top. The area illuminated by the light was a fresh green color that was completely opposite to the entire lifeless canyon.
The colorful flowers were stained with water drops, and a man wearing a white monk's robe with blue edges was carefully tending the flowers and plants.
Hearing the footsteps, the man turned his head and looked at Bai Cha.
At the same time, Bai Cha was also looking at the man.
Coincidentally, both of them were stunned for a moment.
No one expected to see someone who looked so similar to themselves here.
After the shock, Bai Cha quickly recovered.
The world of cultivation is so vast and everyone lives a long life, so it is not surprising that they look somewhat similar.
Looking past the man, Bai Cha immediately saw Yuan Qing lying on the jade bed.
He lay there quietly, with his long, snow-colored hair spread around his body, with a few strands hanging disobediently from the jade bed.
His clothes were torn by the strong wind, and bright red blood stains could be seen everywhere. There were several scars on his arms and cheeks that were particularly glaring.
He lay there motionless, not at all like a living person.
Minghua noticed that Bai Cha was looking at the half-dead man, so he wisely took a half step back to make way for her.
Without Minghua's obstruction, Bai Cha quickly ran towards Yuanqing. When passing by Minghua, she nodded slightly and thanked the man.
Minghua didn't say anything, but kept looking at Bai Cha with his eyes.
When Long Aotian came back from outside, he saw this scene.
His handsome face was elongated, staring at Minghua like a resentful woman.
Minghua was still angry and glanced over with cold eyes.
Long Aotian immediately put away his sorrow and squatted helplessly in the corner holding the fluorescent crystal.
嘤~
Why is Minghua still angry!
Bai Cha was unaware of the interaction between Long Aotian and Minghua.
She could feel Minghua's probing gaze on her, but nothing was as important as Yuan Qinglai at this moment, so she ignored it even if he noticed it.
After approaching the jade bed, Bai Cha discovered that there was a big hole in Yuan Qing's abdomen. The red lips in the past were now covered with a layer of frost. Only the slight rise and fall of his chest proved that he was still alive.
She subconsciously rummaged through her storage bag.
But the moment she actually touched the storage bag, she withdrew her hand.
She has no more elixirs...
All the elixirs were distributed while supporting the barrier.
She can't get a single pill now, and she has no way to help Yuan Qing heal his wounds...
Water mist suddenly rose in her eyes, blurring her vision.
"He's still alive."
The man's clear and gentle voice came from behind. Bai Cha raised his hand and wiped away his tears with a slightly hoarse voice: "Well..."
She sniffed slightly and calmed down her emotions. She turned around and saluted the man respectfully: "I would like to thank the Immortal for saving my life on behalf of Yuan Qing."
Immortal Lord Minghua shook his head slightly: "He just happened to fall at the entrance of the cave, I just picked him up conveniently, I have nothing to thank him for.
What really protects him from death is the body-protecting elixir that is close to the best."
While speaking, Master Minghua walked up to Bai Cha, and stared at Bai Cha quietly with his cold eyes: "Your elixir cultivation, that body protection elixir came from your hand?"
Although the other party looked somewhat similar to himself and also rescued Yuan Qing, Bai Cha did not let down his guard easily: "How could the Immortal Lord have such an idea?"
Minghua saw the defensiveness in Bai Cha's eyes and didn't care. He just smiled softly and said, "Just asking casually."
After saying that, he turned his attention to Yuan Qing: "Is he your Taoist companion?"
Bai Cha blinked, not expecting that the other party would ask such a question. His brain froze for a moment before he let out a dull sigh.
She nodded, Minghua's eyes narrowed slightly, and at the same time he turned to look at Yuan Qing, who was lying on the jade bed. Compared with the way he looked at a dead person in the past, his eyes were now more scrutinizing, and he looked at Yuan Qing.
Looking from head to feet, he turned his attention back to Bai Cha:
"Let's change it."
Bai Cha couldn't keep up with Minghua's brain circuit for a while.
Minghua sat on the stone bench and poured a glass of water for the white tea. He did not continue the topic just now, but talked about something else: "No matter how anxious you are, he won't wake up now. Sit down and let's talk."
Bai Cha didn't know what she had to talk about with the other party. She just wanted to take Yuan Qing back as soon as possible...
Seeing that she was standing still, Minghua smiled and said, "Have you taken a good look at yourself in the past few days?"
As he spoke, he waved his sleeves, and a water mirror appeared in front of Bai Cha.
In the water mirror, Bai Cha's eyes were reddish. Her long hair, which had been neatly combed by Yuan Qing in the past, was now messy and draped behind her back. The delicate hairpin was missing somewhere.
The long black shark gauze dress also had numerous tears. Compared to Yuan Qing, she looked even more embarrassed.
Minghua put away the water mirror: "If he sees you like this, he won't be relieved."
With that said, Minghua took out a black gold-patterned dress from the storage ring and pushed it in front of Bai Cha.
Seeing Bai Cha standing there indifferently, he sighed helplessly and used his trump card: "Change your clothes and let's talk about ways to save him."
Bai Cha entered another cave, recited a dust-removing spell, and quickly changed his clothes.
This dress is not much different from what she usually wears.
Randomly pulling up his hair with a hairpin, Bai Cha glanced at his left hand that had turned into a withered bone, and then walked out.
Previously, Bai Cha's arm corroded by the demonic energy was not exposed due to the cover of the clothes. After putting on the new clothes, the hand was exposed to the air.
Minghua noticed Bai Cha's hand as soon as he came out. Instantly, his calm face became a little more violent.
Bai Cha didn't understand why the other person changed his face whenever he said so. He just sat quietly opposite the man: "Can we talk about how to treat him now?"
Immortal Minghua took a deep breath: "Your arm..."
"It's just a minor injury." Bai Cha didn't care, but looked at the man eagerly, "You won't go back on your word, will you?"
Immortal Lord Minghua almost laughed out of anger at the white tea. He drank a gulp of water and said, "Before that, let's talk about something else."
Seeing Bai Cha getting up to leave, he hurriedly said: "Don't worry, no matter whether the conversation ends well or not, I will save him."
Bai Cha stopped talking and waited for the other party to ask.
"How old are you this year? Do you know who your parents are?"
Bai Cha frowned, not understanding why the other party asked these questions, as if he was recognizing a relative.
But complaints are complaints, she is not narcissistic enough to feel that she has any blood relationship with the immortal in front of her.
"From the moment I awakened to consciousness until I am about two hundred years old, I still don't know who my parents are."
Obediently answering the man's question, Bai Cha just hoped that the other man would finish the question quickly and take action to save Yuan Qing.
Minghua looked at Bai Cha tenderly. In terms of personality, Bai Cha was not similar to his weak sister at all, but his face was exactly the same as her.