A cold moon hangs high in the sky. The breeze blows by, blowing down a fallen leaf. The fallen leaves fall on the water. The lake surface creates ripples, disturbing the full moon illuminating the water.
The bright moonlight shone through the window into an inconspicuous room. What's amazing is that people outside the room cannot see a room here at all. Only people in the room will know that they are in a room.
The moonlight shone into a room. Under the soft moonlight, Mo Qianluo was sitting on a chair, staring at a jade piece on the table with concentration. The jade piece played over and over again like a holographic projection.
This was the battle ten days ago.
At this time, the door was gently pushed open, and Qi Xiangdie, who was dressed in black, walked in gently.
"You should go to bed, I'll change shifts." Qi Xiangdie said. After that, he poured Mo Qianluo a cup of tea and handed it to her.
Mo Qianluo looked at Bai Xiangbing who was lying motionless on the bed. If it weren't for his breathing, he would have doubted whether he was dead.
"This is the longest time he has fallen into a coma after being injured." Mo Qianluo said with a teacup.
"But it should be the worst time he was injured." Qi Xiangdie said: "This time, not only was his upper body destroyed in a mess, but the energy called dragon energy in his body was also deprived. Because the 'dragon energy' was taken away, it also shook his foundation. This time you should make the worst plan. If his good luck can always accompany him, then he will wake up, but whether his cultivation is gone or he will stop from now on the road of cultivation is hard to say."
Mo Qianluo gently got up from the chair: "I have made the worst plan."
Qi Xiangdie said, "That's good." Then he handed a bottle of powder and a piece of paper to Mo Qianluo's hand, and said, "You should have guessed the effect of this powder. This piece of paper is the instruction manual. I hope he didn't let you use this pack of powder."
There was nothing written on the bottle of the bottle of medicine powder, but as smart as Mo Qianluo still understood what the use of this pack of medicine powder was. Mo Qianluo touched the bottle containing the medicine powder with the fingers. Under the moonlight, you can see that the small bottle is brand new. She can also feel the residual warmth on the bottle, which was left by Qi Xiangdie after holding the bottle for a while.
"You hesitate for a long time, but you are so cold-hearted." Mo Qianluo said.
"You don't have to care about me. He and I are just ordinary friends. It's easy to forget it, but it's difficult for you to forget it, unless you use special means." Qi Xiangdie smiled indifferently.
"So do you want me to be this bad guy?" Mo Qianluo lowered her head and looked at the medicine bottle, unable to see her expression in the shadow.
"Because you are the most suitable, only you can do it, neither of them can do it." Qi Xiangdie walked to the low cabinet at the head of the bed, picked up the wet towel in the basin of cold water on the low cabinet, and replaced the towel covering Bai Xiangbing's forehead.
"What about you?" Mo Qianluo asked.
"I don't have any memories to forget." Qi Xiangdie sat on the chair and said, "Of course, if you think you can bear it, you can smash the bottle now, but don't smash it in front of me. This bottle is new, and I feel heartbroken."
After watching Mo Qianluo leave the room, Qi Xiangdie took out the fragment, glanced at Bai Xiangbing and continued to study.
"Even Wangchou San has been moved, you kid is really guilty. This is not an ordinary Wangchou San, it is a special effect version specially customized for you and your three girls." Qi Xiangdie muttered.
Bai Xiangbing, who was lying on the bed, could not hear her mumbling at all. His consciousness was still in chaos. The blood splashed on his face had been wiped clean, but his face was still as pale as snow. Qi Xiangdie lifted the quilt and untied his clothes. At this time, he had changed back to a men's clothing. Qi Xiangdie untied his clothes. The sewn wound was exposed to the air, and a scar that almost cut his upper body in half was shocking.
"You haven't died on the spot after being injured so seriously. You're just a cheater." Qi Xiangdie took apart the thread on Bai Xiangbing's body and opened the small box on the bedside table, took out a medicine bottle, opened the medicine bottle and poured the ointment inside into a small cup containing water.
"Let's see if the special medicine developed by Mo Qianluo is powerful." Qi Xiangdie pried open Bai Xiangbing's mouth and poured the diluted ointment into his mouth, then quietly watched his reaction.
It seems that there is no reaction. Forget it, no matter what, the research on copper sheets has not been made, so I honestly insist on the remaining equipment. Qi Xiangdie took out a handful of hidden weapons from the space stone and placed them on the table in different categories. The types are dazzling. The escorts alone are already full of the table, and the other hidden weapons can only be temporarily put back into the space stone.
At this time, a black figure flipped into the window. The night clothes could not cover the body of the person who was flipping into the window. It was a woman whose face was covered by a black black mask that gave people a sense of aristocracy.
"As for this, just go out and catch a chicken." said the masked woman.
"It's because of fear of attracting something that shouldn't have attracted. Although the dragon is gone, the survivors have not yet regained their former territory from the minions of ferocious beasts and various beasts. It's no different from casually exposing human aura." Qi Xiangdie took the chicken and said to the man: "Thank you."
"It's really troublesome." The masked woman complained. As soon as she finished speaking, the woman wearing the mask suddenly burst into a cloud of black smoke, and the mask fell weakly from the air. Qi Xiangdie stretched out her hand and firmly caught the mask.
Next time you summon your clone, you must be prepared to avoid summoning a clone with different thinking from your own. Thinking of this, Qi Xiangdie couldn't help but smile bitterly. In order to bring this mask that can be isolated from this clone with different thinking from her, it was not easy to put her in a mask. It took a lot of effort to press her to the ground and force her to put this mask on her.
Who made this clone not know why she didn’t get her talented skills? She can only use this kind of earth recipe.
Qi Xiangdie was too lazy to think about clones. She had used clones many times, and this happened from time to time. The Butterfly Gate clones were the last spell left to her by her master. Because the Butterfly Gate clones were very special and the top priority of the Butterfly Gate, Xidie finally taught her this spell. Unfortunately, before she could learn it, Xidie had an accident and only left half of the Butterfly Gate clones for Qi Xiangdie. Later, Qi Xiangdie completed the second half herself. Because of this reason, the Butterfly Gate clones she used had such different thinking situations between the clones and the body. There was even a battle with the clones for three days and three nights to convince her clones, and sometimes she could not defeat her clones.
When Qi Xiangdie put the chicken aside and planned to stew the chicken tomorrow, Bai Xiangbing, who was lying on the bed, finally gradually regained consciousness.
After half an hour, Bai Xiangbing, who was lying on the bed, suddenly jumped up from the bed with a carp, his whole body was red and hot as if it was burning. He rolled from the bed to the ground, curled up with his body and his expression was so painful that he screamed. White smoke was coming from the ribs behind him.
Qi Xiangdie, who was trying to wipe the sleeve sword, raised her head and saw Bai Xiangbing's appearance. The first thought that came to her was to immediately ask Mo Qianluo to come.