Wherever Hua Rong looked, there was bright red blood. He narrowed his eyes slightly, tapped the tree trunk with his feet, and jumped down.
Fly towards Yun Yanchu.
Yun Yanchu looked at the Yinfeng Snow Wolf that fell with her, blood spattered on her face, blurring her vision.
She looked sideways in the direction of Hua Rong, and happened to see a little ink approaching her.
Fortunately, this crazy master still knew some sense of propriety... and wouldn't let her be smashed to death.
Thinking of this, the string in Yun Yanchu's head seemed to be broken.
His eyes drooped, completely plunged into darkness.
The moment she closed her eyes, a long green sword came out of the air, collided head-on with the body of the Silver-Front Snow Wolf, and pushed it to a big tree not far away.
A cloud of ink rose into the sky and caught Yun Yanchu.
The moment Hua Rong approached Yun Yanchu, he took off his coat and wrapped Yun Yanchu in it.
The two landed slowly.
Looking at the weak Yun Yanchu in his arms, blurry scenes suddenly flashed through Huarong's mind.
His heart suddenly ached, and a hint of uncontrollable violence appeared in his originally calm eyes.
Hua Rong looked sideways in the direction of Yinfeng Snow Wolf, her eyes brewing something.
The moment he blinked, the countless steel needles condensed in the fur of the silver-fronted snow wolf that hit the ground shattered and turned into countless tiny ice cones floating in the air.
Without any warning, countless ice picks stabbed into the Yinfeng Snow Wolf's body, leaving it full of holes and dripping with blood.
Hua Rong withdrew his gaze and walked forward with Yun Yanchu in his arms.
The moment he disappeared into the forest, the Yinfeng Snow Wolf's body exploded and turned into a pile of minced meat, adding a touch of red to the forest.
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The main hall of Qianming Sect.
In the palace where sunlight cannot penetrate all year round, the ink gauze is gathered.
The dark clouds that shrouded the Qianming Sect before leaving finally smashed down the rain that had accumulated for a long time after a muffled thunder.
The sound of falling rain resounded across the sky and the earth, accompanied by the rumble of thunder.
The whole palace became quiet, as if even the sound of breathing could be heard
In the silent palace, a child of about ten years old was lying on a bed that was far different in size from her.
Hua Rong stood by the bed, looking at Yun Yanchu's intact arm. If it weren't for the holes in the clothes and the residual blood stains, who would have imagined that half an hour ago, this arm had been penetrated by the claws of a monster, and it was alive and well.
Tear off a piece of meat.
The little guy in front of him was not as lively as before, and his little face looked sickly pale.
He closed his eyes quietly and pursed his bloodless little mouth, seeming very uneasy.
Huarong's dark eyes reflected the little man in front of her.
He stretched out his right index finger and lightly touched the right side of Yun Yanchu's face, with complex emotions brewing in his eyes.
With a wave of his hand, he dropped the ink gauze all over the hall, blocking the light again.
Turn around and stride away.
…
When Yun Yanchu woke up again, Shen Nanzhou and Mo Zhifan were sitting next to him.
As soon as she opened her eyes, Shen Nanzhou immediately stood up and shouted: "Doctor Sun! Yan Chu, she's awake!"
"Come on, come on!" Sun Xi, who was taking a lunch break in the outer hall, ran in quickly when he heard Shen Nanzhou's call.
Mo Zhifan stretched out his hand to help Yun Yanchu up, and placed two pillows behind her.
As soon as Sun Xi ran in, he met Yun Yanchu's gaze.
He opened his mouth and heard a warning look from Yun Yanchu before he could speak.
The title on my lips suddenly changed.
"Is the little fairy feeling unwell?"
Sun Xi walked forward with his trademark fake smile, took out the pulse pillow from the bag on his waist, and motioned for Yun Yanchu to put his hand on it.
Facing the familiar face of Yun Yanchu, Sun Xi turned his back to others and showed a forced smile.
In the past few years, he is no longer Dr. Sun of the Holy Medical Hall, but one of the managers in charge of medicine within the Yan Ming Division.
Facing his immediate boss, Sun Xi felt the pressure on his pulse.
In the past few years, he has become Yun Yanchu's exclusive physician. After he left the Holy Medical Hall, Shen Nanzhou asked him if he wanted to become the resident physician of Qianming Sect.
The income is definitely much more than at Holy Medical Church.
But Sun Xi had already entered Yan Mingsi, so naturally he couldn't agree.
But because of this incident, Shen Nanzhou took a high look at him.
Sun Xi did not say anything, but told Shen Nanzhou that if Yun Yanchu felt unwell, he could come and take a look at him.
No, Yun Yanchu, who had never been sick except for the days when he went up the mountain, fell ill this time.
Before Yun Yanchu woke up, Sun Xi did not dare to tell Shen Nanzhou exactly what was wrong with Yun Yanchu.
Now that Yun Yanchu woke up, although Sun Xi took her pulse on the surface, he was actually sending messages asking Yun Yanchu how to tell them.
Under the guidance of Yun Yanchu, Sun Xi also knew how to tell the two of them.
He withdrew his hand to feel the pulse, cleared his throat, looked at the two of them and said, "Xiao Xianchang is suffering from physical weakness caused by consuming too much spiritual power. Just try not to use spiritual power in the past two days."
As soon as Sun Xi finished speaking, Shen Nanzhou and Mo Zhifan looked at each other and both blamed Hua Rong.
When Huarong Chuanyin and two other people came to take Yun Yanchu away yesterday, Yun Yanchu already looked like this.
The two of them didn't know what Hua Rong did with Yun Yanchu, but once this incident came out, they couldn't completely trust Hua Rong to teach Yun Yanchu alone.
But before the two of them could think of a way to stop Hua Rong from teaching alone, news spread about Hua Rong's retreat.
When they heard the news, the two senior brothers breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing that Yun Yanchu was no longer seriously ill under Sun Xi's treatment, the two of them also consciously took up the responsibility of teaching the exercises.
A few months passed in the blink of an eye.
This day was quite special. First, Hua Rong came out of seclusion, and then Chu Wanjun, who had been away from Qianming for many years, received news that he was rushing back.
Huarong's performance after leaving isolation was completely different from that before leaving isolation.
First, there was a certain change in the way he looked at people, as if the previous indifference was due to confusion in everyone's memory.
Then, in his main hall, all the ink yarns were burned by him, and the main hall that had not seen light for many years also saw the light again.
The occurrence of these two things undoubtedly indicates the rebirth of Qian Ming and others.
Shen Nanzhou and Mo Zhifan tacitly went to the main hall. After talking for two hours, the two of them walked out of the main hall with smiles on their faces. This was a scene that had never happened before.
The occurrence of this incident also made Yun Yanchu sure about Huarong's rebirth.
In the past few years since their rebirth, Yun Yanchu has been studying the rules of their rebirth.
She could not confirm when Chu Wanjun and Mo Zhifan were reborn, but Shen Nanzhou was reborn under the witness of Yun Yanchu.
Half a year after she came to Qianming, Shen Nanzhou came to the side hall as usual, but the change in temperament that was very different from yesterday still made people feel unusual.
With just one glance, Yun Yanchu was sure of Shen Nanzhou's rebirth. This chapter has been completed!