Chapter 79 The back can never be given to the enemy
Xiaoqing is wearing light red floral cotton clothes today, with pink soft shoes on her feet. She has a pretty face and a striking eye.
When she saw Xia Yan being carried back with blood all over his body, she couldn't even lift her breath. Her eyes went dark and she almost fainted. When Xia Yan was carried into the room, she suddenly woke up and hurriedly rushed into Xia Yan's room with a pair of golden lotuses.
Yan's room.
Soon after, I saw an old pharmacist with a long beard arriving with various special tools. Even the clan leader and several elders followed the pharmacist.
Xiao Qing only saw that Xia Yan's face was pale, and the blood on his chest had dyed his cyan clothes black. At that time, Xiao Qing's mind went blank, and her tears kept falling like a broken string.
She couldn't hear anything from the noisy noise around her. All she could think about was whether Master Xia Yan would die. Who beat Master Xia Yan like this? That person must be a big bad guy...
"This young man has such perseverance..." The pharmacist held five or six small bottles in his left hand and a silver needle flashing with cold light in his right hand.
"Oh?" Xia Feilong stood behind the pharmacist and couldn't help but let out a soft oh when he heard what the pharmacist said.
"Haha, this young master suffered such a serious injury, but there was no sign of pain on his face. I don't believe that such an injury really doesn't hurt. I ask myself, I can't even achieve such endurance.
"The pharmacist's eyes flashed, he nodded to Xia Yan and said with a smile.
Xia Feilong laughed, with a proud look on his face, "Xia Yan, he is the most outstanding son of our Xia family."
Seeing the two of them talking like this, Xia Yan couldn't help but crack his lips, "Clan leader, this senior, it actually hurts me!"
Hearing what Xia Yan said, Xia Feilong, the pharmacist and several elders all had a smile in their eyes.
It wasn't until the pharmacist finished treating Xia Yan's wounds and Xia Feilong asked Xiao Qing to bring out a new set of clothes for Xia Yan to put on that Xiao Qing regained consciousness slightly, but her beautiful eyes were still panicked.
Xia Zixin, who was standing by, saw Xiao Qing's distraught look, shook her head slightly, and helped Xiao Qing take out a set of white underwear from the purple wardrobe.
After a while, all the clan leaders and others in the room had left, leaving only Xia Zixin and Xiao Qing.
"Xiao Qing, please help me." Xia Zixin waved to Xiao Qing.
Xiaoqing walked to Xia Zixin, took the hem of the clothes in her hands, and watched Xia Zixin awkwardly put the clothes on Xia Yan.
Xia Yan was conscious at this time. After the pharmacist's treatment, Xia Yan's wound stopped bleeding and was not very painful. However, it was still a bit difficult for him to get up and cooperate with Xia Zixin to put on clothes at this time. A long sword was cut on the chest.
Wearing something completely transparent is not something that most people can endure. As long as the chest is slightly moved, heartbreaking pain will be felt.
"Miss Zixin, let me do it!" Xiaoqing said in a low voice, with a look of embarrassment on her face.
Xia Zixin's face had long been as red as an apple. When she saw the strong muscles on Xia Yan's body, her heart beat uncontrollably.
Hearing Xiao Qing's mosquito-like voice behind her, Xia Zixin quickly stood up and looked at Xiao Qing.
"Well, this...I'm not familiar with this, Xiaoqing, I'll leave it to you. Xia Yan, you take a good rest. I'm going back first and will come back to see you tomorrow." Xia Zixin didn't know where to put her white hands at this time.
Wherever he was, he didn't dare to look at Xia Yan, his eyes swept across the room randomly.
Seeing that Xia Zixin seemed a little nervous, Xiao Qing couldn't help but feel a little strange. Just now the pharmacist said that Master Xia Yan's life was not in danger...
Xia Yan smiled and said, "Go ahead, Xiaoqing is here."
Xia Zixin said "Hmm" and quickly ran out of the door, closing the door behind her.
Although she has been Xia Yan's maid for more than a month, Xiao Qing has never changed Xia Yan's clothes with her own hands, let alone changing her underwear.
Xia Yan touched Xia Yan's body with trembling little hands. Xia Yan felt that the small hands attached to her body were extremely cold. Then she looked at Xiao Qing's little face, biting her lip. Her face was so red that she was so charming, and her beautiful eyes were so sweet.
Roaringly.
"Xiao Qing, you go out, I can do it by myself." Xia Yan said.
Xiaoqing's face turned pale, and she hurriedly moved her small hands quickly, and said nervously: "What should we do? Master Xia Yan, you are seriously injured now. Xiaoqing is your maid, so let Xiaoqing serve you."
Xia Yan had no choice but to continue lying still. In fact, Xiaoqing's cold hands kept touching her body, which made her feel very comfortable.
At night, Xia Yan was half-lying beside the bed.
Even though he was seriously injured, Xia Yan's practice was still uninterrupted. Lingluo's mental method was running in his mind, and Xia Yan was still condensing the "Tianyu Divine Spear" at this moment.
At this time, the old man Holy Emperor appeared again. Xia Yan felt a sudden energy fluctuation, so he stopped his mental movement, opened his eyes, and saw that it was indeed the old man Holy Emperor who came out.
Xia Yan smiled softly, knowing that the old man of the Holy Emperor would definitely appear today. Sure enough, the old man of the Holy Emperor appeared now.
The old man of the Holy Emperor walked to the bed and looked at Xia Yan, who was lying on the bed and smiling.
"Xia Yan, you are still smiling. Today, you almost died, do you know?" The old man from the Holy Emperor looked at Xia Yan with an angry tone.
That's right, today, Xia Yan and death just passed by each other, less than one centimeter apart.
"Am I not dead?" Xia Yan smiled like a rogue.
He knew that the old man Holy Emperor was only angry because of worry.
"Just because you didn't die this time doesn't mean you won't die next time. Xia Yan, you have to remember that you can never give up your vigilance in front of your opponent. Even if you don't want to kill him right away, you can't hand your back to him. You
Do you understand?" The voice of the old man of the Holy Emperor became extremely solemn.
Xia Yan also had a stern look on his face. He came back from the square. In fact, Xia Yan had been thinking. If he hadn't been careless today and thought that Xi Qiushui would not attack him again, how could he have been suddenly attacked with his strength?
Almost killed?
The old man of the Holy Emperor was right. He escaped his fate this time, but it may not happen next time.
"Well, I understand. I will remember it in the future." Xia Yan nodded.
Seeing Xia Yan like this, the old man of the Holy Emperor vented a lot of his anger, and his face gradually returned to calm.
"The potion is almost used up, right?" The old man of the Holy Emperor's eyes flickered.
Xia Yan's heart moved. Of the twelve bottles of medicine he prepared under the guidance of the old man of the Holy Emperor, only one was left. This bottle was originally supposed to be used today, but now it seems that it will be used.
Wait until at least a week before using this last bottle of potion.
"Yes, there is another bottle. My mental power is much stronger now than before. Haha, the "Tianyu Divine Spear" has been condensed to more than 30%. When I complete the "Tianyu Divine Spear", the Lingluo
The power of the sword is probably stronger than the average superior human-level secret book." Xia Yan was quite satisfied with the speed of his cultivation.
Especially since using this potion, Xia Yan's mental strength has become stronger and stronger, and Xia Yan himself can clearly feel this change. For example, if he was seriously injured today, if he didn't have the mental toughness before, Xia Yan would probably
The pain would really make him faint. But today, Xia Yan kept his head clear.