Wuming Valley is located a hundred miles east of Luoyue Cliff, close to the south of the Yangtze River. Although it is cold winter, the valley is still full of greenery, as warm as spring.But inside and outside the valley, the scenery is completely different.Outside the valley is the vast white snowfield, which is exactly what it should be like in the cold winter.

A chipmunk squirrel jumped down from the tree, leaving small paw prints on the snow.It looked up, its round eyes were staring at the pine cone in the hand of the man in front of it.

He Gui was standing in the snowy scene with his whole body as blue as sky and water. He bent down slightly, and gently placed the pine cone in front of the squirrel.In just a moment, the squirrel jumped up the pine tree with the pine cone in its arms, and fell into the heavy snow.

He stood on the only road leading to the valley, with the greenery behind him and the snow in front of him.

Indistinctly, a point of darkness is constantly approaching.He Gui gazed into the distance, and barely recognized that it was his friend's carriage.

After half a cup of tea, the carriage galloped up to him and stopped.

There is an order in the Unnamed Valley, and those who enter the valley must walk regardless of their status.

He Guihui didn't have time to ask Lu Jiu why he was in such a hurry, when he saw Fusu get down from the carriage with a person in his arms.His lips were slightly pale, and his eyes were even more blue, completely lacking the appearance and posture of a gentle and elegant gentleman in ordinary times.

"Are you injured?" He Gui stepped forward, frowning, and stretched out his hand to feel his pulse.

Fusu walked into the valley with the person wrapped in his outer clothes in his arms, and hurriedly said, "Linmo, where is the respected master?"

Hegui hurriedly followed, and the disciples guarding Taniguchi saw that it was Hegui, and saluted one after another.

"Master is in the medicine hut, you come with me. But, who is... in your arms?" He Gui took a look, only to see the pale and purple face of the person in his arms, as if he was about to leave in the next moment .

Fusu closed her eyes slightly, then said in a low voice, "It's Qiqi."

He Gui was startled, and looked carefully at the person who only had half of his face exposed in Fusu's arms, and only then could he vaguely discern the familiar eyebrows and eyes.He glanced at the direction of the medicine house, hesitated to speak.

In the end, he didn't say anything, but just brought Fusu into the medicine house.

The ghost doctor Mr. Xijin's medicine house, which is sought after by countless martial arts people in the Jianghu, is just a small courtyard, three wing rooms, and a small courtyard in the courtyard, where all kinds of rare medicinal herbs are dried in the sun.

When Fusu entered, Young Master Sijin was frowning and picking and choosing, muttering: "Oh, the rejuvenation grass is gone, how can I treat that girl when she brings it..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his head, and his eyes fell on Fusu with precision. Those eyes were even a little seductive, but his gaze was as sharp as awn, and Fusu couldn't stand it.

Mr. Sijin had a wicked smile on his lips, and the long ending sounded a bit evil: "Fusu-jun?"

Fusu's expression changed slightly.

It's him!The mysterious person who snatched him away while taking advantage of his poisonous hair and made him promise to send him a letter when he went to Jinnan!

But this person is actually Hegui's master, why did he write that letter?

There were many doubts in his heart, but Fusu was not in the mood to answer them. He just nodded slightly to Young Master Sijin, and said politely: "Young Fusu is polite, please senior to help."

Young Master Si Jin stared at him for a long time, his gaze almost scrutinizing was extremely sharp.

He Gui on the side finally couldn't help sighing, and said helplessly, "Master, you should save people first."

Hearing the only apprentice speak, Young Master Si Jin withdrew his restless gaze, raised his hand lightly and pointed to a room without raising his head, and said, "Put it on the bed first, I'll be there later."

After finishing speaking, he began to bury his head in picking and picking those rare medicinal materials that were worth thousands of gold, and kept chanting.

Accustomed to seeing his master like this, He Gui has long been calm, but went up to help Su to open the door, and then helped make the bed, watching Fu Su carefully put Mo Qing on the bed.

Her face was pale, faintly tinged with bruises, perhaps because she was fainted. Looking at it this way, her brows and eyes did not have that kind of sharp indifference, but only looked very quiet.

Afterwards, Young Master Si Jin walked in carrying the jade box.Seeing Fusu, he said to him unceremoniously: "Come here, take off your clothes."

Fu Su looked up at him, but didn't move.Sijin was even more impatient, and put the jade box heavily on the small table, with an uncertain voice: "On the way to Luoyue Cliff, I encountered Dongying in an ambush, and I was stabbed in the side, but the bleeding was stopped hastily. Then Stopping a few old men with a joint palm, the inner palace is hurt and unstable. Am I right?"

After a while, Fusu remained silent for a while, before speaking: "Senior has good eyesight."

After all, he sat down in front of Si Jin as he said, and took off his inner garment. The wound on his waist had already been split open, and the solidified blood stained the layers of cloth strips red.

Si Jin glanced at the class, took out a bottle of Peiyuan Dan from his sleeve and threw it to him, saying: "Take two. Xiao Gui, change the medicine for him."

Hegui moved extremely fast, lightly and quickly cut off the cloth strips wrapped in flesh and blood, then sprinkled the trauma medicine powder made by Sijin, and then took the bandages and tied them carefully.

"You can't move around for the next five days, and don't touch the water." He Gui watched him quickly put on his clothes, and couldn't help reminding him aloud.

Facing his friend's concern, Fusu sighed in his heart, and nodded in response: "Okay, I will write it down."

Seeing that Fusu had changed the medicine, Sijin ordered unceremoniously: "You and Xiaogui go to gather medicine. If the Resurrection Grass is gone, find two plants. Otherwise, I wonder if you can save the life of your sweetheart."

Seeing that Fusu seemed to have something to ask, Young Master Sijin frowned impatiently, opened the jade box, took out a few silver needles and put them between his fingers, and said impatiently: "I'll talk about it when you get the medicine back. Don't get in the way of my needles."

Faced with Mr. Sijin's rude attitude, Fusu just nodded in response without saying anything, and then left with Hegui after paying him a junior salute again.

Si Jin pulled out Mo Qing's hand, pinched the silver needle and pierced it into the acupuncture point on her hand very quickly.He changed his impatience just now, and half-sat in front of the couch with a calm expression, giving needles with one hand and feeling the pulse with the other.

Si Jin sighed slowly, put away the needle, and then helped Mo Qing to sit cross-legged, and used his skills to restrain her scurrying internal force first.

Mo Qing's injury was more serious than Sijin imagined.

First of all, the most serious thing is that the meridian is terminated, and the meridian must be connected for her.Secondly, she used her internal energy to fight for a day and a night without restraint, but she still faced the enemy alone. Her internal energy was on the verge of exhaustion and needed careful adjustment.

Although Fusu had sent her here as quickly as possible, it was still delayed for one night. Her internal injuries had deteriorated, and she would definitely have a high fever tonight, and she was going to pass through the gate of hell.

"What nonsense!" Si Jin was out of breath, and slapped Mo Qing on the shoulder, "Master is like this, and so are apprentices, they love to show off!"

He beckoned the medicine boy with a wave, wrote a prescription and ordered him to decoct the medicine.Before the Resurrection Grass is recovered, we can only alleviate her injuries as much as possible.

……

The night in Wuming Valley is also gentle, with a gentle breeze blowing by, and occasionally a frog croaks in the quiet night, and the air is tainted with a light fragrance of flowers.

Fu Su stayed in front of Mo Qing's bed, wrung out the wet cloth, and applied it to her forehead.Her face was still pale, but her lips were bright red, as if they were about to burn.The combination of paleness and brilliance makes her look extraordinarily coquettish.

The wet cloth became hot after a while, and Fusu put on another slightly cool damp cloth and applied it on her forehead.At this time, she was hot all over, but she didn't see a trace of sweat, as if she was in a huge furnace, mumbling something vaguely in her mouth.

When Sijin walked into the house, she saw that Fusu was not taking any slack in cooling down Mo Qing. He was also seriously injured, but he was allowed to push him around for a long time without saying a word.

Forget it, don't make things difficult for him.Thinking like this, Si Jin felt more and more that she was really soft-hearted recently.He took two steps forward and said: "Okay, go to the next room to rest, there are servants watching over here."

"Thank you senior, there is no need." Fusu rejected Sijin's rare kindness very flatly, but he couldn't find a single fault from head to toe, he was polite and courteous, without overstepping.

Si Jin didn't bother with him, seeing that he persisted, she didn't bother to persuade her: "Xiaogui is picking medicine, you go and fry the medicine and send it here, I'll give her another injection."

Seeing Fusu leave, Si Jin smoothly changed the wet cloth for Mo Qing again.Then he heard footsteps behind him.The footsteps were fast and slow, with some hesitation and some eagerness, until when he walked behind Sijin, the footsteps suddenly stopped.

Si Jin looked back and looked at the person who came, he couldn't help curling his lips, and smiled loosely and strangely: "I thought you were really so cruel, so I stopped coming."

He stood in front of the couch and looked at the lifeless Mo Qing on the couch, as if he was about to stand like a statue, standing there for a long time without saying a word.

Five fingers were slender, and the hand with thin calluses stretched out, trembling slightly, paused and paused, and finally landed lightly on Mo Qing's hand without touching it.

Full of restraint, he slowly withdrew his hand.

He is obviously a handsome man, but his eyes are full of vicissitudes, giving birth to an extremely contradictory beauty.He moved his lips, and his voice broke like the wind: "12 years..."

"It's me who can't stand her."

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