the other side.
"Sir, how long do I need to take this medicine?"
Su Qingyue, who returned to the courtyard, turned around and asked the pale pink figure not far away while washing the dishes.
Cui Luohan didn't even raise her head: "He hurt his vitality by forcing himself through the barrier. Let's drink for a while longer."
"Those medicinal materials..." Su Qingyue finished washing the dishes but hesitated.
However.
"If you are willing to help him drink, there is no harm in removing it."
The words that reached his ears made him take action. Not only was Su Qingyue responsible for cooking Yi Xuan Miao's decoction, he was also responsible for the medicine. Cui Luohan just wrote a recipe for it.
Therefore, Su Qingyue knew better than himself how Yixuanmiao would react after drinking it.
After all, he made the medicinal soup with his own hands, how could he not be clear about it?
That recipe is so detailed.
It was so detailed that after Su Qingyue read it, he burned it directly to ashes and buried the ashes under a tree in the courtyard. The decomposition should have been completed by now.
Cui Luohan is still very strict in this regard. Even if the Confucian scholars today know a little bit about pharmacology, they can't understand the ingredients and just think that the medicinal soup itself has that taste.
As the saying goes, those who drown are often those who know how to swim.
Su Qingyue decisively filled up her desire for survival: "My friend's will can be tempered by this opportunity, and it is possible to go further. I still won't ruin his future."
"The medicine over there is almost ready. I'll send it to you later for no reason."
"How long do I need to drink this?"
"Drink for another three days, and then I will help him make a new pair."
Compared to the careless Yixuan Miao, Sui Wutuo's treatment in this regard was much better. At least, the medicine he drank tasted normal.
"good."
After Su Qingyue packed up her things, she turned her attention to the medicine she had given Sui Wudu. He was busy with something that he couldn't help with.
Not far away, Cui Luohan was sitting at the table with a pen in hand. In front of her was a long bottle made of glass, which contained part of the demonic energy, which was contaminated when Sui unprovoked invaded the Netherworld.
How to avoid the influence of evil spirits on people is the first priority.
She put together several targeted plans, but the results were, to be honest, somewhat unsatisfactory. Simple medical solutions could not solve the problem, and taking needles to the battlefield was not safe enough.
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"Senior brother, it's time to drink medicine."
When Su Qingyue saw Sui Wutuan again, this single-edge creator who had killed seven in and seven out in Youdu was meditating on his couch.
Although his body was severely injured, his energy and spirit were extremely high.
Those demonic energies not only failed to affect him, but instead helped Sui refine his sword intention for no reason, making it even more pure. If the demons in Youdu knew about this, they would probably be shocked.
After hearing Su Qingyue's voice, Sui quit the meditation for no reason:
"Excuse me, Qingyue, for making a special trip."
He exhaled a breath, rolled over from the couch, went up to take the medicine bowl, picked it up and drank it all in one gulp.
Naturally, you need to drink the medicine while it is hot to ensure the effect.
No matter whether this sentence is true or not, it is believed without reason.
This kind of temperature is nothing to an innate man, not to mention that he has already gone very far in the realm of Taichu.
"It doesn't matter." Su Qingyue took the medicine bowl that was handed over, and there was not even a single bit left in it. He continued:
"The husband said that this medicine needs to be taken for three days. At that time, she will re-diagnose and prepare new medicine."
Sui Wugui nodded lightly: "Yes, I understand."
After the medicinal soup entered the body, it turned into a warm current, flowing with the true energy to the limbs and bones, repairing the small cracks, and allowing Sui Wu's body to continue to improve.
"Qingyue, if you're not in a hurry, you can sit down first," he continued.
So the two of them sat down, and Su Qingyue expressed concern: "I wonder if Senior Brother is interested in the Fengyun Monument?"
"Are there any names of single-edged swordsmen?" Sui Wudu was more concerned about this aspect.
"There is one, the leader of the single front of the Demon Sect back then."
"Single-edged Sword Demon, should you laugh at me?"
"Yes, it is said that he never switched to the path that his senior fellow apprentice followed, but instead used self-destruction to continue to implement the realm of my destruction."
Not to mention single-edge swordsmanship, even if it were placed in the Sea of Swords, the path I took would be enough to take the sword to the wrong direction. Anyway, Su Qingyue seemed to be very outrageous in this matter.
After hearing the words, Sui Wudu thought thoughtfully: "Is this so?"
"Your injury is not healed yet, so don't do anything rashly." Seeing him like this, Su Qingyue immediately became anxious: "Besides, he doesn't look like Kuang Shen Yu, and he didn't do anything out of the ordinary."
This senior student just seems innocent and has a simple personality, but he accepts death. Once he sees something clearly, it is difficult for others to persuade him to come back.
He is very strong-willed, otherwise he would not be like this.
"I can distinguish the important from the important." Sui Wutuo replied quickly. It's hard to say whether he really listened to it or not.
Generally speaking, he will express his preferences in his expression.
Su Qingyue just assumed that this senior student had listened.
However, he still decided to resign: "I suddenly remembered that sir, there are still some medicines that need to be cooked, so I won't bother you. There is no need to tighten the medicine too tightly when my senior is preparing it."
"Did Wan Sakai Ronheng say when it will start?"
"It hasn't been decided yet. If there is any news, I will inform my senior."
"Then please trouble me to read it."
"It doesn't matter, I'm going back first, please."
When faced with Sui Wugui, Su Qingyue could easily lose control of her mouth. Basically, she answered all questions, but she couldn't do this anymore.
If the injury worsens, he will feel very sorry.
Therefore, he decisively chose to run away.
Sui didn't think too much for no reason, and he wouldn't think too much given his personality. After sending Su Qingyue away, he got back on the bed and continued to meditate. He didn't find such a monotonous life boring.
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In the wilderness, in the bleak autumn wind, today, the sound of gold and iron can be heard endlessly, the sword light is bright, the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, plowing one mark after another on the ground.
"Last resort."
"Come!"
The last move was decided in one word, and neither of them would hold back anymore.
In an instant, the sword energy burst out, the sword intent was vertical and horizontal, and the sword light fiercely destroyed each other at this moment.
"It's so different from ancient times but still so subtle."
"One sword brightens the moon and one sword autumn."
At first sight, two streams of light shot out, as if cutting the line between heaven and earth.
The two figures each integrated what they had learned. The sword and the sword each shined brightly in the desolation, blooming with the most dazzling light.
It makes the universe pale, and the sun and moon have no light.
The swords of Qiu Feng and Gu Ang Bo clashed several times, and the two swords that shook the world clashed to the extreme.
Boom boom boom——
The sound of thunder was heard on the ground, and the sword energy was swaying in all directions.
Two figures holding swords passed by.
When the spreading storm gradually stopped, the world returned to silence.
In the wind, two tall figures stood with their backs facing each other.
One of them said: "The agreement of ten moves has passed."
"No matter who wins or loses." The other person has already put away the sword in his hand.
The two have known each other for many years and have had several sword discussions, but they all ended in draws like today.
"Are you interested in going to Wanxi Chaocheng with you?"
"oh?"
"There is an old friend there who will amaze you."
"Why not?"
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(End of chapter)
