Gu Qingxi had just fed a pill to a dying monk, and when he took out the silver needle and was about to apply it, Qu Feixuan said a lingering and pathos "Master~~~" and then hugged Gu Qingxi's waist from behind. .
Gu Qingxi felt someone rushing towards her just now, but she didn't feel any malice at all. Then she heard Qu Feixuan's voice and didn't look back.
"Master, you are finally here~~" Qu Feixuan hugged Gu Qingxi's waist and rubbed Gu Qingxi's back, coquettishly and coquettishly.
"Wait aside, I will heal this fellow Taoist's injuries first," Gu Qingxi said.
"No~~" Qu Feixuan finally had the opportunity to monopolize Master, how could she let him go so easily, "I am holding Master, Master can also perform acupuncture."
Gu Qingxi turned her head and looked helplessly at Qu Feixuan, who was looking at her eagerly. Then Gu Qingxi lowered her head and kissed Qu Feixuan on the forehead, and said softly: "Good boy, let go and wait aside."
Qu Feixuan froze, then she let go of the hand holding Gu Qingxi's waist, raised her hand to cover her forehead, screamed, squatted next to her with a happy face, and then held her hand He had a silly smile on his face.
Master kissed her!
"Yeah, I'll be good. I'll wait nearby and I won't cause trouble." Qu Feixuan squatted aside with a silly smile and watched Gu Qingxi's movements.
Gu Qingxi quickly treated the injured monk with acupuncture. The monk who was still dying just now was breathing calmly, and his pale face was now rosy.
"Thank you, girl." The monk who was treated by Gu Qingxi opened his eyes and looked at Gu Qingxi with gratitude. He was so seriously injured that he thought he was going to die. As a result, he survived. This kind-hearted monk had really superb medical skills.
"You're welcome." Gu Qingxi waved her hand and immediately went to treat other injured monks.
The elder next to Feng Xiantian looked at this scene and asked Feng Xiantian doubtfully: "Xiantian, is your best friend a medical practitioner or a swordsman? Her medical skills seem to be very good."
"She is omnipotent, knows everything, and is good at everything." Feng Xiatian was also helping to treat the wounds of the injured monk and said a few words without raising her head.
"This, this is impossible." The Jianzong elder immediately denied it.
"My sword skills are so good, and I'm also a good alchemy cultivator. Nothing is impossible." Feng Xiantian said.
Elder of the Sword Sect: "..." Your alchemy skills are indeed very powerful, and our Sword Sect's acceptance of you is indeed like picking up a treasure. But to say that your swordsmanship is very good, I beg to differ. But this cannot be said.
Gu Qingxi gave Qu Feixuan the elixir she had refined and asked her to distribute it to the injured monks.
Qu Feixuan obediently obeyed.
In fact, many of the monks present knew Qu Feixuan.
Qu Feixuan is a monk who ascended from the lower realm, but his strength is no worse than that of the monks in the upper realm. In fact, there is a chain of contempt in this world. The monks in this world despise the monks who ascended. They have a sense of superiority in front of the monks in the lower world.
But this sense of superiority disappeared in front of Qu Feixuan. Qu Feixuan is tyrannical, ruthless, moody, and a madman who doesn't care when fighting.
Now this madman was obedient and obedient to the female cultivator, which was an eye-opener for them.
Who is that female nun?
"Qu Feixuan, who are you?" A monk who had a good relationship with Qu Feixuan couldn't help but ask.
"My master." Qu Feixuan's tone was very proud. Her favorite master is here! She was the first person in the sect to meet the master.
"Did she also ascend from the lower realm? She is your master, how come she ascended later than you? Is she not as strong as you?" A monk said in a strange tone. Needless to say, this monk was one of the people beaten by Qu Feixuan.
As soon as he finished speaking, he was whipped away by Qu Feixuan.
Qu Feixuan's face was gloomy, her eyes were red, her long hair was flying in the wind, and she looked like a ruthless and cruel god of death.
The monk was horrified. He had fought against Qu Feixuan before. He was not Qu Feixuan's opponent, but he had always believed that his strength was not much worse than that of Qu Feixuan. But now he realized that Qu Feixuan did not use all her strength when fighting him. Just now Qu Feixuan just whipped him, and he had no power to resist.
He was convinced that this was the result of Qu Feixuan's mercy. Otherwise, it would not be as simple as a wound on the chest that is deep enough to show the bone.
"You should be glad that my master is here, otherwise I would crush you to ashes today. Use your pig brain to remember that if you dare to say a bad word about my master in the future, I will definitely cut out your tongue." Qu Feixuan said coldly. .
"Miss Qu, he will definitely not dare to do it again in the future. Considering that everyone needs manpower to protect the human world and resist the demons, let him go." A monk next to him persuaded.
Qu Feixuan glanced at the speaker coldly, ignored him, turned around and left.
Even if the world is destroyed, what does it have to do with her? She appeared here to fight against the demons with these people, not to protect the human world. But for the master. She was waiting for Master to ascend. If Master ascends to this world where all life has been devastated, then the world Master will face after ascending will be too bad.
She knew that Master didn't want to see people suffer, so she appeared here.
As long as it is what Master wishes, she will do everything she can to fulfill Master's wish. Even if it costs his own life.
After this battle, the president of the Human Alliance personally found Gu Qingxi. Gu Qingxi was talking to the elders of the Sword Sect. The injured monks were carried down by the support staff of the Human Race Alliance. The elder of the Jianzong hurriedly pulled Feng Xiantian and asked Feng Xiantian to introduce Gu Qingxi to him.
Gu Qingxi's swordsmanship made the elders of the Sword Sect feel that he should be a disciple of our Sword Sect.
Just after saying hello, the president of the Human Alliance came to find him. There were several people behind him. The group of people all had blood on their bodies, and the murderous aura on their bodies had not dissipated. Apparently they had just participated in the battle.
Wei Tianzhe, the president of the Human Race Alliance, is a man with white beard and hair, but a young and handsome face. He is tall and tall, with steady eyebrows. He looks at Gu Qingxi with eyes filled with admiration.
"This old man has lived for almost 10,000 years. Don't be fooled by his appearance. The old man is quite old and he is still ogling you, tsk!" Qu Feixuan whispered in Gu Qingxi's ear.
Wei Tianzhe's mouth twitched. When did he wink? This little girl is talking nonsense. He just admires this girl who has extraordinary medical skills and swordsmanship, okay? Moreover, this girl brought with her several extraordinary spiritual pets. He just wants to get close to this girl and develop her into the core strength of the alliance, okay?
Gu Qingxi smiled and cupped her hands towards Wei Tianzhe: "I'm sorry, senior, my disciple is talking too much. I hope you don't mind, senior."
Wei Tianzhe waved his hand and said with a smile: "I don't mind, I don't mind. Your surname is your girl. Are you interested in serving as the head of Renxin Hall of our Human Race Alliance and the vice-president of the Human Race Alliance?"
Qu Feixuan frowned and murmured in a low voice: "Where did Renxintang come from? Didn't this old man just make up a temporary hall and make a big cake for you just to keep you?"
Although Qu Feixuan's voice was low, cultivators have good ears. The smile on Wei Tianzhe's face froze a little, and then a look of embarrassment appeared.
Seeing him like this, it goes without saying that what Qu Feixuan said is the truth. This Renxintang was made up temporarily.
