When he was in the sky just now, he heard the little medicine boy's cry, so he guessed that Jiang Yanming knew Ye Zhenfeng, so he immediately reported Ye Zhenfeng's name.
Sure enough, Jiang Yanming didn't ask any more questions, and immediately let him into the pharmacy, saying: "Put him on the bamboo couch first, and I will diagnose and treat him."
Nangong Qi nodded and placed Ye Zhenfeng on the bamboo couch. On the other side of the bamboo couch, there was another person lying there, that was Youruo.
Jiang Yanming said: "He was injured by someone with a very strong martial spirit. Fortunately, I used the eight-door Vajra Shield of Taiyi to protect his damaged eight meridians, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous. Don't worry, Mr. Nangong, the disciple is I will try my best to heal my patient."
Nangong Qi nodded and saw Jiang Yan Mingming casually fetching silver needles and bamboo tubes, taking off Ye Zhenfeng's shirt, revealing his well-proportioned muscles, and a golden dragon tattoo appeared on his fair shoulder.
Jiang Yanming inserted the silver needle into the acupuncture point on his back, then poured the liquor into the bamboo tube, lit the liquor in the bamboo tube with fire, and placed the bamboo tube where the silver needles were inserted.
Jiang Yanming said slowly: "Young Master Ye was injured by someone unknown, and there is a powerful martial spirit in his body. Now I am trying to use cupping to draw out the martial spirit and blood congestion from his body. If I don't remove it, If this force is released, he will not be able to bear it, and his life will soon be in danger."
Nangong Qi stood aside, nodded, and looked at Ye Zhenfeng anxiously.
Jiang Yanming turned around and flashed to Ye Zhenfeng's chest. He slapped his chest hard with both palms. A stream of spiritual power penetrated into Ye Zhenfeng's body from his palms. Ye Zhenfeng raised his head gently, and his body felt wet. There was white smoke coming out.
Jiang Yanming made a random promise to the side: "Go and get a Chilong Huayu Pill, pour half a bowl of rice wine, and let Young Master Ye take it."
"Yes, Master."
Huan Xu turned around and pulled out a drawer from the medicine cabinet, took out a Red Dragon Huaying Pill, poured out half a bowl of rice wine from the wine gourd according to the master's instructions, put in the Red Dragon Huaying Pill, and the Red Dragon turned into a stasis-removing pill. Blood stasis pill will melt when exposed to wine.
Here Jiang Yanming struck again, forcing the blood out of Ye Zhenfeng's body. The bamboo tubes on his back fell off one after another, and black blood flowed out from the place where the silver needle had been stabbed.
He pulled out the silver needle, wiped the congestion clean with a clean white cloth, and then fed him Long Huayu Pill. Only then did Ye Zhenfeng's complexion improve.
Jiang Yanming carried the medicine bowl, looked at Nangong Qi, and said: "My disciple is fine, but he needs to rest for a few days. Mr. Nangong has come a long way, so why not go and rest first? He will wake up after he has been sleeping for a while. Came here."
Nangong Qi nodded, cupped his fists and saluted: "Thank you, Lord Jiang. Just now, Lord Jiang said that Zhenfeng is your patient. Could it be that he has come to Blue Moon Valley for medical treatment before?"
Jiang Yanming nodded and said:
"That day at the Sword Soul Sect's sword trial meeting, the Moon Worshiping Demon Lord came to provoke him. Mr. Ye stepped forward, but unexpectedly, he was injured by the Moon Worshiping Demon Lord, and his eight meridians were injured. That's why he came to Blue Moon Valley to seek medical treatment. .”
"In order to treat the damage to the eight meridians, it is necessary to use the Ice Mysterious Jade Grass and the Snake Pill of the Hydra King, so Mr. Ye went to Luoxue Palace to ask for the Ice Mysterious Jade Grass, while Mr. Han took the people from Baiwu Hall with him. Go to the Snake King Valley to get the Snake Pill."
Nangong Qi frowned and said, "Mr. Han?"
Jiang Yanming nodded and said: "Oh, yes, it is Mr. Hanyue. He came with Mr. Ye, who is his good friend. Now I am willing to be my friend
There are not many young people who risk their lives. I think Mr. Han and Mr. Ye must be close friends. By the way, Mr. Han was also accompanied by Dean Si Bong of Da Yang Mansion. "
Nangong Qi was overjoyed and said, "Si Kong?"
Then he couldn't help but think of Ye Canghen, thinking that before he left Da Yang Mansion, Si Bai had a demon in his body and was trapped by the demon's breath. Who knows what he has become now?
Then he said worriedly: "Si Bai's body is filled with demons. I wonder how he is doing now?"
Jiang Yanming sighed: "Although I am known as the best medicine fairy in the world, unfortunately I am helpless to kill the inner demon and cannot help Mr. Sikong. But you don't need to worry too much. Mr. Sikong has another adventure after leaving Da Yang Mansion. He searched everywhere for a way to get rid of the inner demon Killer, and happened to meet Master Wuchen at Lannuo Temple. Master Wuchen was proficient in the Great Wuxiang Curse, and had temporarily suppressed the inner demon Killer in his body for Mr. Sikong."
Nangong Qi's originally worried face showed a look of joy, and sighed: "I didn't expect Si Kong to have such good fortune. Alas, this inner demon killing is really harmful to people. I'm really worried that something will happen to him..."
Faced with the evil done by the Moon Worshiping Demon Lord, he always felt that everything was caused by him. If he could really harden his heart and muster up the courage to kill Su Yu, he would not be allowed to bring harm to the world, and perhaps there would be no such thing in the world. So many people are suffering.
He always thought that he could turn the tide with his own efforts and make him turn around. I'm afraid he overestimated himself. Maybe in Su Yu's heart, he was just a dispensable person.
He suddenly remembered something again, looked at Jiang Yanming, and asked, "May I ask Lord Jiang Gu, if the Hanyue Master you mentioned has white hair, a pair of purple eyes, and is extremely beautiful?"
Jiang Yanming nodded and said, "Yes."
Nangong Qi thought to himself, Han Yue, Han Ziyue... Could it be that Ziyue is not dead? Still alive. If this is the case, they can be regarded as lovers and finally get married.
No matter what Han Ziyue had with Da Yang Mansion, he always felt that the person who could sacrifice his life to give the Nirvana Fire Lotus to Ye Zhenfeng was his beloved. It would be such a pity if such a good girl really died!
If Han Ziyue was really still alive, he should find an opportunity to tell Ye Zhenfeng about the time she saved him. He didn't tell her at first because he was afraid that Han Ziyue was no longer alive. If he told Ye Zhenfeng, it would only increase his inner guilt and irreparable guilt.
In Nangong Qi's mind, he will never forget the heavy rain that day and the words Han Ziyue said to him:
"The Nirvana Fire Lotus is a sacred object of our clan, passed down by the blood of the chosen ones from generation to generation. Once the Nirvana Fire Lotus leaves, the host's life will be at risk."
"I don't know what consequences I will bear, but no matter what the consequences are, I am willing to do so. However, I don't want him to feel sad about it. This is what I owe him..."
"You are a good master, please help me take good care of him. From now on, thousands of rivers, thousands of mountains, blue sky and yellow springs, if we don't see each other again, I will leave!"
He also couldn't forget the way Han Ziyue turned around and disappeared into the heavy rain that day, looking so decisive and without hesitation.
Thousands of rivers and mountains, blue falls and yellow springs, we will never meet again.
Separated by mountains and worlds, the mountains are poor and the mountains are blue, and we vow to stay with each other until death.
If they are really together, his master is really happy for them. After all, they have worked hard and gone round and round.
, they lived up to each other's affection, and finally got together, which is really enviable.
Jiang Yanming said to the little medicine boy beside him: "Take Mr. Nangong to rest."
"Yes." The little medicine boy nodded, and then left the pharmacy with Nangong Qi.
Nangong Qi was walking and thinking when he suddenly smelled the clear fragrance of wine and couldn't help but look up at the pavilion in the peach blossom forest. I saw three people sitting in the pavilion on the hillside, and the back of a young man in white looked very familiar.
When I saw that back that day, I couldn't help but stop. My eyes trembled slightly, my pupils shrank, and I stopped breathing. His calm heart couldn't help but start to beat in panic, the wind gently blew his sleeves, and also blew through his lonely and desolate heart.
Seeing him stop, the little medicine boy also looked at the pavilion, and then said: "Master Nangong, that pavilion is called Xiangsi Pavilion, and the people sitting in the pavilion at the moment are all people who came to Blue Moon Valley to seek medical treatment. Does Young Master know the people inside?"
After the little medicine boy finished speaking, he raised his head and looked at Nangong Qi. He felt like a wooden man at the moment, just staring at the people in the pavilion and not answering his words. There seemed to be something in his gentle eyes. Tears flashed.
For a lazy and cold person like Nangong Qi, nothing in the world seems to be able to move his heart. But there are some people and things that he has never been able to let go of, so his heart is soft and fragile because of this, so that he always It made myself scarred.
But even though he was scarred and riddled with holes, when we saw him again, his heart was still as soft as spring water, his facial features were still the same as before, and his tired eyes would still shed tears for that person again. This mist-like emotion cannot be seen through or explained clearly.
Hua Canling saw Nangong Qi standing there, looking at the pavilion as if he had been looking at it for a long time, and said loudly: "This young master has come from a long way. I wonder if he would be interested in coming up and having a glass of wine?"
After Hua Canling shouted so loudly, Nangong Qi came back to his senses and nodded to him.
Then he turned his head and looked at the little medicine boy and said, "You go ahead and do your work. I want to go have a drink."
The little drug boy nodded obediently, and then told him where he lived before leaving first.
Nangong Qi walked through the pink peach forest dressed in white, and the peach blossoms slid across his robe in the wind. He looked at the familiar back, hesitating as he walked. There were already thousands of thoughts in his mind, and he had countless thoughts. .
Who is the young man in white sitting in the Acacia Pavilion? Could it be Su Yu? How could he be here? This is definitely a place where he shouldn't be!
At the same time, the person sitting in the Acacia Pavilion was also in a state of chaos. He listened to his soft footsteps and was confused. They should not have seen each other in a place like this. He missed him and was afraid of seeing him.
Just as Nangong Qi lowered his head and was thinking a lot, Su Yu gently shook his fingers, stood up, and turned around in white clothes to look at him.
When their eyes met, each other couldn't help but hold their breath.
Su Yu's eyes were filled with affection, and he looked at him deeply. He had traveled through mountains and rivers, and he was still dressed in white like an immortal, and his features were still as stunning as before.
Nangong Qi only saw the young master standing on the Acacia Pavilion. He was dressed in white clothes and his black hair was blowing in the wind. However, that face was not that of Su Yu. It was another handsome young man who was gentle and elegant, with beautiful features and eyes.
