Extra 2: Depressed Qing Hu
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Fortunately, he was in human form at that time and his body shape was not that huge.
Fortunately, he was drawing a strip at the time and was very thin, not too heavy.
She went to great lengths to drag him back.
It turned out that there was a furnace sealed under the land. The owner of the furnace was the Demon Lord a million years ago. This Demon Lord loved making swords all his life and liked to use the souls of living people to make swords. Scholars did not tolerate it, so he spent his whole life and used nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine souls to build a Nine-Dragon Cauldron. With this Nine-Dragon Cauldron, he forged an evil sword that changed the color of heaven and earth.
He provoked many great gods, and Jiuzhongtian's self-esteem was provoked. Those gods who were accustomed to being aloof could not bear it anymore and gathered together to break up his soul and ban his Nine Dragon Cauldron and sword respectively.
No one expected that the Nine Dragon Cauldron would be sealed in Wushan.
What's more, he didn't expect that the furnace cauldron sealed in Wushan would be found by Xiao Hua.
Xiao Hua's injury was really serious and he lay unconscious for more than half a month. ""
Qing Yi cried day and night and drank all the medicinal materials she could find in Wushan. However, he didn't react at all and his breath became weaker and weaker.
Another week passed in the blink of an eye, and he was no longer breathing. Qing Yi gave up completely, smoked white hemp, wove it into cloth overnight, and hurriedly made him mourning clothes.
After finishing the mourning clothes, she held them to the bedside, looked at him with his eyes closed, sniffed, swallowed back the tears that came up, sat down by the bed, and reached out to touch his face.
He usually transforms into a black snake, and rarely spends time transforming into a human form. A few days ago, I was worried about his injuries and didn't take a serious look at his face.
It was only then that I realized that he looked like this. This look is so beautiful.
She touched his face again and again, not wanting to take her hands away.
I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly I saw his pale, paper-thin lips move, “Have you touched me enough?”
Her hand on his face froze. My heart felt like it was going to fly out of my chest. I stared nervously at his closed mouth and waited for a long time, but he didn't move. I put my finger under his nose, but there was still no breath.
She flattened her mouth and lay on top of him, beating his chest with her hands. He cried out, "You bastard, you left me alone. Don't expect me to guard your grave."
His somewhat depressed voice came from above his head. "If you don't guard the grave, where can you go?"
She continued to cry, "I'm going to marry a Sophora japonica from Dongpo as my wife. I won't have to worry about food and clothing, and I won't have to think about you, a bastard."
"Sophora japonica already has three wives."
"His three wives are having sex all the time. The mountain locust spirit has been unhappy for a long time, so I just happened to help him get rid of them."
"Although the Sophora japonica spirit is romantic, she has normal preferences and is not a pedophile..."
"He can raise me for a few years at most. When I am old enough to get married, he will make a lot of money while his old cow eats young grass."
"Isn't it a man who refuses to leave something that can be used and hold something that cannot be used?"
"You're not him, how do you know he won't?" She was angry, and suddenly raised her head to meet his dark eyes. She was stunned and stared at him for a long time. Then she suddenly came back to her senses and pounced towards him. He hugged her tightly and cried profusely, "Although it's not the first seven days, I don't mind if you come back early."
Her arms tightly wrapped around his wound, making his scalp numb with pain, and he gasped: "Let go."
"Don't let go." She tightened her arms and hugged him more firmly. By this time, she could already feel his body temperature. Although his body was very cold, it was by no means like a dead ice cube. Cold, that is to say, he is still alive.
Thinking about the days when I was worried about him every day, when he lost his breath, I wanted to let him go with me, and how heartbroken I was, how could I let go.
He grimaced, "If you don't let me go, it will take me seven days to come back."
Only then did she notice the greasy wetness between her arms. When she lowered her head and looked down, her face turned pale with fright. It was his wounds that had stopped bleeding for a long time that were oozing blood again.
He hurriedly found herbs and cloth belts, and hurriedly untied his clothes.
He was touched and pulled randomly by her for a while, feeling a little embarrassed and moved to the side of the bed.
As soon as he moved, more blood flowed out. She became anxious and threw herself on the bed, pressed him down, roughly grabbed his clothes, pulled hard, and peeled him off. All that was left was a pair of obscene pants.
He looked at her sitting slumped on him and his face turned red.
She glanced at him inexplicably, then hurriedly applied the crushed herbs to his wound.
He felt more and more uncomfortable, his eyes wandering, and he was embarrassed to look at her, so he could only look at the bowl she placed beside him. In the bowl, there was a large weight of various herbs mixed in black and green.
I accidentally saw her hand reaching into the bowl to grab the medicine residue.
When I saw the pieces of grass in her hand, I was stunned. There were zedoary, safflower and other medicines used to break blood in the medicine residue. It was also mixed with some dogtail grass. I was so puzzled that I stretched out my fingers to pick it up. Some curcuma and safflower, "My injury should stop the bleeding."
Qing Yi quickly glanced at the herbal residue in his hand, "Can't this stop the bleeding?"
"This medicine breaks the blood..."
Qing Yi was startled for a moment, and her hand full of herbs stopped in the air, "But it has been used for so many days, why can't you see all the blood on your body, and there is still so much blood flowing out?" After looking at his injuries, he said He looked at his hands and saw that they had been used for more than half a month. He didn't care to use them more, so he simply applied them all on the wound on his chest, took off the bandage, and began to wrap it.
Xiao Hua's face was red and white, and it was really ugly. He picked up the half-cut dog's tail grass that was not smashed, "Then what's going on with this?"
"You're bleeding profusely. I'm in a hurry to stop your bleeding. Of course, there are some things I can't do carefully."
Xiao Hua's breath was stuck in his throat and he couldn't spit it out for a long time.
Looking at the bowl of medicine again, I thought it was amazing that she didn't kill him with her tricks.
He was smoking, and he was usually thin. After lying down for these days, not eating or drinking, he became even thinner. Except for the muscles in his arms, which had not shrunk, the skin on his body was tightly pressed against his ribs. Everywhere he put it, there was a bamboo pole.
Qing Yi tied the knot quickly and poked his ribs, "So thin..."
He stiffened.
She continued to comment. "It's no wonder that you turn into a dragon all day long... In fact, dragons are not much better than this. Look at the wind chasing monster in the Western Mountains, and then look at the mountain tiger spirit... a tiger with a back and a bear's waist, then it is called a male... otherwise it is like an elephant. That locust tree spirit, with fluttering clothes and immortal spirit..."
He was at the age where he wanted to save face and became angry with shame. "Hang on, I'm not going to marry you. What do I look like? With you..."
She was in a good mood when she saw him come to life. Seeing him angry made me even more happy, and he could still get angry. It means he can't die.
Grab the soju from Feng Huaijing. He wiped away the open wounds on his waist.
The sharp pain when the soju hit the wound blocked his next words.
He gritted his teeth again and again, and his knuckles were clenched until they turned blue, but he just didn't hum. He only looked at the mourning clothes she had sewn for him.
She usually likes to follow him all over the mountains. She doesn't like to be a female celebrity. One stitch is big and the other is small. He passed his index finger over a missing pin corner and sighed: "I told you to practice more female prostitutes when you have nothing to do. With a look like this, who will marry you in the future?"
Her face flushed as if she had been given a shot of blood, "You still don't like it even if I wear it for you. Don't ask me to mend your future clothes."
He coughed slightly, retracted his fingers from the hole, closed the hole, and slowly smoothed it, "This dress, well... it's actually sewn quite well." He shook it off and draped it over his body.
Qing Yi hurriedly pulled it off. These clothes were for the dead. How could he wear them now that he was alive? "Who cares about making clothes for you?" He jumped out of bed and threw the mourning clothes into the brazier. Burn away.
Xiao Hua watched the mourning clothes burn away, feeling distressed for the injuries on his body. It was the first time she made him clothes. Although there were a lot of holes, he was a man, and he wouldn't suffer if someone showed his flesh. , as a result, the fire disappeared...
From then on, he was always dressed in white.
He is good at martial arts and good at reading.
From astronomy and geography to travel notes and casual books, you can read them all.
Although his father abandoned him in Wushan, his uncle Ziwei regarded him as a treasure and brought him enough books from Jiuchongtian to pile up a hill.
This time he came back with his life saved. Although he woke up, he still couldn't get out of bed. He piled a few thick piles of books on his pillow, so his life was not bad at all.
Since he was injured, he slept on Qing Yi's bed. Qing Yi was afraid that his condition would change at night and did not dare to let him sleep alone. He could not imitate him and turned into a snake and coiled up on the beam, so he moved the couch in the courtyard. He came in, made a mattress, and slept beside the bed.
She said she was sleeping, but in fact, she hadn't been able to take a serious nap in the past half month. Apart from going out to collect medicine every day, she would also stay by the bedside. She was really sleepy, so she only took a light nap.
When Xiao Hua woke up, she lost her fear and worry and fell asleep as soon as her eyes closed.
In the dream, many ferocious demons and ghosts suddenly came to Wushan, forcing Xiao Hua to hand over the evil cauldron. Xiao Hua had a narrow escape to get the cauldron, but he was unwilling to hand it over, and he protected it even if he lived and died.
Those demons pursued Xiao Hua with weapons. Xiao Hua was seriously injured and could not withstand the carnage of many demons. All the wounds on his body suddenly opened and blood flowed all over the floor.
Her mother said that she was very weak and would not be able to help him, and would risk her life in vain. She was holding her life and death, not only not allowing her to come forward to help, but also dragging her away from Wushan.
Her eyes were red with tears streaming down her cheeks, and she struggled and shouted frantically, begging her mother to help save his life.
But the mother just looked at her coldly, indifferently, and said: "He will not marry you, he is just a passerby in your life, forget him."
She struggled all the way, and when she turned around and saw him looking at her being dragged away by her mother, he suddenly lowered his hands and gave up resistance.
A bear spirit seized the opportunity and immediately stepped forward with a broadsword, slashing him hard.
But he seemed to be ignorant and let the knife cut him off.
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The third place is not guaranteed, do the girls still have tickets?
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