Yan Yun felt nothing on the stage just now, but now on the ground, her head was buzzing in pain.
Before she collapsed, she stepped into the healing room.
"Fellow Taoist, are you in a hurry? We don't have enough manpower right now..."
When the young disciple of Divine Doctor Valley who was in charge of guiding heard someone coming in, he didn't turn around and spoke, but before he could finish speaking, Yan Yun's legs went weak and he was about to collapse.
"It's okay, but I'm going to die soon..."
Yan Yun held the door awkwardly and said something.
"Senior Brother - come and help."
The young disciple panicked. Is this okay? He quickly shouted inside.
He put down what he was doing and helped Yan Yun sit on a chair. "Why are you so injured? The person you are fighting against must be a bad guy!"
The young disciple looked at the burns all over her body and her clothes were burned to tatters, and his eyes gradually became sympathetic.
"It's okay, it's okay. Can you give me some medicine first?"
Yan Yun was not used to his eyes like this, but the pain in her body prevented her from thinking too much. She just wanted to stop the pain quickly...
"Elder brother——"
The young disciple shouted again. He was a little anxious because he was also busy applying medicine to another disciple.
The curtain behind the door was lifted, and the senior brother mentioned by the young disciple walked out of it. His black hair was tied up with a jade hairpin, leaving strands in front of his eyebrows. His eyes showed the compassion that is inherent in a doctor.
As soon as he came over, the strong smell of herbs rushed into Yan Yun's nose, making her sober up a lot.
"Elder brother, I leave it to you, I'm still busy!"
When the young disciple saw him coming, he left in a hurry.
"Why do you, junior brother, seem to be urging me to die? Let me see...tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, why is it you, a little girl?"
Wan Hou Tingshen walked out from the door curtain. He looked at the pale Yan Yun and looked at her features carefully.
Like, but not like.
"..."
Gu Siheng didn't say anything. He bent down and lowered his head to check the wounds on her body.
"Wanhou, Qingyue is leaving and I'm asking you if you want to go."
Yan Yun was very dizzy. Wan Hou Tingshen was not enough. Wen Qingyu came outside the door. What a ghost.
"Let's go, Gu Siheng, can you go? It's been so long since Qingyue came back and you haven't seen her..."
When he said this, he suddenly stopped and glanced at Yan Yun.
"I……"
Gu Siheng's hand paused and he didn't know whether to continue or not.
"..."
Yan Yun was speechless, death stopped, let her go see it!
Wen Qingyu was dressed in white as snow, with a sword on his waist that added a bit of flair. He couldn't see it, so naturally he didn't know Yan Yun's performance today.
But listening to the exclamations in his ears, he could probably guess a bit.
"You go ahead, her injury cannot be delayed."
Gu Siheng refused. After checking her injuries, he took out a bunch of bottles and cans from the medicine box on the side.
She breathed a sigh of relief, finally meeting someone who wouldn't be as stunned as soon as she heard Song Qingyue...
"Fine."
Wan Hou Tingshen also knew his temperament and followed Wen Qingyu away.
The room was filled with a strong smell of medicine, accompanied by the wails of many disciples. Some of the younger ones couldn't bear the pain and began to cry.
"Eat this and it won't hurt so much."
He opened a pill bottle and handed her a pill.
After taking the elixir, she immediately felt that the pain in her body was gone. She was worthy of being a disciple of the Valley of Divine Doctors!
Gu Siheng moved quickly, opening each jar, scooping out the corresponding amount, and quickly stirring them together.
"I'll prepare this medicine for you. Just apply it three times when you go back."
"Three times in the morning, noon and evening."
He added, then collected the medicine bottles and left without stopping any longer.
She put away the medicine, took a rest and left.
Yan Yun sighed as she walked, the world of immortality is the world of immortality. She was beaten so badly just now and she survived after taking a pill.
There are two games tomorrow, the promotion match and the final.
When leaving Fengyuntai, Jiang Qinghe ran over.
There was a bloodstain on his face, presumably from the injury he sustained during the duel. Seeing that she was already standing in the teleportation formation, he quickly said, "Junior sister, congratulations."
"Senior brother, thank you."
As soon as she finished speaking, she was teleported away by the teleportation array, leaving Jiang Qinghe in a daze.
He was stunned just now. If that familiar face hadn't really appeared on the projection stone, he wouldn't have believed it.
At that moment, he had the same idea as his senior brother and the others.
But after thinking about it, Jiang Qinghe felt ashamed again. No matter what she was like, she was still a junior sister!
Yan Yun returned to Linshui Residence, and the house was quiet.
She sat on the edge of the bed, took out the medicine and applied it gently to the injured area. This medicine was quite magical, and it was absorbed quickly after being applied.
Chunchun lay quietly at her feet, seeming to feel that she was hurt, and hummed a little.
"What's wrong with you? Are you sad to see me hurt?"
Yan Yun poked its furry head, which was a little funny.
"Woof!"
Spring, eager to prove himself, barked quickly to express his sadness.
She smiled and rubbed its head with her fingertips.
Yan Yun simply tidied himself up and went to the library.
The weather today is not good, it's gloomy and it looks like it's going to rain.
The library was even darker under the cover of trees. As soon as she entered, lights were already lit inside.
"Please keep quiet when entering the library. Books are not allowed to be taken out of the library without permission."
The uncle in charge was flipping through a book and reminded me without raising his head.
She came to the first floor and followed the instructions to find the "History of the Changle Sect". Just in case, she also found the "Regional Plan of the Changle Sect".
Then he went to the fourth floor.
You can borrow spells and formations on the fourth floor.
"Host, do you still want to learn these things? We haven't even finished our mission yet..."
Duocai's dissatisfied voice sounded, and the host became more and more confused.
Yan Yun remained silent and carefully looked through the catalog of each book, trying to find what she needed.
After flipping through nearly ninety-nine books, she finally found the book she needed! It's so touching.
She looked at the required points and selected several books.
The uncle in charge looked at the books she borrowed. Although it was a little strange, he didn't care about her.
These disciples like to borrow things they don't understand.
She returned to Linshui Residence, sat in front of the window, and started reading "The History of Changle Sect".
Yan Yun wanted to find where the points of the sect's mountain-protecting formation were.
This is not a private place, because generally such places are strictly guarded forbidden areas...
No one will run over to seek death.
Jiang Qinghe's words reminded her that even if she was Yan Yun herself, they would try every means, even force her to admit that she was not.
Moreover, now she has won two games in a row and is on the cusp of the storm.
Since she wanted to play, she would play with them.
Who loses and who wins is unknown.
Yan Yun has a lot of thoughts, and after seeing how rich she is, she wants to eavesdrop on her thoughts...
(End of chapter)
