"Wu Yunge's injury seems to have been cured by you?" Thinking of seeing the thin man a few days ago, the expression on Qing Ling's face disappeared and was replaced by a playful expression, "I really didn't expect that. Even I couldn't do anything about his injuries, but you cured his amnesia in just a few days."
"No matter how advanced the magic is, it is ultimately nothingness," Gu Jianghe said lightly, "How can human flesh and blood be easily controlled by magic? If it could be done, how could there be so many births, old age, sickness and death? His amnesia But it was due to congestion in the brain, so I gave him acupuncture to disperse the congestion, and he recovered naturally."
"If Ayouduo knew that her daughter had become a miracle doctor, she might have closed her eyes." Qing Ling's soft sigh sounded throughout the room.
Every time he mentioned Ayouduo, Gu Jianghe found that he had a hint of sadness. He seemed to really miss his mother.
"Qing Ling, you know my father, right? What kind of person is he?"
In the quiet room, Gu Jianghe suddenly asked such a sentence that surprised Qing Ling.
"You don't remember him?"
"He seemed to have left us when he was very young. I have almost no impression of him." Gu Jianghe said honestly, "When I was a little older, my mother also left us, so I have the deepest impression. Yes, it’s just the years when my brother and I were wandering outside.”
"That man is indeed as ruthless as expected." Qing Ling sighed, and when he was about to say something, his face changed slightly.
Oops, as soon as I thought about it, I couldn't care about anything else. I stood up and walked out.
When the woman in white clothes at the table was about to stand up and call him to stop, the stone basin in front of her suppressed her words.
She discovered that the soil in the stone basin seemed to come to life.
Something seems to be breaking out of the ground.
When Qing Ling passed through the endless sea of flowers, it was already raining lightly. Mingyuejiao, who didn't like bright lights to begin with, looked even more dim in the stormy night.
On a light rainy night, the wind seemed to blow even more fiercely. The clothes of the white-robed priest were blown by the night wind, fluttering, as if they were constantly entangled with an invisible hand in the sky.
His footsteps seemed to become even more rapid in the wind and rain. There were flower branches blocking his way, but they were trampled under his feet mercilessly.
Moon Lake gradually came into view, and when he was about to reach Moon Lake, the priest in white suddenly stopped.
A few feet away across the Moon Lake, there is a gray-white Moonstone Palace hidden among countless dragon blood trees, with no light coming from inside.
Qing Ling stood in the drizzle, watching the Moon and Stone Palace in silence.
There was no light in the Moonstone Palace. In the dark inner room, there was only a luminous pearl on the table, which emitted a soft silver light in the dark night, illuminating everything in the room.
The leader in red robes sits cross-legged, with his thumb and ring finger lightly touching and placed on both knees.
There are no windows or gaps in the inner room, so no wind can penetrate, and Mingfeng's body seems to be surrounded by a small and rapid wind. The wind keeps circling his hair and clothes. It was flying around.
That wind was actually emanating from himself.
The horrific wound on his right hand that was originally burned due to the force of the barrier a few days ago is actually healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
There also seemed to be an enchanting blush on her lips.
As night falls, the rain seems to have stopped.
Qing Ling raised his head, a black umbrella appeared above his head, and a masked woman in black clothes came to his side.
"Master Priest."
"It turns out it's you, Yixia." After seeing the person clearly, the white-clothed priest's eyes seemed to have a flash of complicated emotions. This woman who has been with him since childhood should be the one who knows the dirty things best in the world. He is the only person with an unbearable past. "The leader has been in seclusion for six days, and he will come out in four days. What changes will happen to this world in these four days?"
"I don't know," Yixia replied calmly. There seemed to be no emotion in her voice, "I only follow the orders of the priest and don't know anything else."
"When did you come to me?" Qing Ling seemed not dissatisfied with Yixia's answer, but continued to ask.
"This is your third year as a priest."
"The third year." Qing Ling's eyes seemed to be scattered, and it seemed that they were not focused on any place. All they could see was the darkness of the mountain. "It has been many years now. You are just a mediocre person. Woman, after you followed me, your hands were stained with blood, have you ever blamed me?"
Yixia lowered his head slightly, but his voice became lower: "The priest has shown me the favor of rebirth. From that day on, I swear that I will become the sword of the priest and kill everyone for you without any need. Lord Priest, get your hands dirty."
"Hahahahaha," after hearing this, Qingling lowered her head and laughed softly. But then, his laughter became louder and louder, until he raised his head when he laughed, and raindrops fell on his face. , leaving traces of water, I'm afraid even he himself couldn't tell whether the tears falling down his cheeks contained his tears, "The grace of rebirth, you are just a woman, but you remember this gift of rebirth." Well, but what about me, what have I done?"
In the rain and fog, Qing Ling's eyes seemed particularly bright, looking towards Moon Lake.
On a rainy night, Moon Lake seemed to be braving an even colder air than usual, and even the water lilies on the lake had never bloomed.
"Do you remember Ayesha?"
"You mean, that..." Yixia was stunned, but immediately remembered the face of a woman, that young but stubborn woman, who survived such torture with her tenacious perseverance. She once tried to save her properly, but unfortunately, although the power of the Death Pill was powerful, she was too seriously injured, and the child sucked too much energy from her body. She eventually died four years later that summer.
Qing Ling nodded: "Her child is back."
"That child actually survived?" Yixia was a little shocked.
"You are also shocked, right?" Qing Ling said with a smile, "A person who suffered so much torture in his mother's womb is different from ordinary people when he is born. Maybe it is just like that, and he is destined to be different from ordinary people. .”
"He's going to come back for revenge." It's a question, but actually it's more than a certainty. He knows all about his mother's past, and normal people probably can't bear it. Yixia couldn't help but look towards the Moon and Stone Palace in the distance.
"Yes, he wants to come back for revenge." Qing Ling nodded, seeming to confirm Yixia's doubts, and seemed to be talking to herself, "The leader's horoscope has been changing frequently recently, and there is a mysterious destiny star that has been looming. Really Don’t you know what will happen next?”
The rain seemed to be getting heavier.
Qing Ling stretched out his hand outside the umbrella. Big raindrops hit his palm, and he felt a little pain.
"Shushi Mountain has not seen such heavy rain for twenty years. It seems that Mingyue Sect is really going to undergo a big change."
The sky has begun to turn blue, and the bright moon has begun to sink.
The sky has begun to get brighter.
***
When the moon began to gradually set, the troops gathered in the bamboo forest in Yunzhong City had already been sorted out, and Ye Xinghe had already led the pioneer troops to Shushi Mountain.
Outside the bamboo building, looking at Mo Ningyi who had led the second group of people to leave, Nan Liluo was about to leave when a hand grabbed his sleeve.
As soon as his mind moved, he knew who it was.
"Are you sure this time?" Qingyang's thin and chilling voice came from behind.
He turned around, smiled at her and said, "If you don't believe me, then you don't believe my young master. Don't worry, my young master will definitely bring Miss Gu back safely."
Qingyang lives in the Medicine King Valley, and her thoughts are simple. But no matter how simple she is, she can still see that the person in front of her is just trying to comfort her.
All of them had seen the people who kidnapped Gu Jianghe that day. Such magical abilities were beyond the capabilities of martial arts. Even among the many people in Yunzhong City, he was unable to defeat four hands with just one fist. , how much damage must be done to Yunzhong City in order to win such a victory.
"I'm worried about my girl, but I'm also worried about you." After a pause, Qingyang finally said what he had been holding in his heart.
Along the way, she felt Nan Liluo's special care for her, but she never planned to think about it more deeply, because she only wanted to protect her Valley Master Gu.
After entering Yaowang Valley since she was a child, she learned martial arts and took on the important task of protecting the Valley Master because she didn't like reading. She was different from Jiuxia, who loved reading. Although her talent for studying medicine was not as high as Gu Jianghe's, But I also learned a lot from her. Although she is timid, she has always had her own ideas. However, she has practiced martial arts since she was a child, has not read as much as her, and has a simpler mind. In her life, except for the women from Yaowang Valley, There will be no one else.
But these days when the Valley Master was robbed, she seemed to have lost the direction of dependence, but he gave her the strength that had always been firm.
When they decided to besiege the Mingyue Sect, Qingyang realized that she was afraid that something would happen to him.
There seemed to be a little shock in Nan Liluo's eyes, which turned into surprise, but in the end, he didn't say anything, and the two just looked at each other.
After an unknown amount of time, Nan Liluo suddenly opened his arms and took the woman in front of him into his arms.
Qingyang was at a loss when he was embraced into a warm embrace.
A voice whispered in her ear: "Qingyang, wait for me to come back. I promise you, I will come back safely, and I will bring Miss Gu back safely, trust me."
For some reason, these simple words made her eyes wet.
