"Hey, if you ask me to say something good about you, I'm afraid I will never be able to repay the kindness I owe you, master and disciple, forever and ever."
Qiu Chiyu kneaded the hem of her skirt with her fingers at a loss. She looked a bit like Hua Qing'er in front of her.
"Senior Qiu, the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water. You and I don't have to distinguish everything so clearly. Instead, we seem unfamiliar."
While Qiu Chiyu was talking to Qingya, Hua Qing'er also hugged Qiu Chiyu's arm, rubbed her body like a kitten, and whispered in her ear in a coquettish tone. said something,
"Sister Qiu, if you really care about your kindness, why not..."
What they said later was not only that they lowered their voices but also deliberately blocked themselves. Qingya didn't hear clearly. He only saw Qiu Chiyu's somewhat heroic eyebrows suddenly softening, and then he smiled angrily at Hua Qing'er's waist. Playful and pinched a few times.
"Ahem,"
After a while, Qiu Chiyu readjusted his mood and continued to say to Qingya:
"Then please don't always call me senior from now on. I always feel like you are alienating me."
"This is an oversight on my part. From now on, like Qing'er, I will call you Sister Qiu, okay?
Qingya didn't know what to call her, so he could only answer tentatively.
"No, no, if you call me sister, if you call her master, then I will be a generation younger in front of her. Is it possible that I also have to call her uncle?"
Qiu Chiyu rejected Qingya's proposal.
Of course Qingya knew that Qiu Chiyu was referring to her master, but she had forgotten that Qiu Chiyu was secretly at odds with his master. She remembered that when she first saw Qiu Chiyu on Chinese Valentine's Day, she also She wanted to tell her the embarrassing things about her master.
Thinking of this, Qingya couldn't help but smile knowingly. The friendship between them was really unpredictable.
"Then what should I call you?"
Simply, Qingya threw the question back.
"this……"
For a while, Qiu Chiyu didn't know what to call the young man in front of him.
"Why don't you just call me by my name, Chi Yu, Chi Yu, well, just call me that."
"Okay, from now on, I will call you Chi Yu."
Although Qingya still feels a little strange, Chi Yu easily reminds him of the story of a fire at the city gate that affected Chi Yu, but once he becomes familiar with it, he will get used to it.
"Let's go home. We slept at Yan Jun's place today. Let's go back and cook something delicious to celebrate that we survived again."
The effect of the Life and Death Pill restored her torn sleeves to their original state. Qiu Chiyu simply patted the snow stuck to her body. After seeing that there was nothing inappropriate about her attire, she walked briskly. Go to Dongshi.
The two of Qingya also patted the snow on their bodies and followed Qiu Chiyu swaying together.
"Qingya, when you call Sister Qiu, you call her by your first name, but when you call me, you still call me sister. If you do this, won't I sound much older?"
"Ah this..."
It turned out that this girl had been lowering her head just now, thinking about such thoughts, but this time she just said everything in Qingya's heart.
In fact, Qingya has called her Qing'er many times, because he feels that when he grows up, he should no longer hide behind Hua Qing'er, but should stand in front of her to protect her. .
In other words, Qingya is no longer satisfied with the compatibility between the two as siblings. He hopes that his relationship with Hua Qing'er can get closer.
"What you said makes sense. How about I just call you Qing'er from now on?"
For some reason, when Qingya called herself Qing'er, although there was only one missing word, Hua Qing'er suddenly felt her heartbeat speed up and her face unconsciously felt a little hot. This was when she called her sister before. A feeling that has never happened before.
"Well... ok... ok, from now on, just call me Qing'er."
Hua Qing'er blushed, almost burying her face in her chest, and hesitantly agreed.
"Qing'er?"
"What...what?"
Qing Ya, who was walking a position in front of her, suddenly remembered something, turned around and walked to her right side.
"When you were standing behind me just now, I seemed to hear you saying that you had a lot of things you wanted to tell me. What were they?"
After hearing this, Qing'er shrugged his shoulders like a little rabbit, and the blush on his face seemed to get deeper.
"I just...I don't have anything to say to you. You were obsessed and your brain was burned out. You must have heard wrong. Yes, you must have heard wrong."
The way she tried to deny it was too cute. Qingya didn't expose her. Seeing her lowering her head and blushing as she walked forward with little rags on her face, Qingya's mood suddenly brightened.
"I won't tell you anymore. I'm going to find Sister Qiu. You can follow me."
Really unable to pretend any longer, Hua Qing'er ran away as if running away.
Seeing her running figure in front of him, Qing Ya also had a little smile on his lips.
Of course I know that you have a lot to say to me, and similarly, I also have a lot to tell you. In the days to come, I will say it to you bit by bit.
Qingya turned around and looked towards the direction of the collapsed city wall. The monks from Daci'en Temple were rescuing the affected people. Fortunately, most of the people had evacuated in advance, so no one was crushed by the collapsed houses. Underneath the ruins.
When the black arrow struck before, Zen Master Kong Shi also extended a helping hand to him regardless of the danger. Although the effect was minimal, this kindness was still profound to Qingya.
As if noticing that someone was looking at him, Zen Master Kong Shi turned around, bowed his head and clasped his hands towards Qingya to say hello. Just now he also saw the beam of light coming from the sky. Although he didn't know who took action, he also congratulated Qingya for being able to escape the disaster.
Qingya also clasped his hands in salute, and waved to him to say goodbye.
Many people had been poisoned to death by those catfish monsters in the poisonous water spit out by Xiang Liu. Why, they clearly wanted to assassinate themselves, but they wanted to harm those innocent people.
Qingya lowered his head. He was not an indecisive person, but the casualties of those people had something to do with him, which made Qingya feel a little guilty.
If you are so strong that no one dares to mess with you, they won't be implicated.
Unconsciously, Qingya deviated from the direction. Instead of going to the East Market, he walked into the West Market.
And just when Qing Ya lowered his head and glanced aimlessly at both sides of the long street, he saw a person who seemed to be crushed underneath at the collapsed building farthest from the city wall.
The impact here was not great. Although Xi soil's arrow was shot from the palace, the archer also deliberately restrained the destructive power in the city and did not release it until he was close to the city wall.
Therefore, there were only a few houses that collapsed in a few corners, and it happened that a human figure seemed to be crushed under a collapsed beam.
Qingya walked over quickly and saw the situation clearly. Yes, it was a young girl who was crushed by the fallen pillar because she did not escape in time.
At this time, her face was bloodless, even her breathing had stopped, and the blood flowing from the corners of her mouth had dried up and accumulated in a large pool around her. There was an obvious dent in her chest, where the beam had broken her sternum and stabbed her internal organs. It looked like there was no way to save her.
Qingya walked quickly to her side and squatted down, smearing a little blood on the ground. The thick blood was wrapped around his fingers. It was the last cry of a young man's life.
Did she also die because of herself?
When the fresh life withered in front of his eyes, Qingya's inner ups and downs became more intense.
"Hey, little brother, stay away. She is already dead. Just stand there and be careful that people think you are a murderer."
The high-hanging person is persuading Qingya to leave.
"Yes, little brother, you'd better leave quickly. We have already reported to the officials, so let the officials take care of the funeral affairs."
Law-abiding people have reported it to the government.
"It's just such a pity for such a little beauty. You know, beauty has always had a bad life..."
People who show off their elegance follow the trend of elegance in an untimely manner.
The woman in front of him was indeed very attractive. She seemed to have blood from outside the Central Plains. Seeing her appearance, Qingya seemed to be able to see the mist in the mountain streams in the Bashan Shushui area, which blurred the eyes of tourists.
She did not wear brightly colored dresses or carry colorful jewelry. She seemed to be a girl who came from a distant place to work in Chang'an, but she had not made any money or realized her ideals, so she lost her life. life.
Qingya knew how the government would deal with her funeral. For a victim like this who had no money, no power, and no relatives, they would just put her in the Yi Zhuang without any further measures.
In that case, she will become a lonely ghost in the future, forgetting her name, unable to find her relatives, wandering in the wilderness all day long until her soul is gone.
That would be too cruel for her.
She died because of herself, and I will never let her be forgotten like this. At least, I will send her to her grave.
Qing Ya overturned the beam that was pressing on her with one hand, causing the onlookers to exclaim that this young man was actually a Taoist.
Gently picking her up sideways, Qingya suddenly paused and then walked out.
At this time, someone put his arm on his shoulder.
"Stop, who are you? How dare you move a body without permission? Do you want to steal the body and do something illegal?"
Qingya turned around and saw a group of officers and soldiers standing together. The leader was a ninth-grade official wearing a flower feather on his head. They were all wearing face coverings and seemed to be very professional about this job.
Qingya didn't answer him, but just measured his body and showed them a gold medal hanging on his waist. It was an engraved seal with a golden phoenix spreading its wings and soaring. Red and blue gems were dotted with the feathers and eyes of the golden phoenix. , and under the golden seal, the word "Changle" is engraved.
As officials at the emperor's feet, no matter how small their official positions were, their eyesight was very sharp. The leader recognized Jin Zhang's identity at a glance, and was so frightened that he stepped back and knelt on the ground skillfully. When the other officers and soldiers saw When the leader knelt down, there was no reason not to kneel down, so they all knelt down in front of Qingya.
"The lower officials don't know how powerful the superior is. If they have offended me, they still hope that the superior will atone for their sins."
He lay prostrate on the ground, trembling all over.
Qing Ya ignored him and walked past him and flew away. The kneeling officers and soldiers did not dare to stand up until Qing Ya was far away and returned to their homes.
Qingya originally wanted to find a secluded place, but there were so many people in the bustling city that he had nowhere to go, so Qingya flew directly back to his small courtyard.
After two assassinations, one serious injury and escape, and one annihilation of the entire army, Qingya believed that these assassins would not come back for a while.
Qingya put the woman in his arms on his bed. When he picked her up just now, Qingya heard the weak heartbeat in her chest.
Ordinary people cannot perceive this almost disappeared characteristic of life, but Qingya's keen perception still captured this trace of life's struggle.
As long as there is a one in ten thousand chance, I will definitely bring you back. Any beautiful life should not stay at such a young age.
As for her current situation, Qingya just knew how to save her.
The night she met Qiu Chiyu for the first time, she gave herself a piece of dragon scale as a gift. It was a piece of scale that fell off from the slough of the ancestral dragon in Wanlong Ridge. These days, it has been kept warm in Qingya. In the palm of your hand.
Qingya opened his palms, and with a thought, a golden light shield appeared on his palm. Compared with the first time he summoned it, the golden dragon patterns on the light shield were much more obvious, and there were a few more lines. A translucent red line flows in the light shield.
Qing Ya pinched the tip of Qing Ming's sword and was about to cut his palm, but found that the tip of the sword in his hand had retracted a few inches.
Qing Ming escaped from his hand and lay quietly on the table. When Qing Ya held the hilt of Qing Ming's sword again, he also understood the thoughts conveyed by Qing Ming.
It seemed to really blame itself for not caring for its own body so much. It just cut itself and bled itself to save Qiu Chiyu, which it could understand. But now, he had to hurt his body for a stranger, which made Qing Ming somewhat resistant.
"Thank you for your concern, but saving people does not depend on the identity of the person. As long as I can save someone, no matter who it is, I will not sit idly by and ignore it. Of course, except for those bad people. What's more, she is because of me. No matter how implicated she is, regardless of emotion or reason, I will save her."
So, Qing Ming, please help me again, I won’t bleed this time, believe me. "
Qing Ming's mood softened. Qing Ya held the tip of the sword again and cut open the skin of his palm. The dragon scale hidden in the flesh and blood also emerged. Now he looked even more golden.
Continuing to pick the corner of the dragon scale with the tip of the sword, Qing Ya gritted his teeth and took out the dragon scale at once. However, to his surprise, Qing Ya did not feel the severe pain that he had imagined. Just a little itchy.
It seems that it has never been bonded to his own flesh and blood in these days.
The skin injury on the palm of his hand soon began to scab, and Qing Ya carefully sat in front of the bed with the scales in his hand. Now, he wants to transplant this scale into her body.
"Girl, I'm going to offend you a lot, but the matter is urgent and I hope you don't blame me."
Qingya didn't care whether she could hear him or not. After giving himself some comfort, Qingya carefully took off her belt and opened her clothes.
Qing Ya visually found the position about a finger's length below the center point of her collarbone. He pinched the tip of Qing Ming's sword again and cut the skin under her neck.
At this point, Qing Ya can completely believe that she is still alive, because her skin is still soft and blood can still flow out of her body normally. These characteristics all mean that the girl in front of her is still alive.
Qingya cut off a slightly larger piece of skin on her body along the edge of the dragon scale, then placed the scale tightly on her flesh and blood, then peeled off the scabbed wound and placed it on her body. A little blood dripped from the wound. Finally, the skin was re-covered at the incision, and myogenic water was used to help her heal the wound.
The scales quickly integrated into her body, and her own blood could help her accommodate the power of the scales without any rejection.
In her body, the dragon scales penetrated into her blood, unfolding like a shield, reconnecting and opening her originally broken sternum, and her originally sunken chest gradually returned to its normal appearance.
Under the infiltration of the dragon scales, the internal organs that had been punctured by the sternum healed, and the heart that had almost stopped started beating again, delivering healthy blood to the whole body, and the color on her face gradually returned.
Successfully, the woman who was about to step onto the Naihe Bridge was pulled back to the world by herself. Hearing her regular breathing, Qing Ya's frown finally relaxed.
This was his first time as a doctor, and it was a matter of life and death, so Qingya couldn't help but feel nervous. Fortunately, this girl was lucky, and she was lucky enough to open the way of life that God had left for her.
"Girl, you can rest easy now. I'll stay outside the door. If you wake up, you can call me directly."
Qing Ya arranged her clothes again, walked out of the room, and closed the door.
Qingya is sitting on the stone table in the small courtyard. There is still the address left by Qiu Chiyu that day. Today he has lost a little bit of blood. In addition, he has undergone a highly concentrated rescue operation. At this time, Qingya I began to feel drowsy due to my thoughts.
"Green Cliff,"
A hurried call woke her up. It was Hua Qing'er who opened the wooden door with great enthusiasm. Seeing Qing Ya sitting at the stone table, she quickly sat beside him.
"Qingya, I heard someone said that you took away a female corpse on the street. What did you want to do? It couldn't be that you picked up some evil heretic technique."
Hua Qing'er looked at Qingya nervously. She was a little scared. She was afraid that Qingya would really fall into the devil's path. She was afraid that seeing the gentle and jade-like young man next to her would turn into a bloodthirsty demon.
"You're thinking about something weird in your little head again, right? Shh, be quiet. She needs to rest now. Let's not disturb her."
Qingya tapped Hua Qing'er's forehead a few times. Hua Qing'er felt uneasy and gently opened the door. When she saw the woman lying on Qingya's bed with a rosy face and steady breathing, Hua Qing'er opened her mouth in surprise, closed the door and retreated.
"When did you learn the medical skills and did the Master of Yuheng Peak prescribe a small stove for you?
Hua Qing'er is a little confused. Why in the same three years, others may not be able to make obvious progress even if they practice hard, but the person in front of him can learn so much while taking the top spot. Other things.
Could it be that this person’s time passes slower than others?
