In the 100th year I traveled

Qi Bai, who was pulled back from the vast white world, regained his sense of reality, blinked, and said with some uncertainty: "I didn't expect it to be so powerful."

Autumn line black line: "I'm angry!"

"Just kidding." Qi Bai teased, "Big brother is so powerful, I can't help but be moved."

"If you keep joking, I'm going to take it seriously." Qiuxing tried her best to smile evilly.

Qi Bai looked at him with a half-smile, and licked his slightly thin lips, as if it was a wordless invitation.

Qiuxing felt something burning in his mind, and when he came back to his senses, his mind was in a daze, and the soft touch from his lips made him feel like he was being shocked by electricity.

Just a simple fit between lips makes people fall into a warm and gentle village.

Qiuxing came back to his senses and was just about to pull away, but found that Qi Bai had already wrapped his waist around him at some point, and his lips and teeth were raised slightly. After the initial daze, he turned back to the guest for a moment, and a hotter temperature than before came out of the intersection. When it came, it made him want to cry without tears.

This was a long enough kiss, the counter in his mind seemed to have lost time, and he didn't even know when he had started to give back passionately.

What is certain is that when he came back to his senses again, Qi Bai leaned against the rock wall with a flushed face, panting heavily, and looked at him with blurred eyes.

Qiuxing looked confused: "I'm not, I don't~"

Qi Bai's face was flushed, his voice was a little hoarse, and he nodded slightly: "Yeah." He no longer had the extra consciousness to think about other things at the moment, and just responded blindly.

Qiuxing suddenly felt like a beast.

Finally, Qi Bai came back to his senses, and said to Qiu Qin Beast Wan Fen Tian Xing with a smile and contentment: "Big brother, you are awesome!"

Qiuxing: "..." Damn it, he's really not a beast.

"There are still several springs, let's go and have a look together!" Qi Bai put away his smile, and said solemnly, it's better to wait for the next time to flirt, otherwise it would be too bad to scare people away.

Qiuxing remained silent, and flew towards the next spring with the flying sword. Qi Bai was not annoyed, but just followed behind him quietly.

The efficiency of Huasheng Xianzong is beyond doubt. After learning that there was a problem with the springs, they quickly sent disciples to seal all the springs, and no one could enter or leave.

After autumn arrived, it was found that the salvage work was proceeding in an orderly manner, and the disciple who dived into the water soon came out with a black bead.

Huahe inspected the bead carefully with a pair of round glasses, frowning, and took a look at the spring water, frowning even tighter.

"Well, I have one here too." Seeing an acquaintance, Qiuxing went up to talk to him.

Huahe was suddenly accosted by Qiuxing, and immediately showed an expression of incomparable disgust, and subconsciously took a few steps back, as if he was staying away from some pathogen: "Why are you here!"

Qiuxing rolled his eyes and asked, "Why can't I be here."

"Pollution of the environment." She still looked disgusted.

"Xiao Hua, you were not like this back then." Qiu Xing wanted to cry, and instantly entered the state.

A group of disciples who were working showed gossip expressions. Could it be that the owner of Yaoxian Valley and Zhenjun Tianxing had an unspeakable past.

"Oh, what's the matter!" Huahe expressionless, pushed his glasses, and continued with the work at hand.

"Senior, the poison of dying years seems to be ineffective for people above the golden core stage." Qi Bai asked curiously.

Huahe glanced at Qi Bai approvingly, and said: "That's right, although the poison of dying years is cruel, it is quite restrictive, and it has almost no effect after reaching the Nascent Soul stage."

"Is this black bead a pathogen?" Qi Bai asked again.

"Yes." Huahe replied, "but the toxin in it has almost dispersed, and most of the toxin has been completely integrated into the water." Huahe faced the bead to the sun, and it was faintly transparent.

"When the last trace of black mist in the bead dissipates, it will disintegrate naturally, and it is difficult to find its trace."

"So that's how it is." Qiu came out and asked with a smile, "The great Flower Valley Master should have found a solution."

The veins on Huahe's forehead popped out. Is this guy here to laugh at him?

Qiu Xing: "???" Did he say the wrong thing again? In his impression, Huahe's cultivation level is low, but his medical skills are extremely powerful. Even the world's strange poison can be easily resolved in his hands. .

Qi Bai poked Qiuxing once, just in time to meet the doubtful look in Qiuxing's eyes, and suddenly felt powerless.

"I can't solve this poison for the time being." Hua He said through gritted teeth, "Give me a little time, and it will be resolved smoothly." Betting on the name of Yaoxian Valley can't make Qiu Xing look down.

Qiuxing couldn't see that the person in front of him was angry at all, he raised his thumb and said happily: "Huahe is so powerful, there must be no problem."

"Thank you, Zhenjun Tianxing." Huahe gave him a cold look, holding the bead of the poison of dying years, and ran to the spring to supervise the sealing work.

Autumn line: "???"

Qi Bai suppressed his smile, and patted him on the shoulder, big brother, it's not that I won't help you, but if you keep stabbing someone's wound, even a god can't save him.

"Master Huagu, it's not good." A disciple wearing a brown Taoist robe hurried over, panting heavily, and said anxiously: "My brother is dying soon."

"How come?" Huahe subconsciously clenched his lower lip and clenched the beads in his hands: "Take me to see."

"Over there!" Huahe shouted suddenly, and Qiuxing subconsciously turned around, "Come with me."

"Okay." Qiuxing hurriedly responded.

Qi Bai nodded: "Hurry up, I'll take a look here and let you know if there's any situation."

"I'll be back soon." After throwing down these words, Qiuxing called out Chengying, pulling Huahe and the disciples who came to report the news to jump up, a stream of light flashed in the sky.

Walking Yujian in autumn, Huahe understood the situation: "You are a disciple of the Zizhu Sect, and it was your senior brother who had the accident."

"It's Senior Brother Zhong." The messenger disciple replied quickly.

Huahe quickly found Senior Brother Zhong's information, opened it, built his foundation and cultivated it, and there was his diagnosis record on it at that time. He was 28 years old. According to the erosion rate of his dying years, it should be at least dozens of days before he developed the disease. Now yes……

Could it be that all the information and diagnostic methods he consulted in the past two days were all useless? The wind whistled past his ears, and the messenger disciple was oppressed by the huge pressure from Huahe's body and dared not speak.

Qiu Xing was silent, and spread the protective shield towards the messenger disciple, the dark-faced Huahe was so scary.

In order to facilitate management and observation, Huasheng Xianzong placed all the disciples who were dying of old age in a cave. As soon as they entered, Qiuxing felt a heavy twilight atmosphere.

It should have been an age when it was supposed to radiate brilliance to its fullest, but at this moment, its eyes were already soaked in fear, life was clearly passing away, and spiritual power was swallowed up. At this moment, they were useless to mortals, and even weaker.

Huahe knows that this is only the initial stage, so the symptoms will not be obvious. In a few days, the blackness will turn gray, and ugly wrinkles will appear on his face. Then, all the suppressed fears will bloom.

And what can he do then?

Is it possible that the medical skills he has learned and the orthodoxy he has inherited will be trampled underfoot by mere demons? Huahe went straight in. He remembered the condition of every patient and healed many seemingly The appalling patient, but when he saw Senior Brother Zhong's condition, he couldn't help but take a step back.

Huahe still clearly remembers his original appearance, but now he can't connect the old man who looks like a dead tree lying on the bed with the young sick man who was still full of vitality and looked at him expectantly. together.

Gray and dry hair hangs sparsely on the top of the head, the once young and plump skin has turned into a strange and wrinkled black-gray, a pair of eyes are cloudy, it seems that they have lost focus, and the whole person has begun to be surrounded by a dead air .

Seeing someone come in, they made a hoarse voice like a broken bellows, out of tune, they could only hum eagerly, with a strong desire to survive in their eyes.

Qiuxing walked over quickly, stabilized his figure, and poured in the spiritual power full of vitality in an instant, but it sank into the sea like a mud cow, without a trace.

Huahe's eyes became calm. As a doctor, he must not be shaken in the slightest.

Huahe checked Senior Brother Zhong's physical condition proficiently. Facing the expectant eyes looking at him, the words stuck in his throat could not be uttered anymore.

"You rest first." Qiuxing may have understood something, took out a requiem grass and put it beside him, and said with a slight smile. Everything will be fine after that."

It seemed that Qiu Xing's consolation played a role, Senior Brother Zhong cast his eyes on Huahe, and said in a hoarse voice: "Troublesome - Huagu - Lord."

The voice was already so weak that it seemed to have exhausted all the remaining strength in his body. Perhaps it was comforted by this young life, and he closed his eyes safely.

Huahe's fingers trembled uncontrollably, which is a big taboo for doctors. He recovered quickly, but he still didn't say a word.

"Senior Brother Zhong." The disciple who sent the message seemed to be aware of something, and carefully stretched out his finger, but there was no movement under his finger, which symbolized that the breath of life had been extinguished.

"Master Huagu." The messenger disciple raised his head and was about to ask, but was stopped by Qiuxing, "Leave it to us."

It was rumored that the disciple's tears couldn't stop streaming down: "Didn't it mean that it wouldn't happen so early? Senior Brother Zhong is so kind. You are all seniors. I beg you to save him, okay?"

"He's dead." Huahe lowered his eyes halfway, "No one can bring the dead back to life."

"That's it." It was rumored that the disciple's tears hit Senior Brother Zhong's lifeless body one by one, and he could no longer restrain his emotions, so he rushed out the door, and then there was the sound of crying loudly.

Huahe took out a pair of white gloves expressionlessly, put them on, and took out various utensils from the storage space.

There must be some reason for the early onset of dying years, and the reason is hidden in this body, he must know.

"Help me protect the law."

"Okay." Qiuxing propped up a barrier, turned his back, feeling extremely heavy, there was only so much he could do.

Even after many years, Qiuxing still clearly remembers that it was the first time Huahe had such intense emotions erupting in front of him.

Death has given me a better understanding of my Tao, so I am in awe of him, but I also loathe him immensely.

I can clearly feel how powerless I am. Although the cultivator is going against the sky, his strength is always limited. He can save one or two, but he can't save all of them.

The previous oath is ringing in my ears, Huahe's hand is steady on Mount Tai, is it the poison of dying years?He accepted the challenge.

The author has something to say:

Name: Huahe

Sex: Male

Age: 103

Height: 175

Skills: full medical talent

arms:? ? ?

The stupid author successfully entered the Cave state, crying and crying, needing a kiss to get up!