disguised holy monk

Wanyan Zong was in pain all over his body. On the one hand, the high fever made his brain drowsy, and on the other hand, the severe pain kept him awake.

Xuan Qing looked at it and sighed, and when he got better, he slowly got up and explored and left here.

Wanyanzong looked at his back in a daze as he walked away, and unconsciously grasped the ground with his fingers.

Did the other party leave?

Wanyanzong suddenly realized something, Xuanqing could leave by himself and leave him alone.

If it was him, he would have left long ago, and would not stay here with a cripple waiting to die.

Even thinking about it like this, Wanyan Zong still felt tight in his chest, feeling cold and bitter...

But after a while, there was the sound of rustling weeds, and he suddenly raised his eyes to see—Xuan Qing was back again.

"You..." Wanyan Zong opened his mouth, but his dry voice only uttered one syllable.

Xuan Qing gestured to the herbal medicine in his hand, "I searched around and only found this kind of herb, which is good for wounds, try applying some and see if it feels better."

As he said, he smashed the dead branches on the medicinal side and carefully applied it to Wanyanzong's wound.

When the herbal juice first touched the wound, there was a tingling pain for a moment, and then it was numb and itchy. I don't know if it was Wanyan Zong's illusion, but the wound seemed to really not hurt that much.

He stared blankly at Xuanqing, his exquisite eyebrows and eyes were indifferent and picturesque, and his expression was full of attention... There was a stuffy feeling in his chest that was suppressed by the sudden heaving and falling of the stone.

That feeling filled my heart, but it wasn't uncomfortable.

He's not gone, he's still here.

Wanyanzong suddenly burst out laughing.

Xuan Qing was taken aback, this person must be crazy... It's this time, and he can still laugh?

Xuanqing knew that Wanyan Banqin and Wanyan Fusheng were looking for them, and it was only a matter of time before they found them with their abilities.

But Wanyanzong felt that the two of them probably had no way out.

He was lying on the ground, and the thought of death actually felt like what Xuan Qing said.

At this time, Wanyan Zong was still in the mood to joke, "It seems that the two of us are going to die here. I didn't expect that I would die with a monk in the end."

"You are right, there is no joy in life, no fear in death. At this moment, I just want to drink a bowl of kumiss. Rights... so it's not that important..."

He was so open-minded all of a sudden, Xuanqing didn't know what to say for a moment, he could only put his hands together and sigh, "Amitabha."

Wanyan Zong looked at the sky, smiled and murmured: "So the sky in the grassland is so beautiful. How come I never noticed it before..."

He murmured and gradually fell silent.

Xuan Qing was startled, thought he was gone, but when he looked back, he had passed out.

He checked his pulse and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that he was still alive.After all, he hasn't got [-] points yet, but he paid [-] points first.

Xuan Qing simply lay down on the side to rest.

He didn't feel anything, he just looked miserable.

After an unknown amount of time, he realized that footsteps were gradually approaching—well, fainted, lest he explain, let them make up the rest.

……

On the other side, Wanyan Fusheng and Wanyan Banqin finally got down to the bottom of the cliff. Wanyan Fusheng's hands were covered with wounds from thorny vine branches, but he didn't realize it, and led people to search for every inch. land.

"found it!"

Suddenly, the voice of a soldier made Wanyan Fusheng's heart tense, and he hurried over with big strides.

Xuanqing and Wanyanzong were lying on a slope, his white clothes were messy, his face was pale and bloodless against the scratches and bloodstains, he looked miserable and embarrassed.

"Master!" Seeing Xuan Qing, Wanyan Fusheng's cold, dark, lone wolf-like eyes instantly turned into worry and distress.

With a knife, he chopped off the surrounding vines and branches blocking the way, lifted his robe and jumped down the hillside, carefully feeling for Xuanqing's pulse.

Fortunately, it's okay... He was relieved.

His eyes fell on Wanyanzong who was covered in wounds, and seeing that there were still marks of bandages on his body, he guessed that Xuan Xingxing must have been unable to bear to save him.Seeing that this place is a little far away from the place where the cliff fell, I'm afraid that Xuan Qing took him away and fell here due to exhaustion...

Wanyan Fusheng guessed the truth of the matter to a good degree, and his heart grew more and more admiring and distressed for Xuan Qing, and when he finished watching Yan Zong, his eyes were cold and uncertain.

He slowly raised the knife in his hand.

At this moment, Wanyan Banqin who hurried over suddenly said, "Fusheng!"

Wanyan Fusheng glanced at her, and said calmly: "Master has a kind heart, but there is no need for such a wicked person to live."

Wanyan Banqin saw his killing intent, and his expression changed slightly.

Probably to him, if Xuanqing is safe and sound, the precepts are there; if something happens to Xuanqing, who cares about the precepts?

Wanyan paused half-covered, and said slowly, "If you kill him here, Master Xuanqing will not be able to gain a foothold in Northern Xinjiang. Besides, the master's antidote has not yet been obtained."

As it was related to Xuanqing's life, Wanyan Fusheng frowned slightly.

Wanyan Banqin raised his hand to hold down his knife, and said in a low voice, "In the future, there will be more opportunities."

Although they are all her people here, it is indeed not a good time to finish killing Yan Zong.

Wanyan Fusheng withdrew his saber just now, Xuanqing's physical condition is still unknown, according to Mu Yanfeng, he should be suffering from severe pain right now.

Wanyan Fusheng didn't dare to waste any more time, so he quickly and carefully brought Xuan Qing back.

Before leaving, he glanced at Wanyanzong who was unconscious, and turned to Wanyan half-quilted, "Fourth Sister, I will leave the antidote to you."

It's been a long time since I've been back, and this is the first time I've called her.

He still has some trust in this fourth sister who stood up when he was bullied by other princes.

Wanyan half-quilted with a slight smile, nodded, "Don't worry."

Wanyan Fusheng hurriedly took Xuan Qing back.

When the people left, Wanyan turned around half-covered and looked at Yan Zong, and then checked his body.Then he got up and summoned his subordinates to send Wanyanzong back.

The injury was too severe and the delay was too long for his leg to heal.Even if you barely pick it up, you will be disabled.

A smile suddenly appeared in Wanyan's half-covered and dark eyes.

The king of northern Xinjiang cannot be a woman, but he can never be a lame man.

……

Wanyan Fusheng took Xuanqing back to the big tent first, and the Mu brothers who got the news earlier had already boiled hot water.

Although Mu Yanfeng had already said it, when he really saw Xuan Qing's miserable appearance, he still couldn't help feeling sad and guilty.After all, the other party did this to save Mu Yanfeng.

Now that he had reached a safe place, Xuan Qing also relaxed his mind, but An An fell asleep with peace of mind.

Wanyan Fusheng stood by the bed a little impatiently, glanced at Mu Yixin, and said in a deep voice, "How is Master?"

Although Mu Yixin learned medical skills from Xuanqing for a period of time, but he only learned a little superficially. How can he tell what happened to the poison in Xuanqing?Seeing that his face was pale and unconscious, he thought that he had fainted from the pain.

Wanyan Fusheng's identity is only known to the Mu family brothers, and he has basically never shown himself outside.In addition, he is Xuanqing's disciple, so Mu Yixin is quite respectful to him.

He said with some guilt: "I can't see it, I can only help the master deal with the trauma first..."

Wanyan Fusheng frowned, glanced at Xuan Qing who was still unconscious, and could only pace back and forth restlessly, waiting for Wanyan Banqin to come back.

On the other side, Mu Yixin had already treated Xuan Qing's trauma, applied medicine and bandaged it up.In order not to disturb his rest, the two brothers brought Mu Yanfeng to wait outside.

Mu Yanfeng held back his tears, his swollen eyes were tearful, and he refused to leave.In the end, Mu Yiliang took him away with his collar.

The room became quiet, Wanyan Fusheng sat down on the side of the bed slowly, seeing Xuanqing's pale complexion, closed eyes, and the tense cold expression outside, he couldn't help but feel depressed.

He felt more and more useless——

In the middle of the night, I was stunned and let Amaro kidnap the master, and I don't know how much I suffered from him.

And because he caused his master to be taken to northern Xinjiang, if it weren't for Wanyan Banqin who was his only relative who had any real affection, and rescued master from Amaro and brought him back to northern Xinjiang, it would not have hurt him.

He couldn't imagine how Xuan Qing would be treated.

There is also Wanyanzong, who almost killed his master...

Calm down now, he also knows that Wanyanzong's identity is there, so he can't kill him.What's more, you can't let Master know that he killed someone...

The more Wanyan Fusheng thought about it, he clenched his fist tighter, and murmured: "Master, maybe Fourth Sister is right, I shouldn't stay by your side..."

The big tent was lifted at this time, Wanyan half-dressed and ponytail high, strode in.

Wanyan Fusheng saw the person clearly and immediately stepped forward, "Have you got the antidote?"

Wanyan Banqin nodded with a smile, and handed him the medicine bottle in his hand, "Give Master Xuanqing the antidote, and you'll be fine tomorrow."

Wanyan Fusheng frowned, Wanyanzong handed over the antidote so easily, which made him hesitate, "Is this medicine credible?"

Wanyan paused half-covered, thinking of Wanyan Zong's appearance when he woke up without waiting for her to ask, he immediately grabbed her wrist and asked her to go to his secret room to get the antidote...End Yan Banqin's eyes gradually darkened, "It shouldn't be wrong."

Wanyan Fusheng glanced at the unconscious person on the bed, Xuanqing was poisoned, the pain from this poison would become more severe day by day, he couldn't wait any longer.He could only carefully feed Xuan Qing the antidote, held his breath and observed for a while, and he was slightly relieved when he saw that there was no adverse reaction.

Just the next second, the corners of Xuan Qing's mouth, who was lying quietly on the bed, suddenly soaked with blood, and then there was a light cough, and a big mouthful of blood flowed out.

"Master!" Wanyan Fusheng's expression changed, his eyes were red with anger and anxiety, "There is a problem with the antidote, he lied to us?"

Wanyan frowned half-quilted, although she was worried about Xuanqing, she was very sure, "Impossible."

With Wanyan Zong's appearance, he would never deceive her with fake medicine.

And Xuan Qing, who was drowsy in sleep, woke up vomiting blood: ... I am not poisoned!Don't give me medicine indiscriminately!