Anecdote of sword three crossing the bureau

Chapter 187 No Wind, No Rain, No Sunshine

That movement was so fast that no one present had time to react, including Sikong Zhaixing who was slightly stunned in front of him.

There was deep sadness in Sikong Zhaixing's eyes, but subconsciously, he stretched out his hands and prepared to fight against the sharp blade with both hands.

It was too late to knock people unconscious, but he couldn't bear to hurt the person in front of him.

However, at that critical moment, the man stopped slowly like that, his hands trembled slightly, as if he was stubbornly resisting something, Sikong Zhaixing's eyes flashed slightly, and he stretched out his hand to grab his Fingers, it's too late.

Because in the next second, the sharp blade in the puppet's hand of King Zhenxi in front of him stabbed straight into his own chest with his backhand.

Everyone was stunned by the blood splattered three feet in front of them, so that after a long while, Sikong Zaixing finally found his breath.

He watched the man fall down helplessly, and stretched out his hand to grab him. Sikong Zhaoxing could feel his throat sizzle, but he couldn't say a word.

It was Qi Mingyuan who hurriedly threw a town down, the light was exhausted, Guo Qingtian's face slowly withdrew from behind the puppet's face, it seemed that everyone's hallucinations had finally gone, and turned into the most authentic appearance.

The corner of his mouth was stained with a string of blood beads, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

However, this idiot Guo Qingtian still wouldn't open his eyes, and looked at Sikong Zhaixing foolishly and made a joke.After Qi Mingyuan left Zhen Shanhe, he began to call Chu Cichao's name loudly. At this time, only Chu Cichao, who can heal bones, can do anything.

Lu Xiaofeng and Lu Yao rushed up almost at the same time, to fight the enemy side by side with Gong Jiu, while Chu Cichao stepped slightly in the air, with the unique lightness kung fu of Wanhua Valley on the side, facing Guo Qingtian rushed in the direction.

"What's going on?" Chu Ci flashed a look of surprise in his eyes, obviously he didn't see the situation here.

Chu Ci looked at Qi Mingyuan, who was the only one who was still able to communicate normally, and frowned slightly: "He inserted it himself?"

"It should be controlled by someone," Qi Mingyuan said, "This blood...why is it black?"

Chu Cichao looked at Sikong Zhaixing who had been pressing on Guo Qingtian's wound, his sleeves were all stained with blood, glowing a strange black-purple color.

He looked at it for a while, then stretched out his hand and carefully touched the corner of Guo Qingtian's lips, then sighed in a low voice: "It's poisonous."

"Let's save the person first." Qi Mingyuan said solemnly.

Chu Cizhao naturally understood this truth, he thought for a while, then held up the pen in his hand, and gently circled it in the air, the movement was elegant and beautiful, with a kind of gentleness unique to a doctor.

He opened and closed his lips, but he was reciting a series of reciting poems, but when it was only half a stick of incense, his hand stopped, and the brush was slightly thrown in the air, and the greenery all over the sky spread out. Inexplicably, the dead environment made people feel a little relieved.

The little monkey stared at Chu Cichao's movements for a long time, and finally grabbed the corner of Qi Mingyuan's clothes carefully, as if calling something in a low voice.

Chu Cichao did not dare to relax at all, after looking at Guo Qingtian for a long time, Fu took another set of needles and slowly spread them on the top of his head.

He has been extremely tired these days, he has just rushed to heal others, whether it is Qi Mingyuan or Guo Qingtian who is seriously injured right now.

However, as a doctor, Chu Cichao has no complaints at all, and there is always a smile on his face that makes people feel like a spring breeze.

"Okay?" Gong Jiu and the others had resolved the battle at some point, walked to Chu Cichao's side and carefully took a brocade handkerchief to Chu Cichao to gently wipe the thin sweat from his forehead, feeling a little distressed in his heart.

The corpses of puppets were all over the ground, looking a little scary.

Chu Cichao didn't dare to move at all: "Well, it's okay." He said so, and carefully sealed the last needle into Guo Qingtian's acupuncture point.

From the beginning to the end, Sikong Zhaixing's hand was tightly held on Guo Qingtian's hand, and he never relaxed at all.

His expression was slightly solemn, which seemed to be an inexplicable persistence.

Lu Xiaofeng sighed slightly when he saw it, stretched out his hand and said, "Sikong, take a rest."

Sikong Zhaixing smiled faintly, that smile seemed a little absent-minded: "It's okay, thank you."

Chu Ci looked at him for a while, sighed and said bluntly: "The remaining poison is not clear, we need an antidote."

"Then..." Qi Mingyuan glanced worriedly at Sikong Zhaixing next to him, perhaps because he had experienced such feelings before, so he became more and more aware of Sikong Zhaixing's mood: "Is there any other way?"

Chu Cichao looked a little sad, he tried both Qingfeng Chuilu and sharp needles, but he could only hang Guo Qingtian's life.

"Then," Sikong Zhaixing suddenly said, "If this continues, what will happen to Guo Qingtian?"

His voice was a little fluttering, obviously he was at the end of his strength.

Chu Cichao was startled, not knowing whether he should tell the truth, after a long while, he finally shook his head slightly and said, "I don't know."

With a silent expression, Gong Jiu reached out and gently grabbed Chu Cichao's finger: "Let's go back."

Chu Cichao was slightly startled, and looked up at the person.

Gong Jiu sighed softly: "I don't want to see you working so hard."

Chu Cichao didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "When this incident is over, I will go back to the island with you."

"...Okay." Gong Jiu compromised again, the eyes that were all indifferent and hazy in the past unexpectedly softened a lot, with a slight smile on his face.

It was as if he had been willingly planted in the hands of the person in front of him, without any suspense.

"If he doesn't wake up, then we can only wait." Chu Ci said finally.

In fact, he knew very well in his heart that if Guo Qingtian never woke up, then there is only one possibility, that is, his soul has left his body and returned to the crossing game.No one has ever encountered such an embarrassing situation. However, according to the theory that the traversing bureau does not destroy the current space, if one really encounters such a situation, he may never come back.

Lu Yao and Qi Mingyuan looked at each other with worry in their eyes.

From the beginning to the end, Sikong Zhaixing held Guo Qingtian's finger.

The thief king who always joked about the world seemed to have suddenly lost all his strength, only the ability to hold the fingertips of the person in front of him tightly.

His throat was a little hoarse: "I'm with you."

If so, it seems to have spent a lifetime of tenderness.

That moment was too clear, Guo Qingtian couldn't bear to hurt him after all, even though his consciousness had been swallowed up by the puppet at that time, he still couldn't bear to hurt Sikong Zhaixing in front of him.

This time they were all too rough, whether it was Qi Mingyuan's injury before, or Guo Qingtian's current situation, they were all too embarrassed.

This is a price that they don't need to pay, but now, the atmosphere is getting more serious.

"We need to find the real body of Prince Zhenxi," Gong Jiu said, wanting to make a quick decision: "It's obvious that it's not far away."

"Why?" Qi Mingyuan asked suddenly, there were two tortoise shells on his palm, one front and the other reverse.

Seeing this, Chu Cichao sighed, with a serious brow: "Brother Qi?"

Qi Mingyuan gently turned the tortoise shell over: "It's just a small divination, it's okay." He looked at it for a long time and finally said: "The tortoise shell told us that the soul of Prince Zhenxi has been dispersed, and the road we are leading to is A fork in the road."

Everyone fell silent.

Along the way, they seem to have taken a lot of detours, and also suffered a lot.

So when Qi Mingyuan said this, everyone was silent.

"The army is going to the capital," Qi Mingyuan said solemnly, "I'm going back, thank you for your help all the way, I'm afraid that the great kindness of Qi will not be finished in this life, so I can only repay it in the next life."

What he said was very polite and serious, but it was extremely unpleasant for everyone to hear.

Chu Ci stared at him for a long time, and finally turned into a cold smile on the corner of his lips: "You mean, you separated from us like this?"

Qi Mingyuan remained silent.

Chu Cichao suddenly took out his pen, and where the ink was scattered, he went straight to attack Qi Mingyuan!

His movements were too fast, and beside him was Gong Jiu who didn't intend to block him at all, so that he was in front of Qi Mingyuan in just a moment, the tip of his pen was fixed between Qi Mingyuan's eyes, and Chu Ci looked coldly: "You Say it again."

Qi Mingyuan's expression was calm and indifferent, and finally turned into a vague sigh: "Sorry."

"I'm with you," Sikong Zhaixing stood up holding Guo Qingtian, his expression seemed very determined: "I'm going to find the antidote."

Lu Xiaofeng watched Sikong Zhaixing for a long time, but he still didn't say anything. Sikong Zhaixing didn't look like he was going to find an antidote, but rather like he was going to kill Prince Zhenxi.

"I'm just very skeptical now," Gong Jiu said slowly, his clothes were stained with too much blood, as if Shura was alive, but his expression was wild: "If all the puppets of Prince Zhenxi come out, Why didn't my hidden guard come to report..."

In just a moment, Lu Xiaofeng and Lu Yao said at the same time: "There is a secret way."

Presumably, the dormancy of Prince Zhenxi these years is not unreasonable. He has been lurking here for so long for this day, the day when they are all counted.

What he wanted was Jiangshan, and Lu Xiaofeng and his group were just Cheng Yaojin who killed him halfway.

It would be great if they could be trapped here. Prince Zhenxi sent a group of puppets to slow them down. The purpose was to make a smoke bomb for the great cause.

Thinking of this, Qi Mingyuan's face became paler, his fingertips slightly curled up and then loosened, and he was the first to walk towards the puppet's path.

Even if there are many obstacles in the road ahead, he will admit it.

After all, he once promised that person that he would definitely accompany him on the top of the ten thousand zhang peak.

But at this moment, heavy footsteps came from nowhere, step by step, as if wearing shackles, the heavy sound almost knocked on the hearts of everyone.

Lu Yao subconsciously grabbed Qi Mingyuan to signal him to stop, and the figure in the darkness slowly emerged.

Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, the little monkey leaped out and jumped up very intimately, making intimate contact with the man's face.

Qi Mingyuan frowned.