Chapter 923: I Follow You

Xue Qinglian didn't say a word, looking at the man's eyes was extremely clear, which faded his usual cynical, and the momentum of the whole person became sharp.

My uncle was skeptical.

Honglian was injured, and the fatal wound was the hundred-year-old medicine family of Baicaogu, and there was no way for him to recover his Thai spirit within a few days.

And that flogging.

The whole back was beaten with flesh and blood, and bones were visible, but he fled the East Vietnamese capital before dawn the next day.

He also showed flaws in front of his uncle.

It was they who told their uncles that they had excellent medicine, and the source of the medicine was thought-provoking.

"Uncle, Feng Qingbai is an aunt's child and has the blood of Baicaogu," he stared at the man, asking, "why are you anxious to put him to death?"

This success successfully changed the face of the man. The deepness just now disappeared and became furious. "What is the blood of Baicao Valley? He is a sinner! He is a hybrid! As my doctor woman of Baicao Valley, I am committed to the emperor. Stained my veins in Baicao Valley! "

he she.

Xue Zhong did not say his name, Xue Qinglian also guessed who the two were.

Eyebrows slowly twisted.

Whenever I mention Feng Qingbai, my uncle's mood will become violent, just for this reason?

Is it because Feng Qingbai is the aunt and the emperor's son?

"No matter how you are, your aunt's son is now the first king of Nanling in Nanling, and your uncle has fallen to hide in the east and become a falling water dog--"

"Snapped!"

A severe slap interrupted Xue Qinglian's words.

He missed his face.

The smell of blood oozing from the corners of the mouth.

Xue Zhong also calmed down because of this slap in the face, sitting across the cold looking at Xue Qinglian.

"I have become a drowning dog, and I have no intention of escaping in the pursuit of the Three Kingdoms. I know how Feng Qingbai wants to catch me." He said, "You are standing by his side every word, I don't force it, but I am your uncle, Qinglian. "

"What is your uncle's request, Qing Lian can certainly do it," Xue Qinglian laughed at herself.

He was brought up by his uncle, and he couldn't be mixed up anymore, and he was not ungrateful.

Uncle actually knew him very well.

"The Princess of Nanling has the name of a divine doctor. You should stay in the palace of Nanling for the same reason, right? Since you were a child, you have loved studying medicine and dispensing medicines. It is not easy to find someone who likes you and can convince you."

Xue Qinglian was silent.

He guessed what his uncle wanted to say.

"There is only one doctor who can convince you so far. Her medical skills must be very powerful. And my wish," Xue Zhong patted the wheelchair armrests on both sides. "It is to leave this wheelchair and stand up."

"She can't."

"You haven't tried it. How do you know if she can't? Or are you worried that I can hurt her?

Xue Qinglian lifted her eyes, "Honglian asked her a long time ago, and also told you about your situation. My uncle's veins have been broken for more than ten years. Da Luo Jinxian is unable to return to heaven, let alone an ordinary doctor. Uncle I look down on her too much. With so much hope, when I am disappointed, my uncle will only be more painful. "

The eyes were opposite, looking straight at each other.

Something in the air seemed to be colliding strongly, giving up.

No one loses, and no one is allowed.

After a short while, a low laugh came from the man in the room.

"Da Luo Jin Xian?" The four words chewed in the man's mouth, and finally the man closed his eyes slowly, his face muscles shaking.

Slowly, sadness was revealed.

The dizzy yellow light hit his face, and the ditch and gutter that reflected reflected it were all vicissitudes.

When he opened his eyes again, the man had returned to his usual appearance, calm, deep and indifferent.

Hold the teapot and pour a cup of tea for myself, and then pour Xue Qinglian a cup, and pushed it over, "Compared to Honglian, you are always unwilling to discipline, so I have been with you for so many years. For ten years like one day In revenge, I know that my uncle is actually incompetent ... Have you ever hated your uncle for being too harsh on you in the past and forcing too much? "

Staring at the cup of tea, Xue Qinglian said quietly for a long time, "No."

After all, drink all the tea.

The long-cooled tea, with a bitter taste, was drawn into the throat and drilled into the lungs.

The tea cup was lowered, and Xue Qinglian stood up. "This cup of tea, when I returned to my uncle for more than ten years, no matter how I owe it. In the end, Qing Lian still wanted to persuade my uncle to stop revenge, why Baicao Valley was destroyed. Uncle knows the real reason. "

Passed by the man and walked to the door, "I still respect you as my uncle, I will not let Feng Qingbai kill you. Uncle, leave tomorrow."

Opening the door, the courtyard was dark.

A long, erect figure stood quietly in the courtyard, hearing the sound of opening the door, and looking away, his eyes were indifferent.

Xue Qinglian's complexion changed slightly.

"I followed you," the man said, not following anyone's shame at all.

Qingyue's voice was faint, but it was extremely penetrating in the night, giving a strong sense of oppression.

"Feng Qingbai, you haven't seen anything you can do tonight." Xue Qinglian said lightly.

"No."

Xue Qinglian closed her eyes and smiled bitterly. He simply asked more.

Since Feng Qingbai came here, no matter how he did nothing, he went back to the mountain and left himself boundless hidden dangers.

His means have always been fierce.

Now that he has followed him, he will never let himself go empty-handed, even if the entire city is under the Tianluodi net.

Uncle can't escape.

Looking at the man standing in the courtyard, calmly, calmly, grasping the plan, he was not surprised. Xue Qinglian's sleeve wobbled slightly, and the medicine pouch quietly slid into her palm.

The surrounding air quietly changed again, faintly confrontation.

The wheelchair snorted and approached slowly.

"The grandfather didn't sleep in the middle of the night, came to catch me as an invalid, and personally made Xue guilty, the old man would follow you." The wheelchair came to the door and looked at the man in the hospital, Xue Zhong laughed.

"Uncle!" Xue Qinglian frowned, looking at the man puzzledly.

My uncle has never been a wait-and-see man, and he hasn't stopped before he resists.

Why is it so crisp right now.

The man didn't look at him and turned to the green cypress in a wheelchair.

Seeing the wheelchair closer to the wind, the green cypress was getting closer and closer, and Feng Qing cymbal was standing next to him, the scabbard stood upright, and only when the master gave an order, he immediately took the person down.

"Uncle!" Xue Qinglian shrank her eyelids, strode forward and grabbed the wheelchair, looking at the person opposite. "Feng Qingbai, forgive me, just this time-oh!"

An extremely sweet smell swelled up from the chest cavity, and spouted out. Xue Qinglian covered her sudden painful heart, slowly kneeling down.

Like the pain of broken muscles and bones, it spread from the heart to the bones of the limbs.

That pain twisted Xue Qinglian's face, shaking her body like sieve, cold sweat instantly soaked in her clothes.

The last bit of strong support soberly looked up, and it was the cold eyes of the man.

(End of this chapter)