Chapter 1368 Qing Yan, I Seem to Be Sick...

"How is Baili?" Yun Qingyan came to Baili Qingxue and asked Qin Li and Ji Weiran.

"The wound is a little deep." Ji Weiran said, his voice a little low.

The attack of the seventh-order Zunyuan Master is not simple. If Baili Qingxue was not the eighth-order Zunyuan master, with superior strength, I am afraid that his body would have been split in half.

They really don't understand, with Baili Qingxue's strength, how could they not dodge that blow?

Whether it's dodging or defending head-on, it's easy for him!

Yun Qingyan looked at Baili Qingxue.

His eyes were tightly closed, his long and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and his long hair as soft as ice silk was stuck to his forehead, soaked with sweat.

The terrifying stab wound on the chest turned out, and the blood stained the white clothes into blood clothes, and the wound was faintly visible.

Seemingly hearing the movement, Baili Qingxue's eyes slowly opened, the icy blue color was as moving as glass, but she didn't know if it was Yun Qingyan's illusion, she vaguely felt that those eyes seemed to have become cloudy, Not as transparent as before.

It seems that the fine glazed jadeite is doped with some impurities.

"Qingyan..." Baili Qingxue's eyelashes trembled slightly, her face even more transparent and white like ice and snow.

"How is this brother?" People from Hongyan Academy also ran nervously over to ask about the injury.

"Take the medicinal pill first." Yun Qingyan flipped his right hand, took the medicinal medicinal pill from Xuan Jie and gave it to Baili Qingxue.

Then--

"Tear!" With a sound, he ripped off the clothes on his upper body.

This heroic and neat move not only stunned the onlookers, but also the face of Huang Yan turned black!

The girl's way of tearing clothes seems to be somewhat skilled!

"Tsk tsk, little sister Yun really has the style of my past!" Hong Luo rested her chin with her hand, as if recalling the glorious years of that year.

The corners of Hong Ye's mouth twitched, her mouth opened and closed a few times, but in the end she didn't speak.

Not paying attention to the various gazes around, Yun Qingyan didn't squint, took out the powder and bandages, and treated Baili Qingxue's wound neatly and skillfully.

The wounds caused by the senior Yuanyuan masters are not as easy to heal as ordinary wounds.

However, with Baili Qingxue's physique and her medicinal powder and medicinal powder, he could be in good shape in about six hours.

Baili Qingxue's eyes were fixed on the person who had meticulously applied the medicine to him. The black mist rose from the bottom of his eyes for a while, and was pressed down again for a while. The ups and downs were very shocking.

"Is it better?" After knotting the bandage, Yun Qingyan raised her eyes to look at Baili Qingxue.

The efficacy of the medicinal pill is very obvious. Even if Baili Qingxue cannot fully recover in an instant, it can relieve some pain now.

But when she saw Baili Qingxue's face, she was still very pale, shockingly white.

The thin lips that had lost their blood color were pursed lightly, and under the thick eyelashes, the pure ice blue pupils like the first snow had no impurities, with a few strands of clarity like the birth of a deer, for a moment, Yun Qingyan seemed to see a little milk dog. illusion.

But the strong daze and sadness inside are like a pair of pliers, tightly clenching the heart.

Obviously someone who is almost standing at the peak of Tianyuan Continent, but at this time is as fragile as a fragile snowflake.

"Easy, I seem to be sick..." he said.

His eyes drooped down, concealing the pair of dark glazed ice eyes.

Before Yun Qingyan could speak, an evil, charming and maddening voice pierced in like a sharp sword—

"Find a doctor when you're sick, what's the deal with my girl?"

Is it too early today? →_→