Chapter 109 She Is My Life!

Chapter 109 She is my life!

The moment the cloak was lifted, a delicate little face, like lightning, wedged heavily into Chu Yang's heart. At this moment, Chu Yang suddenly felt a whirlwind.

It seems that the people around have disappeared, the city walls have disappeared, and even the world has disappeared. In Chu Yang's eyes, there is only this delicate little face left.

Qingwu...Qingwu...you finally appeared You finally appeared

Dance for the king in this life, dance for the king for life, my heart will not change for a thousand times, and I will not suffer for ten thousand deaths, who am I for in this life?

for you for you

Curved eyebrows, pink and tender face, pale face, the big smart eyes were closed tightly, and the face was full of pain; the lips were tightly pressed, and there was a narrow wound on her front chest , Around the wound, even the white clothes turned black

"Black Demon" Chu Yang's pupils shrank, and he yelled angrily. This is the unique trace of the special damage of the Black Demon family.

At this moment, Chu Yang suddenly understood some doubts that he did not understand in his previous life.

There was a wound mark on Mo Qingwu's chest. And it was that wound that completely hindered Mo Qingwu's martial arts path. Restricted by this scar, Mo Qingwu's highest achievement in life can only be stopped by Wu Zong

He is obviously a talented genius, but because of this reason, he can't move forward after Wu Zong because after Wu Zong, he is Wu Zun, and Wu Zun's cultivation needs to temper the strength of the five internal organs

And this wound obviously eliminated any possibility of tempering the five internal organs.

Mo Qingwu once said once that she was injured when she was a child, and she didn't receive timely medical treatment at that time, leaving internal troubles. Later, when I returned home, the chronic internal injury had already formed and could no longer be changed.

When Mo Qingwu talked about that incident, there was a touch of loneliness and unwillingness in his expression. He also mentioned that at that time, an uncle who loved her the most died because of her injuries...

It was precisely because of this injury that Mo Qingwu was ambushed and was unable to break through.

"Who are you? Why do you know my lady?" The big man in black looked at Chu Yang suspiciously; this masked man in black was full of mystery. The moment he saw the lady, his eyes were like a dream In a trance, but also naked.

And when he saw the young lady's injury, the anger in this person's eyes,

He almost wanted to burn everything; and that look of heartache was almost as regretful as if his own heart had been hammered to pieces alive.

it was a deep heartache

The big man in black was completely relieved when he saw this look. With this kind of gaze, even if he would rather be injured ten thousand times, he would not let the young lady suffer any harm.

As soon as he relaxed his mind, the big man in black was seriously injured and was on the verge of collapsing; he tried his best to keep his hands steady and sent them forward: "I leave it to you...Save Miss..."

Chu Yang hastily stretched out his hand to take over the petite body; his heart beat violently again.

Seeing Chu Yang take over Mo Qingwu, the big man in black felt relieved and almost fell to the ground. His face was already full of fatigue, and he wanted to take a step, but he couldn't move his legs.

"What's wrong with you?" Chu Yang was so anxious that he wanted to find Du Shiqing with Mo Qingwu in his arms. Seeing the situation of the big man in black, how could he just leave?

"Miss' injury... I used my vitality to renew her life along the way..." The big man in black smiled feebly.

Chu Yang suddenly came to his senses; he was already injured, and along the way he used the vitality that was as precious as his life to keep Mo Qingwu alive, and he had to maintain his speed and rush to Iron Cloud City to find Du Shiqing as soon as possible; if it wasn't for a wave of spirit Support, I'm afraid I can't support it long ago.

Chu Yang hugged Mo Qingwu in one hand, and grabbed the arm of the big man in black with the other hand, turned his head and shouted: "Find me a carriage, hurry up!"

"You go first...Miss, she won't last long...I'm fine..." The big man in black shook his head weakly, broke free from Chu Yang's arm with all his strength, and pushed him: "Go quickly"

Chu Yang's heart felt hot. This big man in black obviously didn't care about himself for the sake of Mo Qingwu...

But now Mo Qingwu is in danger, there is really no delay. Chu Yang's heart broke, and he suddenly injected his vitality into a part of the black-clothed man's body, and it circulated for a week, saying: "Come on, send this senior to Butian Pavilion to find Wu Qianqian."

Then nodded, and rushed out like flying with Mo Qingwu in his arms.

The city gate guard officer was taken aback: Wu Qianqian? Could it be the Rakshasa girl next to King Chu Yan?

The big man in black was startled, and looked at Chu Yang's distant figure with a complicated expression. I have run out of fuel, and it is completely impossible to heal my wounds with the vitality in my body; because the dantian is already empty...

If he recovers by himself, he may fall down a rank at the last time; he will also be left with internal injuries that cannot be recovered. But this young man poured in a burst of true energy, and he quickly turned around in his body for a full circle, collecting all the remaining vitality

With this vitality as a guide, it is equivalent to eliminating all worries. As long as I run smoothly, I can heal myself... This is equivalent to saving my life

Chu Yang came to the prince's mansion like a whirlwind, pulled off his mask, and said, "Where is the prince? I am from Butian Pavilion, and I have something important to see the prince."

Hearing that they were from Butian Pavilion, the guards at the door were startled. Isn't that the subordinate of King Chu Yan? This can't be neglected. If you go back and say a few bad things and get caught by King Chu Yan, then there will be black smoke on the ancestral grave...

Not daring to neglect, hurried in to report.

As soon as Tie Butian sent Wu Qianqian away, he heard that there was someone in Butian Pavilion asking for an interview. He felt strange and hurriedly ordered an interview.

"I need Du Shiqing to help me see a doctor and heal my injuries," Chu Yang hurriedly said the first thing he said when he saw Tie Butian.

"This little girl?" Tie Butian looked at Mo Qingwu in Chu Yang's arms in surprise.

"Yes." Chu Yang nodded vigorously: "She is my life."

Tie Butian was startled

Others don't know who Chu Yang is, but how can he not? Chu Yan Wang, the person who crossed out the entire family and nine clans of the court officials with a single brushstroke, unexpectedly, after seeing him, he was so anxious that he had no time to salute or even be polite, and directly said such a sentence: She is my destiny.

Then, the importance of this little girl can be imagined.

"I'll take you to the palace." Tie Butian made a decisive decision, stood up immediately, and strode out. He asked to prepare chariots and horses repeatedly in his mouth, and sent a fast horse to go to the palace immediately, to inform Du Shiqing first, to ensure that the genius doctor could immediately give "Chu Yang's life" the first time he saw Du Shiqing. "treat……

...

In the palace. In the quiet room.

Du Shiqing slowly retracted the fingers on Mo Qingwu's wrist, took a deep breath, and shook her head.

"What's wrong?" Chu Yang asked nervously.

"I can't heal this injury." Du Shiqing sighed, and looked at Chu Yang with some compassion: "Who is this little girl to you?" He had a very good impression of Chu Yang; He has devoted his whole life to Chu Yang, and regards Chu Yang as his successor; how could he not devote himself to Chu Yang's affairs?

"It's my most important person." Chu Yang's heart sank. Even Du Shiqing said it couldn't be cured, so how serious should Mo Qingwu's injury be?

Why would the black devil who is famous for three days attack such a little girl?

"The injury is easy to heal, but the poison is hard to get rid of." Du Shiqing frowned: "If someone hadn't used vitality to renew her life, I am afraid that this little girl would have died already; It has grown, more than a day; the toxin has invaded the five internal organs..."

Du Shiqing sighed: "If it's just injury and poison, it's fine under the master's hands, but this little girl is born with three yin meridians; and this sword hurt the intersection of the three yin meridians... Rescuing her is not difficult, but the three yin channels are damaged, and the toxins travel along the three yin channels but cannot be removed, and it is bound to leave internal wounds that cannot be healed for life

Chu Yang was startled.

Sure enough, sure enough. Du Shiqing really said this sentence again; "If you can survive, you will leave behind an internal injury that is difficult to heal for the rest of your life", which is exactly the situation of Mo Qingwu in the previous life

The three yin channels are not a terminal illness, but a genius physique. Because of the existence of the three yin channels, the meridians in the body are much smoother than ordinary people. No matter what kung fu you practice, you will get twice the result with half the effort. However, if the Sanyin meridians are damaged before they are successful, there is no hope of recovery in their lifetime.

And what Mo Qingwu injured was the junction of the three Yin meridians.

This kind of physique was originally a supreme blessing bestowed by heaven; but Mo Qingwu couldn't be cured because of this blessing.

Du Shiqing would not hide from Chu Yang, and would say whatever he had. Since he said that, Chu Yang knew that it was useless to force it.

"I also ask Mr. Du to give me a good hand; no matter what happens in the future, the most important thing is to bring her back to life." Chu Yang said.

"Okay." Du Shiqing caught Mo Qingwu's wrist again, concentrated for a moment, wrote down a prescription, and said with a slight smile: "Fortunately, this is in the palace, otherwise, if it is outside, even if I know how to treat it, But there are many precious medicinal materials missing. Although this little girl is unfortunate, it is a great fortune to find me in the palace."

Chu Yang sighed.

Not long after, the medicine boy came over with a bowl of fried medicine, and when he wanted to feed Mo Qingwu to drink, he found that the little girl had her teeth clenched tightly and couldn't even open her mouth.

"Injured and poisoned, the little girl should have a strong personality, and she clenched her teeth without moaning; but the stronger her willpower, the tighter she clenched her teeth after she passed out. If you can't take this medicine, then..."

As Du Shiqing spoke, he suddenly stopped in stupefaction and even shivered.

because……

Chu Yang had already taken the medicine bowl, brought it to his mouth, took a big sip, then lowered his head, covered the little girl's lips with his own, and slowly poured the medicine into it...

Chu Yang's face was peaceful.

If others don't know, how can Du Shiqing not know? There is a lotus root in this medicine. It is the most bitter thing in the world. Although it has miraculous effects in curing internal injuries, most people cannot swallow it if they are awake.

There was once a senior martial artist who needed this medicine after being injured, but with the control of the senior, he even sprayed the medicine out. In the end, he took Du Shiqing's medicine and passed out before feeding him the medicine.

Generally, if you take this kind of medicine, just to be on the safe side, even if you are conscious, you have to knock him out before feeding him the medicine; Du Shiqing saw the little girl in a coma, and the lotus root is the most effective for this injury Medicinal ingredients were added...

But now Chu Yang was holding it in his mouth like this, with a calm expression on his face, he didn't seem to feel bitter at all, and he didn't seem to feel the hot medicine that was just brewed... Just sip it one bite at a time...