Chapter 47 The Delicate Princess

Where is this?

He was besieged by assassins at that time. Was he rescued in the end?

"Don't get up. You have lost too much blood. It's best to lie down and rest."

Yue Qingling reached out and held her upper arm. She felt that it was round and soft, as if she was holding a ball of cotton.

He pushed Long Qilan down again without saying anything. Then, he took out a night-shining pearl and let it float in the air.

He was not wearing a mask at this time. He looked at Long Qilan under the night-shining pearl.

Long Qilan wanted to struggle, but after hearing his voice, she realized that this was her lifesaver.

She was naturally grateful. She hurriedly said, "Thank you for saving me, I will never forget you. What's your name, fellow Taoist..."

Her voice became smaller and smaller, and her pretty face like a peony flower became redder and redder. She seemed to be frozen. Looking at Yue Qingling's face, her brain stopped thinking and she couldn't speak.

"Lingjing Sect disciple, Lingyue, my master, Master Huang. "

Yue Qingling answered every question, after all, he had to let Long Qilan know that it was the people of Lingjing Sect who saved her.

In this way, Lingjing Sect could get in touch with Longsheng Kingdom.

"Fellow Daoist Lingyue..."

Long Qilan looked at his face, and finally moved her head away with a blush, but still glanced at him from time to time.

How could there be such a talented and beautiful boy in the world?

He really...

Just looking at him would make all kinds of fantasies arise in my heart.

Even the most reserved woman would have ripples in her heart.

Yue Qingling did not notice her shyness, thinking that she was weak after being injured, and he found some pills and food and put them in front of her.

"Although you can fast in the mountain realm, you are injured, it is best to eat something, which will help you recover."

"Thank you, fellow Daoist Lingyue, you are so thoughtful..."

"You're welcome. I'm going to meditate, please help yourself, Your Highness. "

Yue Qingling closed the Channu Spirit Platform, sat down quietly, and meditated.

Long Qilan wanted to ask him how he killed the assassins, but now she saw that he was only in the Yongling Realm?

How could a person in the Yongling Realm defeat so many assassins in the Di Xiu Realm?

Long Qilan was surprised, but also had a little bit of smugness.

If he had a very high level of cultivation, she would not dare to get close to him.

She immediately relaxed when she saw a fellow Taoist in the Yongling Realm.

As for the fact that he could kill so many assassins, he might have obtained some inheritance.

Don't think about assassins for now.

How should I communicate with fellow Taoist Lingyue in the next few days?

Or...

Let him compete for the title of Tainufu?

The more Long Qilan thought about it, the more shy and excited she became. She trembled and suddenly realized that she hadn't changed her clothes yet...

Oh.

It's dirty again.

"Fellow Taoist? Fellow Taoist? "

Long Qilan called out twice in a weak voice.

Yue Qingling had been practicing quietly and did not answer.

Long Qilan hesitated for a moment and felt that the smell of urine and blood on her body was mixed together, which was too stinky to bear.

She really wanted to find a place to take a bath.

But how could this be possible in the cave?

In desperation, she had to tiptoe to take out a piece of clothing from the storage bag and change it gently.

It is a girl's nature to love cleanliness.

But she forgot that the wound on her thigh was very serious.

It was because Yue Qingling sealed it with ice crystals that there was no bleeding.

After tossing around like this, she suddenly felt a pain in her leg and could no longer stand steadily, so she fell to the ground with a "Hu Teng!".

"Ouch... hum hum... woo woo woo..."

This time, Long Qilan took off her clothes and fell to the ground, covered in mud.