The Villain's Whitewashing: The Empress Knelt Down And Cried For Forgiveness

Chapter 50 Hometown

Fortunately, Jing Yan seemed to be fine.

As soon as Jing Tian breathed a sigh of relief, he felt the blood in his body surging.

"puff!!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood suddenly, then rolled his eyes and passed out.

"Big brother."

Jing Yan was shocked.

Busily hugged Jing Tian into his arms, trembling hands to check his breath.

Sensing the subtle deliberation, Jing Yan blinked her moist eyes slightly.

Tears are like pearls with a broken thread, they can't stop flowing.

"This Seventh Elder, I'm big brother...I'm big brother!"

Jing Yan trembled.

The scene of that day was very similar to today.

Emperor Yan couldn't help feeling somewhat empathetic.

That's why big brother almost hanged himself for his own sake.

Now what?

He was forced to such an extent by himself.

Thinking of this moment, Emperor Yan felt even more ashamed.

Look at Jing Yan in the picture again.

Because the big brother was seriously injured and fell into a coma, he cried until he was out of breath.

Even if the Seventh Elder prides himself on being cold-faced and ruthless.

But in the face of such a pleading and lovable pretty face.

In the end it was impossible to resist.

"Don't worry, it's just hurting the lungs, so the blood is spurted out under the surging of Qi and blood."

"You take this healing medicine for him, and he will return to normal after a period of cultivation."

After finishing speaking, the Seventh Elder disappeared in front of the siblings.

This little girl didn't know that her illness was more serious than Jing Tian's.

Jing Yanxiu gave Jing Tian the healing medicine, and then supported her body to bring him back to the inn.

In this situation, even Jing Tian probably didn't think that it was just a trip to visit relatives, and in a short period of time, he actually took healing medicine many times.

Fortunately, after the rain, the sky cleared and the clouds cleared.

There was no danger on the way back to Zongmen.

On this day, the gatekeeper disciple was entangled with an old woman who was trying to beg for mercy.

"Your son is just a mortal body. After taking the pill, it will aggravate his death. It's better to go down the mountain and seek a doctor."

The old woman did not know where she heard the news.

Knowing that Ling Xuanzong is good at medicine, it has the effect of living dead human flesh and bones.

He kowtowed all the way to the sect gate, trying to ask for medicine to save his son.

The disciples who guarded the gate had already said that set of rhetoric countless times.

When he was agitated, he planned to drive the woman out directly.

"Hugh is rude!"

These voices are like spring breeze meeting Qiaoling, clear and gentle.

"Shengnv Yan, you are back from training."

The gatekeeper immediately saluted respectfully.

"How is this going?"

Jing Yan is not angry and arrogant.

Although the expression is gentle, but the aura of the whole body makes it difficult to feel profane.

Under his gaze, the gatekeeper's forehead immediately stumbled and explained the reason for the incident.

"Even if you go up the mountain to ask for medicine, you should explain it to him, so why bother to hurt someone?"

"If this scene gets out, won't my sect's reputation be ruined?"

Jing Tian watched from the side as Jing Yan reprimanded the guard disciples.

I felt a little bit of emotion inexplicably in my heart.

I still remember that Jing Yan was still a coquettish follower back then.

Now I have everyone's demeanor, which is really commendable.

It seems that it is not a good idea to keep her in Lingxuanzong to practice.

"I've explained it to her many times."

The gatekeeper was wronged.

"To shut up!"

Jing Yan glared at the gatekeeper disciple.

That glance was full of amorous feelings, the guard disciple blushed, stopped talking, and respectfully returned to his original position.

Jing Yan, on the other hand, came to squat down in front of the old woman in a graceful manner.

"Don't be nervous, I'm also a disciple of Ling Xuanzong, why don't you let me see how your son is doing?"

"If you don't know the situation and use the pill indiscriminately, it will damage your son's body."

Jing Yan's attitude is firm yet gentle.

After staring blankly at Jing Yan for a while, the old woman staggered her body unnaturally, revealing her son lying behind her.

"This..." When Jing Yan saw her son behind her, her complexion changed drastically.

The injuries on his body were not trivial.

Instead, he stumbled and fell while picking herbs on a cliff.

A branch penetrates directly from the lungs.

Excessive blood loss, coupled with injury to the lungs, is already in a near-death state.

If this person is a practitioner, he can be rescued with a panacea.

However, a mortal body cannot withstand the power of the elixir.

"Fairy, I beg fairy, you must save my son!"

"My man died early, and there is only such a single seedling left in the family, and we are counting on him to continue the bloodline."

"And I... and I'm old, and I've been guarding my son all my life. If my son died, then I might as well go together."

The old woman was out of breath from crying, and looked as if she was about to faint.

Jing Yan felt pity in her heart, but in the end she couldn't bear to help her.

"Don't cry, there will be a way!"

As she said that, Jing Yan poured her energy into the body of the old woman's son.

As time went by, the man's wounds began to heal.

Jing Yan's face became paler and paler.

In the end, his body trembled slightly, he bit his lips tightly, and was dripping with sweat.

Looking at her appearance, Jing Tian couldn't help feeling distressed.

But he has practiced magic skills all over himself, and if he does something rashly, he may push the old woman's son into the abyss instead.

In the end, he could only stay by Jing Yan's side, using his dry sleeves to wipe the sweat off Jing Yan's face over and over again.

Jing Tian has no idea how dazzling this scene is in the eyes of others.

"Who is that person next to Junior Sister Jingyan?"

Wang Hezheng heard that Jing Yan appeared at the door early on.

His admiration for Jing Yan is well known.

Everyone believed that this senior brother of the sect and the holy lady Jingyan were a natural match.

Then the crowd came to the door together.

But I didn't expect to see such a scene.

That man dared to wipe the fragrant sweat from Jing Yan's forehead with his cuff.

In their eyes, Jing Tian's actions in this way are blasphemy to the saint.

"Get your dirty hands off!"

Wang Hezheng jumped up directly.

Landed like a fairy, but those eyes seemed to be on fire.

Shut up!

When Wang He was landing, he drew out his saber from his waist.

The sound of Heti's collapse suddenly sounded.

This person actually launched an attack without asking indiscriminately.

Jing Tian didn't expect that when he returned to his hometown this time, he hadn't visited the sect's scenery yet, some disciples would make a move rashly.

At this time, Jing Yan was concentrating on treating that young man.

Never let her hurt her sister.

With firm eyes, Jing Tian raised his head abruptly.

If you can't retreat, fight to the end there!

Clang! !

Pulling out the long sword in his hand, Jing Tian stabbed forward without avoiding the fight.

Knife meets sword, sparks fly.

After one move, Jing Tian stood proudly in front of Jing Yan.

It's like a big mountain, taking the wind, frost and cold current for Jingyan.

Wang Hezheng was surprised to find that he lost to the opponent.

After taking five steps back again and again, he stabilized his figure.

"At war!"