The World of the Pirate Consort

He sneered sneerly and didn't speak, but just sat there lightly, waiting for him to speak.

For a long time, I could only hear Ming Chunshui's low-dumb voice drifting from the darkness: "Sir, what are you doing?"

He raised his eyebrows, but he did not expect him to ask her this.

"How do you know, I'm not practicing general internal skills?" Seser asked. When he asked, she knew that he must know that her internal strength was different from ordinary people.

"Last time, on the island, your whole body soaked in seawater was cold. I was going to lose your internal force to warm you, but I found that the internal power you practiced is contrary to my internal force, and I ca n’t input internal power for you at all . Are you practicing, is it a magical medicine that is developing fast internal skills? "

He frowned, really wondering why Ming Chunshui would ask her about internal strength, and he had never been interested in her martial arts. Why do you ask such a question?

这 "Why, why do you ask this?" Secretly asked.

Ming Chunshui was silent for a moment, and said rather difficultly: "Although she woke up, Yun Qiang's medicine could not drive out the poison in her body. At this moment, she was a living dead person, unable to move, so she Can't even talk. Yun Qingkang said that there is a strange internal power that can drive out this strange poison. Because the peculiar medicine of practicing that internal power and the strange internal power are mixed together, it is exactly this poison Antidote. "

"Really?" Said faintly, his voice soft and light, as if the matter was no longer relevant. But inwardly, it was a tumbling wave. It turned out that he asked her what internal skills she was practicing, in order to ask her to save the woman.

扯 The corner of her lips twitched, and a light smile burst, and 缥缈 seemed to dissipate in the night at any time: "Yes, this is exactly what I practice."

Her words, said softly.

Tong Mingchun Shui looked at the smile on her lips, a pain in her heart.

He stepped forward and brushed the mess on her forehead and said, "She is now a living dead person. Only you can save her, save her, okay?"

Although he couldn't see him, he could feel his fingertips trembling as his hands stroked from her forehead. Is he worried about that woman? She asked quietly, "Are you ... want me to save her?"

"Yes!"

Qi Mingchun Shui answered quietly, as long as there was a glimmer of hope, he hoped to save her. He didn't want her to be a living dead, it was worse than dead.

"Okay, I promise you!" Selly looked up and smiled Yingying.

"Master, no, my wife's poison has not been removed. If you practice medicine and drive drugs at this time, your body will be left behind." Xiao Yan heard the words of Ming Chunshui outside the house, kneeled on the ground, begging hard.

Maid kneeling outside the house.

Tong Mingchun's eyes were cold, and he said coldly, "You all stand back!"

The servant girl was frightened by the chill in his eyes, and Qi Qi bowed back, leaving Xiaoya still kneeling there, begging hard.

He walked up, followed the voice to Xiaoya's side, stretched out his arms and raised Xiaoya, chuckling: "Xiaoya, what are you crying for, but it's just detoxification, I'm fine. Get up."

Xiao Xiaozheng can think for her, even at the expense of the master's orders. This affection moved her.

"Small sister, you help me." Said whispered, she will rescue the woman. When she was a slim boy, she did not fight for justice to save others. Feng Nuan, Nanxing and Beidou were all saved by her. She will save the stranger and the acquaintance, not to mention that this time it was his favorite. And he asked her again, how could she stand idly by.

But why is the taste in my heart so bitter! It's quite different from the past to save people.

"Let's go!" She smiled back at the place where Ming Chunshui stood. It seems that nothing cares the same.

典雅 The elegant courtyard is called Qingyanyuan.

With the help of Xiao Yan, he walked in slowly. She had passed by this courtyard several times, and had been looking forward to going to this courtyard, but did not want to get her wish, it was such a situation. Things in life are really unpredictable.

In the courtyard, there must be many precious flowers and plants, because the air is full of rich fragrance. After walking through the corridors, I went up a step, turned around, and heard the maids salute softly, followed by the crisp tink of the crystal curtain.

The desolate night breeze disappeared, and his body warmed, and he felt himself walking to a dormitory.

Inside the room, there is a strong herb smell and a light scent, which is quiet and elegant.

Jin Yun was sitting at the table dispensing medicine, hitting the gray robe, at this time it was not soaked with various medicinal juices, as if he had opened a paint shop. When he saw Selby come in, he widened his eyes instantly, and asked with an eyebrow: "Small sister, how did you get your wife here?"

Xiao Xiaoyan's eyes were already crying red. When Yun Qing asked madly, he didn't answer, but just nodded backwards.

Tong Mingchun Shui walked in and then said lightly, "Mrs. is practicing the kind of internal skill you said. How do you save people?"

Jin Yun opened his mouth lightly and madly, "Lou, you ... aren't kidding." Yun Qiang, who has always been agile and mad, talked a little bit, but never thought that it was this kind of internal skill that he was practising in secret. Ming Chunshui's black eyes froze slightly, and said lightly: "Clouds are crazy, let's say, how can I save people?"

"Injury one person, save one person, landlord, are you willing?" Yun Qingman asked softly, a pair of black eyes staring at Ming Chunshui.

Quiet, the room suddenly became quiet. This silence is very depressing.

There was a slight wry smile on his lips.

There was a sound of babbling on the bed, like the sound of a newborn baby learning. Everyone knew that it was the woman in Ming Chunshui's mind. This snoring sound, in my ears, makes people feel sore.

Ming Chunshui heard the sound of "Ya", his eyes lightened, he walked slowly to the bedside, his eyes fixed on the woman, and he said in pain: "It hurts a thousand people to save a person. "

She trembled, in fact, Ming Chunshui's answer did not surprise her so much. She knew that he would never see death, that was, after all, the woman he had admired. If he didn't save her, maybe she would even look down on him.

However, after hearing his answer, she still felt like an ice needle stuck in her heart, which brought not only the pain of needle acupuncture, but also the chill after the ice needle was removed. In the darkness, a sigh of cloud light and madness came, and he said one word at a time, Shen said, "Let the patient take this pill, and then the force is used to force the poison."

侍 A maid went up and helped the woman lying on the bed and delivered the pill to the woman's mouth. The swaying candlelight illuminated the woman's delicate face. Although she was extremely tortured by her injuries and her face was green and white, she can still see how she used to be a beautiful woman.

Although the woman said that she could not move or speak, her eyes were clear. Her eyes were glaring brightly on Seser, with a hint of confusion and a hint of confusion.

The servant girl laid a snow-white blanket on the ground with ease, and Mingchun Shui leaned down and held the woman on the blanket. Then he slowly turned around, walked in front of Thurse, and reached out and shook Thurse's hand.

His big palm was very warm. He wrapped his hands, and held them lightly, then again, with a pair of black eyes, he condensed for a moment on his beautiful face, and said softly, "She will thank you . "

He said with a bitter smile, "Do you thank me?"

She saved his beloved woman, should he also thank her?

"No, do we still need to thank each other?" Ming Chunshui said lowly, and pulled Sether to sit behind the woman.

He smiled lightly, and he didn't even want to thank her.

Jin Yun looked madly at the situation, knowing that impetus was imperative. With a wave of their hands, the maids retreated, leaving only Ming Chunshui and him standing in the room.

There was a silence in the room, and the night breeze poured in from the half-open window, raising her black hair, flying up and down in the air, as if Molian had burst. As he slowly closed his eyes, his slender eyelashes cast a fan-shaped shadow on his pale face.

Holding her breath and slowly applying her power, she felt that the internal force in her body seemed to spring into the rain, and she continued to gather towards the palm. The internal skills that are practised meticulously are about a natural flowing charm. Once you practice meditation, the quiet beauty is like the state of flowers, like the light of water.

She stretched out her palm slowly, rested her palm on the woman's back, exercised her power, and continuously input the internal forces in her body into the other's body.

I don't know how long after that, sweaty beads continued to roll down on Forehead's forehead, a drop, like rain, rolled into her lips, salty. For the first time, Seorui discovered that the smell of sweat beads was the same as tears.

He scratched the wound of the tiger's claw on his shoulder and began to hurt hotly.

He conscientiously worked hard and forced all the poison in the woman's body to one place.

The poison in the other person's body is very weird, it is really hard to force out, and it is no wonder that someone who needs to practice her strange internal skills to force it.

Perceiving that the poison gas had gathered in one place, he slowly raised his palm and patted the woman's back, only to hear the woman spit, and spit out blood, the blood melted with poison It was black.

The woman sat there and shouted, "Ah."

Although it is only a word, it is different from the words of a child who just said "咿咿呀呀", which is obviously good.

Secretly withdrew the jade palm, 怔怔 was sitting there, only to feel that the whole body collapsed, all the strength seemed to have been emptied. The blood in her body was twitching and dizzy, and she fell slowly to the ground, only to feel a whiff of sweetness in her throat, and blood spewed out of her cavity. Unlike the woman's dark poisonous blood, the blood was red, gushing on a snow-white blanket, like peach blossoms, bright red as clouds.