The World’s Male Repairs Are All Furnace Tripods

Sky Profound Sword Gate.

In the forbidden area, Jiang Yunya was practicing sword, he couldn't absorb spiritual energy, but the flying sword could. Obviously it is a very cold place, and occasionally there will be fire flashes on the flying sword, a sword cut out, and the blazing flame burns everything, and the next moment, it can condense into frost, and it will be frozen for thousands of miles.

Apart from the pain in his life, there is only a sword left. Now that the sword is in his hand, from the hilt he is holding, he can feel the vibration of the soul, and the ties of connection gradually deepen every day and night when he raises the sword. It is this connection that makes his The swordsmanship is more exquisite. It is as if he is the sword, and the sword is him.

Jiang Yunya pierced into the cold pool with a sword, igniting the sky full of water splashes, one after another, splashing on his hair, cheeks, eyes, long eyelashes trembling lightly, like two flapping butterflies staying in the corner of his eyes. The drop of water slid down the line of his face, he leaned slightly and glanced at the reflection in the cold pool.

The blue veins on his face are no longer hideous, but have shrunk to the upper half of his face. The increase in cultivation base reduces the pain he suffered.

The water drops on his face dripped into the cold pool, ripples lightly, his reflection moved with the waves in the water, this kind of water pattern made his eyes slightly dark, and he remembered the scene of her disappearance.

It swayed like water lines, and disappeared completely when his finger was about to fall. His hands were pressed on the cold ground, and obviously a moment ago, there was still richness and softness in his palm. Jiang Yunya was a little lost, his flying sword pierced into the cold pool again, and then the sword light flew, hitting all the splashed water droplets, turning them into more water droplets, making his whole person drenched. After being so excited by the cold water, the extremely subtle strange emotions that had just arisen were left behind.

He danced his sword and used the sword moves he learned one by one. Over and over again, without fatigue. He didn't stop until someone broke into the forbidden area. Sitting quietly on the edge of the cold pool.

...

Xuan Qing entered the forbidden area with Su Hanjin in her arms. He had already taken her to the door Chinese pharmacist to see. He gave her medicine and prepared some elixir. Now the injury has stabilized, but it will take a while to recover. The wound caused by qi is difficult to heal for a while, and I am afraid that it will leave scars that cannot go out in the future. She is wearing a mask. But those wounds are real, and even if the mask is removed in the future, they will still exist.

Xuan Qing sighed and saw several black wounds on Su Hanjin's face, one of which was drawn from the center of her brow to the corner of her mouth. He sighed deeply. The forbidden area is the safest place at the Sky Profound Sword Gate, and she is not afraid of the cold here, so Xuan Qing brought Su Hanjin in, but this time he did not throw her into the water, but moved the bed on the side of Pharmacist directly. He came over and placed Su Hanjin on it, before he rubbed his arms and jumped and said, "Your master is injured, please take good care of her. The elixir on her body is changed every two hours. This is taken three times a day. Don't get confused."

Xuan Qing put a few packs of medicine on the bedside. He had thought of a possibility since he saw the sword slave's advancement last time, now this time. The forbidden area is the safest, but it’s impossible to call other female cultivators to serve. Others can’t stand the cold. How can this sword slave be hers, and the relationship between the two is close, and the most important thing is that He is a sword slave and can't hurt his master, so it is most suitable for him to take care of it. Thinking of this, Xuan Qing said again: "Good life guards, she is very badly injured, can't make a difference, you know?"

Jiang Yunya slowly raised his eyes, and after a moment, he nodded slightly. Xuanqing sighed and left. After he left, Jiang Yunya stood up. He walked to the bed and silently looked at the unconscious person on the bed. There were several black wounds on her face, and trenches were formed on her face.

If his face is bulging blue veins, she is a sunken ditch. Jiang Yunya suddenly remembered that before, when the mask fell on the ground, those ridicules and sarcasm that came like a tide, he was a man, he never cared, and he was used to it.

But she is a woman, and those scars that cannot be erased will give her a big blow.

This time, he stretched out his hand slowly again.

She closed her eyes tightly, her face was pale, there was no blood on it, her lips were chapped, and she had a small opening.

This time, he did not hesitate anymore, his fingers fell on her face, and he touched the black gully lightly. He started very lightly, and he stroked the skin with his fingers, touched the edge of the gully, rubbed lightly, and touched slightly. The numbness and soreness from the fingertips invaded his Gujing Wubo's heart.

Jiang Yunya withdrew his hands abruptly, he turned around and left, closed his eyes after sitting down in the corner, his expression calm and cold. It's just that the curved finger in the sleeve of his shirt trembles slightly, like his heart floating on the surface of the water at this time.

Two hours later, Jiang Yunya stood up. He opened the medicine bag on the bedside and put it away. Then he unbuttoned Su Hanjin's clothes. There were more wounds on her body, many of which were also black, which were densely covered in her body. , Like a spider web.

The place where the dressing needs to be changed was wrapped in a bandage, right on her chest. Jiang Yunya looked at her even though she was in a coma, his hands were holding the things on her neck, and he wanted to move her hands away, but he found that her hands were tightly held, and he wanted to break her hands away. He saw her frowning, and even with her eyes closed, he could imagine that her eyes were as cold as a cold pond at this time.

They used to be skin-to-skin with no strands on their bodies. Therefore, he knew that she was holding a silver longevity lock. The longevity lock was very special because it was not an item in the realm of cultivation, even the lowest-level magic weapon. None, just mundane things. And he knew that this thing had a great weight in her heart, perhaps more than her own life. Jiang Yunya's eyes were deep, he saw that he could not let her let go, so he could only raise his arm and untie the bandage on her with one hand.

After gently scraping off the original medicinal mud, he suddenly discovered that there was a black palm print on her chest. The palm print was red in the black, which looked very strange. He paused for a while before applying the new medicinal mud thinly. There was no black wound on his chest, and the skin on that spot was still smooth and delicate. As his palm fell, the gelatin** trembled slightly. The plum blossoms are also a little red.

When he ran his fingers inadvertently, he felt the plum blossoms blooming, making the sky full of red clouds in his blue eyes. Every time they combine, he can advance to the level of cultivation, and he advances at a speed that he can't imagine. Of course, the most important thing is that except for this combination, he can't use other methods to advance.

Jiang Yunya frowned slightly, he shifted his gaze and cast his eyes on her face, his hand was still gently applying the medicine, but this kind of action made him accidentally touch her blush with a finger Stand up and let his hand shake slightly.

He knew that this was because of the mental method she was practicing. She was obviously colder than this cold pool, but her body was extremely sensitive. Even though the person was in a coma at the moment, her body had already reacted. Jiang Yunya's throat moved slightly, he smoothed the medicine for her, and after smoothing it, he grasped the softness, and his hand was smooth and greasy.

After a while, Jiang Yunya retracted his hand, he wrapped the bandage again for her, and then sat down against the edge of the bed. His breathing was heavier than before, and a thin layer of sweat formed on his forehead. He understands what he wants, and likewise, he also understands what he can only ask for.

He is Jiang Yunya, and all he cares about is his sword and Yuan Zai Tian Ya's call.

When Jiang Yunya got up again, he was feeding her medicine. She had to take the medicine with the juice, because the person was in a coma, and there was no spiritual energy in his body and he couldn't use the spell, so he could only use the most primitive method. , He used his mouth to pass the medicine and juice into her mouth, there was nothing unusual.

Only after she swallowed it, and before he got up, his tongue licked her chapped lips. He moistened her lips, only to feel that a stone dropped from a high altitude into the lake in his heart. It was only small. A little bit, but gradually sinking, and finally buried in the deep bottom of the lake.

Ten days later, Su Hanjin woke up quietly.

When she woke up, she found that she was lying in the forbidden ground, and she was relieved immediately. Her whole body was in pain. When she looked down, she found that she was wearing a bandage. These things did not come as fast as the spiritual spring in the white jade life and death gourd. , But at this time, her most important thing is not to treat her injuries.

After getting dressed, Su Hanjin sat up, and then sent Xuan Qing to him.

When Xuan Qing did not come, she held the longevity lock and looked at Jiang Yunya and said, "If a person only has a ray of remnant soul left, how can he be resurrected?"

He was the big brother of Qing Mang Mountain Hao Qi at the time, maybe he knew more than she did. After Su Hanjin asked, she saw Jiang Yunya shook her head without raising her head. She was immediately disappointed and watched. Longevity Lock was in a daze.

Although she was severely injured, she didn’t feel any pain at all. She even thanked Liao Changqing a little bit. If he hadn’t become a demon, if he hadn’t pulled out the monument, she didn’t know that she was in the longevity lock. Inside, there is a ray of remnant soul of Qiu Qianlin.

He hasn't completely disappeared, there is still his existence in this world.

This is the world of cultivation. She believes that as long as there is a ray of remnant soul, Qiu Qianlin will be able to resurrect.

Xuan Qing rushed over quickly, and when he saw Su Hanjin, he looked happy and strode over, because of the hurried steps, a gust of wind naturally blew, and a sour smell came toward him.

The monk avoid dust, these spells are extremely common, he can make it like this, it is a strange flower in the realm of cultivation, Su Hanjin's mouth is hooked, the corners of her eyes are also bent, she holds the long life lock in one hand, and slaps the wind in the other. , When Xuan Qing approached, she rolled her eyes again, squinted at Xuan Qing and said, "Master, why are you so stink again?"

Xuan Qing was stunned abruptly by this movement, and only after a long while, she sighed quietly.