"Young Master..."

Ye Da and others rushed to Jiang Xingchen's side.

They wanted to help Jiang Xingchen up, but found that he was seriously injured and did not dare to move at will.

Ye Da yelled at Qin Tian angrily: "Qin Tian, ​​how dare you hurt our young master!!!"

Qin Tian smiled contemptuously: "What do I dare not do? , when he asked those people from the small island country to kill me, he should have expected such an outcome!"

Jiang Xingchen was startled, and endured the pain and said: "Where is the Thousand Knife Style? , where is he? Why didn't he kill you?"

"Those people from the small island country have already set off on their way first, but you don't have to worry, you will go to accompany them soon."< br />
“What, you killed Sentoliu???”

Ye Da cried out.

“Impossible, absolutely impossible!”

Jiang Xingchen roared: “Sento-ryu is the number one master in the island country’s martial arts world, how could you possibly kill him? ..."

At the end of his roar, he spat out another mouthful of blood. He didn't know whether it was because of his severe injuries or because he was too excited.

Qin Tian turned back and pointed at the samurai sword stuck in the wall of the wooden house and said, "If you don't believe it, see for yourselves what it is?"

Jiang Xingchen and others looked at each other with interest. Looking over, several people's eyes almost fell out of their sockets when they recognized it as the sword of the Sento-ryu.

"It's so hot, so hot..."

"I really can't stand it anymore, Qin Tian, ​​give it to me, I want..."

At this moment, Lan Zhiruo, under the influence of the medicine, completely lost her last trace of consciousness, and once again grabbed Qin Tianlai frantically.

Qin Tian had no choice but to hug the other party tightly with both hands and lock the other party's movements first.

But Jiang Xingchen’s ‘sachet’ was so effective that Lan Zhiruo was hugged by Qin Tian, ​​her body twisting and struggling in his arms.

A beautiful, fragrant and soft body was twisting in his arms. Under this situation, Qin Tian, ​​as a normal man, was also aroused.

"Mr. Qin, I know you are a good man, but please help the palace mistress. If you don't help her, she will die!"

Ding Furong Seeing Lan Zhiruo's uncomfortable look, her eyes turned red and she asked Qin Tian for help.

"Mr. Qin, please save our Palace Master!"

"You are the only one who can help her now, and the Palace Master himself said to look for you before!"
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　"Mr. Qin, please..."

What Qin Tian never expected was that immediately after, all the Baihua Palace disciples knelt down towards him.

Pray him to ‘help’ Lan Zhiruo.

The corners of Qin Tian’s mouth twitched twice, and countless black lines appeared on his face.

However, in the face of everyone’s prayers and the situation of Lan Zhiruo at this moment, Qin Tian thought for a while and agreed.

According to his previous inspection, he found that the medicine in Lan Zhiruo was very powerful. Even if he used Qi, he could not eliminate it. He had to refine a pill. But it would take him at least two hours to refine this kind of elixir. In Lan Zhiruo's current state, he simply couldn't wait two hours.

So, he only...

When everyone in Baihua Palace saw his promise, they were all overjoyed.

Ding Furong stood up quickly, pushed open the door of the wooden house, pointed inside and said: "Mr. Qin, please take the palace master in quickly!"

Qin Tian : "..."

However, Qin Tian did not take Lan Zhiruo in immediately. Instead, he spent half a minute to deal with Ye Da and Ye Er first, and then held Lan Zhiruo in his arms. Lan Zhiruo entered the house.

Originally, when they learned that Qin Tian had killed even Qian Dao Liu, Ye Da and others wanted to escape, but with their little strength, how could they escape from Qin Tian's grasp.

Inside the wooden house.

Qin Tian put Lan Zhiruo on the bed. At this time, the other party's body was hot, and under the other party's own grasp, his coat had already been torn, and he was lying on the bed exposed, rolling and rolling. The ground teases Qin Tian.

"Mad, you are destined to be my woman anyway, so be scumbag!"

Qin Tian stood beside the bed, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally pounced Go up.

　…………

The black dissipates and day comes.

In the morning deep in the Tianshan Mountains, the mist is shrouded and the sounds of various birds are heard. It feels like a paradise.

Ding Furong and several Baihua Palace disciples were guarding a dozen meters away from Lan Zhiruo's wooden house.

A disciple looked at the wooden house and exhaled softly: "Huh, there is finally no sound. Our palace master's poison should have been cured, right?"

Ding Furong also stared at the wooden house, nodded and said: "It should be solved!"

Another disciple subconsciously asked: "Sister Furong, is it really that comfortable to do that kind of thing? Last night The palace master’s voice was so loud that I was so embarrassed to hear it!”

“You ask me, who should I ask?”

Ding Furong suddenly looked away and stared at her: "I haven't tried it!"

The female disciple stuck out her tongue.

"By the way, have the bodies of Chen Mei and Jiang Xingchen been disposed of?" Ding Furong asked.

　“Well, it’s all buried.”

　“Okay, tell everyone in the palace that everyone must keep their mouths shut about what happened last night and don’t let it out. Half a word!" Ding Furong said seriously: "Jiang Xingchen is the young master of the Dragon King Palace. If people know that he died in our Baihua Palace, we will be doomed!"

"There are several others. Individuals, they are all members of the Ye family, we cannot afford to offend them!"

"I have already warned everyone."

"That's good!"

　…………

In the room, Qin Tian lay paralyzed on the bed, with a look of exhaustion on his face.

Lan Zhiruo was lying next to him, finally returning to normal. Although her face was still a little red, the redness was no longer the same as last night.

"Zhiruo, I didn't expect you to be so crazy. This is your first time..."

"Fortunately, it's me. If it were someone else, I wouldn't be able to bear it! "

Qin Tian put his arm around Lan Zhiruo's arm, letting her head rest on his shoulder, and said deliberately.

Hearing this, Lan Zhiruo said a little embarrassedly: "You are crazy. It's all because of that medicine, otherwise I wouldn't be like this!"

"Yes. Qin Tian, ​​what are you going to tell Sister Xin about the two of us?"

"Well..." Qin Tian pondered for a moment, then replied: "Actually, Xinxin is a very nice person!"

Lan Zhiruo seemed to understand what he meant and did not continue to talk about this topic.

Later, the two rested for a while and got up.

Because this was Lan Zhiruo’s first time, and because she was so crazy last night, she limped when she got out of bed and walked, and she had to be supported by Qin Tian. stable.

When the two of them left the room, Ding Furong immediately brought two bowls of soup in front of them.

"Mr. Qin, Palace Master, you are out! Palace Master, are you okay now?"

"These are two bowls of nutritious soup. We went to the mountains specifically before. I caught a pheasant and stewed it with some tonics. Drink it quickly to replenish your body!"

Qin Tian and Lan Zhiruo looked at each other, and they both saw each other's eyes. Awkward color.

But neither of them said anything more, they took the soup and drank it.

Anything they say now will only increase the embarrassment.