Lord Shizi's favorite is a crazy beauty

Chapter 103
The Jue Ming Gu gradually broke out, and Ning Zhi had to use most of his internal energy to suppress the Jue Ming Gu, so he slept so deeply last night.

Although Ning Zhi studied under Miracle Doctor Gu, his martial arts are slightly higher than Li Su Miracle Doctor.

His brows could not help but slightly frowned, because of the restriction of Jue Ming Gu, the danger for him and Qing Yu to go to Yaoshan was a bit greater.

Although because of his and Qing Yu's identities, Li Su Miracle Doctor wouldn't do anything on the surface, but he didn't know about it behind the scenes.

Ning Zhi prepared breakfast for Qing Yu, and as soon as he opened the door, he smelled a faint smell of blood, with a strong fragrance of medicine.

It's Qingyu's!

He couldn't be more familiar with this smell.

Ning Zhi's face suddenly turned cold, and he walked quickly into the room, and saw a delicate and small white porcelain bowl on the table.

The bowl was full of blood.

Qingyu's blood.

Ning Zhi already understood what Qingyu meant.

She wanted to use her own blood to suppress the fatal Gu in her body.

But her body was already weak, and this bowl of blood would only make things worse.

Sure enough, I saw Qingyu, who came back at some point, lying quietly on the bed with an abnormal paleness on her face.

"Qingqing!"

Hearing Ning Zhi's voice, Qing Yu slightly opened his eyes.

A few days before leaving Shengjing, she just poured out a bowl of blood as a medicine to suppress the Gu poison in the Gu sect disciple's body next month.

Just now another bowl of blood was poured out for Ning Zhi, Qing Yu felt dizzy and fell asleep on the bed.

Three bowls of blood were drained within a month, and this time I am afraid that I will have to recuperate for a while before returning to the previous state.

Seeing Ning Zhi's face full of worry, Qing Yu wanted to raise his hand to caress Ning Zhi's face, but he couldn't muster the strength, so he could only say weakly, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Ning Zhi's lips parted slightly, and he muttered for a while, but he didn't say a word.

In fact, he also knew that Qing Yu's decision was the most correct for the current situation.

After all, only by suppressing the Desperate Gu in his body can the safety of the two of them be guaranteed.

But he couldn't bear Qingyu to suffer such pain again.

A deep sense of powerlessness suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart, almost drowning him.

Knowing what Ning Zhi was thinking, Qing Yu grasped Ning Zhi's hand with all her strength, and whispered in a low voice, "Everything will be fine."

Ning Zhi only felt that his eyes were slightly sore, and he held Qing Yu's hand back, "Okay."

Although Ning Zhi took good care of Qing Yu's body a few days ago, but this time Qing Yu still fell asleep for a whole day and night before getting out of bed.

Ning Zhi knew that Qing Yu didn't want to worry the Yu family, so he helped her hide it together.

Yu Shi is the only warmth in her heart.

It was said to the outside world that Qingyu had contracted a cold, which dispelled everyone's doubts.

They all knew that Qingyu was weak.

After all, her foundation had improved a lot. After two or three days of recuperation, Qingyu's face gradually turned red.

Yu Moyuan always thought that Qing Yu caught the cold because of practicing sword with him, and blamed himself very much.

Qingyu saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart, but there was nothing he could do.

She couldn't tell the real reason of the matter.

The Yu family is the only softness in her heart, so even if she is covered in bruises, she will not cry out for pain.

It is enough for the Yu family to live safely behind her.

It was already the beginning of July when Qingyu was almost recuperating.

Yu Moyuan's birthday is on the eighth day of the seventh lunar month, and there are still five full days left, so Qingyu and his party spoke to Yu Yi, and then quietly left the City Lord's Mansion.

In Yu Moyuan's yard.

Standing in front of Yu Moyuan, Uncle Wang was slightly stooped.

He has been with Yu Moyuan all his life, and he understands what Yu Moyuan thinks, not to mention very well, but he has a seventy-eight percent understanding.

"City Lord, Miss and Ning Shizi left the City Lord's Mansion early this morning."

Yu Moyuan's eyes were hale and hearty, not as gloomy as before.

"Where did you go?"

"Remote Mountain."

Although Yu Moyuan was old, his every move in the mansion could not escape his eyes.

Yu Moyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes full of thought.

Qingyu, what are you going to Yaoshan for?
"A few days ago, there was something strange about Yu'er's wind and cold incident?"

Uncle Wang nodded, "The girl next to Miss went out to buy medicine, but it's not a medicine for treating wind and cold, but a tonic for nourishing qi and blood."

Replenishing qi and blood?

Yu Moyuan had known for a long time that Qing Yu was not a cold at all, and the guilty look on his face was just a show.

Qingyu's body was different, he had noticed it a long time ago, but he didn't pursue it much.

After a while, Yu Moyuan waved his hand, "Forget it, let them go."

Since Qingyu and the others wanted to keep it a secret from him, he pretended not to know, which could be regarded as reassuring to them.

"Counting it all together, we don't have many days to live. We still have to go out more while we can still move."

Uncle Wang smiled and nodded, "That's right, children and grandchildren have their own blessings, so let them handle their affairs by themselves. It's time for us to get out of the stage."

Yu Moyuan smiled, "No, let's go, the weather is fine today, let's go out and play chess."

Yu Moyuan and Uncle Wang have been masters and servants for decades, and they have long been servants and friends. In the last days of their lives, if they say a few more words and play a few games of chess, they will have no regrets.

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Jin'an City is only a few tens of miles away from Yaoshan Mountain, and within half a day, Qingyu and his party arrived at the foot of Yaoshan Mountain.

Yaoshan is surrounded by continuous mountains, desolate and desolate, only the slight sound of wind in the air.

Not long after, people from the Gu Sect gradually emerged from the mountains, and the leader was Mu Jin.

After exploring at the foot of this remote mountain for a long time, he still couldn't find a way to go up the mountain.

"master."

"The subordinate is not doing well, and I ask the master to forgive me."

Qingyu looked at the front fixedly, "It's okay."

Such a result was obviously within Qing Yu's expectation.

Even Ning Zhi didn't know how to go up the mountain, all of this was up to Ling Shuang.

Seeing that Qingyu's eyes slightly shifted to her, Ling Shuang turned her head away.

If you want to go up the mountain, unless Qing Yu kneels down and begs her, there is no way!

The corners of Qingyu's mouth raised slightly, this Ling Shuang was too condescending.

Qingyu stepped forward and wanted to take the first step.

"Qingqing."

Ning Zhi frowned, obviously not agreeing.

He could only recognize one out of ten of these poisonous flowers and weeds in Yaoshan.

Perhaps an inconspicuous weed could kill Qing Yu in an instant.

It was simply too dangerous for Qing Yu to go up the mountain rashly.

Seeing that Qingyu was overthinking herself and wanted to go up the mountain alone without asking her, Ling Shuang suddenly became interested, and her eyes were full of sarcasm.

Since Qing Yu was rushing to die like this, it would be too unreasonable for her to stop her.

Qing Yu looked at Ning Zhi with ethereal and clear indifference in his eyes, as if he didn't know the danger.

Ling Shuang's eyes were fixed on Qing Yu, and finally when Qing Yu was about to take the seventh step, Ling Shuang's eyes lit up.

(End of this chapter)