Lord Shura's only favorite concubine

Chapter 74

Xuanyuan Yuewu thought for a while, then leaned over and slowly lifted Feng Qinghan who was on the ground to lean on her.He took the long sword in his hand and carefully supported him to walk forward step by step.

Supporting Feng Qinghan, she walked slowly forward for a while in the darkness, as if she could faintly see a light ahead, Xuanyuan Yuewu was overjoyed, could there be a way out ahead?
"Be patient." Softly said to Feng Qinghan who was leaning on her body. After hearing his soft moan, Xuanyuan Yuewu felt relieved a lot. Fortunately, he was still conscious. .

Carefully supported him and walked towards the bright place. When the two of them reached the bright place, they realized that there was a huge cave inside. Yue Wu was also shocked by the scene in front of her.

What came into view was a very wide cave. A pool of water in the center of the cave almost occupied most of the open space of the entire cave. The blood-red pool was constantly churning, and some white skulls could be seen faintly rolling up and down in the bloody water.

Although Xuanyuan Yuewu had killed many people after coming down from Fengqi Mountain, her stomach was still churning when she saw the pool of blood, and her face under the white gauze also looked a little pale.

Feng Qinghan, who was leaning on Xuanyuan Yuewu's shoulder, seemed to be aware of her strangeness, and raised her eyes to look towards the center of the cave. The place she saw was blood-red, and even the air smelled bloody.

"Rest." Faintly withdrawing his gaze, Feng Qinghan supported the hilt of the sword with both hands, wanting to reduce the weight leaning on Xuanyuan Yuewu's body, but didn't want to pull the wound on his back, a muffled groan sounded in the air.

This muffled snort quickly pulled Xuanyuan Yuewu's thoughts back, she tilted her head to look at Feng Qinghan's pale face, and the worry that had just entered her heart quickly permeated again.

He raised his eyes and took a quick look at the situation inside the cave. Except for the blood pool, the surrounding area was surrounded by flat land piled up with gravel. If it weren't for the blood-red water in the pool, the environment here would be no different from a clear spring in a mountain stream.
The surrounding stone walls are engraved with various strange patterns, which look like ancient characters.

Xuanyuan Yuewu just glanced at it lightly and then turned her gaze back. What she is most worried about now is Feng Qinghan's injury.Picking a relatively flat stone wall in front, and supporting Feng Qinghan to sit down slowly, Xuanyuan Yuewu wanted to untie his clothes to check the injury on his back.

"What are you doing?" Feng Qinghan, who hadn't said anything all this time, raised his hand to hold Xuanyuan Yuewu's hand that was extended to his chest, and asked in a somewhat cold tone.

"Check the wound for you." Liu raised her eyebrows, looking at the man with a cold face in front of her, Xuanyuan Yuewu responded lightly.

She is not afraid of any woman, he is a big man and she is hypocritical.

"No need." Facing Xuanyuan Yuewu's clear gaze, Feng Qinghan moved her gaze aside, let go of her hand, and said coldly.

Xuanyuan Yuewu looked at the stern-faced man quietly, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, and her bare hand moved quickly on his chest, sealing the acupuncture points on his body.

"Woman, what are you doing?" Unexpectedly, Xuanyuan Yuewu would suddenly touch his acupuncture points, Feng Qinghan was slightly taken aback, and then a slightly angry look flashed across his face.

"Don't worry, I won't eat your tofu." Throwing down a sentence, Xuanyuan Yuewu directly ignored Feng Qinghan's murderous eyes, quickly took off his coat, walked around behind him, took out his sleeve With the silver blade in his hand, he carefully cut through his shirt.

Although Xuanyuan Yuewu had been mentally prepared, when she saw the deep wound on Feng Qinghan's back, a different look flashed in Feng Qinghan's eyes.

He took out a silk handkerchief from his bosom, carefully wiped off the blood on his back, and took out a white porcelain bottle from his bosom, poured the medicine powder inside on Feng Qinghan's wound, and cut the long wound with a blade. With a long skirt, he simply bandaged the wound, and seeing that the blood from his wound had stopped, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

(End of this chapter)