{Crossing the Book} After becoming a master of all people, they all stared at me

Chapter 13

I saw that the person who came was dressed in black. There were a few coquettish red silk threads faintly on the clothes. There were no complicated patterns, and the clothes were smart.

Nanfeng Qingguang looked at the back, and could barely recognize that this was a tall man with a knife in his hand, but he couldn't recognize who it was.

Is it someone you know?Nan Fengqing thought so, but there was no one in his mind who could match the man in front of him.

But he somehow felt familiar.

Until the man turned around.

That flamboyant yet handsome face with a hint of evil spirit, and eyes that were a little bit red.

Thousands of blue threads hung down the back of his head, but he only tied a small strand of it perfunctorily with a red hair band, and the rest fluttered with the wind.

He stared at Nanfeng Qing with a playful but casual smile, and slowly said: "Nanfeng, we meet again."

Hearing this, Nanfeng Qing could not help but shudder in his heart.

The man in front of him turned around, and when he saw his face, he already knew who he was.

Isn't it Qian Yuanqing, the leader of the Demon Cult?The one I just met a few days ago!

No wonder he felt a familiar feeling.

As for why they didn't match up, it might be because the original owner didn't have a deep impression of Qian Yuanqing; and the two didn't get along, so Nanfeng Qing subconsciously ruled out Qian Yuanqing just now.

After all, in the thinking of normal people, the enemy will never come to save him, and it is not bad if he does not hope for his own death.

It's just that Nanfeng Qing is not sure whether he is an enemy or not.The original owner regarded Qian Yuanqing as an enemy, but he himself regarded Qian Yuanqing as a big boss.

But in contrast, Qian Yuanqing's attitude is confusing.

If you were talking about an enemy, you wouldn't be helping him out of trouble at this time; if you were talking about friends, the way the two of them got along really didn't fit the word.

After all, Qian Yuanqing didn't feel worried or anxious when he saw him in such a mess and serious injury just now.

On the contrary, he was a little leisurely, as if he was watching a good show and didn't care about it.

Nanfeng Qing was a little troubled by this, but more confused and overwhelmed, even a little scared.

But he couldn't answer it now, and he didn't answer it, so he could only force himself to say dryly: "Qian Yuanqing, what are you doing here?"

Nan Fengqing was a little apprehensive, he was weak now, if he turned himself into an army, then both himself and Gu Yuhui would be unable to escape.

Not to mention being injured now, even in his former heyday, he might not be able to beat others.

"Why, this seat passed by and happened to see you trapped. What other ideas do you have? Huh?"

Qian Yuanqing raised his eyebrows and replied with a bit of unruliness.

Nan Fengqing heard that, although Qian Yuanqing's words were somewhat frivolous, one could know that he had no malice towards him.

"Then you come here...?"

Nanfeng Qing didn't finish his sentence, but asked Qian Yuanqing weakly with some questioning tone.

He doesn't have much strength anymore, and now he is just pretending to be strong and dealing with Qian Yuanqing.

Nan Fengqing felt that his vitality was constantly passing away, he was like a rag doll now, few parts of his body were intact.

"My seat is here for the seal at the junction of the demons and the underworld. The seal is showing signs of loosening. I am here just to strengthen the repair. After all, the demon world does not want to go to war with the underworld."

Qian Yuanqing was rarely serious.

After Nanfeng Qing heard this, he suddenly remembered, yes, Ji's house is not far from the place where Qian Yuanqing said the seal, and the seal has indeed shown signs of loosening recently.

No wonder Qian Yuanqing passed by here, after all, the Ji family is a must.

Thinking of this in Nanfeng Qing's heart, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief for himself and Gu Yuhui's situation.

While Nan Fengqing was thinking, what he didn't notice was that Qian Yuanqing's eyes were firmly fixed on him, with a bit of interest and a crazy possessive desire.

"Here, here you are, recovered."

Just as Nan Fengqing continued to think about the internal connection of this incident, Qian Yuanqing threw him a elixir.

He obeyed his body's instinct, and by the time he realized it, he had already held the pill in his hand.

Nanfeng Qing lowered his head and looked down. He thought it was some common pill that nourishes blood, invigorates qi and restores meridians. After all, it is impossible to give any good pill, right?

It would be nice if Qian Yuanqing could give it to herself.

However, to his surprise, what Qian Yuanqing threw to him was the Lingling Pill that was hard to buy!

The production process of Lingling Pill is extremely complicated, and the medicinal materials used are rare treasures of heaven and earth, so a piece of Lingling Pill is so precious that it can even become the treasure of a certain small sect.

Nan Fengqing's heart trembled, but he tried his best to keep calm on the surface.

He carefully looked over it again and again, and finally confirmed it in disbelief—this is the real Xingling Pill.

Although he was seriously injured and his vitality continued to drain, but as a person who has little relationship with the original owner, even an enemy, why did he give himself such a precious elixir so easily?

If it was to keep himself alive, it would be more beneficial to him if he died.

I'm afraid Qian Yuanqing is out of his mind? !

"Are you... sure you want to give it to me?"

Nanfeng Qing said to Qian Yuanqing with a complicated heart.

After he said it, he thought that Qian Yuanqing would say it was just a joke, so he would take it back.

Unexpectedly, Qian Yuanqing just smiled lazily, captivating people's hearts, and said lightly: "If I give it to you, it's yours. I'm still smart, and I can still take a mere Lingling pill."

After hearing this, Nanfeng Qing felt envious in his heart.

Anyway, he is also the second elder of Ning Qingzong, but he is not worthy.

He doesn't understand the world of the rich, and poverty severely limits his imagination.

But no reward for nothing, Nanfeng Qing still hesitated and said slowly: "Take it back, I can't take it."

"Master! Take it quickly! What's the harm in returning it to him when the time comes!"

Gu Yuhui, who had been silent all this time, suddenly opened his mouth and shouted. There were still wet tears on his face, and he looked pitiful.

Although he didn't know the relationship between this evil and beautiful man in front of him and his master, he knew that his master was seriously injured now, and now this pill can save his life.

Love and dignity are important, but if a person is dead, what else is there to talk about.

No matter what, Master must accept this elixir, at least to save his current life.

Gu Yuhui's eyes were firm, but also pleading.

"Hui'er, you..."

Nan Fengqing was about to speak again, but Qian Yuanqing interrupted him.

"Don't refuse, since I will not take back what I have given out, let alone you can't bear your apprentice to watch you die."

He turned around and no longer looked at the master and apprentice.

Seeing him turn around, Nanfeng Qing knew that he couldn't refuse, and seeing his own apprentice next to him, after all, his heart ached, he couldn't be allowed to lose his master at such a young age.

I am the first person to be kind to him, so I can't give him hope so cruelly, and tear it up with my own hands.

"Forget it, then respect is worse than obedience, thank you."

Nan Fengqing nodded in thanks, and quickly swallowed the elixir. His injuries are too serious now, and his spiritual power has been exhausted. If he doesn't treat him, his life may be in danger.

The elixir began to work in his body, and he felt a gentle force began to nourish his dantian and meridians, and he was also slowly repairing those wounds on his body, and his vitality was constantly returning.

It has to be said that Lingling Pill is a good thing. The wound on Nan Fengqing's body has begun to heal slowly, and the pain on the deep bone-deep wound has also begun to dissipate.

He felt a burst of relief in his body, especially the warmth of his dantian, and his spiritual energy began to accumulate and circulate in his body.

"Nanfeng, how long will it take?"

While Nan Fengqing was meditating with his eyes closed and recovering, Qian Yuanqing asked suddenly.

"A quarter of an hour, what's the matter?"

"There is a new wave of ghost corpses coming. If you want a quarter of an hour, then I will fight first. When you recover, remember to come here."

Qian Yuanqing turned around, the war burning in his eyes.

"It's troublesome."

Nanfeng Qing spoke lightly.