Xiuxian first lady

Chapter 14 - Who Hurt You?

Bai Xiaoxiao felt flustered, her heart pounding against her chest.

It wasn't the first time she saw Chen Qingcheng who had passed out, but she didn't know that he suffered such a serious injury before.

I don't know why he was injured, or for whom.

But now, after hearing Xun Xi's account of the past 60 years ago, the responsibility she felt when she first met Chen Qingcheng became more sympathetic and regretful.She was doubly unwilling to see Chen Qingcheng in such a weak and sick state.

And he seems to have long been used to being alone.

Xun Xi should have been taking care of him, but after only leaving for a while, he set up a wind barrier around him.

It was like he had predicted that he would faint, but he refused to call anyone.

The blood dripping from the corner of his mouth was already half dry, but it was still piercingly red.

Bai Xiaoxiao stared at the bloodstain for a while, then remembered to put Chen Qingcheng down slowly and let him lie down.

Only then did I realize that the so-called Flying Star Cave, the residence of Tianwenshan Sword Master and Daoist Beichen, is so simple, even worse than that small wooden house in the forest.

At any rate, there was still a bed in that room, and in this spacious hall, except for the front gate, three sides were covered with blue-gray stones. The right to act as a seat.

She could only put Chen Qingcheng on the wooden seat and straighten out the scattered white hair around his face, but she felt a little uncomfortable looking at the blood on the corner of his lips.

She is a bamboo demon, although she has no body, Dean Chen, who does not eat the fireworks of the world, seems to have no handkerchief.

Anyway, he didn't need to eat or sleep, and maybe he didn't even need to wash his clothes. In the entire lobby, there was only an old wooden box in the corner, which didn't look like it was used for daily necessities.

A hand stretched out from behind her, and in it was a moon-white handkerchief.

Bai Xiaoxiao turned her head and saw Biyou Yuanjun's calm and cold expression. The words of thanks were stuck in her throat, so she could only silently take the veil and wipe Chen Qingcheng's blood.

Biyou Yuanjun turned around and sat beside her, put his five fingers on Chen Qingcheng's wrist pulse, examined for a while, then withdrew his hand and let out a soft breath.

"It's nothing serious." Her voice was flat, she couldn't tell if it was true, but she was still casually comforting Bai Xiaoxiao, "He should have been doing exercises just now, and he couldn't take it anymore, so he passed out temporarily."

Bai Xiaoxiao couldn't help raising her eyebrows.

"Principal Chen...isn't he seriously injured? Why are you performing exercises at this time?"

Biyou Yuanjun sat upright, his eyes did not fall on Chen Qingcheng, but at the half-hidden gate, or the faintly visible line of sky outside the gate.

"The meridian is cut off, the true knowledge is damaged, and the medicine stone is invalid." She calmly spit out the cruel twelve words, no matter how shocked Bai Xiaoxiao was, she added, "It means that his real body is still refined. Make it stronger, there is no other way but to repair it slowly by doing your own work."

"That should be—" Bai Xiaoxiao suddenly thought of Xun Xi, he should know about Chen Qingcheng's injury.

Maybe he wanted to stay in Jiuyao Peak just to have at least someone to watch over Chen Qingcheng while he was healing his injuries.

It's just that Chen Qingcheng didn't expect this.

Biyou Yuanjun sneered again, and on that ice-cold handsome face, there was an almost mocking expression.

"Don't argue with him about what should and shouldn't be," said the words, with sourness hitting people's foreheads, and I don't know how many years of resentment have accumulated, "Realist Beichen doesn't listen to what others say! His school From the first day of practice, you will feel severe pain in your body, as if you are slow, and the deeper you practice, the more painful it will be, and the last time you perform the exercise, it will be like dying once. The head does not know how many times he has been persuaded , did you see that he listened?"

When the words fell into his ears, Bai Xiaoxiao felt thrilled.

What was surprising was that Chen Qingcheng actually practiced such a torture-like exercise, and what was surprising was that under Biyou Yuanjun's harsh tone, there was deep concern and worry hidden.

In fact, she knew Chen Qingcheng very well, she even knew that there was no handkerchief here.

The bond between these two people is probably much deeper than she imagined.

For a while the room fell silent again.

Bai Xiaoxiao sat in the silence, staring at the unconscious Chen Qingcheng for an unknown amount of time.

She didn't even notice when Biyou Yuanjun left.

The faces of Chen Qingcheng, Biyou Yuanjun, Xunxi, Ning Yu, and even Pang Fei and several other unknown disciples circled around in front of her eyes, as if they were questioning the confusion in her heart.

Why is she here?What should she do? ...

As a bamboo demon, with her weak power, can she help others like before? ...

There was a person who was unconscious and injured right in front of her eyes, and she couldn't do anything...

In a trance and entanglement, Bai Xiaoxiao saw Chen Qingcheng's eyelids flicker, and then slowly opened them.

She suddenly came to her senses, and hurriedly approached, smiling at the man.

"Dean Chen, you—"

When Chen Qingcheng's gaze was fixed on her face, that cold voice rang out.

"what happened?"

"Ah? I...?" Bai Xiaoxiao was confused for a moment.

"Who hurt you?" Chen Qingcheng's voice transmission of true knowledge remained flat, but because he spoke more urgently, he still revealed some emotion.

Is he... caring about her?

It was only then that Bai Xiaoxiao realized that she was so absorbed in being lost in thought that she forgot that Lord Biyou Yuan had already given her the elixir that applied to her face.Stretching out his hand to touch the swollen half of his cheek, he couldn't help but gasped in a "hissy" breath.

In order not to let Chen Qingcheng worry about such trivial matters, she squeezed out a smile and said loudly on purpose: "Oh, this...it's nothing, I...actually just misunderstood..."

While speaking incoherently, a sudden sob escaped from his throat.

Then she watched the tears dripping on her hands in surprise, and when she wanted to wipe them off, she realized that her face was wet.

The grievances, worries, fears, and bewilderments that had been suppressed in her heart since she traveled through time, and she didn't even dare to think about them... broke through the line of defense in an instant, submerging her whole body in a raging surge.

She thought she was strong enough to accept and adapt to all these changes.As early as the first moment of crossing, she made up her mind to live well.

But she was just a person after all, a young girl who was just 21 years old.

In this world, she doesn't even have anyone who can chat, act like a baby, or complain a few words.

Therefore, a simple question can easily break through her last barrier.

Bai Xiaoxiao turned her head away, covered her face with her hands, and buried her face between her knees, crying heartily.

Anyway, it's already started, and she doesn't intend to stop until all of it is vented.

It seems to be a summary of the past, a farewell.

When she was crying vigorously, she seemed to hear some noise behind her, wondering if Chen Qingcheng said something in a low voice again.

"Yes...I'm sorry..." She choked and said, her heart was much more comfortable, and she began to think about others, "You...wait for me...I'll be fine soon..."

However, the touch on the shoulder was like being gently pressed by someone's hand.

Bai Xiaoxiao looked up in surprise, her teary eyes were dim, and the first thing she saw was the other hand, a moon-white handkerchief with a blurred bloodstain on the corner.

This was handed to her by Biyou Yuanjun, and she helped Chen Qingcheng wipe off the bloodstained veil on the corners of his lips.

But that hand was not Biyou Yuanjun's, it was long and thin with distinct joints.

Following that hand, she saw the arm, the shoulder... Finally, she saw a tall and tall figure standing in front of her, looking down at her coldly, with loose white hair and piercing eyes.

Chen Qingcheng.

(End of this chapter)