Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

Chapter 1092
the other side.

"Sir, how long will this medicine last?"

Su Qingyue, who returned to the courtyard, turned her head and asked the pale pink figure not far away while washing the dishes.

Cui Luohan didn't even raise her head: "He hurt his vitality by forcefully rushing to the pass, let's drink for a while."

"Those herbs..." Su Qingyue, who had finished washing the dishes, hesitated to speak.

however.

"If you're willing to help him drink, it's okay to remove it."

The words that came to his ears made him pause, Su Qingyue was not only responsible for cooking Yi Xuanmiao's decoction, he also grabbed the medicine, Cui Luohan just wrote a prescription for him.

Therefore, Su Qingyue knows better than himself what Yi Xuanmiao's reaction will be when he drinks it.

After all, he made the medicinal soup with his own hands, how can he not know?

That formula is really too detailed.

It was so detailed that after Su Qingyue read it, he burned it to ashes and buried the ashes under the tree in the courtyard. It should have been decomposed by now.

Cui Luohan is still very strict in this regard. Even if the current Confucian scholars understand a little bit of pharmacology, they still don't understand the ingredients. They just think that the medicinal soup itself has that taste.

As the saying goes, drowned people are often able to swim.

Su Qingyue resolutely filled up her desire to survive: "This opportunity can be used to exercise my friend's will, and it is possible to go further. I still won't destroy his future."

"The medicine over there is almost ready, and I will send it to Wuyuan later."

"How long do you need to drink this pair?"

"Drink it for another three days, then I will make another pair for him."

Compared with Yi Xuanmiao, who is not worried, Sui Wudu's treatment in this respect is much better, at least, the medicine tastes normal.

"it is good."

After Su Qingyue packed up her things, she turned to pay attention to the medicine boiled for Sui Wuyuan. The husband is busy now, and he can't help.

Not far away, Cui Luohan was sitting at the table with a pen in hand. In front of her was a long bottle made of glass, in which was sealed part of the magic energy, which was contaminated from the time when Shenwu broke into the Netherworld for no reason.

How to avoid the influence of magic energy on people is the first priority.

She sorted out several sets of plans in a targeted manner, and the results, to be honest, were a bit unsatisfactory. Simple medicine could not solve the problem, and it was not safe enough to bring needles to the battlefield.

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"Brother, it's time to drink the medicine."

When Su Qingyue saw Sui Wudu again, this single front creator who had killed seven in and seven out in Youdu, was meditating on the couch.

Although his body was severely wounded, his spirit was extremely high.

The devilish energy not only failed to affect him, but helped Sui unreasonably refine the sword intent, making it more pure. If the demons in Youdu knew about this, their jaws would probably drop from shock.

After hearing Su Qingyue's voice, Sui quit meditation for no reason:
"Trouble Qing Yue, you will make a special trip."

He exhaled a foul breath, turned over from the couch, went up to take the medicine bowl, picked it up directly, and drank it all in one gulp.

Naturally, it is necessary to drink the medicine while it is hot to ensure the effect.

Regardless of whether this sentence is true or not, it is groundless anyway.

This temperature is nothing to Xiantian, not to mention that he has gone very far in the realm of the beginning.

"It's okay." Su Qingyue took the medicine bowl handed over, and there was not even a half of it left, and he continued:
"Mr. said that this medicine needs to be taken for three days. At that time, she will re-diagnose and prepare a new medicine."

Sui Wuyuan nodded lightly: "Yes, I understand."

After the medicinal soup entered the body, it turned into a warm current, and rushed to the limbs and bones with the true essence, repairing those tiny cracks, and making the state of the body continue to turn for no reason.

"Qing Yue, if you're not in a hurry, you can sit down first." He continued.

So the two sat down, and Su Qingyue expressed her concern: "I don't know if my brother is interested in the Fengyun Monument that day?"

"Is there a name for the single-edged swordsman?" Sui Wudu was more concerned about this aspect.

"There is one, the master of the Demon Sect's single striker back then."

"Single-edged sword demon, should you laugh at me?"

"Yes, it is said that he did not switch to the path of succession to his senior, but continued to implement the state of destroying me through self-destruction."

Not to mention single-edge swordsmanship, even if it is placed in the sea of ​​swords, Yingxiao's path is enough to take the edge of the sword. Anyway, in Su Qingyue's opinion, it is very outrageous.

After hearing the words for no reason, Sui was thoughtful: "Is that so?"

"Your injury is not healed yet, so don't act rashly." Seeing him like this, Su Qingyue immediately became anxious: "Besides, he doesn't look like a happy person, he didn't do anything out of line."

This senior just looks innocent and has a simple personality, but he admits to death. After confirming one thing, it is difficult for others to persuade him to come back.

The head is very iron, otherwise it will not become what it is now.

"I can tell the difference." Sui Wuyuan hurriedly replied, as to whether he really listened to it, it's hard to say.

Generally speaking, he will express his preferences in his expression.

Su Qingyue took it as if the senior had listened.

However, he still decided to resign: "I suddenly remembered that there are still some medicines that need to be cooked, sir, so I don't bother you, and you don't need to be too tense when you are recuperating."

"Did Wan Sakai say when it will start?"

"It hasn't been decided yet, if there is any news, I will inform my brother."

"Then please read it."

"It's okay, I'll go back first, please."

When faced with unprovoked, Su Qingyue can easily lose control of her mouth, basically answering every question, and it can't be like this anymore.

If this makes the injury worse, he will feel very sorry.

Therefore, he decisively chose to run away.

Sui didn't think too much for no reason, and with his personality, he didn't think too much. After sending Su Qingyue away, he went back to the couch and continued to meditate. He didn't find such a monotonous life boring.

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In the wilderness, in the bleak autumn wind, today, the sound of gold and iron screaming can be heard endlessly, the sword light is shining, and the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, plowing out traces on the ground one after another.

"The last resort."

"Come!"

With one word, the last move was made, and neither of them would be reserved.

In an instant, the sword energy burst out, the sword intent was vertical and horizontal, and the sword light was fiercely smashed at this moment.

"It's amazing and unremarkable."

"One sword for bright moon and one sword for autumn."

At first glance, two streamers of light shot out, as if they were cutting a line between heaven and earth.

The two figures each integrated what they had learned, the sword and the sword, each shining brightly in the bleakness, blooming the most dazzling light.

It makes the universe eclipse, and the sun and the moon have no light.

Qiu Feng and Gu Fu Zhi Jian Feng clashed several times, and the two swords that shook the sky and the earth clashed extremely.

boom boom-

At first glance, the flat ground heard the sound of thunder, and the sword energy swayed in all directions.

Two figures holding swords passed by.

When the spreading storm gradually stopped, the world returned to silence.

In the wind, two tall and straight figures stood facing each other.

One of them said: "The agreement of ten strokes has passed."

"It won't be decided." The other person had already put away the sword in his hand.

The two had known each other for many years, and they had discussed swords several times, but they all ended in a draw like today.

"Are you interested in going to Wankai Chaocheng together?"

"Oh?"

"There is an old man there, who will amaze you."

"Why not."

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(End of this chapter)