The concubine is haunted, my lord, please pay attention

After pondering for a moment, Wen Beiyao nodded, "Okay, it will be much easier with you, the medical sage."

Yiran wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Wen Beiyao: "Yiran, Qingmin is my friend, if those secret agents come, Qingmin may be too... So, I must go down to find him."

"If you can fight for a moment now, it will be a moment." If you delay it any longer, I'm afraid it will be bad luck.

Yiran felt Guo Yixue's slight trembling.

Yi Ran nodded, "Then, let's go down, but be careful."

Wen Beiyao breathed a sigh of relief: "The three of us will be fine."

Cheshuo looked at Guo Yixue, then at Yiran, and said, "Yiran, you turn around while holding Yixue."

Yi Ran didn't hesitate, according to Yan, Guo Yixue also cooperated very well.

"Go straight, wait at the carriage, don't walk into this smoke again, and be careful."

"I see." Yiran held Guo Yixue in one hand and the silver whip in the other, and walked forward step by step.

Seeing that the surroundings were indeed safe, Che Shuo jumped down together with Wen Beiyao.

Two figures moved quickly under the cliff.

Cheshuo and Wen Beiyao jumped down step by step with the help of trees.

The closer you get to the bottom of the cliff, the stronger the smell of blood.

Dead bodies began to appear all around.

Wen Beiyao rummaged through one corpse after another.

No, no, neither.

There were more and more corpses, and the smell of blood filled their noses.

Cheshuo also searched carefully, not missing any of them.

The hands of the two were gradually stained with blood, and there was not a single clean spot on their bodies.

Getting closer and closer to the bottom of the cliff.

Just when Wen Beiyao thought that he had searched all the places but did not find Yun Qingmin, Che Shuo suddenly shouted loudly: "Here!"

Wen Bei heard the sound and looked away.

It was a place hidden by jagged trees.

He tiptoed and moved quickly.

It's really Qingmin!

Yun Qingmin had been in a coma for a while now, and there was no clean spot on his whole body. His whole body was covered with blood, and even his face was covered by blood. It was impossible to recognize that this was Yun Qingmin.

Che Shuo put his index finger under his nose and breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm breathing."

Then, he caught his pulse, suddenly his face changed, and he tore Yun Qingmin's clothes violently.

There is blood everywhere.

Some blood was still oozing from the wound.

Apparently there was too much blood loss.

Cheshuo is thankful that he has the habit of carrying medicine with him, and that he just brought the water bottle with him.

He turned on the kettle and rinsed away the blood on Yun Qingmin's upper body.

Wounds began to appear in the eyes of both men.

There are several wounds pierced by the sword on the shoulder, scratches on both arms, and hideous scars on the chest and back.

Without any hesitation, Che Shuo took out the medicinal herbs wrapped in a white cloth, spread them evenly on his wound, then reluctantly found a relatively clean cloth, and simply bound him up.

Wen Beiyao was not idle either, there was still some water in the kettle, and he slowly washed Yun Qingmin's face with clean water, without any injuries on his face.

When he breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly found that there was liquid flowing in the hand holding his head!

Wen Beiyao stopped moving his hands and looked at Che Shuo: "Che Shuo, it seems that Qing Min hit Shi Yan and hurt his head."

Che Shuo was startled, and speeded up to bandage up Yun Qingmin's wound, then stretched out his hand to cover the hand holding the back of Yun Qingmin's head, and took it away to see that his hand was covered with blood.

Che Shuo took a deep breath to calm himself down, rinsed Yun Qingmin's head with a water bottle, and then carefully groped for the wound.

A wound about two centimeters long.

It can't be said to be big, nor can it be said to be small. The serious thing is that it has lost too much blood.

Che Shuo took out the white cloth again, took out the medicinal herb, and applied it to the wound on the back of Yun Qingmin's head.

The bleeding stopped temporarily.

After washing it, it doesn't look so lifeless, at least there is still a little heaving in the chest.

Che Shuo tore off the clean corner of his clothes again, then simply bandaged his head, and then checked Yun Qingmin's other parts.

Fortunately, there is no fracture, which is the best news.

Wen Beiyao and Che Shuo lifted Yun Qingmin up, put Yun Qingmin's weak hands on their necks, and then the two dragged him by the waist, and slowly walked out of the bushes, step by step, towards the sunny place. place to go.

There were corpses everywhere, Cheshuo and Wen Beiyao walked forward without blinking.

Slowly, when you raise your head, you can see far away, on the cliff.

Wen Beiyao looked at Che Shuo and said, "I'm going up with Qing Min on my back."

"No, it's too dangerous." Che Shuo objected, "I'll do it, I have a strong balance ability."

The two big men don't want to argue about this issue, anyway, the point is to go up the cliff.

After a while, they discussed the result.

One person carries a distance.

That's it, let Che Shuo back first.

He put Yun Qingmin on his back, hooked Yun Qingmin's hands, walked a few more steps to make sure it was safe, and then began to jump towards the top of the cliff.

The way to go up the cliff is still to rely on the surrounding trees, but the current speed has been greatly reduced.

Che Shuo didn't dare to be reckless, and every tree had to be sure that it could bear the weight of two people before jumping on it.

Finally, halfway to the cliff.

Wen Beiyao was already there waiting for Cheshuo.

Che Shuo didn't say much, and carefully helped Yun Qingmin onto Wen Beiyao's back, while admonishing: "Take your time, and try to keep your movements as small as possible."

"kindness."

Wen Beiyao carried Yun Qingmin on his back, step by step, getting closer and closer to the cliff.

finally reached.

Che Shuo first flew up to the top of the cliff, then stood on the edge of the cliff, and when Wen Beiyao got up to the top of the cliff with Yun Qingmin on his back with some difficulty, he reached out to help him catch Yun Qingmin.

The white smog has not completely dissipated, some remains, and it is hazy, seemingly real but not real.

Finally, the three of them appeared in the sight of Guo Yixue and Yi Ran.

Guo Yixue immediately took a few steps forward, and when he saw Yun Qingmin who was covered in bandage marks all over his body, tears welled up in his eyes and couldn't stop falling.

"Dayun..."

Cheshuo and Wen Beiyao were a little tired, and helped Yun Qingmin to the side of the carriage.

The coachman had long since disappeared, perhaps he had fled, or he had become one of the corpses somewhere.

Fortunately, the horse is still there.

When Yi Ran saw the three of them appear, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Just come back."

"Trouble, pack up the carriage, we have to rush back to the city as soon as possible." Che Shuo gave the order without hesitation, Yi Ran lifted the curtain of the carriage without delay, and piled up the sundries in the carriage to make room .

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