Summoning of cute beasts: Master spoiled me for 3000 years

Chapter 49 Colorful Heart
"That's the end of today's competition. I'll take my little pet back to heal my wounds first." She glanced at the two of them indifferently, and then glanced at the dumbfounded Yunshang with cold eyes. Pet strode away.

"It's such a good competition, hey!" Yan Mingchong looked at the little blood remaining on the ground, feeling a little distressed, and couldn't help but sighed softly.

"Yunshang, you have gone too far, you don't have to participate in the next competition, go to Qingliantai to think about your mistakes." Even Mu Huaiyuan, who has always been strict and ignorant of Qian Chong, can't see it this time. If Qian Chong hadn't removed the protection from his body at that time, I'm afraid the injury would not have been so serious.

"Yes, I would like to follow Master's instructions." Yun Shang came back to her senses in a trance. The strange thing is that after not being severely punished, not only did she feel no guilt that she should have, but she felt more fortunate.

Murong Jing looked at the master and apprentice who were gradually disappearing in front of everyone, his eyes dimmed. When he raised his eyes again, he glanced at Yun Chang in the distance with disgust, and then sat on the previous seat.

There was a feeling of flying through the clouds, Qian Chong couldn't help but opened his eyes weakly, and found that the master was helping him to input immortal energy.

"Is it better?" Hua Qinglan looked at Qian Chong's thick and long eyelashes trembling slightly, and knew that she was about to wake up, so she couldn't help asking tentatively.

"It feels so warm." Qian Chong nodded, his voice wet and soft.

"The wound is a bit deep, and it may hurt at any time. I'll take the medicine when I go back." Hua Qinglan said with distressed eyes as she looked at the large area of ​​red on her back that had been soaked in blood.

Qian Chong nodded obediently, then buried his body in Hua Qinglan's arms, found a comfortable position, and slowly closed his eyes.And Hua Qinglan looked at the Qingli Palace in front of him, and couldn't help speeding up the speed of Teng Yun.

When I woke up again, it was because of a tingling pain coming from my back.Qian Chong looked back, and saw Hua Qinglan looking at her with embarrassment, holding a pair of exquisite scissors in his hand.

"Master, what are you?" Qian Chong's body moved slightly. At this time, she was lying on the bed with her back facing up, so looking at Hua Qinglan's face, she looked a little hazy and dreamy.

"Here, little pet, the blood on your back is a bit congealed, so you need to cut off your clothes, otherwise it will hurt." Hua Qinglan said while slightly turning her eyes away, for a moment she was afraid to look into Qian Chong's innocent eyes.

"Master, I'm not afraid of pain, go ahead!" Hearing this, Qian Chong lay back on the bed again, and Hua Qinglan picked up the scissors again, and cut off the clothes around the wound. When pampering her cold skin, Hua Qinglan couldn't help but freeze in place.

It took a long time to apply medicine to Qian Chong's wound, and then carefully bandage it. At this time, Qian Chong had already fallen asleep, and Hua Qinglan was afraid that when Qian Chong woke up, she would turn over and touch the wound. He did a little magic trick to fix Qian Chong's sleeping position.

Hua Qinglan walked out of the room, and in the cool and watery courtyard, the pear blossoms in full bloom were darker than usual for some reason.He frowned slightly, and then returned to his room, concentrating on studying the Nirvana Style.

In the silent room, purple light suddenly shone, followed by a tall figure. Baili Chenxi walked gently to Qian Chong's side, and found that her brows were slightly frowned, as if she was struggling in her sleep, Can't help leaning out slightly, and waved past Qian Chong's head.

Seeing Qian Chong whose brows were gradually relaxed, Baili Chenxi pulled a stool to one side and sat down, her pink and delicate face, her tightly closed eyes were still stained with undried tears.

"Has she cried?" Thinking of this, Baili Chenxi felt a tightness in her heart. When she was wiping the Xiantai competition, he watched from afar, but couldn't help. His pupils constricted suddenly, wishing that he could bear that pain instead of Qian Chong.

"Little Chong, grow up quickly. At that time, no one will be able to hurt you so unscrupulously." Baili Chenxi said quietly, but she didn't know that growing up is the most fatal injury in life for Qian Chong .

When Baili Chenxi left, she took Ziyu back, because she helped Qian Chong resist the strong sword energy, Ziyu was completely dimmed.If Ziyu wanted to regain his aura, he had to bring it back to the Demon Palace to restore it.

Early in the morning, many Qingjue disciples gathered on the Xiantai, but on the high platform, from a distance, they could vaguely see the two masters, and the seat in the middle was empty.

"Wen Lang?" Yan Mingchong called to Wen Lang who was on the side. Wen Lang had gone to Qingli Hall an hour before the start of the competition, but Hua Qinglan hadn't been seen until now.

"Master, the master said that the competition has nothing to do with him, so please pay more attention to the two of you." After Wen Lang finished speaking, he raised his eyes and glanced at Mu Huaiyuan. Qian Chong was caught in this turmoil again for no reason.

"Forget it, the apprentice is seriously injured, he must be feeling bad." Hearing this, Yan Mingchong waved his hand, motioning for Wen Lang to sit down on one side, while Mu Huaiyuan kept staring into the distance with deep eyes, not knowing what to think.

"The last competition, Murong Jing and Hua Yunjian." As soon as these words came out, all the disciples present sighed, everyone knew that Hua Yunjian was Ji Zun's favorite apprentice, and Murong Jing was also Ji Zun's love The disciples, such two people appearing together on the Xiantai, a showdown, no matter whether they win or lose, it will be a grand sight.

"Brother, please." Murong Jing jumped up to the high platform, looked at Hua Yunjian, who was standing tall and tall, and couldn't help stretching out his hand and said respectfully.

"Why are the two of them the last to appear?" Yan Mingchong looked at the two people with fluttering clothes on the fairy platform, and a trace of doubt flashed between his brows.

"There is no way around it. In the past, there were always the top three in the Riding Arts Festival. Now No.3 has been produced, and the first one is to be chosen between the two of them." Mu Huaiyuan picked up the tea in front of him, his voice There is a little erratic.

Murong Jing and Hua Yunjian stood on the Xiantai platform, neither moved at all. When the phoenix chirped softly, there was a gust of wind and clouds on the Xiantai platform in an instant, and the sky was dim.I saw Murong Jing holding a long sword, and the mighty sword energy lingered on the sword, like a broken bamboo.

Seeing this, Hua Yunjian's face was calm and breezy. He waved his hand lightly in mid-air, and in an instant, a colorful feather appeared in his hand, which seemed to be frozen in the palm of his hand, and seemed to be floating in mid-air.

"Colorful heart." Looking at the colorful feather in Hua Yunjian's palm, Murong Jing couldn't help exclaiming. If Hua Yunjian was holding an ordinary weapon, he could just sit around and wait, but the colorful heart, It must not be taken lightly.

"That's right, let's start!" Hua Yunjian suddenly raised the corners of his lips and smiled indifferently, the feather in his hand swelled in an instant, turning into colorful feathers all over the sky, covering the entire Xiantai.

　There are so many babies in Xianmen, it is unimaginable, and even if they are beautiful men, the name is also very nice, Hua Yunjian ~ Another point, the future update time will be postponed to ten o'clock in the evening ~ I will start busy with the exam again ~Sorry~
　　
　
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