The Evil King Loves Lightly: Xiao Chong Doctor Concubine

Chapter 1290
Chapter 1291 1291 Reincarnation Old Man
Jinghong lowered his eyes, his slender eyelashes were densely arranged like a fan, making him as beautiful as a figure walking out of a picture scroll, so unreal...

That's right, everything now is unreal, but in my own dream!
Qiqi woke up suddenly, gave him a slight push, looked up at him, and carefully examined his face again.

Yes, she does look exactly the same as Mu Chu, but there is a gloomy and chilly aura between her brows that Ah Chu doesn't have.

... No, Ah Chu used to be like this, but after being with him, he became softer and softer, and the cold air between his brows that belonged to the dark system also disappeared unconsciously.

So what stage is this Jinghong in?remember him?Does that mean she didn't remember him before?
Her head was spinning rapidly, thinking about the story Meng Cangyun once told her, after thinking about it, she suddenly asked tentatively: "Your injury..."

"Healed up long ago." Mentioning this injury, a glint of darkness quickly flashed in Jinghong's eyes, he suddenly tightened his long arms, and hugged her tightly in his arms, his voice was very soft, but there was a hint of guilt in the tone: "I should have listened to you a long time ago and stopped practicing that kung fu. If it wasn't for this, you wouldn't lose all your kung fu just to save me. In the end, it would be even cheaper for that guy Xuantian."

After a change of mind, Qiqi was finally able to connect the situation in front of her with the story she had heard.

He practiced "Fu Mo", while Xuan Tian practiced "Zhu Xian". The two of them left here for more than a year. In order to save him, Huo lost all her skills and almost died, but it was Xuantian who rescued her in the end.

But she still couldn't figure it out, since Xuantian could save Qishang, why couldn't Master save her?Master didn't save Jinghong who was seriously ill, nor did he save Qishang, did he not have the ability, or was he unwilling to help?
Although, when the Empress told her this story, she never asked, but there was always such a question in her heart.

Of course, even if she would ask the Empress, the Empress would not be able to answer any of her questions, after all, she had heard the story.

Seeing that Jinghong was still hugging her tightly, the two hugged so closely, Qiqi immediately felt uncomfortable again.

Pushing him lightly, she said: "I'm not Qishang, you really misunderstood the wrong person, and, this time I came back to stop you and Xuantian..."

"Don't mention that guy again, now, it's only you and me here." Hearing her mention Xuan Tian, ​​Jing Hong's face suddenly darkened.

After his face sank, the cold aura between his brows suddenly expanded infinitely, and the cold air continued to overflow from his body, obviously hating Xuantian deeply.

Such a great hatred, such a deep resentment, how should she resolve it?If that duel was prevented, wouldn't the so-called catastrophe not exist?Then after she returns to that life, everyone's catastrophe should be over, right?

"What are you thinking?" Suddenly, his jaw tightened, and his face was raised by Jinghong again.

Qiqi frowned, and couldn't help but whispered: "It hurts."

Why is this guy so rude? He's not at the same level as Ah Chu. He put his hand on his wrist, trying to push him away, but he held her chin tightly, and she couldn't push him even a little bit.

"It hurts..." She frowned again, raised her eyes to look at him, and said in a low voice, "Let go of me first, please? You pinched me so much."

"Are you thinking about him? I don't allow you to think about him, you can only think about me!" Jinghong didn't listen to her at all, he pinched her little face and was about to kiss her.

His bigger and bigger face was reflected in his pupils, and Qi Qi also opened her eyes wide in shock, trying to break free, but she couldn't use her internal strength at all, and her body was a little weak, like Like a serious illness, let alone luck, you may not be able to lift a little heavy object.

His lips were less than a finger away from her, and Qiqi was so startled that she couldn't even breathe. He really recognized the wrong person. If Chu Xuanchi knew that she was kissing this strange man here, he would turn around and He must strangle her to death, even if he knows that she is not voluntary, he will definitely pick her up and beat her up.

"No..." Before Jinghong kissed herself, she struggled hard to no avail, she could only close her eyes and bite her thin lips tightly.

But just when his lips were close to his, suddenly, a powerful palm wind came towards him, the palm wind was sharp and masculine, and it arrived in a blink of an eye.

Qi Qi was forced by this palm wind to be unable to even breathe, her throat tightened, as if someone had locked her throat, and even her eyes were completely closed by the cold wind. open.

Her body seemed to be moved again in an instant. She didn't know who was holding her, and walking in the strong wind again, she only felt that her whole body was light and her head was getting heavier and heavier.

Soon, she heard the sound of soldiers meeting each other, as well as the increasingly stronger palm force, which made her feel even more uncomfortable.

In a daze, I seemed to hear Jinghong's voice disdainfully: "You hurt her tendons trying to save her, and now you are so weak that you have no right to fight with me."

Then, another deep voice came coldly: "It's not a gentleman's action to take advantage of someone's danger. Even if I only have [-]% power left, it's more than enough to deal with a villain like you."

Soon the palm wind began to sweep again, although it couldn't hurt her, it made her breathing more and more difficult, and her head became heavier and heavier.

Suddenly, her body tightened, and she didn't know who joined the battle circle. Before she passed out, she only heard a deep and mellow voice resounding throughout the world: "Sinister, you have reached this point, and you still have to fight!" Do you want to continue fighting? She voluntarily cut off her immortal roots for you, and from then on she has to endure the cycle of life and death as a mortal, and her sacrifice can't wake you up."

Afterwards, Qi Qi could no longer hear clearly what the man said, but felt that the words came from all directions, enveloping the whole world in his voice.

Such a shock, what kind of deep inner strength does it take to achieve it?Could this person be the old reincarnation master of the three of them?

The old man... But why does this voice not sound old at all?
... When Qiqi woke up, everything in front of her eyes was completely different. When she opened her eyes, she saw that she was sleeping in a strange room.

The layout of this room is simple but elegant. The tables and chairs are made of bamboo and rattan, but they are much more delicate than ordinary bamboo and rattan. It is clear that the tables and chairs seem to have a long history, but they are still as clean as new. .

Also, the bed she slept in...

Stretching out his hands to explore, he felt that the bed was icy cold, but lying on it, one could not feel the slightest chill at all.

She slowly got up, looked down, and didn't know what the bed was made of. It looked a bit like a thousand-year-old cold jade, but it was more transparent than a thousand-year-old cold jade.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open with a bang, and a man in a gray robe came in, holding a bowl of medicine in his hand.

Seeing that Qiqi woke up, he didn't seem to feel any surprise, he stepped in casually, put the bowl on the table, picked up the medicine juice that accidentally overflowed with his slender fingers, flicked it lightly, and the medicine juice had melted As smoke, drifting with the wind.

Such deep internal strength, such internal strength, even Chu Xuanchi and Meng Cangyun may not be able to match it.

Qi Qi stared at him blankly, and saw that the man's face was clearly young as if he was in his early twenties, but there were a few strands of white hair protruding from the sideburns of the black hair, but judging by his figure, he was still young, and he looked like a young man. not old at all...

This person should not be the old man of reincarnation, so who is he?Isn't there only four people in this Lingdongtian?

"Since you're awake, come over and drink some medicine." The gray-robed man said calmly without even turning his head. His voice was mellow, deep and magnetic, and it sounded very pleasant, as if there was still a little familiar feeling...

Qiqi thought for a while, and then remembered that it was the voice she heard before she passed out. Her heart was shocked, she opened her eyes wide in shock, stared straight at the man in gray robe, and said in surprise: "Are you ...Are you a reincarnation old man?"

The old man of reincarnation looked back at her, and there was a little invisible smile between his soft brows: "You naughty girl, you have also learned how to ridicule the world as a teacher, and the reincarnation of life and death has not yet been fully understood. Can you be called an old man of reincarnation?"

The old man of reincarnation... he really is the old man of reincarnation!

Why did Qiqi never expect that the old man of reincarnation was actually a young man.

He didn't look old at all, probably not even thirty, and he was only a year or two older than the Jinghong I saw last night, but there were a few strands of gray hair at the temples, which made him look weather-beaten, but Those facial features are absolutely youthful, even handsome.

I don't know if he is really so young, or because of his practice. Everything here is a completely unknown world to her. She doesn't even know where the real seven wounds are.

Based on Jinghong's determination of herself last night, if she told this man that she was not Qishang, he probably wouldn't believe it.

Even more coincidentally, she went back to the time when Qishang had forgotten everything in the past, so even if she told him now that she no longer remembered everything here, wouldn't he be suspicious?
Rolling over from the bed, she walked to the table and sat down in silence. Qi Qi obediently took the medicine bowl handed to her by the old man of reincarnation, but after looking at the pitch-black medicine juice in the bowl, a small His face immediately wrinkled.

Although she practiced medicine and dealt with medicine all the year round, the medicine was given to others, and she was not happy to ask her to take it, especially this kind of traditional Chinese medicine.

If it hadn't been for that age, she might not have the chance to take it a few times in her life. Although it is a bitter medicine, should it be so bitter?Is it eaten by people?

Drinking a bowl of traditional Chinese medicine can even save lunch, and if you take a sip of the medicine, how can you eat it when you have lunch?
(End of this chapter)