Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

Mr. Shi Da was very embarrassed. The gray clothes that had always been spotless had been stained with blood. His left hand had been abolished. Several cuts had been made between his chest and abdomen. Although Yan San was injured more severely than him, he was already Fearful, but Yan San became more brave as he fought, and the situation became very delicate.

The battle on the deck has slowly ceased. The Xie’s private soldiers have almost been wiped out. Mr. Shi Da glanced at him, and his heart is even more bottomless. This is above the sea, not land. He ran away if he could not beat the land. Fighting Qinggong Yan San would definitely not be able to catch up with him, but there is a vast ocean here. Although Mr. Shida is powerful, he still hasn't reached the point where a reed crosses the river.

His mind shook for a while, and Yan San approached and tried to accept his sword and opened a blood hole in his abdomen.

"Ah!" Mr. Shi Da screamed, grabbed the short sword in his belly, and slashed the soft sword diagonally.

Yan San didn't hide, let the soft sword split a **** mouth between his chest and abdomen, and the other dagger had already hit Mr. Shi Da's chest.

Both of them tried their best to fall from the mast at the same time.

When Jiang Jiang was about to fall to the surface of the water, Yan San used his last strength to knock Mr. Shi Da away, drew out his double swords, and fell into the water.

Ding Dong pulled a rope and jumped into the water. The sea water was already dyed bright red. Ding Dong shook his head, pulled the surrounding corpses and dived, grabbed Yan San's hand, and looked at it. Mr. Shida, came to the surface.

The captain's room was in chaos.

Ding Dong didn't go in, but looked for Fang Nianyuan and said, "Lieutenant Fang, this ship is going to sink them. You can't let others know."

Fang Nianyuan nodded. The two Xie’s boats were aimed at Ling Qingyu. If the news goes back to Da Zhou, it will be a trouble. Now that the people and ships are destroyed and there is a typhoon, no one knows how. It's up.

The route they took this time was a little far away from the land, and was deflected by the typhoon. It was even more distant from the land. There was a deep trench below the place. When the ship sank, no one could find it.

Fang Nianyuan led the people to gather the bodies of the two ships in the cabins, while Ding Dong led the sailors to dig holes and sink the entire ship into the deep trench.

"Qingyu!" Yan San yelled and opened his eyes sharply.

"Don't move!" Shi Fang hurriedly held him down, and said: "Why would you wake up at this time!" You should be in a coma for three days and five days with such a serious injury. How can you wake up as soon as you are carried in? What are you doing in a coma?

Yan San waved his hand away, rolled over and got off the bed, staggering towards the inner room.

Ling Qingyu lay quietly on the bed, with bandages on her chest, Yan San's feet softened, knelt down in front of the bed, and asked, "How is she?"

"Hey, fortunately, she is invaded by a hundred poisons. Although the poison on the arrow can see the blood seal her throat, it does no harm to her. Although the wound is a bit deep, it is no longer a life threatening." Shi Fang said.

"That's good." Yan San showed a slight smile and leaned on the head of her bed.

"Move me back quickly! This is really a terrible injury!" Shi Fang roared hurriedly. Ying Shisan and Ying Jiu hurriedly moved Yan San back to the bed outside.

The sharp pain in her chest made Ling Qingyu frown, and slowly opened her eyes, vaguely remembering the arrows flying in the rain and the intense pain when drawing them. The pain now is lighter than it was then.

Ling Qingyu blinked and slowly adjusted to the indoor light.

"Quick! Hold him down!" Shi Fang's voice rang sharply, causing Ling Qingyu to look sideways. This was his bedroom, and the bedroom door was still shaking slightly, as if someone had just left.

"Why is this? Doctor Shi, didn't you say that the wounds have been stitched up?!" Yan Qi's voice was filled with anxiety and anger.

"Has he been poisoned before?!" Shi Fang's voice was also anxious, and said: "Squeeze that side for me, it burst!"

"He has been...burning heart and broken bones..." Yan Qi's voice rang in a low voice.

Yan San? Ling Qingyu moved, and there was a sharp pain in his chest, gritted his teeth, Ling Qingyu got up, it was okay, I could not bear this pain.

Leaning on the wall, Ling Qingyu moved to the door, and the people on the bed outside could be seen from the half-open door.

If that were to be considered human, then the whole body had opened huge mouths with so many wounds, and blood spurted out from it, his body was convulsing constantly, and every shaking brought a bigger blood spurt.

"Why didn't you say it earlier? Burning the heart and shattering the bones is a life-threatening thing!" Shi Fang roared, his face pale, his hand holding the needle trembled so much that he didn't know where to start.

"Yan San?" Ling Qingyu whispered, always feeling that everything in front of him was not true. Why did Yan San be like this?

"The head?!" The people outside found Ling Qingyu standing at the door, and Ying Shisan, who was standing outside, rushed over to support her.

"Yan San?" With Ying Thirteen's strength, Ling Qingyu walked to the side of the bed. There was already a sea of ​​blood on the bed, and the blood flow from above stained her ****.

There was no blood on Yan San’s face, his eyes closed tightly, and his body kept convulsing and convulsing. The open wound on the front of the body seemed to divide the human body, and the torrent of blood seemed to be coming in the next second. Drain the blood from his body.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Yan San," hurriedly took out the small cloth bag from his neck, Ling Qingyu poured out the red fruit with trembling hands, and stuffed it into his mouth regardless of the number.

"Shifang, help!" Yan San's teeth were clenched, Ling Qingyu couldn't help but cried.

Yan Qi clamped Yan San's lower jaw with his hand and opened his teeth. Ling Qingyu poured the red fruit in. Seeing that he didn't realize that he swallowed it by himself, he leaned over and kissed it, pushing the red fruit in with his tongue. In his throat.

The fruit went down his throat, and under everyone's eyes, there seemed to be a light on Yan San's body, and then the wounds slowly stopped blooming.

"Quick!" Shi Fang quickly took up the stitches and quickly stitched up the biggest wounds. While he stitched them up, Yan Qi poured powder on the wounds as he said for nothing.

After dozens of wounds, large and small, were all stitched up, Shi Fang sat down on the chair as if venting his strength, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said: "Through this night, as long as you can survive this night."

"The master!" Ying Shisan hugged Ling Qingyu's soft body, and called out in worry.

"You go in and lie down, what are you messing up with! What are you going to do to keep people from living!" Shishi yelled at Ling Qingyu, and then remembered, if it wasn't for her to wake up at this time and take out the divine fruit , He didn't know that Yan San would definitely die. Then he softened his voice and said, "Your injury is not light, you must have a good life and recuperation."

"Yan San, put it in." There was indeed a pain in her chest, and it was so painful that she couldn't even say a word.

"Hey." Shi Fang sighed, and said: "When you are ready, let Yan Qi send in." This night is Pin Yansan's willpower, I'm afraid he will wake up faster by Ling Qingyu's side.

Seeing Ling Qingyu nodding, Ying Shisan picked her up and carefully sent her back to the inner bed.

"Thirteen, hurt, others, people." Ling Qingyu could only say word by word, frowning with pain.

"We are all okay. Some people in Lieutenant Fang's place were injured. Doctor Shi has taken care of it. Don't worry, no one is killed." Ying Shisan replied, seeing her relieved, and gently wiped the sweat from her forehead. , Said: "You rest."

Yan Qi cleaned Yan San's body, put on clean clothes, and then hugged him to Ling Qingyu's side.

Holding Yan San's hand, Ling Qingyu slowly closed her eyes. With such a toss, she reached her limit.

With Ying Shisan standing by, Yan Qi retreated.

Fang Nianyuan was leaning on the railing outside, with his clothes open, and the bandages on his abdomen and arms were exposed.

"The head is fine for the time being, Yan San depends on whether he can survive tonight." Yan Qi also leaned on the handrail, rubbed his forehead, and said.

"What do you call that person in the rivers and lakes? He is very powerful?" Fang Nianyuan asked, looking at the distant sea.

"You mean Mr. Shida? Mr. Shida, who is in the eighth place." Yan Qi smiled faintly: "Killing us people can be a unilateral slaughter for Mr. Shida." I always thought that my martial arts was just a little worse than Yan San, but now I know that they are much worse. There were dozens of large and small wounds on Yan San's body. The wound from the left chest to the lower abdomen was even more shocking, but none of them were behind him, all in front, no matter how severe the wound was, he did not take a step back. Yan Qi knew that he couldn't do it like this way of fighting.

"We should feel lucky? The battle between Yan San and Shi Da is not something ordinary people can see, right?" Fang Nianyuan said.

"Have you seen?"

"No." Fang Nianyuan shook his head, not to mention that the two were so fast that there were only shadows left. At that time, there was no leisure time to watch, but 600 people rushed over.

"I'll go with you." Yan Qidao was silent for a while.

"what?"

"Didn't you tell Ding Dong that if you send the master to Lingjia Village for training, you will become a pirate and kill all Xie's ships? I want to go too." Yan Qidao.

"it is good!"

That night, Shi Fang and Yan Qi guarded in the captain's room together. In the middle of the night, Yan San had a high fever.

Ling Qingyu was awakened by the heat of the body beside him. Seeing Yan Qi constantly changing towels to cool him down, he wanted to get up.

"Don't move!" Shi Fang drank her, poured the alcohol into the towel, and asked Yan Qi to rub his acupuncture points.

Ling Qingyu held Yan San's hand, tilted his head to his ear and gently said, "Yan San, if you can hold it, you can hold it."

"Qingyu...?" Yan San whispered softly from the corner of his mouth.

"Yes, I am here." Ling Qingyu whispered in his ear.

The tightly held hand moved slightly, and a smile appeared at the corner of Yan San's mouth.

"It should be able to survive." Shi Fang finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Yan San's expression. This pair was really uneasy.

Hearing Shifang's words, holding the high-heated hand, Ling Qingyu fell asleep deeply again. This seemed to be her body's self-protection instinct. Once she was overly tired or injured, she would fall into a deep sleep as if she was overly tired or injured.