Seeing Hong Lingbo's appearance as if he was seriously injured and his life was hanging on a thread, Xiao Yao was shocked. He didn't care about the severe pain in his palm. He bit his teeth and took a sudden breath. He sat up and rushed to Hong Lingbo's side. He held up his pretty face with trembling hands and said in a panic: "Lingbo, what's wrong with Lingbo? You... wake up, I'm Xiao Yao, I... Senior Sister, wake up." Seeing that Hong Lingbo's life and death were uncertain at this time, Xiao Yao was already confused, and when he spoke, he was even more confused and had no rules. He was obviously at a loss and had no idea.

Seeing Hong Lingbo's originally smooth and smooth forehead becoming bloody and bloody, Xiao Yao's heart was as if he was slapped. Suddenly, he slapped himself twice and said in tears: "It's my bad, it's my bad. If I hadn't been a hero, insisted on competing with the master, and never asked her for an antidote, then you wouldn't have suffered these crimes for saving me, let alone doing this now. It's me that I was too naive, I was hurting you. Lingbo, get up and scold me, wake up and scold me quickly. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

Xiao Yao's crying was really affectionate and heartbroken. At this time, he didn't bother to worry about Li Mochou hearing or seeing it, but just hugging Hong Lingbo tightly. He thought that he was about to die just now, and he thought to himself that Hong Lingbo must have been suffering such great pain at this time, and his heart suddenly became like thousands of arrows stabbing, like a bitter gallbladder. Thinking that he was still begging for death, he was about to see the person he loved died in front of him. It was really a mess of worldly affairs, and a burst of sadness surged in his heart. But at this moment, his mind was already in chaos, and he only knew to hold Hong Lingbo in his mind and wanted to wake her up, but he didn't even think about how to wake her up.

Li Mochou was originally meditating, regulating his energy and nourishing his breath, and his mind was already clear in his ears, and everything was empty. However, Xiao Yao's heartbroken crying contained endless sorrow and miserable feelings. This sadness came into his ears, and immediately resonated with the thousands of emotions such as sorrow, joy, anger, resentment, and hatred in the hearts. The past events he had experienced were involuntarily surged into his heart one by one. Although Li Mochou's martial arts were profound, when he heard the extremely painful and resentful sounds in this world, his mind couldn't help but stir up, sometimes sad, sometimes painful, sometimes bitter, sometimes resentful, and slowly changed with Xiao Yao's heart.

After a while, Xiao Yao seemed to be tired of crying, and then gradually recovered his mind. The sad and mournful voices slowly subsided. It was not until this time that Li Mochou finally realized that he was in a state of mind. She hurriedly took her internal breath, sank into her dantian, and focused her mind to control her mind. After exploring it secretly, she found that she had not suffered any internal injuries, Li Mochou was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but felt that her cheeks were warm and moist, as if it was stained with water. When she touched her hand, she found that she was already crying at some point.

Li Mochou was frightened and hurriedly got up and looked around. He waved the whisk in his left hand and the ice-poul silver needle in his right hand secretly tugged at the palm of his hand. He was ready to face the enemy in an instant. He looked around and saw that there was no one except Xiao Yao and Hong Lingbo. Li Mochou didn't believe that Xiao Yao's ability could affect his mind, but she was confused in her heart and slowly walked towards the two of them.

When she walked in front of her, Li Mochou saw that Hong Lingbo's face was pale, blood stains on her clothes, and the ground in front of her and Xiao Yao's back were covered with red blood. She saw that although Xiao Yao looked miserable and had a black air on her face, the wailing sound was full of energy and there was no weak and exhausted. She thought that although she gave him an antidote, the effect of healing and detoxification was not as fast and magical as it was. When she thought of the blood on Xiao Yao's vest, she was shocked and cursed "silly child". With a wave of her left hand, she pushed Xiao Yao aside from afar, placed Hong Lingbo on the ground, sat cross-legged behind her, pushed her palms out, and pressed her onto her vest again.

When Xiao Yaochu was pushed away by Li Mochou, anger suddenly rose in his chest. He was about to get up and went to find Li Mochou to fight desperately, but after seeing her helping Hong Lingbo up, he sat down behind her, holding her palms on her vest, and using his energy to heal his wounds. Xiao Yao was poisoned before, and the palm injuries caused by the palms were even more broken. He was dying for a while and had no sense of consciousness. Therefore, he knew nothing about Li Mochou's healing, Hong Lingbo seeking antidotes, and even her own internal strength to heal her wounds. At this time, he saw that Li Mochou was willing to help, and he felt relieved, and no longer cared about whether Li Mochou wanted to take his life. But after walking to Hong Lingbo, he sat down, and gently held her right hand.

Li Mochou helped Hong Lingbo heal his wounds within three moments. If this was done before, the master and apprentice would have to rest more, practice internal strength frequently, and take some elixirs to replenish qi and nourish the essence. However, both master and apprentice have suffered internal injuries one after another, which is already damaged by their own foundation. In addition, the real energy in their body is damaged in a short time to help others heal the wounds. This situation has become quite difficult. Before Li Mochou healed Hong Lingbo for the second time, he had not thought about the twists and turns of the current situation. After seeing Xiao Yao sitting down next to Hong Lingbo with concern and caring,

Then he suddenly realized that his master and disciple were so ignoring their lives and their own skills and were trapped in such a dangerous situation, all because of this boy. He was very upset and hated that he was still kind and soft-hearted. If the red-training magic palm that hit his chest just now used all his strength and did not take it as his newly acquired disciple, then Xiao Yao's internal cultivation and physical fitness at this moment would definitely not be able to withstand this moment for a while, and he would eventually die on the spot, and his life was completely unstoppable. How could he have such many things happen?

Thinking of this, although Li Mochou felt regretful and wanted to slap Xiao Yao immediately, she had reached a critical moment for Hong Lingbo's exercise of exercise. If she suddenly removed her skills, not only would Hong Lingbo die on the spot, but she might also be burdened by the internal breath backlash. But if she waited until Hong Lingbo was cured before killing Xiao Yao, she would have already damaged her true energy. If she forced the exercise of exercise to attack, she would probably still have a life-threatening ending, and she was in a dilemma. But she thought again, Xiao Yao's martial arts

It is far inferior to himself. Even if he is inconvenient to kill him for a while, as long as he follows him and does not hide, his life will always be in his hands and take whatever he wants. Can he worry about whether he can defeat him one day with his inferior qualifications? After thinking about this, Li Mochou felt relieved and suddenly felt that it is important to save the life of his beloved disciple first. If he doesn't think much about it now, his mind and mind are united, and he will use his full strength to replenish Hong Lingbo's serious internal breath, and continue the life-protecting true energy.

Xiao Yao held Hong Lingbo's hand and sat beside her. He could not do anything except praying in his heart. Before, he saw Hong Lingbo suddenly fainting in front of his feet for no reason. Although his flowers were bleak and his face was pale, as if he was seriously ill, Xiao Yao knew that Hong Lingbo still had a breath and had no worries about his life. But after this second fainting, Hong Lingbo vomited blood, his face was like gold paper, his whole body was as angry as a silk thread, and his world was full of pain, and he was like a flower falling, and a geese flew alone. When Xiao Yao thought of Hong Lingbo's love for him, the two of them were in love with each other, he felt that this was really a branch of red dew that condensed the fragrance, and the clouds and rains of Wushan were heartbroken, and there was even more sorrow and sadness in his heart.

Li Mochou had tried his best to heal Hong Lingbo once, and there was not much internal energy left in his body. At this time, when she was healing for the second time, although her internal energy was profound and her internal energy was pure and dense, it was not inexhaustible. On the one hand, she had to use her own energy to heal her injuries, but she also had to take care of the true qi circulation in Hong Lingbo's body at the same time. She was very stubborn at the moment. Therefore, when she was using her energy to heal her injuries, Li Mochou naturally became more cautious. Before every trace of true qi was infused into Hong Lingbo's body, she thought about it again and again, thinking about it, and she was sure that she would not waste any of it. Then she slowly crossed into Hong Lingbo's body.

In this way, until the sky disappeared and the stars first appeared, the dimness of the sky rendered the blue sky, and the bright moon was quietly hanging in the sky, Xiao Yao felt a hint of warmth in Hong Lingbo's right hand in his hand.
Chapter completed!