The Red Blood Sword automatically returned to Qingyan's hand, and a warm current came, constantly repairing her injured body.
The three elixirs of the bloody gate jumped onto the challenge arena, and the leader directly opened her mouth and stuffed a elixir into it.
Then she was put on a stretcher and carried back to the bloody gate camp by two disciples of the bloody hand hall.
"Hold on a little!"
Light Yan raised her head in a dull way, and her eyes were blurred. She couldn't tell who was talking.
Under the dual treatment of precious pill and Red Blood Sword killing feedback, Qingyan's poor physical condition temporarily stabilized.
Coupled with the rescue of several experienced doctors in xuesha gate, her injury gradually improved.
In the stomach with a big hole, the granulation began to grow desperately, blocking the wound.
In a daze, ye Qingyan seemed to hear Nie Liqun's conversation with others:
"Vice sect leader, Chen Ruoyan's injury has stabilized, and there are still signs of improvement!"
"Can she go to the challenge arena the day after tomorrow?"
"This... Is a little difficult!"
"Try to heal!"
“……”
It was night when she woke up again.
"Ruoyan girl, you wake up!" A maid who took care of her asked pleasantly.
Qingyan didn't speak, opened his eyes and looked at the tent roof with a wooden look in his eyes.
"I'll report to hall leader Chen!"
After the maid left, Chen Gang quickly entered the tent again: "just wake up and have a good rest!"
Chen Gang's words seemed to bring her back to reality. Her lax eyes had some focus. She turned her head and looked at hall leader Chen, but she still didn't speak.
Chen Gang whispered, "since you don't want to talk, then continue to have a rest! I asked the servants not to disturb you, but they will stay at the door. If you need anything, just call someone directly!"
After that, he left.
"Lord Jianling, how did general Chen come to the southern region?"
Chen Hao casually replied, "of course, he was brought here, and he can't go by himself!"
He doesn't want to talk about this topic very much.
"Who did it?"
Qingyan's words are very light, light and floating, like dust that flies for a long time.
"I don't know."
Chen Hao didn't want to answer this meaningless dialogue.
"Well... I don't know."
"Help me recover from my injury!" Qingyan whispered, "the day after tomorrow, I want to go to the challenge arena."
"If you are injured like this, what challenge arena are you going to play? Is it uncomfortable to lie in bed peacefully?" Chen Hao said unhappily, "you are like this, and you need to go to the challenge arena? And... Your energy in the red blood sword has been consumed, in order to save your life!"
Light face of doubt: "really?"
"Of course it's true!"
"Master Jianling, don't lie to me. You will think I don't count in my heart? So many blood gas of the peak warrior in the late stage of breaking the sky is not enough to cure me? With the red blood sword that has been used for so long, I can probably guess the proportion of killing feedback..."
"I admit, there is a little left!" Chen Hao quickly changed his words, "but I'm doing it for your own good! Your current state is not suitable for the challenge arena! And anyway, those Dan pharmacists of the bloody gate will try to cure you. Since they can reimburse, why should they bear it by themselves? Right?"
He thought that Qingyan's current state would be easy to fool!
"I can't give up now!" Qingyan whispered, "I can't get the first prize, and I also want to get the second place! Although it's embarrassing to get the second place, I can't help it... Please don't joke with Lord Jianling at this critical time."
"Well, I'm not kidding, but I'd better wait. If the people in the bloody gate are useless, I'll be responsible for curing you!"
"Yes!"
Qingyan didn't speak anymore, but slowly closed his eyes.
Even if she closed her eyes, Chen Hao still knew that she didn't sleep.
As Chen Hao said, the elixirs of the blood evil sect were superb. In the next day, they didn't hesitate to spend many precious herbs and elixirs, and finally made the injury on Qingyan almost recover!
On the day of the sixth game, Nie Liqun personally came to see ye Qingyan: "how about going to the arena?"
"Yes!" Qingyan's face was a little pale.
Even if the injury is almost recovered, her body is still a little weak.
"Try to get a good result!"
"I will, and I want a reward!" Qingyan forced out a smile.
Nie Liqun gave her a deep look: "well, if you say so, I'm relieved..."
The whole bloody gate, no, almost all the martial artists who have watched Qingyan compete with Dai ye know that Qingyan has played abnormally in the challenge arena!
It is reasonable to say that ye Qingyan will not lose so thoroughly. At least there is hope of winning. The comprehensive strength of both sides may be 50-50.
They also probably guessed the reason for the abnormal performance of Qingyan.
After all, in the arena, Qingyan was too impolite.
But Nie Liqun wisely didn't mention the matter of Qingyan vs. Dai Ye last time.
Nie Liqun said seriously, "I hope you can be rational. No matter what difficulties the martial artist faces or what setbacks and hardships he experiences, he can't lose his reason as a martial artist. You're in a bad state now!"
"I know!"
Nie Liqun shook his head. He could see that the other party didn't seem to listen to him.
If he were someone else, he would certainly teach him the truth of being a man.
But now is not the time.
Under the service of the maid, she dressed herself up. She sat in front of the copper border, stared at herself in the copper border, and gently touched the blood red teardrop like red dot under her left eye, without concave convex feeling.
She buttoned the button, and the tear drop seemed to be printed on her skin, which could not be buttoned off.
But she was still unwilling. Her nails gouged out a small piece of meat directly from her face.
"Ruoyan girl?" The maid gave a cry of worry.
"Nothing, just not used to it!" Qingyan looked at the imprint still printed in the meat and said.
"Yes!"
After changing clothes, Qingyan came out of the tent with a red blood sword, and Chen Gang stood at the door of the tent.
Standing at the door of the tent, there are many other disciples of the blood evil gate, Tianjing and shatianjing.
"Let's go!"
"Yes!"
Stepping on the challenge arena, there was only a lonely person with a light face on the huge challenge arena.
Around the challenge arena, more people came to see her compete. The population was crowded, close to 10000 people.
She stood straight, like a sculpture, lifeless.
There was no expression or anger on her face, just like wearing a mask.
She just stood on the challenge arena, and all the martial artists under the challenge arena felt that she seemed to be standing in another world.
Anyone can see the impact on Dai ye after the last competition.
She used to stand on the challenge arena, at least like a living person, and sometimes she could smile.
And every time she smiles on the stage, some martial artists will feel that this trip is worth it.
It's still a quarter of an hour away from the time of the martial arts competition. Qingyan came a little early.