"Is the injury getting worse?" Light Ling dust asked. How can he not know Ling Chuxi's character when he gets along for so long. If the injury is not aggravated, she would never show such an expression.

"No, just like before." Ling Chuxi realized that he had lost his temper, squeezed out a smile and pretended to be indifferent.

"You don't have to hide it from me. My meridians are disappearing. I can detect it." Ling Yi dust light said.

"Yichen, how did you get hurt?" Ling Chuxi knew that he couldn't hide from Ling Yichen, and he didn't argue about anything. He asked eagerly.

"Meixiu should have told you all about it. I don't know who the other party is. He was hurt by the spirit weapon of the other party in the turbulent flow of space. I don't know anything else. I don't even see what it is." Ling Yichen said.

Ling Chuxi's face is heavy. If she doesn't know what the spirit weapon is, how can she treat Ling Yichen with the right medicine.

"Chuxi, I know you are good for me, but I know my injury best. Don't waste time on me any more. Practice well." Ling Yichen said.

Ling Chuxi just looked at Ling Yichen cautiously and didn't say anything.

Ling Yichen grinned bitterly. From Ling Chuxi's eyes, he saw the determination never to give up.

If it was him, he would never give up in the face of the injured Chu Xi, no matter how heavy her injury was. Not only Chu Xi, for any companion, he would not give up. This is Ling Chuxi's belief and his belief.

"Yichen, take these Peiyuan pills first and cultivate yourself. I'll go first." Ling Chuxi said and left the courtyard.

In her heart, there was a feeling of powerlessness that she had never felt before. When her best friend was hurt like this, she couldn't go back to heaven. She just felt that her heart was blocked badly.

If she stayed, she was afraid that she would cry out on the spot.

"Well, don't worry about me. I'll take care of myself." Ling Yichen's smile of cloud light breeze is clear.

Seeing his smile, Ling Chuxi felt more flustered and left the courtyard almost like a runaway.

One to the door, Ling Chuxi's tears can not help rolling down.

"Chu Xi." Seeing Ling Chuxi's tears all over his face, even with Huangfu's resolute nature, his voice is a little low and hoarse.

"If it wasn't for saving me, Yichen would not have become what it is today. No matter how much I pay, I must find a way to save him." Ling Chuxi clenched his fist and said unswervingly.

Huangfu qingjue looked at Ling Chuxi deeply. He seemed to want to say something, but finally he put up with it.

"Let's go. Let's go back first. I want to work out the elixir's prescription as soon as possible to restore the divine consciousness." Ling Chuxi did not want to have any further delay, said to Huangfu qingjue.

Huangfu qingjue takes Ling Chuxi to Qingxiang building. In such a large city, in order to avoid causing the dissatisfaction of other experts and bringing unnecessary disputes, the general practitioners would not easily use the imperial sword technique. However, knowing that Ling Chuxi was in an urgent mood, Huangfu Qing could not control so much.

Fortunately, the Wandan Festival is about to start, and Xiuzhou city is full of practitioners. Occasionally, some people have a long way to go. They are afraid that they can only come by the sword after missing the time. Therefore, there is no misunderstanding between them.

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