Chapter 491

Gu Bai took good care of Liu Qingjun, and he went out of the cave.

"Elder martial brother Jialing, how long will it take for master to wake up?"

Shen Jialing shook her head: "it depends on the will power of martial uncle."

Gu Bai thought slightly and said, "well, from the pulse just now, sometimes it's chaotic and sometimes it's stable. It's hard to say."

He said with a smile, "but it's better than before. I don't think it will take long."

"It's really hard work, younger martial brother. Originally, his face was small, but now it's even smaller. And this waist - I didn't eat well... " Zhu Xiang could not help but say a few words.

Gu Baitong accepted with an open mind, left ear in and right ear out. Liu Qingjun has improved, and his mood has improved a lot.

After listening to Zhu Xiang's rebuke, Gu Bai said: "elder martial sister, elder martial brother, I'll go around and see if there are any herbs that can be used."

There is a system in which we can distinguish some useful spirit grass.

Shen Jialing said, "do you want us to join you?"

"No," Gu Bai shook his head, "elder martial brother and elder martial sister have been very tired recently."

Shen Jialing looked at Gu Bai and said in a warm voice, "then you should be more careful. Don't go far. If there's anything, shout. I'll pass when I hear it. "

Gu Bai said, "OK."

He turned around and waved with the two men, then disappeared in a few leaps.

Zhu Xiang also laughed and said, "elder martial brother Jialing, I'll go and have a look."

Shen Jialing nodded, walked back to the entrance of the cave, and suddenly frowned. He took out the folding fan from his arms, wheezed away and turned it into a flash.

"Chi -" the folding fan hit the hard object and bounced back to Shen Jialing.

Shen Jialing turned around and said coldly, "come out."

Without moving, the cold sound of the Qin suddenly sounded. Hearing this voice, Shen Jialing already knew who was coming, and her handsome face was slightly cold.

"What the hell are you doing?" He looked around and finally settled his eyes on a lush jungle.

Although it has been confirmed that it is Ling jiu'er, she never comes out.

Only a clear sound came, just like a small bridge and flowing water. The girl's mind was misty in the moonlight of the south of the Yangtze River.

Shen Jialing also has to admit that Ling jiuer's piano skills are very good. She is as light as a feather and itches in her heart. She looks like a swan in the sky and gives you a disdainful glance.

She didn't use aura. She just played. Fingertip micro motion, light close slowly twist, a string of Qingling sound reverberates in the ear - just like the feeling she gives people.

But gradually, the voice cheered up, no longer like the cold moon in the sky, with a little girl like flexibility.

Shen Jialing didn't know why, but she didn't stop her.

Gong Shang's horn symbolizes the feather, and the way is endless.

With a movement at her feet, Shen Jialing slowly moved forward in her direction. When I got out of the jungle, my hand to explore the vegetation suddenly stopped.

He stood in the same place, across the thick bushes, Ling jiu'er was playing the Qiushui Qin.

One station, one seat. One listening, one playing. It is rare for them to have such a harmonious time.

Shen Jialing didn't open her mouth. Instead, she waited until the final curtain came down.

The more to the end, the more urgent the piano sound, like the heart of a girl in early spring, flurried and beating. A dial of a bomb, but also contains countless sadness.

When the flowing water comes to an end, who can say what is in his mind.

There was silence again.