The hot blood flowed down my cheeks to my neck, and I couldn't feel any pain.

That pill, the pill that Qi Jingque gave me, not only made me weak all over, but also made me feel no pain.

But I could clearly feel the dagger in his hand wandering on my face, cutting through the scars on my face, and blood happily soaked my neck.

At this time, I became the fish under his knife. I didn't know the pain and let him slaughter the pieces.

He had not stopped when he was bleeding too much. When I woke up, everything changed.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the burning smell of the body, limbs and the nose. I just leaned on the stage and turned up. When I saw Xuan Zi's face full of scars.

Then his hands, covered with scars, touched my face. His hands were rough and cool, and his voice was still hoarse and old: "Your face is ready, without any scars."

I gasped and looked at his beautiful brown eyes, reflecting my shocked and panicked look and my unparalleled face.

Qi Jingque felt that my foolishness would sooner or later reveal my face, so he cured my face.

"When is it now? How long has it been since I came?" I asked.

"From morning to night," Xuan Ji let go of his hand, but his eyes were still on my face, and there was a sense of wanting to spread my face and see how good my face was.

I was shocked when I heard his words. It took only twelve hours a day and a night. Qi Jingque used the hours from morning to night to get my face ready.

The immortal's medical skills are not so effective. How did he do it?

"Nine Thousand Years Old can know medical skills?" I tried my best to suppress my surprise and asked Xuan Ji.

Xuan Ji stared at me, and the color in his eyes surging: "I don't know. I thought the southern Xinjiang worms were used properly and any kind of disease could be cured."

"Now it seems that there are people outside the heavens, at least I will not let a person's face return to normal from morning to night."

I bit my tongue, and the sharp pain always calmed me and made my rationality clearer: "Yes, Jiu Qiansui is very powerful. You are here. Is Jiu Qiansui asking you to take care of me?"

The room I am in is a few days ago when Xuan Ji brought me in, hiding my body and the place where I once hanged with burnt limbs.

Xuan Jishen glanced at me, turned his head and looked at the platform not far away.

I looked at him and saw a burnt corpse on the table with limbs and wearing beautiful cotton and linen dresses.

That is my body, a body that has not been buried yet.

I licked my dry lips and said to Xuan Ji: "Please go out first. I'll say a few words to my benefactor."

Xuan Ji did not leave, but walked to the platform, stopped, and stared at my body.

If he didn't leave, I would not be able to take out the military command from my body, so I followed me with my steps lighter.

Looking at my body up close, the limbs that were retrieved were specially treated. Even if they had been soaked in the well for a long time and were almost rotten, the color now turned into a burnt color like the torso.

"For you." Xuan Ji stretched out his hand, spread his palm upwards, and a needle with thread lay in his palm.

I didn't understand why, so I looked at him.

Xuan Ji left the needle and thread, and left the words: "Sew it." He turned around and left the room full of his body.

Stitching?

After Xuan Ji left the room, I reached out and lifted my dress, and saw that my limbs were just placed on my torso and were not sewn.

Xuan Ji threw down the needle and thread to let me sew my limbs on my body.

I picked up the needle and thread, but my mind thought that Qi Jingque was so careful to get my body, and then went to find my limbs. As soon as I got it, was there any deep meaning without suture, or was it that he wanted to verify something like Helian Jue?

Thinking of this, I shook my head and now I have to take away the military order as soon as possible, and the rest are secondary.

Everything was placed in the basket on one side. I saw the scissors immediately sucking them in my hand, scanning the surroundings like a thief, and his hands were resting on the belly of the torso, groping.

After exploring the small hard lump, the scissors in his hand stabbed. The body burned by the fire was like barbecue. Lao Youchu took a lot of effort to dig out the hole.

My hand leaned into the hole and reached in, and took out the military order that I had swallowed before I died.

Looking at the army order that was about to be corroded, my heart was beating, and I quickly stuffed the army order into my arms with a handkerchief.

I drank a long breath of turbid air, picked up the needle and thread, and sutured the limbs. Because of the burning of the body, even if a hole was dug out of the stomach, it would be like a crack in the roasted meat, and there was no need to be extra sutured.

After sewing, I just put the cotton and linen skirt onto the body, the door creaked and opened. My heart suddenly rose. My body suddenly turned, and Xuan Ji poked his head out and asked in a hoarse and old voice: "Are you okay?"

The heart that reached the throat fell down, threw the needle and scissors into the basket, and nodded: "Okay."

Xuan Ji walked in with his forehead.

When I stepped back and passed by him, he said, "Nosy people usually don't have a good ending."

I was slightly stunned. He was reminding me not to avenge anyone, not to meddle in other people's business, otherwise I wouldn't know how to die. I replied to him: "If you don't meddle in other people's business, you won't have a good end."

"Yes, you always have to pay back what you owe." Xuan Ji's eyes fell on my body: "From now on, I won't owe her anything, and you don't have to use this to remind me."

My mouth curled, my arms hit his arm and walked out.

It started to rain outside, and a few red lanterns were swaying under the eaves. The red light shone down, making the yard look particularly humid and gloomy. I remember it on the mobile phone for a second and provide you with wonderful novel reading.

I walked down the steps and stepped into the rain. An umbrella was added above my head. The steps under my feet were slightly stopped. Qi Jingque's hand pressed against my back and pushed me forward.

I looked at him sideways. His red robe was soaked, as if it was soaked in blood. His thin lips were tightly pursed, and his eyes were red as if they had cried. The rain fell along his hair.

He took me around the corridor and walked through the heavy rain gradually, which did not make my body wet.

Until the gate of the wine shop, I bowed to Qi Jingque and bowed: "Thank you for sending you to Jiu Qiansheng Chengquan."

Qi Jingque's eyes drooped slightly and he glanced at me, "Bad, you..."

Looking at him like this, I found that his eyes were redder, not red full of evil spirits, but red that was really like red that had cried.

This idea was quickly thrown out of my mind. How could this bastard cry in front of me? He would only cruelly let others cry.

He smiled self-deprecatingly, wanting to admit that I am indeed a waste, a very wasteful waste. Eunuch Shi appeared outside the door, bent his waist and held an umbrella: "Miss Ajiu, it's time to go back to the palace."

Helianjue sent Eunuch Shi to pick me up. I frowned and looked out. I saw a carriage parked not far from the door. The specifications of the carriage were made by Helianjue.

The umbrella on his head was instantly removed, and the heavy rain fell on his head. Eunuch Shi hurriedly walked in to block the rain for me. I turned around and watched Qi Jingque merge into the darkness.
Chapter completed!