Chapter 4589
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Qin Wuyan trembled all over and couldn't sit steadily. He collapsed on the bed. His solemn priest clothes were stained with Zhuang Xiaoyu's blood and had a strong smell of blood.
In his mind, he recalled Zhuang Xiaoyu's abnormality in the past two days and regretted that all the words she said to herself on the chariot were last words word by word.
She said she forgives herself, but who needs her forgiveness.
As long as she lived, he would rather live in her hatred and revenge every day, but she died.
I left him alone and left the world with no love.
Qin Wuyan couldn't help thinking that he killed her father and brother. What was she thinking when she watched him ascend the high priest?
The highest throne was covered with the blood of her relatives. She would never sit on the throne with him.
But she also hoped that he could sit in that position and work hard to save the people of moon city from fire and water and the sins of her banker.
She is so contradictory, but so kind.
Qin Wuyan was like a pool of mud. He fell on his bed and couldn't get up.
Zhuang Qingyun was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He knew that Zhuang Xiaoyu was Qin Wuyan's heart, but he didn't expect that after Zhuang Xiaoyu took poison and committed suicide, even Qin Wuyan's soul was taken away, leaving only a body lying on his back like a walking corpse on the bed.
Zhuang Qingyun went to the pharmacy, looked at Zhuang Xiaoyu, who was quietly soaked in the potion by the wizard, and asked the wizard, "Sir, can your wife live?"
The wizard shook his head. "I don't know. As far as I know, only one girl in Jincheng has died since ancient times. She was saved by her master. She died for almost three years. Finally, she came back from the dead and lived like a normal person. As for the rest, there is nothing else."
As if there was a faint light in the dark fog, Zhuang Qingyun almost grabbed a life-saving straw in despair: "seriously, seriously, is there a matter of resurrection?"
The wizard nodded, "that's nature. The world is full of wonders."
Zhuang Qingyun was so excited that he didn't know why. He knelt in front of Zhuang Xiaoyu and stared at Zhuang Xiaoyu's quiet sleeping face for a long time. He saw that Zhuang Xiaoyu's face was blue and white, his lips were light blue and purple, his eyes were tightly closed, and he soaked in the medicine jar motionlessly, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.
After a long time, Zhuang Qingyun finally calmed down, restrained his palpitation and excitement in his heart, and asked, "Sir, can you tell me what kind of person the master who can bring the girl back from death is, and can you bring that man over and treat her?
No matter how much it costs, no matter what the price, the high priest will meet her? "
The wizard sighed: "young master Qingyun, the stronger is the stronger. The price you think may not be appreciated by others.
The woman's medical skills are superb. Even her heart can be opened and changed. It's far from what I can do.
Although I can't compare with that woman in poison skill, I can't compare with that woman in medical skill... "
Zhuang Qingyun wondered: "it's just a woman. How can she have such skills? I don't know how she was born, what her family background is and what her status is. If she can save our wife..."
Before Zhuang Qingyun finished, the words were interrupted by the wizard, "this woman is the tiger Fu who is the master mother of Jincheng Mohist School and is in charge of the Mohist army. She is also the leader of Lingyun sect and the only wife of Mo Lingyuan, Chu Yunyao.
I don't have the ability to invite people here. Now Jincheng is suffering from internal and external troubles. I'm afraid our people can't even get close to her... "
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Qin Wuyan trembled all over and couldn't sit steadily. He collapsed on the bed. His solemn priest clothes were stained with Zhuang Xiaoyu's blood and had a strong smell of blood.
In his mind, he recalled Zhuang Xiaoyu's abnormality in the past two days and regretted that all the words she said to herself on the chariot were last words word by word.
She said she forgives herself, but who needs her forgiveness.
As long as she lived, he would rather live in her hatred and revenge every day, but she died.
I left him alone and left the world with no love.
Qin Wuyan couldn't help thinking that he killed her father and brother. What was she thinking when she watched him ascend the high priest?
The highest throne was covered with the blood of her relatives. She would never sit on the throne with him.
But she also hoped that he could sit in that position and work hard to save the people of moon city from fire and water and the sins of her banker.
She is so contradictory, but so kind.
Qin Wuyan was like a pool of mud. He fell on his bed and couldn't get up.
Zhuang Qingyun was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He knew that Zhuang Xiaoyu was Qin Wuyan's heart, but he didn't expect that after Zhuang Xiaoyu took poison and committed suicide, even Qin Wuyan's soul was taken away, leaving only a body lying on his back like a walking corpse on the bed.
Zhuang Qingyun went to the pharmacy, looked at Zhuang Xiaoyu, who was quietly soaked in the potion by the wizard, and asked the wizard, "Sir, can your wife live?"
The wizard shook his head. "I don't know. As far as I know, only one girl in Jincheng has died since ancient times. She was saved by her master. She died for almost three years. Finally, she came back from the dead and lived like a normal person. As for the rest, there is nothing else."
As if there was a faint light in the dark fog, Zhuang Qingyun almost grabbed a life-saving straw in despair: "seriously, seriously, is there a matter of resurrection?"
The wizard nodded, "that's nature. The world is full of wonders."
Zhuang Qingyun was so excited that he didn't know why. He knelt in front of Zhuang Xiaoyu and stared at Zhuang Xiaoyu's quiet sleeping face for a long time. He saw that Zhuang Xiaoyu's face was blue and white, his lips were light blue and purple, his eyes were tightly closed, and he soaked in the medicine jar motionlessly, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.
After a long time, Zhuang Qingyun finally calmed down, restrained his palpitation and excitement in his heart, and asked, "Sir, can you tell me what kind of person the master who can bring the girl back from death is, and can you bring that man over and treat her?
No matter how much it costs, no matter what the price, the high priest will meet her? "
The wizard sighed: "young master Qingyun, the stronger is the stronger. The price you think may not be appreciated by others.
The woman's medical skills are superb. Even her heart can be opened and changed. It's far from what I can do.
Although I can't compare with that woman in poison skill, I can't compare with that woman in medical skill... "
Zhuang Qingyun wondered: "it's just a woman. How can she have such skills? I don't know how she was born, what her family background is and what her status is. If she can save our wife..."
Before Zhuang Qingyun finished, the words were interrupted by the wizard, "this woman is the tiger Fu who is the master mother of Jincheng Mohist School and is in charge of the Mohist army. She is also the leader of Lingyun sect and the only wife of Mo Lingyuan, Chu Yunyao.
I don't have the ability to invite people here. Now Jincheng is suffering from internal and external troubles. I'm afraid our people can't even get close to her... "
Qin Wuyan trembled all over and couldn't sit steadily. He collapsed on the bed. His solemn priest clothes were stained with Zhuang Xiaoyu's blood and had a strong smell of blood.In his mind, he recalled Zhuang Xiaoyu's abnormality in the past two days and regretted that all the words she said to herself on the chariot were last words word by word.She said she forgives herself, but who needs her forgiveness.As long as she lived, he would rather live in her hatred and revenge every day, but she died.I left him alone and left the world with no love.Qin Wuyan couldn't help thinking that he killed her father and brother. What was she thinking when she watched him ascend the high priest?The highest throne was covered with the blood of her relatives. She would never sit on the throne with him.But she also hoped that he could sit in that position and work hard to save the people of moon city from fire and water and the sins of her banker.She is so contradictory, but so kind.Qin Wuyan was like a pool of mud. He fell on his bed and couldn't get up.Zhuang Qingyun was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He knew that Zhuang Xiaoyu was Qin Wuyan's heart, but he didn't expect that after Zhuang Xiaoyu took poison and committed suicide, even Qin Wuyan's soul was taken away, leaving only a body lying on his back like a walking corpse on the bed.Zhuang Qingyun went to the pharmacy, looked at Zhuang Xiaoyu, who was quietly soaked in the potion by the wizard, and asked the wizard, "Sir, can your wife live?"The wizard shook his head. "I don't know. As far as I know, only one girl in Jincheng has died since ancient times. She was saved by her master. She died for almost three years. Finally, she came back from the dead and lived like a normal person. As for the rest, there is nothing else."As if there was a faint light in the dark fog, Zhuang Qingyun almost grabbed a life-saving straw in despair: "seriously, seriously, is there a matter of resurrection?"The wizard nodded, "that's nature. The world is full of wonders."Zhuang Qingyun was so excited that he didn't know why. He knelt in front of Zhuang Xiaoyu and stared at Zhuang Xiaoyu's quiet sleeping face for a long time. He saw that Zhuang Xiaoyu's face was blue and white, his lips were light blue and purple, his eyes were tightly closed, and he soaked in the medicine jar motionlessly, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.After a long time, Zhuang Qingyun finally calmed down, restrained his palpitation and excitement in his heart, and asked, "Sir, can you tell me what kind of person the master who can bring the girl back from death is, and can you bring that man over and treat her?No matter how much it costs, no matter what the price, the high priest will meet her? "The wizard sighed: "young master Qingyun, the stronger is the stronger. The price you think may not be appreciated by others.The woman's medical skills are superb. Even her heart can be opened and changed. It's far from what I can do.Although I can't compare with that woman in poison skill, I can't compare with that woman in medical skill... "Zhuang Qingyun wondered: "it's just a woman. How can she have such skills? I don't know how she was born, what her family background is and what her status is. If she can save our wife..."Before Zhuang Qingyun finished, the words were interrupted by the wizard, "this woman is the tiger Fu who is the master mother of Jincheng Mohist School and is in charge of the Mohist army. She is also the leader of Lingyun sect and the only wife of Mo Lingyuan, Chu Yunyao.I don't have the ability to invite people here. Now Jincheng is suffering from internal and external troubles. I'm afraid our people can't even get close to her... "
