Women's procrastination can't be said

Completely ignoring He Zixia who was making a scene outside, Song Qingwu devoted himself to saving people and continued with his heart and soul.

Immobilize Song Yuyan to ensure that she will not break free due to pain.

The slender fingers hovered over his dantian, and a look of determination flashed in Song Qingwu's eyes.

As long as there is the support of internal strength, Song Yuyan's injuries can be healed automatically. If it is the internal strength of the body, the effect will be better.In this way, Song Yuyan would not have only half a day to live.

and so……

"Pfft..." Fingers inserted into his abdomen mercilessly, blood overflowed from the corner of Song Qingwu's mouth, and the magic circle he used to isolate the outside world began to tremble for a moment.

Maintaining the same speed, Song Qingwu did not show any pain as he slowly inserted his fingers into his body.The magic circle needs the support of internal force, because Song Qingwu's movements began to shake the whole magic circle violently.

When He Zixia outside the door saw that the magic circle began to appear abnormal, he directly confirmed his guess.

He yelled in horror and knocked on the door hard, every time he saw red.

There was too much commotion, and more and more people gathered around. Not knowing what happened, someone left in a hurry, intending to invite Song Fangzhu and Qin Qing.

When the fingertips touched the cold inner alchemy, Song Qingwu pressed his palm hard, and at the same time he managed to touch the inner alchemy while spurting blood from his mouth. He grabbed it hard, and then slowly withdrew his hand, the inner alchemy gradually separated from the dantian.

The blood in his mouth flowed from top to bottom, and a red blood river flowed out. Song Qingwu's body had never trembled because of the pain, he was alive and dying, he only had the look of determination.

Looking at Song Yuyan with dark green eyes, the girl's face was completely devoid of blood, without any aura.Thinking of her carefree and carefree childhood, Song Qingwu's mouth curled into an unnatural but sincere smile.

A simple girl like her deserves to live, and a scourge like herself, whether she dies or not, is the same.

The magic circle trembled more and more violently, and just when Song Qingwu was about to force the inner alchemy out of the body completely, the magic circle let out a loud noise and shattered, and He Zixia also ran in immediately.

Seeing that Song Qingwu was about to pull out his hand from his abdomen, the green light was extremely dazzling, He Zixia's pupils shrank fiercely, and when he ran in front of him, he firmly held his hand.

Wherever the palms touched, there was a biting coldness.

"Qingwu, it's fine if you are an ordinary inner alchemy, I can accept you to do this, because you can practice again if you lose the inner alchemy." He Zixia's strength was extremely strong, Song Qingwu's breath was disordered, and his strength was insignificant, so he tried a few times Didn't break free from his hand.

"But the inner core of the main body is your life. Are you planning to exchange your life for your life? Xiaoyan's life is valuable, but your life is not? You have survived these nine years, but you have survived so hard for it? I don’t care about saving others and giving up, even if Xiao Yan has the grace to save my life, I can’t just watch you do this, change mine, mine is fine too!” He Zixia’s eyes were red, There was a wave of fear in my heart.

If he came half a moment late, Song Qingwu would completely force the inner alchemy out, and his life would end accordingly.

"No..." Just as Song Qingwu was about to refuse, He Zixia hit his acupoints hard, and he immediately stood still, unable to move. At this moment, he didn't even have the ability to hit the blocked acupoints.

He Zixia pulled out his hand, carefully pushed the inner alchemy back, checked the wound, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Song Qingwu's injury was not serious, and with the body alchemy, he would be able to recover in a short time .

He Zixia glanced at Song Yuyan's appearance, and said, "I should have thought of it a long time ago, why did you find an ice cave?"

Song Qingwu knew that there was no hope of saving people, so he lowered his eyes indifferently, hiding the sadness in his dark green eyes.

"Your internal energy is naturally cold, and extremely cold temperatures can bring out the best. You have already decided to transfer the inner alchemy to Xiaoyan, so you should take care of the other wounds first, so that they will stop bleeding, and then Bind Xiaoyan here, forced the inner alchemy to her, and let her use the repairing power of the inner alchemy and the energy of 'Tianyan' to heal the wound by herself." He Zixia is so smart, he can recover in a short while. He told Song Qingwu's plan exactly.

"What about you?" He Zixia's tone was full of compassion.

Song Qingwu closed his eyes.

"Without the inner core of the main body, you can only die. Are you going to die here like this, and let Xiaoyan wake up and face a corpse? Didn't you see that Xiaoyan guessed that it was you who came to save her? Does it look like that? She misses you so much, you just make her sad?" He Zixia pointed at Song Qingwu, a little resentful.

"Living is enough." Song Qingwu opened his eyes indifferently, his tone was unusually cold.

"Song Qingwu!" He Zixia was furious when he heard this.

"Can you be kinder to Xiaoyan and be kinder to yourself? I don't care what you have experienced in the past nine years. You have become like this. Others feel uncomfortable. Don't you feel better yourself? Can't you be more open? Share with us Is it not good to live in pain and then live happily? Why do you only think about dying one day? Have you forgotten your relatives? Have you forgotten that you are now the prince of Song? You are not only yourself, but you have millions of people " Roaring out a long paragraph of anger, He Zixia was so angry that his chest heaved violently, and all the gentleness and elegance had long been thrown aside.

Speaking of the deepest pain in his heart, Song Qingwu's eyes turned red, but he didn't say a word, didn't look at He Zixia, didn't move, let him scold and let his blood flow.

Seeing him like this, He Zixia knew that he couldn't stand him, his eyes were red and bloodshot, and he said word by word: "Okay, you want to die, don't you? I'm not satisfied with you. I'll throw my life here today." Well, anyway, without Song Yuyan and without me, He Zixia, I should have died nine years ago. This inner alchemy was originally given to me by Song Yuyan, and now it just so happens that I return it to her, and everyone is happy."

After saying that, he wanted to insert his palm into his dantian.Song Qingwu obviously didn't expect He Zixia to do this, but no matter how fast he reacts now, it won't help. He is too weak and his internal energy is scattered, there is no way to stop He Zixia.

He could only helplessly, watching another person see blood in the ice cave.

He Zixia didn't get hotheaded all of a sudden, he knew exactly what he was doing.When the hand is really inserted into the body and touches the inner alchemy without any cover, the unspeakable fear and pain, if you can survive, you can really remember it for a lifetime.

Song Qingwu's eyes were red, and he threw all his strength in He Zixia's direction, but the distance was not enough, he fell to the ground, his left hand was pressed down by his body, and he couldn't help but let out a cry of pain.