Qingshu Wuji

Zhang Sanfeng wanted to pull Zhang Wuji out of Song Qingshu's arms, but he was a step too late, and found that Song Qingshu's face was already green, even worse than Zhang Wuji's.

With a secret sigh, Zhang Sanfeng had no choice but to go behind Song Qingshu and sit down, stretch out his hands to press the key point on his back, it's important to save him first.

Song Qingshu felt as if his whole body had fallen into a cellar of ice, and he couldn't help himself. Suddenly, a gust of hot air poured in from his back. After he quickly conducted a circle around his body, he channeled this internal force unreservedly towards Zhang Wuji in his arms.

Zhang Sanfeng couldn't help but lamented Song Qingshu's deep brotherly love, and lamented that he himself didn't take good care of his body.

In this way, Song Qingshu became the transmitter for everyone to treat Zhang Wuji. Others wanted to pull him away earlier, but as soon as Zhang Wuji woke up, he would cry to find him. Once he was in Song Qingshu's arms, he would stop crying, even The cold poison invaded the body also gritted its teeth and persisted.Song Qingshu had no choice but to stay with him day and night, and even moved directly to Yunfang.

Zhang Sanfeng once advised Song Qingshu that if he continues like this for a long time, his internal strength will also be eroded by the cold poison, which will greatly damage his future cultivation.

But Song Qingshu didn't take it to heart, he knew that these days were the saddest for Zhang Wuji, and in the future he would learn the "Nine Suns Manual", which would help him get rid of the cold poison in his body by the way.Even if Zhang Wuji has no chance of recovering in the future, what if he loses some of his health by accompanying him?

It's just that I have these calculations in my heart, and I can't say it in public, so I can only say that I will be with you for one more day, and tomorrow I will say that I will be with you for another day, so repeatedly, I will be by Zhang Wuji's side every day.

Although Song Yuanqiao felt sorry for his son, he couldn't see Zhang Wuji crying, and he sighed deeply.He is sorry for his fifth brother, his son should pay it for him, thinking that he will find a chance to make up for Qing Shu in the future.

In this way, Wudang Five Heroes and Zhang Sanfeng took turns to heal their wounds. Within three days and three nights, they were exhausted. Fortunately, the cold poison in Zhang Wuji's body was gradually relieved, and each person's support gradually extended until the fourth day. , the six people had to steal their spare time and close their eyes for a while to fall asleep.From the eighth day onwards, each of them helped him heal his wounds for two hours, and only then slowly repaired the lost power.

Song Qingshu's internal injuries haven't improved these days, and there are still signs of aggravation, but the internal force transmitted to his body by Wudang people is like a torrent, opening up the meridians in his body a lot.The meridians in the human body are like streams, and the internal force flows in the meridians like water.The step-by-step method of cultivating internal force can only slowly expand the meridians, and Song Qingshu's good intentions are rewarded. Over the past few days, although his internal force has not increased, his meridians have expanded several times. When he cultivates internal force in the future, he must It is the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort.

And he was holding Zhang Wuji, as if he was holding a piece of ice. Although there was not much internal energy left in his body, he still reflexively mobilized his internal energy to resist the cold poison all the time. Although Song Qingshu didn't know why, he could vaguely I also know that the effect of holding Zhang Wuji is roughly the same as sleeping on the cold jade bed of the Ancient Tomb School, and it is also of great benefit to the cultivation of internal strength.So at the beginning, I really gritted my teeth and persisted, but later comforted myself in this way, holding Zhang Wuji to heal his injuries was not a hard job.

What's more, when Zhang Wuji was conscious, and those dark eyes stared at him with trust, and when he was tortured by the cold poison and suffered extraordinary pain but stubbornly did not make a sound, Song Qingshu's heart was always full of pride.

This is his younger brother, a man who will stand up to heaven and earth in the future.

After more than ten days, Zhang Wuji made great progress, his body cold decreased day by day, his sanity recovered day by day, and he was able to eat and drink gradually, everyone only said that his little life was saved.Unexpectedly, on the 30th day of No. [-], Yu Lianzhou suddenly realized that no matter how much he mobilized his internal energy, Zhang Wuji couldn't absorb the cold poison from his body at all.But his body is obviously cold, and the greenness on his face has not faded.Yu Lianzhou also said that her skills were not good enough, so she told her master immediately.Zhang Sanfeng tried, but he couldn't do anything.For five days and five nights in a row, the six people did everything possible to cure Song Qingshu's internal energy, but Zhang Wuji had no effect at all.

Zhang Wuji said: "Grand Master, my hands and feet are warm, but the top of my head, my heart, and my lower abdomen are getting colder and colder."

Song Qingshu touched the places he said one by one, and found that the place where he started was extremely cold, while the rest of the place was as warm as others.

Zhang Sanfeng was secretly startled, and comforted Zhang Wuji: "Your injury is already healed, we don't need to hold you all day. You can sleep on Grand Master's bed for a while." Carry him to his own bed and sleep.

Zhang Wuji opened his eyes, stretched out his hand to pull Song Qingshu and said, "I want senior brother to accompany me."

"Okay, Qing Shu, you can stay with Wuji." Zhang Sanfeng thought that it would be good to have someone to accompany Zhang Wuji, and someone would be by his side when the cold poison flares up.Then he nodded to Song Qingshu, and walked out with all his disciples.

Song Qingshu sat by the bed and put his hand on top of Zhang Wuji's head. Although the input of internal force could not warm him, his hand itself had warmth. Although it was not worth putting it on, it could still make Zhang Wuji feel more comfortable.

Zhang Wuji blinked his round eyes, but moved his body into the bed and said, "Brother, come and sleep with me."

Song Qingshu calculated that he hadn't closed his eyes for more than a dozen hours, and he was not polite at the moment, took off his shoes and lay down.Unexpectedly, as soon as he put down the quilt, Zhang Wuji put his whole body on it.

When Zhang Wuji was just recovering from his injuries, Zhang Wuji took off his upper body clothes, and now his whole body was pressed against him without any gaps. The first thing Song Qingshu felt was the icy coldness on his chest and lower abdomen.

"It's so comfortable...Senior brother's body...so warm..." Zhang Wuji narrowed his eyes, like a cat afraid of the cold, and rubbed against Song Qingshu's arms, dissatisfied with the obstruction of his clothes, stretched out his hand Pulling off his clothes, he unceremoniously pressed them on.

At the moment of skin-to-skin contact, Song Qingshu was so cold that he almost shivered. Although Zhang Wuji was no longer cold, the cold poison was almost concentrated in three places on his body. Song Qingshu had goose bumps all over his body.

He took a deep breath, and slowly mobilized the internal force in his body, the temperature of his whole body rose a few degrees, making Zhang Wuji smile even more comfortably and rolled his eyes.

"Senior brother, it's so comfortable. It's even more comfortable than when my grand master and senior uncles and uncles healed my wounds a few days ago." Zhang Wuji said with a smile.

Song Qingshu was putting his hand on the top of his head, using the Laogong acupoint in his palm to protect his head from the cold, he couldn't help laughing and said: "The grand master should come to sleep with you at that time, his old man's skill is pure, I guarantee you will be better than now More comfortable."

Zhang Wuji thought about it seriously, then quickly shook his head and said, "No, I want my senior brother to accompany me, not anyone else."

Song Qingshu smiled silently, he knew that Zhang Wuji was very dependent on him, but Wuji was only nine years old and had just lost his parents, so he just regarded him as a substitute for his parents.Although Song Qingshu was determined to do a complete personality transformation on Zhang Wuji, he felt pity for his difficult life, so he simply didn't think about this issue any more, and pampered him with ease.

Zhang Wuji lay quietly on Song Qingshu's body, and after a long silence, he asked softly, "Brother, am I... dying soon?"

Song Qingshu was about to fall asleep, when he heard his words, he woke up immediately, "Nonsense! What is cold poison? You will survive it, I promise."

Zhang Wuji raised his head, stared at him with bright eyes, and said in a trembling voice after a long time, "Senior brother, you didn't lie to me?"

Song Qingshu stroked his hair, and smiled softly: "Wuji, brother won't lie to you."

Zhang Wuji laughed through his tears: "Brother, you must remember this sentence, and never lie to me in the future."

Song Qingshu nodded with a smile.