Song Xiwei was helped back to the thatched hut by Aoqian, who carefully helped her sit on the haystack.
His gaze remained fixed on Song Xi's slightly swollen wound. "What exactly happened!"
Aoqian knew Song Xiwei's strength.
Song Xiwei's expression also seemed off at this moment.
This level of injury shouldn't be this severe; at least, it seems very strange on Song Xiwei.
She was Song Xiwei, who was able to use powerful magic to relocate the people of an entire city even when her magical artifacts were damaged.
Even back then, Song Xiwang wasn't in as much pain as she is today.
She is definitely not the type to be in so much pain from a superficial injury that her eyes turn red and her whole body stiffens.
"It's nothing..." Song Xiwei tried to brush it off, but saw that Ao Qian's face darkened even more as soon as she opened her mouth. He said coldly, "Tell the truth!"
"...It's just a sprained ankle. I was too hasty and didn't control myself well." Song Xiwei prepared to take out the medicine given to her by the Medicine King so that Aoqian could take it first.
Just as she was about to slip her hand into her sleeve, Ao Qian grabbed her shoulder and said, "Still lying!"
Song Xiwei: "..."
This guy is so fierce!
Sigh, it must be because I wasn't there that he and Xiao Zhuang had a big falling out.
How exactly can this be resolved?
"Did you go to Purple Cloud Peak to find someone to repair the magic weapon?" Ao Qian asked in a chilling tone.
Song Xi nodded hurriedly.
Since Aoqian was willing to talk to her, she took the opportunity to chat with him, changing the subject and making him forget that she had left him alone with Xiaozhuang.
"Is the magic weapon repaired?" Ao Qian asked in a cold tone.
He seemed completely unconcerned about whether it was actually fixed or not.
Song Xi nodded slightly. "It's fixed."
What did you exchange for it?
As soon as Ao Qian spoke, Song Xiwei's eyes flickered. Did this guy know the rules of Ziyun Peak?
It seems that although he had spent most of his time in the capital without ever leaving his home, he was not completely ignorant of what was happening outside and still knew something about it.
"Nothing much, just some material possessions," Song Xiwei replied lightly. Suddenly, a weight pressed down on her shoulder, and she gasped in pain.
Just like when she sprained her ankle, the area on her shoulder that was pressed hurt so much that Song Xiwei's whole body trembled.
Her eyes also welled up with moisture.
Ao Qian was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly realized something was amiss. "You said the magic weapon was successfully repaired? Your pain tolerance is even worse than mine now! Did you use something very important on you to make a trade?"
Ao Qian's eyes were sharp, as if he wanted to pierce through Song Xiwei's soul.
"No, no, really no..."
"Song Xiwei!!"
"Oh dear, young master, I was wrong..."
"What exactly happened?!"
"It's just that my body has been greatly depleted recently, which caused my body to experience some discomfort when the connection between my natal magic weapon and my body was severed after the magic weapon was fully repaired and reconnected. This situation won't last long, I'm really fine..."
Song Xiwei noticed that Aoqian was looking at her suspiciously, as if trying to discern the truth or falsehood in her words.
"Young Master, I promised to help you, so I can't let anything happen to myself. Don't worry, I promise I'll get better soon and won't hold you back. By the way, could you let go of me first? I have something to give you!"
The hand on my shoulder loosened a little, but wasn't completely removed.
“Since it’s not suitable to repair your natal magic weapon now, why not wait until your body has recovered before repairing it!” Aoqian was clearly good at grasping the key points.
Song Xiwei did not answer him, but simply shook her sleeves, causing the medicine bottle to fall steadily onto the haystack. The words "Medicine King" on the bottle were extremely eye-catching.
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