Bo Chi didn't pay much attention to Yu Zhou's words. He waved his hand and left him.
Having finally gotten rid of the evil cult leader, she now just wants to find her wife.
When they arrived at the academy, the musician was already giving a lesson. Bo Chi had never had any artistic talent, and every time he sat with Yu Zhao, he had to force himself to look serious. Now that he saw them studying seriously and attentively, he was happy to hide outside and slack off.
She already had experience in coming to the academy, so this time she brought a storybook with her, sat on a branch and leaned against the trunk, reading some melodramatic stories in the gentle breeze. She felt so relaxed and happy.
Time passed slowly. Bo Chi withdrew his distracted gaze from Yu Zhao and turned the pages of the book with his fingers, only to find that he had already finished reading the whole book.
What a mistake. I should bring more books next time.
Bo Chi was muttering to himself, and when he saw that the musician was still lecturing, he floated down from the tree and decided to pick up a few more short stories to pass the time.
On the way back, the maids along the way all had smiles on their faces, and when they gathered together to talk, they pushed each other shyly.
Bo Chi looked at them in confusion and was about to go up and ask out of curiosity when suddenly several footsteps came from outside the yard and approached her direction.
As the distance got closer, the voices of those people became clearer.
"Brother Yu, you are too kind. I just used the time that the playboys would spend playing with birds to practice martial arts diligently. That's why I have such skills at such a young age. If you want to go to the martial arts world with me, you need to be diligent."
"I'm very hardworking! But my father admires the demeanor of scholars and doesn't want me to go out to practice martial arts. Brother Ling, when will you leave this time? Can you teach me a few simple kung fu moves? I will definitely learn them well!"
Of the two male voices, one was obviously Yu Zhou, and the other claimed to be Ling...
Could it be the martial arts leader Ling Zheng? !
Oh no, the original owner was injured and hid in the cave because he tried to launch a sneak attack on Ling Zheng but was injured instead.
In other words, Ling Zheng could recognize her face and beat her!
Bo Chi's face suddenly changed. She turned around and wanted to leave, but it was too late. The two men walked around the green trees and faced her directly.
Bo Chi and Ling Zheng looked at each other, and while the other was stunned, Bo Chi decisively used his lightness skills.
Just as she stepped onto the roof, Ling Zheng's angry voice rang out from behind her: "You bold witch, stop right there!"
Haha, the idiot finally stood still.
Bo Chi turned a deaf ear and just ran away.
However, the original owner's lightness skill was only slightly faster than Ling Zheng's, and that was based on the original owner's perfect martial arts skills. Although Bo Chi had mastered most of it after a period of hard training, he was still a little weak at the critical moment and was quickly closed by Ling Zheng.
Bo Chi was secretly anxious and tried hard to think of a way to survive.
Ling Zheng seized every opportunity to rush forward, raised his hand and used his internal energy to hit her head.
Bo Chi sighed. If she was slapped this time, she wouldn't have to think about what to eat for lunch. She could just have a bowl of craniotomy tofu pudding.
In desperation, she could only step over the branch beside her and jump higher, so that the palm that was supposed to hit her head finally hit her back.
With this great force, she increased her speed and rushed to the west of the city, finally sneaking into the bustling crowd.
Ling Zheng followed closely, bumping into the crowd and angering many people, but he never saw Bo Chi again.
Bo Chi suppressed the sweet taste in his throat, his steps were hurried but his eyes were calm, and he deliberately walked around a few circles before entering the medicine shop from the backyard.
The pharmacy was filled with the smell of traditional Chinese medicine, which concealed her presence very well. In addition, Yiliu was a doctor, so he immediately started to prescribe medicine according to her injuries.
While decocting the medicine, he frowned and asked, "Could it be that the Saint Lady is going to attack the leader of the martial arts world again?"
Bo Chi's face turned pale, but he still had the energy to complain: "No, I'm not stupid. I can't win head-on but I still keep going to serve my food."
Yao Lang: "Then why did you get hit by Ling Zheng's Qian Yuan Palm again?"
Bo Chi made a bitter face: "Maybe this is fate, destined to meet love around the corner."
Yao Lang: “?”
After drinking two cups of bitter medicine, Bo Chi's pain improved, but the disordered heat in his body lingered for a long time.
Yao Lang saw her confusion and said expressionlessly, "Ling Zheng's Qianyuan Palm has a heat-toxin effect. Once it enters the body, it must be guided by thousand-year-old ice to draw out or dissolve the heat-toxin. Didn't the Saint get a piece of ice jade from the old leader before? Now is the time to use it."
Bo Chi's smile gradually disappeared: "The palm strike that Ling Zheng used to hurt me last time seemed to be Qian Yuan Palm..."
Yao Lang paused and said, "The thousand-year-old ice jade is a rare treasure in the world. My sect only has one piece. Since the Saint has used it... then you are doomed this time. Wait for death."
Bo Chi immediately grabbed him with a tearful face and said, "Doctor, please don't leave. I think I can still be saved!"
Yao Lang couldn't pull back his sleeves, and said helplessly: "You can go back to the branch sect first and ask the sect leader if there is any solution. If there is really no solution, you can only go back to the main sect to find the witch. She is from Miaojiang and is good at poison. She can use the terrain of Kunlun Mountain in the main sect to seal you in the snow mountain to suppress the heat and poison."
Bo Chi opened his mouth blankly: "Suppress? How long will it take?"
Yao Lang took advantage of her distraction and immediately pulled back her sleeves, turned around and said, "At least four or five years, at most forty or fifty years."
Bo Chi: "...Why would you need a snowy mountain to cool me down? I'll just freeze!"
Yao Lang left without comment.
Bo Chi was very depressed and could only pack up and go back to the branch sect to see if the moody leader had any solution.
The branch church was quiet. Due to the terrain, even though it was daytime, the church was still eerily dark.
Bo Chi's steps staggered, and the heat and poison in her body became more and more restless, burning her white jade cheeks red and hot, and blood flowed from the corners of her lips.
Yu Zhao felt uneasy while listening to the class. He looked up subconsciously and caught a glimpse of Bo Chi's slender white ankles. He immediately felt something was wrong. She stopped playing the piano and found an excuse to leave the academy. As soon as she went out, she saw that there was some panic outside, and Yu Zhou was staring at the sky with a dazed look on his face.
After stepping forward to ask the whole story, Yu Zhao could no longer stay there, fearing that Bo Chi would be caught by Ling Zheng and tortured. She went back to the house and exchanged identities with the assassin, following the two men's tracks all the way to the west of the city. After learning from Yao Lang that Bo Chi successfully got rid of Ling Zheng but was injured, she immediately chased to the branch sect with a gloomy face.
There was no one in the church, but the blood on the ground was bright red and glaring.
Yu Zhao's body swayed slightly. He tried his best to suppress all the emotions in his heart and hurriedly found Bo Chi.
Bo Chi walked around for a while but couldn't find the leader. He couldn't stand the heat anymore, so he could only run to the hot spring in a daze and jumped in without even taking off his clothes.
She still had some sense and knew that taking a cold shower at this time would do more harm than good to the body, so even though it was extremely hot, she insisted on not leaving.
When Yu Zhao came to her, she was in a trance for a moment, subconsciously covering her chest and muttering, "Why are you here at this time?"
Yu Zhao thought she was crying and complaining to him out of grievance, so he immediately knelt on one knee on the ground, holding her in his arms with one hand, and said in a hoarse voice with guilt and regret: "I'm sorry for making you suffer. I didn't expect Ling Zheng to show up at the Yu Mansion. Don't worry, when you recover from your injury, I will personally take off his head and apologize to you."
She said too much, and Bo Chire's brain went blank. He didn't hear a lot of it clearly. He just kept pushing her and said angrily, "Why are you here while I'm bathing? You rascal!"
Yu Zhao: “…”
Even at this time, Bo Chi was still entangled in such a trivial matter. Yu Zhao was angry and annoyed, and injected a stream of cold internal energy into her body.
When Bo Chi's eyes became clearer, she said cautiously, "This hot spring belongs to me... to me. You used my hot spring without permission. Why can't I come in?"
Bo Chi: “…”
Damn it, this evil cult leader is not only weird, but also has a heart smaller than a needle tip.
She is not as gentle, considerate, kind and generous as her own Yu Zhao at all!
Bo Chi was beating his chest in his heart, but he dared not say anything. He only said weakly, "Well, I'm sorry."
Yu Zhao snorted and raised his hand to carry her out.
Bo Chi immediately resisted: "My clothes are wet, don't touch me, I will come out by myself."
Yu Zhao withdrew his hand unhappily.
Bo Chi pressed the issue further: "You have to turn around, don't peek!"
Yu Zhao finally sneered: "You still have the mind to make such a request, it seems that you don't need me to save you?"
Bo Chi was startled, and pounced in the water, holding her calves with both hands, and asked eagerly: "Master, can you really save me?"
Yu Zhao looked down at her, his eyes swept across her long black hair that swayed like seaweed, and glanced at her body looming in the water. Suddenly, for a moment, he felt that she was as beautiful and alluring as a mermaid, luring the creatures coming to the sea to fall in love with her singing.
"Master?" Bo Chi spoke carefully and seriously, "If you are willing to save me, I will--"
Yu Zhao raised his eyebrows: "Promise yourself to me?"
Bo Chi opened his mouth and whispered, "...I will give you a piece of meat when I eat, chant the mantra for you when you sleep, and wish you a long life when you take a bath."
Yu Zhao: "...Thank you."
Bo Chi smiled sweetly and softly: "You're welcome."
Yu Zhao frowned, unable to bear her silly look any longer, and pulled her out of the water with a sigh.
Bo Chi cried loudly and moved around in her arms, refusing to let her hold him.
Yu Zhao didn't listen to her. He carried her back to the room and rubbed her with a dry cloth, making her dizzy and soon unable to resist.
Putting down the dry cloth, Yu Zhao touched Bo Chi's face.
She had just transferred some cold internal energy to the other party, but not long after, the other party's heat poison came back again, burning the girl's cheeks red.
Yu Zhao was silent for a while, then held up Bo Chi's face with a serious expression: "The Qianjiangxue that I have practiced since childhood is a skill that can restrain the cold poison of Qianyuan Palm. If I want to save you, I can only use a special method to introduce the cold poison into your body and dissolve the heat poison you have been infected with."
As she spoke, she channeled her inner strength into Bo Chi, who struggled to regain some consciousness from the coldness and asked in a panic, "Wait, what do you mean by special method?"
Yu Zhao pursed his lips and didn't tell her. Instead, he tore off a few pieces of cloth from her clothes, tied her slender hands to the head of the bed, and gently covered her eyes.
Darkness enveloped her thin wings, and she huddled and sobbed, "Don't... don't touch me."
Yu Zhao touched her face and said softly, "Just bear with it."
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