Portable Space: The Peasant Princess

"It's Yan Mo's people again!" Gu Panxia said angrily through gritted teeth.

Ji Yue frowned and said: "Girl, the young master suffered serious internal injuries. If Ji Yue hadn't brought the divine water with him at that time, I'm afraid..."

Gu Panxia looked at the still closed door, bit her lip and said, "I'll go in and see him, you guys wait here."

"Girl, you'd better wait here with us. Jiyue is stitching the young master's wounds, so it's best not to disturb him."

"Sew the wound?" Gu Panxia frowned, "Why do we need to sew the wound when the divine water is there?"

It is impossible for them not to be unaware of the function of the spiritual spring. No matter how deep the wound is, it will heal automatically as long as it touches the spiritual spring. Why should Jiyue bother with it?

Bei Ming's eyes flickered a few times, and he looked at her with a hesitation in speaking.

Gu Panxia looked at him displeased, "You'd better tell the truth, otherwise don't blame me, girl, for turning your back on me."

"Tell her."

Zhao Bin, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.

Gu Panxia glanced at him and returned her gaze to Jiyue again.

Jiyue's handsome face suddenly became a bit ferocious. He clenched his fists and said bitterly: "The young master was injured by a man in blue robes. The man didn't know what kind of sharp weapon he used, but it was on the young master's heart." It was a very deep wound, and it could have broken the heart even a little bit. Although the divine water can stop the bleeding, it cannot heal the wound."

"What?!" Gu Panxia narrowed her eyes slightly, "The man in blue robe?"

Ji Yue nodded, "Yes, that man was wearing a blue robe and his hood was pulled down so low that we couldn't see his face clearly. Moreover, he seriously injured the young master with just one move."

Mu Qing on the side said thoughtfully: "The young master's martial arts are among the best in the entire martial arts world, but he is vulnerable in front of that blue-robed man. When did such a person appear in the world? Why didn't even Ziyun Sect receive it?" information?"

Gu Panxia suddenly thought of the blue-robed man that Senior Lonely had spoken about when she was in Phantom City, and the previous speculations of the city guard elders, and her heart sank.

If that person is really from the Qingxuan Continent, then what is his purpose in coming to the Wuming Continent?

The city guard elder has now been reduced to the level of Bai Ling, and the man in blue robe has most likely reached the level of Bai Ling.

The city guard elders couldn't beat him, and he himself was no more than Zi Ling, let alone him.

"Don't run around these days, and don't search for the whereabouts of Murong Bai and Murong Hua."

After Gu Panxia finished speaking, he ignored Ji Yue's stop, gently pushed the closed door open, walked in, and closed the door again.

When Jiyue heard the sound of opening the door, the hand holding the needle paused slightly, and then continued the movement in her hand.

Gu Panxia approached with gentle steps, only to see the candle on the table burning, while Ji Yue was sitting on the bed, holding a needle and warming it on the candle from time to time, and then lowered her head and was busy again.

Lying on the bed was a man with a pale face. His eyes were closed, his lips were white, and his chest was open. There was a hideous wound across his chest. Half of the wound had been sewn up, and the other half was still open. It was shocking.

Gu Panxia only felt her heart being grasped by something, and then squeezed hard. The pain made her eyes suddenly wet. She bit her lower lip tightly to prevent herself from whimpering.

Jiyue didn't raise her head or make a sound. She looked at the man's wound intently, and the needle in her hand passed through the man's flesh steadily and quickly, suturing the wound.