Chapter 35: Good show

And at this time, Bingling, who was lying on the roof with Beitang and watching the situation in the house with breathlessness, was also cruelly despising the emperor in his heart! Hearing this, she couldn't help muttering in her mouth:
"Damn! What kind of emperor is this? It's just a bastard! A simple interrogation insisted that he be disturbed. The answer was not found, but the criminal was almost wiped out by him." I really don't know how the beauty mother could do it. Be fascinated by such a person.
Fortunately, she left the last sentence and swallowed it back into her stomach.
Her words were so small that most people couldn't hear them, and they sounded like mosquito buzzing in Bingling. But for the powerful sword demon and emperor of martial arts, it is no different from a tweeter.
Knowing that the words came from Bingling, the sword demon's brows were raised unconsciously, and the corners of his mouth were gently pulled to both sides.
The emperor who didn't know the situation heard someone openly eavesdrop and blame himself. It is natural to think that the person must have stolen it. As a result, he pulled the mechanism in the jade fan with a thunderous speed. Yau, a fan bone shot towards the sound source on the roof like lightning...
"Be careful, Bing'er!" Zhuge Linfeng didn't expect this seemingly cynical evil monarch to hide his martial arts. When he found out, it was too late to stop. He could only shout at the roof to remind him, and at the same time, he shot the emperor's jade fan that was still firing hidden weapons outwards.
"Ah!" A shrill cry came from the roof, followed by the sound of "rusting" rolling down from the tile surface.
Upon hearing the sound, the sword demon retreated from the offensive, and the figure flashed out the window.
The emperor realized that he had hit the wrong person at the moment the sword demon waved him angrily. But the arrow was off the string, and he couldn't help it. Suffering for a moment, he followed the sword demon and flew out.
It's just that they all ignored the fact that the queen had been relieved.
After being stunned by the sudden change in front of her eyes, the queen found that the emperor and the sword demon had already left the hall. She immediately got up and rushed to the main position two steps away. I quickly pressed the mechanism on the back of the chair, and the seat cushion of the chair was immediately separated automatically. A delicate wooden box suddenly appeared inside. She took out the contents of the box and hid them in her sleeves as quickly as possible. The chair was restored to its original shape, and she returned to her original position and knelt down.
All these actions were completed by the queen in the blink of an eye, which shows that her mental quality is really not low.
When the sword demon held Xiao Bingling, who was shivering with fright, and returned to the main hall with the emperor and Beitang. Nothing seemed to have changed in the hall, the queen still bowed her head and knelt down sobbing, the prime minister still staring at the sword demon with his eyes. Lynch still looked dull.
"Where did Bing'er hurt?" Back in the hall, the sword demon immediately placed Bingling in the large wooden chair in the main seat. While looking at the injuries on her body, he asked with concern.
"Master! It hurts me, okay!" Beitang rushed to reply, pulling up his sleeves, exposing the blood wound on his arm. After speaking, he glared at the murderer and snorted coldly:
"Huh! Fortunately, my master reminded me in time, and I reacted fast enough to rescue Bing'er from your enmity magic arrow. Otherwise, your arrow would hit Bing'er's heart. "
Speaking of Beitang, he couldn't help shivering, and now speaking of the thrills at the time, he felt his back numb. The gaze staring at the Qinglong Emperor became even colder.
"I'm sorry! I thought it was an assassin, but I didn't know it was you...I will help you with medicine!" Looking at the wound on Beitang's arm, Jun Wu Xie apologized guiltily. He wanted to go forward to help Beitang bandage the medicine, but was pushed away severely.
"Huh! No need! Who knows if your medicine is poisonous?" Pushing away the emperor's hand, Beitang mocked coldly. Then quickly clicked the acupuncture points around the wound. The gurgling blood stopped immediately. Beitang immediately changed a gentle expression to face Xiao Bingling.
Jun Wuxie claims to be mad and unruly, but was speechless by the boy's words and could only shake his head and smile. Because he was rightly cursing, he had to admit that his behavior was indeed a bit of gratitude and revenge.
Take the situation today. Prince Beiyan did not take the opportunity to cause Qinglong to cause civil strife, and then annexed Qinglong in one fell swoop. It's all about benevolence. It is indeed a great kindness that they will save themselves and help them put down the civil strife. However, he accidentally injured others and almost killed the kid.
Thinking of this, Jun Wuxie followed Beitang's gaze and looked at the child in the chair guiltily. I saw that his entire face was covered by the veil, and he couldn't see the expression, but he could tell from his still trembling body that he was really scared.
"Binger! It's okay!" The Sword Demon was gently stroking Xiao Bingling's head and soothing softly.
Bing Ling seemed to be unable to hear their voices at all, and the little body half lying on the chair was still shaking slightly. She was really terrified, not because of that arrow. She didn't even know about the dark arrow.
The reason she screamed was because she was suddenly pushed by Beitang next to her, and she was so frightened that she rolled off the sloping roof without any preparation. Acrophobia has been her Achilles’ heel since her previous life, but in this life she was carried by a beautiful lady since she was a child, flying high in the sky. And because she has always been dedicated to this Maoming. That's why I dared to follow the sword demon master and apprentice to play aerial acrobatics like climbing cliffs. But even so, she always closed her eyes. I never dared to open my eyes and look down.
"Brother! Your senior brother is bleeding? Don't you help me with medicine?" Seeing that Bingling hadn't recovered from the fright, Beitang stretched out his injured arm in front of Xiao Bingling. Said in an almost coquettish tone.
Bingling twitched suddenly as his eyes touched the gorgeous bright red. Finally awoke from the nightmare. Yau, Bingling straightened his upper body. Reaching out and grabbing the arm, he asked in shock:
"What's the matter? Why are you hurt?"
It means that I was okay if you pushed me down. Are you hurt?
"You don't know what's going on? Didn't you hear what we just said?" Beitang asked, somewhat dumbfounded.
Not only was he dumbfounded, but several others were also surprised by Bingling's reaction.
Bingling didn't feel that there was anything wrong with her question, she glanced at Beitang coldly, and said confidently:
"Nonsense! Do you know how to ask?"
After ignoring Beitang's reaction, he began to examine his wounds seriously. And mumbled pathological analysis.
"The wound was one inch deep and five inches long. It happened to be on the muscular biceps, so it didn't hurt the bones. At first glance, it was hurt by a sharp weapon. The blood has stopped, but the medicine can't be saved... ...."
After the rash was confirmed, Bingling quickly took out the medicine, needle thread, bandage and other necessary items from her pocket. Skillfully thread the needle and lead, then open a potion and wash the wound with cotton medicine dipped in the potion. Then pick up the needle with thread and prepare to start sewing...
"Wait!" Seeing that Bingling's flesh was about to be sewn as clothing, Beitang couldn't help but interrupted her movement.
"What are you doing?" Bingling asked, looking up, seeing Beitang shivering. She immediately explained clearly:
"It's summer. If the wound is wrapped too tightly, it will become inflamed. If the wrap is loose, it will be easy to split. So the best solution is to sew it up. And after the injury, the scar will not be so obvious."
"Isn't it just a little injury? It's like how serious it is. Besides, I'm a big man, I'm afraid of scars!" Beitang pouted and replied disapprovingly. At the same time, I want to retract my arm to prevent the ice from messing.
Bingling grabbed the injured arm trying to escape and asked faintly:
"Aren't you afraid? Are you afraid of pain? Still worry about my medical skills? You should have seen me perform more troublesome surgery for Xiao Jiangxin!"
"You, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, stop talking nonsense. I, even if I'm afraid!" Beitang hurriedly denied. Although Bingling had already seen Bingling's ability to stitch Xiao Jiangxin's wounds with needles, the feeling that the needle hadn't pierced his body was completely different.
"This is called no silver in this place!" Bing Ling continued fiercely.
"You, you sew it!" To show that you are a man, to prove that you are no better than the six-finger baby. Beitang closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and offered his arm out.
Bingling's suture technique is world-class, although it has not been used for many years. However, she spends an hour or two embroidering every day to practice needlework. I saw her swiftly threading needles and wires layer by layer on the wound.
Apart from the fact that the Sword Demon did not respond, the few people on the side, including those who were waiting to die, were all dumbfounded and dumbfounded by this Bing Ling's healing technique!
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