You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chang Qing observed that these people all had the strength of Yanluo Realm, and if he went up, he would be just asking for his death.

He could only shake his head and say to Jiao Cang on another branch: "Kill those people and I'll give you an extra meal tomorrow!"

Jiao Cang, who was originally concentrating on gnawing on a bone, immediately became much more energetic after hearing these words.

With a 'woooo' he rushed out.

Soon, the sound of fighting was heard. Chang Qing didn't want to care, but he killed that group of people and left the woman alone. Even if they were in the same group, she would be alone and could not cause any trouble.

Chang Qing broke off a branch and poked the fallen woman. Seeing that the woman didn't react, he breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed the woman's wrist, and began to check her injuries.

Chang Qing's brows gradually frowned. There were toxins in the woman's body, which were constantly eroding her body. In addition, she had suffered multiple internal injuries, so her overall condition was not optimistic.

Changqing was relieved instead, proving that the woman was not an accomplice of those people.

If it was an accomplice, he wouldn't have been injured so badly. After all... he was almost dead.

While the woman was unconscious, Chang Qing used the 'Qingtian Nianqing Jue' to help her stabilize her condition. He did not provide excessive treatment. After all, his own secret technique was too powerful and should not be exposed.

At this time, Jiao Cang came back with a few bloodstains on his body, looking unsatisfied.

He placed the woman on Jiaocang's back and walked towards his residence. Looking at the battle field, he saw several figures lying there and blood flowing. Changqing walked forward and collected some spoils, including hundreds of miscellaneous spirit stones, gold, silver, jewelry, and several unknown pills.

Chang Qing nodded, with a somewhat thick skin, and muttered to himself: "Finally, I have some assets in Lingrantian!"

No matter whether it is earned through your own hard work or not, it belongs to you now.

Burying these people is a way of thanking the 'boy who brings wealth'.

Looking at the unconscious woman on the bed, Jiao Cang was a little angry. After all, that was where he usually lay.

After patting Jiaocang on the shoulder to comfort him, Changqing closed his eyes and began his daily practice.

Jiao Cang had no choice but to find another clean place to sleep, and he hummed before going to bed to express his dissatisfaction.

After daybreak, Chang Qing went out to pick some herbs for healing, boiled them, let them cool, and gave them to the woman. The woman's internal injuries were serious and she was still unconscious, with no signs of waking up.

In this way, Changqing lived a fulfilling life by collecting herbs and decocting them every day and cooking for Jiaocang.

Three days later, Chang Qing suddenly realized, "Am I asking for trouble? When did I ever think that taking care of others is something I should do?"

I patted my face and thought:

"Changqing, Changqing, when did you become so kind again? I've already suffered a loss once, and this woman wanted to fight with me at first."

Chang Qing wiped his face and said to himself: "Forget it, I'll give her the medicine this time and let her fend for herself."

However, after a few days of care, the woman's injuries have recovered a lot, and it won't be a big problem even if she is left alone now.

Changqing was free again. He would play with the birds in the forest and tease the fish in the stream. He felt so comfortable.

However, in his spare time, he would still take the woman's pulse and check on her recovery.

Jiao Cang was still laughing at the side, saying that he clearly didn't want to care, but still couldn't help but show concern, in one word, he was "cheap".

Chang Qing immediately wrestled with Jiao Cang, and was finally pinned down by Jiao Cang and defeated.

After a few more days, the woman's breathing gradually stabilized and it seemed that her injuries had mostly recovered. She might wake up in a day or two.

Finally, after a day, the woman opened her eyes, but her body still could not move freely. She was affected by the toxin and her blood was very weak.

When he saw Changqing coming in, he immediately looked for the dagger to attack, but after searching around, he found the dagger that was used as an axe for chopping wood in the corner of the room.

The woman saw that she was weak all over and her clothes had been changed. She thought that Changqing had drugged her and done something to her. She said angrily:

"Evil thief! What have you done to me! I will kill you!"

After saying this, the woman gathered her spiritual power in her hands and turned it into flying blades, attacking Chang Qing. Chang Qing quickly dodged to the side, avoiding the flying blades that were not very accurate.

Chang Qing was confused. He knew from the woman's expression that she was thinking the wrong thing, so he quickly waved his hand and said:

"Young lady, please don't misunderstand me. Although it is true that I changed the clothes, I am a doctor and have my own professional ethics. This action was to treat the scars on the young lady's body. I had no choice but to do so. Please believe me, fairy."

The woman was still very embarrassed and the spiritual power in her hands was still gathering:

"You haven't done anything wrong, so why are you hiding and trying to make excuses?"

The flying blade stopped and touched Changqing's forehead.

Chang Qing's body trembled slightly, and he looked very scared. Of course, he was pretending at this time. He spoke with a trembling voice:

"Girl, you are a fairy so you can take it head on. I am just a mortal. If I don't dodge, I will die! Please spare my life, fairy!"

A few tears even squeezed out of Changqing's face.

The woman sensed Changqing's body and found that there was indeed no fluctuation in his cultivation, so she relaxed her vigilance, and the flying blade formed by spiritual energy dissipated.

As for how Changqing concealed his cultivation, not long ago, Changqing accidentally discovered the additional effect of the "Qingtian Nianqing Jue".

When the experiment just started, Jiao Cang suddenly noticed that Chang Qing's cultivation fluctuations disappeared, and thought that Chang Qing was useless again. Jiao Cang cried out in anxiety. When he learned that Chang Qing was fine, he knew that he was fooled, and bit Chang Qing on the butt!

Looking at Chang Qing, who was wearing thin clothes and had pure eyes, and didn't look like she was lying at all, I suddenly felt a sense of guilt.

The woman suddenly felt a little ashamed:

"I really deserve to die! I actually doubted such a kind-hearted boy. Moreover, this kid saved me. Is this how I treat my savior?!"

The woman coughed lightly to cover up her embarrassment and said:

"Forget it, little pharmacist, considering that you cure diseases and save lives, I will forgive you for changing my clothes. Remember not to mention this to anyone else, otherwise..."

The woman clenched her fist and threatened.

Chang Qing nodded quickly, but he was thinking in his heart, this woman was so smart when she escaped from the fight that day, but why did her IQ seem to have dropped after waking up? She was so easy to trust others. Finally, he made an evaluation of this woman - she was inexperienced.

The woman was weak and temporarily unable to move, so she drove Chang Qing out. After Chang Qing left, her aura changed and she returned to her calm demeanor. She looked back inside the house.

Only two words come to mind: "Fun!"

Then he thought about the performance just now, nodded with satisfaction, and boasted: "Good acting."

The woman stayed there temporarily.

The woman was very wary and had hardly eaten anything for several days, which made Changqing nod in praise, but... Changqing grinned, no one could escape the delicious food of Jiuyu.

Changqing shot a few pheasants from the forest, looked at the woman's tightly closed door, and gave a wicked smile. Half an hour later, a strange fragrance spread among the ruins. The smell was so strong that people couldn't help swallowing their saliva.