The delicate boy I picked up after traveling through the book is a big devil

Chapter 155 Consequences

"Do you like it?" Qingling asked.

Song Yu nodded: "It looks very good."

The jade pendant is half the size of a palm and fits perfectly when hung around the waist.

"Yeah, it looks very nice." Qingling said to Song Yu.

Song Yu sensed something and looked up at him. Their eyes met and the atmosphere gradually became heated.

Qingling slowly lowered his head. Song Yu looked at his enchanting face and his heart skipped a beat.

"I want to rest." Song Yu said, and was about to step away, but was grabbed by Qing Ling's shoulder.

Song Yu closed his eyes tightly and waited for a long time, but the expected feeling did not come.

She slowly opened her eyes and saw Qingling tilting his head, removing the bandage from her neck.

Qing Ling said with a barely perceptible amusement in his voice, "We need to change the dressing, otherwise it will leave scars."

Song Yu felt a surge of anger in his heart for some reason and said, "It's just a minor injury. It will heal faster if it's not bandaged."

Although Qingling heard it, he still carefully applied medicine to Song Yu again and bandaged him.

"Okay." Qingling said.

Song Yu pushed him away and said, "Okay, just go out. Remember to close the door."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the bed without giving Qing Ling any extra glances.

However, after taking only two steps, her arm was grabbed, and she felt dizzy and fell into a strong embrace.

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The sun rose, the morning light was just beginning to appear, Song Yu got up, and the air was slightly cool with moisture.

After changing clothes and getting out of bed, she opened the door, and the maids who brought toiletries came in one by one.

After washing up and having breakfast, Song Yu went to find Ye Shuangbai.

Qing Ling said he wanted to go into seclusion for seven days, so she didn't just want to accompany him. She had to ask Ye Shuangbai if there was anything she needed to do or if she could help.

Qingling was also preparing for seclusion. Seven days was not too short and a lot could be done.

Especially now, when martial artists all over the world are watching covetously.

The news that the leader of the evil cult is not dead yet has almost spread everywhere.

It was almost the same, but the remnants of the Demon Cult, who had scattered like monkeys when the tree fell, also learned the news.

The sluggish atmosphere resurfaced once again, and the martial arts world was shrouded in a tense atmosphere.

All the sects and schools were exchanging information with each other and trying to find out what each other would do next.

Should they sit back and wait for the resurrected leader of the Demon Cult to settle old scores, or should they take the initiative and catch the Demon Cult off guard before it fully recovers?

Song Yu didn't know about these things. When Qingling was receiving information from various places at Zhao Zhou, he did it without Song Yu's knowledge.

Since Song Yu didn't ask, he didn't say anything, but he didn't fool around either. This way it couldn't be considered cheating, nor could it be considered breaking his previous promise.

Song Yu’s biggest worry now is Qingling’s health.

She didn't realize how big a problem this was until she learned the truth about the treatment and heard the treatment process from Ye Shuangbai.

The reason for the seven-day retreat is because Ye Shuangbai wants to clear all the meridians and acupoints in Qingling's body.

The human body has a total of 12 meridians, eight extraordinary meridians, and 720 acupoints, including 36 fatal points.

These meridian acupuncture points must be injected with silver needles. If you are not careful, saving a life can turn into losing a life.

But this is already the safest treatment method, and in this world, only Ye Shuangbai dares to perform this treatment.

"Is there really no other way?" After learning about the treatment process, Song Yu tried to get a safer method from Ye Shuangbai.

Ye Shuangbai said: "Yes, but from now on, the leader can only be an ordinary person."

Song Yu hesitated for a moment and then asked, "Does Qingling know?"

Ye Shuangbai said: "The leader naturally knows."

Song Yu was about to say something when Ye Shuangbai seemed to have read her mind and spoke before her: "Given the current situation, if he becomes an ordinary person because of this, he will definitely not be able to leave Tianshu City alive."

Song Yu swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue. She knew what Ye Shuangbai meant.

Although she has been deliberately ignoring it these past few days, and their relationship seems to have eased a lot, the truth will never disappear just because of avoidance.

Qing Ling couldn't get away unscathed before completing his plan.

There are only two ways for him to spend his old age in peace. One is that, as he planned, the Qingyang Sect and the Wulin Alliance sign an alliance and will not interfere with each other from then on, on the condition that the Qingyang Sect is cleared of the charges.

This is a big game, and one wrong move could lead to failure.

There is another way, which is for him to follow Song Yu home, but this method is nothing but wishful thinking.

"What can I do?" Song Yu asked.

Ye Shuangbai was a little surprised to see that Song Yu seemed to have figured it out. He thought Song Yu would be so worried that he would be at a loss, and might act rashly even after listening to what he said.

But I didn't expect that she would accept it so easily.

In this case, it would be better to have an extra helper.

"I can do a lot." Ye Shuangbai said.

Next, he told Song Yu about the things she could help with during the retreat.

Song Yu also promised that he would absolutely obey Ye Shuangbai during the treatment.

They were so engrossed in the discussion that Song Yu didn't even notice Qing Ling coming. He was still organizing his notes.

Qingling walked in front of her, and the shadow cast by his body blocked Song Yu's sight, allowing her to raise her head.

"Why are you here?" Song Yu asked.

Qingling said, "Come to find you."

Song Yu rubbed his stiff neck and glanced out the window casually, only to realize how time had passed.

"It's so late?" Song Yu looked at the dusk outside the window.

"What are you looking at? You seem so engrossed." Qing Ling's eyes fell on the booklet in Song Yu's hand.

Song Yu shook the book in his hand and said, "Notes, Ye Shuangbai said, these are all I can do."

Qing Ling reached out, took it and flipped through it. After reading it, he said, "No need. I will arrange everything when the time comes. You just need to wait for me."

"Not good." Song Yu rejected it outright, then snatched the booklet away and said, "I can do more than just wait for you."

Qing Ling was stunned for a moment before he reacted and explained anxiously: "Ayu, that's not what I meant."

Song Yu raised his hand to interrupt him and said, "No need to explain, I know, I just want to say that I am not the only one you can protect, I can also help you."

Qing Ling looked at Song Yu and nodded: "Yes, I know, I have always known it."

Qing Ling's eyes were unusually warm. Seeing him like this, Song Yu hesitated and asked, "If, if Ye Shuangbai fails, you, you know you might..." die.

Song Yu didn't finish her words. She found that she could no longer say that word to Qing Ling without any scruples.

"I know," Qingling knew what Song Yu wanted to say because he saw a hint of panic in Song Yu's eyes.

"Ayu, nothing will happen to you. I won't die because I can't bear to leave you." He blurted out his true feelings.