Sang Xinghe unfolded the iron fan in his hand to block the long whip thrown by Yuci, and in the next instant, his iron fan was entangled by Yuci's long whip and could not be pulled. Yuci pulled hard on his wrist, and the iron fan in Sang Xinghe's hand was pulled over by him. Upon seeing this, he smiled contemptuously, and was about to slap Sang Xinghe's chest with a palm.
Shen Jue watched this scene, and her pupils could not help but dilate. No, he can't let Sang Xinghe die. He wanted to run over, but He Queying grabbed his arm tightly. He Queying seemed to be watching the dragon and tiger fight on purpose.
"Stop!" Shen Jue was anxious, and finally shouted.
His voice, which had been silent for a long time, was so hoarse that it was definitely not a good sound.
When Yuci heard the voice, he paused, and then turned to look at Shen Jue.
The next moment, he spit out a mouthful of blood.
The young man who stabbed Yuci was stunned. He didn't expect that he could actually hurt Yuci, but his eyes quickly ignited with excitement, and he hurriedly pulled out his sword. This time he was going to assassinate Yuci directly. , but before he was stabbed, he was sent flying by a palm.
The Right Protector descended from the sky, and with one palm he smashed the person who sneaked up on Yuci, and the big sword in his hand quickly slashed at the people around Yuci. When those people saw that the Right Protector was approaching aggressively, they couldn't help but take a step back, while the Right Protector saw Zhuang quickly grabbed Yuci's arm and pulled the person to escape.
He Queying didn't expect the right guardian to appear, and there was a hint of evil on his face. He let go of Shen Jue and immediately led someone to chase after him. At the banquet, those martial arts officials who met Yuci fled away, and knew in their hearts that today was the best day to kill Yuci. If they missed today, the next day would be Yuci’s day to seek revenge. Almost all chased out.
Sang Xinghe stopped. He looked at Shen Jue for a while, then stretched out his hand and sucked the iron fan on the ground into his hand before walking slowly towards the other party.
He walked up to Shen Jue, first checked the injury on Shen Jue's arm, and then reached out to touch Shen Jue's face, "I remember that you are not this face, disguised?"
Shen Jue tilted her head slightly and avoided Sang Xinghe's hand. He didn't answer Sang Xinghe's words, but tilted his head to look at the wound on his arm, and the knife was still on it. He thought for a while, then reached out and wanted to pull out the knife.
"Don't." Sang Xinghe quickly grabbed Shen Jue's hand that was reaching for the knife, "There is a doctor here, let the doctor handle it."
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The doctor in Tianluo Nunnery carefully inspected the injury on Shen Jue's arm. At first, his dignified expression relaxed a lot. "Fortunately, this knife avoids the bones and muscles, but it looks rather scary, but it must be taken care of." , he was about to take out the knife.
Seeing that Shen Jue's lips were pale, Sang Xinghe couldn't help but ask, "What painkillers are there?"
The doctor thought for a while, "There is a medicine from Heavenly Fairy, which can relieve pain, and there are also in the nunnery, but that medicine is rare, very..."
Hearing this, Sang Xinghe interrupted the doctor directly, "It doesn't matter, just use it. He is weak, and I'm afraid he won't be able to bear the knife later."
The doctor had no choice but to nod and straighten up to get the medicine. Before leaving, he specifically told Shen Jue not to move.
The wound on Shen Jue's arm was still bleeding, and the blood stained most of his sleeves, looking very terrifying. Sang Xinghe saw all this and suddenly grabbed a handful of happy candy from the table.
Sang Xinghe brought Shen Jue into this room. Shen Jue found that the room was full of red, and there were even wine and dragon and phoenix candles on the table. He guessed that this might be Sang Xinghe's marriage room.
"Eat some candy." Sang Xinghe sat down next to Shen Jue. He peeled off a candy wrapper. "I used to eat candy when I was injured, and I feel that eating candy doesn't hurt so much."
"I Have a Scroll of Ghosts and Gods"
Shen Jue looked at the round candy lying in the colored candy wrappers, hesitated for a while, but still stretched out her uninjured hand to pick up the candy and stuff it into her mouth.
The sweetness spread on the tongue in an instant, and it was Shen Jue who couldn't help but cocked the corner of his lower lip.
When he was young, his master Chi Yan always coaxed him with candy, but after he changed his teeth, the master stopped giving him candy, and even ordered his fellow brothers to not give him candy in private. At that time, Shen Jue was very angry. Knowing that the master did this, it was because his fine teeth had almost turned into worms before he changed his teeth. He only remembered the sweetness of the candy, and forgot the time when the pain was so painful that he could not sleep and cry.
The master forcibly gave Shen Jue abstinence from sugar. When Shen Jue grew up and could buy candy by himself, he had forgotten the feeling of eating candy when he was a child, so he would not buy candy on his own initiative.
Sang Xinghe had hardly ever seen Shen Jue laugh, and even the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his eyes couldn't help becoming more gentle, "Like? There are many more here." As he spoke, he continued to drink sugar.
But Shen Jue shook his head slightly.
Sang Xinghe had to stop when he saw this. He put the candy aside and thought about it for a while. He was still ready to talk to Shen Jue to distract the other party, "Your voice is good?"
Shen Jue nodded.
Sang Xinghe smiled gently, "Then can you tell me your name?"
Sang Xinghe didn't get angry when he asked this question and said gently, "It's okay if you don't want to say it, write it to me?"
Shen Jue was silent again.
Sang Xinghe snorted, "If you don't tell me your name, what should I call you?" As he said this, a beautiful smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "Or should I get one for you?"
Shen Jue lowered his eyes, the sweetness of candy still remained in his mouth, and the chattering voice of Sang Xinghe was in his ears. He thought for a while, then suddenly said, "Where is your bride?"
Sang Xinghe paused, and after a while, he said, "Are you talking about the junior brother who faked marriage with me today?"
"Little Junior Sister." Shen Jue raised his head and looked at Sang Xinghe.
When Sang Xinghe heard Shen Jue say these three words, there was a subtle expression on his face, "Little Junior Sister? She should be in her own room." The doctor has returned.
Shen Jue really wanted to know what was going on between Sang Xinghe and his little junior sister, but Sang Xinghe didn't seem to be ready to explain it to him, which made Shen Jue a little annoyed. Anyone who looked at him could see the gloomy expression on his face.
Sang Xinghe pretended not to see it, and only said to the doctor, "Doctor, he has a disguise on his face, I wonder if you can remove it?"
The doctor nodded, and took some time to remove the disguise on Shen Jue's face. After removing the disguise, the doctor took a deep breath and snorted, "This child is too handsome. Well, Xinghe, this compares you."
It was also the first time that Sang Xinghe saw Shen Jue's face clearly. Compared to the doctor's astonishment, he was obviously much calmer, "I can't compare with Xiao Jue as a rough person."
Xiao Jue
Shen Jue couldn't help but look at Sang Xinghe. Does he know his name
The doctor snorted, "It's the first time I've seen someone who compares you to you. You have to pay close attention to this child. I'm afraid that people will be tied up while walking in broad daylight." In the end, he couldn't help it. He reached out to pinch Shen Jue's face, but before he could touch it, Sang Xinghe stopped him.
"Sorry, he is afraid of life." Sang Xinghe looked apologetic.
The doctor retracted his hand in embarrassment when he heard the words, and before leaving, he tried to look at Shen Jue's face.
Outsiders don't know Sang Xinghe, but he grew up watching Sang Xinghe. This dead child looks gentle and polite on the outside, but he is really bad, and he is especially protective of food. When he was a child, a bunch of little ones ate, and no one could rob him. He was beautiful and it was scary to eat.
Tianluo'an's meal is a big pot of rice. The people in the front have a lot of meat, and the people in the back have no meat to eat. However, among his peers, Sang Xinghe, who is not the tallest, eats meat every meal, and still eats it well. Not a lot. There was an older disciple who teased Sang Xinghe and wanted to take the meat out of Sang Xinghe's bowl, but he was hit by the little Sang Xinghe at the time, and the nosebleed came out all of a sudden. Before he could get angry, Sang Xinghe had already Running away with a bowl.
Later, after Sang Xinghe grew up to his teens and was named by the master of the nunnery as a senior brother, this guy seemed to have changed a person. But the doctor understands that a person's deep-rooted habits can't be changed so much, it's just a disguise, but unfortunately no one else can see through Sang Xinghe's disguise.
The doctor rubbed his fingers regretfully and sighed deeply.
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After the doctor left, Sang Xinghe looked at Shen Jue and said, "The clothes are dirty, why don't you take a bath first, and then eat later."
Shen Jue also wanted to take a bath, so he nodded, and Sang Xinghe said, "Your hand is injured, you can't touch the water, why don't I help you?"
What he said was righteous, and even his eyes were very serious.
Shen Jue was a little tired, so he agreed to Sang Xinghe's help. Because he couldn't get wet, Shen Jue stood outside the tub, poured water on him with a water ladle from Sang Xinghe, and then wiped him with a wet towel. When taking a bath, Shen Jue lowered his head slightly, and tied his long hair into a chirp with a hairband, but some pieces of long hair still floated down. He felt a little itchy, so he reached out and tried to grab those broken hairs.
Sang Xinghe caught a glimpse of his movement and said quickly, "I'll help you."
Shen Jue put down his hands again after hearing this.
Sang Xinghe put down the water scoop and reached out to help Shen Jue grab the broken hair, but the broken hair got wet with water and stuck to his neck. Sang Xinghe's fingertips touched Shen Jue's skin. Scroll up and down involuntarily. Seeing that he hadn't done it for so long, Shen Jue disliked Sang Xinghe, so he lowered his head and decided to do it himself.
Sang Xinghe pursed his lower lip and smiled helplessly, so he could only pick up the water ladle again.
After the bath, the night gradually deepened. Sang Xinghe brought Shen Jue back to the room just now. At this time, there was some steaming food on the table.
"You eat first, I'll go out for a while." Sang Xinghe walked away. When they came out of the bath room, a man dressed as a disciple of Tianluan stood not far away and attacked Sang Xinghe. A gesture, Shen Jue thought it had something to do with Yuci.
Yuci fled, I don't know if he was caught or not.
If he is caught, there is only one way to die. If he is not caught, he will be injured for a long time, and he will no longer be able to return to the Shijue Island when he is resigned. The Shijue Island has been controlled by He Queying.
Shen Jue thought about it for a moment and then decided not to. It didn't matter to him whether Yuci died or lived, as long as Sang Xinghe didn't die in Yuci's hands. He looked at the next table of food, and then silently glanced at his injured right hand.
Shen Jue struggled to eat with his left hand, but before he ate much, there was a knock on the door.
"Senior brother, are you there?" A female voice sounded outside.
Shen Jue immediately turned his head when he heard the words, and the door had been pushed open a small slit, and a head emerged from the slit.
The owner of the head saw Shen Jue sitting at the table at a glance, the two looked at each other, and finally the one outside the door spoke first, "I seem to have seen you somewhere." She rolled her eyes, apparently Think back to something. After a while, she snorted, "By the way, in the painting, eh, no, you are wearing women's clothes in the painting."
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