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"Zi-"
There was a strange blush at the end of his eyes.
The purple-clothed coach stiffly twisted his head off, his abdomen was pierced by a long sword, and blood was dripping.
"who are you… "
The hegemony that is within reach is on the verge of failure, and even himself is on the verge of death, but the purple-clothed coach has a strange sense of satisfaction in his heart, and he has no regrets at the fact that he can die at the hands of this man.
Yu Wuxue maintained her usual indifference, sheathing her sword.
Compared to the dying commander in purple, Jianxiu in white is not much better. His white robe has long been stained with blood in the fierce battle. Fighting against the Demon Gate Alliance with his own strength, the end was even more tragic than imagined. He received more than 150 injuries, seven of which were almost fatal, and two of them were engraved on the Lingfu, almost making him Died on the spot.
Fortunately, the victory and defeat have been divided at this time.
He lost most of the generals, and now the commander's life is dying, and the rest of the soldiers are fighting and fleeing in all directions.
The pain rose and fell like scales, Yu Wuxue's eyes turned black, and she also spewed out a mouthful of blood, and her footsteps faltered.
He is at the end of his strength and can't last long.
Are you going to die
There was a hazy shadow hovering in the depths of his heart, and she, in the bustling crowd, frowned at him, stretched out her hand, and said, "There are so many people, brother Jianxiu will lead me."
Yu Wuxue remembered that she refused at that time.
Only this time, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand, wanting to grant her wish.
What he touched was viscous and warm liquid, his blood.
At this moment, he suddenly realized faintly.
The master often said that the disciples of Yumen were not emotional, and wanted him to learn from those saints who achieved Taoism and become immortals, and comprehend the way of forgetting love. But forgetting love is not thin, let alone ruthless, but the ultimate love, not for love, not for love, not for love, not for the past, not for the future, she is safe, she is here, he is satisfied, and does not ask for more.
Yu Wuxue closed her eyes, waiting for the final judgment.
"Small, be careful—"
Before the purple-clothed coach died, his eyelids, which were gradually closing, opened suddenly because of too much fear, and a slender but ghostly figure was reflected inside. He wanted to remind Yu Wuxue, but the other party had long been immersed in the mysterious detachment of life and death, so he didn't care what happened around him.
Yu Wuxue felt a flash of snow light, her eyes hurt, and then she fell unconscious.
A bloody hand tremblingly grasped the corner of the skirt.
The other party seemed to chuckle lightly.
"Don't worry, I won't let him die."
Immediately, the surroundings fell into boundless silence.
"Junior brother! Junior brother, wake up—"
A familiar voice came faintly from afar.
He tried to open his eyes, but the pain was extremely severe. Before he knew it, the sweat on his body soaked the brocade quilt, burning like a fire, numb from the pain.
"Junior brother! Junior brother is awake! Master, come quickly!"
Immediately there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, and someone dipped a muslin in water and carefully soaked his dry lips.
Then, putting an old hand on his hot forehead, he asked him with concern, "Wuxue, how are you feeling?"
Pain, so painful that the internal organs seemed to burst in an instant.
besides…
"Cough, master, it's...it's dark..." Why don't you light the lamp
An awkward silence filled the surroundings.
Two major events have recently occurred in the world of comprehension. The first thing is that after more than 600 years, the Demon Sect finally ushered in a supreme being after the madman Situ, who was also the first female ruler of the Taishi Continent. The second is the sudden fall of the peerless genius of Jianmen. Not only was his body abolished, but his double pupils were also doomed, and the momentum of Jianmen also fell to the freezing point.
Some people sigh and some people gloat.
Some people even bet on when the once legend committed suicide.
When you are on the altar, all directions are bright, and the road is naturally smooth.
But when you fall into the trough, the huge gap between the inconsistency of the world can drive people crazy.
"Brother, it's important for you to cultivate, so you don't have to visit me every day."
There was a strong smell of medicine soaked in the house, his brows were not wrinkled, his face was very calm. His eyes were covered with a white ribbon half a finger wide, which made his cheeks extraordinarily white.
"Senior brother has practiced, but he is not lazy!" The fat elder scratched his head and smiled innocently, "Isn't this itchy mouth? I wanted to find someone to chat with. But the senior brother thought I was too annoying, so he kicked me here It's gone." He pretended to complain, "Brother has become more and more cruel recently, and it doesn't matter how serious he is, my ass is bruised!"
Yu Wuxue listened quietly, occasionally saying a few words, as usual, as if the blind person was not him.
The fat elder babbled for a long time, but when he saw that it was getting late, he asked someone to serve hot dishes, and he continued to pick up dishes for him.
The younger brother lowered his head and chewed slowly.
Suddenly, he asked, "Brother, can I lose my sight in the future with my eyes?"
The fat elder's hand trembled, and the chicken fell to the soup plate, and he avoided it with a quick reaction.
But today's junior did not hide, splashed all over his face, and there were scallions and egg flowers on it.
He seemed to be stunned for a while, then slowly reached out and touched his face.
The fat elder's breathing was stagnant, and he stood up immediately, hurriedly trying to wipe his face, but his body was huge, and his movements were so fast that the soup on the table lost its balance, and a Gu medicine soup fell directly on Yu Wuxue's body. body.
When he heard the sound, he subconsciously wanted to catch it, but he forgot that the meridian in his wrist had just been connected, and he was not flexible. The stewed Gu hit the wrist bone, he frowned slightly, his lips were tightly closed, and he didn't make any sound of pain.
"Master, brother, I'm sorry, brother didn't do it on purpose..."
The fat elder grumbled, his eye circles turning red.
His junior brother was supposed to be the supreme being worshiped by thousands of people, but now, he is weaker than ordinary people, as if he could die at any moment.
"fine."
Yu Wuxue's lips were pale, "I didn't catch it myself."
Seeing him like this, the fat elder couldn't help but gritted his teeth, feeling worthless. He was one of the few who knew the reason for his junior brother's serious injury, but that woman became the supreme through his junior brother, but these days she only thought about cleaning up the house, and didn't care about her junior brother's life or death at all!
"No."
As if penetrating into his thoughts, he spoke coldly.
"Junior Brother—"
Fat senior brother couldn't help being wronged by his little junior brother, "You're already like this, why are you still obsessed with it? She's clearly using you! Now you're useless, so I just kicked you away. Why!"
"I owe her."
"I owe her a ghost! It's just a small broken snake. Another day I will grab ten or eight and throw her in the face!"
"Brother, you overestimate yourself."
"No, junior brother, which side are you on?" The fat elder went crazy.
"At the table."
"..."
The fat elder resigned to his fate to clean up the mess, and wanted to change his junior brother's clothes, but was rejected without exception.
Junior brother is like this, never bothering others.
He couldn't help but want to sigh, but felt that this was not good, so he held it back, pretending to say goodbye in a brisk tone, saying that he would come to Cengfan tomorrow.
Yu Wuxue nodded, "It's up to you."
Close the door, the wind and snow are quiet.
He groped to the closet and took out a brand new set of clothes. He was not very skilled in the technique and put them on very slowly.
Also tied the wrong knot.
Why would he know
Because someone corrected him.
A pair of warm hands patiently untied the knot and re-tied it for him. Yu Wuxue's hand was still frozen in the air, slowly hanging down. He didn't ask when she came, nor what she was going to do, and the atmosphere was very stagnant and dull.
"I'm sorry." She said softly.
There was another silence.
What should he say
Blame her for being impulsive, ushering in the evil door's covetousness, and then directing the tragedy of the death of a genius
Or did she blame her for bringing him back to Jianmen from the battlefield even though she was seriously injured, so that his life could continue, but he became a blind trash from then on
If she hadn't saved him then, and let him die in that sea of blood and corpse mountain, it would be great.
If he dies at the most prosperous age, he will still be the pride of the master and the immortal revered by the world, instead of dragging down the prestige of the master and causing the master and senior brothers to fall into endless chaos. blame yourself. The more careful they were with him, the more guilty he felt.
"Don't keep talking." She lowered her head and pulled his sleeve, like a child after getting into trouble, and obediently admits her mistake, "Whether you hit me or scold me, my life is yours."
"I don't believe it." He said slowly, a little coldly.
"What, what?" She was stunned.
"I don't believe you will die for me."
She is the empress above ten thousand people, and he is a useless wreck.
The other party was expressionless, "So, put away your false guilt, I don't need it. Sympathy for the weak has always been the game of the superior. If your majesty has not forgotten the credit for Wuxue's help in the past, don't make these temptations nonsense drama—”
Before he could finish speaking, a cold object was stuffed into his hand.
"This is ecstasy. It is highly poisonous. It destroys the body first, and then destroys the soul." She looked directly at the other person's face and said loudly, "If you want it, I can give it to you now."
Yu Wuxue clenched her hands tightly.
"If you don't do it, I'll do it myself." She snatched it away.
"Pffff—"
The sharp blade sank into the flesh.
He grabbed the sharpest edge of the knife, blood slid down his wrist and into his sleeve.
"You! What are you doing!" Lin Lang pinched his wrist bone angrily, and took out the Hidden Blade carefully.
The strange thing about ecstasy is that it is a sharp weapon for cultivators, but it is just a sharp dagger for ordinary people. Its poison only works on people with mana.
Lin Lang immediately turned over the gauze and ointment and bandaged him up.
Yu Wuxue bowed his head, his eyes were covered with silk, they were pitch black, and he couldn't see anything.
The residual warmth in her palm was extremely hot.
Lost vision, but other senses are more sensitive.
She is very fragrant.
"Does it still hurt?" the woman asked distressedly.
He tried to withdraw his hand, but was gently pulled by the other party, and landed on her cheek.
The opponent's fingers curl slightly.
The innocent Tiandao father was obviously nervous.
Lin Lang unconsciously rubbed his long fingers, sliding from the eyebrows to behind the ears, and then gradually down to the neck, next to the collarbone.
He woke up with a start and immediately backed away.
Unexpectedly, there was a bed at the back, and this time Lin Lang also rolled into it.
"I-I'm not—"
The white-clothed swordsman finally showed a trace of cracks on his perennially iceberg and expressionless face.
However, the other party did not stand up immediately after falling as he thought - he was no longer "useful", and she was an empress, so there was no need to waste extra time and energy on him.
She is docile and soft lying on the chest of a normal man, like a shy and timid pink and white crabapple, her waist is surprisingly slender, and it will break when rubbed.
The implication is self-evident.
There was a lot of wind and snow outside, and a ray of bright and clean light was occasionally thrown away.
"You... don't..." His voice was hoarse, stubbornly resisting the final invasion.
She raised her head and lightly touched his lips, as if shy, she buried her head softly in the socket of his shoulder, the breath from the tip of her nose made his skin hot.
He turned over suddenly, put his hands on her shoulders, his black hair was disheveled, his eyes were covered with white silk, and his lips were thin, revealing a delicate and fragile beauty.
After hesitating for a moment, he tentatively bit Lin Lang's lip.
She still didn't refuse.
Even the gates of the city were opened wide to welcome the king.
So he sealed it with a kiss, devouring the last begging for mercy.
The hunters are tireless, depriving them layer by layer, frantically plundering the rich flesh and blood.
He first imprisoned her hand, and later he became more domineering and wanted to dominate her everything.
He wants her to be happy, angry, sad, and happy because of him, and to depend on him.
The barren desert, barren of grass, miraculously revived, and everything grew wildly here.
later…
Lin Lang was a little numb.
She just wanted to ask a question.
May I ask when will the fire of the old house be mercifully extinguished? Isn't three days and three nights enough for him to burn! ! !