"Ding -" a sound.
Fu Wanqing took a step back, sheathed her sword. She blinked and smiled, "It's a good sword."
The woman's face was extremely pale, she wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, and snorted: "Good swordsmanship!" After finishing speaking, she didn't care about Fu Wanqing anymore, but just glanced at the cabin angrily, Flying away towards the valley.
Fu Wanqing looked at her sweaty palms, and the smile on her lips gradually dissipated. She looked at the disappearing figure, and sighed very lightly. This woman's kung fu is very good, she can pull out the sword, but unfortunately, she still lost.
Fu Wanqing coughed lightly, her eyes were dazzled by the drifting wind and snow, she bent her body like an old person, and walked slowly in the snow. A string of footprints remained, and was quickly buried by the wind and snow. The wind and snow outside hit her face very cold, but Fu Wanqing's heart warmed up a little bit.
With a creak, the door opened. Ye Xueqing came out of the room.
"Is she awake?" "She's gone?"
Ye Xueqing faced the exit of Wanhua Valley and murmured: "Is it snowing?" Before Fu Wanqing could answer, she turned and went back to the house. He is very familiar with the furnishings here, and he doesn't look like a blind person at all. Fu Wanqing followed her in, looked at Yu Shengyan on the bed with her eyes closed, and asked again, "When will she wake up?"
"When it's time to wake up, you will naturally wake up." Ye Xueqing replied softly, "You can take her away, and that person will come again."
Fu Wanqing nodded and said with a smile: "Ghost doctor Ye Xueqing, you shouldn't be so young, are you really Ye Xueqing?"
"Is Ye Xueqing still fake?" Ye Xueqing smiled slightly.
"That man's swordsmanship is very good." Fu Wanqing sat down opposite Ye Xueqing and said again.
"Yes, her swordsmanship is very good." Ye Xueqing nodded, her expression was extremely gentle, and she said, "Unfortunately, she is still not as good as you, more than ten years have passed, she was trapped by the demons, and she has no effort. "
Ye Xueqing is a person with a story.
"who is she?"
"Her name is Jiang Huailuo."
Jiang Huailuo, this is a person who was circulated in the Jianghu more than ten years ago. With the death of the hero Jiang Feng, she gradually disappeared from the sight of the Jianghu. No, rather than saying that she disappeared with Jiang Feng's death, it would be better to say that she disappeared with the ghost doctor Ye Xueqing. Anyone who is associated with words such as "ghost" or "demon" will not be a good person in the eyes of decent Jianghu people. It's just that Ye Xueqing is different from others, she has superb medical skills, which makes those people in the Jianghu have to bow their noble heads in front of her.
Jiang Huailuo is a son of a famous family, and Jiang Feng is also a son of a famous family, but they met the ghost doctor Ye Xueqing by chance.
Jiang Feng died at the hands of a disciple of the Devil's Cult. At that time, Yu Shengyan's father was still the leader. The people of the Baidao Alliance are full of spirits, and the disciples of the Clear Water Sect are not too shy.
"The ghost doctor's thirteen injections can save Jiang Feng. He didn't have to die."
"Why didn't you save him? Are you a member of the Clear Water Sect?"
"No, he's not worth my saving. In the eyes of the Jianghu people, he is a long-established hero, and in Jiang Huailuo's heart, he is a tender and good husband, but in my eyes, he is just a bullying orphan. You hypocrite, he deserves to die." Ye Xueqing's voice became sharper, and the tenderness on her face faded, leaving only a little hysterical madness, "Why is it that I am the only one left in Wanhua Valley? Those were all forced away by Jiang Feng Yes, but unfortunately, I am not the weak woman in his eyes."
Fu Wanqing glanced at Ye Xueqing and said, "Jiang Huailuo hates you."
Ye Xueqing nodded: "Yes, she hates me, otherwise her hair would not be gray, and my eyes would not be blind." After a pause, she continued, "Ten years have passed, and she has never stopped treating me I don't know what she is insisting on, but if I stop insisting, I'm afraid I will feel empty again. She still puts herself in the situation of an upright disciple, and I can only be what she says witch."
Fu Wanqing was listening to Ye Xueqing, her gaze unconsciously turned to Yu Shengyan. Will she and Yu Shengyan also come to this point? Two women, one good and the other evil in the eyes of others. In Ye Xueqing's description, she seemed to see the future of herself and Yu Shengyan. "Aren't you going to die?" She asked softly.
"Yes, I will never die." Ye Xueqing nodded, and said, "There is no Jiang Feng between me and her. We only have each other in our eyes. This kind of obsession may be painful, but it is also happy. Yes. She hates me, and I'm not going to hate her."
Fu Wanqing nodded half understanding, and blurted out the next sentence: "Then do you love her?"
"Love?" Ye Xueqing chuckled, with that gentle look on her face again, she said, "Love, what is love?" Fu Wanqing didn't know how to define love in her heart, but she firmly believed , in Ye Xueqing's world, she has already found her own answer.
"Putting the red silk is really a deadly poison." Ye Xueqing sighed softly.
Fu Wanqing nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, it's terrible, but fortunately you are the ghost doctor, and she woke up."
Yu Shengyan woke up very early, and she heard the conversation between the two of them clearly, but she didn't open her eyes. I fell asleep and had a long, long dream. She dreamed that her hands were stained with Aunt Lou Lan's blood. She dreamed of Lou Kexin who was brought back by her disciples three years ago. The tenderness and beauty. These are not dreams, but replays of past scenes. "Wan Qing..." Yu Shengyan covered his heart and murmured the name in a low voice.
Fu Wanqing swept to the side of the bed, and tightly held Yu Shengyan's hand, her face was deliberately pretending to be calm. She blinked and smiled lightly, "What did you call me just now?"
"Miss Fu." Yu Shengyan blinked and asked again, "What day is today?"
"You don't care what day he is!" Fu Wanqing snorted coldly. Staring at Yu Shengyan's face, she suddenly understood, let go of Yu Shengyan's hand abruptly, took a few steps back, and smiled mockingly, "The three-month deadline has passed, but you can never get the freedom you want You have to make up for double the time you spent sleeping."
Yu Shengyan lifted the quilt and slid off the couch. The cold wind made her shiver. She walked slowly to Fu Wanqing, took her hand, and said softly, "I'm sorry for making you worry."
Fu Wanqing twitched her hand, unable to break free from Yu Shengyan's strength, she turned her head away, bit her lip and sneered, "Who is worried about you? I'm just afraid that you will die, and no one will compare swords with me. A little bit A small poison or medicine can kill you, and it will embarrass me if I say it!"
"En." Yu Shengyan nodded, looking at Fu Wanqing with a smile.
Fu Wanqing's ears were a little red, she withdrew her hands and shrank them into her sleeves, straightened her neck and said, "Well, what, the Baidao Alliance lost, and you Bishui Sect also lost, don't you care about your goodness?" Is the whereabouts of the senior sister?"
"She's not dead." Yu Shengyan's smile subsided slightly, and she said softly.
"Yes, she's not dead. I want her to die." Fu Wanqing said viciously, "No one in this world who offends me, Fu Wanqing, can still be safe. She wants to kill me, why can't I Attack her? As for your promise, I have nothing to do with it. I tell you that Lou Kexin is trapped in the Wuji Palace. If you have the ability to save her by yourself. Of course, if we meet in the Wuji Palace, I will kill her. you."
Yu Shengyan smiled lightly, and replied, "You always wanted to kill me."
Fu Wanqing suddenly became annoyed, and shouted loudly: "Yu Shengyan, do you have a heart? I, I—" Her lips were pressed against by a hand, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her wet eyes made people feel heartbroken pity. Yu Shengyan saw Fu Wanqing with this appearance more than once, but never once did his heart beat as strongly as this time. Could it be that he walked around in front of the gate of hell and discarded all the ice in his heart
"Although I was poisoned and fell asleep, I couldn't wake up, but I could hear your voice from the beginning to the end." Yu Shengyan said softly. The spoiled and awkward Miss Fu is somewhat cute in this way. "Thirty years is actually not a long time. I'm afraid it will be Miss Fu, you will regret it first, right?"
Fu Wanqing snorted and did not answer.
Ye Xueqing always sat quietly on the side, so quiet that people could hardly notice her existence.
"Thank you ghost doctor for saving your life." Yu Shengyan said gratefully to Ye Xueqing.
"You should thank her." Ye Xueqing shook her head and chuckled, "The so-called good and evil in the Jianghu are vain, as long as you are not fascinated by all vulgar things, you are the right way. What about being born in a decent family? What about being born in a demon sect? Just be yourself. Go, don't follow in my footsteps..." Ye Xueqing's last words dissipated in the cold air.
Fu Wanqing waved towards her, without saying anything, she walked into the wind and snow holding Yu Shengyan's hand.
The cabin is far behind, and the world is vast and lonely.
The hair was stained with snowflakes, as if it had turned white in an instant.
Fu Wanqing let go of Yu Shengyan's hand, bent down and picked up a handful of snow and threw it towards Yu Shengyan's face.
Yu Shengyan, who just woke up, was still a little weak. She staggered while avoiding the ball of snowball, and almost fell into the snow. She was hugged by Fu Wanqing's waist, and a sly smile flashed across her lips. She pulled Fu Wanqing and fell to the ground together. She wiped the snowflakes between Fu Wanqing's eyebrows with her fingertips, and she chuckled lightly. , asked: "Aren't you afraid of the cold?"
Forget everything, they are just themselves.