"You?" Han Xuanhao looked at the young man who had left and returned with an unknown secret in his heart. "Why are you back!" Han Xuanhao made his face look unconcerned, and he seemed to be back to that enchanting one again. myself, but some things are already different.
Shang Wuxin did not answer, but held the herbal medicine in his hand and placed it in front of Han Xuanhao.
Han Xuanhao was a little surprised when he looked at these herbs for healing wounds. Looking at this young man who seemed to be very thin and very noble, he even knew about these herbs. At this moment, Han Xuanhao was a little curious about the identity of this young man, and most of the time his curiosity was The beginning of a feeling.
Han Xuanhao didn't expect this indifferent and weird boy to apply medicine to him. He used to hate someone touching him, but now he thinks that if this young man will apply medicine to him, Han Xuanhao has an indescribable feeling in his heart.
Crush the herbs and apply it to his wound, but the back injury is not serious. He is not good at applying medicine. He can take some medicine when he gets out of here. He doesn't expect this young man to kindly help him apply medicine. .
Han Xuanhao, who had applied the medicine, looked at the young man sitting by the fire. Even if the fire light was printed on the young man's face, it would not be able to drive away the cold aura around the young man's body. What surprised Han Xuanhao was that the young man's wound was still bleeding. Why do you pick herbs but don't give yourself medicine? This young man looked so smart, how could he do such a silly thing, Han Xuanhao looked at the remaining herbs, and forgot his character of never minding his own business.
"There are also herbs, you can apply the medicine!" Han Xuanhao said to the young man who was sitting there motionless. He didn't even know that there was worry in the depths of his expression, and the evil smile that hung on the corner of his mouth all the time. Very far-fetched.
Shang Wuxin took a slow look at Han Xuanhao, but she didn't have a background, and she didn't go to get herbal medicine. She didn't care about these wounds at all. More importantly, she needed pain to make herself feel alive. This kind of pain made her sweat profusely. It gave her a morbid joy, because she was still alive, it was the biggest joke.
The wounds on Shang Wuxin's body were not serious. They were all injuries suffered by the predecessor who was afraid of running and falling along the way, but it looked very scary, because blood was constantly dripping from the yellow brocade robe.
Han Xuanhao looked at the boy who couldn't hear, see, or feel the pain. He felt helpless for a while. He picked up the herbal medicine and was about to rub it against the boy's side. Why? Because his internal injury has not been slowed down, it is very difficult to stand up, and it will take a few hours to buffer.
But before Han Xuanhao got close to the boy, the boy suddenly got up and left the fire and sat in the distance of Han Xuanhao. He didn't even give Han Xuanhao a look. No one in the world could let her see into her eyes.
"Your injury..." Han Xuanhao confessed, since it was difficult for someone to arouse his interest and make him want to have a relationship, and this young man is still a child, he is so much older than him and should be concerned about this little brother a little.
But before Han Xuanhao finished speaking, the young man sitting there said coldly, "What's your name? Who are you?"
Shang Wuxin didn't ask for boredom, but because it was a cooperative relationship, of course, she needed to know who this man was, so that she could find someone to travel with them in the future. As for other things, it was not within her scope of consideration.
"Han Xuanhao!" Han Xuanhao murmured, his voice had a charm like that of his people, "Hanxing Pavilion's killer!" He was telling the truth, but he did not say that Hanxing Pavilion was also his, He is also the lord of Hanxing Pavilion, not because of distrust but because he saw that the young man had no interest in knowing.
Shang Wuxin didn't have many memories in his mind and it was very messy. For a while, he vaguely knew that the Hanxing Pavilion was very powerful, but this was not the time to think about these things. Just based on this man's martial arts, he knew that the Hanxing Pavilion should not be underestimated.
"You are already alive!" Shang Wuxin said. She waited here for so long to be sure that this man could survive. Never like to do business at a loss.
Looking at the young man who got up and was about to leave, Han Xuanhao also understood that because he was alive, the agreement between them had already begun, and there was no need for him to stay here.
"Who are you? How did I find you?" Han Xuanhao asked as soon as his mouth crossed his head. Even he wanted to punch himself a little. Why is he so strange today? Isn't he in a hurry to cooperate
Shang Wuxin's footsteps didn't stop, and the slow steps seemed to be stepping on the clouds, and the whole person was like a frightened immortal in the world, as if in an instant, he would become an immortal and fly away! The voice is like a pearl falling on a jade plate, and it is crisp with the warmth unique to jade, "You don't need to know who I am, if you need me, I will ask you to fulfill the three conditions!"