When Yun Xiao woke up, he first had a splitting headache. Consciousness alternated back and forth between darkness and blankness, and then slowly cleared, followed by a sharp pain all over the body, and a piercing stiffness and sluggish pain in the left arm. Like fire, like an ice chisel.

Gritting his teeth and gasping a few times, his eyes gradually cleared, and he turned his head to see her on the edge of the couch leaning towards him with a silver needle in one hand.

His eyes closed slightly, and then opened again.

"Master......" he called, his voice hoarse.

The moment he spoke, he felt in front of the woman's eyebrows, and a flash of light and deep joy flashed, as if he was an illusion. He looked at her, endured the tearing pain in his throat, and continued, "I can't tolerate it anymore...... Why, do you want to save me?"

The hand of the man holding the needle shook and froze in mid-air.

Yun Xiao suppressed his wheezing a few times, his lips were pale, and he was intermittent: "If you don't save me, you will already have broken off the possibility of being with me...... Why do you want to save it?" the voice was cold...... He reached out and touched the woman's other hand, which was pressed against the couch. "You saved me and healed me, didn't you give me another possibility?"

With the faint warm light of the Yuanhuo lava lamp in the tent, he looked at her with a miserable smile: "Master is so jealous of my possibility, why should he be cocooned and bound himself? Shouldn't I take advantage of my serious injuries to get rid of future troubles forever...... Kill me?"

As soon as the word "kill" came out, Duanmu's face was as white as snow. Stared blankly at where he was.

He watched her fall with his hands down, his eyes full of lightness. Hoarse voice, he said to her, "What did you ask...... Actually, I haven't changed it, and I can't change it. ”

"Before I woke up, my dreams were all about you, and when I woke up, my heart was still full of you...... Master...... Xiao Er still loves you. He gasped and took her hand, slowly leaning on each other, fingers interlocked. "So...... Are you going to save me?"

He watched as her dry lips closed slightly, her eyelashes trembling slightly. The hand he held was withdrawing little by little.

"You said...... 'I'd rather die than be tolerated.'" He used all the strength of his injured body to clasp her fingers tightly, and asked her in a low voice, "When Master says intolerable, does he mean that I can't be allowed to have affection for you? Or can't I stay by your side when I have affection for you?" or...... Whether I change it or not, you can't tolerate me, who has been affectionate to you, to stay with Master anymore?"

Duanmu Xiaoxian pursed his lips, but he couldn't make a sound. His face is as white as paper, and his fingers are curled up.

He didn't wait for her to speak, and then smiled again: "If you can't let me have affection for you, it's already too late." If I can't stay by your side when I have affection for you, I have already said that I still love you, Xiao Er has not changed, and I can't change it. He looked directly at her pale face, his eyes were gentle, and his voice was extremely calm: "If that's the last...... What Master should do is kill me...... And not to save me. ”

Duanmu Xiaoxian lowered his head, looked at the darkness in front of him for a long time, withdrew his hand as if he couldn't bear it, and staggered up to leave.

He looked at the trance and sadness on her face, and his heart was like a knife. "You don't know, this medicine Gu that Second Master left in my body has a miraculous effect. He smiled slightly behind her, and raised his breath unsteadily: "But the injuries on Xiao'er's body will heal in a few days...... I'll be able to recover...... Master, if you don't take this opportunity to kill me, you may not be able to kill me in the future. ”

The armrest of the man in white was on the side of the wooden wheelchair, and the slender white trembling figure reflected the candle flame in the tent, like a flocculent in the wind.

She walked very slowly, step by step, to the outside of the tent......

He looked at her back, and finally said in a dumb voice: "Master will not kill me, nor will he allow me." I want Xiao Er again...... How?"

The white figure paused for a moment, then stepped out of the tent.

Yun Xiao watched her walk away unsteadily, and slowly stretched out her right hand to cover her heart, feeling the pain like a knife.

A few days later.

Duanmu Xiaoxian turned his back to Beiqu, the general of the rear army, and said calmly: "What the general is worried about will not happen in Duanmu's lifetime. In the future, no matter what happens to me and my disciples, I hope that the general will not have the heart of 'one person who dies and will never suffer this trouble' again." Duanmu has his own sense of proportion in his heart, and he doesn't need to say anything more from others. In addition, Duanmu's fate has been determined by heaven, and the fate of the disciples is not determined by you. She said, and pushed the chair slowly out of the manager's tent.

Beiqu looked at the back of the man in white, pursed his lips, looked at him for a moment, and said nothing, but finally said: "Beiqu sends Mr. ”

At the end of mid-autumn, the lonely city is sparse, the sun is setting, and the twilight is vast.

A carriage drawn by a green horse gradually drifted away in the cold light of the early autumn, and Mo Ran and the young man with a mask on his face stood in front of Luodian City and looked at the carriage away, with slight waves in his eyes.

"Since Mei Shuying's death, you and I have never been as close as before...... Mo Ran looked at the galloping horseshoe and the scroll rolled away with smoke and dust, and sighed: "Senior sister, you don't know that you have never been able to hide your true heart, just like this time...... If you leave him, you really can't let him go. "The man in the ink coat and the moire said, and the wide sleeves were inspired by the wind, which was both desolate and lonely.

The night light is dim.

Yun Xiao felt that his internal breath had stabilized, he coughed lightly and woke up, and turned his head to see Mo Ran sitting on the edge of the couch, taking his pulse. “…… It's you. ”

Behind Mo Ran, a black-clothed young man with a tin mask approached with a medicine bowl. Mo Ran looked at Yun Xiao and said: "Even if you know that I am the master of the shadow network, it is not false to be the same as the Cloud Gate, and I am still your master." ”

Yun Xiao took the medicine bowl handed by Mo Yiran with his uninjured hand, drank it with all his might, and accidentally choked, coughing a little faint when his eyes were neutral. He asked lightly, "Where is my master?"

Mo Ran looked at him: "She just left." ”

Yun Xiao nodded, thinking that Duanmu Xiaoxian had just left, and went back to his tent to rest, entrusting Mo Ran to take care of himself. So he lay down on the pillow with his eyes closed, and fell asleep grogily.

The man on the edge of the couch looked at the sad look between his brows, sighed very softly, and said nothing.

After a few days like this, Yun Xiao woke up again, and saw that Mo Yiran was rebandaging the broken bones in his left arm, and his eyes shook slightly.

He looked at the young man in front of him who had eyes that were seven points similar to his own...... I asked again, "What about my master?"

Mo Yiran bandaged his arm firmly, and said, "She's gone." ”

Yun Xiao froze for a moment and repeated his words: "She's gone?"

Mo Yiran bowed: "She left seven days ago, entrusted you to her father-in-law, and left Luodian City in a carriage with the Shaoyang Cold Sword and the left protector of Jingyun Pavilion, heading to the southwest...... However, he didn't tell me where I was going. ”

The man on the couch sat for a moment, then propped his right hand on the edge of the couch and slowly climbed down from the couch.

Mo Yiran didn't stop him, helped him get dressed, and then watched the pale and unsteady man gasp out of the camp. Mo Yiran said behind his back: "Your internal injuries are about to heal, but this left arm should be careful not to bump into it, although it is useless, it still hurts." ”

When Yun Xiao walked out, he saw that all the soldiers in the city were pulling out the camp. The camp where Duanmu originally stayed was already an open space, and the camp tent where the leaves and glass were staying around was gone.

Yun Xiao lowered his head and gasped and walked towards the gate of the city, due to the initial recovery from his injuries, he was unable to lie down for a long time, his steps were vague, and he stumbled and stumbled.

When the soldiers on both sides saw him, their expressions were solemn, their eyes suddenly lit up, and they all stood upright, as if they had seen a hero.

The words are full of reverence. "Young Master Yun Xiao!" "It's the one who won the battle against Princess Xiqiang Tiger!" "Is Young Master Yun Xiao healed?" "Young Master Yun Xiao." ”

Those who staggered in the middle should not be heard, and the faster they walked, the faster they walked towards the gates...... When he approached the city wall, he gasped and shouted, "Zongbai!"

The white wolf, who was also recovering from his injuries, immediately broke through the low wooden fence that held it and ran towards the people at the city gate.

Yun Xiao grabbed the long hair on its neck, turned over and climbed onto Zongbai's back, he pointed to the southwest, and the majestic and vigorous white wolf immediately carried him to the southwest.

He lay on the back of the white wolf, trembling all over, and his pale face could no longer restrain the tearing pain in his heart.

She's gone......

She left me here and left......

The silence and desolation in my heart poured over like a mountain and a sea.

He lay on his back and clutched his chest. I feel very distressed...... It really hurts......

He could feel that the Yin Yang Gu was struggling, desperately drilling into his heart...... His eyes were red with pain, and he closed his eyes and forced back the tears in his eyes. Only said again in a dumb voice:

"She took away my senior sister, took away Yingli, and ...... me Drop it here...... And then gone. ”

After finishing his words, a mouthful of blood spit out, dyeing the long hair on his white neck red.

You've forgotten what I said.

You've forgotten what I said!

You've forgotten what I said...... Really?

With a sad roar, Yun Xiao opened his eyes and looked ahead, word by word, and said sadly and indignantly: "Then I'll make you think of it!"