"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, there is no Amitabha Buddha in the south...... Nan no Amitabha...... Well? The smell of blood? ”

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"It's still quite secluded here, you should be here first, and I'll go see if there's any water around."

The wound needs to be cleaned, and after Song Yu puts Weiyu away, he wants to leave.

Weiyu wanted to stop him, because her wounds didn't need to be cleaned or medicated at all, and going out like this would only put him in danger.

After weighing left and right, Weiyu still let him go.

Wound healing is unexplained and is a big problem.

…

Weiyu heard a sound of footsteps, this must not be Song Yu who had just left.

It's just a small col, and the concealment effect is not good, and Weiyu is ready to meet the man.

"Huh? Yu'er? ”

A familiar voice comes into the ear.

Wei Yusi looked, but there was no one.

"Here." The voice came from overhead.

"Little liar?" Weiyu craned her neck to look at the top of the col and said in surprise.

Feng Hao has been starting from Jinling for a long time and is going directly to Nanchu.

This thing should have been done a long time ago, and the clinker prince's plan was ahead of schedule. This matter should not have been for him to sit on, but there was a problem with the response over there, and Feng Hao had to go out in person to check the situation in Chu State and complete the task.

"Feng Ye, you have to hold on."

He said silently.

……

"Yu'er, Yu'er, I've found you." The little crook came down from the col and ran to Weiyu's side in a puff of smoke.

"Oops, it smells of your blood."

The little liar noticed the wound on Weiyu's leg, first frowned, and then said with a relaxed face, "It's okay, anyway, except for the pain for a few days, it won't be a big deal!" Don't worry, Yu'er. ”

When Weiyu saw the little liar, she suddenly remembered the time in the Nameless Temple, and the little liar was still like that—except that he looked more magical.

"How did you come?" Weiyu asked.

"I'm looking for you, Yu'er." The little liar looked at Weiyu with his bald head and chin on his back, squatting on the ground and smiling.

"Me? Why? ”

"You're my destined person, Yu'er." The little liar's smile was even brighter.

"Huh?" Weiyu was surprised, remembering the first time she saw the little liar in Nameless Mountain, when he was a little god stick, and of course, now.

"Ahem, donor, you're awake." The little liar has one hand behind his back and the other on his chest, and his face is sometimes solemn and sometimes relaxed.

"Donor, you're awake!"

"Donor, you're finally awake! ……”

"Donor, you ......!"

"I'm awake." Weiyu couldn't stand it, he muttered to himself in the air, and his small body had to pretend to be too old to be good.

"Ahh Donor, you're awake! The little crook jumped three feet high, and his expression was extremely surprised.

Weiyu, who has just recovered, really can't muster the strength to evaluate his acting skills.

"I'm going to tell Master Xuantong!"

The little crook ran out of the house and came back in a moment.

He had an extra rosary in his hand, his hand on his chest, and he didn't know what to say, and walked in slowly from outside the door.

Turning his head to see Weiyu on the bed, he suddenly said, "Amitabha, good, good, the donor is awake." ”

Weiyu, who had been sleeping for a long time, was very hungry, looked extremely weak, and asked him weakly,

"Master Xuantong is here?"

"Donor, the old man is Master Xuantong, you, wake up, it's fine."

Weiyu wants to squirt him to death with a mouthful of old blood, and he will be Master Xuantong back and forth?

"Pure idiot."

Xuantong's voice sounded outside.

The little liar wilted all of a sudden, hurriedly put away the prayer beads, put his hands together on his chest, and stood at the door waiting for Xuantong to come in.

"Master, the donor is awake."

Weiyu saw the old monk who appeared at the door, just like in the past.

"Master Xuantong."

Seeing Weiyu who woke up again, Xuantong also looked quite surprised.

"Amitabha, good, good, the donor is awake."

……

"Hey! Yu'er! What do you think! The little liar saw that she was distracted and pulled her back with a bang.

"It's nothing," Weiyu was so immersed in her memories that she couldn't come out, and it took a long time to recover, "What did you just say?" ”

"Hey! Yu'er! What do you think! The little liar not only repeated the words, but also repeated the tone, leaving Weiyu speechless for a while.

"I'm talking about why you're coming to me."

"You are my destined person, so I naturally came to you."

A copy of a little crook should look like this.

There is a fateful person, Master Xuantong once said that she is his destined person, and the facts have also proved that he is her destined person, right, he was killed twice in this life, both were rescued by Master Xuantong, and Weiyu could not be repaid.

Merely...... Weiyu looked at the little liar, who said that he was a master of Xuantong when they first met, which is also the origin of the name "little liar". Now the little liar says that she is his destined person, how does Weiyu think, this is a ...... Transmigration.

To be precise, it is the reincarnation of Master Xuantong.

Weiyu didn't think much anymore because she heard another footstep.

Weiyu made a silent gesture, and the little liar immediately realized that there were people around.

The reason why he was cautious was because the footsteps Weiyu heard were slow and slow, and if Song Yu came back with herbs and water sources, his footsteps should be hurried. Therefore, Weiyu judged that the person who came must not be Song Yu.

There was only one person who came, maybe the three musketeers came and went separately, but what about Feng Yan?

With Feng Yan's martial arts, even if he can't beat the three of them, he won't hate the sword, and Weiyu no longer worries about Feng Yan.

"Come out."

Shortly after the footsteps stopped, a voice sounded on the other side of the col.

Weiyu is injured and should not move around, let alone run away, the little liar is also a monk who can't lift the handle of a knife, and the two children can't fight him.

Weiyu didn't act rashly, and waited quietly for the man to speak again.

The footsteps started again, and Weiyu could hear it clearly, it was coming towards them.

……

Song Yu not only found the water source, but also found the root of the medicine to stop the bleeding, and when he was about to go back, he happened to see Feng Yan galloping on a horse.

She dealt with those three?

Feng Yan also noticed him and stopped urgently to ask.

"What about her?"

Naturally, she meant Weiyu.

"In the col not far ahead." Seeing Feng Yan, Song Yu's heart relaxed a lot, but immediately saw Feng Yan's frowns, and became worried, so he asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Before the words fell, Feng Yan rode his horse and galloped again, and he didn't have time to answer him, he couldn't be too late!

Song Yu realized that something was wrong, and took his things and ran towards the col.

Feng Yan's riding skills are very good, even between the slopes of the mountains, Song Yu has to walk, which makes Song Yu regret why he is not good at riding.

After running two steps, Song Yu stopped again.

"She's not Aqiu...... It's Yuwang's people......"