Chapter 271, thousands of silver filaments
He Xiao sat on the edge of the low bed, hugged Du Weiwei, closed her eyes, and her expression was extremely peaceful. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Du Weiwei was held in his arms, and his body was still extremely soft, but it was just the same as before, lifeless.
How long has it been since you heard Wei'er's voice?
He Xiao closed her eyes, hugged Du Weiwei tightly with the movements in her hands, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.
Wushuang's eyes were filled with some weak light, and he stood in place and did not step forward for a long time.
"Wushuang, you're back." After being quiet for a long time, He Xiao still closed his eyes, but the words sounded very flatly.
Wushuang's eyes blinked, looking at He Xiao, his steps finally stepped out, lifted the curtain, Su Wushuang's steps had already stopped, standing still in place, looking at He Xiao.
He Xiao's eyes finally opened slowly, but among them, the weak look suddenly appeared in front of Su Wushuang, and the room was full of sorrow.
"Wushuang, you're finally back."
Ten years of best friends, that was the first time Su Wushuang saw He Xiao like this.
As if he had lost his heart, the whole person was filled with a helpless aura, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, but there was even more bleakness.
"Yes, I'm back."
He Xiao finally made a move, and carefully lay Du Weiwei back on the bed, and covered the brocade quilt with no sound throughout the whole process. It wasn't until he did everything that he turned around, and in his eyes, the previous depression had disappeared, and his voice was as deep as ever: "Save her." ā
Under the black robe, Su Wushuang only showed a pair of eyes, paused for a long time, and then a slightly trembling voice sounded: "I...... Try to ......"
This time, He Xiao finally discovered that something was wrong with Su Wushuang, and his eyes stared at him tightly: "Why do you keep wearing a black robe?" ā
Su Wushuang didn't speak, but walked forward slowly, his hand already on Du Weiwei's pulse.
Wei'er didn't have a pulse, He Xiao knew it, her brows furrowed slightly, and her hand was already stretched out to catch Su Wushuang's shoulder.
It's just that when his hand just touched his black robe, Su Wushuang had already reacted violently and turned around, his arm raised high, blocking He Xiao's hand, and then the black robe was raised one by one, flying heavily in front of He Xiao, and his body had already fallen outside He Xiao's body.
A pair of eyes, with some coldness, looked at He Xiao.
"Su Wushuang?" He Xiao's gaze instantly froze, and his hand blocked the robe that was flying over, but he also dropped his tone heavily.
In just a moment, Su Wushuang's eyes were already avoided, and he took a step back, with a hint of toughness in his voice: "Get out." When I was healing, I didn't like people to be there. ā
He Xiao stood still, there was obviously a slight wave in her eyes, and she stopped for a long time before she took a step, and her voice returned to normal: "Cure her." Then he walked out.
Hearing this, Su Wushuang's eyes had fallen silent again, hidden in the black robe.
The footsteps gradually moved away, and Su Wushuang's slightly trembling body under his black robe calmed down slightly, and the next moment, his eyes widened suddenly, and behind him, the fierce palm wind was already coming towards him.
He Xiao's figure was extremely fast, and as soon as he took a step, he had already turned around and flew into the house at great speed, and the palm wind in his hand had already hit Su Wushuang's robe with just the right amount of force.
Su Wushuang's brows furrowed suddenly, but his reaction was a beat slower, and he turned around and raised his hand to block He Xiao's palm, but he stopped again in an instant, because the hat of the black robe had already slipped down from his head under He Xiao's palm.
It was still Su Wushuang's previous appearance, his long hair was untied, and as the hat slipped off, his long hair floated in all directions.
He Xiao's body was also at that moment, he stopped moving, and looked at Su Wushuang with suffocating calmness in his eyes.
In order to avoid He Xiao's hand, his body turned around before stopping, and he found that his hat had slipped off his, and Su Wushuang's movements were also frozen in place.
White hair.
Nothing has changed.
Su Wushuang is still Su Wushuang.
He Xiao is still He Xiao.
Du Weiwei is still Du Weiwei.
It's just that Su Wushuang's black hair has all turned white, and silver threads float around, revealing an even more amazing coolness.
In just a moment, Su Wushuang's next move was already heavily raised, and he threw a punch in his hand, heading straight towards He Xiao's front door.
He Xiao's mind still reflected Su Wushuang's appearance with white hair, and he knew that the fist was about to fall in front of him with the wind, so he reacted suddenly, and he brushed sideways dangerously, but the fist had already left a very distinct red mark on his face.
"Get out!" For the first time, He Xiao saw Su Wushuang with such a ruthless intention.
The action stopped for a moment, and Su Wushuang's next punch was still rushing towards He Xiao at great speed.
This time, He Xiao didn't hesitate at all, and met his fist heavily in his hand.
"Su Wushuang! What the hell is going on?! He Xiao's thoughts recovered quickly, and since he knew this situation, he must have had a light with Wushuang Valley, and asked sharply.
"If I don't go out, I won't heal !!" The next moment, Su Wushuang's voice also suddenly became louder, and the movements in his hands were pushed out heavily, and suddenly fell on He Xiao, who had stopped moving.
The body was violently impacted, but He Xiao retracted his movements when he heard the sound, and retreated violently, and his body had already taken the gauze curtain down.
Su Wushuang stared at He Xiao, his silver hair fluttering down, and there was indescribable anger in his sight.
Quickly getting up, He Xiao's sharp eyes first looked at Du Weiwei who was lying on the bed in the distance, and then fell on Su Wushuang's body, raised his hand, wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, and without saying anything, he turned around and strode out.
The clenched fist slowly released its strength, Su Wushuang's eyes darkened, his gaze drooped, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and finally turned around, walked to the side of the low bed again, and began to treat Du Weiwei.
Downstairs without a ladder, Di Xuan has been guarding for some time, and Tian has already gone to the Star Picking Tower with Leng Mian.
The sound upstairs was not heard by Di Xuan, but they understood that at this time, as subordinates, it was not suitable for them to appear.
"Master!" As soon as He Xiao's body landed, the two of them quickly stepped forward.
Xuan's vision was excellent, even in the dark, he also noticed the blood stains that had just been wiped off the corner of the prince's mouth for a moment.
"Master, what's going on?" Asking at the exit, Xuanzi was very anxious.
Without responding to Xuan's words, He Xiaochun's thick voice fell low: "Where is the cold noodles?" ā
"Leng Mian went to the Star Picking Tower." Earth's voice replied. (To be continued.) )