Because of the loss of true qi, Yu Wenrui fell asleep with Xiaoba in his arms in his arms in exhaustion.

This night, she didn't sleep well, there were always different people and different scenes mixed into her dreams in an orderly manner.

Suddenly, she was in the underground secret room of the Sichen Hall where the body of the imperial brother Yu Wenzhe had been lying when she was a child, and she was like an outsider, watching her sister-in-law cry on the body of the imperial brother and crying with grief. Yu Wenrui wanted to rush over to comfort her sister-in-law not to be sad, but her hands and feet seemed to be nailed, and she couldn't even make a sound. She felt like she couldn't see the air in her sister-in-law's eyes, she watched her sister-in-law cry incessantly, and she saw an arrow stuck in the emperor's chest, and the red blood was flowing down the wound, but she couldn't do anything.

Suddenly, Yu Wenrui felt that he was in the Fengxian Palace. When she raised her head, she could see the portraits of Gaozu Yingwu and Xiujun, and in front of the portrait was the familiar back of her sister-in-law. is still the delicate and stubborn body, and it is still the dress decorated with plain white cold plum that makes Yu Wenrui look extremely eye-catching.

Sister-in-law, why is she kneeling here?

Why, she looks ...... So sad?

Who is it that makes her so sad?

"Boom-"

A dazzling light suddenly radiated from the portrait of Emperor Gaozu above her head. Yu Wenrui subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to cover it, but found that the previous qiē was just a dream of Nan Ke. And at this moment, she was leaning in a shallow cave overgrown with weeds, and the faint morning light was projecting on her face through the craggy rocks.

Yu Wenrui couldn't help but move his body for a moment, only to realize that his arms were full, and he was sleeping peacefully with his arms.

At this time, she remembered what happened last night: on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the assassin assassinated herself on the occasion of the fireworks at the Beijing Normal University, but fortunately, she was informed in advance by the eighth sister and the help of Senior Sister Chai...... Later, he found the injured little eighth sister and treated her injuries......

Yu Wenrui thought of this, and he was really lucky. After a few hours of rest, her body was restored.

Then she relieved herself, and looked down at the man in her arms—

Actually, Sister Eight is a very attractive person. When I first saw her, I might be rejected by the cold breath around her body and those cold eyes, and when I had the opportunity to look at her sleeping face carefully, it was not difficult to find that her eyebrows and eyes and contours were very delicate, and she was a beauty. Especially, at this moment, her eyes are closed, she breathes in and out, thin and long, slender bones and cool skin, just so close to her body, like a well-behaved kitten nestled in her arms, which makes people inevitably feel pity.

Yu Wenrui was not worried about her injury, and carefully groped for her injured wrist-

Fortunately, the broken bones were well connected and there would be no disability. Over time, I think it will return to normal.

Yu Wenrui carefully put one palm on the back of Xiao Ba's heart, letting his true qi circulate in her body. It wasn't until it was certain that her body was repairing itself that she felt a little relieved.

However, the black night gown was covered with small wounds, especially the blood stains that had turned black and purple on it, indicating how much blood this person had shed.

What a pathetic!

Yu Wenrui couldn't help but sigh secretly: How much blood can there be in a person's body? Little Eighth Sister was so seriously injured and ran so far, what a tough person!

Yu Wenrui asked himself if he couldn't do it.

The sunlight became more and more abundant, and the pale orange light refracted on Hachi's lips, making the cracked little hole on it even clearer.

Yu Wenrui knows that people who have lost too much blood will need water more than ordinary people.

She tiptoed down Hachi, trying to get some water to feed her, but she woke Hachi up.

“…… Bow...... My bow ......" Hachi's voice was hoarse and low because of massive blood loss and weakness.

Yu Wenrui silently rolled his eyes: You really cherish your bow! My life is almost gone, and I'm still thinking about this bow!

This may be what my sister-in-law said, the real martial spirit, right?

Yuwen Ruishi didn't want to think about it. At this moment, she only hopes that Sister Xiaoba is just Sister Xiaoba, and between her and her, there is only a simple relationship between the rivers and lakes.

But can this really be the case?

(If it were really that simple, the person who wrote the novel would have nothing to write, spread his hands)

Hachi poked out her injured wrist in a daze to grope for her life-threatening bow, but she was greeted by a piercing pain.

She was so painful that cold sweat appeared on her forehead, and the whole person was awake instantly, and she suddenly opened her eyes, just in front of Shangyu Wenrui's eyes full of concern.

"Little Eighth Sister, your bow is here! You're badly injured, don't move. ”

Xiao Ba was shocked, as if he had been stung by a poisonous scorpion, and he violently broke away from Yu Wenrui's arms regardless of it, staggering and almost falling down.

Yu Wenrui's arms were empty, frozen, and stared at her with a pair of big eyes in a daze.

Xiao Baqiang endured the severe pain in his body, gritted his teeth, and popped out a few words: "It shouldn't be your ......"

Shouldn't it be me?

Yu Wenrui blinked, he didn't understand.

"Little Eighth Sister, you are seriously injured, you ......"

"Don't call me Hachi!" Hachi interrupted her abruptly, stumbled to pick up the bow on the ground, and walked out of the cave.

After moving two steps, she Huo Ran stopped, turned her head to look at Yu Wenrui's still ignorant face, her voice couldn't help but soften, and sighed softly, "You...... ...... shouldn't have saved me"

"You reminded me to be careful of the assassins, I didn't kill me last night, I am grateful to you, I should save you......" Yu Wenrui stood up, pursed his lips, and finally couldn't help but say, "You already knew my identity......"

Xiaoba stared at her, and there seemed to be a trace of warmth in his eyes: "How can you not see ......?"

The doubts in Yu Wenrui's heart deepened.

Xiaoba took a deep breath, "I am very grateful that you helped me out of the siege that day and saved my life yesterday...... It's just that I still have one thing in my heart to stay ...... When that comes to fruition, I'll be at your disposal......"

When Yu Wenrui heard this, his heart trembled, "You...... Who are you? ”

Xiaoba smiled bitterly: "Who am I, can't you guess at the moment?" ”

Yu Wenrui's throat tightened, "You are serious, you are really Beizheng's...... Assassin? ”

"Assassin...... Scold! I am indeed an Assassin......" As he spoke, Hachi suddenly took two steps, no more than a foot away from Yu Wenrui.

"My surname is Yang, Yang Min. You...... But remember! ”

"You, your surname is Yang! You are the ...... of Beizheng, "the clan of Beizheng?"

Xiaoba, no, Yang Min shook his head violently, "I'm not a clan!" My ancestors...... Alas! Don't say it! ”

As she spoke, she stared at Yu Wenrui deeply, and couldn't help but get closer, ignoring the strong pain in her wrist, and brushed Yu Wenrui's cheek.

Yu Wenrui was stunned, and let her move.

"You and her...... It's really like ......" Yang Min's palm, which was becoming more and more pale as paper because of the blood stains, gently brushed off the hairband between Yu Wenrui's foreheads, "...... In this way, more like ......"

Yu Wenrui was struck by lightning, and he forgot how to react for a while.

Only Yang Min's dream-like voice echoed in his ears, and that voice, and the content contained in that voice, cruelly and mercilessly tore open a scar, showing them bloody in front of Yu Wenrui-

"It was the first time in my life that I killed someone, and the only time I regretted it...... The best thing in the world...... That's it, I ruined ......"

Yuwen Rui's whole body was cold for a moment, like falling into an ice cave, she grabbed Yang Min's wrist with a "bang", but the moment she saw the unbearable painful expression on the other party's face, she couldn't help but let go of her hand.

"You...... You say you'...... Who did you kill?! ”

Yang Min looked at her steadily, pity slowly welling up in his eyes, "You really don't know, who am I talking about?" ”

Yu Wenrui pursed his lips and didn't dare to speak, for fear that if he opened his mouth, he would provoke some terrifying monster.

Yang Min smiled suddenly, "It turns out that you don't know her...... Scold! It's okay to know one day late, you can save one day of pain. ”

She said, reached into her arms, and took out a fine embroidery bag soaked in red blood, "This thing, you ...... pay it back."

Yu Wenrui stared at the money bag that had long since lost its original appearance, and the dark red on it was almost dripping, and she only felt shocked.

"This stitch and that year...... The purse around her waist was exactly the same...... Her wife embroidered it for you, right? They're so nice to you...... This vengeance should be ...... It's up to you to report ......"

Yu Wenrui's breathing was about to stop at that moment.

Yang Min saw that she didn't mean to take it, and sighed, "I have no shame to take such a thing with me......

She gently threw the blood-colored money bag at Yu Wenrui's feet, took one last deep look at Yu Wenrui, and turned around to leave.

Yu Wenrui suddenly woke up, stared at Yang Min's back, and shouted, "Did Yang Lie force you?" ”

Yang Min's footsteps froze, and his low voice turned back in the narrow cave: "What about the force?" What if you don't force it? ”

Yu Wenrui finished for a while.

Yang Min's bloody back faced her and said slowly: "No matter what happens in the future, my mother will be innocent after all...... I beg you, please don't let anyone know that you saved me. Otherwise, her life ...... Those people will ......"

Yu Wenrui's heart was bitter and astringent, and she watched Yang Min hold the bow in his left hand, staggering and stubbornly moving towards the entrance of the cave.

She felt even more sad in her heart, and hurried after a few steps, "Where are you going?" They...... Will they kill you? ”

Where she couldn't see, Yang Min smiled, smiling like a spring breeze, "Thank you for your concern!" I will not die at their hands...... I'm leaving my life to you! ”

With that, he walked away without looking back.

Yu Wenrui looked at the blood-red money bag at his feet, and he was already obsessed with the spot.

However, God did not give her time to purify.

Yang Min walked out of the cave with difficulty, but after half an hour, a loud shout suddenly came from outside: "Assassin! Where to go! ”

Immediately after, there was the thud of arrows piercing the air.

Yu Wenrui was shocked, she didn't dare to delay, and ran out in a panic.