When people imagine themselves, when they have resentment in their hearts, they can always be ruthless, feeling that they are not angry in thousands of ways, and the other party is resentful and hateful, but when they see it again.

Seeing the person she complained about, the skin and bones were really lying there like a corpse, looking at the stitch marks on the body like sewing old clothes as Ge Lao said, her tears rolled down uncontrollably.

She had thought that she would live better than him, to be happy and happy to maintain, so that her face would not be old, and then more than ten years, more than twenty years, if there was a chance to meet again, he would be gray-haired like an old man, and he was still like a young woman, the moment she met on the street, she could walk away calmly.

The more unhappy and unhappy he is, the worse he is than himself, the happier she becomes, and the happier she is to live every day.

She didn't expect that this day came too quickly, so that she was caught off guard, at the moment she saw people, what relief, what calm, what happiness, all nothing, if a person no longer has the existence of the person she loves in her life, she will never be able to get true happiness, and the living will be more painful than the unfortunate.

She cried and pressed her hand to her chest, only to feel that she was not comfortable at all, and her heart hurt so much that she couldn't breathe.

Ge Lao said beside him: "The situation of the Holy Lord at that time, because the meridians and flesh were all bursting, the appearance was really terrifying, and the old man had no time to sew the seams, a few rubbed the edges of the arteries, if he didn't suture to stop the bleeding, I am afraid he couldn't stop it, so this stitch was a little ugly, and he left these scars when he died later, but in the past month or so, the old man has used the holy medicine purple pulp muscle repair ointment, and he has been more than half better......"

More than half better? That's just more than half the story? Can you still look like it used to be?

Looking at the ugly scars like earthworms in front of her, Luo Xiyu couldn't help but take a few steps forward, and then slowly squatted down, she looked around at a loss, she couldn't believe that the person in front of her who looked like a corpse could be the man who was raised by her Yushu Linfeng, looked at her from the corner of his eye, and told her to get out?

Where is the high spirits of that time? Who's going to be pitiful by lying here now? Luo Xiyu burst into tears, and couldn't help muttering: "Who do you think will pity you, what kind of saint did you go to find in Nanjiao, do you think I will pity you?" I don't pity you at all......"

After saying that, he sniffed, tears sticking to his face.

She looked around a little greedily, looked down, and saw the back of his hand exposed outside his clothes, with three scars on the back of his hand wrapped around his fingers, and the scar was covered with white marks of stitching, which was now being held tightly.

"The Holy Lord has something in his hand." Seeing this, Ge Lao also looked at the Holy Lord's hand, and he explained, "After the Holy Lord's fetal poison recurred, the old man found that the Holy Lord still had a trace of breath, and he was not completely killed by the fetal poison, but the fetal poison was carried by the Holy Lord in the mother's womb, and it has been entangled for all these years, and it has been the existence of you and me, and I have you, and if you want to completely remove it, the Holy Lord will also have a great injury, just like cutting flesh and bones, digging out arms and limbs, and even more serious, but I didn't expect the price to be so painful."

The old man thought that the prescription of the ancient antidote to the evil poison prepared would always have two points of certainty, and the old man made two parts of it with two parts of Yuling ointment, and the two antidotes could always be three points sure when they were superimposed.

But the old decay was wrong, it turned out that whether this evil poison went away or not was just the life of the Holy Lord, it was just the difference between going earlier and later.

Fetal poison and the Holy Lord are like conjoined babies, one body and two spirits, symbiotic and shared, one and two deaths, so even if the old man tries his best and gathers his friends to help and consume countless precious ointments, he can't change this fact.

Now that Miss Luo saw the Holy Lord, it was only with half a bottle of life-sustaining ointment from a friend that she could last for a long time, and even with such an anti-heaven medicine, she couldn't guarantee anything, and she didn't know when the Holy Lord went. ”

Ge Lao reluctantly shed tears: "Actually, the old man knows in his heart that medicine and medicine do not die, if people can't keep it, the immortal medicine is in vain, but I am just unwilling, unwilling to be completely removed by the Holy Lord, but I can't survive, obviously the Holy Lord works so hard, so insistence......" Ge Lao's voice choked, "Miss Luo, old decay is useless, in vain in the name of a miracle doctor, but you can't keep the Holy Lord, in the end, you can only bring to see Miss Luo for the last time."

The old man just wanted to tell the girl that there was only one girl in the Holy Lord's heart, and you see the Holy Lord's hand, which he had been holding tightly all the way, and inside was the palm comb of the carved magnolia flower that he had been carrying, which the girl used to comb the Holy Lord's hair.

Every time the Holy Lord let go of his hand, the old man would take the comb and put it in his hand, the Holy Lord's heartbeat would be faster, and his vitality would be stronger, and he had always relied on this comb to hold on.

Miss Luo, the Holy Lord's pulse is getting weaker and weaker, if anything happens, there is no longer life renewal ointment available in the hands of the old man, the old man begs the girl, can you, for the sake of the dying of people, be better to the Holy Lord in the end, the Holy Lord has been struggling all his life, without desire and desire, except for the girl, there is no more thought......"

Luo Xiyu couldn't help but reach out and pull his hand when he listened.

As a result, he couldn't pull it, and his hand was clutched.

She flipped his hand over, probably too hard, and there seemed to be some blood oozing from the palm of his hand, and the appearance of a wooden comb could be seen from both sides.

When Luo Xiyu saw it, tears fell silently on his fingers, and she touched the handle of the comb with her hand.

This is a peach wood comb, which she brought out from the garden, Luo Xiyu doesn't like those silver and glass combs, not for anything else, but the Holy Lord doesn't like to be cold, although those gold and silver glass combs are exquisite and abnormal, but they are cold to start, and he doesn't like to comb his hair for the Holy Lord, so she has been using her own peach wood comb.

Later, it became used by the two of them, and they combed the Holy Lord's hair after they finished using it, and after a long time, the hair of the two of them was entwined on it, although the comb looked ordinary, but it followed her for the longest time, and it was also stained with her fragrance, Luo Xiyu did not bring it with him in a hurry.

She remembered that in the morning before she left, she pulled his hair for him, and every time before pulling his hair, she would comb his hair for a while, because it was good for the mind, and it could calm the mind and help him sleep, which had become a habit.

Luo Xiyu's strength has already been practiced to make the man in front of her very comfortable, and she combed carefully after locks, not even pulling her scalp, it was the first time that the Holy Lord turned around and suddenly held her hand when he didn't finish combing his hair, and kissed her fingers together with the comb, his eyes were so deep, he looked at her with a smile, his movements were so gentle, and he pecked lightly, just like she combed his hair.

This is something that the Lord has never had.

It is precisely because of this that the Holy Lord who changed his face later is so unfamiliar, and it also makes Luo Xiyu so desperate.

But now that I think about it, the Holy Lord's actions and expressions are more like reluctant nostalgia......

It's like saying goodbye and relying on yourself to leave.

Luo Xiyu thought, thought, holding the hand of the Holy Lord with both hands and began to tremble, thinking of her leaving the black hole, thinking of him watching her play with the little silver snake every day, thinking about the map and waist chain in the baggage, she couldn't help but sit next to her and cry.

Outside, the twelve swords, who heard the woman's cry, couldn't help but look at each other, and then looked out the window casually.

This woman is so kind, how could she really see the Holy Lord and turn a blind eye, Ge Lao was right to let them wait here these days, they also understood all this, and they all knew that the moment she saw the Holy Lord, she would definitely forgive.

At this time, Ge Lao was panicked, and persuaded again and again beside him: "Miss Luo, don't cry, crying hurts your body, and the child will also be affected......"

"Child, child, Ge Lao, do you only have children in your eyes? This child is mine, what does it have to do with you, the Holy Lord is like this now, and you still talk about the child, how did I become like this in the blink of an eye when I left, how did you protect the Holy Lord?

Ah, now he can't do it, he's going to die, you guys carry him to me, what do you say it's not saved, it's not saved, why is it carried over, if it's not saved, it's carried out, and if it's not saved, it's ...... carried out" But after speaking, he lay on him and cried: "Wake up, just drive me away, can't I drive you away?" If you don't wake up, I'll throw you out the door, you're like this, who will pay attention to you, ugly and ugly, but no beauty looks at you more, wake up, if you don't wake up, I really don't want you......"

Luo Xiyu shook him angrily while crying.

Ge Lao was so anxious next to him: "Miss Luo, be careful, be careful with your stomach, oops, shake carefully, some of the Holy Lord's wounds are not yet healed, the Holy Lord can't wake up for the time being, his consciousness has been unconscious, no matter how he calls, he won't wake up, Miss Luo, you can be careful, you ......"

Luo Xiyu was furious when she heard this, she protected the Holy Lord like a cub, with tears on her face, turned her head and said coldly to Ge Lao: "You are really a miracle doctor in vain, talking about the Holy Lord and the Holy Lord, saying that I did my best, is this how I did my best?" The left sentence of the Holy Lord is no good, the last side of the right sentence, and now he curses that he will never wake up, if it weren't for your age, I would have people drive you out.

What do you mean? Seeing that the Holy Lord can't wake up, do you want to beat the child in my womb? Don't you think, I'm not as cold-blooded and ruthless as you, you say he won't wake up, I don't believe it, you go away, I want him to wake up and see me, I'm going to make him wake up......"

Luo Xiyu was a little excited and waved away Ge Lao with his arm to keep him away, then turned his head and looked around at the Holy Lord, then touched the wound on his neck and arm with his hand, shook his arm gently, and snapped his fingers, but there was still no reaction at all, if it wasn't for the breath in his nose, it would really be like death.

She looked around anxiously, her heart couldn't help but feel pity and pain, she muttered in her mouth: "Don't you want to die, how can there be such a cheap thing, if you want to die, I will settle accounts with someone, do you think I will be moved if I hold the comb?" I'm not that stupid, unless you wake up and tell me, I won't believe it, you must have been abandoned by someone to come back to me, did I misunderstand you? Then you tell me, you tell me personally, don't sleep, don't sleep......"

Luo Xiyu knelt there with a sob, holding him and muttering.

Looking at Luo Xiyu, who was so emotional, coupled with the Holy Lord whose life and death were unknown, Ge Lao miscalculated like an ant on a hot pot, he thought that Miss Luo would be sad, but he didn't expect her to be so sad and sad in disregard, which shows that her feelings for the Holy Lord are no less than those of the Holy Lord.

The old man was both relieved and anxious, for fear that he would die because he really hurt the little holy lord in his stomach.

"Miss Luo......" he couldn't help but open his mouth.

Luo Xiyu suddenly got up and shouted straight outside: "Man, man, Xiujin, Tiannan......"

The person who was already thinking next door heard the sound, immediately opened the door and rushed in, and then saw his wife kneeling in a ...... with tears wiped Should a scary person be a human being? Isn't it a skeleton, kneeling beside him.

This scene shocked several people, and they immediately stopped their steps and looked at each other for a while.

It was the twelve swords outside who were terrified, and they were all trembling when they heard Luo Xiyu's sudden shout.

Can you not be afraid, if there is anything good about the people inside, even if even a strand of hair is lost, it is unimaginable.

"What are you doing? Hurry up and carry people into the house......" Luo Xiyu angrily scolded the few people who were shrinking their hands.

Xiu Jin immediately reacted and hurriedly asked the guy to step forward.

"Miss Luo......"

"Don't worry about it, since you have given up, it has nothing to do with you, I will ......take over" Luo Xiyu wiped away his tears, swept them around coldly, and then commanded the man inside to carefully lift the board into the sedan chair.

The Twelve Swords watched them move the Holy Lord, and couldn't help but step forward to stop it, but Ge Lao shook his head at them from behind, and only then did several people retract their hands.

The medical hall is only two streets away from Cheng's house, and it was not long to go, she asked the men to send them to her room, and as soon as she arrived in the room, she drove them out, and she began to panic to find the kettle on the table, the kettle has always been hot water, and the next person knows that she loves to drink flower tea, and will change the water regularly.

In a panic, she couldn't help but knock over a teacup, and finally stabilized her mood.

Why did she question the divine doctor, and why did she say such a big thing that she would take over, because she saw Bai Mang on the chest of the Holy Lord that she thought she would not see, yes, Bai Mang, no one knew what Bai Mang meant better than her, he needed his own help.

The Holy Lord has never had a white mang, she has been sure countless times, she knows that the Holy Lord has killed a lot of people, there are no good people around this kind of person, the wicked are even afraid of ghosts and gods, who will dare to help him, who will ask him for help, how can a person full of evil have a white mang, even if he dies, he will not have it.

But what does it mean that the Holy Lord has appeared on his chest, and the person who has never been white has appeared now, which means that he is still alive, and he still has unconsumed karmic merits in his body? Does it mean that there is still salvation?

Luo Xiyu kept looking at it on the way back, afraid that his eyes would be clear, it was indeed Bai Mang, very small Bai Mang, so small that he had to look closer, but it was indeed Bai Mang, the mood was filled with ice and watered with hot water, ice and fire.

I don't even know that the cup is overturned.

How can you save him, how can you save him?

The Holy Lord is not short of money, not of goods, not even of medicine......

Luo Xiyu thought of it, what is she more than others? It's nothing more than a branch of magnolia in her heart, yes, yes, her merit magnolia flower has five flowers, and she can get a small bottle of viscous and whitish flower dew every day, as long as you drink a little, you will feel refreshed, no matter how exhausted you are, it is like a warm current caressing, and magnolia, one of the five magnolia flowers is not white, but with a light water blue, I don't know if it is mutated or absorbed what merit white mang, in short, when you eat this magnolia, that is, you can quench your hunger, and you will feel that your body is in good condition, It feels like even the skin is covered with a warm layer of oil.

Luo Xiyu hurriedly picked the magnolia flower, her magnolia fruit is not eaten by outsiders, only she eats it herself, the magnolia fruit is self-produced and sold, it is completely transformed by the merit of Bai Mang, and it cannot be transferred to others, and the magnolia flower can cure her injuries, it is the most effective for her, but others may only have one-tenth of the effect when they drink it, and it is not very obvious.

But dew is available to everyone, calming the nerves, refreshing, and relieving negative energy, Luo Xiyu relied on dew when she was pregnant and depressed, so that she could fall asleep and survive sleepless nights day by day.

She picked the five magnolias that she hadn't picked today and put them on the table, and then opened a wooden box in the cabinet, which was neatly stacked with five jade bottles with round bellies, all of which contained the white flower dew she had accumulated.

One of them was still received in the morning, she reached out and took it out, hurriedly closed the box, took the bottle and the magnolia on the plate and returned to the bed, at this time she first plucked the blue magnolia flower into her mouth, chewed it a few times and turned into a ball of fine petal flesh, and then pinched the man's chin, and stepped forward to feed the flower flesh in her mouth with the flower juice.

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, it's good to eat......" Luo Xiyu kept rubbing his hand holding the comb, looking at the tendons on the back of his hand, as if he was enduring great pain, although on the surface it seemed that the Holy Lord was in a coma and fell asleep, but who knew if he couldn't move, whether he was fighting with something, fighting.

Have you been struggling in pain, in short, it will not be as calm as it is now, Luo Xiyu fed a petal flower, and then took a few drops of flower dew, the flower dew was already a faint white, melted in the mouth, and fed it with the flower juice.

While feeding, she put her fingers on his wrist, feeling the pulsation, very slow and weak, like a shaft that can't be pulled, a machine without electricity, looking at the faint white light, it seems that it will disappear at any time.

Luo Xiyu took one in a panic, and choked up while feeding it: "Jing Prison, Jing Prison, don't go, okay, you stay for a while......

Do you know that I am pregnant, it has been more than seven months, and I don't know if it is a son or a daughter, can you touch it? "Luo.

Xiyu pulled his hand to his stomach, "Don't you want to see him?" He'll call you Daddy, call Daddy, and you're going to love his ......"

With tears in her eyes, she shook her hand and dripped the dew from the bottle into his mouth, one drop, two drops, until one bottle was gone, and then another bottle was taken, and so on.

I don't know how long it took, Ge Lao and the Twelve Swords never left, and the people in the house didn't dare to drive them away, they all trembled, Xiu Jin was even more round, how could Mrs. be alone in the house with a man, although the man was sick and dying, but if such a reputation-damaging thing leaked out, what should I do, she waited for Old Man Cheng to come back, and even found someone to go to the academy twice.

But when Old Man Cheng came back, he offered tea and salute to Old Ge, and asked people to pack up a few houses and come out, there was not much else in the house, but there were many rooms for these people to live in.

What's going on, Xiu Jin is confused, is that a relative of the Cheng family? Or is it the younger brother of the lady? Or what kind of relatives? But seeing some of the situation, I finally understood that these people were people known to Mr. Cheng and his wife, and if they didn't know, they couldn't wait until they knew, and seeing that they were about to make dinner, they naturally let the kitchen cook more pots of rice, and the meals would be richer.

But how can these people eat half a grain of rice, they all look at the room, but the lady does not let anyone in, and asks people to bring in two basins of hot water, what is this? Xiu Jin was shocked, this alone in a room, it can barely be said to be a cure, but this water and cloth towel? Is this to clean the wound? Or how?

Even if it's a dear, even if it's a brother, you have to be on guard against men and women, so, so...... It's really unreasonable.

But when he looked at Old Man Cheng and Old Ge, he was anxious and didn't stop or rush in.

How did this come back? Xiujin was completely confused, could it be, could it be...... She looked at Old Man Cheng, who didn't seem to look like him.

Time passed like this, these people didn't go to rest, a few black-robed people just sat on the rattan mat on the ground with their swords and sat against the wall, and Ge Lao had been drinking tea, the frequency was proportional to the tension, a few guys went to rest, only Xiujin and his brother were left, and finally they were also taken to rest by Old Man Cheng.

The night went by very quickly.

Luo Xiyu soaked the magnolia flowers in the water, and as soon as the hot water was poured, the magnolia petals became transparent, slowly melting in the water, and Luo Xiyu used the water to wipe the body of the Holy Lord a little bit, she fed a lot of those petals, maybe it would be faster to wipe the wound with the petal water.

She was tired and sweating profusely, just like when she returned to the cliff of the Tianyuan Mountain Range, in order to save him, in order to revive him, all the things she had done, when she wiped her back, the silver scales on her shoulders fell off at this time, leaving only the bare scars that were close to the flesh and bones, and she carefully scrubbed them with magnolia water, even wiping his hand holding the comb.

After wiping and giving him a clean white coat, after doing all this, she sat on the edge of the bed and gave him a pulse, the pulse seemed to be better, really better, felt a little bit stable, seemed to be a little stronger, she was extremely happy, she saw his hand holding the comb, although it was still held, but it was not so forceful, but it was firmly held and did not let go, she could not pull it out.

She had to hold his hand, look at him, and then keep her face against the back of his hand, and before she knew it, she fell asleep.

And the black-robed man outside the door didn't sleep all night.

As soon as the day dawned, I saw that the door was suddenly opened, Luo Xiyu's hair was a little messy, and her clothes were a little wrinkled, "Xiujin, Xiujin, the people in the kitchen are not up, raise the fire, I want to make some soup and rice, and I want to make pastries, he is hungry, hurry up and ......" The woman didn't know whether she was happy or a little nervous, her face was unexpectedly ruddy, and there were a few sleep marks on the side of her face.

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