Please use this site. "There's no cure."

Yan Qing felt incredulous. Xiang Yantian didn't feel disheartened. Right now. She finally couldn't put on a smiling face anymore. His face instantly turned gray. She suddenly felt overwhelmed by a sense of powerlessness and fear. After all, people cannot escape death. But that's all there is to her meaning in this life.

In the sunset. Yan Qing hugged Xiang Yantian and slowly walked to the cabin prepared for her. Heavy steps.

Didn't sleep well all night. When the first rays of the morning sun pour down on this small island. She struggled to get out of bed. Sitting on the bed with the quilt. Silently looking out through the window in a daze.

The view of this isolated island in the sea called Watch Island is indeed good, and there is nothing to say. And the small cabin where Xiang Yantian lives is right on the edge of the mountain. She could see the beauty of most of the island.

Outside the window is full of greenery. A qiē all look vibrant. Occasionally, a bird or two landed in front of the window. Tilting his head and looking at Xiang Yantian.

A little silly smiled at the birds. There was barely a trace of blood on her face. Yesterday. Told by Yan Qing's master. The poison in her body is almost incurable. The poison of the sub-worm after the purple poisonous insect. Coupled with the evil aura of the magic sword "Feiyan" entering the body. It is indeed rare in the world.

I sat in bed all morning. It's rare that no one bothers her. Until the sun rises three poles. I guess it's almost time for breakfast. The door to the cabin was finally pushed open.

It was Yan Qing who walked in. He's still wearing a white shirt. It's just that the long black hair is a little less shiny than before. Somewhat bleak. The face is also a little ugly. It seems that she didn't sleep soundly all night like her.

He holds a steaming white porcelain bowl in his hand. A faint aroma of rice wafts out of it. Gradually overflowing the entire wooden house. Through this faint fragrance. Xiang Yantian knows. That's a bowl of porridge. But she didn't have any appetite after staying awake all night.

It was as if he could see her distress. Yan Qing's pale face suddenly showed a hint of joy. Take a step forward. sat on the edge of the bed: "Yan'er. There is no cure for the poison in you. But it's not powerless. According to Master. There should be one more person in this river and lake who can cure this poison. This person's name is Xu Wei. The people of the rivers and lakes call it the 'evil doctor.'"

Evil Doctor. Xiang Yan was stunned. The already pale face suddenly turned a little whiter. It was the flower thief I saw in that little village that night

"I'm sure you'll be useful to me sometimes. We'll see you then." The face with a hint of an obscene smile suddenly appeared in my mind.

"Yan'er. What's wrong with you." Xu is face turned pale instantly when he saw Xiang Yantian. Yan Qing's eyes revealed a trace of worry. Busy asked.

"Nothing ......"

It's a coincidence. Or is there some hidden secret in it. Xiang Yantian's face showed a hint of helplessness. She didn't expect that what she thought was a joke would come true. Although there is hope for life. But she still felt quite heavy in her heart. The feeling of being prophesied with her fate really made her feel unwell.

The slender hand slowly tightened the sheets. She lowered her eyes slightly. Xin's long black hair slipped down like silk. Covered her eyes. Her shoulders were trembling slightly. Suddenly. She felt her hand wrapped tightly around a slightly wide hand. A faint body temperature came from the palm of his hand. Gradually warmed her already cold hands.

Keep your head up. Her eyes had long been blurred by tears. But they met his smiling eyes. Bent like a crescent moon. She had rarely seen him laugh like this.