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Mo Yunkai hurriedly returned to the Zuiyue Tower with Wuyou in his arms, only to see that Wuyou had multiple sword wounds all over his body, and he had fallen asleep.

Leng Xiangfan took the unconscious person from Mo Yunkai's hand, but when he saw the appearance of being bruised all over his body, his heart suddenly sank.

"Does the lord really hate Wuyu so much?" Leng Xiangfan questioned in a deep voice, and he couldn't care about the person in front of him, he was the most unoffending person in this drunken moon building.

Listening to Leng Xiangfan's questioning, Mo Yunkai's face still did not change, he only looked out the window silently, and there was already a glimmer of light in the sky.

"If I hate her, why should I save her?"

Leng Xiangfan placed Wuyou on the bed steadily, "Over the years, she has fought for her life to atone for her sins, since you don't hate her, why don't you want ......to tell her?"

Mo Yunkai turned his head and looked at Wu You, who was sleeping, and his eyes flashed a little moved, "She is bent on death, what does it have to do with me." ”

Leng Xiangfan smiled, with contempt, "The lord is so indifferent, and he has no quiet thoughts, and the lord should understand it best......"

"That's her business, Leng Protector's heart, it seems to be a little too much, right?" Mo Yunkai suddenly turned his gaze and looked at Leng Xiangfan indifferently, and a wisp of murderous aura gradually appeared in the air.

"I don't dare to offend the lord, but if the lord can't keep Wuyou's safety, I won't stand idly by......" Leng Xiangfan said word by word, not afraid of the killing intent in Mo Yunkai's eyes.

"Leng Protector is too worried, before worrying about your little master, let's think about how to protect yourself." Mo Yunkai hooked the corners of his lips slightly, and after smiling coldly, he brushed his sleeves and went out, disappearing into the faint dawn.

After Moyun left, Leng Xiangfan walked to the bed in silence, he carefully checked Wuyou's injury, the elegant smile on his face no longer existed, and his face was full of worry and pity.

The skin injuries on her body were fine, but the poison in her eyes was a little tricky, and it took him three hours to deal with them together.

On the second day, it was already evening, and the setting sun dyed the entire imperial capital city red.

Leng Xiangfan stood by the window, looking at the charming demon red, as red as blood.

It's like their lives, at some point, are dyed through the red.

"Brother Yi......"

When he heard the noise, he looked back, and saw the man on the bed stretching out his hand in his dream, as if trying to grasp something, so helpless.

Ten years had passed, and she was still trapped in the nightmare of ten years ago.

"Don't !!!" She was awakened by the sword and sword shadows in her dream, but she got up and saw nothing.

Everything in front of me was dark, not even a little light.

"No ghost." Leng Xiangfan stepped forward and grabbed her hand that was searching wildly.

"Brother Leng? I—What's wrong with me? She asked with a little panic, cold sweat still on her forehead, and the endless darkness in front of her overwhelmed her.

"Your eyes are poisoned, you can't see anything for a while, it's fine." He clutched her hand tightly, his eyes full of worry and distress.

"Is it so......" she said in a trembling voice, and then returned to silence, as if burying the whole person in the darkness.

"Don't worry, in just three days, I can make you recover." Seeing that she didn't speak, Leng Xiangfan saw her worries, so he told the truth and wanted to reassure her.

"Actually...... That's not bad, but all the origins and sins of the future will be invisible. She said, her expression was really a little lonely, as if she was immersed in the abyss, unable to extricate herself.

"How can that be? Hongyao and Shangguan Yu will not only call me a quack, but they must kill me, you should not be trapped in injustice......" he said jokingly, his tone was rare and lighthearted.

She chuckled softly, as if amused by him.

"Thank you, Brother Leng, you haven't given up on me for ten years." She suddenly said solemnly, with a hint of gratitude in her godless eyes.

"Why do you say that all of a sudden?" Leng Xiangfan was stunned for a moment, not understanding the meaning of her words.

Wuyou curled the corners of her lips, and she said: "In the past ten years, if you hadn't been by my side, crying and laughing with me, I'm afraid I wouldn't have had the courage to continue to live all these years......"

Leng Xiangfan's heart was stagnant, and the feeling of sourness and pain suddenly disappeared at that moment.

However, even though he was too relieved, he was unwilling and could not express it.

"I'm a doctor, and it's my duty not to give up on patients." His tone was soft, and he understated how many incomprehensible feelings he had.

But in his heart, it is an affirmation that has never wavered.

As long as he is still alive, he will never let her die first, because she is alive and the only reason for him to stay in the world.