Qing Huan ignored Shao Xiu's question, and just said hurriedly: "Why do you call her Master?" ”

Shaoxiu looked at Qinghuan suspiciously, and then looked at Nanyang: "I'...... It's Master's apprentice, so naturally he has to call Master......"

Nan Yang took Shaoxiu's little hand and held up an umbrella to cover half of her, not planning to look at Qinghuan more at all: "Xiu'er, let's go." ”

When Qing Huan saw Nan Yang's appearance, she was immediately furious, and she stepped forward and grabbed Nan Yang's cold hand tightly: "This is your new apprentice?" When did you receive it? ”

Nan Yang turned her face slightly, squinted at her lightly, and her voice was as cold as her hand: "Does it have anything to do with you?" ”

Qinghuan's eyes suddenly turned red, she was silent for a moment, and said, "Didn't you promise me not to accept apprentices again?" ”

"How much have you done what you promised me?" Nan Yang wanted to pull her hand out, but Qinghuan clenched it very tightly, she was displeased, frowned, and said, "Let go." ”

Shaoxiu felt that the atmosphere was strange, so she didn't speak, just stayed quietly.

"I know you hate me, I'm sorry, I was wrong. I regret it, I want to go back to the north to punish, I want to go home......" The tears in the corners of Qinghuan's eyes slid down the side of her face and stared on her chin, "Master...... I'm sorry. ”

"......" Nan Yang carried a little internal force in his hand, and forcibly broke free of his hand from Qinghuan's hand. She bent down, picked up Shaoxiu, held up an umbrella for her, and left without saying a word.

"Master!" Qinghuan shouted again.

Nan Yang paused, but did not look back. It's just that Shao Xiu was lying on Nan Yang's shoulder and looked at Qinghuan with a pair of black and bright eyes.

"How much time do we have...... I don't want to be wasted like that, I want to hold it firmly in my hands every day for the rest of the day. You give me another chance, can't you? ”

"......" Nan Yang was still silent, she seemed to sigh softly, and then walked to her bedroom with Shaoxiu in her arms, her steps were slow, until she could no longer see her clearly in the heavy snow.

Qinghuan stared at the girl Nan Yang was holding tightly, and the crazy anger that suddenly set off in her heart almost swallowed her, and the coldness towards herself and the tenderness to the child formed such a big contrast. For some reason, she had a feeling of betrayal, which made her instantly become manic, as if there was a fire in her chest that she had to vent.

She turned around and let out a low cry, and slammed her fist into the wooden pillar of the cowshed, which broke in an instant, and the roof of the barn fell down with the snow, causing the cows to scream in panic.

The jealousy in Qinghuan's heart continued to swell, her chest rose and fell violently, and she couldn't control herself for a while.

A drop of blood suddenly fell from the white soft snow, followed by two drops, then three drops. Qinghuan covered her burning nose and furrowed her eyebrows. Nosebleeds again.

Inner Breath Burst...... Inner Breath Burst......

Why, why did she suffer from these?

Infinite grievances and sadness suddenly flooded her mind like a flood, and she thought of a long, long time ago when she was in Hongfei Pavilion, she practiced her sword diligently for her master's hard work day and night, and broke her teeth and swallowed it in her stomach. And that day, she was also seriously injured, so she knelt in the snow outside Kunlun Huaxu for a day, and no one paid attention.

Over the years, she has paid less!

The past was quickly connected in her mind and quickly slid by, which made her more angry and unwilling the more she thought about it, and she had not really enjoyed the beautiful thing in this world before she was sentenced to death.

Why is her life all suffering?

Qinghuan's eyes were swollen and bloodshot, extremely terrifying, her feelings were no longer out of her control, and when she saw the cow on the side, she stepped forward without thinking and grabbed the cow's neck.

Bianzi, who was originally planning to peek at the side for a while and leave, but found that things were not developing as he imagined at all, took advantage of this scene, and hurriedly rushed forward to grab Qinghuan and pull her back: "Qinghuan! Are you crazy! ”

"Get out of here!" Qinghuan roared angrily, pushed away the edge, but he fell to the ground weakly.

Bian Zi was horrified to find that Qinghuan was bleeding not only from his nose, but also from the corners of his eyes and lips. Qinghuan panted and supported the ground with one hand, trembling on his face and wiping it gently, his palms were full of blood.

"Ah......h She trembled and touched the blood clotting pill that Qingchuan Zizeng had given her on her body, and took two pills with difficulty.

"Light Joy...... What happened to you? Bian Zi stepped forward to hold her shoulder.

"It's okay...... It's okay......" Qinghuan seemed to be afraid that others would touch her, she stepped back again and again, "I'm confused......"

"Why are you bleeding? I have to take you to Uncle Yu Xiu immediately and let him show you. ”

Qinghuan wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve in a panic: "No...... No, I'm fine. ”

How could she lose control of her feelings, as if her brain didn't belong to her anymore.

"Light joy! I'm your brother, I'm your own brother! Bian Zi grabbed Qinghuan's shoulder and said loudly, his thick inky eyebrows furrowed tightly, as if he was unwilling.

"I'm really fine, just for a moment...... It's just anger, don't worry. Qinghuan turned his face sideways, not wanting Bian Zi to see his face.

“…… Come back to your room with me to rest, if there is anything we will talk about tomorrow, the future will be long, Master will always forgive you. Bian Zi took advantage of the help of Qing Huan to get up, looked back at the frightened cow who had just come back from a walk around the Yama Palace, sighed heavily, gritted his teeth and helped Qing Huan to the guest room first.