240 Doubts grow like weeds

(Thank you MONIYUA for the sachet of sister paper, thank you~ In addition, the plot has been slower these days, and the pace will be accelerated~)

The wound was already oozing blood, and Ximen Ruohan's face was becoming more and more solemn, like splashing ink in the night.

In this situation, you can't ignore her.

He took out a bottle of healing elixir from his bosom, pinched her teeth, and fed the pill into it. He looked at the blood-stained wound again, and flew towards Lu Lai.

The light work is wonderful, like the misty clouds on the top of Lushan Mountain, leaving a touch of cold and cold breath, and people are already a hundred feet away.

"Brother Xian, where are you going?"

"Big brother, he must be the owner of Ximen Zhuang, I want to meet him." If he misses this opportunity, he's an idiot.

Such a powerful and non-negligible aura, a wonderful light skill in the world, and that awe-inspiring cold sword, dressed in white like snow, and surnamed Ximen, is he not Ximen Ruohan or who?

Mo Yun was overjoyed, and also launched the best light exercise body method to chase in the direction where the two disappeared.

Not to mention, this young man's light skills are really good, there are no complicated moves, and he is not heroic and sassy, but he is definitely fast. This man's light martial arts are like the sword in his hand, full of wildness and aggression.

It's as if their existence is to defeat their opponents, not to be pleasing to the eye and admire.

Ximen Ruohan's light skills were originally impossible for anyone to catch up. But at this time, there was an injured Miss Wang in his arms, and the speed was naturally slower. And Mo Yun learned that the person in front of him was Ximen Ruohan, and chased after him with all his might. Comparing the two sides, Mo Yun finally caught up with Ximen Ruohan when he was approaching Shenzhou.

Ximen Ruohan had already noticed that there was someone behind him. If it is usual, whoever has the courage to chase him must be that person who thinks his life is too long.

And this time. Simon Ruohan ignored it. The wounds of the person in his arms were oozing more and more, and Ximen Ruohan rushed back to the inn while protecting Miss Wang in his arms, so he naturally had no intention of anything else.

"Puff~" A mouthful of blood choked out, and Miss Wang struggled to wake up from Ximen Ruohan's arms.

Why do I vomit blood?

"Simon...... Ahem...... Big brother ......" another mouthful of blood gushed out, staining the corners of Miss Wang's mouth red.

Caught off guard, Ximen Ruohan stretched out his hand to clasp Wang Ling's pulse, as if in disbelief, looking at Miss Wang, who was covering her chest and her brows were about to be knotted but still holding back a word.

"Don't speak. You've been poisoned. ”

"......" Wang Ling's eyes widened, Ximen Ruohan only thought she was frightened, paused, and said in a slightly soft voice: "With me, you will be fine." ”

Ximen Ruohan helped Miss Wang, sat on the ground, and pushed her behind her back with one palm, "I'll force the poison out for you." ”

Now he finally knew why she had suddenly sat in the middle of the road. Why did you fall asleep on the road in broad daylight? Because even Wang Ling herself didn't know that she had been poisoned, she did it just because her body was too weak to support it.

Simon Ruohan couldn't understand. Obviously her body was very uncomfortable, she didn't say a word, and she was still playing there. Was she glad that others saw her as a wayward woman? I'd rather be a villain in the eyes of everyone. I don't want to show half of my vulnerability, right?

"Brother Simon. It's very laborious to force drugs. What if someone came at this time? "She's hurt though. The ear power is still there, and not far away, there is a master standing.

"Come on." If he really dares to come, he will let him come and go. Ximen Ruohan glanced at Mo Yun in the distance, there was no extra emotion in his eyes, but at this moment, no one dared to move or take advantage of the void.

Mo Yun was not a villain who took advantage of people's danger, and when he realized that something might have happened to the girl and the owner of Ximen Zhuang was starting to rescue her, he stood in a safe range and did not move a single step.

He turned his back to the two of them, clutched his sword, and looked at the people who kept pouring in outside the city.

He's not an enemy, he's protecting them both.

Ximen Ruohan hooked the corners of his mouth as if mocking, and every time he laughed, there was always this kind of mocking and arrogant meaning.

Wang Ling knew that he still admired the young man named Mo Yun.

Just now, Mo Yun saved his life with a single move.

"Poof-" The poison in the body was forced out with a stroke of luck. The wound was not in place, and it could not be treated for the time being, so Ximen Ruohan clicked on several acupoints on her chest to stop the bleeding for her. The rest can only be dealt with at the Gaosheng Inn.

Mo Yun saw that the exercise was completed here, and flew over with a sword.

"Mo Yun has seen the owner of Ximen Village."

"What?"

"I have heard that the swordsmanship of the master of Ximen Zhuang is at the pinnacle, it is the sword technique of the gods, Mo Yun has learned swords since he was a child, and I want to ask the master of Ximen Zhuang for advice."

"Then do you know that once I use my sword, I will see blood?"

"Mo Yun knows that the swordsmanship of the owner of Ximen Zhuang is the swordsmanship of killing, and the competition is also a life-and-death fight. If he can fight with the owner of Ximen Zhuang, even if he dies under the sword of the owner, Mo Yun will die without regrets. ”

"After five years, we can fight."

After saying this, Ximen Ruohan carried Miss Wang into Shenzhou City.

And Mo Yun stood in place, savoring the last words left by Ximen Ruohan. What the owner of Ximen Zhuang means is that with his current martial arts and hard work, he will only be qualified to become his opponent in five years, right?

Soon arrived at the Gaosheng Inn, and as soon as he entered the door, Wen Ting came down from the second floor with the piano on his back.

Since coming to Shenzhou, Ah Si and Wen Ershao are often too busy to see anyone. Even Wen Shu's memory was chaotic and his heart changed greatly, and Wen Ting didn't know it yet.

Yesterday night, Wen Ershao returned to the Gaosheng Inn. After learning about Wen Shu's situation, he decided to rush to Wudang Mountain to meet them in the morning, and when he went downstairs, he happened to meet Ximen Ruohan, who came in with Miss Wang.

"Didn't the owner of Ximen Villa go back to Drifting Snow Mountain Villa early in the morning?"

Ximen Ruohan glanced at the person in his arms, and Wang Ling also blushed at the right time, and said apologetically: "It's all because of me, delaying Brother Ximen's trip." ”

"Miss Wang, are you injured?"

"The wound is open, but it's fine." Wang Ling didn't want to say anything about her poisoning for the time being, so she looked at Wen Ting again and grinned, "Wen Ershao, are you leaving?" ”

"I heard that Shu'er had an accident, I don't worry, I'm going to take a look."

"With Xie Xiaoji and the Admiralty Tower here, Xiaoshu shouldn't be fine."

"I know this, it's just that my father and Siniang handed over Shu'er's safety to me, how can I, as a brother, care." Saying that, Wen Ting arched his hand towards the two, "Master Ximen, Miss Wang, Wen said goodbye first~"

Ximen Ruohan nodded, and Wang Ling saw him off with a smile: "Wen Ershao, be careful all the way." ”

"Thank you."

Wen Ting passed by the two of them, as if in slow motion, Wen Ting was as elegant as a fairy and as elegant as dust. The guqin on the back was covered by a cyan sleeve, and when the two of them passed, the sleeve gently touched Ximen Ruohan's shoulder, and a faint fragrance entered Miss Wang's nose.

"......" Ximen Ruohan looked down at the person in his arms, Wang Ling's face was full of surprise and unspeakable fear. And his snow-white sleeves were also clenched tightly by her.

Ximen Ruohan frowned slightly, "What's wrong?" ”

Wang Ling raised her head in fright, reacted to his inquiry, shook her head indiscriminately, and refused to say anything.

Ximen Ruohan turned around and looked at Wen Ting, who had already walked away, while Miss Wang clutched his chest, uneasiness enveloped her, airtight.

Carrying the person upstairs, Wang Ling didn't let go of her hand as if she didn't feel it.

Ximen Ruohan pulled her hand, glanced at her, and came to the door.

"Brother Ximen—" Wang Ling was so shocked that she was about to get up.

"Lie down and don't move, I'll call the doctor."

Ximen Ruohan didn't go far, and asked the shopkeeper Gao to ask for a doctor, and he went back to the room. Standing in the doorway, the person on the bed was lying on the bed, covered with a quilt, and she could still feel her trembling.

Simon Ruohan's heart trembled, looked at the person on the bed, and thought about what happened. What had happened, why was she suddenly scared like this, and what could make the sheep who were carefree and had no worries but sleep shiver with fear?

Lifting the thin quilt, the person on the bed was curled up, his hands in front of his chest, and he forced himself into the bed. It was as if she would be able to blend into the walls and not become a target for others.

And the blood in his chest, because of this struggle, has been moving more and more, flowing into the bright quilt, shocking.

Ximen Ruohan pulled the person up from the bed and asked her to sit down obediently. And Miss Wang threw herself into his arms with a "wow-" sound.

"Wow-Brother Simon-"

Miss Wang was so dizzy from crying that she was still twitching, and she was really scared. Ximen Ruohan wanted to tear her away, but he couldn't bear it, opened his hands slightly, and let her hold her.

“…… What's wrong? Simon Ruohan's cold voice was a little out of shape, and he didn't know how to talk to such a girl who was crying with him in her arms. Perhaps he had never had such an experience before.

And it is undeniable that for Ximen Ruohan, Miss Wang is a little different after all.

"Brother Simon--woo-someone is going to kill me-"

"Who's going to kill you?"

"Yes...... Yes......" Wang Ling was for a long time, and she didn't continue.

"Wen Ting?"

Wang Ling's eyes widened, as if asking him, how do you know?

Ximen Ruohan is not a stupid person, she didn't have anything to do before she saw Wen Ting, and after separating from him, she was afraid of being like this, isn't Wen Ting who is?

"Is it really him?"

"I'm not sure, but ...... The man who stabbed me with a sword in the Shenmei Palace...... It's scary...... He's horrible...... The surrounding voices buzzed...... Luo Soul Sword...... What the mustache said...... Piercing my body, I saw only the bright red tip of the sword dripping blood on the ground...... My Blood...... I can't do anything, I know I'm going to die......"

………… (To be continued......)