The demon slayer turned around and glared at Nianhua, reached out and took out a medicine bottle from his arms and threw it over.

"Just say a few words. Then, take one when you have a headache. "Deepavali has seen Nianhua have a headache, although this young man is from a noble background, he is frail and sickly, with countless new and old scars all over his body, and he has a headache at a young age, but I am afraid that he has not been taken care of by others, and his life is not satisfactory, and I don't know how this teenager was brought up.

Nianhua took the medicine bottle, he pinched it carefully a few times, feeling the feeling of the body temperature of the little divine doctor, so warm, it was what he had been longing for, or not, he was always young, and there was time to break them up, thinking like this, but suddenly brightened, he meditated for a long time, raised his head to say goodbye, suddenly his face changed greatly, he was terrified, and rushed towards the demon slayer desperately.

The demon slayer was pushed by him and fell out. When she reacted, she saw that the dagger with highly poisoned poison was plunged straight into Nianhua's heart, and the culprit Xiao Sifei was full of shock, panicked, and finally cried out in pain.

"How can this be, how can this be, young master, what's so good about that woman, young master."

Chu Jinghuan looked back when he heard this, looked at everything in front of him, and instantly understood, he raised his foot and kicked Xiao Sifei away, kicking her three feet away, spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, unable to move.

"Little Doctor, I'm in so much pain." Nian Hua weakly stretched out his hand to grab the demon slayer.

The demon slayer hurriedly rushed over, helped Nianhua up, and reached out to hold his wound, Xiao Sifei used all his strength this time, and the dagger was inserted very deeply, even if Chu Jinghuan sealed the big hole around his heart, he was powerless to return to the sky, and the gurgling blood couldn't stop. If it can't be cured, why can't you give him a chance to be a good person? The demon slayer raised her head several times, trying not to let the tears flow, she sealed Nianhua's pain with a golden needle, and her voice trembled, comforting him.

"Okay, Nianhua, it doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt anymore."

"Sure enough, good people don't live long, I've done all the bad things in my life, but I did this good thing to you, and I didn't expect to be retributed immediately."

The demon slayer laughed, but suddenly his eyes turned red: "You also know that you are a bad person, don't worry, the scourge will last for a thousand years, and you will be fine."

"You're lying, haha... cough cough~" Nianhua was funny and coquettish, but it touched the wound and caused a cough, the demon slayer hurriedly calmed his breath and said: "Little divine doctor, have you ever hated me."

The demon slayer nodded, remembering that he didn't have much time left, so he changed his words again, stretched out a little finger and gestured, "A little, just a little."

"You lied to me again, but I'm so happy, why are you lying to me and I'm so happy."

"Because you're perverted?"

"Haha~cough~"

Nianhua coughed even more, until the bubbling blood spurted out, and the tears of the demon slayer came out, and she helped him wipe the blood from his mouth indiscriminately, but the more he wiped it, the more he wiped it, the hot blood scalded her heart, stained her hands, and finally dyed Nianhua's immature face red.

Nianhua raised his hand to wipe away the tears of the demon slayer, looking at the tears on his fingertips, he smiled happily, smiling like an innocent boy: "Little divine doctor, are you crying for me, it feels good that someone is worried." Nianhua took a few breaths, opened his mouth, worked hard for a long time, and finally spit out a sentence as if he tried his best: "Don't hate me." “

At this time, thunder and rain swept in, the waves on the sea were rolling, and the rest of the people fled in vastness. A fresh life passed in his arms, so fragile, so powerless, the demon slayer pressed against Nianhua's cheeks, crying heartbreakingly, the heavy rain washed away Nianhua's childish face, he lay there obediently, as if he was asleep, he no longer cried out of pain, he went, left this world that did not give him a trace of warmth, left this unworthy world.

The Demon Slayer Demon lost his soul and let Chu Jinghuan lead him away, watching Xiao Sifei's figure crawl towards Nianhua from a distance, and let out a sharp cry, Look, there are still others who care about you, Nianhua.