That faint voice was Xiaolan's call, she tilted her head to look at Ye Yinan, raised her little hand slightly and stretched out to him, this simple action seemed to consume all her strength.

The evil qi disappeared in an instant, Ye Yinan couldn't care about chasing people anymore, and came to Xiaolan's side in a flash, hugged her neck, and hugged the girl, his eyes were full of deep remorse and self-blame.

The monk who rejoiced in Zen Buddhism liked to pick yin and make up for yang, and used women as furnaces, if a female warrior encountered, it was indispensable to be picked up and replenished, and the foundation was destroyed, and Xiaolan was just an ordinary person who had not entered the martial arts, and there was no cultivation as a protection, but the spirit and spirit were replenished!

"Brother Ye Yinan, you ...... Don't be sad, Xiaolan thought...... Look at you laughing. Xiaolan said intermittently, her little hands trembling and trying to grab Ye Yinan's clothes, even if she was uncomfortable, her eyes that had lost their previous luster did not mean to blame at all.

Ye Yinan wanted to hear her words and smiled, but how could he laugh, grabbed her little hand, pressed it on his chest, and said in a trembling voice: "It's all my fault! blame me for not protecting you......"

What made him even more desperate was that no matter how much he injected Yuan Force into the girl's body, he couldn't stop the flow of her remaining essence.

"How can there be~" Xiaolan pouted and retorted: "You are not an immortal, where can you predict everything, and who can know that if one thief is gone, another thief will come." ”

She moved her head, leaned comfortably on Ye Yinan's shoulder, and suddenly laughed softly: "Do you know? Actually, I have wanted to have an older brother since I was a child, and whenever I see the girls in the village who have a brother, I am very envious, but unfortunately I am my grandma's first child." Hee-hee, but since I met you, I feel like I have a brother, and that feeling of being protected is so good. ”

Ye Yinan's heart was trembling violently, his eyes couldn't help but moisten, and he roared: "Xiaolan, I am your brother, I love your brother the most, I will save you back like before." ”

As he spoke, he turned the third-order elixir refined with the essence blood of the beast king into a gentle medicinal power, and sent it into the girl's body like a trickle.

The girl's eyes were slightly half-closed, and her voice became lower and lower: "Brother, thank you, Xiaolan is so sleepy, Xiaolan wants to sleep for a while, just for a while." ”

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......

The rain did not stop at all, and lightning flashed one after another, as if vowing to shatter the sky, and the heavy thunder was like a roar of wrath from the heavens.

In the village temple, Ye Yinan was distracted and hugged the girl who was curled up in his arms like a little rabbit, but the cold touch made his heart like a pinprick.

The elixir refined with the essence blood of the beast king contained a huge amount of essence and spirit, and compared with other elixirs of the same level, the effect on healing was the most significant. Fang Cai's situation had indeed improved, for example, the speed at which the essence and spirit were passing and the speed at which the pill was replenished were basically balanced.

As long as Xiaolan can survive this time, then Ye Yinan will have a way to cure her, but he underestimated the girl's importance of her chastity, this kind of thing happened, which grew up in the heart of the innocent and conservative girl in Shikou Village has always hidden her will to die, so she did not survive.

Maybe she will not die, even if she is rescued, she will choose to throw herself into the well.

"You stupid girl, why don't you obey? Ye Yinan muttered in a low voice, as if he had lost his soul, his movements stiffened, and he smoothed and tidied up the girl's clothes little by little.

It's just that this time, the innocent and lovely girl never responded to him again.

"Uh......" A painful voice suddenly sounded in the temple, Ye Qing covered his head and woke up slowly, he glanced around, reacted that this was a village temple, stood up suddenly, and shouted at Ye Yinan: "Brother Nan, a powerful monk broke in just now, I am not against him, fortunately you are back, you beat him away......"

Before he finished speaking, he froze in place, his eyes widened and widened, and a touch of horror spread in it, and in his sight, Ye Yinan was holding Xiaolan in despair, but Xiaolan's body did not have a trace of vitality, and her pale face made her look like a porcelain doll.

"This ...... This can't be, it can't be, it's impossible......" He repeated the same words over and over again, his face turned pale, he trembled and retreated, and sat down on the ground.

A trace of unspeakable fear spread in his heart, at first he swore to agree to Xiaolan's proposal, and he was also staying in the village temple, but now this scene in front of him made him fall into an endless nightmare, and he didn't even dare to approach the girl, although the girl had left forever.

He didn't know how to face Xiaolan's family, nor did he know how to face Village Chief Huang, let alone how to face Ye Yinan, his heavy grief and self-blame were extreme, he pulled his hair, roared strangely, and crawled out in a broken down.

At this time, it was already late at night, and the movement of Ye Yinan's battle with Sekong was very loud before, and after such a long time, Huang Pan and the others felt that it should be almost over, so they leaned over cautiously.

But just when they approached, they found that Ye Qing had run out of the temple with a collapsed look, and suddenly an extremely uneasy mood spread among everyone.

Aunt Li's legs were even weaker, and she shook hard, but fortunately she was supported by Miao Bo next to her, otherwise she would have fallen into the puddle.

"This ......" As soon as he walked into the temple gate, Huang Pan's face changed greatly, although he had a little guess about Ye Qing's reaction just now in his heart, he definitely didn't want to believe that kind of speculation, but the reality gave him a slap in the face.

He even wanted to block the couple behind him at the door, but what was the difference between that and covering his ears and stealing the bell?

He saw the thief who was tied to the side with a pockmarked face, but Xiaolan actually ......

Although he knew that Ye Yinan had been helping Shikou Village without asking for anything in return the whole process, the death of the girl now still made him inevitably feel resentment in his heart, even if this resentment only accounted for a small part in the face of the anger against the flower thief and the pain of the girl's death.

Looking over Huang Pan's body, Aunt Li saw the appearance in the temple, and suddenly let out a miserable scream, like a cuckoo crying blood, she pushed Huang Pan away and stumbled over, snatching her daughter from Ye Yinan's arms.

"Girl, grandma is here, wake up, don't scare grandma, don't sleep! grandma promises never to nag you again in the future, wake up......" She hugged Xiaolan tightly in her arms, pressed her face against the girl's cold face, and tears poured down like heavy rain outside.

Bang!

The cry was full of heart-rending pain, and the mother who had lost her daughter cried until her voice was hoarse, and she fainted on the ground without breathing, but even if she fainted, the hands that held her daughter tightly did not relax in the slightest.

Ye Yinan sat next to him like a sculpture, without saying a word, because he didn't know what to say, the apology and explanation seemed so pale and powerless, Xiaolan's experience was inseparable from himself, the monk who was happy with Zen Buddhism was obviously coming for himself, Xiaolan just became a victim of his revenge on himself.

From beginning to end, Miao Bo and Aunt Li never scolded him, but this made him even more uncomfortable, compared to this, he hoped that the second elder could scold himself fiercely, or even beat him violently.

He sat on the cold ground like this, not even knowing when the people in the village temple left with Xiaolan.

Huang Pan was the last person to leave, he looked at Ye Yinan's appearance, and sighed secretly in his heart, he could naturally see the pain and self-blame of this young man, but he really didn't know how to speak, and finally left the village temple with a long sigh.

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Several days passed, and Xiaolan was buried.

Ye Yinan hid in a big tree, waited until the villagers left, and gently landed in front of the grave, this small tomb is not deserted, and the side is full of Xiaolan's favorite begonias.

He sat down cross-legged, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the stone tablet engraved with a familiar name in front of him, and couldn't help but think of pictures in his mind, the girl with an empty bamboo basket on her back bouncing in front of her when she first saw it, and the girl holding flower tea and looking forward to the future of Shikou Village with an expectant face, as well as the girl's blushing face when she was mentioned by her mother at home......

Tears slid silently down his cheeks, and a breeze blew, and the begonias, which grew much taller than other flowers under the stone monument, swayed gently with the gust of wind, caressing his wrists softly like a small hand, as if Xiaolan was whispering to comfort him.

"Sister Xiaolan, I, Ye Yinan, swear to the sky here, I will let that person be buried for you in this life, no, not enough, I will let the whole Huanxi Zen Sect bury you with you!"

Stomp ......

There was a very light footstep behind him, but Ye Yinan was too engrossed, and he didn't notice until the person behind him was already very close.

He wiped his eyes with his sleeve, and slowly turned around, it was Xiaolan's sister, Miao Qianqian, but I don't know how this little girl slipped out of the house alone.

He looked at Miao Qianqian's eyes, and suddenly found that she seemed to be different from before, although the previous girl was very different, but her every move and even her demeanor was still a child, but now her eyes seemed to have changed in just a few days, and she no longer looked like an eight or nine-year-old child.

"Brother. ”

Ye Yinan originally thought that she would hold a grudge against herself because of her sister's affairs, but the girl opened her mouth with a familiar brother, which instantly made him tremble slightly.

Immediately afterwards, Miao Qianqian asked that question again, but this time, it was no longer the eyes full of expectation and innocence that looked at him, but mixed with deep pleading.

"Can you teach me how to practice swords?"

Ye Yinan stared at her for a long time, and finally shook his head, because Uncle Miao and Aunt Li only had such a daughter as her, and he really didn't want the girl in front of him to step into the martial arts and get involved in a series of disputes in the rivers and lakes.

Thump!

Miao Qianqian's gaze did not flinch at all, she no longer spoke, but knelt down on her knees, and her little head hung down in front of her knees, like a poor little beast curled up in a ball, seeing her like this, Ye Yinan couldn't bear to close her eyes.

After a long time, Ye Yinan opened his arms and gently hugged the stele, broke off a begonia flower and put it in front of the stele, and then embarked on the way back to Ziyun City.

The thinly dressed girl stood in front of the grave, watching him leave from a distance, turned to look at the three words "Miao Xiaolan" on the stone tablet, her small lips moved slightly, and she surprised to slowly pop out four words: "Happy Zen Buddhism." ”

The sound was colder than the autumn wind that blew the leaves yellow.

And in her arms, lying quietly in a blue book, this is a book that changes the trajectory of her future destiny.

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