Chapter Seventy-Four: That Touch of Tenderness

"You...... Brother Sima ......"

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It turned out that all this was because he was "Sima Yi", a big traitor who was considered unkind, unjust, and disloyal by the world.

It is precisely because of this that he has been cursed by the world for all his life, and he has been sinned for life and has not died well.

"Brother Sima, let's fight against this day, this earth, this person, we ...... together"

"Hehe, brother, father, mother and brothers will be taken care of by you."

Sima Lao Er smiled faintly, looking so free and easy in the sunset in this memory space.

Sima Yi had an inexplicable sadness, as if something bad was going to happen.

"Brother Sima, what's wrong with you, can I help you?"

"It's irretrievable from the moment I came to your memory space, and we're all alone, so we don't have to mind."

"Brother Sima......" Sima Yi stepped forward and wanted to hold Sima Er's hand, but Sima Er's hands had turned into nothingness.

Sima Lao'er's figure is getting fader and fainter, and Sima Yi can see the sunset behind him through his body.

"I have sealed the useful memory of my life in the depths of your memory, and it will naturally appear for you when you need it." Sima Lao Er said with a smile.

"Brother Sima...... Go all the way. Sima Yi's eyes were a little sour.

Sima Lao Er could see it, and smiled at Sima and said:

"I don't care who you marry, but you must treat Chunhua well, I owe him too much, since you are my next life, you can realize it."

The voice disappeared, the figure dissipated, and he buried himself in his previous life, who will be buried in the next life......

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In the small hut, on the kang, a handsome young man closed his eyes tightly.

The sound of squeaky teeth sounded, and a girl pushed the door with a small bowl, and the girl was wearing ordinary women's clothes, but she still couldn't stop her natural beauty.

"Why aren't you awake?" The girl whispered to herself, and the doctor said that he was obviously fine, but he was weak, and he still didn't move after giving him so many tonics.

Tang Ji gently touched Sima Yi in a coma with his hand, his eyes were confused, why did he unconsciously help his face?

She only knew that she would be quiet in her heart, and even a little like it.

No, I just wanted him to break the seal on me, yes, yes. Tang Ji thought to herself.

The buzzing sound was accompanied by a huge mosquito sticking to Sima Yi's face, and Tang Ji still remembered the doctor's advice not to mess with the patient.

Stretched out her white right hand and fanned the top of the mosquito, but the dead mosquito didn't move, Tang Ji was angry, raised her palm and was about to slap it down, slapping the dead mosquito to death.

When the hand was about to be patted, she hesitated, alas! Forget it. He is a patient. Tang Ji thought so.

So she plugged her pink mouth and gently blew at the mosquito, trying to blow away the dead mosquito.

Sima Yi felt a hot wind blowing on his face, and there was a faint fragrance in the wind.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that familiar pretty face appear in my eyes.

"What are you doing?" Sima Yi suddenly spoke.

"Ah...... Ah......h

This woman wants to kiss herself, forget it, and she still screams nonsense, making herself seem to be strong or something.

Sima Yi glared at the girl in his arms viciously: "Do you want to kiss me secretly?"

I saw that the girl nodded first and then shook her head, which made Sima Yi confused.

However, according to the current situation, Tang Ji must have wanted to let go of her mouth, so Sima Yi let go of his hand.

Tang Ji was worthy of being the top assassin killer of this era, and the moment Sima Yi let go of her, he turned around and crawled into his arms face to face in an ambiguous posture.

Tang Ji wanted to throw herself into her arms...... Think too much. Sima Yi felt as if a certain part of his body was broken in the next second, and leaned on the kang to cover the source of the pain in pain.

"Auntie's internal breath is sealed by you, so what, the playboy who abuses you with kidney deficiency is more than enough." Tang Ji clapped her hands and said proudly, and then she was about to turn around and go out, but she only remembered the purpose of this trip after catching a glance at the bowl of swarthy decoction by the kang.

Picked up the small bowl and walked back to the kang, staring at Sima Yi, who was still frowning in pain, with a bright smile on his face: "Come, dear Sima Gongzi, drink this bowl of perfect tonic soup!"

Sima Yi was in the mood to listen to her, he knew that he was broken now.

Seeing that Sima Yi actually ignored herself, Tang Ji was unhappy again, and my aunt and grandmother ignored me for your good.

She grabbed Sima Yi's jaw and forced Sima Yi to open his mouth, and put the swarthy thing called Shiquan Tonic Soup into his mouth, and there was not a drop left.

Looking at the young Tang Ji who had fainted, he shook his head, the current person! She really couldn't stand the toss, and after putting Sima Yi in order, she gently exited the room.

The early morning is vigorous, the early morning is full of vitality, and the early morning is not lazy.

Sima Yi opened his eyes lightly and looked at the dilapidated four walls around him, where is this?

It was just a dream! It's terrible, Sima Yi thinks about the dream he had last night, that Tang Ji is too cruel.

said that Tang Ji Tang Ji is really here, it is still the clothes in the "dream", it is still the small bowl and the inconvenient perfect tonic soup.

"Sima Gongzi drank the medicine!" With the same tone, Sima Yi shook his head that last night's was just a dream, how can a dream be regarded as a reality? Besides, I'm still holding the handle of this chick.

Sima Yi shook his silver-white hair very stiffly, turned his back and said coldly: "Don't drink, go out."

"Are you sure?" Tang Ji's voice was like a spring breeze, although Sima Yi couldn't see her face, but Tang Ji must be laughing at this time.

"Sure." Sima Yi said with a cold wave of his hand. Tang Ji's sweet and greasy voice came: "Including letting you break your eggs?"

Sima Yi didn't say a word, turned around, closed his eyes, drank up the Ten Perfection Tonic Soup in his hand in one gulp, and then continued to be turned around and said coldly: "Go out, I've already drunk it."

"There's someone out there looking for you." Tang Ji said virtuously, why do you use the word virtuous? Because she's really worthy of the word now, although she says it's pretending.

After the door was closed, Sima Yi knew with tears in his eyes that it was not a dream at all, it was all a lie.

"Grandmother, is the lord better?" As soon as Tang Ji closed the wooden door, a tall, black-faced and bearded man stepped forward outside the door.

"With Lao Yuanfu's concern, Zhongda is already much better." Tang Ji said generously.

Now I know why Tang Ji pretends to be virtuous, because there are not "outsiders", how can I do it if I don't pretend to be?

This big man is Zhou Cang, Guan Yu's follower who carries a big knife, but Zhou Cang is still very powerful, where will the character who even Zhao Yun have praised be worse?

Sima Yi is now in Zhou Cang's cottage, and the current identity of Zhou Cang is still the Yellow Turban Yu Party, so after Tang Ji explained their origins clearly, Zhou Cang decided to follow Sima Yi.

After all, that man is willing to be a thief? That hero doesn't want to make a career?