The purple-blue butterfly flowers glow faintly under the moonlight, and the stamens are stained with dripping dew.

Crystal clear.

It can be seen that it has just been folded off.

And opposite the delicate flower stems were the man's rough palms.

Under the moonlight, Ying hugged the moon and stared at the flower quietly.

Then she slowly raised her head along the hand, and the next moment a thick and strange bronze mask like a shaman and an unearthed artifact came into her eyes, and it looked even more eerie in the moonlight.

To be honest, it hurts the eyes.

Ying Baoyue took a deep breath, if it was a normal person who saw such a mask in the middle of the night in the dense forest, he would really be scared to death.

A normal woman should be screaming here.

Well, she didn't want to scream or cause much movement, but she looked down at the flower that was handed to her, and she looked up at the ...... in confusion A man who didn't say a word.

She didn't have much of that experience, but at this time.

So so...... Isn't it time to say something?

Ying Baoyue looked at the man who stretched out his hand to hand the flower to her, and then stood in front of her without saying a word.

In the moonlight, she and the dark eyes peeking out of the mask stared at each other silently.

"What is this?"

I really can't expect him to take the initiative to speak, Ying Baoyue pointed to the flower and asked.

Is this meant to her? But the man didn't speak, and she couldn't confirm his intentions.

The masked man remained in his original position, motionless in front of her.

The flower in the man's hand is beautiful, and the girl who is injured leaning against the tree is also beautiful, and the picture of the man handing a flower to the woman under the moonlight should have been beautiful, putting aside the mask that destroys the atmosphere.

It's just that...... With such a thought-provoking scene, why can these two people be so serious and incomprehensible that the people around them can't have any ideas?

It's unbearable to look at it just by looking at it.

Leave it alone, I always feel that these two people can stalemate until the morning......

Zhao Guang, who was silently watching from the sidelines, sighed tiredly, walked out from behind the tree with heavy steps, walked to Li Ji, who was holding the herbs in his hands, stretched out his hand, deflected his wrist and pointed to the flower in his hand, looked at Ying Baoyue and said.

"Are you here?"

Damn, why did he say that?

This medicine is not in his hand, how twisted his posture is, do these two people know?

Looking at the flower in Li Ji's hand, Zhao Guang sighed again, but he knew that he couldn't ask too much of his second brother, after all, this seemed to be a scene that led to reverie, but it was just a pure coincidence.

There is no deep meaning.

Just when they found the woman's traces, they saw that the woman was in the forest and didn't know what she was looking for, and he was still wondering what the person was looking for, Li Ji suddenly reached out and pulled out something from the rock crack beside him, and handed it to the woman.

didn't expect this person to suddenly walk out, Zhao Guang was taken aback, and when he saw that Li Ji was holding a flower in his hand, Zhao Guang was even more stunned.

Fortunately, he knew a lot about his second brother, and when he rubbed his eyes in disbelief and carefully identified the shape of the flower, the young man of the Zhao family exhaled coldly.

Well, he knew it was so.

The flower in Li Ji's hand is indeed very beautiful, but I'm afraid that in the eyes of his second brother, it is not a flower at all, just a grass.

It turned out to be aconitum grass.

The flowers of this herb are as beautiful as butterflies, but the rhizomes and leaves are poisonous, and the poisonous parts can be cleaned and mashed and applied to the wound to reduce swelling and pain, and can also quickly dissolve the wound congestion and make the wound heal quickly.

He still remembered that Li Ji taught him this way back then.

"It's poisonous, you can't eat it. It can heal wounds. ”

Finished. That's it.

It can heal wounds, especially arrow wounds.

Zhao Guang looked up at the wound on Ying Baoyue's shoulder, and then looked at the flower on Li Ji's hand.

I see.

Looking at the man with the pestle in front of the girl under the moonlight, Zhao Guang was extremely sure in his heart that his second brother definitely didn't expect that his behavior was sending flowers to women.

This man would never have thought of this layer.

He just......

Ying Baoyue looked at the aconitum grass handed to her, and looked at the young man named Zhao Guang, "I'm looking for this." ”

I didn't expect to appear in front of my eyes at the next moment, not only flowers, but also two people.

That flower...... Oh no, the grass stretched out in front of him again.

"For me?" Ying Baoyue pointed at herself.

The man in the bronze mask stared at her silently, then nodded.

Hurry up and send it, let's go quickly, Zhao Guang held his forehead, but the next moment he saw the girl in front of him raise her head and smile.

Ying Baoyue was stunned for a moment, and then shook her head, "Thank you for bothering, but I still want to find it myself." ”

She didn't want to owe these two unknown men a favor anymore.

And she could probably guess a little reason, but they didn't have to.

Zhao Guang was stunned, although he didn't have much experience in this area, but there were still herbs sent to his eyes?

This woman......

Ying Baoyue got up from the trunk of the tree she was leaning on, tightened the temporary bandage on her shoulders, looked at the young man in front of her and smiled, "However, I didn't expect you to be there." ”

Meet again.

Sure enough, it's there.

Zhao Guang stiffened, and his heart was not good, so he blamed Li Ji for coming out suddenly, but just when he thought that this woman was going to say something again, he saw her salute them, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Thank you just now, I'll go first."

"You ......" Zhao Guang stretched out his hand and was about to speak, but at this moment his voice was interrupted.

"I'm sorry."

Zhao Guang was stunned and looked at his brother who suddenly spoke up beside him.

Ying hugged Yue's footsteps for a moment, and looked back at Li Ji who finally spoke behind him.

"What's wrong?"

The man's dark eyes were calm, but very serious, "We are indeed there today. ”

There, but nothing came to her rescue.

Li Ji looked at the girl who turned around and said quietly, "But I didn't save you." ”

Zhao Guang frowned, it was indeed a cruel thing for women and children, but the second brother had to point it out, wasn't he here to scold?

Besides, at that time, the situation was either not saved or there was no time to save it...... It would be impossible for him to stop Li Ji after all, but it would be bad if it really developed like that...... And just when Zhao Guang was thinking nonsense.

The girl's calm voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Why did you save me?"

Ay? Zhao Guang raised his head and looked at the woman with a puzzled face on the other side.

But I saw her smile and said, "It's love to save people, but it's common love not to save people." ”

"I understand this intention," Ying Baoyue said.

The next moment, Zhao Guang saw the eyes of the woman in front of him look at his brother with some complicated eyes, "You...... It's not quite like ......."

Not quite like a practitioner, right?

Zhao Guang took a deep breath and looked at the silent brother beside him.

So-called cultivators, especially high-level cultivators, are rarely nosy, let alone want to use their own strength to save people.

Only by focusing on one's own cultivation can one lead to the Great Dao and be promoted to a higher level, which is the common knowledge of the entire cultivation world.

The path of cultivators is originally the path of fighting and plundering, and high-level cultivators don't even care about the lives of ordinary people.

If people want to transcend to the realm of inhuman beings, in order to become stronger, then they should transcend the world and not scruple too much.

I can't do this, but I delay my cultivation because of small things, and I can't become a big thing in the end.

After all, how can a strong person be distracted by the ants at his feet?

Zhao Guang bit his lip, although it sounded cruel, this was indeed the truth pursued by the powerhouses in the cultivation world in recent years.

This is the mainstream pursued by practitioners who are born to become stronger.

Born cultivators have grown up under this mainstream.

However, Zhao Guang looked at his brother beside him.

This brother of his does not seem to accept this mainstream.

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