The remnant sword was speechless when he swam into these words, and he could only hold back one sentence for a while: "Everything that happened today, I will truthfully report it to Gonggong Chen!" ”

"Feel free, but if Chen Chongying knows that you have practiced the evil sword technique for several years, and you have been broken a few moves by a young man who has not dried up, I don't know how he will feel."

With that, Youjin walked away.

The remnant sword gritted his teeth, and could only stand up and leave the Lin Mansion.

Now he is also seriously injured, and he does not dare to rashly attack the thorns.

Although he was sure that he would be able to kill the Thorn, if the Thorn fought back and wounded himself badly, it was really not worth it.

This scene was seen by swimming, which caused him to be disdainful for a while.

For him, a swordsman must have the courage to draw a sword, and he must also have the courage to collect a sword.

And the remnant sword is not only timid and cautious, but also can't afford to put it down.

Compared with Chen Chongying, he is really a lot worse.

It's just that before leaving, the familiar red figure once again appeared in the mind that swam in.

The first trick she used was the signature mastery of the Shura Palace, which was full of rain. The second move is the Yaksha's unique Eclipse Palm. Her identity is already coming out. This oriental unknown, even has something to do with the Shura Palace...... What has he experienced over the years? ”

Looking at the backs of the two of them leaving, and then looking at the Blood Knife Sutra in their hands, Thorn gritted his teeth, got up and left this place first.

…………

Thunder, lightning, strong winds, and torrential rain seem to be whistling in my ears all the time.

The confusion in my mind was so confuse, I couldn't seem to tell who I really was.

Xia Weiming was just in the intense pain, feeling gusts of wind and rain passing by him, heading towards an unknown place.

There seemed to be someone around him talking, with a little familiarity in his voice: "He was seriously injured, and he actually used his own strength to deal with two martial artists of the Vajra Realm, it was really fatal......"

"Don't look at me with that worried look, although the foundation of swimming in is strong, it doesn't hurt my vital point...... You take him to a safe place to rest first, and I will go to Providence City to resume his life. ”

He didn't hear the rest of the words clearly, because at this moment a wave of dizziness hit his head, and he almost fainted, and in a daze, he only vaguely felt that the sky was still roaring, thundering.

"Does he have a fever......?"

Another familiar voice, followed by a small cold hand that gently probed his forehead.

Do you still have a fever?

This was Xia Weiming's last thought, and after that, he fainted again and lost consciousness.

A roar woke him up from his unconscious.

The first reaction, he thought it was still the thunder of the sky.

But somehow, although the person was somewhat awake, it was still dark in front of him, and he tried his best to open his eyes and look around, but he was stunned to find that his eyelids were still closed, and he couldn't open them.

"Water ......"

Xia Weiming let out a faint sound.

No one responded.

I don't know how long it was, but immediately after a few moments, a footstep quickly approached.

He tried his best to open his eyes, but the figure in front of him was blurry, and he couldn't see clearly.

"Water ......"

He opened his mouth again with difficulty.

This time, the shadow seemed to understand and turned away.

Immediately after that someone came running, and a cold hand carefully lifted his head, and a bowl-like thing rested against his lips.

Cool water, touching his chapped lips.

The muscles on Xia Weiming's face moved, and he opened his mouth with great effort, and drank the water one by one.

The clear water entered the throat like a sweet spring into the dry land, and immediately relieved the burning pain.

After drinking the water, Xia Weiming's spirit relaxed, sleepiness swept up, and he fell asleep again.

…………

I don't know how much time has passed, during which Xia Weiming woke up several times, but all of them woke up for a moment and then immediately fell asleep.

In his memory, he only remembered that there was always someone waiting by his side.

In a trance, he saw a lot of people.

Ah Gou, who was killed by his own hands, has a bad temper, but is kind-hearted Shui Er, and the kind Aunt Qi Li.

and Zhang Yu, who made up his mind to stick to the Pak Son safety zone, and Yuen Long, who died because he stuck to the camp.

Finally, in front of his eyes, two figures froze at the same time.

"Unclear!"

"Big Brother Dongfang!"

"We're still waiting for you!"

That's An Xiaoya and Shui Panpan, it's ridiculous to say, they were originally two worlds, but the woman she cherished the most would appear in front of her at the same time.

He smiled bitterly at that time, but even he didn't know whether his wry smile could be shown on his face, perhaps, it was just a dream after all.

It's like, this upside-down life is like a dream!

I don't know how long it has been, but a beam of early morning sunlight shines into my sight.

He slowly opened his eyes, and the violent wind and rain that had stayed in his consciousness at the last moment had disappeared, replaced by a clear sky.

He turned his head, and it was a small room, and there was a table, a bed, and there was nothing.

It's just that there seems to be a faint fragrance in the air.

The smell of the spice gave him a sense of déjà vu.

He looked around his body and found that his shoulders were already bandaged.

The small wounds everywhere have also been carefully bandaged, and there is a faint cool feeling.

It seems that someone has given himself the best medicine.

He didn't pay attention to his surroundings, just breathed shallowly.

It was as if at this moment, his mind went blank and stopped thinking.

It seems like it's been a long time since I've been lying down like this.

No matter what world he is in, he is a person who is calm to the extreme, and always makes trade-offs in reason.

But only he knew that he was burdened with the bonds of the two worlds, like a tide, as if it was about to crush him.

There was a sound of light footsteps in the distance, interrupting Xia Weiming's thoughts.

He turned his head and saw a familiar figure walking into the room.

I saw Ren Qingxuan holding a basin of water in his hand, and seeing that Xia Weiming had woken up, Ren Qingxuan's delicate face did not change at all, still with a faint smile.

But Xia Weiming still noticed that her eyes beat irrepressibly.

Ren Qingxuan put the basin on the table and wiped Xia Weiming's face with a towel.

Xia Weiming didn't have any resistance, so he let Ren Qingxuan take care of himself. Occasionally, Ren Qingxuan's fingertips would touch his face, which couldn't help but make his heart flutter.

But Ren Qingxuan didn't seem to care, and after wiping Xia Weiming's face, he went out to serve the meal and put it on the table.

It seems that he wants to feed Xia Weiming.