Hearing the footsteps, the old man looked up expectantly and fearfully.

Finding out that it was Murong Li, the old man's eyes, which were moist because of the pain, became moister in an instant, and tears rolled down.

"Ah Li......"

There was a deep sense of guilt and self-blame on her good-looking but dirty face, especially when her eyes fell on Murong Li's injured and blood-stained body, that guilt reached its peak and choked up, "Ah Li, it's the nurse who can't stand you, it's the nurse who has affected you......"

Murong Li put Meow Seventeen on a clean stone, and walked silently towards the thorn bush to help the old man who was scarred and had a weak breath.

The old man saw that she wanted to bend down and pick her up when she looked at the thirteen-year-old child who had grown up, and she hurriedly reached out to stop Murong Li, "Nurse Niang, Ah Li, don't hug Nurse, Nurse can stand up by herself!" ”

Murong looked down at the hand against his chest intently.

This hand......

It can't be called a hand anymore.

It was nothing more than a straight arm, brutally severed from the wrist by Qi Qi, and there were no more hands there.

Seeing that Murong Li lowered his head and said nothing, the old man followed his line of sight, only to realize that he was nervous just now, and actually showed this mutilated hand in front of Ah Li, and she quickly retracted her hand.

As soon as he retracted halfway, his arm was held by Murong Li.

He held the arm gently, not daring to use force, for fear that if he exerted force, he would compress the blood vessels, causing blood to gush from the fracture.

He slowly opened his mouth and asked in a dry voice with difficulty, "When I left the capital, I was afraid that they would hurt you, didn't they send you to my uncle's demon view?" As long as you don't leave the temple on your own initiative, none of them can hurt you—"

When the old man heard Murong Li's words, the guilt in his eyes swelled even more obviously.

Facing Murong Li's eyes that seemed to see through everything, the old man finally couldn't help but collapse and sobbed, "I'm sorry, Ah Li, I'm really sorry...... They grabbed my son and threatened me to leave the Demon Temple, and if I didn't step out of the mountain gate, they would chop off my son's hands and feet...... I can't just watch them chop my son up! ”

Murong Li looked at the old man who was crying loudly in silence.

After a while, he asked in a difficult voice, "You know they're going to use you against me, right?" ”

The old man just cried and did not dare to answer.

But the old man's attitude says it all.

No, it should be said that it has already explained everything when the nurse said the three words "sorry".

A touch of sarcasm flashed in Murong Li's eyes, and he lowered his head and whispered, "Even if your son has tried to kill you three times or twice for the sake of fame, fortune and power, even if he has never had a mother like you in his heart, even if he is far less good to you than I am to you...... But when I and him were threatened, you still chose to protect his unfilial son, and let them threaten me with you and kill me......"

He slowly looked up at the old man, "He is the one who has killed you again and again, and I am the one who is desperate to save you...... When you were infected by him and were on the verge of death, I am the one who is still by your side to serve and take care of you without fear of the epidemic...... When you were framed by him to be beheaded, the person who robbed the Dharma field was still me......"

He took a deep breath, "Nurse, even so, you still want to save his life, and you'd rather sacrifice me, right?" ”