That's not right.

Absolutely not right.

"What am I doing......

After Xia Jing laughed at himself, he raised his face.

Turning his head to scan the interior of the room, he finally got a clear look.

There is a short corridor directly in front of the entrance door.

If you go along the corridor, you will see another room on the left hand side at the end.

Xia Jing took Lan Yang's hand and walked into the room.

The space inside was wider than expected, which startled Xia Jing.

It feels like there are at least 10 tsubo or more.

Next to the blinds on the right-hand side, there are several pots of foliage plants about the same height as the summer scene, covered with verdant foliage.

On the left-hand wall is a whole stretch of bookshelves and medicine cabinets.

The owner of the room may have been in the habit of staying overnight, and the interior of the room can be seen with furniture that looks like a bed and a simple wardrobe.

There is another hospital bed in front of that that appears to be for medical treatment.

In front of the desk in the left corner, a man sits there.

Noticing that there were uninvited guests, the man turned his head to face Xia Jing.

"Who are you?"

Xia Jing bowed his head and said hello, approaching the man.

"Excuse me, are you Dr. Tian...... Sister's husband?"

"That's right. Who are you who knows this?"

If you look at the clothes alone, the man is wearing a white robe and a tie. is a young man dressed as a typical doctor.

It's just that the temperament revealed by the appearance is not so much a doctor, but a researcher.

There are short trimmed hair. However, there was a sloppy beard around his mouth with a cigarette in his mouth. The shirt was crawling with wrinkles. The tie was only hastily tied, and the white robe was covered with stains.

He is around 30 years old. The eyes seem to be nervous, if you insist on finding an appropriate adjective to put on him, people will be difficult to get close to or act suspiciously.

Xia Jing was fascinated, and he asked again.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Ah, uh, that ......"

For a while, Xia Jing didn't know how to explain it.

"Lan Yang, what's wrong? Isn't the end of the treatment?"

"I don't have anything to do."

Lan Yang also had no trace of affection for Dr. Tian, and her voice made Xia Jing feel sad.

In short, Xia Jing introduced himself first.

"I'm Xia Jing."

"Ahh

It seems that this man has also heard his own name.

"So, Xia Jing, what are you doing here?"

Although the attitude of naming and calling names by name as soon as he knew it, he didn't think so, but then he thought about it and told himself that now was not the time to care about that kind of thing. After all, the situation is urgent, and every second counts.

"Something is wrong...... The Prosperity faction stormed the hospital."

"Ahh It's working like an emergency power supply."

The man's tone that couldn't tell whether it was calm or indifferent made Xia Jing very anxious, but he still held his breath and continued to explain.

"Then, Sister Yao, she ...... outside."

As soon as Yao's name was spoken, the sense of anxiety in Xia Jing's heart became even stronger.

So Xia Jing quickened his speech and told Dr. Tian.

"Sister Yao is in critical condition at the moment. She should be with the strange twins right now...... At war, but I gave her to ...... And Ye Ya too, she looks like she was being killed by someone named Nangong—"

"Calm down, boy."

"This taught me how to calm down!"

Xia Jing couldn't help but open his throat and roared. He couldn't explain himself clearly, and Dr. Tian was angry when he learned that his wife was in crisis, but he still looked like he didn't care about himself.

"Anyway, I don't think anything will happen to you."

But—Dr. Tian was still unhurried, and still showed an unconcerned attitude.

"Let's put it that way—don't worry about you. Your kindness is appreciated."

"What......

Xia Jing was speechless. The wife, who was so ill that she coughed up blood, was desperate to stay for her husband's safety—but the protected person had this attitude towards his wife. What exactly is he sacrificing himself for?

"Wait a minute, you ...... too."

Xia Jing finally couldn't help but get excited and approached Dr. Tian.

"Ahh

Seeing this, Dr. Tian wrinkled his face as if he suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing, scratched his head, and said, "It seems that I am really easy to be misunderstood. Rest assured, I'm not worrying. She is my wife, and I love her dearly. But what...... I'll be honest, there's no room for your ideas to interfere with our relationship as a couple. I can't stand it, so I think the little boy is troublesome."

「…… What?"

Xia Jing was frustrated by that answer.

It's unpleasant to be described as a little boy, but the other party said straight to the point that I love her deeply, and I don't know whether I should be relieved or angry when I am like this.

Looking Ahead:

Although Ye Ya immediately tried to parry, he couldn't touch Nangong at all.

It stands to reason that turning around and dodging is the best policy.

However, the change in Nangong's movements came to the surprise, causing Ye Ya to make an error in his judgment.

One of the spikes pierced into Yea's abdomen.

"Woo......!"

In this case, Ye Ya's whole person was pushed backwards and slammed against the wall.

Ye Ya aimed at Nangong.

Nangong jumped backwards to dodge.

Ye Ya covered her abdomen with her hands, and the injury was healed, and the bleeding stopped.

"Hmph, it looks like you hid a hand in the competition before."

Although Ye Ya always had a smile on his face, his face was iron-blue.

The torture wheel in Nangong's hand contrasted with her face - the spikes that had stabbed Ye Ya had turned bright red all around.

"Giggles, thank you for your generous blood donation."

Nangong said half-jokingly, with a grim smile on his face.

"You should know our treasures, too. This is a very beautiful vampire wheel that draws the blood of the stabbed person and sucks it...... I advise you not to be too aggressive. At this level of blood, your blood loss must be close to 500 milliliters."

More than 500 ml of blood is lost in an instant. In the case of human beings, it is not surprising that even if there is a state of shock death.

The reason why Ye Ya is still alive and conscious depends on the vitality of the deer clan.

It's just that the deer clan of course does not mean that they can still exert their usual strength after a large amount of blood loss.

"Hmph, it's fine."

Although Ye Ya tried his best to stay calm, his feet still trembled slightly against his will.

"You're really cunning, Nangong."

But Ye Ya still smiled strongly.

"Make up some inconsequential jokes, and when I see that I'm not fooled, I change my tactics and come up with a surprise raid, right...... It seems that you are quite afraid of the power of the sword."

"You're provoking me? It's useless. It's all in vain. I'm a secret servant, and I've long been accustomed to that. I was raised in that environment...... It is not the same as you, who regard righteousness as a virtue."

"yes, that's a pity."

Facing Nangong who spoke out to fight back, Ye Ya lowered his eyes as if he was disheartened, and then ......

Rumble.

Without warning, Ye Ya smashed the treasure knife out without thinking.

「……！」

Even the arrogant Nangong couldn't help but scream. His eyes widened in astonishment.

The spinning runaway chainsaw flew straight towards her.

Nangong jumped sideways in a panic to dodge. Only then did it flash away-

"Ah...... Bad ......"

Nangong found that Ye Ya's figure had disappeared from the place.

It turned out that while Nangong's attention was attracted by the chainsaw and the flaws were exposed, Ye Ya lowered her body and ran to her feet.

As if an eye for an eye, he crashed towards Nangong's swoop.

Use your own body as a weapon to attack your opponent's vital points.

Not only that, but he also stretched out his hand vigorously to grab the handle of the chainsaw that was about to land.

"Nangong ...... Enlightenment!"

Nangong, whose body is out of balance, and Ye Ya, who is chasing after the victory.

The sword flashed, and the defense of the wheels was bounced away by the sword.

Moreover, that trajectory successfully caused the blade to graze Nangong's right arm-

Just below the elbow.

Just a light rub opened a deep wound with a serious wound.

Yaya did not continue the pursuit.

Makes the wound worse and proliferated, and specializes in the treasure knife of the deer clan.

What may seem like an inconspicuous abrasion at first glance can grow and spread if left aside for a while, and can erode the whole body in the blink of an eye.

Although the healing ability of the deer clan is excellent, it is definitely not comparable to that erosion speed.

In short, this blow was equivalent to inflicting a fatal wound on Nangong.

Ye Ya, who pulled away, turned off the chainsaw engine.

In the silence that re-descended after a few minutes of absence, Ye Ya spoke calmly, "You lost, Nangong."

"Hee, hee. I see...... That's ......."

Nangong stared at the wound on his arm. The gloomy smile that had been dark changed from the past, and an expression appeared on his face that seemed to be spasmodic or happy at the cruel image.

"It's beautiful and ugly, it's really beautiful. Oh my God, it's terrible, it's so painful, how can it be so refreshing."

Just when Nangong was intoxicated, the area of the wound became more and more wide.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. But...... At least you can't do what you want."

「…… Really?"

Ye Ya reached behind his back and took out the dagger.

Nangong's arm fell off, it was only a matter of time. Ya waited for that moment to come.

「…… Giggle."

But......

"I'll just say it...... You're naïve. It's so naïve that I can't help but want to throw up."

Nangong's seemingly happy attitude of watching the wound gradually erode made Ye Ya frown.

"Nangong, you ......"

It's crazy.

However, before Ye Ya could finish speaking, he was interrupted by astonishment.

Nangong raised the wheel in his hand and approached the top of the wound.

"What......

Red droplets of water began to drip from the wheels.

fell on Nangong's wound, and then—

"It hurts......

Just as echoing Nangong's whispered cry of pain, the wound created by the sword slowly stopped growing.

"You are the daughter of your own family, but you know nothing...... Just because you are the second daughter, you are all kept in the dark."

Although Nangong's whole face was wrinkled due to the severe pain, he still didn't forget to sneer.

"Whether it's the inside story of the deer clan, or it's about treasures. The reason why I put the wheels on ...... That's the reason for taking it out to fight you. You wouldn't think this was just a bloodsucking prop, would you? Giggle...... It can still spit out the blood it sucks in...... In other words, it is the only treasure that has the ability to block the Treasure Knife. I don't even have this kind of common sense and dare to call myself the leader, I'm really stupid and naïve."

"Ridiculous, what's there to be complacent about."

But Yaya was not shaken in any way.

"Just because growth stops doesn't mean there's a way to heal the wound. That wound is just like a human being...... It can't be closed without waiting for a while. But just let one wound stop getting worse, and you're in a bad situation."

"What you say, I will give you back as it is. Cluck...... No matter how powerful the Langlu clan is, the blood sucked by the wheels can't be made right away. Leave aside the question of whether you'll die or not, the best thing is to be sucked by it a few more times before you lose consciousness?"

The two faced off as they had at the beginning of the war.

However, there is no longer a question of whether the weapons of the two sides are good or bad.

Therefore, the next thing that will be contested is the martial arts and strength that have been cultivated in the past.

Ya put his hand on the starter of the engine again.

Nangong lifted the wheel and sank down.

It was at this time......

- Whoa, whoa!

From afar, there was a scream that sounded like death.

Ye Ya and Nangong shook their shoulders.

“…… Salsa, fragrant? Nangong muttered.

"......?"

Ye Ya shot his gaze into the distance.

However, the fight is also hot here, and it is not a situation that can be distracted.

Among the two, the one who couldn't rest assured about the battle situation on the other side of the corridor was Ye Ya.

"Let's make a truce for a while, Nangong."

"Giggles. What are you talking about? Leave that boring thing ...... mind."

"It's not boring, at least for me."

Ye Ya slowly, but surely, distanced himself from Nangong.

"You want to escape? We're just about to enter the exciting stage. ”

"I'm not trying to escape. Just wish for a different location. ”

After speaking, Ye Ya turned around and ran away from Nangong.

"Tsk......tsk!"

Nangong smacked his tongue.

Ya had run out of her attack range, and she couldn't find a flaw behind her.

Nangong had to chase Ye Ya with a helpless sigh.

The two of them galloped away in the same direction.

……

Xia Jing didn't look back, and rushed to the finish line in one go.

After opening the door of the destination and pushing Lan Yang in, he reached behind his back and closed the door tightly.

Probably there is a soundproof design, so you can't hear the noise outside at all around the door.

Ye Yahe's voice and the breath of the dead could not be felt in the room.

This made Xia Jing feel a very heavy sense of guilt.

The anxiety of worrying about whether he had been discovered by the twins of Xiangxiang and Sasha, and the incomparable regret of leaving her to run away alone, mixed together, made Xia Jing's chest ache faintly.

Xia Jing, who inadvertently clenched his fists, wanted to clench the wall to vent his anger, but dispelled the idea on the way.

The sound of struggling to squeeze out of his throat was like coughing up blood.

The sense of loss when my sister disappears.

He didn't have time to catch up with the regret that led to Fang Yuan's death.

Xia Jing has always been reluctant to repeat the mistakes of the past.

I don't want to. I can't take it. I couldn't bear the disappearance of someone I knew anymore.

So I wish I could save her. I don't want to die without help.

I just want to be able to do my best as far as I can see.

I can't even do anything to that extent. Things do not turn out the way you want.

Ah Ye said, don't misestimate the size of your palm. If you don't try to save even those who are beyond your control, the end will only be a tragedy.

I get it. Now I have a very deep understanding.

But—but.

Even if you recognize how many taels you have, what should you do with the people and things outside your palm?

Don't you save yourself when you die? Give up?

Or is it okay to follow Ah Ye's example and put it aside with an attitude of not caring about himself, and convince himself that out of sight is pure?

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