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After all, these people were irrelevant to her.

Waiting from morning to night, Chu Xi once again retracted her gaze in disappointment, and sometimes, she even thought that maybe it would be better for her to wake up later, so that she would no longer have to endure the torture of longing.

When Chu Xi returned to the courtyard, Bai Jiu looked at her with a solemn face, but when she looked at Chu Xi, Bai Jiu still withdrew her gaze with a weak heart.

"Sister Bai, what's wrong?"

Bai Jiu's hand shrank under the table, and glanced at the idle man beside him, as if asking for his opinion.

Bai Chimo looked at Chu Xi and said, "There is bad news, do you want to hear it?" ”

"It's about....... About him? ”

Bai Chimo bowed slightly, his eyebrows and eyes furrowed like splashed ink, and said, "Do you want to listen?" ”

"Listen. As long as it's his, I'll listen. “

"King Jing, he's injured."

He's hurt.

Meaning, bitten by a ghost? Or, was it splashed by the blood of the ghost?

Being bitten by a ghost corpse is contagious.

"He was bitten by a ghost corpse in order to save the witch doctor who treated you, and now—unconscious."

Bai Chimo has always spoken very directly, he handed the letterhead he had just received to Chu Xi, but what he didn't expect was that the woman who was standing there still just now trembled uncontrollably when she touched the letterhead.

His lips and teeth moved together, but he couldn't say anything.

Chu Xi knew that the man's order was that no matter who was infected with Gu poison, the possibility of becoming a ghost corpse should be completely cut off from the source.

The only thing is to burn the corpse cleanly with fire.

He's hurt.

He was bitten by a ghost.

Chu Xi's tears rolled down suddenly, she tore the letterhead in her hand, and covered her face with both hands, she didn't expect that her waiting was in exchange for such news.

On the battlefield, he strategized and killed decisively.

But she forgot that this was not an ordinary battlefield at all, this was the Shura field.

Bai Jiu watched Chu Xi's tears keep falling, inexplicably a little distressed, she accused a man, "Chu Xi is still a little girl, can't you be tactful?" ”

"She's what she wants to hear."

Bai Jiu took out a handkerchief and wanted to wipe Chu Xi's tears away, but Chu Xi raised his arm first and wiped the tears on his face.

Tears are of no use.

It's just a manifestation of human fragility.

Bai Jiu's hand froze there, but he still comforted, "Maybe things will take a turn for the better, and the military doctors are treating King Jing, maybe it's ......."

"Sister Bai, I'm fine."

Then the intense sourness and bitterness reached her lips, and finally turned into too indifferent sentences, she knew very well.

The place was safe, and if she showed that she cared too much, the people here would be more vigilant and wouldn't let her leave.

She sat down at the table very calmly and took a sip of tea, even though the hand holding the tea cup was trembling, her facial expression still did not fluctuate.

Looking at Chu Xi before, he was obviously heartbroken, and this would be like a nobody, Bai Jiu couldn't see it clearly.

Bai Jiu patted Chu Xi's shoulder, "There are no absolutes in things.......

"Sister Bai, I suddenly figured it out, it's good that he died like this, no one will imprison me so perverted—I can finally take a breath."

Her voice is also light and bright, without any crying.

It's not her who lives like the one who just cried.

But Chu Xi's eyes were obviously red.

"Chu Xi, you don't have to hold on."

"How can there be such a vicious woman as you in this world!"

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