Zhou Yuming couldn't stand it and ran forward, staggering to his knees.

With just one move, Zhou Yuming knew the gap between himself and Xiao Jiuzhong, even if he was not injured, Zhou Yuming himself knew in his heart that he was not Xiao Jiuzhong's opponent at all.

"Hahahaha, that's ridiculous. I thought I was the pride of the sky, but I didn't expect it to be as good as a grass man without a family. Zhou Yuming turned to look at Xiao Jiuzhong, "The Jiang family is really useless, they didn't kill you on the way."

Zhou Yuming thought that Xiao Jiuzhong had gone to the border, but now that he saw that Xiao Jiuzhong did not go to the border at all, but with the emperor's secret decree, he was ready to attack at any time and take down him, a chaotic minister and thief.

Xiao Jiuzhong looked at Zhou Yuming in surprise: "How do you know about the Jiang family?" Did the Jiang family cooperate with you? ”

Zhou Yuming didn't expect that Xiao Jiuzhong's first suspicion was the Jiang family, not his pillow person Leng Huaping. Ten percent of the trust made Zhou Yuming suddenly painful, looked at Xiao Jiuzhong, who was worried about the cold painting screen on the side, and asked, "Do you have ten percent trust in me?" ”

Leng Huaping didn't know why Zhou Yuming asked, but thinking about what Zhou Yuming said along the way, there was only one conclusion: "You are also reborn?" ”

Zhou Yuming stared at Leng Huaping's face, this face was unique to him before, it was his.

"You should have been my wife, and you must be in this life" Zhou Yuming took out the blowgun that had been prepared early in the morning, and blew it towards Leng Huaping with the poisonous arrow, and Zhou Yuming, who was going to go to Huangquan with Leng Huaping, collapsed on the ground.

He didn't look at Leng Huaping's death, so he didn't know that the person who was really hit by the arrow was now gone.

Just when Zhou Yuming was making a move, Jin Wuzai immediately pushed the cold painting screen in the direction of Xiao Jiuzhong, and because he didn't have time to leave, he was hit by the poisoned arrow.

In front of Duanyang Gate, Leng Huaping watched the tall figure fall with the wind.

Leng Huaping directly pushed away Xiao Jiuzhong's hand that was protecting him, ran towards Jinwu with heavy steps, and caught him the moment before he fell to the ground.

"Nothing! Don't scare me! Leng Huaping knelt on the ground, hugged Jin Wuzai who fell on her lap, and said in fear.

The blood in his chest soaked the palm of the cold painting screen, "Wu Zai, don't scare me!" You'll be fine! I'm not going to let you have anything to do. ”

While speaking, Leng Huaping felt a chill on his face, why did he cry? Obviously, there will be nothing to do today, why do the tears keep flowing!

The cold painting screen wiped away the tears on his face, and even the blood that was now there was also wiped on his face, but the tears were like beads that had fallen off, flowing non-stop.

Now I am looking at the cold painting screen, and smiled gently, "I have to paint a tear on the screen, and there is no regret about it." ”

"No, you are not allowed to say such frustrating words, I will take you to a miracle doctor, this little injury will definitely be cured." Leng Huaping is unwilling to give up, and he wants to get up with this nothing.

He himself is a miracle doctor, where does he need others to save him?

Now there is no choice but to say helplessly, "Paint the screen, stay with me for a while!" ”

"Okay."

"When spring returns next year, I want to see the flowers in Qishan."

"Okay, I'll go with you when I return in the spring of next year."

"Picture screen, I want to live in Qishan."

"Okay."

"Paint the screen, I want to disappear into the world."

No matter what kind of request I'm not talking about, the cold painting screen will be answered.