Ye Nanshan was stunned.

It turns out that my master is such a direct person?

Ye Nanshan regards Murong Jianyu as a master and a friend, but such a beautiful woman sends him such an invitation, if Ye Nanshan has no sycamores and no daughter-in-law, maybe he will follow, after all, Murong Jianyu's posture is there, and no one should be able to bear it if he doesn't care about the man.

However, Ye Nanshan is a person who has a daughter-in-law and children, and he thinks he is a principled person.

"That's... Master!" Ye Nanshan bit the word master emphatically, and reminded Murong Jianyu of the relationship between himself and himself, "I'm not that kind of person!"

"Slippery, don't ink. Murong Jianyu said, "It's coming soon." ”

"What's coming soon?" Ye Nanshan didn't know why.

Murong Jianyu didn't speak, but suddenly rushed out of his body, Ye Nanshan couldn't reach it for a moment, and was thrown off the bed by the qi wave.

Damn, should I want the overlord to bow hard?

"Don't mess around! I'll tell you, I swear to the death, you get my body, and you can't get my soul!" Ye Nanshan said busily.

However, the imaginary scene of Murong Jianyu overlord stiffening the bow did not appear, but Murong Jianyu was so soft that he fell to the ground, and his whole body bowed into a shrimp shape.

"What's the situation?"

Ye Nanshan looked at Murong Jianyu, who seemed to be in extreme pain on the ground, and hurriedly stepped forward to help her up, "Hey, what's wrong with you?"

"Pain..."Murong Jianyu gritted his teeth and a word came out from between his teeth.

Ye Nanshan suddenly recalled that it seemed that around this time last year, one day, Murong Jianyu had also seemed to be extremely painful like this.

So, Murong Jianyu said that he wanted to help, is this because of this?

"How can I help you?" Ye Nanshan asked, holding Murong Jianyu.

Murong Jianyu didn't answer immediately, and the extreme pain made it difficult for her to speak.

"To... Go to bed. Murong Jianyu said.

Ye Nanshan didn't think about it anymore, picked up Murong Jianyu by the waist, and wanted to put her on the bed, but Murong Jianyu also tied Ye Nanshan very tightly, and couldn't let go of her at all.

"Don't move... That's it. Murong Jianyu said with difficulty, "Just hold it like this, don't move." ”

"Oooh. Ye Nanshan hurriedly answered, and then asked, "What should I do now?"

Murong Jianyu: "Don't move." ”

Ye Nanshan: "Do you want me to call someone to help you?" Gu Zhangjiao, or the dean." ”

Murong Jianyu was in such a situation, Ye Nanshan could only look anxious and wanted to help her, but he didn't know what to do.

Murong Jianyu trembled with pain all over his body, snorted a few times in his throat, and the fingers on Ye Nanshan's back tightened a little more, and it took a long time before he said: "No one needs to look for it, no one can help me except you." ”

"How can I help you?" Ye Nanshan hurriedly asked.

Murong Jianyu: "I said... Don't move... That's it, holding... That's it. ”

Just hold it? What kind of help is that?

"Is that all there is to it?" Ye Nanshan asked, "Is there anything else I can do?"

"No... Use... Finish. Murong Jianyu said, and snorted in pain, "You don't know... Singing? Or you... Let's sing. ”

Ye Nanshan: "What are you singing?"

Murong Jianyu: "The one that I sang before." ”

Ye Nanshan recalled that at this time last year, it was also this situation, as if singing to shake and shake to Grandma's Bridge?

Well, it's this.

"Shake, shake, shake..."

Ye Nanshan was not too naïve, and immediately sang, at this time, as long as he could make Murong Jianyu feel better, he could say anything.

Murong Jianyu's state at this time, Ye Nanshan felt pain when he looked at it.

Wait, no, it really hurts, Ye Nanshan's back has been scratched with blood marks from Murong Jianyu's fingertips.

......

All day.

It was really a whole day and a night.

Ye Nanshan sat with Murong Jianyu in his arms for a whole day and a night, and Murong Jianyu was also in pain for a whole day and a night.

Ye Nanshan couldn't imagine what kind of pain Murong Jianyu had experienced, which could make her so painful, it could make her sweat all over, soaked and even dehydrated.

It was even so painful that she could ask Ye Nanshan to kill her.

Ye Nanshan can't understand it.

Murong Jianyu calmed down at dawn in the early morning of the next day, and then fell asleep exhausted.

Ye Nanshan didn't leave Murong Jianyu after she fell asleep, and kept guarding her, afraid that something would happen to her.

It was around noon before Murong Jianyu came over.

"Drink some water, you're severely dehydrated. Saying that, Ye Nanshan gathered a small ball of water in his hand and fed it to Murong Jianyu.

"Thanks, I'm fine. Murong Jianyu said.

Ye Nanshan looked at Murong Jianyu, with sympathy and pity in his eyes, and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Murong Jianyu: "It's an old problem, and it happens every six months." ”

"Half a year?"

Ye Nanshan was a little dumbfounded, so to speak, Murong Jianyu has to experience such a painful thing every six months? Ye Nanshan couldn't imagine how she persevered.

"Because of what?" Ye Nanshan asked, "Is there no way to cure it?"

Murong Jianyu: "There is no cure for the problem of cultivation. ”

"Cultivation problems?" Ye Nanshan looked at Murong Jianyu and asked, "Can you talk about it?"

Murong Jianyu looked at Ye Nanshan and hesitated for a few seconds.

"Want to know?"

"Hmm. Ye Nanshan nodded.

Murong Jianyu: "You can lift the quilt and take a look." ”

Ye Nanshan was a little puzzled, and Yi Yan lifted the quilt covering Murong Jianyu's body, and then was stunned.

In an instant, Ye Nanshan even suspected that he was hallucinating, because, in his eyes, the body under Murong Jianyu's chest had disappeared.

Instead... Blade.

The blade of a sword.

Most of Murong Jianyu's body, from his feet to his chest, turned into a sword blade.

Probably out of curiosity, Ye Nanshan couldn't help but touch the sword with his hands, and felt the authenticity of the sword that Murong Jianyu's body turned into.

Murong Jianyu's face suddenly turned red.

"Let you see, I didn't let you touch it, where to put your hand!"

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Ye Nanshan hurriedly withdrew his hand and put the quilt back on Murong Jianyu.

Although it looks like a sword blade, the touch of Ye Nanshan is not like touching a person's body, but the real feeling is touching the body of a sword.

However, this sword blade is Murong Jianyu's body, and when Ye Nanshan touches it, for Murong Jianyu, there is no difference between touching it and touching her.

The one that Ye Nanshan touched just now was probably touched on Murong Jianyu's thigh.

"It's... What's going on?" Slowing down, Ye Nanshan looked at Murong Jianyu and asked in surprise.

Murong Jianyu grinned, um... At this time, she can still laugh.

"This is the kendo I cultivate, a kendo that is different from others, a kendo that belongs to me. ”

"I have cultivated myself into a sword. ”

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