The taste of hanging is still a little uncomfortable.

However, when he thought of his dead appearance, it was probably because his tongue was sticking out, his eyes were bulging outward, and he was like a dead fish, Yan Ruyu felt funny again, if Wu Cuo saw his appearance, would the hatred in his heart be a little less? Even, is it possible for him to forgive him?

Yan Ruyu's consciousness was already very blurry, his tongue was also spit out, his face became the color of purple eggplant, and his eyes seemed to bulge a little, but he felt that someone was holding his feet and lifting them up, and someone was moving the trouser belt around his neck.

"Stop! Stop! ”

He shouted in his heart, but his whole body was as soft as a puddle of mud, and he couldn't even roll his eyes.

The moment the trouser belt was cut, Yan Ruyu fell to the ground, his forehead was smacked by a stone, and the person fainted.

When he woke up again, he didn't open his eyes and smelled a familiar smell.

Stewed chicken.

The chicken is an old hen that has been raised for a long time, the meat is very chewy, and with a few handfuls of wild mushrooms and other mountain goods, it can really fragrant to death.

Smelling this fragrance, Yan Ruyu knew that he had arrived at the gold family.

Jin Ziduo was sitting at the head of the bed grinding herbs, and when he heard Yan Ruyu chirp slightly, he snorted coldly: "The more alive the more regressive the dog thing, last time I knew that I was desperate to find someone, but this time I hung my neck with my belt." Lose face! What a shame! ”

"Then why did you save me?"

"Do you think about it?! I ......"

"Say what? Dead old man! ”

When the old lady entered the house, she also sat at the head of Yan Ruyu's bed, grinning at him with a toothless mouth.

She stretched out her hand and patted the gold a little more, but said to Yan Ruyu: "Who doesn't have a ditch and a ditch, why take this road?" You're still young, what a shame ......"

As she spoke, she had already lifted Yan Ruyu's shoulders, helped him up, and continued: "Let's go, go to dinner, I ate my stewed chicken, even if it is black and white, I don't want to go back to the underworld." ”

The old lady's self-confidence was not without reason, the chicken soup not only made Yan Ruyu warm all over, but also made him cry.

He was like a very aggrieved child, after pouring two bowls of chicken soup and nibbling on a piece of chicken breast, as soon as he put the bowl down, he began to cry.

Months of tense nerves, tormented conscience, and his friend left him...... He really deserves to vent.

However, the arrival of a man quickly stopped him from crying.

"Xiaobai?"

I don't know when, Xiaobai has entered the courtyard.

Contrary to his name, he was always dressed in black with a black headband.

It was a dignified tone, but as soon as he smiled, the whole person was as warm as if he had changed into a sunset-colored dress.

Yan Ruyu always said that Xiaobai is not like a chivalrous man, but like a pedant.

Xiaobai smiled as soon as he appeared.

"I heard something happened to you."

"Yes."

"Is it over?"

Yan Ruyu lowered his head and thought for a while before nodding.

Xiaobai continued to ask, "You don't want to die anymore?" ”

"I don't want to."

"Why?"

"Probably because the chicken soup is so delicious, I can't bear it."

When he said this, the old lady straightened her chest proudly, and the wrinkles on her face stretched a little.

"Oh? Can the old man also give me a bowl of chicken soup and eat some chicken? ”

"Come on, sit down, sit down, old man, why don't you go and add a pair of chopsticks?"

Kaneko looked at the few things left in the pot with many eyes, and finally got up and walked to the stove.

"Let's talk about it first, just a bowl."

Although Jin Ziduo said so, the real scoop up of the soup was a solid bowl, and the only chicken leg left in the pot also went into Xiaobai's bowl.

Xiaobai is not polite, he picks up the chicken soup and drinks it, and it is not wasted at all.

After drinking the soup, he nibbled on the chicken thighs three times and divided them by two.

He wiped his mouth elegantly, "It's really delicious, but it's missing a little condiment, I know a condiment, no matter what soup you make, as long as you add a little bit, it tastes good......"

"And such condiments?"

The old lady leaned her neck forward, waiting for Xiaobai's next step.

Xiaobai also poked his neck forward, as if to share with the old lady a secret that only the two of them could know.

Xiaobai opened his mouth, but before the words came out, the dagger in his hand lit up first.

"Human blood."

Poof-

The old lady's curious expression turned into horror, and there was a large hole in the middle of her throat, which was closing with her breath, like gills.

Tick – tick – tick – tick –

Three drops of blood went into the pot in the middle of the table, and the old lady's body finally tilted to the side.

Jin Ziduo was already dumbfounded, stiffened, and did not react.

It wasn't until the old lady leaned on him that he returned from the nightmare to a more brutal reality.

"I'll fight with you!"

Jin Ziduo got up suddenly, his body was already very old, and it was quite good to have such a speed, but this speed was like a snail in front of Xiaobai.

"Go with her."

Another knife.

The old couple both fell to the ground, the old woman's eyes looked at Jinduo, and Jinduo's bloodshot eyes stared at Yan Ruyu.

What iniquity have they done, that they should suffer such a catastrophe?

"Whew-"

Yan Ruyu jumped up suddenly, drew his sword and rushed towards Xiao Bai like crazy.

"Listen to me......"

Yan Ruyu's moves are chaotic like weeds in autumn, like a drunk.

His hands trembled so much that he could barely hold the sword, and he could only use it as an axe, a hammer, and a machete, and slash it indiscriminately, like a child who had never practiced martial arts.

"Stop!"

Xiao Bai swung his sword to shake away Yan Ruyu's attack, but directly shook his sword out of his hand.

As soon as the sword was out of his hand, Yan Ruyu simply pounced on Xiao Bai with his teeth and claws.

"Why?! Why?! ”

He questioned loudly, and the spitting star sprayed Xiaobai in the face.

Xiaobai didn't care about him anymore, and shouted loudly in response: "Who asked you to make friends with Wu Cuo?!" …… I'll let you go to the competition! Who made you friends?! …… Your only friend is me! It's just me...... Know your pain, your ...... The grief of losing a father...... Only...... I only have one friend from you! ”

In the end, Xiaobai's swordsmanship also became arrogant.

Crazy but not chaotic.

If this was just a meeting - just like the two of them usually do, Yan Ruyu would definitely praise him for being transparent.

Now, he has nothing but hatred.

Undying, irreparable hatred.

Because he felt a kind of momentum from Xiaobai.

A kind of momentum that he has only felt in one person in this life, an momentum strong enough to make Xiong Wuye grovel.

"Yes...... You? ”

Yan Ruyu finally accepted the recruitment and looked at the person opposite in a daze.

"Sooner or later, you'll know."

"Why? Why? ”

"I'll tell you later."

"What do you have to do with the pylorus?"

"This ...... I'll tell you later...... You have worked hard to save Wu Cuo, this time I will let you see clearly, in the same situation, Wu Cuo will not save you. ”

Xiaobai made a move in an instant, and the palm blade cut into Yan Ruyu's neck, and Yan Ruyu fainted instantly.