"Ume."

Just when Lin Xin'er was a little unwilling and frustrated, Ximen Jingxuan personally said Mrs. Mei's name.

"You're suspicious of her, aren't you?"

Hearing Ximen Jingxuan say Wumei's name, Lin Xin'er realized that Wumei was different from Lin Ke'er.

Since there is a suspicious target, it is easy to get the antidote.

"Before, I never doubted her, until I see you now, probably because I was touched, I didn't think of her." Ximen Jingxuan looked at Lin Xin'er, he didn't know how long this touch could last.

Moreover, although he was accusing Mrs. May of not doing so, he did not have any feeling of annoyance with her, and he was conscious that he could tolerate her behavior.

"Then you should hurry back to Beijing, and while you still have these feelings, ask her to get the antidote." Lin Xin'er said.

Mrs. Mei, who was doing her tricks and feet, definitely didn't expect that Ximen Jingxuan would be able to resist the invasion of toxins in a short period of time, and her mind could still remain a little clear and distinguish right from wrong.

"Such a special poison, do you think she will really have an antidote in her hands?" Ximen Jingxuan said, "Maybe I should go to Yuehua Kingdom to look for Leng Qingxiu directly, but I don't think I can drag it out for so many days......"

And there is something else, Ximen Jingxuan did not say, that is, the Qingyuan Dynasty is in turmoil now, and he really can't leave the capital, and he can't let the chaos of eight years ago happen again.

For personal reasons, he needs to detoxify as soon as possible, and because of his official duties, his status determines what he ultimately does.

If those who peep into the imperial power succeed and let the people standing behind the Demon Sound Messenger succeed, it will not only be bad for him, their world, but also bad for Lin Xin'er, whether it is the sisters of the Water Moon Palace or the Lin family, it will be more difficult to revenge, and it will make her future path even more difficult.

"So what do we do now? What are you going to do? Lin Xin'er looked at Ximen Jingxuan's eyes that were staring at guilt and helplessness, and her voice was trembling.

Although he still looked at her a little bit in his words, he couldn't see the heat of the past from his eyes, and he couldn't see any emotion.

"I can't let the illusion blind me, and you don't want me to forget you, do you?" Ximen Jingxuan asked.

Even if there is no emotion in his expression, but there is still a supporting reason, he can't feel how he loved the woman in front of him before, but he still understands the truth.

So, he had to take advantage of the ......

Just as Lin Xin'er nodded, Ximen Jingxuan suddenly got up and took off the white shirt that was revealed behind the cyan robe that he had taken off.

Now, in the cold, he is only wearing a very thin single coat, and the slightly open neckline is poured into the cold wind, but the bare neck muscles and bones are not flinching, appearing in the wind, looking so powerful.

Lin Xin'er looked at Ximen Jingxuan in confusion and spread his white shirt on the ground, until she watched him pull out the soft sword on his waist and cut his fingers with a wave of his hand, that he understood that he was going to write a blood book, just like the letter of resignation written in the martial arts field that day.

At that time, he was angry with her, and in a fit of anger he did something he regretted.

At this time, he wanted to record all his current memories in blood.

Blood represents resoluteness, faith and affirmation. In this way, he wanted to remind himself of the whole truth.

Seeing Ximen Jingxuan waving the blood on his fingertips, writing bright red words on his white clothes, because a sword was not enough, when the blood flow was not enough, and constantly mending the knife, Lin Xin'er's eyes moistened, squatted down, and snatched the sword.

"Jing Xuan, that's enough, just write a rough one, it can already remind you." Lin Xin'er said.

Ximen Jingxuan just looked up at Lin Xin'er lightly, glanced at the soft sword, didn't make a sound, didn't grab the sword, but bit his fingertips fiercely with his teeth, and blood flowed out again.

Ximen Jingxuan lowered his head and continued to write Yin Hong's words on his shirt, word by word.

Seeing this, Lin Xin'er wanted to take away the shirt too, although the bleeding from her fingertips was not a big injury, but it was also very consuming to use so much blood to write, and she was heartbroken when she looked at it.

"That's what little I have left right now, let me do it." Ximen Jingxuan didn't need to look up to know what Lin Xin'er was thinking, and warned in a loud voice, "I need to use it to remind myself in the future, just one is probably not enough, don't stop me, and leave us each other a chance." ”

Yes, there is nothing like this blood book to make Ximen Jingxuan believe the whole thing in the future in case something happens.

No, not just in case, something has happened.

Lin Xin'er stared at the clothes that were gradually covered with red letters, and couldn't do anything except her eyes were clouded.

Finally, it was written.

After drying the bloodstains, Ximen Jingxuan carefully folded his clothes and stuffed them into his arms.

Just when Ximen Jingxuan was writing the blood book, Lin Xin'er had already taken off his robe and draped it on his body.

Although she had hope, she also had to think that maybe this was the last thing Ximen Jingxuan could do for her before he couldn't detoxify it.

Thinking about it, thinking about it, Lin Xin'er's tears couldn't hold back anymore, and they fell like a click.

The hands on her legs were secretly forced, she must find her Jing Xuan!

As Ximen Jingxuan's true qi was infused into her body from the acupoints on her back, Lin Xin'er secretly gritted her teeth and forced herself to relax.

First of all, she wants to make a complete recovery from her illness, which is also Ximen Jingxuan's wish.

"Oh, how can there be anyone in my house? Who is it? ”

The two of them were silent, and human voices sounded outside the entrance of the cave, and someone entered the cave.

Ximen Jingxuan closed his work, listened with his ears, it was a person, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "It's a skull." ”

"Stinky boy, is that you?" When the skull heard the word "skulll", a few sparse and ugly mustaches shook with it.

The only thing that calls him like this is the descendant who is friends with the Leng family.

The skull called him a stinky boy, Ximen Jingxuan would definitely not answer, and stood up silently, waiting for the skull to appear.

Soon, the skull entered the cave through the low entrance, and as soon as he stood still, he burped loudly, and it seemed that his apprentice had given him a lot of food, and he was full of wine, and he still held a wine jug in his hand.

"You're a kid! Why did you come back after following me halfway? I'm easy to find. The skull saw that it was indeed Ximen Jingxuan, and he was about to smash it with the wine jug.

But when he woke up, he was holding the treasure in his hand, but he didn't smash it over, and he took his hand back.

"Huh? Who is this girl? The skull noticed Lin Xin'er, and his nose twitched.

"The same smell as my apprentice, you kid, the woman who kidnapped my apprentice came to my house to make love!" The skull was dissatisfied, and bared its teeth and shouted loudly.