Ah Wei looked at him slyly, and suddenly reached out to cover his ears and turned his head to make the four big empty shapes.

Lu Hong said puzzledly: "Madam, what do you mean by this?"

Ah Wei said with a smile: "From last night to now, I first helped you to double cultivate, and then I relieved your worries and doubts, and then promised you to help you resolve the grievances between you and my eldest brother;

Lu Hong couldn't help laughing and said: "Madame is really sharp-toothed, it's just mine, I'll take care of that slut Feng Demon myself."

"Feng Demon Demon?",

Ah Wei blinked and said, "Does Lang Jun have a grudge against Feng Demon Demon?"

Lu Hongdao: "The great enemy of life and death, not the same day",

At the mention of Feng Youyou, he became in a bad mood again.

Ah Wei thought for a while and said, "In that case, I'll help you kill her",

Lu Hong said "Huh" and said, "Why is Madam willing to help me again?"

Ah Wei grinned and said: "Because, if you want to deal with people like Feng Demon Demon, Lang Jun can't do it, but Ah Wei can't",

......

Nie Tianyuan walked out of the valley with He Busi on his back and went south along the mountain path, there were a few blooming plum blossoms on the mountain ridge to the south, and a faint fragrance wafted out, he and Yun Qingzi built a small house on the other side of the mountain at random, and when he came here, Yun Qingzi was going around to the other end of the valley to block the exit, in order to prevent Feng Demon from escaping.

There was no news from Yun Qingzi's side, thinking that Demon Feng was still hiding in the valley, an immortal crane suddenly flapped its wings and flew overhead, circling a few times above his head.

Nie Tianyuan said: "Crane girl, if you find the traces of the Feng Demon Demon, please inform me, don't be lazy",

The crane chirped and flapped its wings and flew into the mountain.

Nie Tianyuan waved his hand and returned to his residence, and as soon as he reached the end of the trail, he heard the sound of horses' hooves in front of him, and a woman in plain clothes rode a horse.

"He Daxia",

She turned over and dismounted, and ran quickly to her with her skirt, and when she saw that He Busi was covered in blood, and dyed the placket of the young man's clothes red, she was immediately shocked and pale.

"The girl knows this little brother?",

Nie Tian said from afar.

Luo Qiyue's throat moved, and she hesitated a little before nodding and said, "I'm his... Friends",

"Who hurt him?",

She looked at the valley, and her gaze became much colder.

After being emotionally attracted to He Busi, her temperament has changed a lot, but all her patience and gentleness will only be given to this young man, and she has no tolerance for those who hurt him.

Nie Tianyuan said: "The people of the wicked pit, I have left the back hand, for now, let's go back with me to take care of your friend's injury, he is very seriously injured, although my Yulu Pill saved his life, but the remaining strength in his body is not clear, and he still needs to recuperate",

Luo Qiyue gently stroked the blood-soaked hair, nodded with red eyes.

The hut built by Nie Tianyuan and Yun Qingzi is on the mountainside on the side of the mountain, with flowers and plants in front of the hut and mountains and forests in the back, and a small flower garden at the door, which is quite elegant.

The people of the Northern Regions are fierce, it is a gathering place for tribes, there are very few such huts, Luo Qiyue naturally knows that this young man's origin is very unusual, and he is even more surprised after learning that he is a disciple of the Kunlun Immortal Sect during the conversation;

The worry in her heart has also gone a little bit, there are disciples of the Kunlun faction, even if the people of the wicked pit refuse to stop, she doesn't have to worry about anything, but when she understands what the wicked pit is, her face has changed again, and the woman named Feng Demon seems to be extremely difficult, and she faintly feels that the Kunlun faction only sent two disciples to deal with the wicked pit and the people of the Feng family.

Of course, she would never have said these words.

Nie Tianyuan also had a very good impression of this woman, especially when she took care of He Busi, that gentle and worried look always reminded him of his little junior sister Bihe, they were just as kind-hearted and empathetic.

Nie Tianyuan gave He Busi a bath, changed his clothes again, and then carefully looked at the injury for him, and worked for most of the night, until the early hours of the morning, he didn't leave the bed until midnight, but shook his head and sighed softly.

Luo Qiyue had just boiled the medicine, made them some food, and was coming in with a plate, when she saw him like this, her fingers couldn't help but tremble, and the corners of her lips moved, but she didn't say anything, just looked at him fixedly.

Nie Tianyuan didn't dare to touch her eyes, took the plate in her hand, and said, "His injuries are fine, I have forced out all the remaining spiritual energy in his body, but it's just ......",

"It's just... What?",

"Just his eyes... I can't recover, Fajing's thunder dragon roar shattered his pupils, I... There is no way",

Luo Qiyue's lips opened, she reached out to cover her mouth, and suddenly tears rained down.

It was the first time she had tasted this, and the person who was hurt was not her, but her heart was ten times more painful, and she couldn't hold back her tears when she looked at the young man with a broken arm lying quietly on the bed.

"I'm sorry, I really can't help him",

Nie Tianyuan felt uncomfortable when he saw it, so he could only gently open the door for her, let her be alone and quiet, and accompany this friend lying on the bed.

The candlelight danced, behind the curtain, why not think that his eyes were closed, and he still held the ordinary iron sword tightly in his hand, sometimes frowning, sometimes frowning, but never uttered a word, Luo Qiyue held his hand and accompanied him all night, and did not hear him call Cheng Yaojia's name in his sleep again, but in the early morning of the second day, he saw the dried tears in the corners of his eyes.

He woke up in the afternoon, he already knew that he had not only broken an arm, but also lost a pair of eyes, but he did not have any violent reaction, and accepted the reality very calmly, Luo Qiyue's heart was like a knife, and even Nie Tianyuan said with admiration, "This friend of yours is really an iron nerve, I have never seen such a person."

In the evening, when the sun was setting, why not think about getting out of bed, dragging the injured body, sitting by the window with the iron sword, and gently caressing the sword body with his fingers.

The cold wind howled outside the window, penetrating the muscles and bones, and after a while, goose feathers and heavy snow drifted.

Luo Qiyue was afraid that he would catch a cold, so she took out a blanket from the cabinet and draped it on him, he did not refuse for the first time, and the fingers pressed on the sword turned to touch the warm blanket lightly, stroked it, but pressed it on the sword again, and said, "It's snowing",

"This wind and snow is like the original Jiangnan",

It was no longer that cold tone, his hoarse voice was full of childhood memories in Jiangnan, the painful memories that had been dried, but the sound of heartbreak in her ears.

Looking at his expressionless face and the hand that suddenly clenched the hilt of the sword, she burst into tears.