Li Xiaomu wanted to dodge but couldn't, he frowned and said, "You are—"

The man waved his hand, interrupted Li Xiaomu, took out a piece of paper from his arms, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Luo is still prescient, knowing that you have many questions, which are all written clearly, listen to me read it to you slowly-"

A small piece of paper, there were a lot of words, and the man read for a whole quarter of an hour, and Li Xiaomu finally understood. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Eight days ago, Li Xiaomu was seriously injured in the night attack, and the people who responded to the "Tianhe faction" rushed to the rescue, but Li Xiaomu suddenly disappeared again, but only a few breaths fell from the air, and he still held the "Qiankun Extreme Spirit Mirror" tightly in his hand, but the person was unconscious.

What he heard next made Li Xiaomu feel sad in his heart.

The damage in that night battle was huge--Master Su Dazhou was exhausted and weakened, and he held on until the person sent by the main party arrived before he took his last breath. Huang Yisheng, the former head of the "Eight Along Gate", is nowhere to be found, two of the division commanders died on the way back to the Tianhe faction, and the last two died just after entering the mountain gate. Su Yanyan was taken as an apprentice by the Yixiang Fairy, she was slightly injured, and she recovered most of her after three or five days of recuperation, but her face was frosty all day long, and she was silent. When Li Xiaomu heard this, he couldn't help but think of Shi Niang again, and his heart tingled, and his eyes turned red again.

The man finally began to introduce himself, his name is Wu Chi, he is the previous generation of disciples of the "Tianhe Sect", the head of the family and the junior disciples of the palace. In half of his life, most of the time was spent studying martial arts, single-mindedly practicing, without distractions, often because of the practice into the gods and sluggish, was secretly called "martial idiot" by the disciples in the faction, because of the cultivation is extremely high, proficient in 100 skills, and now he is invited by Luo Yide to perform the stunt of "urging blood to the heart" to heal Li Xiaomu's injuries.

Li Xiaomu was held down by Wu Chi in the lower abdomen Lingfu, and felt the warm current gurgling in, flowing to the chest wound for a while, the pain went away, very comfortable, I wanted to enjoy it for a while, but when I saw a man's big hand rubbing it on his lower abdomen, he immediately felt extremely awkward, and saw Wu Chi staring at himself in a daze with a stupid smile, a pair of round eyes on his cheeks and short beards seemed to contain affection, and he suddenly felt a cold, cold sweat trickled down, and he felt a tumbling after not eating rice food in his abdomen for ten days.

"Uncle Wu-Uncle Wu!" Li Xiaomu shouted several times in a row, but Wu Chi was indifferent, still smiling stupidly. Li Xiaomu was surprised, stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, he didn't blink, laughed, still didn't move, Li Xiaomu moved his body into the bed with difficulty, and finally dodged Wu Chi's hand, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but saw Wu Chi's body shock, and instantly came to his senses, he withdrew his hand, looked up and down on Li Xiaomu with a smile, and said: "Xiaomu nephew, your body is really interesting......" Hearing this, Li Xiaomu felt a cool breeze in his heart.

Fortunately, Wu Chi didn't heal Li Xiaomu anymore, stood up and dipped his hands in the basin with water, explained a few words like don't move, rest in peace, and left.

Li Xiao's fungus roots fell clean, began to look at the scene in the house, the room is not big but clean and tidy, the bed is standing against the inner wall, the blue-gray bed is hung high, the bedside is placed on the side of the bed, there is a small square table in the middle of the room, teapots and cups are readily available, a touch of sunlight spills in from the half-open window, shining on his face warm, his mood is light, he exhales a breath of turbidity, just closed his eyes, but heard the door "creak" opened.

He turned his head to look and saw the strong sunlight outside the door shining into the house, only shining the silhouette of the person, the figure was slender like a woman, but he couldn't see his face clearly, and when the woman took the door with him, Li Xiaomu saw it clearly, and exclaimed softly, "Ah, little junior sister, it's you-"

The person who came was Su Yanyan.

Li Xiaomu met an acquaintance for the first time after the catastrophe, as if he had seen a loved one, his heart was surging, sadness, joy, sadness, and relief suddenly surged into his heart, he struggled to sit up, and looked at Su Yanyan with tears in his eyes.

Seeing the little junior sister slowly walking towards her step by step, Li Xiaomu suddenly felt bad - her face was like ice, a sneer hung on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes seemed to be about to erupt with anger, she was holding a long sword in her hand, and she was getting closer and closer......

Suddenly, the cold light flashed, and the sword in Su Yanyan's hand slashed Li Xiaomu's neck, Li Xiaomu rolled to the side of the bed to dodge, although he kept his head, his shoulder was cut wide, and blood flowed immediately.

Su Yanyan raised her sword and stabbed again, Li Xiaomu sat up in shock, let go of the vital point in his chest, but left a shallow blood hole on his left arm.

Su Yanyan's heart was full of grief and indignation, and she didn't care about the swordsmanship, she just stabbed horizontally, and greeted Li Xiaomu with all her might.

Li Xiaomu gritted his teeth and endured the sharp pain in his chest, shook and stood up to dodge, he was not the opponent of his junior sister, now his body is injured, and his movement is even more inconvenient, his body has been stabbed several times, and his movements are even more sluggish, Su Yanyan is also recovering from a major injury, and his breath gradually became heavy after stabbing out a few swords, but seeing that Li Xiaomu had been forced into a corner and could no longer avoid it, he sneered in his mouth, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a few "recovering pills" and swallowed it, feeling that his physical strength had recovered a little, and then put the porcelain bottle into his arms, and shouted, "Li Xiaomu, you will die- A sword stabbed out and went straight to Li Xiaomu's throat.

Li Xiaomu was no longer powerless to dodge, and saw the tip of the sword shining with cold light getting closer and closer......

......

Luo Shu'er has been worried about the past few days, she has heard the master talk about the truth of the battle a few days ago, when she heard everyone talk about Li Xiaomu's various exploits in saving his fellow disciples to win treasures, she was particularly guilty of her own heavy kick at that time, but she has always been the handsome of the younger generation of the "Tianhe faction", whether it is cultivation or appearance, it is also one of the few among the peers of the whole sect, naturally a little willful and arrogant, how can she easily humiliate and admit her mistakes, but she is plain and boasts that she is more upright than men, so she has always been angry about accidentally injuring Li Xiaomu.

On this day, she finished her homework, sat in the boudoir and thought about it, hesitated again and again, and finally decided to put aside Li Xiaomu's humiliation of herself for the time being......

......

Li Xiaomu regretted in his heart that he shouldn't have let Wu Chi go in a hurry, and when he saw Su Yanyan's sword stabbing straight over, his eyes were closed, and his hands instinctively blocked out-

"Click!"

"Ahh

After concluding that the scream was not coming from his mouth, Li Xiaomu squinted his eyes and looked forward, and couldn't help but be stunned, only to see that the long sword had been broken into two, and the tip of the sword was inserted into the ground three inches before his legs, and Su Yanyan held half of the sword in her hand, with a look of horror and confusion, she was about to slash the enemy, she felt that the sword in her hand was broken into two halves, and then a strong force rushed to the face, hitting the body through the limbs, suddenly feeling dizzy and swollen, chest and abdomen qi and blood rolling, stunned, suddenly felt that her legs and feet were weak, and she could no longer support it, and she planted forward, she looked at the blade of the half sword inserted in the ground closer and closer to her chest, I couldn't help but smile miserably, I, is this the end......

She could already feel the broken blade still sharp, as if it had pierced the silk garment on her chest, close to her skin...... A little more, just a little, you can go to accompany the elder brother and her father and mother, she gently closed her eyes, waiting for that moment to come......

But time seemed to stop suddenly, her body hung in the air, the sword blade just cut through her clothes and no longer went deeper, she opened her eyes "swoop", only to find Li Xiaomu clenching her teeth, one knee on the ground, supporting her shoulder with her hand, so that she would not fall again.

Li Xiaomu's face was pale, and the sweat drops of beans were rolling down, this was a sign of detachment, he gritted his teeth and used the last bit of strength to hold on, Su Yanyan was finally overthrown by him and out of danger, and he used too much force, and the person also rushed forward, impartially pressing on Su Yanyan's body.

Su Yanyan didn't know whether she was exhausted or ashamed, she had already fainted, Li Xiaomu smiled bitterly, and wanted to struggle to stand up, but she couldn't exert any strength, he looked at Su Yanyan's chest, hesitated for a moment, and finally closed his eyes, put his hand into the arms of the little junior sister, and said in his heart: I don't know if the "rejuvenating pill" can make the junior sister wake up, but if you try, it's better than being pressed by me......

The door opened without losing any time, and Luo Shu'er, who was holding the medicine tray in both hands, opened her big eyes and watched this bloody and fragrant scene......

"Good you thief!" Luo Shu'er scolded.

"I, I, she, she ......" Li Xiaomu's hand stopped in the depths of Su Yanyan's collar, not daring to rummage through any more "recovery pills", he felt a little bitter in his mouth, sighed, and said, "I, I said that I was to save her, you, do you believe it?"

"I said I'm going to kill you thief now, do you believe it?" Luo Shu'er threw the medicine tray aside, already holding the sword.

"I ...... The letter ...... "Li Xiaomu was a little desperate......