Tang Yating's red lips squirmed slightly, looking at Yun Xiao's distant back and muttering softly. But soon she stretched out her frowning eyebrows.

Since he is no longer targeting himself and intends to make peace with himself, it doesn't make much sense to think about these things now.

Thinking like this in her heart, the corners of Tang Yating's lips rose slightly with a strange arc, and the emotions that were quite suppressed because of being teased by Nalan Yanfeng also quietly relaxed a lot at this moment, and then took a step and chased after Yun Xiao in front of her.

In addition to a seaside villa area in Modern City, in fact, in other places, there are still some luxury communities that only the celebrities and wealthy businessmen of the upper class can afford.

Deep in the middle of the street is a small, circular square with a fountain in its center. However, perhaps because of the rainy weather tonight, there was no water coming out of the fountain. It's just that the raindrops in mid-air fall on the spray, and a crisp ticking sound is heard from time to time.

This is a residential area that looks simple at first glance. In the hazy smoke and rain, the window sill of the residential building in front of the semicircle is almost all brightly lit with various colors, shining out through the shield of the gauze curtain, looking from a distance, as if the lights of thousands of homes are dotted with beautiful street gardens, which also adds a bit of luxury to this community.

At this moment, in one of the corridors of this residential complex, there is a faint white shadow standing in the corridor. The cold wind baptized by the rain blew by the window in front of the door, and the thick ponytail green silk like a waterfall behind the girl's head was swirled.

The girl still held a light gray heavenly umbrella in her hand, but her plain hand held it, but she didn't know whether it was too cold or a little weak, and she was trembling slightly.

After the girl raised her hand and pressed it, the crisp sound of the doorbell also fell, as if it was instantly drowned in the sound of the drizzle. But a moment later, the door was still slowly pushed open, and a middle-aged woman with a familiar and delicate face appeared in front of the girl who knocked on the door.

After seeing the rain-soaked but still elegant and beautiful face of the girl in front of her, the middle-aged woman's face was a little lazy at the beginning, and it became solemn and surprised in an instant, and accompanied by her exclamation, it quietly spread in the corridor.

"Qing'er?! How could you be drenched like this. Didn't you—didn't you bring an umbrella? ”

"Auntie, I'...... Hmm-"

The girl looked up at the middle-aged woman in front of her, and wanted to say something, but soon the faint pain in her abdomen came again, which made her cover her wrist on her lower abdomen. On a delicate and delicate face, the willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and the complexion looked pale and abnormal.

The middle-aged woman looked at this scene and quickly understood something. In the eyes that looked at the girl, that is, Liu Qingyi, there was a strong sense of tension and worry in an instant.

She quickly stepped forward to hold Liu Qingyi's lotus arm, slowly helped her into the house, and did not forget to ask in a complicated tone: "Okay, let's talk about it first." But why is your face so ugly? Is there something uncomfortable? ”

The words with various emotions fell, and the middle-aged woman slowly raised her head, revealing that face full of worry, it was the beautiful teacher who gave Yun Xiao and Tang Yating physical education classes - Murong Lei.

"Qing'er, you, do you have a stomachache or a stomachache? Why not go to the hospital first? ”

Murong Lei carefully helped Liu Qingyi to sit on the side of the sofa, looking at the latter's increasingly pale face, the surprise in her heart seemed a little unbounded.

She simply swept her eyes over the girl's body, and saw that the latter didn't seem to have any external injuries, and the jade hand had been covering her lower abdomen, and quickly sat down beside her.

Frowning tightly, trying to suppress the worries in her heart, Murong Lei finally sighed solemnly: "Hey, forget it." Stick out your right wrist first, and my aunt will give you a pulse. ”

After a brief moment of silence, Murong Lei suddenly opened her eyes in the sound of Liu Qingyi's somewhat rapid breathing.

She stared at Liu Qingyi with frightened eyes, held her wrist tightly with her bare hands, and asked in a solemn tone: "You are injured internally, how can this be?" Who could hurt you? ”

was slightly stunned by Murong Lei's successive questions, Liu Qingyi could only smile helplessly, but did not answer anything.

In fact, she didn't know the young man called Silent in the first place. And most importantly, because her aunt is also a member of the Murong family, she doesn't want the latter to get involved in this and become the object of silent venting of hostility.

"You don't want to say it, and my aunt doesn't force it. Let's find a way to heal your injuries first. ”

Seeing that Liu Qingyi seemed unwilling to answer, Murong Lei couldn't help but feel a little surprised in her heart, but she didn't want to continue to ask a lot at the moment. It's just that the people who shot are strong, and they are by no means idle. The most important thing now is naturally to treat Liu Qingyi's injuries.

Murong Lei stood up, pondered for a while, and paced in the living room with a somewhat scattered pace. And Liu Qingyi looked at her quietly with her head slightly raised, but there was a faint feeling of depression in her chest, which was caused by the fact that the breath in her body began to churn out of her control.

"By the way, Qing'er, you should, have you learned my Murong clan's legacy technique "Jade Pan Sutra", right? You can, try to use it to heal your internal injuries. ”

Murong Lei's eyes suddenly seemed to light up, her steps paused, she looked back and sat next to Liu Qingyi, staring at her with strange eyes, and said in a somewhat surprised tone-

"When my aunt was practicing in the ancestral hall garden of Xiangxiu Valley when she was a child, I heard the mirror envoy say that the first layer of the exercise recorded in the "Jade Pan Sutra" - 'Winding Silk Strength' is a holy method of healing injuries from another world, which can resolve all kinds of injuries in the body caused by occult exercises or brute force attacks."

"It is said that Sister Nan ran away from the clan privately, and it seems that it was because she stole the upper volume of this exercise book from her treasure pavilion."

"Auntie, you mean, my mother ...... her"

However, after Murong Lei said these words with some memories and feelings, Liu Qingyi's phoenix eyes staring at her were filled with shock.

In fact, the girl didn't know anything about these things.

If it hadn't been for the fact that she accidentally heard it from her aunt today, she wouldn't even know that the self-cultivation method that her mother had supervised her since she was a child and must be diligent in her practice turned out to be the secret book of the clan stored in the Treasure Pavilion!

Could it be that he was targeted by the people of the Dark Realm because of the half of the exercises left to him by his mother?

"yes, I don't think she'll tell you that. Actually, I shouldn't have said it. These are originally things between the previous generations, so why involve you. ”

When she noticed the hint of surprise in Liu Qingyi's gaze looking at her, Murong Lei's words immediately changed, and after sighing faintly, she slowly stretched her brows, and looked at Liu Qingyi's eyes, inexplicably carrying a trace of self-blame and remorse.

"But I really want to know. Because I want to be able to help you, because I believe in the power of perseverance and love, nothing can be changed. ”

When Liu Qingyi said this, her eyebrows turned out of the window. The drizzle could not see the traces of the fall in the dark night, but the sparse rattle of hitting the ground had been hovering in my ears for a long time.

"Auntie, can you bring me a cup of hot water? Don't worry, I'm fine. Because I thought, I know what to do. ”

Seeing the ruddy look on Liu Qingyi's pretty face, and she began to climb a little bit to recover, Murong Lei's heart was filled with a touch of joy, and she couldn't help but be a little shocked.

Because she had only heard that there was such an ancient exercise in the clan, but she had never really seen it. Now seeing that Liu Qingyi's state has really improved a lot in a moment, his heart is naturally amazed.

"Huh? Oh, okay. ”

Murong Lei's slightly frowning eyebrows suddenly relaxed, and she came back to her senses and finally glanced at Liu Qingyi, who was sitting quietly on the sofa, with her palms folded up and down in front of her lower abdomen, and her beautiful eyes slowly closed.

She slowly turned and walked towards the back room kitchen, but as she moved, she quietly made a decision in her mind.

As Murong Lei's figure disappeared into the corner of the porch, the brightly lit and spacious living room fell into a quiet atmosphere again.

Liu Qingyi slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air from Qiong's nose, her eyelashes fluttered, and she gradually opened her slightly closed phoenix eyes.

Her eyes were still staring out the window through the gauze curtain, her eyes were flowing with autumn waves, and her mind was gradually sinking into the memories while the mysterious qi in her body was running......

Time flies, time flies, and the wind chimes of memory are like distant echoes, playing and writing the ballad of growth. Ten years in the blink of a finger, those memories that may have been buried deep in the depths of her mind by her own efforts appeared in front of the girl's eyes one by one in a brief conversation with Murong Lei just now.

Ten years ago, in Santa Fe Modern City, the Liujia villa did not have the luxury scale it has today, but the new decoration, complicated furniture, and spacious underground training room still show the absolute upper class status of the owner.

And at this moment, in a rather spacious and bright underground training room, one of which has a transparent glass mirror wall, a crisp and delicate girl's shout is faintly coming from it.

If you look in, you can see that the girl looks quite slender, with long hair coiled behind her head, but she looks only about seven or eight years old.

But the girl's delicate little face, which was as white as snow, had begun to take on a glamorous beauty. Looking at her appearance carefully, she looks like a certain girl today, but between those bright eyes, she has not yet faded away from the trace of youth and delicateness.

"Tuck your belly, raise your head, and lift your legs. Lean sideways, take a deep breath, and kick forward! ”

While the girl was standing in front of the glass mirror in an upright position, a middle-aged young woman with drooping hair beside her was staring at her sternly, muttering slowly and loudly.