Yang Yan was like a sculpture, sitting in the courtyard for several hours without moving, Shui Nianyu seemed to be still angry with him, and did not take the initiative to pay attention to him, only busy in the house.

Until the time of the day, it was the time for Yang Yan to drink the medicine, she took the medicine that had just been decocted, and walked out of the yard with hot air, although Yang Yan usually ignored her, he would go into the house as usual to drink the medicine with her, but today I don't know what grandpa talked to him, he sat there without any reaction, and he didn't realize that the hour had come.

She was still very angry about Yang Yan's idea of wanting to repay the favor, but she would not delay the business because of this, and still fed him medicine on time.

However, when she came to Yang Yan and saw the pair of magic pupils tumbling with terrifying demonic intent, Fang Xin "groaned", and subconsciously took half a step back, and the soup in the medicine bowl swayed and almost spilled out.

"You...... How can your eyes be?" Shui Nianyu exclaimed a little anxiously, Yang Yan's condition had improved greatly, especially after chatting about a sword dance this morning, she obviously felt that the demonic intent in Yang Yan's body had been suppressed, and the distance between the two sides had obviously narrowed a lot.

But now, looking at his pair of demon pupils, the demonic intent is monstrous, cold, murderous, extremely terrifying, even more terrifying than the eyes he opened when he first woke up half a month ago, full of ruthless indifference, and the six relatives do not recognize it.

Such a huge change made her frightened, in the past, when Yang Yan was still in a coma, he would only go crazy after missing the feeding time for an hour, but now the time is just right, how can he suddenly have a demonic attack?

Could it be that this medicine has no effect on him?

It was fine at noon, but how did it become like this again in a few hours?

Yang Yan was in the fierce battle between her own consciousness and demonic intent at this time, the two wills clashed violently, and her body was as if a furnace was about to explode, noticing that someone was approaching, the demonic intent on her body erupted, the demonic pupils were cold, and her eyes pierced her whole body like a sharp cold sword.

"Get out!" a cold and chilling word spat out of his mouth, without a trace of emotion, Shui Nianyu's clear eyes trembled, even if he had just woken up from a coma that day, full of vigilance and vigilance against strange people and the environment, he had never said such a hurtful word to her, and finally the relationship eased a lot, but it suddenly deteriorated, hearing this, you can know what she feels like in her heart.

Of course, she wouldn't leave, but stepped forward, trying to reassure him: "You calm down first......"

"Get out of here!" Yang Yan snorted coldly, reaching out and pushing away her outstretched hand, Shui Nianyu didn't expect him to be so aggressive, and when he was caught off guard, he only felt a powerful force coming, his body was pushed and staggered, and the medicine in the medicine bowl shook violently, spilling more than half.

Fortunately, she is not an ordinary woman, she stabilized her mind, and the hand holding the medicine bowl rotated and took back the spilled potion without falling to the ground, but Yang Yan was like this, and there was no way for him to drink the medicine obediently.

"Okay, don't make a fuss, drink the medicine and you'll be fine. Shui Nianyu chuckled and tried to get closer to him, her beautiful voice had a strong soothing power, and the magic intent in Yang Yan's eyes was a little calm, but it was still terrifyingly cold.

This time, Yang Yan didn't reach out to push her away, nor did he stop her from approaching, but retreated by himself to pull the distance away, and her cold gaze made her feel extremely unfamiliar: "No!"

The smile on Shui Nianyu's face softened, and Yang Yan's voice was still cold and hard, but his actions and not letting her "get out" again were enough to show that at this moment, his own consciousness had the upper hand, and the demonic intent could only affect him but still couldn't control him.

"Be good, obedient, how can you be good if you don't drink medicine?" Shui Nianyu continued to take the initiative to approach him, pressing step by step, Yang Yan had to retreat again, but his eyes were even colder, this tone coaxed him like a child?

"My business, it's none of your business!" Yang Yan leaned against the fence of the yard, stopped, and said coldly, suppressing the urge to do it, damn it! He had never been forced so much, and he couldn't really do it yet.

"I'm a pharmacist, you're my patient, how can it have nothing to do with me?" Shui Nianyu said with a smile, and continued to step forward, Yang Yan couldn't retreat, the two of them were close at hand, and they could clearly smell the refreshing fragrance on her body, and the demonic intent erupting from her body gradually subsided, and even his magic pupils were not so terrifying.

"Come, drink the medicine!" Shui Nianyu scooped up a spoonful of medicine and blew it gently, against the corner of his mouth, and his soft eyes signaled him to open his mouth.

Yang Yan's gaze did not fluctuate in the slightest, calmly pushed away the medicine spoon in his mouth, and said lightly: "From today onwards, I will not drink this medicine again." ”

"Why?" she asked incomprehensibly, "Drinking medicine on time can suppress the demonic intent in your body, don't you want to get out of here as soon as possible?

"You don't have to rely on medicine to suppress demonic intent, as long as my heart is firm, I can also suppress it and get out of here. Yang Yan's gaze was extremely firm, in the past, he didn't mind using medicine to help him suppress the demonic intent, but the conversation with the elder made him understand that whether he could suppress the demonic intent, or even suppress the demon sword, was not at all how powerful the medicine was, but whether his own heart could really be unswerving, whether his martial arts heart was really indestructible!

He can't let go of his self-confidence and pride, and he can't face himself, but he wants to prove himself and deserve this self-confidence and pride.

He is him, the invincible Seven Princes, Yang Yan!

He is the scorching sun high above, shining all over the world, immortal, no matter how the magic sword is, no matter how rampant the demon will is, it will also crawl at his feet!

If he wants to suppress the demonic intent and control the demonic sword, why does he need medicine to help, he can do it himself!

Shui Nianyu looked at him in amazement, his calm eyes were full of firm faith, as if as long as he said yes, he would definitely be able to, everything was in his thoughts.

"Okay, I can promise you, but you also have to promise me, in case you can't control yourself, you must tell me!" Shui Nianyu stared into his eyes and said seriously.

"Good. Yang Yan looked at her and nodded slowly.

Shui Nianyu took a step back, took away the medicine bowl in his hand, and said, "If you dare to lie to me, I will not spare you." ”

Yang Yan looked at her quietly, and for a long time, she didn't feel too strong demonic intent from him, so she really let go of her heart.

Looking at the medicine in the bowl, Shui Nianyu frowned slightly, these are all cherished medicinal materials that grandpa fortunately picked back, and she herself has been busy for a long time before decocting the medicine, Yang Yan doesn't drink it, can't she just pour it like this, right?

What a pity!

"Hmph, if you don't drink it, I'll drink it!" Shui Nianyu snorted lightly, and actually picked up the medicine bowl and drank the medicine in one go...... Wow!

A good pair of delicate cheeks wrinkled all of a sudden, those extremely good-looking eyes narrowed into a line, faintly visible crystal tears, although the decoction of the medicine could not help but smell the bitter smell, she was accompanied by herbs since she was a child, but at this time, as soon as the medicine was entered, the extremely bitter taste exploded all of a sudden, and she knew what was the bitter taste of good medicine.

Even people like her, who are accompanied by herbs all day long, can hardly bear the pain of this medicine, it is hard to imagine how Yang Yan, who is in contact with this kind of bitter medicine for the first time, swallows it without changing her face, she has already regretted it after drinking it once, but Yang Yan has persisted for half a month three times a day, is this endurance really something that a teenager can have?

Shui Nianyu subconsciously wanted to spit out the bitter medicine in his mouth that had not yet been swallowed, and when he caught a glimpse of Yang Yan's indifferent gaze, as if he was laughing at her, he suddenly felt ruthless, gritted his teeth fiercely, swallowed it, and his pretty face wrinkled into a bun, and two lines of tears were drawn along the corners of his eyes, which made people feel distressed.

"Is it so delicious?" Yang Yan looked at her lightly, a little puzzled, drinking a medicine is also such a gobble, this is not in line with her image all along.

"It's delicious!" Shui Nianyu glanced at him coldly, what kind of eyes is this, does she look like it's delicious?

"Leave you alone, I'm going to learn pharmacology from my grandfather!" she dropped the sentence, turned around and walked away without looking back, her steps were brisk, and she returned to the house in a few clicks.

Yang Yan stopped for a long time, then took a step, but did not go back to the house, but walked directly to the outside of the courtyard, came to the river, looked at the night view of the river, and began to meditate.

Now that he has made up his mind not to rely on medicine anymore, his battle with the Demon Sword and Demon Intent will be even more difficult and difficult, and he needs to work hard to improve his state of mind to compete with the Demon Sword and Demon Intent.

However, for some reason, after meditating for a long time, he was still restless, his mood was uneasy, and when he gradually became anxious, the demonic will in his body began to move again, and Yang Yan was about to suppress it back with a firm will, when he suddenly remembered the scene when he danced the sword on the other side of the river in the morning, at that time he was immersed in the sword moves, and his mind was only holding the sword in his hand, and there were no other distracting thoughts, and the demonic will could not affect him.

With a move in his heart, Yang Yan opened his eyes, stood up, and the cyan cloth fluttered with the wind, treading water, sweeping to the opposite bank, the long sword was unsheathed, and he began to dance the sword.

Since the devil is pervasive, then don't think about it, ignore it, throw away all complicated thoughts, and be loyal to the present.

The cold moonlight sprinkled down, plating a layer of silver light on the sword dancers, and the sword light swayed, the cold light shone everywhere, and the sword qi flew and wandered between the heavens and the earth like flowing water.

The wooden window of a farmhouse in the courtyard had been opened at some point, and a beautiful and refined shadow leaned against the window, staring quietly at the opposite shore with clear eyes like water, not knowing whether it was admiring the scenery, or people, or both......

......

On the northern border of the Tianyang Dynasty, the first male city, the iron-blooded city under the moonlight, is like a towering mountain separating heaven and earth, insurmountable, and the slightest trace of blood is permeated, making it have a thick and gloomy atmosphere, as if it is inhabited by terrifying bloodthirsty beasts, capable of devouring all living beings.

Shout!

An extremely brilliant golden streamer pierced the night sky, shooting from the sky, and the dazzling brilliance was like a rainbow in the night, expelling the darkness and becoming the only dazzling existence between heaven and earth.

"Enemy attack!" Between a few breaths of Iron Blood, the lights were bright, and the vigilance was loud, and the sound of countless hurried footsteps and heavy armor clashing sounded.

"The Son of Heaven has an order, Xingwang Shi, kill no ministers, kill!" Old Marshal Ye stepped on the golden-winged eagle, above the sky above the Iron Blood City, and the eight spears pointed obliquely into the air, full of spirit, and the iron-blooded killing aura oppressed the area below to tremble, and countless Blood Moon soldiers were so frightened that they were almost out of breath.