After Zhou Song left, Ye Xingchuan continued to study with Mr. Hongbo.

Mr. Hongbo gave him a book of boxing, "Red Maple Boxing", which focuses on both light and light exercises, aiming to exercise the flexibility of the body, and integrate light skills and boxing techniques, which can be performed in the air or on the ground.

After Mr. Hongbo gave it to him, let him understand it himself, and if there was something he didn't understand, he would look for him again.

There are a total of nine layers of this boxing method, the first three layers are the basic body method light power to the advanced, the middle three layers are the boxing method, and the last three layers are the real combination of light power and boxing method.

This set of boxing techniques is connected and its physical strength, and the requirements for light skills in the first layer alone are extremely high, Ye Xingchuan often practices late at night, sleeps for two hours every day, and gets up to intensify his cultivation.

During the more than 20 days of Zhou Song's retreat, he only practiced the first two layers, but Mr. Hongbo did not think he was slow, but told him every day to calm down and not to be impatient.

So much so that when Zhou Song came back, he was still in the ice and snow, desperately practicing footwork.

As soon as he saw Zhou Song coming, he almost slipped and fell to the ground.

"Why are you back now?!"

"The cultivation effect is very good, and the retreat has ended early."

"Oh......"

Ye Xingchuan scratched his head, he didn't know what to say, Zhou Song was wearing a cloak and a hood, he couldn't see Zhou Song's expression clearly.

"You keep practicing, I'll watch from the side." Zhou Song said.

As she spoke, she stepped over and sat down.

"Wait a minute."

Ye Xingchuan stretched out his hand and wanted to grab her, but he grabbed her hood.

As the hood was pulled down, a silver filament poured down, Ye Xingchuan was dumbfounded, the beautiful green silk in his impression, after these twenty days, all turned pale hair!

Zhou Song was shocked, she hadn't figured out how to explain to him, and she was in a hurry to put on the hood, but was stopped by Ye Xingchuan.

"What's wrong with you?!" Ye Xingchuan had a serious face.

Zhou Song thought for a while and replied, "That's how the swordsmanship I practiced......"

"I haven't heard of any swordsmanship that makes people practice their hair white, what the hell is wrong with you?!"

The more Zhou Song didn't tell him the truth, the more anxious he became.

"Yes...... It's that the speed of cultivation is too fast, a little overloaded,"

"Then you don't want to practice so fast!" As soon as the words fell, Ye Xingchuan scolded loudly, "No one is urging you, since you want to cultivate, you have to be down-to-earth......"

Zhou Song looked at his anxious appearance and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's you, it seems that there is no progress in cultivation." ”

Ye Xingchuan was said by her, and he suddenly felt ashamed, Zhou Song practiced for twenty days and achieved success, but he didn't learn anything.

Zhou Song casually picked up the "Red Maple Fist Method" that Ye Xingchuan put aside, flipped through a few pages, and said to him: "Your internal strength is too low now, you must first improve your internal strength before you can cultivate well." ”

"Got it." Ye Xingchuan replied impatiently and took the book back. He already felt very embarrassed, but when Zhou Song pointed it out, he couldn't hang up his face.

Zhou Song saw his thoughts, didn't say much, just kept watching him practice.

"Didn't I say before that my cultivation speed was too fast, which caused my hair to turn white." In the evening, only when the two of them were alone, Zhou Song talked to him.

"Well, what's wrong?"

The two had just had dinner with the others, and Ye Xingchuan was ready to continue practicing.

"I'll pass on the excess internal force to you."

"Don't."

Ye Xingchuan simply refused.

"If you don't, what if I die while practicing?"

Zhou Song's ghost pretended to be pitiful, obviously she would not do this to anyone before.

"......" Ye Xingchuan stared at her, her pitiful expression was maintained until Ye Xingchuan finally couldn't help but let go, "Okay, okay, then so be it." ”

Ye Xingchuan sat in front of Zhou Song, Zhou Song used his internal force, put his palms on his back, and slowly injected the internal force into Ye Xingchuan's body. It was very smooth at the beginning, but for some reason, Zhou Song wanted to stop it, but he felt that his hand was firmly sucked, and the internal force that Ye Xingchuan constantly absorbed couldn't break free at all!

"Ye Xingchuan, what's wrong with you?!"

Zhou Song wanted to withdraw his hand, but Ye Xingchuan suddenly turned around, grabbed her wrist tightly, panting, as if he had lost his mind, staring at Zhou Song with an extremely morbid expression, as if he was looking at his prey.

She was frightened, and her other hand gathered internal force at her fingertips, and she didn't dare to do it, for fear of hurting him.

Ye Xingchuan was so strong that he grabbed a bruise on Zhou Song's wrist, and then bit her wrist hard, the smell of blood instantly filled Ye Xingchuan's mind, the smell of blood made him feel at ease, the more he bit it, the harder it became, a steady stream of blood gushed out of the wound, he sucked insatiably, completely out of control.

Zhou Song could see Ye Xingchuan's problem at a glance, which was completely the result of being controlled by the red brocade, and after Mr. Hongbo took it out for him at that time, there should have been a part of it left, which caused Ye Xingchuan to leave such symptoms.

If it is a complete red brocade worm, it can be drawn out at Tongque Mountain, but the remaining part may still grow in Ye Xingchuan's body, and now the symptoms are manifested, it must be because the insects remaining in his body have begun to grow.

Zhou Song didn't want to hurt him anymore, it was not a way to go on like this, she pulled her hand out forcefully, and slammed the palm of her other hand into Ye Xingchuan's abdomen, separating them.

Her internal force to Ye Xingchuan is like delivering nutrients to the long worms in her body, making Ye Xingchuan suddenly uncontrollable. However, thanks to this, Zhou Song was able to discover the abnormality of Ye Xingchuan's body in time.

Ye Xingchuan received this slap and fell heavily to the ground, he was suddenly dizzy, and after calming down, he saw Zhou Song with blood in one hand, looking at him condescendingly, with a cold and complicated expression in his eyes.

His mind went blank, and he didn't realize what he had just done, until the thick smell of blood made him retch.

"Are you alright?" Zhou Song squatted next to him and put a hand on his shoulder.

"Leave me alone!" Ye Xingchuan slapped his hand away, hurriedly ran outside, rinsed his mouth with water, and began to retch again after spitting out the water, and the cycle repeated.

What did he do? He sucked Zhou Song's blood, became like a walking corpse like those villagers in his previous life, became like that long worm, and actually sucked human blood out of control! With that in mind, he began to retching again until he sat down against the wall.

Zhou Song silently walked up to him, sat down slowly, and handed him a handkerchief.

Ye Xingchuan took it, his face was full of loss and frustration, like a mourning dog that has been through vicissitudes.

"Ye Xingchuan, it's snowing again." Zhou Song stretched out his hand and caught a snowflake, but Ye Xingchuan did not answer.

Maybe it was because it was too cold, and the snowflakes that touched Zhou Song's skin didn't melt for a while.

Zhou Song saw that Ye Xingchuan had been in a daze, so he called: "Ye Xingchuan." ”

"Huh?" Ye Xingchuan reluctantly turned his head, Zhou Song blew lightly, and the snowflake in the palm of his hand, riding the air current, fell lightly on the tip of Ye Xingchuan's nose.

Zhou Song saw that this childish act was successful, and he actually showed an innocent smile for the first time in a long time, Ye Xingchuan couldn't help but be stunned, this scene overlapped with the dreams he often had.

He came back to his senses, touched his nose with a red face, and skimmed his face: "What are you doing......"

Zhou Song smiled: "It's snowing, I haven't watched the snow quietly like this for a long time." ”

"I'm ...... too" Ye Xingchuan raised his head to look at the snow, but his mind was not on the snow at all.

"When I was fifteen years old, my father cut off my tendons and tendons, and after I could barely walk, I ran away as soon as possible."

Zhou Song exhaled a breath of warm air and pulled his thoughts back to before.

"It was also winter, it was very cold, I hid everywhere, walked everywhere, had no food, couldn't run fast, didn't wear warm clothes, walked for a long time and didn't get out of the capital, and then collapsed on the side of the road."

Ye Xingchuan was silent and listened to her quietly.

"I thought I was going to die, but someone showed up and gave me a steamed bun, mixed it with snow, and fed it little by little."

Zhou Song lowered his head, grabbed a handful of snow from the ground, held it in the palm of his hand, and slowly turned into snow water.

Then he wrapped me in a broken straw mat, and then carried me on his back and walked out of the capital in the snow. After ......"

Zhou Song said, as if he had thought of something interesting, smiled inexplicably, and continued:

"We've been together for a long time, he's two years older than me, but I've always called him by his first name."

"His family lives in a small village outside the capital, and there are often thugs who come to find fault and snatch all our dry food."

"I remember, once, he got into a fight with those thugs, and I wanted to help, but I didn't expect to help, and I bit him......"

Zhou Song put away his smile and looked at the place on his wrist that was bitten by Ye Xingchuan just now, there was no longer blood, but the surroundings were high and swollen, and the color of the bruises was shocking.

"Ye Xingchuan, I was bitten by you today, and I apologize for that day......"

"What do you mean by that?"

Before Zhou Song could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Ye Xingchuan: "Who is the man you are talking about?" ”

There was a hint of horror in his skeptical expression, as if he could not accept this fact.

Zhou Song didn't expect him to react like this, was stunned for a moment, and continued: "I said so, don't you still remember me?" ”

"Don't talk about it!" Ye Xingchuan's expression was suddenly painful, and he began to have a severe headache, as if something was stopping him from remembering.

He gasped, and he was about to remember, the familiar face, voice, and name were only separated from him by a veil, but he couldn't remove that veil.

Zhou Song looked at him, his eyes gradually becoming cold.

She pulled Ye Xingchuan's wrist and bit it hard, the smell of blood instantly spread in her mouth, and then bit the corner of her lip, and the blood of the two easily blended again.

Without waiting for Ye Xingchuan to push her away, she pulled him in front of her again, pulled his face over, and tangled with his lips and teeth, until their souls exchanged again, and then she let go.

"Since it's so uncomfortable, let me bear it for you."

Since you don't want to think of me, then never think about it, forget the past, just look at me now.