Her hands moved stiffly, Yan Yurao bit her lower lip tightly, and then put down her raised hand again. Only the breathing of the two people remained in the space, and the silence was a little awkward.

"If you don't take off your mask, how can I help you clean up the toxins?" Gu Qingquan looked at Yan Yurao, as if he saw her inner struggle, and said softly: "If you want to live again, you have to muster up the courage to say goodbye to the unbearable past." ”

Listening to Gu Qingquan's words, Yan Yurao's slowly raised hands kept trembling, and her lips had lost their blood.

"Besides, you're not ugly right now. It's not just about your looks, it's about your life. If it weren't for the rainbow vine poison, I think you would be more than the cultivation realm of the eight-star martial king now. Gu Qingquan added that he couldn't understand Yan Yurao's feelings at this time, because the world world didn't empathize with such a thing. The scars eroded by toxins on her face have accompanied Yan Yurao for more than ten years, and little by little she has worn out her confidence and enthusiasm for life.

Gu Qingquan's appearance was undoubtedly a ray of light, piercing Yan Yurao's cold and dead heart, but it forced her to look directly at the past that made her sad and crazy more than once, this feeling was very tormenting.

His trembling hands stroked his mask, but he didn't move for a long time. Now that she is finally about to get rid of the shadow of this poison, Yan Yurao's heart has become worried, and her lower lip has been bitten into lilac. His eyes kept drifting, and the unbearable childhood appeared in his mind again, and those memories were more desperate than rainbow vine poison.

Since being poisoned by her own mother, Yan Yurao has put on this mask and never taken it off again, which is naked evidence of family betrayal of herself. Just because she is a daughter, she has no chance of being in the position from a humble background, so she thinks that she is an existence that should not be born, is that those fame, fortune and glory are more important than flesh and blood?

Thinking of that ugly scar, Yan Yurao's whole person couldn't help but tremble, unwilling, resentful, helpless and disappointed......

"The poisons on the top ten poison lists, I don't know how many people on the Eastern Continent have been hit. The reason why I helped you detoxify is because you have the value to let me do it. If you don't even have the courage to do so, then I don't have to exert any effort, even if I help you get rid of the toxins completely, you are just a weak person who continues to live with a shadow. Gu Qingquan stared at every inch of Yan Yurao's face, knowing that her heart was struggling, and he had also heard a little about Yan Yurao, but there was such a thing as heart disease, and others could not intervene to help.

"Everyone lives for themselves, not for anything else. The meaning of your existence needs to be found and proven by yourself!" Gu Qingquan's voice suddenly rose a degree, staring at Yan Yurao and said aggressively. Then she shut up and stopped making a sound, the material was enough, and she needed to understand and let go of the rest.

"If you want to be born again, you have to say goodbye to the past. The meaning of existence needs to be found by oneself and proven......" Yan Yurao muttered distractedly, tears flashing in her eyes, full of sadness for the past and a strong desire for rebirth.

Just like Yu Tianqing said, Yan Yurao's opponent has always been herself. It's not the rainbow vine venom that's scary, it's the heart that's been corrupted.

The coercion belonging to the eight-star martial king rolled out, and Yan Yurao's state of mind was also undergoing great changes. Weak water thousand blows blessed the whole body, Gu Qingquan quietly looked at Yan Yurao, waiting, waiting for Yan Yurao to crack into a butterfly.

What kind of concubine is out of the house! What kind of mother is more expensive than her son! Even if I am a daughter, I have the meaning of my existence! I want to be reborn, I want to be strong, and I want to break this sick traditional concept! Yan Yurao clenched her silver teeth, and two lines of tears flowed out of her eyes and crossed her face.

"Say goodbye to the past, I want to be reborn!" Gradually, the aura in the room became more and more intense, the coercion became more and more powerful, and the brilliance in Yan Yurao's eyes became brighter and more moving!

With a crisp click, the pale golden mask on Yan Yurao's left cheek was actually split into pieces under Yan Yurao's coercion and fell to the ground, revealing the hideous and ugly skin that had been eroded by the toxin.

The purple-black toxin was like an old tree root with intricate veins, mixed with blood, densely covered Yan Yurao's left cheek, and it was slightly puffy. The skin was uneven, like a swamp in the hot summer, and faintly emitted a trace of purple-black gas.

Gu Qingquan's eyes narrowed, although he had already prepared in his heart, he was still frightened by the half of the face in front of him. But there is not the slightest urge to stay away, there is only sympathy.

is a young girl who is as beautiful as a flower, but she suffers from such torture all day long, and she can't help but feel a little distressed for the person in front of her, which is not what she should bear.

Seeing that Gu Qingquan did not show a look of fear and disgust, Yan Yurao's heart relaxed a lot, she stiffened a wry smile, and there were still a few tears on her face and said weakly: "Aren't you afraid?"

Before Yan Yurao's words fell, she saw Gu Qingquan's slender hand rapidly enlarged in front of her eyes. I saw Gu Qingquan blocking Yan Yurao's left side of her face and looking at it carefully, and then said seriously: "It's obviously a cute and beautiful girl, she usually pretends to be so indifferent, is she tired?" This face, if I can't fix it, it will be a pity." ”

Listening in astonishment, Yan Yurao suddenly burst into tears, the inner line of defense burst instantly, and many years of grievances turned into tears.

Gu Qingquan quietly looked at Yan Yurao, who was brought by pear blossoms and rain, crying, crying is the beginning of healing.

After a while, Yan Yurao's cry seemed to be a little quieter, and she looked at Gu Qingquan with some embarrassment.

Gu Qingquan just smiled lightly, and stretched out his hand to help Yan Yurao wipe away the tears hanging on the left side of his face. Feeling the warmth from her cheeks, accompanied by a strange ****, Yan Yurao's nerves stiffened again. For more than ten years, no one has ever touched his cheek, let alone a man in front of him.

In the middle of the electricity, his heartbeat skipped a beat, and he stood there motionless uncomfortably, not knowing what to say. Suddenly, a few traces of clear water seeped into his cheeks along Gu Qingquan's fingertips.

Raising his eyes, his fingertips had already left his left side of his face, and he saw Gu Qingquan's face full of seriousness, and his right hand was quickly pinching the mark.

With the previous experience of helping Mu Keqing and Mu Linfeng expel poison, Gu Qingquan was familiar with the clear flow technique, and the soul power seeped into Yan Yurao's skin with the flow of water and entered her meridians.

Frowning, the meridians of Yan Yurao's whole body were wrapped in a layer of purple-black gas, especially on her left cheek, the purple-black gas had condensed into a liquid, firmly entrenched, devouring Yan Yurao's aura little by little.

No matter how profound a person is, he can't afford to resist such corrosion. How did this woman persevere?