When Hui Dong woke up and lay on a comfortable big bed, he wanted to get up, only to feel pain all over his body, and had no choice but to continue lying down. In the next moment, Hui Dong's eyes opened and he looked around. I am dying, someone saved me, who is this person?

Hui Dong tried to remember, and finally, he remembered the cowhide-colored short sword, the short sword, which belonged to the blue-clothed cloaked man who had been chasing him at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion. Hui Dong still wanted to grope for it, but the clothes on his body had been taken off, and his feet moved, and his left foot hurt badly.

"Don't toss around, the wound will be stitched up, settle down. ”

The cold voice came, and Hui Dong followed the sound, and sure enough, it was the man in the blue cloak.

"Why save me?"

Leng Buyu was wiping his sword there, and when he heard Hui Dong's inquiry, he stopped moving. He lightly placed the white sword candle in his hand on the table, turned around, looked at Hui Dong, felt interesting, and asked, "Isn't it, it's best to watch you die?"

"Who are you?"

The corners of Leng Buyu's mouth were slightly hooked, a little evil, and he asked with a smile: "Boy, who do you think I will be?"

Hui Dong carefully looked at Leng Bu for a while, this man's face was like a carving knife, and the skin and flesh seemed to be attached to the bones, with sharp edges and corners. The palm of his hand is not large, and even a little smaller by the head. The ten fingers are slightly thick, full of fine calluses, and if he sees the palm of his hand, he may also see a thick cocoon.

Hui Dong looked at his eyes again, and said coldly, these eyes were indeed black and brown, but it was strange that if they kept looking at each other, how could they always feel that they could see so little bit of light blue.

Judging from his appearance alone, Hui Dong naturally didn't know who the blue-clothed man in the cloak who saved him was, but this person had a characteristic that no one could imitate, he had five swords, two long swords, and three short swords. Maybe there are people in this world who will carry five swords with two long and three short, but each sword is peerless, and I am afraid that there is only one person.

Hui Dong confirmed the answer and said, "The coldness of the Dusk Han Building. ”

The other party was not surprised that he was silent, laughed and got up. He walked to the side of the bed and directly lifted Hui Dong's quilt, Hui Dong wanted to stop it, but it didn't hinder him from being a waste man now. Leng Buyu checked Hui Dong's injury, and after making sure that it was not painful, he was a little relieved.

"Boy, you are a person from the west, and you still serve Zhongxihou, what are you doing from the west to this cold city in the northeast?"

Hui Dong frowned slightly, there was no cowardice in his eyes, and he asked rhetorically: "The Dusk Cold Tower is not close to this Cold Crisp City, right?

When I heard it coldly, I thought this little doll was interesting, and if she was more lively, it would really be similar to delirium. Thinking of the delusion, Leng Bu couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart, and he didn't know whether this kid was dead or alive, and his injuries were better.

He didn't see this contemporary sword saint angry and angry like this, but Hui Dong was a little flustered in his heart, not knowing what this person wanted from him.

Before he had time to think about this, Hui Dong's eyes lit up, and he suddenly thought of something important, looked nervous, and asked, "Where is my cat?"

Hearing that the thin boy suddenly asked about the little white milk cat, he couldn't help but sigh slightly. Seeing Leng Buyu's expression, Hui Dong's brows couldn't help frowning, his heart chuckled, and his mood couldn't help but be a little heavier.

"Where is the body?"

Leng Buyu was a little puzzled, and wondered: "Corpse?"

"Not to mention cats, people are equally injured and destined to die ······"

Hui Dong was still talking there, but walked away without saying a word, and after a while he came over with a large wooden plate. A layer of pillowcases was laid on the large wooden plate, and on top of the pillowcase, a small white milk cat fell asleep. The little milk cat, which should be pure white and colorless, is a little dirty, the hair on its body is dyed red in many places, its left paw is wrapped in a white bandage, and its small body is also tightly wrapped with a base white bandage.

Maybe it's because the pain is still there, even if it's asleep, the little white milk cat still twitches from time to time, and the little brow can't help frowning.

Leng Bu moved slowly and pinched the back of the white little milk cat's neck, and put it next to Hui Dong's pillow, Hui Dong looked at the white little milk cat, his eyes were finally clear, revealing the look that a child should have. Grave

"I don't understand, people don't necessarily live, why do you kid have to fight so hard to save a little wild cat?

Hui Dong stared at the little white milk cat with gentle eyes, looked at the wound that had been treated, and sighed in his heart, it should be very painful, right?

Hui Dong looked at Leng Bu again, his mouth opened and closed, and he didn't make a sound. After hesitating for a long time, he finally spit out a few words: "Thank you." ”

Leng Buyu listened, laughed, and then said: "Look at you kid, dirty, and your clothes are tattered." But take a closer look, such good boots, the average rich and noble family is reluctant to buy them for their children, think about it, Zhongxi Hou treats you well. ”

Hearing Hou Ye's name, Hui Dong's heart warmed, but then his eyes were full of vigilance. Leng Buyu saw Hui Dong's eyes, laughed, and continued: "I asked you a word or two, how do you know that your vigilance is not bad." Since I saved you, how about this favor in exchange for a few answers?"

Hui Dong's mouth was tightly closed and he didn't speak.

Leng Bu leaned forward, grabbed the back of the white kitten's neck again, and held the white kitten in his arms. Maybe it was picked up for a while, and sad for a while, and the little white milk cat was tossed and woke up. The instinct that has been unfairly treated by fate since birth and exercised in order to survive drove the little white milk cat to start fluttering.

Not to mention that it is only a small milk cat that is only two months old, even if it is only a two-year-old adult cat, it is now like this, and it can't toss any tricks, not to mention that it is still in the arms of Leng Buyu. The cold hand gently stroked the hair of the little white milk cat, and the little white milk cat also seemed to feel that the human being holding him had no malice, and he was a little relieved.

Seeing the little white milk cat in Leng Bu's arms, Hui Dong's breathing began to stagnate, staring at Leng Bu silently.

Leng Bu smiled but then said: "If you want to pry out the secret of the city that never sleeps from your mouth, I have a lot of means in the Hall of Good Deeds, I'm afraid, you kid won't survive the third round." ”

Hui Dong was still full of hostility and vigilance staring at Leng Bu Si, or should I say, at the little white milk cat in Leng Bu Si 's arms. His upper teeth were biting his lower lip, the tooth marks were clear, and if he used a little force, he was afraid that he would bite through the flesh and blood.

In the end, Hui Dong still couldn't keep his heart, took a deep breath, and spit out two words: "You ask." ”

If you are someone else, I am afraid that you will think that Hui Dong has surrendered at this moment, but you are like a fish, you can toss as much as you want, and it is easy to ask what is related to the city that never sleeps in the West. But he was silent, after all, he was in charge of the good deeds, and he had pried open too many iron mouths and melted too many steel and iron bones.

In a situation like Huidong's, it's the hardest thing to ask about.

A rare smile appeared on Leng Bu's face, and he asked, "You came to this cold city, but Zhongxi Hou asked you to come?"

Hui Dong shook his head and didn't speak.

Leng Bu looked into his eyes, still full of hostility and vigilance, and there was no hint of lie in it. Leng Buyu nodded, and continued to ask: "So, why did you come to this cold city?"

Hui Dong blinked, and somehow, his cheeks suddenly began to redden, even hot. Seeing Hui Dong like this, Leng Buyu was slightly stunned, and the second monk was also confused.

Hui Dong opened his mouth and said vaguely: "Because, because, a woman." ”

"A woman?" Leng Buyu mistakenly thought that he had misheard, but when he saw Hui Dong's increasingly shy eyes and his red black face, Leng Buyu laughed out loud, and then said, "The hero is sad to pass the beauty pass, but how old are you kid, fourteen or fifteen?"

Hui Dong kept taking deep breaths, trying to calm down this shy emotion, but no matter how much he controlled it, he couldn't calm it down.

"Oh, then, what kind of woman is that?"

Hui Dong thought of the woman he had seen in the city that never sleeped, dressed in silver armor, a broken red scarf, and carrying a tiger-headed silver knife without a scabbard. Her face should be delicate and beautiful like a fairy, but this woman really doesn't like red makeup and loves arms, and she gives up her beauty and has more heroism that she doesn't let her eyebrows go.

Hui Dong really couldn't find the words to describe this woman, and her eyes blinked when her eyes became extremely clear, and finally smiled and said slowly: "She is a very beautiful woman." ”