Weakwater picked up her sword and stood up. The purple-gold robe that had draped over her body suddenly fell off and covered a piece of rubble. The good material of the purple and gold robe looked out of place in the cold cave.

The weak water long sword was in his hand, and the cold sword light approached Mu Qiannian's heart little by little in the faint firelight.

Until the blade of the sword touched Mu Qiannian's heart, Mu Qiannian was still unaware. There was a smile on his lips, as if all the dreams were good.

As long as the blade of the sword goes a little further, it can pierce Mu Qiannian's heart, and it can make Mu Xingyu regret, heartache, anger, and despair......

But the weak water can't do it, obviously he hates it so much in his heart, hates Xingyu, and hates everything about him. She obviously hated him so much that she wanted to ruin him and ruin everything for him, but at this time she seemed to be unable to do anything.

Do it, what are you hesitating about? Have you forgotten how Mu Xingyu treated you before? Have you forgotten that he personally pushed you off the Bone Cliff?

Have you forgotten that Princess Wushuang is dead, and Rong Yunshu is also dead?

Have you forgotten that you are weak water now, the weak water who is bent on revenge?

But the person in front of him, he is not Mu Xingyu.

But does it matter? Isn't he the younger brother Mu Xingyu wants to protect? Killing him will make him more painful than killing Mu Xingyu, isn't it?

Have you relented? Have you forgotten that Mu Xingyu deceived your feelings in order to save his fiancée with the fire beads, and caused you to be infamous on your back, and finally wanted you to die?

Don't you want Mu Xingyu to experience the pain he brought you?

Why not get your hands on it?!!

No, he can't kill him yet, he hasn't found out Mu Xingyu's whereabouts yet, and his younger brother is still useful.

Yes, his younger brother is still useful.

After fighting for a long time, the weak water celestial people finally found a reason for herself not to kill Mu Qiannian.

With a "bang", the long sword slipped from the trembling hand of the weak water and fell to the ground. She crouched on the ground, staring at the burning fire, her eyes glazed.

Mu Qiannian didn't know that he almost died just now, and he didn't know that there was a sword in his heart for a long time. It wasn't until the sound of the sword landing that he woke up from his sleep.

"What's wrong?

"Oh, it must be cold, the fire is running out, I'll add some more firewood. ”

As soon as Mu Qiannian woke up, he didn't care why he heard the sound of the sword falling to the ground in his sleep just now, but saw the weak water sitting motionless by the fire at a glance.

Wood was added, and the fire was burning again. The dim cave was lit up a lot, and a lot of chill was dispelled.

Mu Qiannian picked up the purple gold robe that had fallen aside, shook the dust on it, and put it on for the weak water again. Then he also sat around the fire, looked at the expressionless weak water, and asked tentatively, "Is there anything wrong with you?"

However, he didn't get any reply from Weak Water, and even Weak Water didn't even change his expression. Mu Qiannian's mind flowed, and he felt that he was really nonsense, the weak water injury had not healed, his face was pale, and it was strange that he was comfortable.

Presumably, he went to get the medicine for the external injury, and the kettle in which he dissolved the internal injury pill. He handed the kettle to the weak water and said with a sneer: "This is a good medicine for internal injuries, you can drink a little." It smells bad, but it's good for your injuries. ”

After speaking, he directly stuffed the kettle into the hand of the weak water, the weak water didn't know what he was thinking, his eyes were unfocused, but his hand had already taken the kettle mechanically.

Seeing this, Mu Qiannian opened the white porcelain bottle containing the trauma medicine again, and applied the wound on his leg again for the weak water. From the moment he woke up just now, Weak Water had remained motionless and had not said a word.

Mu Qiannian sat next to the weak water, and after looking at her silently for a while, he said as if talking to himself: "I know you must have something on your mind, and it doesn't matter if you don't want to say it, I won't bother you, but you must take care of your injuries." ”

After Mu Qiannian finished speaking, he returned to the position he was leaning on just now. Looking at the lonely back of the weak water reflected in the firelight, he suddenly felt that the weak water was both stubborn and fragile. There seemed to be a heavy sorrow on her body, and she couldn't get rid of it.

This kind of sorrow is something he has never experienced, as the second young master of Wanbao Pavilion, he has never known what sorrow is. If you really want to say that there is, it's just worrying about how to sneak out to play so as not to be caught by your brother.

After thinking about it, Mu Qiannian, who had been tired for a day, fell asleep unconsciously. Someone like him who doesn't know what to worry about, insomnia?

He didn't know how long he had been sitting in front of the fire after he had fallen asleep.

In short, when the sky first turned gray and cyan on the second day, Mu Qiannian had already gotten up. When I woke up, I found that the fire had burned out, and the weak water was leaning aside, and I had not yet woken up. But judging from her face, her injuries have healed a lot.

Mu Qiannian was afraid of waking up the weak water, so he carefully took the kettle and walked out of the cave. There was some dry food in the baggage, but I had to go out and get some water. I remember when I was looking for the cave last night, there was a small stream nearby.

Mu Qiannian walked out of the cave, pulled the horse and went in the direction of the stream.

The quiet morning air is slightly humid, and the crisp birdsong is accompanied by the fragrance of plants and trees, which is particularly comfortable.

Before I could see the stream, I heard the sound of the murmuring water, and the nature of nature was not inferior to the music played by any precious musical instrument.

When he came to the stream, Mu Qiannian put the horse downstream to drink. After washing his face with the cold mountain stream water upstream, he poured the remaining potion from the weak water in the kettle into the stream water, and then cleaned the kettle.

A strong medicinal potion flowed in front of the horse when he drank the water, Xu is horse just drank the medicinal water, looked at Mu Qiannian's direction and snorted, as if complaining.

Seeing this, Mu Qiannian laughed loudly. After filling the water, he touched the horse's head a few times to show comfort, then hung the kettle on the saddle and went to pick dates from the jujube tree next to him.

Weak water had been sitting in front of the fire until almost dawn last night, and he fell asleep in a daze, due to excessive loss of internal force, and a lot of blood was shed from his leg injury. And she was restless last night, and she didn't know when Mu Qiannian left after she fell asleep.

She only knew that she didn't see Mu Qiannian at the first glance when she woke up, and the first thought in her heart was: If you didn't kill him last night, you actually told him to run away, you really shouldn't hesitate.

But then, she found that only one kettle was missing from the cave, her own sword was still there, Mu Qiannian's unsheathed sword was also there, and even his baggage was still there.

Mu Qiannian's burden didn't even cover up, it was just wide open, and some broken silver, a few ingots of silver and two gold bars were thrown away so brightly, and there were a few white porcelain bottles and a few dry food next to it.

Weak Water used to be the peerless princess of the Tianji Kingdom, and she had never seen anything valuable, and she disdained this little silver and gold bars. Rao used to be pampered, and the wandering in the rivers and lakes in the past few years also made her know that money should not be exposed.

But this Mu Qiannian is good, he doesn't inquire about other people's bottom lines when he saves people, he talks about a casual set of words, and he can't wait to shake out his family, and he doesn't even know that someone is holding a sword against his heart in his sleep.

Even if he had no grievances with him, but with such a large amount of money lost, he never thought that others might see the wealth? He himself is not bad, but he is a rich boy who is estimated to be unable to beat even a little thief.

That's it, I didn't even carry a sword when I went out to swing, and if I was in danger, I couldn't even bluff.

Mu Xingyu, the one who counts the hearts of the people and does whatever it takes, can you have such an innocent and ugly brother who doesn't know the ugliness of people's hearts?