It's night, dripping into ice, and breathing into frost. Yan Mubai was lying on the narrow bed tossing and turning and couldn't sleep peacefully, his heart moved, as if there was a lamp, constantly being played, his heart was getting more and more angry, and his sleepiness was getting weaker and weaker. People's thoughts always become very clear at night, and even the troubles and sorrows that are temporarily forgotten during the day are infinitely ripped at this time.

He felt a little sad in his heart, "Phantom doesn't know if I've slept at the moment, she has been thinking about me recently." The thoughts in his heart multiplied endlessly, and gradually it seemed to become a thick layer of frost, and the frost and snow would be thicker when he moved, and he was a little out of breath when he was gradually pressed. His head hurt so badly that he got up and sat up.

When he was alone, he always paid special attention to the dark night, he didn't dare to hold the lamp, for fear that the devil in his heart would appear in front of him coldly through the flickering candle flame, "Master is gone, I can't even remember what my father and mother look like, who the enemy is now, I am confused, I don't know how long I can live, if I die on the road one day, I am afraid that even the corpse will not be buried." The more he thought about it, the more sad he became, and he unconsciously left two lines of tears in the darkness.

After a while, the boredom in my heart still did not subside, so I got up and opened the door to breathe. At this moment, the sky is quiet, only to see the snowflakes falling lonely, silently, and a trace of falling in the lonely courtyard, under his feet. The north wind whistled and swept against him with a biting cold. After a while, the ground was covered with a thin layer of snow like a light veil.

Suddenly, there was a shadow in the courtyard, and it seemed to be a woman, dressed in black clothes, sneaking towards the patio on the east side. Yan Mubai was shocked, and before he could think about it, he stepped forward and followed.

There is a circular stone pond under the patio, and the water overflows out, as if it is stained with blood. Through the whiteness of the silver snow, I could faintly see what the woman seemed to be holding in her hands. When he got closer, he saw that the woman was holding a dagger in her hand. I saw her tilting her head and staring at the pool for a long time, and suddenly she made a strange move, rolled up her sleeves, and cut her left arm heavily with the dagger she opened....

Tick-tock, blood dripping down, gently tapping against the stone slab by the pool, in the thick ink of the sky. Then she spread her elbow, straightened her left arm, and walked towards the center of the ring, seeing that the dripping blood was about to fall into the pool.

cough~ cough, suddenly an old man walked in the biting cold wind, his steps were very uneven, his arms were swinging one after the other, and his body was slightly tilted, as if he was about to fall.

The woman seemed to let out a whining cry from her mouth, and her legs went limp, and she took two steps back.

When the old man approached, Yan Mubai finally saw clearly, it was a mountain. He held a thick stick in both hands, half a human height, as thick as his wrist, and his right hand was against it, like Yu Taijun's dragon head cane, and he used it heavily on the ground. Suddenly, his feet staggered, and the thick stick slammed heavily on the ground, and he almost fell, but the woman's figure flickered, and quickly stepped forward a few steps to support him. There was a "thud" and the thick stick fell heavily to the ground.

As if angry, Yishan pushed the woman's hands down with force, and said in her throat: "Why don't you leave, what's the use of staying here." I'm like this now, even if you stay a few more days, what will you gain but to suffer with me?" Although the words were cold and stern, they were full of affection.

Suddenly, when he saw the wound on her arm, he seemed to be startled, and looked at her timidly: "You, are you Biluo?"

The woman removed the black scarf from her face, revealing her entire face.

"Isn't this the girl who delivers pastries in the courtyard during the day?" Yan Mubai was slightly surprised.

The woman walked a few steps forward gracefully, threw the black scarf in her hand into the pool, as if inadvertently, the corners of her mouth curled evilly, and replied with a smile: "Otherwise, who should you be?

"What do you want to do here?" Ichiyamaguchi muttered, obviously very anxious when he heard this tone, but as if he lacked strength, he could not even speak in a loud voice, and his mouth could only be half open.

The woman turned around suddenly, bowed slightly to Yishan, and said playfully: "Naturally, I want to see how many days you have left!" Her eyes were like hungry eagles, and her body exuded a terrifying murderous aura like a knife cutting and sword cutting.

Yan Mubai remembered that she was such a weak woman in the courtyard during the day, and she was like two people in front of her, but the two did have the same face. Yishan's eyes were cold, and he took a deep breath, and said: "You see it, I'm dying, you are satisfied now, please leave as soon as possible, and please also remember that you are siblings, you can take Liluo with you." ”

"It's really affectionate, but what if I don't want to take her away? You poisoned her that day, and you tasted this decaying disease alone, isn't it bitter? Wouldn't it be better if you let her accompany you. ”

Yishan was short of breath, as if he was irritated by her words, and just wanted to refute two sentences, when suddenly a cool breeze poured down, and he coughed heavily...

"You... No, if she's... Dead, you're too... Can't live. ”

The woman's eyes were empty for a moment, but for a moment, they suddenly lit up.

"Maybe I want to die too? Living in this place where people eat people, twenty years, I've had enough, anyway, now my great revenge has been avenged, and everyone who owes me has been killed by me, and there is no difference between life and death. I want to see if you two can go to Huangquan together if you are so affectionate. As she spoke, she smiled awe-inspiringly, not like a woman, but like a demon who escaped from the endless hell.

Yan Mubai was a little stunned for a while, and after a while, Yishan seemed to finally calm down and said: "You have your hands covered with the blood of your relatives, so naturally you don't want to live anymore, but my Liluo's life has just begun, and I will never allow you to destroy her." ”

The woman called Biluo laughed loudly and said, "My hands are covered with blood, what is the difference between my hands and hers, I am her!" This voice was both sharp and mean, and when I heard it, my heart was sore, like a fingernail cutting through an iron plate. After the itching, there is a sudden cold, and the cold hairs on the whole body stand up.

At this moment, Jiang Yuchun rushed over when he heard the sound, with a pair of eyebrows and angry eyes, and said through gritted teeth: "You brute, why don't you leave, what do you want to do?"

Bi Luo said: "Doctor Jiang, I'll see if your blood Gu is almost finished." As he spoke, he raised his bloodied arm and slowly walked towards the pool of blood.

Jiang Yuchun was anxious and shouted, "You brute, quickly remove your dirty blood." After this shout, I felt a flash in front of my eyes, and the old man jumped up and jumped towards her, his figure was very fast, but at this time he was far away from her, although he sent out two palms in the middle, but after all, he could not stop it at all.

Yishan was closer to her, he suddenly jumped up, reached out to grab her right shoulder, and Biluo turned around and walked around.

At this time, Jiang Yuchun had already crossed to her side, and with his palms, he split out on the top of her head, and Yishan exclaimed: "Doctor Jiang." As he spoke, he gritted his teeth and jumped up again, blocking straight in front of Biluo.

Bi Luo squinted his eyes, and the corners of his mouth suddenly rose with a burning smile like charcoal, like a hideous demonic beast, his left palm was raised, and he waved out, seeing that this palm was about to slap the right shoulder of the mountain. Yishan has already used all his strength to leap this mountain, and if he palms it again, he will be killed on the spot.

Jiang Yuchun hurriedly said: "Le Hou." Suddenly, Biluo's figure flickered, and the palm that was split actually stopped only a few inches away from a mountain. At the moment when she froze, Yan Mubai slowly walked out from behind.

Bi Luo's eyes were furious, a fierce light flashed, and he said viciously: "Who is it? ”

Jiang Yuchun hurriedly walked to Yishan, put his four fingers together to catch his pulse, and said in an unhappy tone: "Are you dying?"

Yishan sighed heavily, shook his head and said, "Doctor Jiang let her go." ”

"Yes, you stubborn old creature should listen to him and let me go, if something happens to me, do you think he can stay here obediently and be healed by you?" The old man was very upset when he heard this, and stepped forward, and put his index finger on her shoulder, only to hear a thud, and Biluo fainted to the ground.

Yishan called out with difficulty: "Doctor Jiang, she?"

"Don't worry, she's fine, and when she wakes up, she may be back to normal. ”

"Should I call you a senior, or?" Yan Mubai already understood a little in his heart, but he was not very sure.

"He's about your age. Jiang Yuchun suddenly threw out such a sentence, and in an instant, the remaining three people present were all silent.

"Mr. Jiang, is he poisoned?"

"Yes, there are only a few days left to live!" he sighed heavily. This is the first time since he came to Meiwu that he saw this old man not angry, but only regretful, serious and sad.

Yishan said: "Doctor Jiang, can the treatment you mentioned last time still be used on me at this moment?" At this moment, he was like a branch in the wind, swaying and swaying, and even his voice became more and more difficult to pronounce.

"Don't you want to spend more time with her. ”

"No need! even if I spend more time with her, her illness may not be cured, rather than me dying like this, it is better to accompany her for three or five days, I can always leave some good memories for her, maybe it will be better for her. ”

"Just think about it. ”

Jiang Yuchun turned his head to Yan Mubai and said, "Short-lived boy, you can carry the two of them to the house." ”

When the four of them returned to the house, Jiang Yuchun took out a pill from his waist and handed it to Yishan, saying, "You eat it first, it can make your pain a little less, I'll go and prepare it." With that, he turned around and walked out.

Yishan stared at the pill in his hand for a long time, and suddenly a shallow wry smile rose on his mouth, as if it was not a good medicine but a poison in front of him. He looked up at the woman lying on the soft couch at the moment, his brow furrowed, as if he had made a great determination, and finally raised his hand to bring it to his mouth.

After taking it, he looked at Yan Mubai and said enviously: "It's good to be young! When I was like this, I should have practiced martial arts well, and I learned a skill, how good it should be, so that I could protect my beloved. ”

Yan Mubai couldn't help it after all, and asked: "She is your lover, is she Biluo or Liluo?"

Ichiyama smiled, his deep-set cheeks wrinkled and chapped like winter bark, and his smile was full of bitterness and helplessness.