Chapter Seventy-Nine: There Was a Man with a Sword

When Qiumei opened her eyes, she saw Bai Yunhuan with red eyes.

It's like a child is going to cry.

After all, just teenagers.

Men should have tears, too.

When I was a child, Xiaobai's grandfather told Xiaobai that a six-foot man stood between heaven and earth, crying when he wanted to cry, not hypocritical, and if he could stand up after crying, it would not matter.

Saying anything about tears and not flicking is. Is it as ruthless and tearless as a plank all day long, then call it a man?

You must know that the old man has lived all his life, and the ghosts who died in his fists were not ten thousand, but thousands, and the iron-clad old man also wiped tears on the day Xiaobai and his granddaughter were born.

Bai Yunhuan also knew that what his grandfather said was to be affectionate and righteous, to be a flesh-and-blood person, not that he was happy to see himself crying all day long.

In Bai Yunhuan's life, there are not many times when he has red eyes and tears.

When Daddy and Grandpa left, it was once.

When Sister Xiaoman and the others left, it was once.

When the silly girl Huanhuan left, it was once.

This time, it's also counted once.

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Seeing the corners of Qiu Mei's mouth twitching, Bai Yunhuan slowly put her head to Qiu Mei's mouth, listening to Qiu Mei's words that were so light that she almost couldn't hear clearly.

Qiu Mei, who is already like this, still doesn't think about herself when she says it at this time.

Qiu Mei said.

"Childe, don't cry. ”

As she spoke, Qiu Mei wanted to raise her hand, wanting to touch Bai Yunhuan's face covered by white hair.

But Qiu Mei's hand couldn't be lifted anymore.

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Under the city, Chu Buwei and Li Junyu have fought no less than 400 moves, and all of them have won or lost.

Bai Yunhuan just quietly hugged Qiumei.

After hearing Qiu Mei's words not to cry, Bai Yunhuan knew that Qiu Mei's breath was barely saved.

Bai Yunhuan gently touched Qiumei's hair, squeezed out a smile that didn't look like a smile no matter how she looked, and said softly:

"Lan Gui, she's fine. ”

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"I'm here to pick you up. ”

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Under the city, Bai Yunhuan used the white cloth prepared in advance to fix Lan Gui, who was slightly injured, on his back, and then slowly picked up Qiu Mei, who was covered in bruises.

As for suffering, Bai Yunhuan's original words were.

"If others don't come out, don't come out. ”

It's always a good thing to keep an eye on it, the three of them didn't know how many people the Li family used in this place, if the three of them came out together in this situation, there would really be no room for redemption at that time.

And if the suffering appears, Li Junyu may not fight this fight directly, if Li Junyu wants to drag the three of them with an iron heart, with his strength to control the qi, it is really not difficult.

Under the city gate, Li Junyu, who was blocked by Chu Buwei, looked at Bai Yunhuan's departing back, his face was anxious, and he roared:

"Bai Yunhuan!"

"Do you really think you can just leave?!"

Bai Yunhuan didn't look back, and asked rhetorically:

"I'm leaving now, can you stop me?"

As soon as he took a few steps, Li Junyu, who was stopped by Chu Buwei, shouted unwillingly:

"Bai Yunhuan!"

"You just run!"

"It's just that you have to remember that no matter where you flee to, you will never be able to escape from the Li family!"

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This time, Bai Yunhuan didn't look back.

It's just that there is one thing that Li Junyu didn't say right.

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Bai Yunhuan didn't plan to escape at all.

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Night.

Forty miles away from Fusang City.

In a cave.

There were four people sitting around the fire.

The fire in winter is always warm. In the pale yellow and reddish flames, from time to time, coals burst open, splashing sparks and making a crackling sound.

The little girl Yin Er also woke up this time, although she didn't particularly understand how she got here, but as long as she saw that Bai Yunhuan and Chu Buwei were still there, she wouldn't think about these questions.

For her, Bai Yunhuan and suffering are there, and they are better than everything.

It's just that this night I was wronged by this little sleepy worm, Lan Gui and Qiu Mei's injuries were more serious than Bai Yunhuan's injuries, not light, such serious injuries, they couldn't sleep on the cold ground in the cave to recuperate, and occupy the little girl's small quilt, of course.

The little girl leaned her head on Bai Yunhuan's arm, nodded her head constantly, and wanted to laugh when she saw the suffering.

Qiu Mei's injuries were even more serious, Qiu Mei, who was beaten by Li Loutai and broke her head and bled out, was bleeding too much, and then she was dragged by Li Chen in the city with a horse for half of the city, no one could figure out how Qiu Mei survived.

I'm afraid she doesn't know it, but in her own heart, there is still a trace of thought.

Bai Yunhuan, who has been practicing boxing with his grandfather since he was a child, is not proficient in the use of medicine for injuries, but at least he is proficient. Since childhood, I have followed the little master to collect medicine all over the mountains, and I am also familiar with the matter of medicinal herbs.

The two cooperated tacitly, picked and ground medicines, applied medicines and bandaged them, and quickly dealt with the injuries on Qiumei and Lan Gui.

Chu Buwei, who had walked no less than four hundred moves with Li Junyu, had not been damaged at all, Bai Yunhuan knew that if Chu Buwei had the intention to kill Li Junyu, he would have ten moves at most.

In a cave.

The warm light of the fire flickered on the peaceful faces of the four people, and apart from the sound of bursting coals, only the sound of rain could be heard.

The night is peaceful.

It seems that what happened in Fuso City has just passed.

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In the middle of the night, when it is ugly.

In the cold days of the tenth month of the lunar calendar, the most important thing is the ghost weather that is so cold that it makes people shiver.

Bai Yunhuan, who was keeping vigil, gently stirred the charcoal in the fire to make the fire burn more vigorously.

checked Qiu Mei and Lan Gui's injuries, and carefully pulled up the blanket that was still on Yin Er's body.

Bai Yunhuan got up and walked towards the door of the cave.

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Bai Yunhuan remembered.

At the beginning of Fusang City, there were no less than twenty people who wanted to kill him and had ill intentions towards Yin Er.

After entering Fusang City, Li Chen, the head of the Li family, threatened himself and the Li family to make a deal with which there was no room for counter-offer.

After entering the Li Mansion, his group of four people was placed under house arrest by the Li family, and suffering was used as a pawn of the Li family.

On the second day after entering the Li Mansion, Zhang Kubao of the Zhang family, without injustice or hatred, was about to kill the suffering when he entered the Li Mansion, and almost killed himself.

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Qiumei accompanied her all the way, happy and sad, she would only laugh silly.

Qiumei, who has always been simple, is willing to die in order to send herself out of the city.

When seeing the wounds on Qiu Mei's head and body, it was impossible for Bai Yunhuan, who had been practicing boxing since childhood, not to know how Qiu Mei's injury came about.

Seeing Qiu Mei and Lan Gui hanging from the city covered in blood, Bai Yunhuan had already made this decision at that time.

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Qiu Mei exhaled and breathed, steady and slow, with a faint smile on her beautiful face, Lan Gui slept peacefully, and Yin Er pouted while sleeping.

Bai Yun happily went to see the sleeping appearance of the two old men.

Walk to the mouth of the cave.

Outside the cave.

The wind has not stopped, and the rain has not stopped.

Turning his head and glancing at the few people sleeping beside the fire, Bai Yunhuan turned around and gently lifted the ordinary iron sword standing at the mouth of the cave.

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The swordsman does not come out of the sword?

That's quite a swordsman!

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Fusang City Gate, ten miles.

There was a white-haired boy armed with an iron sword.

One person, one city.

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