The mother-in-law smiled and stared at the Nanxi people, smiling a little sarcastically, but did not speak.

Nan Xiren also smiled, but the smile on his face had gradually stiffened and condensed, and he felt that his mother-in-law was a little wrong, but he couldn't say what was wrong.

The sun became hotter, and the screams of the birds in the trees became more crazy and intense.

Sweat slowly slipped from his eyes, the green tendon on his forehead had been blackened, and even his tongue became sore due to lack of moisture, even so, the people of the Southern Past did not want to move, because if they moved, they would give birth to flaws, no matter how small the flaws, it was an opportunity to be killed, and no one knew the truth better than him, because this was the lesson he had learned from struggling on the brink of death, and this kind of lesson was far more useful and effective than most of the preaching.

The mother-in-law is different, she can't stand this torture, she just wipes her sweat.

At the moment when he wiped his sweat, he saw a sword light fly out and stab at her.

With a flash of sword light, she shouted, "You dare, little rabbit." ”

The direction of the sword light suddenly changed greatly, and it had already stabbed at Ye Guyun, who was already waiting.

He smiled coldly, his sword did not stab, because this opportunity was not good enough, he had to wait until the opponent's move was used up, and the new force could not be born, at this time the shot was the most correct, a successful move would never leave the opponent a trace of room for maneuver.

It is not an easy task to wait for such an opportunity, and those who learn this truth must go through many, large and small duels, because it is only from this that they can understand the truth in between.

His hand did not move, but the sword in his hand did, and the tip of the sword magically crept into the throat of the former man.

At this time, his eyes were also staring at the throat of the Nanxi people, this sword and Ye Guyun had experienced countless battles and battles, as if they had been integrated with the master's heart.

Ye Guyun is also the same as killing people usually, waiting for that kind of opportunity.

He is patient and more experienced.

But he was wrong, just as he was about to stab the sword, the Nanxi people suddenly changed, the sword light disappeared, the person had turned over and floated, his feet slipped, and he was already far away.

Ye Guyun's face changed drastically and he was taken aback.

He obviously didn't expect such a hand, but he did.

He said, "Chase." ”

The mother-in-law removed the delicate mask from her face, revealing the girl's white, fresh, and delicate cheeks, and a pair of dim eyes became sharper and brighter than the blade, and suddenly said, "Of course you have to chase him, even if you chase him to the ends of the earth, you will kill him." ”

As soon as her body swept up, she suddenly fell again, and a mouthful of blood spit out, but she was already limp and weak.

Ye Guyun gently helped him up, and said, "You are so badly injured, I can't let you take any more risks for me." ”

The girl gritted her teeth and said coldly, "None of the people I want to kill can escape, and of course he can't." ”

This is obviously a lack of poison, what about the mother-in-law?

Ye Guyun softly helped him into the house, and an old man was leaning on the pile of straw at the pot door, staring at them with a pair of eyes full of anger and resentment, and he didn't say a word.

She didn't have to say it, because those eyes had said enough! and they had said poison!

"I didn't think he recognized me. Poison Shao spoke very slowly, but the blood at the corner of his mouth flowed quickly.

"Yes. Ye Guyun sighed, his eyes were full of infinite guilt and sadness, "I can't let you take risks for me." ”

Poison Shao's eyes suddenly showed a look of pain, and she suddenly lowered her head, did not speak, but tears flowed, no matter who could see that she was very painful and sad.

Ye Guyun's heart was about to break, but he didn't know how to comfort him.

He held her hand gently, his gaze became more gentle, and he said, "There is no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed, and we ......." ”

He didn't say this, because he saw that the poison boy had raised his head to look at him.

Her expression was full of indescribable tenderness, pity, and love, and the kind of tenderness, pity, and love for her lover, and no man could remain calm in these eyes.

Ye Guyun couldn't either, his Adam's apple had rolled up and down, his open mouth had slowly closed, and he knew that his words must have pierced her heart like a sword.

The pain was so painful that she couldn't breathe and couldn't live.

Poison Shao's tears slid down, and her hands suddenly held Ye Guyun's hand, rubbing it back and forth on her cheeks, as if she was about to release the love of her life, "Are you leaving?"

Ye Guyun was silent, and nodded slowly after a long time.

"I don't blame you, because I brought it on myself. Poison Shao said lightly, "Don't blame yourself, I seduced you that day, I have been satisfied, and I am not disappointed." ”

She smiled softly and said, "Even after many years, I won't have any regrets, do you understand?"

Ye Guyun doesn't understand, he is a swordsman, and a swordsman will never understand the heart of a girl.

But he knew the grief and sorrow in her heart, which he could not face and could not hide.

"You should understand. The poison boy smiled again and said, "How did you feel when you first killed someone?"

Ye Guyun spat out, "Very excited, very exciting, very fast." ”

He didn't think about it, because it was a fact and a pleasure.

"Do you know why you feel that way?" the poison boy was still smiling, but he was laughing happily, happily, and contentedly.

"Because he satisfied me, it was a joy for me to meet him for the first time. As he said this, tears suddenly fell from his eyes.

But he is a man, and a man's tears should not be shed easily, but he can't control it, he can't control it, he can control the pain of the wound, and even the fear of the salty and bitter taste when the opponent's blood splashes on his cheeks and flows to the corners of his mouth, he can control almost everything, but he can't control the tears.

At this time, the poisonous young hands stretched out, waiting for the tears, drop by drop, to fall into her palms, she smiled again, smiled very proudly, and got her wish.

She said, "You understand now?"

Ye Guyun didn't speak, and suddenly nodded.

He did understand the truth in between, it was the first time, it was all excitement, excitement, pleasure, it was all the same.

Many things in the world are the same, a truth, as long as you taste it with your heart, you must find a lot of the kind of impact that you bring to yourself for the first time, how lovely and amiable it is.

"You get the idea, that day was probably the most exciting, exciting, and exciting day of my life. Poison Shao suddenly turned around, unwilling to show Ye Guyun the satisfied and tired look on her face, because she was still a girl, girls are always shy, and she was no exception, when she thought of the impact of that day, she couldn't help but feel dizzy, and then she was completely satisfied and tired.

She was still wrong.

Because that kind of contentment, tired look is what most men like to see, because when a man sees that kind of look, his self-esteem in his heart will become extremely high, and the joy and pride brought by that sense of conquest may not be what she can think of now.

Her body trembled slightly, and the flush on her cheeks became more intense, and she said softly, "Go away, and don't have any apologies in your heart." ”

Ye Guyun wanted to ask why, but a word came out of his mouth, "Hmm." ”

A simple word, who knows how much apology and guilt is contained in the bread!

"I know you can't do it, but I'm really grateful to you. The poison boy smiled again, but there was a mysterious sweetness in his smile.

Ye Guyun was silent, he gently stuck his sword on the ground, and hugged her softly with both hands, he didn't know what to say, he could only express his inner feelings like this now.

The sword is cold, bone-chilling and cold!

The body is soft, boneless and amorous!!

What about their hearts?

Ye Guyun hugged him softer, this feeling came too suddenly, too violently, even he couldn't control that emotion.

The flowers on the side of the road are so fresh and bright, and the brightness is unavoidable.

What do flowers live for, isn't it the beauty of that brilliant and brilliant moment? That kind of beauty is not the most touching moment when every flower is alive! It is also the meaning of its life!

As long as she has enjoyed splendid and brilliant enjoyment, she is satisfied, and her life has been deserved, and her life has not been in vain!

Ye Guyun's body fluttered like a lonely cloud, floating deep into the forest.

He believed that the people of Nanxi would never go too fast, because he was seriously injured, and the blood stains left behind were messy, some of them merged with the forest leaves, some of them dripped on the earth, and they were completely swallowed by the earth, and some of them dripped on the fresh flowers, which were dyed with blood, but they became more beautiful and charming, and the beauty was like a woman with heavy makeup, so charming and so seductive.

At the end of the forest is the street.

Ye Guyun stood on the street gasping, his body almost collapsed.

He didn't want to let go of this great opportunity, so he swept up and drifted into the middle of the street, followed the bloodstains, and came to a drugstore, where the plaque was old and quaint, but it was more authentic and professional.

The yellow door panel, the four big characters in the pitch black, the savior doctor.

The door was not closed, and when he stood at the door, he saw the Nanxi people, whose hands were resting on a neatly folded and clean cloth, and his expression was very dull and dazed.

A doctor wearing a cloth hat and sunken eyes was giving him a pulse.

The wrinkles at the corners of the doctor's eyes were already very deep, and when he called the pulse, it seemed to be deeper, and his brows were slightly locked, as if he was contemplating something, and he also stared out blankly.

Ye Guyun stood at the door gasping for breath, and only slowly walked in until his breathing gradually stabilized.

He stared at the Nanxi, and the Nanxi stared at him.

When Nan Xiren saw Ye Guyun, his face turned pale, but when the doctor blinked and hummed again, his face turned as pale as a dead man.

The doctor didn't laugh, he didn't seem to like it.

"How old are you?"

"One in forty. ”

"You're a swordsman?"

"Yes. ”

"You've killed too many people and you're sick. ”

"What disease?" the sweat on the forehead of the Nanxi people couldn't help but slide down.

"You're sick!"

The Nanxi people suddenly jumped up and shot outside like arrows, only to find themselves back again, and sit there again.

His hand was still calling for the Nanxi people, "Sick people must not leave here, even if you are Ye Guyun, you can't leave here." ”

Ye Guyun was secretly surprised, this person actually knew himself.

He vaguely guessed who this doctor was, he had excellent medical skills, and not everyone could afford to use the words "savior doctor", and there were not many such people in the rivers and lakes.

The Miracle Doctor is one of them.

The divine doctor stared at Ye Guyun, "You came to see a doctor, is there something uncomfortable?"

"I'm fine. Ye Guyun glanced at the people of Nanxi, and said, "Only people who have problems come to see you." ”

The Divine Doctor nodded, as if he understood a lot of things, and said, "You come in and tell me that you are sick." ”

This sentence was not said to Ye Guyun, but to the people of Nanxi.

"Yes. "But I'm fine." ”

He paused and added, "So I can't be cured by looking for you, so I should go." ”

"You can't go. Then the doctor said, "You are fine now, but I am wrong." ”

"What's wrong with you?" Nanxiren sweated more on his cheeks, gritted his teeth fiercely, and continued, "If you have a problem, you can find other people to see, don't look for me." ”

"I can't find anyone else. ”

"Why can't you find someone else?" said Nanxi, although he spoke, he already felt that the arm was paralyzed, and it was no longer possible.

The Divine Doctor didn't look at him, staring blankly at the sunlit street outside.

He said, "Because today is the seventeenth day of July." ”

Ye Guyun didn't understand, what did July 17 mean? What he didn't understand, the people of the old days wouldn't understand.

The people of Nanxi did not understand but were in a hurry, and he said, "What does the seventeenth of July mean?"

The divine doctor said lightly, "Because this day is an order." ”

He seemed to know that others didn't know what it meant, so he explained, "Every time I save people, I must kill people every time, this is my fault." ”

Nan Xiren nodded, his face was as dead as ashes, but he said, "You are very sick?"

"Yes. The miracle doctor smiled, and smiled very strangely, "This problem has been with me for many years, so everyone in the neighborhood knows my problem, and will never look for me when there is an order, except for you." ”

"There's nothing wrong with me, and you don't want me to be wrong. ”

"If you come here, you mean there's something wrong. The doctor continued, "You won't come to me on the day of the order if you have no problem." ”

The Nan Xiren gasped and said, "I'm fine. ”

He spoke as if he was about to cry.

But the miracle doctor said, "You have a problem, and it is very serious, I must cure you." ”

"What are you going to do?"

The miracle doctor smiled faintly, and said, "You must pay attention to the treatment, I pay attention to a lot, so you have to endure it." ”

"Why should I put up with it?"

The miracle doctor stopped talking, and the words seemed to stab him deeply.

He didn't do anything else, he was still in the trumpet pulse, quietly trumpeting the pulse, and even his expression didn't change, and the bitter water at the corner of Nanxi's mouth had been spit out.

Nanxiren gasped, and he felt the cold sweat completely soak through his clothes.

The hot air of the teapot on the low table was slowly wafting, Ye Guyun didn't know if it was medicinal fragrance or tea fragrance, he picked it up and poured it into his mouth.

After drinking, he sat on the low table and stared coldly at the Nanxi people, and also stared at the throats of the Nanxi people.