A vulture with black and brown feathers had landed on the grass hut at some point, its eyes rolling slightly, as if looking at Zhou Jinyu.

Could it be that these three thatched huts are also the nests of this vulture? Then the woman in pink must be the owner of this vulture.

Zhou Jinyu was also looking at this vulture, could it be that this vulture was deliberately luring herself up?

How does it know that it has learned footwork on the boulder and that it has achieved excellent light skills?

Moreover, Lin Lei'er and Lan Yaqiu seemed to have known that they would definitely come back.

Looking at Lan Yaqiu and Lin Lei'er looking at the injured woman in pink on the bed with anxious and concerned expressions, they didn't look like enemies.

There is only one explanation, the woman in pink probably already knew that the boulder in the lake under the mountain stream was engraved with that exquisite swordsmanship, and she pushed Zhou Jinyu down with one palm to let Zhou Jinyu learn that set of swordsmanship.

Zhou Jinyu had already understood all this, but he didn't know who this woman in pink was, and why did she help him so much?

He didn't ask, because the woman in pink at this time had a weak breath and her life was on the line.

The sharp murderous aura in Zhou Jinyu's eyes had long since disappeared, and his eyes had regained softness, quietly staring at Lin Lei'er and Lan Yaqiu, who were busy saving people.

Seeing that they were well, Zhou Jinyu's heart became calmer and calmer, and her eyes became softer and softer.

When dealing with relatives and friends, his gaze is always soft, always giving people a sense of intimacy.

At this moment, absolutely no one can see that Zhou Jinyu is actually a peerless master.

He looked no different from an ordinary country woodcutter.

Lin Lei'er's Gu poison can save people or kill people.

The woman in pink lay on the bed, her breathing gradually steady.

Zhou Jinyu didn't know what the use of Lin Lei'er's insects and herbs was, but they were so magical.

Because the woman in pink not only gradually stabilized her breathing, but also gradually became bloody on her face, she slowly opened her eyes.

Even though her face was distorted and scarred, she was still smiling and looking at her when she woke up.

The woman in pink didn't seem to care about her injury, and she didn't thank Lin Lei'er.

She closed her open eyes again and said slowly, "You don't hate me?"

Lan Yaqiu's eyes rolled and looked at Zhou Jinyu.

The words of the woman in pink were obviously asking Zhou Jinyu.

Zhou Jinyu smiled bitterly: "Why should I hate you?"

The corners of the pink-clothed woman's mouth moved slightly, and she seemed to be a little surprised: "I slapped you to the bottom of the cliff, don't you hate me?"

Zhou Jinyu said: "How can you repay virtue with grievances?"

Lin Lei'er's wet eyes blinked, looked at Zhou Jinyu and said, "Brother knows everything?"

Zhou Jinyu smiled and nodded.

Lin Lei'er asked curiously, "However, I didn't tell you." ”

Zhou Jinyu didn't answer, his eyes looked at the vulture outside the door.

Lan Yaqiu touched Lin Lei'er's head and said, "I'm afraid Ke'er told him." ”

Zhou Jinyu said, "Ke'er?"

Lan Yaqiu also looked at the vulture outside the door and said, "Yes, it's called Ke'er." ”

At this time, the woman in pink suddenly interjected, "Ke'er brought you up, right?"

Zhou Jinyu said: "Exactly, it is really a very smart vulture, it knows that you are in danger, so it went to call me." ”

The woman in pink seemed to be a little displeased: "It's called Ke'er!"

Zhou Jinyu said: "Okay, Ke'er is indeed very smart. ”

The woman in pink looked at the roof with empty eyes, and said lightly: "Ke'er is stronger than people, and Ke'er's feelings are more real and reliable than people." ”

Zhou Jinyu did not comment.

The pink-clothed woman's voice was still cold: "Even if you save me, I won't thank you." ”

Zhou Jinyu said: "No need. ”

The woman in pink continued, "Of course, you don't have to thank me. ”

Zhou Jinyu listened.

The woman in pink said: "I knocked you off the cliff with one palm and let you learn the swordsmanship on that boulder, but I actually used you." ”

Lan Yaqiu and Lin Lei'er looked at the woman in pink together, and then at Zhou Jinyu.

Zhou Jinyu didn't expect this woman in pink to say her thoughts unabashedly.

He smiled faintly, "Oh?"

The woman in pink said, "Aren't you going to save Lin Lei'er's grandmother?"

When Lin Lei'er heard her grandmother, her expression became anxious again, and she lowered her head and picked up her slender and slender fingers.

Zhou Jinyu moved his eyes to Lin Lei'er and said, "I will definitely save it." ”

The woman in pink said, "You have to defeat Miao Wang Feiguo first." ”

Zhou Jinyu said: "I know. ”

The woman in pink sneered, "Are you sure you can win?"

Zhou Jinyu said: "Maybe I will win, maybe not, but I will definitely go." ”

The woman in pink said: "I know you will definitely go, so I will knock you off the cliff and let you learn that set of swordsmanship, only that set of swordsmanship can defeat Feiguo." ”

Zhou Jinyu said: "Since you want to kill Feiguo, why don't you go yourself?"

The woman in pink said, "Don't you see, I can't even beat his Dharma King with a stick?"

Zhou Jinyu said: "I mean, why don't you learn that set of swordsmanship by yourself?"

The woman in pink suddenly laughed, and she laughed bitterly.

She is a woman after all, and she still can't help crying when she thinks of the past.

There seemed to be tears in the corners of her eyes, but it didn't seem to be tears.

It is blood, blood that flows from the bottom of the heart.

She still didn't glance at Zhou Jinyu, and only said slowly after half a sound: "I was burned by the fire, my whole body was sticky, and I couldn't use such a delicate swordsmanship on the boulder even if I learned it." ”

Zhou Jinyu looked at the woman in pink lying on the bed, her arms and legs were bent and deformed, and her arms seemed to be glued together by something. I'm afraid that as the woman in pink herself said, the fire had burned all her flesh, and then the catastrophe did not die, and the flesh healed again and grew together.

Thinking of this, Zhou Jinyu couldn't help but gasp.

The woman in pink said, "If it hadn't been for Kerr pulling me out of the fire, I'm afraid I would have died." ”

Her cloudy eyes were full of grief and hatred at the moment, and her eyes could not be opened all because of the adhesion of her eyelids, but she seemed to be glaring, glaring at the roof, glaring at the sky.

She was mournful and desolate, and the inside of the grass hut seemed extremely desolate.

Kerr had entered the hut at some point, its head kept moving, its eyes seemed to be moist, and it seemed to be able to empathize.

The woman in pink said slowly, "Why do you want me to live, let me endure such humiliation and pain?"

Her cloudy eyes suddenly became murderous, and she said, "But, since I survived, this revenge must be avenged!"

Her gaze finally moved to Zhou Jinyu and said, "It's been seven years, and finally let me wait for someone who dares to kill him." ”

She looked at the roof again, either complaining or angry: "Kill! ”

Lin Lei'er wanted to say that Lao Miao Wang Guoye was a good person, but she swallowed back when she saw the complaining eyes of the woman in pink.

There was something terrible in his complaining eyes.

Few things can scare Lin Lei'er, but at this moment, she actually felt a little chill in her back.

The woman in pink's grievances are extremely desolate, so desolate that it makes people heartbreaking, and people can no longer bear to touch her scars.

Scars that will never heal.

The woman in pink seems to be a ruthless person, but how can a ruthless person have such a heartbreaking grievance.

She is an affectionate person.

At least it used to be.

The mountains and rivers of Xiangxi, the beauty of Xiangxi.

The clouds and mist of Xiangxi, the ethereal curtain.

The gorge cave of Xiangxi, the dream of Xiangxi.

The song and dance of Xiangxi, the charming Gu.

Lang Mei of Xiangxi, the taste of Xiangxi.

The love of Xiangxi, the debt of the previous life.