There is only one table of eight immortals here, which is a little empty, but there are some elegant ink paintings hanging around to give people a very leisurely and leisurely feeling, and then there is the bed where he is lying. There was nothing else in the house but that. Through the bamboo window, the man looked at the night outside, just wanted to get up, but it involved the wound on his right shoulder, suddenly, his brows were so painful that he didn't dare to move again, so he had to stretch out his left hand to cover the wound on his right shoulder, and saw that the right shoulder had also been faintly oozing blood, and couldn't help but recall his experience in the past few days.

Just as the man was recalling, there was a "squeak", and the bamboo door was pushed open, and then a beautiful figure walked in, the woman was dressed in white, dressed in plain clothes, and there was always a white veil on her face, but there was an indifferent atmosphere around her body. The man on the bed was stunned at first when he saw the coma, recalling that he seemed to see a touch of white before he fell unconscious, but he said inadvertently: "Girl..." Before he finished speaking, he saw the woman turn around and look at the man on the bed, and said lightly: "Are you awake?

The man glanced at his bloodstained left hand, shrunk it slightly, forced a smile, and was about to say that it was okay, when the woman had approached, and also saw that his wound was oozing blood, and couldn't help but care: "Look at it, how did it happen, why did it bleed again, didn't you treat the wound carefully after you went back that time?"

The man was asked by this woman, first stunned, his eyes were dumbfounded and he looked at the masked woman in front of him with blank eyes, and a long-lost feeling suddenly rose in his heart, and he stabilized his emotions a little, and then he said: "The girl's two life-saving graces, after I went back last time, I simply treated it with herbs, but this time I was cut off on the right shoulder, so it will be like this." When the man spoke, his eyes never took off the woman in front of him, and he looked at the woman excitedly, and the woman also kept paying attention to the wound on the man's shoulder.

When the woman heard his words, she slowly raised her head, just to meet the man's gaze, her eyes were facing each other, and it was a stagnant at the same time, time seemed to stop, I don't know how long it took, the woman reacted first, coughed lightly, and moved her face to the side, and the man saw this, and quickly moved away. The woman who moved to the side regained her initial indifference and asked, "I asked Sister Lan to boil medicine, it should be almost over, I'll take a look, and I'll bring it to you to drink." Then the woman went towards the door, and as she was walking, she heard the man ask, "Girl, I take the liberty of asking how long she has been unconscious." ”

"It's just a day and a night. With that, the woman went out of the house.

After a while, the bamboo door was pushed open again, and two people walked in, the woman in front was dressed in Miao costumes, with a silver earring in her ear and a silver collar around her neck, which was very sweet and cute. The woman behind her was still the masked woman in white just now, holding a bowl of decoction in her hand, walking very carefully.

While speaking, he came to the man's bedside, and before he could speak, the Miao woman next to him preemptively said: "Hey, boy, this is the medicine that my sister Yao personally decocted for you, hurry up and drink it, don't be bitter." ”

"Sister Lan, don't be so rude. The masked woman handed the bowl in her hand to the man, but said to the Miao woman.

"Sister Yao, that's it, you are also the poison envoy of our Bliss Valley, and he personally decocted the medicine for this nameless junior, and he didn't know how to take it quickly. With that, Macharan walked to the table of the Eight Immortals in a huff, poured himself a glass of water, and drank it alone. After a while, he said again: "By the way, how did you get entangled with the people of the Divine Leg Gate all the time, I saved your life last time, this time, if Sister Yao and I hadn't come in time, I'm afraid you would have died in the hands of the seventh master of the Divine Leg Gate." Also, what's your name. ”

The man was stunned by Machalan's question, drank the medicine in his hand, handed the bowl to Yao Jian, and then slowly replied, "Thank you for the two girls for saving their lives twice, my name is Yu Xing, and as for the matter of the Divine Leg Gate, it's a long story." So, Yu Xing told the original story of the entanglement with the Divine Leg Gate, "After being rescued by you that day, I wanted to recuperate my injuries outside, and when I recovered my injuries and returned to the martial arts hall, I found that my master and senior brothers had also been buried, but the bodies of my three senior brothers were missing." Later, after several twists and turns, I heard that I still have a junior disciple who should have escaped by luck, and later, I heard that someone was besieging and killing the disciple of the Divine Leg Gate here, and I thought it should be my junior brother, so I also came here to seek justice for my master, but I didn't want to meet the seven masters. He almost lost his life. By the way, I haven't asked the names of the two girls yet. ”

"My name is Machalan, this is my sister Yao, called Yaojian. Macharan took a sip of water and said slowly, "By the way, just now you said that you also besieged and killed the disciples of the Divine Leg Gate, you met the Seven Masters for the first time, or have you besieged and killed them several times." ”

"That day is my fifteenth day, and I haven't met my junior brother during this period, and I don't know where he is now?" Speaking of this, Yu Xing's words couldn't help but feel sad.

"Sister Yao, you said that the person we are looking for is this kid. Ma Charan looked at Yao Jian and said, seeing Yao Jian nodded, Ma Charan said to Yu Xing again.