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In less than a moment, more than a dozen of his subordinates were killed, and Leng Rushuang hurriedly ran towards Ding Xiaoyao.

"Senior Ding! Senior Ding!"

The wound on his left shoulder was dripping with blood, staining his red and white robe, and he hugged Ding Xiaoyao into his arms, crying out as cold as frost.

But no matter how Leng Rushuang called, Ding Xiaoyao's eyes were closed and there was no response.

His body trembled slightly, and he stretched out his jade hand to check his pulse in fear, and the poison in Ding Xiaoyao's body was already wandering on the edge of his heart!

"You're going to be fine... It's going to be fine..."

Meimu was heartbroken, biting her red lips as cold as frost, and struggled to carry Ding Xiaoyao up and walked to the carriage.

Because of the struggle, the wound on her left shoulder cracked, and blood gushed out, but the cold as frost was unmoved, and now she has only one belief in her heart, save him!

Ding Xiaoyao, who had fainted, was placed in the carriage, and drove the carriage with a cold and pale face, galloping on the mountain road.

The jade whip kept waving, driving the foal frantically.

At this moment, in my cold heart, I just want to rush to the Ten Thousand Poison Forest as soon as possible, and ask the strange doctor Su Baitao to rescue Ding Xiaoyao!

It's not to heal Ding Xiaoyao and avenge the master, but I just don't want this man to die in my heart!

Knowing that the other party is his predecessor, he is far from his own age, and he may not have promised the other party, but he is afraid that the other party will die and disappear in this world!

"Drive!"

With a coquettish reprimand, regardless of the injuries on his body, Bing Qingyu drove the carriage and galloped through the forest.

It's just that the road to the Ten Thousand Poison Forest will take two days at the earliest, and it's too late...

At night, the blue sky and white clouds disappear, and the dark night is replaced by stars.

"Ahem, cough, cough..."

Waking up from the fainting, coughing, black blood kept spilling from his mouth, Ding Xiaoyao's eyes scanned the surroundings dimly, and he was in the carriage.

"Senior Ding, you're awake!"

His face was pale, and when he heard a sound from inside the carriage, he knew that it must be Senior Ding who woke up, and he called out in surprise as cold as frost.

"Miss Leng, where are we..."

Unable to move, looking up at the roof of the carriage, Ding Xiaoyao asked indifferently.

"Senior Ding, you are waiting, we have already arrived at Shaomu Mountain, and it will not be long before we can reach the Ten Thousand Poison Forest!"

Her beautiful eyes were wet and red, and she turned her head to smile and replied softly.

"Miss Leng, old man... I'm afraid my life won't be long... Ahem, ahem..."

Shaking his head, Ding Xiaoyao smiled indifferently, the corners of his mouth lifted lightly, and he coughed and spit out a mouthful of black blood.

It is already a fast speed to catch at least the mountain from outside the Saiwai, and if you go to the Ten Thousand Poison Forest again, it will take another day, Ding Xiaoyao knows that he is in such a state of health that he can't see the rising sun tomorrow.

"No, you'll be fine!"

Hearing this, the long whip of the jade hand twitched even more violently, driving the fierce horse to gallop forward, shaking his head constantly, and he was as cold as frost and burst into tears.

Why, thinking that the other party will die, my heart hurts!

"Miss Leng, if the old man can't wait for tomorrow, then accompany me to a place..."

Looking at the cold frost indifferently, Ding Xiaoyao suddenly said softly.

Hearing this, he and Ding Xiaoyao looked at each other, and after a long time, Leng Rushuang bit his red lips and nodded his head.

..............

At the foot of the Shomu Mountain, deep in the bamboo forest.

Leng Rushuang followed Ding Xiaoyao's guidance, and the two actually came to a small lake.

Bamboo trees are seen in the distance on all sides, insects and birds are constantly singing, and the bright moonlight shines on the surface of the lake, and the lake surface is sparkling, which is a very beautiful scene.

"Senior Ding, what kind of place is this? The scenery here is very pleasant..."

The carriage stopped at the lake, and Meimu looked at Ding Xiaoyao, smiled as cold as frost, and asked suspiciously.

"Here... It's where the old man and his wife fall in love..."

Hearing this, his eyes looked at the lake, and his mind kept recalling the bits and pieces with Mo Suxin, even if he was highly poisonous and his life was short, Ding Xiaoyao was full of happiness.

"Wife... Wife..."

Hearing what Ding Xiaoyao said, Leng Rushuang's face stagnated, and then his heart tingled.

I am really stupid, Ding's predecessors have been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades, how could he not marry a wife and have children?

"Senior Ding, that... And where is your wife now?"

After thinking about it in his heart, Leng Rushuang secretly laughed at his crankiness, and then asked.

"Ahem, ahem... She... Long gone..."

Hearing this, his eyes were full of sadness, his expression was lonely, and Ding Xiaoyao sighed.

"Senior Ding, can you tell me her story?"

Seeing Ding Xiaoyao's expression, knowing that the story must be twists and turns, Leng Rushuang was suddenly very curious in his heart, what kind of woman is Ding's predecessor's wife?

"Ahem, ahem... I met her at Chihiro Peak, and it was a fate arranged by God..."

The corners of his mouth were lightly raised, and his face was filled with a happy smile, Ding Xiaoyao fell into deep reminiscence, and told Leng Rushuang about his various experiences with Su Xin.

"She... It's a hard-working woman, but she's also a woman I admire... If you can't grow old with your beloved, you won't be happy in this life..."

After a long time, after listening to Ding Xiaoyao's narration, he sighed as cold as frost and said helplessly.

In my heart, I pity this woman who has never met, although this woman does not know martial arts, but she dares to strive for happiness!

For the sake of Ding's seniors, she finally chose to commit suicide and did not want to marry others, she is an infatuated woman!

I don't know why, from pity to admiration, my heart is as cold as frost, and I am jealous of Mo Suxin.

If you were to be yourself, would you love so vigorously?

"Leng girl, there is a big rock on the lake ahead, please move it away and dig down three feet..."

Nodding his head, looking at the roof in the carriage with a relieved expression, Ding Xiaoyao suddenly whispered.

At this moment, when he came to this lake full of happy memories, he kept recalling his experience with Su Xin in his mind, even if he died under severe poison, Ding Xiaoyao was not afraid of life and death.

Because only in this way can he be accompanied by Su Xin on the Huangquan Road.

"Rustle"

Hearing Ding Xiaoyao's words, Leng Rushuang got out of the carriage suspiciously, walked towards the big stone not far away, picked up a thick branch on the ground, and dug it up puzzled.

After a long time, when the digging reached three feet, there were two long swords buried under this big stone!

"Senior Ding, this is one of the Seven Great Divine Soldiers..."

threw away the branch in his hand, and looked at Ding Xiaoyao in surprise as cold as frost.

"Yes, it's Tiangang and Zifeng..."

With a cough, his face became even paler, and Ding Xiaoyao read softly.

Hearing this, he carefully picked up the two long swords and returned to Ding Xiaoyao's side as cold as frost.

"Back then, my wife left me, and the old man was discouraged and buried his sword here..."

Weakly stretched out his big hand and stroked the two long swords, Ding Xiaoyao said with a sad expression.

After that, his eyes were fixed on Leng Rushuang, and Ding Xiaoyao smiled indifferently: "Miss Leng, you and the old man have a life-saving grace, and now your weapons have been destroyed and you are unarmed, these two long swords, the old man will give you to repay the kindness..."

I am afraid that my life will be short, and these two long swords cannot be buried, so I simply give them away as cold as frost, hoping that she will make deep use of them and punish adultery and eliminate evil.

............... (To be continued.) )