"No!

Watson subconsciously opened his eyes, and happened to see this scene, and let out a sad cry. He hugged Ye Weiyang in his arms.

"Grandma!"

Meng Shiyu let out a sad cry and rushed over.

"Get out of the way!"

The master of the Star Pavilion was about to step forward to stop him, but he was repelled by Dongfang Yiren.

"If it weren't for you, if it weren't for you, if it weren't for you to break the peace, Grandma would be fine!"

The short sword in Meng Shiyu's hand pointed at Dongfang Yiren, with a look of resentment.

"Weiyang! You're going to be fine!

Watson hurriedly took the medicine bottle from his arms, but he threw it on the ground.

"Leave the Falling Pill!

Suddenly, he remembered that his last bottle of Leaving the Falling Pill was handed over to Zhuge Chunqiu, raised his head, and roared.

Dongfang Yiren immediately reacted and handed over the porcelain vase containing two more Leaving the Falling Pill last time.

Watson snatched it, opened the porcelain bottle, poured it all out, took out one and sent it to Weiyang's mouth.

Weiyang looked at Watson with a smile, his mouth gushing with blood, but he refused to take the pill he handed over.

"Eat!

Watson looked at Ye Weiyang anxiously.

"No! I know my own situation, even if I don't die this time, I won't have a few days to live, and I can see you again before I die, and I am content with my concubine!"

Ye Weiyang looked at Watson with a resolute face, and a flash of happiness flashed on his face.

"No, I don't want you to die, you can't die, you said, I'm Hua Yanluo, I order you not to die!"

Watson panicked, what oath, what fame and fortune at this moment were all left out of his mind.

Ye Weiyang just looked at him with a smile, and the bright red blood on the corner of his mouth was heartbreaking.

"Weiyang! I've been wrong all my life, and you won't give me a chance to make amends! If you're gone, what's the point of my life, what's the point! On the Huangquan Road, let me accompany you!"

Watson had deep remorse on his face.

"No!

Ye Weiyang suddenly came to his senses, looked at Watson with a bitter face, and said eagerly.

"Then stay alive with me!"

Watson handed the Falling Pill to Ye Weiyang's mouth.

"Hmm!"

Ye Weiyang opened his mouth and swallowed the Falling Pill in one gulp.

Watson was happy at the moment, and Ye Weiyang's move was to forgive him.

Gently picked up Ye Weiyang, and walked towards the nearest painting boat, his steps were gentle, for fear of disturbing the lover in his arms.

"If grandma has three long and two short, I will kill and kill Er Xingchen Pavilion endlessly!"

Meng Shiyu looked coldly at Dongfang Yiren and Zhuge Chunqiu, and his face was like frost.

"If it weren't for Hua Lao, the news of the Seven Stars Gathering Order I issued just now would be a situation that will never die! Phantom Kill! I'm really scared!"

Zhuge Chunqiu looked at Meng Shiyu indifferently, not taking her threat in his eyes at all.

"Good! good!"

No one had ever contradicted her like this, and at this moment, Meng Shiyu was really angry.

"Phantom Kill belongs to the order, guard this painting boat, if the people in the Star Pavilion have overstepped, there will be no mercy for killing!"

Meng Shiyu looked at Zhuge Chunqiu and Dongfang Yi with a cold face.

"You!"

Zhuge Chunqiu took a step forward and wanted to forcibly break into the painting boat, but was grabbed by Dongfang Yiren, shook his head, and signaled him not to be impulsive.

"Brother Chunqiu! It's an eventful time now, my mother is recuperating from her injuries, if things get bigger, I will definitely ask my mother to go out of the customs to preside, if I miss my mother's retreat to heal, I will regret it!"

Dongfang Yiren looked at Zhuge Chunqiu with a serious face, hoping that he would not be impulsive and make mistakes.

After the tea time, Dongfang Yiren was hesitating to go back to deal with the affairs of the Star Pavilion first, and the door opened.

"You guys go back! I'm going to accompany Weiyang right here and heal Weiyang's wounds! I don't have time to take care of other things. Take this!"

Hua Lao walked out with a tired expression and handed a letter and a porcelain vase to Dongfang Yiren.

"Thank you!"

At the moment when Dongfang Yiren took the letterhead, Watson's inaudible voice came into his ears.

"Senior Hua, take care! I will leave with Brother Chunqiu here! However, this team of Star Pavilion guards will stay to deal with the aftermath and ensure your safety. ”

Dongfang Yiren arched his hand and faced Hua Laodao.

"Well, go back! Be careful on the way, if anything comes to me, I, Watson, will do my best to help!"

Watson nodded and said to Dongfang in a friendly manner.

"Brother Chunqiu, this broken soul is so powerful, it wastes people's spirits and spirits, and makes people die of mental exhaustion!"

Dongfang Yiren read the letterhead in his hand, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart, this is really a weapon for killing people and setting fire.

"Well, it's just that this matter must not be known to the eldest brother, otherwise he will be very painful."

Dongfang Yiren looked at Zhuge Chunqiu with a solemn face, and said slowly.

"It's nature!"

Zhuge Chunqiu replied with a serious face.

"Have you heard? The prince of the Southern Tang Dynasty suddenly had a stubborn illness for some reason, and now he is looking for a doctor to visit medicine, as long as he can cure it, he will be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold!"

An emaciated charlatan whispered.

"No, it's not! Now the notices are posted in the city gatehouse, but I heard that whoever can cure it can be a guest of honor on the throne of the great prince!"

A burly man said with envy.

"It's a pity, such a good opportunity, as early as today, I went to study medicine back then!"

The emaciated young man who spoke earlier had a look of chagrin on his face.

"Come on, it's you. Don't you see that the imperial court and the imperial doctors have all been killed, if it were so simple, there would not be so many doctors who have been mediocre all their lives. ”

The burly man didn't even think about it, so he gave a cold sneer to the emaciated young man.

"Oh, it's a pity!"

The emaciated young man drank all the guilt in his sorrow in one gulp, and was moved by the fact that he could not unveil the list and enjoy the glory and wealth.

"Big brother, you're awake, great!"

Looking at Zhong Yin, who had woken up from a coma, Zhuge Chunqiu was overjoyed.

"Third brother, I'm causing you trouble again!"

Zhong Yin looked at Zhuge Chunqiu with an apologetic expression. The voice was very weak.

"Big brother, what are you talking about, you and I are sworn brothers, your business is my business. What's the trouble!"

Zhuge Chunqiu looked at Zhong Yin with a serious face. The expression is determined.

"It's for my brother, thank you, third brother, being able to know you is a blessing that I Zhong Yin cultivated in my previous life!"

Zhong Yin couldn't help but smile bitterly and sighed.

"Big brother, you finally woke up, you don't know how worried Brother Chunqiu is about you!"

Dongfang Yiren had just finished dealing with the trivial matters of Xingchen Pavilion and went to Nangong Yuyu's retreat to take a look, so he hurried towards the place where Zhong Yin was recuperating from his injuries.

"Who said it, aren't you worried if you can't do it?"

Zhuge Chunqiu immediately retorted, and said that Dongfang Yiren was red-faced and secretly hated, could it be that Brother Chunqiu didn't know about his own heart?