Don't hit me, don't hit me, go, stinky and begging for food, you get out of here, meet you, uncle is really bad luck getting home today. On the street, the owner of the flour is very vicious. Shen Shaoyang was in tatters at this time, demented, and Shen Shaoyang was beaten to pieces. The face is not decent. It looks very pitiful.

As soon as he saw someone approaching him, he would be afraid of me and would be beaten. From last night to now, Shen Shaoyang doesn't know how many beatings he has received. The people on the street looked at him like a fool, a madman.

Immediately the news spread on the East Street, and a madman came up on the street, who looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, but his hair was indeed snow-white. He's pathetic. There was a lot of talk in a tavern on East Main Street. What, this brother, you said that the man had snow-white hair? What's wrong? Could he be the Shen Shaoyang who once enlightened and turned his head white? What? You said Shen Shaoyang. Impossible, no one in the Central Region has ever heard of Shen Shaoyang's prestige. That's a young master in the epicenter of the domain. Even the major sect masters are no match for it. How could he be like a beggar, dirty and demented, and when he saw someone approaching him, he would say, "Don't hit me, don't hit me."

Hehe, brother, do you think this kind of waste will be the famous Shen Shaoyang? Hey, this is also true.

What are you talking about? At this time, a woman with a beautiful face and a moonlight came over and asked nervously. Hehe, little beauty, what are you doing? Do you miss your brother? The monk looked confused. "Slap" A crisp slap hit him firmly in the face. You dare to hit me?" the monk was immediately annoyed. Say what you said just now, tell me again, where is that person?

Hmph, it's so fierce to beat someone, brothers give it to me, give it to me, and take it down to the chick. The beaten monk still looked vicious.

The three monks rushed forward together・・・・・ but were slapped by the woman and flew out.

Was that her? How could she come to East Street? Then the monks at the other tables recognized the woman. Brother Dao, what's wrong with you, is she so terrible? Do you have this expression? The monk looked like he had seen a ghost, and he looked like he had eaten a dead child. She is the number one witch in the Middle Domain, and she is glamorous.

What? She... She is the famous No. 1 Witch in the Central Regions, Yan Allure? When they heard this name, all the people in the tavern gasped, this person was not provoked by them. Auntie, the person you just asked is on the stone arch bridge by the river. The beaten monk finally spoke up. Yan Chengcheng rushed out and rushed to the stone arch bridge.

On the stone arch bridge, Shen Shaoyang was demented, dirty, and looked very pitiful. At this time, two big men walked behind him, and they were gearing up and looking very vicious. Just when they kicked Shen Shaoyang. Two butterfly darts flew from the opposite side. The butterfly dart hit them, and blood splattered immediately. The two men ran between their legs, and they didn't dare to stop for a moment.

Yan Chengcheng walked, very slowly, very slowly, from the other end of the stone arch bridge, to the stone arch bridge. When she saw the gray-haired man on the stone arch bridge. The nose finally couldn't help but sour, and tears rolled down. Shaoyang ・・・・・ Yan rushed over, heartache and sadness・・・・・

Don't hit me, don't hit me... Shen Shaoyang said nervously, his body shrunk into a ball. I'm not going to hit you, what's wrong with you? Yan Chengcheng felt very uncomfortable. What's wrong with you? Yan Chengcheng hugged Shen Shaoyang tightly in his arms. Tears and heartache are intertwined. This kind of pain is more painful than making her seriously injured.

Although she didn't know what happened to Shen Shaoyang, she regretted it at this moment, regretting that she left yesterday. It's only been a short day, and how did the person who cares about it become like this.

Who was it? Who beat you up like this?, Yan Chengcheng asked loudly. Shen Shaoyang kept shouting, "Don't hit me, don't hit me", looking very pitiful. It can be seen from this that Shen Shaoyang didn't know what kind of abuse he had suffered in this short day.

Seeing Shen Shaoyang like this, Yan Chengcheng's heart was like a knife. She hugged Shen Shaoyang tightly and never spoke again. Just squatting on the stone arch bridge. Letting passers-by laugh at her, she paid no attention to it. To be exact, nothing around her at this time interfered with her. At this time, Yan Chengcheng's heart was only distressed.

Shen Shaoyang seemed to feel that the woman holding her in front of him would not hurt him. He gradually relaxed. Can you tell me, what's wrong with you?" Yan Chengcheng asked with concern. There is love in the words. Shen Shaoyang didn't speak, and hugged Yan Chengcheng. At this moment, Shen Shaoyang felt down-to-earth and safe.

I'll take you home. Yan Chengcheng said. Shen Shaoyang was trembling all over, very pitiful. By the way, there is a Langzhong in front, and I will take you to see Langzhong. Yan Chengcheng picked up Shen Shaoyang and walked forward.

The street attracted many onlookers. Many people recognized the number one witch in the Middle Domain. People don't understand why she has to carry a demented fool on her back. Is her brain broken?, passers-by pointing, chattering. Yan Allure ignored the crowd.

Lang Zhong, help me see what's wrong with him. Yan Chengcheng carried Shen Shaoyang into a medical hall and put Shen Shaoyang down. Girl, wait a minute, I'll take his pulse. This is a middle-aged man in his forties.

After a while, Lang Zhong shook his head and let out a long sigh. Lang Zhong, what's wrong with him? Yan Chengcheng asked nervously. Girl, he's your lover, isn't he? It's just that because of excessive thoughts, anxious hearts, disordered thoughts, almost broken liver and intestines, and excessive sadness. I was anxious to see someone, and I drank again. After that, he was beaten again, and it was so serious that he became demented and confused. In general, he was poisoned.

What? Poisoning? Then you should hurry up and save him. Yan Qingcheng said nervously. Girl, this kind of poison is called yin poison, which specializes in eroding people's liver, intestines and thoughts. I force the drinks out of his body, and then you take him home and let him rest for a few days, care for him more, warm him. Remember, you must not catch a cold. The child's body was weak. If one doesn't get it right, maybe it will always be like this. Lang Zhong said. By the time he finished speaking, the prescription had already been prescribed. Girl, you follow what is written on it to grab the medicine.

Come, I'll help him force the wine out of his body first. Lang Zhong said, took a few steel needles and pierced Shen Shaoyang's back. The steel needle pricked down, and the wine spat out in a big gulp. Shaoyang, hold on, Yan Chengcheng watched all this nervously.

All right, girl, take him home. Don't let him catch a cold, don't let him be abused. Lang Zhong said.

Yan Chengcheng carried Shen Shaoyang back to his home. This is her resting place. A thatched hut, built on the edge of a small river. It was very quiet, only the sound of running water could be heard. This place makes people feel very comfortable, very cozy, very indifferent, very warm feeling.

Yan Chengcheng put Shen Shaoyang on his bed and covered him with a quilt. Then he fetched a basin of water to wipe the bruises and dirt off his body. Seeing Shen Shaoyang like this, Yan Chengcheng was distressed.

She knew that although she used to like to flirt with beautiful men, she had never been tempted. This time it's different. The man in front of her made her moved. As long as she can stay by this man's side, she feels warm and satisfied. When she leaves, she will worry about him and miss him. Yan Chengcheng loves and hates clearly, she is very brave for her love, as long as she identifies it, she will try to grasp her love in her hands.

Although she hadn't known this man for long, she felt that enough was enough, and it was enough for her to like him. It doesn't take time to measure.

Yan Chengcheng carefully wiped the dirt off Shen Shaoyang's body. When Yan Chengcheng finished dealing with it, she sat quietly on the edge of the bed and looked at Shen Shaoyang. It is joy, it is distress, it is satisfaction, it is warmth. Indescribably sweet and dense.

Mother, sister, are you okay? Do you remember Shaoyang? Mother, Shaoyang misses you and sister very much, but unfortunately Shaoyang can't go back now. Shen Shaoyang kept talking in his dreams. It's sad to watch.

Where is your home? Why can't you go back? Yan Chengcheng didn't know, but when she heard Shen Shaoyang say this at this moment, she felt very worried.

I was cold, and finally Shen Shaoyang said weakly. Although he is usually very indifferent on the surface, he is still only a twenty-year-old boy after all. The heart is also fragile at times. Yan Chengcheng hugged Shen Shaoyang without hesitation. There is no embarrassment, there is no gap between men and women. This man is the person she identifies. But whether he loves himself or not, she will try to win her.

Shen Shaoyang slept peacefully. No more talking.