Fifteen days have passed since the night attack on Red Frost Town.

The waves of Bilian Island are rolling day and night. On the long river, the wind is like a knife, sorting out the withered grass on the bank into wisps of frost flowers.

The sea of snow was clothed in a stool every day, sitting in this cold wind like a knife, bored and pulling the broken roots of the fluffy grass, and letting the long river carry them farther away. Xie Junhe disappeared for 15 days, so she sat by the long river and waited quietly for 15 days. The wisp of black cloth that the flying pigeon brought back was carefully tucked under her sleeve. always thought that at a certain evening, he would be killed in black, and he would return with a smile on his face.

It wasn't until Duan Shiyu hurriedly came to her in the early morning: "Sister Xuehai, Jun and Big Brother are back!" She was halfway dressed, she was ecstatic, threw a comb and ran out of the door like an arrow, but she heard Shiyu whispering behind her: "But it's not good......" Looking back in surprise, she found the faint tears in her eyes.

All the foreboding premonitions of the day before yesterday came to mind. The mood was so crazy that he couldn't care about any manners, and the half-pulled bun was already scattered like a black waterfall, and he forgot to wear winter clothes, let alone shoes.

The docks were packed. Wang Hong was the first to see her embarrassed appearance, and was shocked: "How can Miss look like this? The river breeze is cold, don't freeze your body!"

She ignored it: "Where is Jun and Big Brother?"

Wang Hong glanced behind him and dragged her away with embarrassment. Unexpectedly, she slid straight through his arm and slipped into the crowd.

He's back. But just lying quietly on the shore. Don't say, don't move. His bloodless face was dull and tinged with a terrible bruise, but his expression was calm and calm. There are bandaged wounds all over his body. The sword and the wine gourd are still there, but they are useless.

"Jun and Big Brother!" she called to him, but still did not move. "Uncle, bad guy, ruffian, drunkard!" is more and more tricky than the other, and it is useless to deliberately anger him. Silent tears cut through the makeup. Xue Hai held his palms and tried to dissolve the frosty cold with the warmth of his hands, but in vain, he made himself cold to the bone. His entire body had lost its temperature, and it was even difficult to detect his breath. Only the faint veins like a gossamer still have a little sign of life.

Fear slowly overflowed from the heart, like being trapped in a long nightmare, from which there was no relief. The eyes are blurred.

Li Zhaolin said in a low voice: "He was seriously injured and poisoned. If someone hadn't cleaned his wounds and cared for him for so many days, he wouldn't be alive now. ”

Hearing this, his heart was even more like a knife: "Little Brother Li, you have excellent medical skills, you will definitely be able to save him!"

Li Zhaolin, who has always loved to boast, was silent.

The sea of snow choked. I never thought that a few days ago, I was joking with him unscrupulously, and in a blink of an eye, I was going to be separated from life and death! She didn't believe it! "Brother Jun He, you have to hold on! At that time, you went to the north shore to save me, fought a duel with Zhao Haijun, was chased and killed by Konoha, and survived all your lives." Why is it just a trip to Tianyue Gate that is like this? Could it be that I hurt you again?" she remembered the last bloody message, and she couldn't cry, and the cold wind blew her heart cold, and she shivered for a while.

No one was moved. Although two years ago, Xie Junhe was still the most annoying swordsman of the Feather Sword Sect. On the noisy Bilian Island, only the wind is heard. In the withering season when there are no leaves to fall, everyone is silent.

A gentle hand rested on her shoulders and draped her in a cold coat. Looking back, it was Shiyu, who was also stained with tears: "Let Xie Daxia rest quietly." Perhaps, he was just tired......"

It's time to get tired. Years of busy, alone. Even when he was in danger, no one knew.

The entire Bilian Continent was shrouded in mystery and sorrow, and no one knew how Xie Junhe came back, let alone how he could be so injured. There are constantly people discussing: Xie Ye's swordsmanship is so good that he can't get out, how should his opponent be like a crazy demon? How can he compete with a few swordsmen in Bilian Continent alone? After Chu Tao learned of this, he also wrote: "Quickly and heavily prolong the famous doctor, but ask for preservation." It is difficult to get out of the black stone cliff for the time being, and it will be there in person soon. ”

Seven whole days again. Countless disappointments turned into despair. Almost no one thought that their Xie Ye would wake up, especially when it was handed over to a young man like Li Zhaolin. It's already a bleak one.

Only Chu Xuehai stood at the foot of Xie Junhe's residence every day, watching people come and go, holding his cheeks in reverie, or looking silently under the window, but he refused to go into the house to see, just because he kept the promise of "three steps away". Even when he heard the news that his brother was coming, he just nodded blankly. This crazy kid who messes around all day has become quiet and silent.

"Do you really want to save him, at all costs?" Li Zhaolin stood behind Xue Hai with a medical book.

Xue Hai looked up at Li Zhaolin blankly, with a pair of apricot eyes, so clear that people couldn't bear to look at them directly: "What price can I pay? In the Chu family, I am just an insignificant troublemaker...... But Jun and Big Brother ...... He's the best swordsman......"

Li Zhaolin sat beside her with a light smile and said, "Don't you always say that he is a bad person?"

Xue Hai buried his head low and didn't say a word.

Li Zhaolin asked: "Is a powerful swordsman the best? He just knows how to use a sword better than others." ”

She shook her head slightly: "It's bad enough, it's always worrying, I don't know when another wound will be added, nothing stinks worse than his temper, offending people everywhere...... But - he is always running around in other people's worlds, and no one knows about his loneliness. Perhaps only his sword understands him. Do you know why he didn't let me near him? That's because he values the people around him more than his own life. ”

Li Zhaolin was silent, listening to Xue Hai's extraordinarily serious words, and deeply felt that he had underestimated this girl.

"Good at swordsmanship, but not thirsty for killing, wild and uninhibited, but willing to be burdened by love. Life and death, fame and fortune, these have long been out of his eyes. It's not that he treats people too coldly, but he has too many words and has nowhere to ......complain" Xue Hai's long eyelashes drooped, and tears faintly glistened in his eyes, "If God can really exchange my life for him to wake up, I am willing." ”

Li Zhaolin thought about it again and again, and finally made up his mind: "If there is really only one person in the world who can save him, it is you, Xuehai." ”

"Really, Brother Li has thought of a way?" Xue Hai was so excited that he grabbed Li Zhaolin's arm, "What do you want me to do?

"The poison in Brother Xie is not ordinary, but it is taken from the ancient method - quenching poison with blood: the poisonous flowers and poisonous herbs are specially nourished and fed with the blood of living people, and the carrion corpse is used as fertilizer, making it poisonous and unpredictable. The poisoners are cruel. Li Zhaolin sighed and said, "Unless the poisoner gives an antidote, otherwise, there is no way to return to heaven." ”

"But if the person who poisoned him can be so careful, how can he easily let people get the antidote?"

Li Zhaolin smiled weirdly: "Or, with your blood." ”

"Huh?"