Zong Wu: I'm going to stand up and brush up my favorability

Bai Hong's palm was firmly received by Lin Beiwang's chest.

The sharp pain that followed did not hit him, he was just pushed far away by a huge force.

Seeing Li Qiushui, who was spraying blood and flying backwards, and Lin Beiwang, who looked dazed but unharmed, Wu Xingyun's head was also stunned.

Li Qiushui fell to the ground, looked at Wu Xingyun and laughed loudly: "Senior Sister, I have paid back what I owe you."

Wu Xingyun looked at Li Qiushui, but there was no pleasure in revenge in his eyes, but he felt very disappointed.

She said, "Why are you bothering?"

Li Qiushui lay on the ground on his back, looked at the sky and said: "Brother is dead, what's the point of me living in this world? I can't beat you, and I have to endure this scar on my face every day. It's better to die, die." Take it easy."

Wu Xingyun looked at Li Qiushui, if she died and the younger junior sister was somewhere, then he would be the only one left with the junior and younger sisters of the same sect.

Thinking of this, she felt surrounded by an extremely cold loneliness.

Looking at Li Qiushui again, Wu Xingyun came back to his senses and said: "If I said that Wu Yazi never loved you, would you still want to find him?"

Li Qiushui lay on the ground, heart ashamed and said: "That's you, senior brother once loved me."

Wu Xingyun looked at Lin Bei and said, "Brat, come and tell her who Wu Yazi loved at that time."

Li Qiushui also looked at Lin Bei, waiting for his answer.

Only then did Lin Beiwang come back to his senses, he was almost scared to death just now.

Then he told that Wu Yazi liked Li Qiushui's younger sister Li Canghai, and the reason why he married Li Qiushui was because Li Qiushui and Li Canghai looked exactly the same.

As he spoke, he also took out a painting from his bosom, on which was a portrait of Li Canghai.This was discovered when sorting out Wu Yazi's relics. He thought it would be useful, so he kept it.

The only difference between Li Canghai and Li Qiushui is that Li Canghai has a dimple around his mouth, but Li Qiushui doesn't. Li Canghai has a small mole next to his right eye, and Li Qiushui doesn't either.

Wu Xingyun had seen the painting at that time, so he believed everything Lin Beiwang said.

This time it was Li Qiushui's turn.

Li Qiushui pushed himself up and sat up, and took the portrait that Lin Beiwang handed over.

His hands spread out tremblingly.

Just looking at it like this, Li Qiushui recalled all kinds of past events, and suddenly realized that what Wu Yazi really loved was his little sister.

For a while, two lines of tears flowed down slowly, and then looked at Wu Xingyun, there was no hatred in his eyes, but a sense of sympathy for each other.

"Senior Sister, you and I are both pitiful people, we were both deceived by this heartless person."

Wu Xingyun sneered and said, "Do you still want to die now? Do you think it's worth it?"

Li Qiushui said with a sad smile: "There's nothing worth it now, Senior Sister, your palm of Yangge Tianjun has already broken my heart, and I can't live anymore."

After speaking, he spat out another mouthful of blood, mixed with this small piece of internal organs.

Wu Xingyun couldn't bear Li Qiushui's death, and Li Qiushui felt sympathy for her, and she might as well.

They are the only two of them who are still in this world.

"Stinky boy, can she still be saved?"

Wu Xingyun looked at Lin Bei with a hint of hope in his eyes.

Without waiting for Lin Beiwang's answer, Li Qiushui smiled calmly and said, "Senior sister, he is just a young man with a weak crown, how can he do anything, don't bother."

Lin Beiwang was unconvinced, "Whoever said that I have no choice, as long as I don't die, I can save it."

As he spoke, Lin Beiwang took out a jade-like pill, turned his head and fed it into Li Qiushui's mouth.

The corner of Lin Beiwang's eye twitched, the flesh hurts, this is the last one.

After the Yupan Pill was ingested, it turned into a huge medicinal power, which poured into Li Qiushui's body in an instant.

The broken heart was slowly repaired under the action of the medicine.

Li Qiushui was very surprised that the fatal injury was slowly healed by a small pill.

Wu Xingyun watched with cold eyes. Seeing that Li Qiushui's complexion gradually recovered, he snorted coldly and said, "You have wasted such a good medicine."

Li Qiushui also understood Wu Xingyun's temperament at this time, his senior sister was a typical knife-mouthed and tofu-hearted to his own people.

The biggest obstacle to their friendship is Wu Yazi, and now that both of them have recognized Wu Yazi's true face, the hatred in their hearts has vanished.

As for the injury on his face, Li Qiushui realized that since Lin Beiwang could heal Wu Xingyun and pull himself back from the gate of hell, maybe his face could still recover.

She looked at Lin Beiwang, and asked expectantly, "Good grandson, can my face recover?"

If Li Qiushui had to choose between appearance and life, she would definitely choose appearance.

Lin Beiwang looked at the hideous scars on Li Qiushui's face, and pressed his right hand on them.

Wu Xingyun struck hard enough, the four wounds were deep enough to show bone, and the muscles had been fully formed in decades.

But it's not impossible, it's just that Li Qiushui has to suffer.

"There is a way."

Lin Beiwang answered in the affirmative, feeling a little awkward in his heart, he was always being a grandson these days.There is no way, Wang Yuyan's seniority is there.

Li Qiushui was overjoyed.

Wu Xingyun poured a basin of cold water over, pulled Lin Beiwang to leave, and said, "Don't treat her."

Li Qiushui already knew Wu Xingyun's character, how could he take this seriously, put a mask on his face again, and said coquettishly: "Senior Sister~!"

Wu Xingyun shuddered and said, "Don't be so disgusting."

Lin Beiwang looked up at the sky. Li Qiushui's clothes were disheveled now, and there was no temptation behind wearing a mask on his face. Lin Beiwang said that he couldn't stand it.

Under the effect of Yupan Pill, Li Qiushui already had the strength to stand up, followed Wu Xingyun, hugged her arm with both hands and said: "Junior Sister, I was wrong."

Wu Xingyun saw that Li Qiushui was a little coquettish, so he couldn't help but wanted to beat her, but thinking that she was still a wounded person, he held back.

Shaking off Li Qiushui's hands, he gave her a helpless look and said, "Follow me, I'll settle the score with you after you recover from your injury."

Li Qiushui hugged Wu Xingyun again, the corners of his mouth pulled slightly, feeling a little happy in his heart.

At this moment, she seemed to be born again.

Lin Beiwang and Li Qiushui sandwiched Wu Xingyun between them.

The difference was that Wu Xingyun held Lin Beiwang's neck, while Li Qiushui held Wu Xingyun's arm.

No matter how you look at this posture, it's awkward.

Lin Beiwang felt a little wronged. His head was crooked now. Although the back of his head was a bit comfortable, his neck was uncomfortable.

Helplessly turned his head to look at Wu Xingyun and said, "Grandma, can you let me go first?"