There is No Fairy I Can't Bend

Mo Mingxin got off the bed and walked to Yin Shiming's bed with a calm expression.

"The wound on my body hasn't healed yet, but it's not a big problem. It's a pity that the primordial spirit was severely injured, and the soul was crippled, so I couldn't wake up. I can't think of any way to treat it."

"Sister Long..."

Seeing the gradual silence, completely unlike the usual Mo Mingxin, Ye Li couldn't help calling softly, but didn't know how to say words of comfort.

But afterward, Mo Mingxin regained his energy by himself, and said slowly: "But I'm not worried, even if I can't help it, the old lady at home is well-informed, and she should know how to treat it."

"That's good." After hearing this, Ye Li breathed a sigh of relief, but still couldn't help worrying for a while: "Sister Long, if your master has no choice...what are you going to do?"

After hearing this, Mo Mingxin turned back slowly, showing a gentle smile: "I don't know either."

Although she smiled very gently and kindly, Ye Li couldn't help shivering after hearing this.

"I... it must be fine! Your master and her old man are so powerful, aren't they?"

"Yes."

Mo Mingxin nodded, and stopped talking, pressed the quilt for Yin Shiming, gently stroked her cheek with his hand, and looked at her peaceful face as if she was asleep. After a while, he got up and walked to the other side .

"I'm going to remove the evil energy in Jian Xin's body, sister Li, can you avoid it?"

Ye Li nodded subconsciously, but suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Sister Long, if you... abolish Miss Ruan's cultivation, aren't you afraid that Zhang Zhenren will have opinions?"

Mo Ming smiled brightly: "That's why I waited for him to leave before I started."

265

The strong wind is blowing, the yellow sand is flying, and in the silent desert, lonely people lie casually on the soft sand dunes, their hearts are ashamed.

Slight footsteps sounded, and a figure slowly walked towards her, and finally stopped beside her, looking at her wordlessly.

The people on the ground slowly raised their heads, showing a slightly sarcastic smile: "Why, you know I failed, and you came here to laugh at me?"

The standing man shook his head and looked at her softly.

A nameless fire suddenly rose in the hearts of the people on the ground, grabbed the sand around them and threw it at the man's face, and shouted excitedly: "Don't look at me with such eyes! I don't need your sympathy!"

"It's not sympathy, you and I are one, and your mood is the same as mine."

The man didn't dodge or dodge, and let the sand be thrown on her face, she sat down slowly, and said calmly: "You and I can get along together, but you... are too persistent, we are different. "

"So what! You've got everything, so of course you can make sarcastic remarks! How could you understand my feelings! That feeling of being unwanted and abandoned by everyone!"

The excited people unknowingly burst into tears.

"She only has you in her eyes, and only you are Ruan Jianxin, and I am nothing!"

"She doesn't want me! Grandpa has been lying to me too! My birth was not what he expected at all. He just wanted to occupy my body. For his ambition, even my mother would..."

The woman was sobbing, and the dissatisfaction accumulated in her heart seemed to burst out all at once.

"I just wanted my own life, but I found that I was not expected from birth. No one expects me to become what I want, as long as I live. I am just a part of Grandpa's plan, and Master is just I was raised to help my grandfather..."

The people around him persuaded in a low voice: "That's not the case, Master is..."

"Why not! If it wasn't like that, why would he give you the hilt of the sword! He must have known that such a thing would happen!"

"You are extreme."

The persuading person sighed, looked up at the same hazy sky, and spoke slowly, with a flat tone, but with a little nostalgia.

"Since I was young, only my master has cared about me. Passing on my exercises and teaching me swordsmanship, these memories are not forged. I feel his concern, and he doesn't want to become like this."

"Why are you so sure?"

"Leave me here."

She pointed to her left chest.

"The name of Jianxin was given by him. Do you remember what Master said that day?"

She turned her head to meet her eyes.

She froze for a moment, that period was not entirely her own, and some strange memories came to mind.

That was when she first learned from her teacher. At that time, the master looked at her with kind and warm eyes, which made her feel the love of her ancestors that she had never had before.

What the master said at that time...

The two opened their mouths at the same time.

"Jian Xin, Master gave you this name because he hopes that your heart will be like a sword, sharp and tenacious, able to cut through the thorns encountered on the road of life. Life is difficult and there will always be some disasters, but Master believes that , you can overcome it. Master hopes that no matter what difficulties you encounter, you can face them calmly, and hope that you can always keep sharp and not get hurt."

The concern in the tone is so real that it cannot be faked.

I didn't understand it when I was a child, but when I grow up, I can tell it.

"I... am ashamed of my master."

The two sighed at the same time and looked at each other. The atmosphere between them seemed to be much more peaceful.

One of them hesitated for a moment, and said, "What about grandpa... what do you think? He turned us into Xiantian sword bodies for his own ambition. In order to fulfill his wish, mother also died, father I was indirectly killed by him...even I was sealed by him himself, he..."

"People are gone, it's useless to think too much."