cowards and heroes

Another day.

Rain and wind.

Originally, Xiao Jiu was sweating profusely when he ran down the mountain, but after five days of not eating or drinking, and now it was raining heavily, he became wilted and lay ill on the wet floor due to the rain.

The rainy weather made the weather even colder than usual. Xiao Jiu, who was thinking of running away with light clothes, regretted why he didn't bring a few more clothes. His whole body was shaking from the cold.

The heavy and swollen head could no longer think normally, and Xiao Jiu's physical condition did not allow him to think too much.

My stomach twitches, but it seems that when people are extremely hungry, they will not feel hungry.

The sound of the sword came from a distance, as if it was coming from the clouds.

Xiao Jiu tried to open his eyes, but his eyelids were as heavy as a heavy stone.

Is it Yang Junze?

Or his wishful thinking.

Suddenly, the dilapidated wooden door was kicked open, almost falling on Xiao Jiu.

The heavy smell of blood wafted along the damp and cold air to Old Xiao Jiu.

Xiao Jiu trembled, the sudden stimulation caused him to open his eyes, his eyes were hazy, but he could recognize the seriously injured and disgusting man standing at the door.

At this moment, his body is still covered with bandages, but his body is different from before, he can move normally, and the blade in his hand is covered with black and red blood.

"Damn..." The man stepped in, his voice was worse than before, as if tearing the air.

He strangled Xiao Jiu's neck with one hand and easily lifted him up.

Xiao Jiu's swollen head failed to respond. He only felt that the air he inhaled gradually decreased, making his mind even more confused.

The man took Xiao Jiu out of the house, and the rain hit his face and body all of a sudden, which made him sober up a lot.

"Chen Zhanqing, I warn you to let go of him." The cold, angry voice pierced through the rain and reached Xiao Jiu's ears.

It was a familiar voice, reassuringly familiar.

At this time, the man's hand on Xiao Jiu's neck loosened, obviously not intending to let him die now.He frantically looked at the eager look of the other party, and the frowning eyebrows made the man very proud, and the distorted pleasure made him laugh.

And Yang Junze was really anxious, it was hard to describe.

He looked at Xiao Jiu's pale face that seemed to be transparent, the rain-soaked hair stuck to his cheeks, his originally strong body became extremely thin, and the outline of the soaked clothes was so painful that he almost lost his vitality , as if the next moment does not exist in the world.

Yang Junze forced himself to calm down, but his eyes staring at Chen Zhanqing's hand were slightly red, and his whole body tensed up, and the hand holding the sword was so hard that even Qing Gen could clearly see it.

"Hahahaha..." Chen Zhanqing looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Why do you order me?" Then he brought Xiao Jiu to him, put his head on his neck, and sniffed: "Why do you?"

Yang Junze resisted the impulse in his heart: "What do you want."

"What do you want?" Chen Zhanqing stared at him sideways, "You know what I want."

"do not know."

Chen Zhanqing laughed again: "Then let's see if this guy's life is worth it."

Seeing that Yang Junze smiled instead of anger, he said: "I don't know if his life is worth it, but yours is not worth it, I can tell you right now."

After all, Yang Junze raised his sword, and walked lightly in front of Chen Zhanqing, and his inner strength suddenly increased, even the rainwater couldn't bear the pressure, and the rainwater within one meter of him was all bounced away.

At the same time, several people suddenly appeared in all directions in the woods and rushed towards Chen Zhanqing.

Chen Zhanqing barely avoided Yang Junze's attack, he seemed unable to react at this time, he tightly held Xiao Jiu's hand, and murmured: "Why, your internal strength..." Then said: "A agreed one !"

"To deal with a villain, you can only retaliate in the way of a villain. Follow your plan before," Yang Junze chased after the victory: "You just hid your internal strength, but it made you so underestimate the enemy, stupid."

"Then you can't blame me for being unrighteous."

"It's funny, what kind of righteousness do you have?"

Seeing that he was invincible, Chen Zhanqing bit his body and turned around, and took Xiao Jiu away with a light kungfu. Yang Junze immediately followed after seeing him.

Chen Zhanqing hadn't recovered from the trauma he suffered before, and at this moment, his internal energy was completely in turmoil, and his lightness kung fu was not as good as Yang Junze's. Seeing that he was about to catch up, he released Xiao Jiu and let him fall from a high altitude.

Yang Junze immediately turned to Xiao Jiu, and told his accomplices about Chen Zhanqing's whereabouts through voice transmission.

He hugged Xiao Jiu quickly, and found that he was much lighter, even the bones under the skin were numb, and his body was very cold, shivering constantly.

After Yang Junzhun scolded his grandson, he used his internal energy to recuperate his weak body, and then warmed his body with fever, and brought him to a small temple in the mountains.

The hair was no longer wet, and fell down softly. Yang Junze gently stroked Xiao Jiu's pale cheeks, and he couldn't help but feel a throbbing pain and bitterness in his heart, which made it difficult for him to grasp it.

The heat on Yang Junze's body made Xiao Jiu feel at ease, he leaned on Yang Junze attached, greedily absorbing the warmth, and curled up in his embrace desperately.

Seeing him acting like a small animal, Yang Junze smiled. The hand that had been holding the sword for a long time gently patted Xiao Jiu's back at this moment, but he felt that the spine on his back was protruding thinly. Kill tens of millions of times.

Noticing that there was movement in his arms, Yang Junze lost his inner strength again, seeing that Xiao Jiu finally woke up, he felt much relieved.

Seeing that she woke up from Yang Junze's arms, Xiao Jiu blushed at first, then saw that his neck was wrapped in bandages, and ignored her dizziness, sat up immediately, only to realize that her chest was also injured, and she turned red for a while Eyes, with a thin layer of mist.

"You..." Xiao Jiu's voice was hoarse because he hadn't spoken for many days, and his throat was burning. He wanted to ask why he came, what happened, who that person was, and what happened to his injuries. I want to ask many things, but I can't ask a word.

Yang Junze saw that his peach blossom eyes were wet but very sharp, and his heart softened.He stroked the hair on the other side and asked softly, "Huh?"

It was the first time for Xiao Jiu to hear Yang Junze speak so softly, even his movements were pampered. His nose turned red, and the tears accumulated in his eyes suddenly poured down, and his nose was swaying.In the end, his brows were tightly furrowed, his eyes were red, and too many tears had gathered, his face was covered with tear stains, and his mouth kept making inexplicable sounds such as cooing.

He didn't cry like other people, he didn't cry out when he was heartbroken, and his whole body convulsed when he cried, so pitiful.

There are many Yingying and Yanyan around Yang Junze, and I have seen them crying in front of him, but this is the first time I see a man crying, and I have never seen anyone who can cry so ugly, as if to put his face All wrinkled together.

But it is undeniable that seeing him so wronged, there is a slight pain in my heart.

Yang Junze embraced Xiao Jiu and told him to lean on his shoulders, and within a moment the cloth on his shoulders was soaked, and Xiao Jiu's broken hair brushed his neck, itching, but it disturbed his thoughts.

Obviously he has no experience of comforting others, no matter how powerful Yang Junze is, he is a little at a loss at the moment, "Oh, don't cry, your eyes will swell if you cry any more."

"asshole……"

Xiao Jiu held the clothes on Yang Junze's chest tightly with both hands. He asked himself that he was not a crybaby, and he also knew that his body would not allow such an excited mood, but he just couldn't bear it, and wanted to cry all at once with the stored water. come out.The more we cried, the more sad he became, and finally he coughed, which made Yang Junze flustered again.

Wronged and afraid, spent five days with Xiao Jiu.

Hunger is like a suspension bridge connecting him and himself when he was a child. When he remembered the time when he was hungry, he couldn't have enough food and clothing at all, which left the root of the disease.Later, he joined the Devil's Cult and had three regular meals. After more than five years of raising him, he was finally not as thin as before, but he couldn't get fat either.

"Yes, bastard, I am a bastard." Yang Junze said, "May I ask Master Xiao if he would forgive the bastard?"

After hearing this, Xiao Jiu cried so much that he started to hiccup. He shook his head desperately, but he even ran out of strength to speak.

In fact, Yang Junze is not an asshole, he is the real asshole.

Knowing that Yang Junze's absence for many days represented the current injustice in the world, but he wanted to escape because of this, but the opponent took advantage of it and asked Yang Junze to be injured to save him.

If you join the Demon Cult and do nothing, you will dawdle, and being taken away by Yang Junze, you will still implicate him. Xiao Jiu thinks that she is not only a bastard, but also a good-for-nothing.

The crying gradually disappeared, Yang Junze wanted to say he was relieved, but Xiao Jiu's body was extremely hot, he trembled in his heart, pulled Xiao Jiu out of his shoulders, and found that his eyelids were red and swollen, his lips were pale, and he poked his forehead , It burned up.

Xiao Jiu is like a wilted flower now, losing all consciousness, and no matter how Yang Junze calls out, he doesn't respond.Yang Junze reintroduced his internal energy again, and carefully adjusted Xiao Jiu's meridians and internal breath, and took him back to the mansion immediately after the rain.

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