Grandpa is such a bunny

From the beginning of suspecting Jiang Shouchuan, Du Yun led people to dig on Tongshui Peak for two days and two nights, until the earth shook and the rotting corpses came out of the mountain. Officers and soldiers protect the people, clean up the carrion, and count the dead and the living.

Du Yun hadn't rested for three days and two nights until he received the news that Tubo brought back from the ground and began to seal off the mountain and arrest people.

Du Yunyun is not a person who is able to endure hardships, and he has even been spoiled by Tubo and the people in the yamen on weekdays. Although he is mostly hypocritical, he is also extraordinarily stable, reliable and hardworking for a small part of the time.

For example, now, after Du Yun had finally settled down and was unwilling to leave the foot of the mountain, the old, weak, sick and disabled who insisted on waiting for the officers and soldiers to arrest the murderer gave up the camp that Feng Ping had given to him and gave it to the people, and he huddled in a place surrounded by a rolling boulder. On the leeward side, he cursed a certain little bastard sleeping peacefully in the inn in his heart, and was about to squat for a while, waiting for Feng Ping, who searched the mountains and arrested people, to bring back news.

He had been busy all day, so he didn't bother to eat a few mouthfuls of food. When he was hungry and uncomfortable, he drank cold water in his stomach. Now when he moved, his stomach swayed, making him uncomfortable.

Du Yun had no choice but to get up again.

"Where are you going?" Xie Yuxian, who was not far away from him, opened his eyes. He was entrusted to protect him, so he never left.

Du Yun clutched his stomach, looked at the dark night and the tents at the foot of the mountain that were faintly lit with candles, and heard the suppressed crying sound from the tents, "Pee."

Pavilion Master Xie, who was dressed in brocade clothes, was taken aback by his rude words, so he groaned and followed him.

Du Yun turned around, showing a malicious smile on his tired and bearded face, "Follow me and want to visit?"

Xie Yuxian glanced at him up and down, and finally stopped under Du Yun's lower abdomen, opened the folding fan to cover his chest, and said with great interest, "If you show me."

Du Yun found that people who had been with them for a long time could just say no to them. The former Pavilion Master Xie felt annoyed even if he looked at him more than once. How innocent, now he is interested in visiting him boo boo.

But Du Yun felt that he was not so wretched, so he held his big baby very reservedly, "What are you looking at? If you marry me, I'll show you."

As he said that, he walked around a few big rocks awkwardly, hid in the wild grass beside him, and went to pee.

Xie Yu shook his fan twice, wanted to follow, walked two steps and then stopped, feeling that he was going crazy, what's so interesting about a man peeing.

While draining the water, Du Yun was thinking about what to do next in Tongshui County. When he heard the sound of branches being trampled behind him, he thought it was Xie Yuxian who was coming to take a peek. He turned his head while holding his trouser belt and said , "It was discovered by me——"

A tall black shadow rushed towards him and knocked Du Yun unconscious.

Xie Yuxian was standing with his back to the stone waiting for someone, when he suddenly smelled a strong smell of blood, he subconsciously felt something was wrong, so he rushed over quickly, but only saw a sticky bloody footprint left on the ground, and the fallen It fell among the dead trees and weeds before Du Yun had time to fasten his belt.

The officers and soldiers who had been arresting Ji Tong all over the mountain were replaced by officers and soldiers all over the mountain looking for Mr. Du. After one night, nothing was found except for a few sticky bloody footprints.

A deep gully appeared on Xie Yuxian's brows overnight, and his eyes were dark and murderous.

Tubo squatted among the rocks and weeds, and touched the blood on the dead leaves with his fingers.

The blood was sticky and viscous, turning black, which was different from normal people's blood, and it remained on the ground for a long time without drying up.

"The thief really revived General Yuanliang?" Commander Feng asked incredulously with his sword up. So far, no one has been lucky enough to see Zong Yuanliang's face except Tuba Qianfan and the lost Du Yun.

Tubo picked up a few leaves and wiped the blood from his hands, "It can't be called resurrection, at most it's a rotting corpse that can be manipulated by people, and the blood is screaming, can it be called people?"

As he spoke, he was about to get up, but as soon as he moved, he didn't know where he got involved, and his expression froze.Qian Fan, who had been staring at him, immediately reached out to support him, put his arms around Tubo's waist without any concealment, put his hands in his sleeves and kneaded him.

Tu Bai poked him away with his elbow angrily and amusedly, and when he raised his eyes to look at the crowd, all his smiles subsided, "Ji Tong's arrest of Du Yun is likely to threaten me to come out."

Xie Yuxian frowned, "Very likely?"

Tubo looked at everyone with a serious expression, "Yes, there is another possibility that he still needs a living sacrifice to resurrect another person."

"Who?" Xie Yuxian asked.

Tubo turned his attention to the people who lived in tents at the foot of the mountain and refused to leave. A little girl who still couldn't understand what grief was was squatting beside her crying grandma, playing with stones, with a naive look on her face. innocent.

Tubo said, "Sister Sister."

When Du Yun woke up, he heard the sound of water first, then felt a chill in his buttocks, and he was shivering from the cold. When he opened his eyes, he saw a person leaning on the side. After using a little light to see clearly that the person was a bloody corpse, Immediately scared out of my wits, almost to the shit.

However, he screamed in horror for a long time, the humanoid monster just turned its head slightly, looked at him indifferently with a more terrifying head and eyes, and did nothing.

Du Yun's trousers fell loosely on his knees, and he sat with his buttocks bare for a long time, until the horror and fear in his heart were washed away by the sound of water beside him, then he pulled up his trousers in a trance, turned his head and looked I glanced around.

This is a cave washed out by water. It is very deep, and there is a faint cold air inside. The sun can't shine in for a while, and only a white snow reflected by the rapids at the entrance of the cave is shining.

The humanoid monster was sitting half an inch away from the entrance of the cave, where the sunlight could not come in. Du Yun forced himself to wake up a little bit, and saw that it was actually sitting cross-legged, with its miserable back straight and one arm across its chest. It seems to be holding something.

Du Yun swallowed, stretched his neck a little, and found that it was holding a rusty bronze giant sword.

The blood on its body seemed to flow endlessly, flowing down the place where the bronze giant sword touched, the black and red blood crawled over the rusty sword body like ancient and mysterious lines, and finally gathered on the tip of the sword, slowly It slowly flowed into a small red snake, twisted its bloody body and got into the rapids in front of the cave entrance, but it was insoluble in water and drifted away.

Du Yun's gaze suddenly became profound and complicated, and there seemed to be some resolute, hard and sad flavor from his back.

It was a skeleton buried in the soil for more than 170 years, with the cold and loneliness soaked in the vicissitudes of life for a long time. Now it is suddenly awakened and has become an existence that the world does not recognize life and death.

Du Yun's hands trembled, and he wondered, is Zong Yuanliang really alive? Is it not a walking corpse, but a conscious 'person'? If someone can revive a dead person, does that mean... …

A small cough came from the dark hole behind him, and Du Yun turned around suddenly, only to realize that there was actually another person there, and his attention was attracted by the blood corpse just now, so he didn't notice it at all.

He boldly walked a few steps inside trembling, thinking that the one who coughed must not be a monster, and then he saw the extremely beautiful face of the princess of the foreign race.

His eyes only stayed on Ban Suo's face for a moment, then turned to the bandage on her chest, and felt that the fabric was quite familiar. After remembering who it was, he coughed twice, smiled and said politely. However, he said, "Finally found you, there is no need to fight, and my life is saved. Your girl is really beautiful, tsk."

Ban Suo raised her slender neck, and her thin red lips evoked a charming and charming smile. She stretched out her slender fingers towards him, trying to lure this man over. As soon as she put her hand on Du Yun's trousers, her pocket was caught The coat covers the body.

They all knew the identity of this woman, so they couldn't compare her with ordinary weak women. Du Yun pretended that he was particularly frightened and excited, but he said that he was a foreigner who couldn't understand him, so he had no clue at all.

"It's so cold in here, it's lucky that you didn't freeze to death, you really are a demon girl." He tied his coat around Bansuo, imitating Tubo, and made a bow tie, then squatted down Come down and make gestures and say, "I'll carry you, let's escape."

Ban Suo looked down at the layer-wrapped bowknots, and suddenly realized something unusual in a country that was hated and hated by the people.

She is a predestined priestess, born to be used by others, she has no name of her own, only a recurring fate, and people who are named Bansa are born to be loyal to the clan and accept worship, and the clan never likes to worry about her life and death , because when she dies, another Bansa will be born with the memories of every Bansa in the past, so no one will ever care about whether her wound will hurt or whether she will die.

She met three men in Dajing, the first was like her clansmen who feared her and used her, the second bandaged her wound and took care of her, and the third was cowardly but wanted to rescue her.

Inexplicably, she felt a little funny, so she put away her gorgeous expression, showed a knowing and simple smile, and said in awkward Chinese, "Okay."

At first hearing this word, Du Yun didn't realize what it meant, but after thinking about it later, he pointed at her in shock, "Can you understand me?"

Ban Sao nodded.

Du Yun looked at her confusedly, "She really is a demon girl... Bah, the princess is really smart and generous, she is very knowledgeable, she can even understand Chinese, hehe..."

Du Yun tried to save a little bit of face, but obviously had little effect, so he turned around to carry Ban Suo on his back, but he didn't expect that just as he turned his head, he saw Zong Yuanliang standing behind him, holding him with five fingers that seemed to be skinned. He picked it up and threw it rudely on the stone wall.

Du Yun was no better than Tubo, he was thrown and almost passed out, his chin hit the stone, and blood foamed out of his mouth.

Ji Tong came out from behind Zong Yuanliang, grabbed Du Yun's hair and forced him to look up, stuffed something into Du Yun's throat, removed his chin, and forced him to swallow it.

Du Yun choked that thing in his throat mixed with blood foam and choked it into his lungs, causing his entire chest to ache.

Ji Tong hissed, "Master Du, remember what you ate. Don't worry, I won't move you. I only want him. When he finds me, I'll let you go."

It was like a cat in Du Yun's stomach was scratching and stirring in a panic. The gastric juice kept gushing up. He was so sick that he wanted to vomit, but his jaw didn't work. The blood foam in his mouth flowed back into his stomach. Du Yun didn't come up in one breath. , almost passed out.

But even so, when Du Yun lay on the ground in pain, he still remembered to ask vaguely, "Who is he..."

Ji Tong lowered his head and sharpened a very thin willow leaf-like blade with a stone, the cold light of the blade flashed into his eyes, "Tuber."

Du Yun closed his eyes peacefully and let himself pass out, thinking, very good, dead rabbit, you owe me, you'd better never show up.

Hearing that Du Yun was arrested, Zong Yuntian and Naga also came out of the inn. Naga sent guards to help the Imperial Forest Army go up the mountain to find people, and even caught a few wolfhounds from the county town to smell them.

But there are still rotting corpses left on Tongshuifeng. It's not hot yet, but the smell is definitely not good, and the dog's nose is not good.

The master designated the concave valley on the side of Tongshui County as a cemetery for the villagers who died innocently.

"Since he wants to force you out, he won't go too far." The master stood on the edge of the valley and looked down. There were already several corpses inside. Empty.

Before Du Yun disappeared, someone tied a chain to an old locust tree beside the valley, and the other end of the chain was locked to the distraught Jiang Shouchuan.

He said, "Let this useless bastard see how many people he has killed. Isn't it just that he was demoted and suffered a little grievance? After reading ten years of books for nothing, the people in the entire Tongshui County are like him." Burial."

The corpses in the valley were on their backs, their eyes were white and miserable. Jiang Shouchuan always felt that they were looking at him, each of them was staring at him, asking him why he lied to them with his rotten and pus-filled faces.

He was so frightened that he lost his mind and shivered by the old locust tree.

Tu Bo and Qian Fan found this place, and wanted to ask him a few words about where Ji Tong might be, but the man seemed to be crazy, first screaming non-stop, and then repeating Ji Tong's name over and over again, The teeth were grinding together, as if they had a mouthful of blood, and then they crushed the bones, and painstakingly swallowed the name, including the belt and bones, into his stomach.

Tubo shook his head, stood up, and was about to step on a small stream on the edge of the valley to look elsewhere, when he suddenly squatted down again.

The creek is not big, but the water flows very quickly, washing the stones at the bottom into the shape of large and small goose eggs. He reached out to touch the water, but Qian Fan grabbed his wrist.

"The water is cold."

Tubo is actually a little hot, it should be the first love, and his body is not used to it.But it wasn't too much of a hindrance, Du Yun was worried about losing him, and couldn't lie down, so he followed him out to find someone.

Tubo patted his wrist, "It's okay." But he didn't touch the water again, just pointed to a stone and said, "Is this bloodshot?"

On the crystal-clear cobblestones hangs strands of extremely thin blood, like blood or a few red cotton threads, Tubo would not have noticed it at all if it hadn't been for too many strange things recently.

"Zong Yuanliang's blood won't dry up on the ground for days and nights, so can his blood melt into the water?"

He and Qianfan looked at each other, said nothing more, and immediately followed the direction of the water.

The creek passed through a low bush, turned half a copper water peak around the collapsed rockfall, and then there were a few small falls to form a small waterfall. The creek they were chasing came from here. from a small waterfall.

Tubo jumped up to the top of the waterfall first, and saw the snow-white torrents entangled with strands of blood flowing straight down, while the stones at the bottom of the water were already stained red by blood, and large pieces of black blood coagulated and insoluble floated on the water. , looks creepy and disgusting.

Tubo turned around and said, "People are probably on the top, I—"

He violently twisted his waist and leaned back, a bronze sword was slashed at the top of his hair and swung towards him. A tall and blurry figure was reflected on the water surface. The moment he raised his hand, a plain sword was formed against the broad back of the bronze sword, and with force from his wrist, the bronze sword was pushed out.

Tubo turned around and looked at it.

Zong Yuanliang stood upright in the rapids, and the river water kept washing away his skinless flesh and blood, and soon the water surface was stained red.

On its bloody face, the eyeballs were staring hugely, but there were no whites of the eyes, like two black whirlpools, holding a formidable weapon, looking down at Tubo from a height, really like a fierce god on an ancient battlefield, one can only imagine Just looking at it makes me feel cold.

Tubo slightly hooked the corner of his lower lip, lowered his wrist, and the tip of the sword cut a white ripple on the water surface, without splashing even a single drop, he had already killed Zong Yuanliang.

The tip of his sword was extremely soft, and with the shaking of his wrist, a bright sword flower bloomed, stabbing at Zong Yuanliang's huge body at a tricky angle.

This monster looks bulky, but in fact it is very flexible. It took a step back with its huge feet, raised the bronze sword against its chest and cut it down. It just cut off Tubo's attack, and the rusty blade collided with Tubo's. At the tip of the sword, Zong Yuanliang put the bronze sword across his chest and pushed it down violently. The sword in Tubo's hand was forced to arch an arc. When the force from the sword forced him to retreat, the pressure suddenly disappeared.

Tubo looked up and saw that Zong Yuanliang's huge body was entangled with a very thin red thread, and the other end of the thread was deeply strangled into Qian Fan's palm, almost strangling his hand in two.

Qian Fan pursed his lower lip tightly, and the veins on the back of his hand exploded. He turned his feet, put the red rope on his shoulder, exerted strength with his arm, and pulled it hard. The red rope rubbed a deep bloodstain on his shoulder, and Zong Yuan Liang's huge body was staggered half a step back by his pull, and subconsciously plunged the bronze sword into the rocks in the pool, but failed to do so, and the sword blade made a piercing golden sound as it struck the boulder.

Qian Fan shouted loudly, "Atu!"

Tubo's heart trembled, taking advantage of Zong Yuanliang being restrained and unable to move, he jumped up from the water, raised his sword and stabbed it, and plunged the sword into its chest with a puff.

The monster roared to the sky, roared like a beast, and raised its arms to hit Tubo.

The moment it swung its hand up, Tubo abandoned his sword and hid, but his shoulder was still swept by it, and three bloody fingerprints appeared on his shoulder, and he fell into the pool in embarrassment.

Without taking a look at his own wound, Tubo looked in shock at Zong Yuanliang who was pierced by a sword in the chest but still moved freely.

"You can't kill it." A voice sounded from behind, and Ji Tong came out grabbing the unconscious Du Yun, whose face was covered in blood, like a chicken cub.

Tubo stood up from the water with a gloomy and cold expression, but his eyes showed worry and distress.

Qianfan's hands were dripping with blood, and most of the red rope he was holding tightly in his hands was wet. He jumped up, wrapped the red rope in his hand tightly, and punched Zong Yuanliang from his shoulders to his arms. A knot of flesh and blood, and a large amount of blood dripped from his green robe, like a blooming blood lotus, but there is nothing to worry about for Siu Bo, who has a bland brow.

"Repel Zong Yuanliang, let Du Yun go, and I'll give you the inner alchemy right now." Tu Bai's black hair stuck to his temples, reflecting his face as pale as paper.

At this moment, upon hearing the roar, Xie Yuxian and Feng Ping also rushed over, and rushed towards the monster without saying a word. However, Zong Yuanliang was like a ghost awakened from hell. It didn't affect him at all, Tubo's sword was poked on his chest, his arms were clearly bounded by Qianfan's red rope, his flesh and blood were about to be torn apart, but he was able to sweep them out heavily with the huge bronze sword.

Ji Tong showed a smug smile on his skinny and sunken cheeks, and he whispered in a whisper, "She no longer has to fear death and scars, she won't get hurt, she won't get sick, and she won't grow old, you should be happy, you should be happy of……"

Someone behind him spit out blood in a muffled voice, the warm blood splashed Tubo's neck, he didn't dare to turn his head, his heart twisted, his voice was full of anger, "Ji Tong you This son of a bitch, get rid of Zong Yuanliang immediately!"

Ji Tong took out something from his arms, held it between his fingers, and said slowly, "Use this blade to take out Cheng'er's inner alchemy, and I will spare your lives."

Seeing the crescent-shaped blade as thin as a willow leaf, Tubo's heart twitched violently. The fishing net that caught him back then was covered with such blades. When the wind blows, it flutters like silver leaves.But only Tubo knew the sharpness of those blades piercing the flesh and blood, and cut the living people's body with bruises and bruises silently, and it was impossible to take them out even if they were buried in the body.

Ji Tong raised his hand and threw it, the blade floated on the water with the wind, and the ripples on the water reflected by the sunlight on the blade were really beautiful.

Tubo picked up the crescent moon blade from the water, and his anxious heart suddenly calmed down. Is there no other way? He thought silently, what would he become after taking out the inner alchemy, dead?Or turn into a rabbit and never change back.

He pinched the blade in a trance, thinking at this time, if he was lucky enough not to die, would he still be able to sleep with Qianfan after turning into a rabbit.

Ji Tong stared at Tu Bo, his dark eyes were burning with the joy of going through all kinds of hardships, and he looked at his chest longingly, as if he wanted to go through that hard chest and see what he wanted at a glance.

He lowered his voice very low, with a little bit of bewilderment, "Ah Rabbit, give it to me, give it to me, and you will be able to see the girl."

Tubo stood in the water with his head bowed, looking at the blurred reflection on the water surface, blood slowly dripped into the water from the back of his neck, dizzying circle after circle of bloody ripples.

"Let go of Du Yun." He said, and then stuck the blade into his chest.

The sharp blade sliced ​​through the flesh and there was only a very small sound, but the blood suddenly bloomed on his chest.

"Atu! Stop!" Even though his body was covered in blood, the mountain collapsed in front of him and his face remained unchanged. Qian Fan finally changed his face, showing an anxious and sullen expression. A furrow appeared in his face, and he turned around and ran towards Tubo.

Zong Yuanliang's entire face was torn open with a two-inch deep wound from between the eyebrows to his chin. Dagu's sticky blood gushed out from the wound. Even though it was so ferocious, it was not affected at all. Xie Yuxian and Feng Ping shook their heads away, staring at the blue back with their dark eyes, roared, raised the bronze sword over their shoulders, and withdrew their arms.

Noticing its movement, Tubo's eyes instantly turned blood red, and he shouted, "Get out of the way!!!"

His voice echoed in the valley. In the uninterrupted lingering sound, Zong Yuanliang sent out the bronze sword forcefully. The huge bronze sword broke through the mountain wind and made a sharp and ear-piercing whistling sound. Vatican stabbed away.

That huge sword could stab through a person's entire chest, Tubo's eyes were shattered, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

Just when the blade touched the corner of Qianfan's clothes, he didn't turn his head, but rose up from the ground, like a frightened bird opening his soft and misty robes, he quickly swept aside, and at the same time flew out a bright red Buddhist bead , In just a blink of an eye, the bronze giant sword pierced through the blue color, and cut into the side mountain wall with a kind of murderous ruthlessness.

There was a sound of tearing silk cloth in the valley, and then, the mountain wall broke with a bang, and rubble rolled on the ground. At the same time, the blade in Tubo's hand was knocked down by the flying beads and fell into the water.

The surface of the water was splashed with small ripples, and the sound of the water was very small, but it woke up everyone present. Tubo watched the chest of the bronze giant sword rise and fall violently, and large drops of blood fell into the water, and the blood soon soaked him. corner of the clothes.

The chopped stones became loose, and Qianfan patted the torn corner of his robe and came out from behind the bronze sword unscathed. He looked at Tubo with a livid face, saw the blood on his chest, and his eyes froze. A deep ravine formed between the eyebrows.

Tubo closed his eyes, feeling that he was scared out of his wits.

After knowing it, I felt chills all over my body. I don't know if it was because I was scared or bleeding too much.

Tubo's movements were interrupted, Neidan was still hiding under the warm flesh of his chest, Ji Tong was furious, "Dig it out, or I will kill everyone!"

Tubo covered his chest with his hands, looked back at Qian Fan, his eyes were lingering and soft, the wrist hanging by his side was white and glaring, blood dripped from his fingertips continuously.

He moved his hand and bent down to pick up the crescent blade that fell into the water.

Qian Fan's expression was as cold as ice, "Tubai."

Tubo raised his lips, "Isn't it just an alchemy, I'm annoyed by him, so I'll give it to him, at worst, I'll be a rabbit in the future."

He held the blade in the palm of his hand, and chuckled, "Could it be that I've become a rabbit, and you won't hurt me?"

He could still laugh.

Qian Fan looked at him across the water, seeing him standing in the water bathed in blood, feeling angry and distressed.

An object flew from the air and hit Qian Fan's feet heavily. It was Feng Ping. His arms were twisted on his shoulders, trying to support himself with a knife in one hand, but he couldn't stand up at all.

Tubo glanced at it, and when he heard the monster's roar, he knew that time was running out, and if it continued, they would have to be beaten to death by Zong Yuanliang.

He pinched the blade between his fingers again and raised his hand.

At this moment, Du Yun, who had been held half alive by Ji Tong, suddenly opened his eyes.

But there was an indescribably strange look in his eyes.

"Limbs...spine...life and death..." Du Yun's jaw was removed, and his speech was slurred. His eyes were fixed on a point of nothingness in mid-air. Halfway through speaking, Ji Tong grabbed his throat viciously.

However, the seven words he said fell into Tubo's ears, like a gust of wind swept away the dense fog in his heart, and Tubo suddenly remembered one of the whirling witchcraft: mind control.

It is Ban Sao who can resurrect the dead, and besides Ji Tong, she is the one who knows how to deal with this behemoth best.

He suddenly shouted, "Zong Yuanliang is composed of limbs and spine, Qianfan, remove his arms and legs!!!"

Qian Fan took Feng Ping's saber, stepped on the cliff, and sent the blade to Zong Yuanliang's right arm in a flowing posture.

Ji Tong was terrified, and wrapped his arms around Du Yun's neck, his eyes were scarlet, "I gave him medicine, he won't survive, give me the inner alchemy, give me!"

The eyeballs of Du Yun's pinched eyes turned white, and he said in a breathless voice, "I'll save him..."

The last word has no sound, but Tubo has already understood it.

Knowing that the situation was over, Ji Tong immediately let go of Du Yun without hesitation, turned around and jumped off the waterfall. Just as he fell into the pool below, his back suddenly hurt.

The crescent-shaped blade plunged from his back into his chest, and he opened his mouth to breathe, but spit out a mouthful of blood.

The blade was as thin as a cicada's wing, but it made him feel cold, suffocated, and convulsed.

He turned his head in disbelief, and saw Tubo standing at the height of the waterfall looking at him with cold eyes.

Tubo came treading water, walked up to Ji Tong, stretched out his hand and pulled away the small white bones on his wrist.

Ji Tong fell backwards and fell into the icy water. When the lake submerged him, he looked at the back in horror.

He still wants to talk, wants to say, return the girl to me, wants to say, please bury me with her.

Unfortunately, the darkness soon overwhelmed him.

He just died like this, the heart-pounding regret has already wasted his life, hatred and madness accompanied him for the rest of his life, when Ji Tong closed his eyes, he thought he would not be reconciled.

However, when he lost consciousness, the last scene engraved in his mind was the dilapidated thatched hut in the winter wind that year, the starlight leaked in from the roof, and two pairs of star-like eyes were looking at him with a smile,

Tubo walked ashore wet all over, coughed muffledly, looked down, the blood on his chest had already soaked his clothes, and the discolored cotton rope in his hand was soaked in his blood, and was stained with Yanyan again. The color of blood seems to have never experienced wind and rain, never encountered setbacks and vicissitudes.

Tubo felt a little tired, and the trance and emptiness in his heart bent his back, making him unable to stand.

So he found a flat stone and sat down weakly, squinting his eyes, watching the blue figure jump down from mid-air, and arrived in front of him in a blink of an eye.

The cyan figure didn't speak, and his body exuded the chill of freezing to death.

Tubo stretched out his hand to grab the corner of the blue robe, raised his head, and said with a playful smile, "Don't be angry, I'm paying attention, I didn't hurt a vital part, you see I'm alive and kicking."

His injury looked like he had been stabbed in the heart, which was very serious, but Tubo was not stupid, but relying on the precise control of the body of a martial arts practitioner, when he did it to himself, he avoided the vital point and did not really hurt him. hurt the atrium.

Without saying a word, Qianfan took off his clothes and put them on him, then turned around and was about to leave. Tubo hurriedly grabbed his hand, stood up, and said, "Okay, okay, I will never hurt myself in the future, I swear Yet."

Qian Fan pursed his lower lip tightly, holding back something, took a deep breath after a while, pulled Tubo into his arms, and said the first dirty word in his life, "You bastard."

Tubo grinned and wanted to say something, but his face suddenly turned pale. The sharp pain in his chest wiped out the clarity in his eyes, his pupils were dilated, and his lips trembled as he leaned against Qianfan's shoulder, without even saying a complete sentence Quan, passed out.