My brother is so strong, I am also disappointed

Song Mingguang took the broken jade and really let us go. I carried Xia Yu on my back, and Twelve supported me. We walked out of the compound of Jibi, down the long mountain road of Cuishan Bieyuan, until we came out The side doors are unobstructed.

Mo Yuanshan and Fang Qingyu were at the door together, they were arguing, or rather, Fang Qingyu was unilaterally scolding Mo Yuanshan, Mo Yuanshan was not angry when he lowered his eyebrows and rubbed his nose, quietly let him scold .

Seeing us going down the mountain, Fang Qingyu stopped paying attention to Mo Yuanshan, turned her eyes to us, and said eagerly and joyfully, "Is Yiyang okay?!"

I didn't know if Xia Yu was okay, so I could only shake my head and say that he was still alive.

Mo Yuanshan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief after hearing this: "Since it's done, I'll take my leave and see you again." After saying that, he didn't stay any longer, and quickly disappeared in front of our eyes stepping on the tiled roof of the courtyard wall.

The carriage on the return journey did not enter the mountain again. After the discussion, we headed north again to the Golden Plum Altar of Thousand Snows.

Twelve was driving outside, and Fang Qingyu took Xia Yu's pulse, saying that his life was safe, but the internal force in his meridians was too strong but extremely unstable, and his internal organs were injured due to random conflicts, perhaps because of an old illness, but Xia Yu has always been He refuses to say, if this continues, his meridians are likely to be completely ruptured, and he will be destroyed even if he does not die.

I thought about it, Xia Yu can now use a sword to chop Song Mingguang's internal strength, and he has been facing him head-on for so long. Such a big improvement can be achieved in a short period of time. Last year when he played Twelve in Meixi, he was definitely not as strong. I did not retrain my internal strength so quickly!

I looked down at Xia Yu who was pillowed on my lap, and he looked gentler when he was asleep.I suddenly felt very sad, very sad, and wanted to hit someone, but I didn't know whether to hit him or myself.

Fang Qingyu was still trying to give him an injection to calm his breath, so I wiped off the blood on Xia Yu's face with water on my sleeve, but I didn't expect to wipe off a layer of putty. How long has this man not washed his face?

After I wiped his face clean, his complexion still looked two times darker than mine.I lay in my room for several months and hardly ever went out, while he has been running around without stopping. Now that we are standing together, I am afraid that no one will be mistaken again.

I couldn't help but reach out and poke Xia Yu's eyebrows again. He fainted, and his brows were wrinkled into such a deep furrow, but he couldn't smooth it out after several pokes.

Fang Qingyu saw it, and angrily slapped my hand away, telling me to be honest and not to poke him into anything wrong again.

I just had nothing to do and started to think wildly, will we win or lose this battle today?Is it win?Xia Yu is now in front of me, without turning into a meaningless sacrifice, our goal has been achieved; but Situ Qi died, those craftsmen died, and we couldn't escape from Song Mingguang's palm from beginning to end, did we at the same time Also crushed?Or no matter the outcome, only the blood shed is real, if Song Mingguang doesn't intend to let us go today...

Suddenly Fang Qingyu slapped me on the head mercilessly and woke me up, yelling at me: "I finally rescued Yi Yang and you want to strangle him to death?!"

It was only then that I realized that the more I thought about it, the more afraid I became, and the hand holding Xia Yu's shoulder unconsciously tightened, just... really strangled his neck.

I quickly let go, or else I'll pick him up?

Fang Qingyu said Gun Gun Gun, I am annoyed when I see you, and I am annoyed when I see your brother, and it is even more annoying when you two brothers get together - how can I give the needle if you hold him?

When I reunited with Fang Qingyu this time, I felt that his previous image had completely collapsed. He didn't even try to save face, and his true nature was exposed. He just opened his mouth to hate me and Xia Yu. Did he agree to like my brother?Is there no distinction between the enemy and the enemy?

Alas, but he is a doctor, he is good-looking, and he is right.Xia Yu couldn't get out, so I immediately got out of the car obediently, and found a place next to Twelve to curl up in a ball and grieve alone.