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In an ordinary cave in southern Xinjiang, Yan Hong looked at the woman with sly eyes in her arms with a frosty expression. She just walked back to the cave with the gold bottle in her arms. Jin Ping'er pretended to be unconscious.

Jin Ping'er hugged Yan Hong's neck, didn't avoid Yan Hong's cold gaze, but did not say anything irritating, Yan Hong was silent, Jin Ping'er remained silent, smiling harmlessly, Taking the opportunity to get bored in Yan Hong's arms.

Yan Hong had an urge to throw Jin Ping'er to the ground, but it was more of an anger at herself, she chose to come back, and being angry at Jin Ping'er was just anger from embarrassment, and she knew the best way to deal with Jin Ping'er Just ignoring her, Yan Hong glared at Jin Ping'er fiercely, took a deep breath, walked to the edge of the stone wall and put Jin Ping'er down without saying a word.

Jin Ping'er has been observing Yan Hong's expression, and at this moment, she did not rely on Yan Hong, she leaned on the stone wall and sat obediently, if she really loses her popularity, the loss outweighs the gain.

Jin Ping'er blinked at Yan Hong, her gentle and submissive appearance made Yan Hong get goosebumps, Yan Hong frowned, opened her mouth, but she didn't know how to scold Jin Ping'er, scold her?I don't know what shameless words the rogue Jin Ping'er will say.Yan Hong squatted down, irritatedly broke Jin Ping'er's leg, and inspected it.

The blood has already soaked into Jin Ping'er's trouser legs. It is an excellent wound medicine, but the wound still cracked. How much effort did it take to make the blood flow like this? open?

It was obvious that Jin Ping'er walked away in such a charming manner, as if nothing had happened.

Yan Hong pursed her lips, with a blank expression on her face, she waved the green spirit stone, the clothes on Jin Ping'er's legs shattered, revealing a blood-soaked white cloth, Yan Hong didn't know how many times she had torn Jin Ping'er's clothes, her forehead With a jump, his chest heaved deeply, cleared his messy thoughts, and started to untie the white cloth on Jin Ping'er's leg.

The wound that had begun to heal was broken again, and the flesh and blood scratched by the monster's sharp claws were opened, ferociously red and swollen, and the surrounding carrion was slightly yellowed, Yan Hong's face became a little ugly, and the green spirit stone was transformed into a small knife, Two fingers brushed against the blade, and the emerald green knife glowed with a cold green light, Yan Hong frowned, raised her head, looked at Jin Ping'er and said: "It will hurt, bear with it."

Jin Ping'er nodded and didn't care, seeing Yan Hong sticking the blade on the rotten flesh, the cold sharp blade was cool on the hot wound, but Yan Hong's sharp cut made Jin Ping'er fall down Take a breath, this kind of meat cutting that has been foreshadowed really hurts!

That kind of heart-shrinking feeling, slightly spicy, grabs the heart.

Different from the masochistic self-reminder, Jin Ping'er stared at Yan Hong without snoring, not wanting to distract Yan Hong, she had suffered numerous injuries over the years, this level of injury is nothing, but because of Yan Hong's focused eyebrows and eyes, Jin Ping'er Holding her breath, as if the wound shouldn't have appeared on her body, Yan Hong raised the knife without any hesitation, but the movement of wiping was gentle, careful not to let the wound have any unnecessary pain, Jin Ping'er also forgot the pain, Looking at Yan Hong without blinking, she unconsciously moved closer and closer.

Naturally, Yan Hong didn't notice it, and quickly removed the carrion, applied the medicine, and neatly bandaged her hands and feet. When she breathed a sigh of relief and raised her head, her forehead felt hot, the fragrance was overwhelming, and her beautiful neckline was reflected in her eyes. Er was also stunned, recovering from a lost soul, Ben had already stopped approaching, not wanting to anger Yan Hong because of this, but Yan Hong would suddenly raise his head.

Yan Hong backed away like an electric shock, and stared at Jin Ping'er condescendingly: "You! Shameless!"

Jin Ping'er flicked her lips, the feeling of kissing the forehead was still on her lips, Yan Hong looked at her viciously, her eyes rolled and said aggrievedly: "You bumped into it yourself, oops, don't stare, it's a big deal to let Come back with your kiss."

Shameless!Yan Hong laughed back in anger, the smile on her lips was condensed, she snorted coldly and whispered: "Hmph, you have a good idea, rascal."

Turning around and walking towards the entrance of the cave, she didn't want to argue with Jin Ping'er, and was grabbed by the corner of her clothes again, turning around and seeing Jin Ping'er holding her back, Yan Hong's heart skipped a beat, she didn't know what would be unexpected, for Jin Ping'er Son, Yan Hong was at a loss.

Dazed to the point of being at a loss, she was covered by Yan Hong's calm eyebrows.

Seeing Yan Hong turn around, Jin Ping'er unconsciously grabbed the hem of her clothes, not wanting to see Yan Hong's back that might go away, pursed her lips, Jin Ping'er said softly: "Don't leave me alone , at least for now."

Jin Ping'er knew in her heart that if Yan Hong was more ruthless and walked decisively, she would definitely not be able to keep her in her current situation, she could only show weakness, and who said that serious eyebrows were just tricks?

Scheming, scheming, Jin Ping'er tore down the wall of her heart, blatantly scheming, just to win the heart of one person, one person of one heart.

Yan Hong was silent, her eyes fell on Jin Ping'er's fist that was pinched at the corner of her clothes, she could brush away that slender hand with a little force, the grip was not tight, but Jin Ping'er's eyes were deep, she did not want to let her go It was so obvious again.

Jin Ping'er said, Yan Hong, I'm in love with you.

Yan Hong pulled back the corner of her clothes expressionlessly, and when Jin Ping'er's pretty face changed color slightly, she said calmly, "I'm just going to the river valley, I'm not leaving, it's just now."

After finishing speaking, the cyan clothes turned around and walked out of the cave.

Jin Ping'er looked at Yan Hong's back, and couldn't help but bend the corners of her lips. Yan Hong's attitude was very cold, but it didn't affect Jin Ping'er's bright mood at all. After recovering from the injury, Yan Hong wanted to leave, and it was up to her to answer Yes.

Jin Ping'er happily took out a purple shirt and put it on her bare and exposed legs. She was not in a hurry to treat her internal injuries, she curled her hair, thinking about it, her eyes fluttered, looking forward to express emotion.

The boring stone cave has a touch of gorgeous color, she is the only one, she is very romantic, the little raccoon is shaking her big tail, her eyes are rolling around, seeing Jin Ping'er's pensive appearance, she is shivering, with hair all over her body, from head to tail With a shake and a low howl, she ran out in a hurry to find Yan Hong, Jin Ping'er caught a glimpse of the little raccoon, changed her mind, and looked away in disgust.

That fiery little figure looks like Jin Ping'er is some kind of scourge, afraid of being eaten by her.

The scorching sun is in the sky, and in the deep mountains of southern Xinjiang, there are many trees, and the scorching sun is also softened by the green shade. Yanhong sits on the rock by the side of the valley, gently stirring the gurgling stream with bare hands, and the cool feeling kisses the skin, refreshing, and the wind in the forest Accompanied by the chirping of birds and the sound of running beasts, stepping on the dusty ground, Yan Hong wiped her hands, and the little raccoon ran into Yan Hong's arms, lying on the soft knees, Yan Hong Gently stroking the little raccoon's comfortable fur, the little raccoon closed his eyes in enjoyment, Feier stood on the top of the tree, his small eyes reflected the demure person by the stream.

The mountains and forests are peaceful and the time is quiet.

Yan Hong's fingertips inadvertently fiddled with the little raccoon's ears, and the chaotic heart lake gradually calmed down, and the turbulent waves subsided, but there were still some ripples on the lake surface, circle after circle.

Just because of the cool stone cave in the forest.

That woman who cannot be ignored.

From the first meeting in the swamp of death, she was an impressive woman, with a frown and a smile, she was coquettish, eloquent, eloquent, full of crises, and she was trying to provoke herself, so shameless!Seeing each other again, crossing the strict and unique security line of Fenxiang Valley, breaking into the valley alone, imprisoning the disciples of the valley's master, pretending to be himself, is really daring!

At the beginning of the intersection, the entanglement along the way, the battle of wits and courage, Jin Ping'er is resolute, clever and cunning, with superb cultivation, even the enemy can't help but have a little appreciation.

She is gorgeous in goose yellow, a beautiful snake and scorpion, who knows people's hearts, knows tricks, is good at using drugs, is charming with illusions, and behaves extravagantly. She doesn't have the restraint of a daughter at all, and she will always easily stir up other people's anger. She is really an out-and-out the witch.

It's just that bloody demon girl who is arming herself with viciousness.

The night in southern Xinjiang is cold, the moonlight cliffs, under the beauty, hides a lonely soul, the image of Jin Ping'er piercing the wound with her fingertips like self-mutilation is lingering in her mind for some reason.

In the den of tigers and wolves, maybe she has been reminding herself with pain that she should take every step she can.

Surviving is Jin Ping'er's only belief, so she is ruthless, she is vicious, Qilidong witnessed the massacre of Miao women and children by the Li people, Jin Ping'er stood by and stood by, and even prevented herself from saving others, but the hand that covered her eyes was severely beaten by herself. The biting hand trembles visibly, is it really just pain?

Knowing Jin Ping'er's past, Yan Hong couldn't answer, what she thought was that Jin Ping'er was notorious in Jianghu, but she was not charged with indiscriminate killing.

The little raccoon's ears trembled under Yan Hong's fingertips. Beasts always express their intimacy in this way. Yan Hong was fascinated, and the wind was very light, wrinkling someone's eyes, feeling pity.

'I will turn sympathy and pity into love. '

The brook lapped against the shore, and the waves and flowers suddenly appeared, Yanhong's heart trembled, looking at the water, the eyes were full of pictures, she couldn't help it, thinking of the journey from Fenxiang Valley to Southern Xinjiang, Jin Ping'er had never He tortured himself even the slightest bit, and even rescued him several times.

'Yan Hong, I want to get your heart. '

With the domineering words, whoever picked the eyebrows, Yan Hong frowned, and sighed again, but it was annihilated by her slightly biting lips.

Yan Hong had never thought of provoking Jin Ping'er, how horrified would it be to be confessed so directly by a woman, and also to be an opponent who has been fighting all the time?Yan Hong's world is very simple, those few people who care about her and An Ran's life, that's all.

Yan Hong murmured: "Little raccoon, let's go back to the valley when she recovers from her injuries. It's been a while."

How to deal with Jin Ping'er seems to have an answer.

Little raccoon raised his hand to lick Yan Hong's chin, and looked at the absent-minded eyes suspiciously, Jin Ping'er had already occupied most of his thoughts, but the slightest traces were blocked outside the heart wall named 'indifferent'.

The fingertips changed a few times, pumped a few times, and sank into the water without a sound. After a while, a big fish floated up on the surface of the water. Yan Hong turned his hands into claws and sucked it, and the fish flew up, dripping with water and slipping. Liuliu, the little raccoon in his arms jumped up and bit the fish, Yan Hong patted the little raccoon's head in praise, led it, and walked back.

When Yan Hong just stepped into the quiet cave, she was attracted by a dainty flower in the humble cave, her cunning faded away, and the golden bottle with a simple smile trembled like morning flowers with dew, and opened slightly. .

"You're back, it's been a long time."

"Ah."

A word that could be called a complaint, Jin Ping'er just said it so simply, Yan Hong answered a sound very naturally, a single syllable, it was indifferent, maybe it was an unintentional comfort.

Jin Ping'er closed her eyes and meditated while Yan Hong handled the ingredients.

When the injury is healed, people can go away, but can the heart really go away?

The author has something to say:

Author: Sister Hong, do you and Xiao Ping'er want to have a fancy show if you are not together?What's the matter with the old couple's sense of sight o(╯□╰)o

Your model should be to love each other and kill each other!

Jin Ping'er: Hmm~ Hong'er and I won't be separated no matter how much we quarrel, so go ahead and be jealous.

Author: ~~~~(>_<)~~~~ woo woo

Happy New Years Eve everyone~~~