Don't Forget Everything

Yuzhou and Da Xishan left the control of Wuwangzhai in Biancheng, and without the supervision of Qin Tang and Chifengying, Wei Chuyue and Han Muchuan even defeated Han Chongwen and tied him up, but in Yuantao and Xuanjian Villa's land On the surface, they have almost nowhere to hide.

Han Chongwen should be able to return to Xuanjian Villa tonight, and tomorrow morning at the latest, the people from Xuanjian Villa will go down the mountain to look for him.

Baique's Biyun Tower is more than a hundred miles away from here, and it takes at least a day and a night to get there. Both Wei Chuyue and Han Muchuan were injured, and Han Chongwen was seriously injured. kill.

"How about now? Take him, we can't go far." Han Muchuan sealed several big acupuncture points on Han Chongwen's body, first stopped the bleeding, and at the same time sealed his Qi meridian, temporarily abolished his martial arts, and let him Unable to condense gas to run internal force.

Wei Chuyue stood up tremblingly, holding his sword as a crutch, and slowly let out a long sigh of relief. There was a sharp pain in his chest, and the pain caused him to cough again before he could answer Han Muchuan's words: "Cough, cough, cough..."

Han Muchuan hurriedly went to support Wei Chuyue, looked at him with a pale face, and his heart ached unbearably: "Does it hurt? Hey... I shouldn't have promised you."

Han Muchuan originally strictly opposed Wei Chuyue's plan to fight against Han Chongwen alone, it was too dangerous and had no chance of winning, but Wei Chuyue was not something Han Muchuan could stop, and Han Muchuan choked speechlessly with the words "Aren't you still here?" can be said.

Wei Chuyue himself understands the danger better than Han Muchuan, and he cherishes his life more than anyone else. He has never put himself in danger in these years, and it is the same when dealing with Han Chongwen today. Mind, no matter how strong the Fudo Mountain Sword is, it is just a person with a sword. In Wei Chuyue's eyes, he is also a mortal person with a sword that can be broken.

"Ahem, you're the one who always says I'm not focused enough, and can't give up life and death and focus on the sword. It's rare to have such an opportunity to fight Fudoshan Jianhan Chongwen. You seem to be hiding behind you? What's the point?"

"I... just afraid that you are like this now."

"what?"

"Injuried."

Wei Chuyue smiled, inexplicably feeling a little guilty: "Aren't I okay?"

"What if I can't stop that sword just now?" Han Muchuan's gaze was fixed on the bloody hole on Wei Chuyue's shoulder. Wei Chuyue covered the wound by himself, but the blood still oozed out from his fingertips little by little. Han Muchuan's eyes were full of distress, as if the sword had pierced his heart.

Wei Chuyue panicked even more. He clearly sealed the acupuncture points around the wound. The blood should have stopped, but it is still oozing now. The injury may be more serious than he imagined, but the pain can no longer be worse. Wei Chuyue has already been in pain. , almost getting used to it.

"I'm really fine." Wei Chuyue couldn't move his left arm, so he could only temporarily let go of the wound on his shoulder, took out a porcelain bottle from his bosom, bit off the cork and handed it to Han Muchuan, "Yes."

Han Muchuan stretched out his hand and spread out his palms, Wei Chuyue poured out a few pills for him: "I made my own medicine for internal injuries, one for each person."

Han Muchuan stretched out his hand and gave Wei Chuyue a medicine first: "I regret it so much, you will still stay in the Wuwangzhai from now on, let others do this kind of thing, or I will do it."

Wei Chuyue swallowed the medicine, and a feeling of coolness entered his stomach. The burning pain in his chest finally eased a little, and he said, "You can't do such a thing."

"There is no next time." Han Muchuan decisively ended this conversation. There is no next time. He said it to Wei Chuyue and himself.If he was the one who fought with Han Chongwen first, even if he couldn't win immediately, at least he could completely restrain Han Chongwen's sword. Wei Chuyue just waited for the opportunity to strike, the three needles would not fall, and Wei Chuyue would not be injured.

Wei Chuyue also knew this, today he was self-willed, and Han Muchuan was also injured. For so many years, except for Wei Chuyue's sword, no one can injure the best sword in the world, not even Han Chongwen.Seeing that Han Muchuan was injured trying to save him, Wei Chuyue was also afraid.

But now is not the time to talk, Wei Chuyue didn't hesitate anymore, and led the horse: "Let's go."

"Where are you going?" Han Muchuan carried Han Chongwen onto the horse.

"Daxi Mountain, Xuanjian Villa."

"You... what did you say? Where are you going?!"

"Xuanjian Villa." Wei Chuyue smiled softly, "You heard me right, it is Xuanjian Villa."

"But... this..." Han Muchuan couldn't understand at all.

Wei Chuyue was seriously injured, and it was very difficult to get on the horse. Han Muchuan quickly supported Wei Chuyue: "Can you ride a horse?"

"Don't worry, we're not far away."

"Are you really going to Xuanjian Villa? Are you afraid that Han Chongwen's personal disciple will come and kill us with a sword? You are seriously injured now, and you can no longer use force with others. I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you."

Wei Chuyue laughed: "We are going to Daxi Mountain, we are going to Xuanjian Villa, but we don't want to go in, bypass the mountain gate and go to the back mountain. But to avoid Xuanjian Villa's sentry at the foot of the mountain, we still have to Be careful."

Han Muchuan looked at Wei Chuyue and still didn't quite understand what he meant.

"Han Muchuan, it's dark under the lights, have you heard of it?"

Han Muchuan suddenly realized that it was so.Han Chongwen disappeared suddenly, and Xuanjian Villa must send someone to look for it. Something happened to Han Chongwen before he returned to Daxi Mountain, so they never thought of going back to search Daxi Mountain.

Daxi Mountain is not small. Xuanjian Villa is located on the mountainside in the north of the mountain. There are fruit forests, farmland and medicine fields in the back mountain. Most of the time, Xuanjian Villa can be self-sufficient.

There are several farmhouses and warehouses in the fruit forest, which are just now being requisitioned by Wei Chuyue.

However, they are hiding here and cannot disturb people, so they cannot light fires and lamps, and can only rely on the fruits of the forest for food.

"Fortunately, there are two pancakes in the package." Han Muchuan held the food in front of Wei Chuyue.

"Han Muchuan, I want to change clothes."

"Okay, just wait for me."

Seeing Han Muchuan go out again, Wei Chuyue couldn't help wondering, didn't they bring all their baggage in?The change of clothes is inside.Wei Chuyue was just in so much pain that he was too lazy to move.Where is Han Muchuan going?

Wei Chuyue was breathing heavily. He hadn't been hurt like this for many, many years. He was really spoiled for a long time, and he was full of laziness.He moved slowly, and took off his outer robe bit by bit, but his left arm hurt so badly, it felt as if the wound would burst open with a light touch.

"Didn't I ask you to wait for me?" Han Muchuan saw Wei Chuyue's coat was half off, and his head was covered with sweat.

Han Muchuan went out and fetched a bucket of well water to wash Wei Chuyue's wounds.

Han Muchuan told Wei Chuyue not to move, and took off his robe for him: "The well water is too cold, bear with it."

"Ah."

The injury on Wei Chuyue's shoulder was more serious than Han Muchuan thought. Han Chongwen's sword didn't penetrate his shoulder, but it still broke the two bones below his shoulder. The internal force pierced through with the sword edge, shattering his flesh and bones, but it didn't hurt. Well!

Han Muchuan looked at Wei Chuyue's wound, couldn't control his trembling hands, couldn't help but glanced at the unconscious Han Chongwen in the corner, he really wanted to kill Han Chongwen immediately.

"I'm sorry." Wei Chuyue said suddenly, "I'm sorry, you were injured as well. I'm sorry, there will be no next time."

"What are you talking about..."

"I'm sorry." Wei Chuyue interrupted Han Muchuan, and said, "You feel sorry for my injury, why don't I, especially because of me, no, not for anyone. I regret it, there will be no next time."

Han Muchuan looked at him, heaved a sigh of relief, carefully cleaned Wei Chuyue's wound, applied the wound medicine, and bandaged it up, but even though Han Muchuan was extremely careful, Wei Chuyue's face turned pale from the pain and couldn't help trembling slightly.

Han Muchuan wrapped his arms around him, hugged him gently, and protected him tightly.

Wei Chuyue quietly reached out and touched Han Muchuan's pulse gate to check his pulse. Wei Chuyue reminded him all the way to be in fear. He didn't know the extent of Han Muchuan's injury, until now, after touching it himself, he was relieved.

Han Muchuan was injured by Han Chongwen's internal force. After taking Wei Chuyue's medicine, it has been relieved a lot. It is not too serious. If he can take good care of him and rest, he should recover in two months.

"You must not fight with others these few days." Wei Chuyue raised his eyes to look at the person close at hand, and frowned. He really regretted it, so what if Han Chongwen was let go?So what if the missing Sui Gong couldn't be found?What does it matter if the person behind the scenes is Yuan Tao or Guo Mengying?Why is it worth letting Han Muchuan take the risk? !He has been so many idlers, and it doesn't matter whether his swordsmanship is good or not. Why did he want to fight with Han Chongwen himself? !

"I'm fine. This injury is nothing." Han Muchuan pressed Wei Chuyue's forehead, and said softly, "Your medicine is very effective."

"My fault."

Han Muchuan stretched out his hand to stroke Wei Chuyue's messy hair. Why did Wei Chuyue insist on fighting Han Chongwen alone? Han Muchuan couldn't understand in his heart that no swordsman in the world should miss such an opportunity, let alone Wei Chuyue's swordsmanship was taught by him Han Muchuan knows how much Wei Chuyue cares about Han Muchuan's vision and how much he wants to make him proud, just like when Wei Chuyue wanted to climb the sky just because of a word from others.At that time Han Muchuan called him stupid, today Han Muchuan still thinks he is wrong.But when Wei Chuyue admitted his mistake, Han Muchuan felt sour, bitter and salty in his heart. He couldn't tell what it was like, and his heart ached even more.

"...I'm sorry." Han Muchuan didn't know what to say, he only said sorry.

Wei Chuyue looked up into Han Muchuan's eyes, drowned in his pity, and smiled lightly: "Can you stop saying sorry in the future? I want to hear something else."

"...Okay, I won't talk about it in the future."

It was cold at night and the wind was strong in the mountains, and it was still freezing in the house with the windows and doors closed.

Wei Chuyue was afraid that Han Chongwen would freeze to death due to serious injuries, so he covered Li Han Chongwen with the only quilt, and snuggled into Han Muchuan's arms to keep warm.

Wei Chuyue woke up after sleeping for two hours, it was midnight.He woke up Han Muchuan with a slight movement: "The wound hurts?"

Wei Chuyue shook his head: "No, just woke up."

"Sleep a little longer."

"Ah."

Han Muchuan laughed silently in the dark, and suddenly felt that Wei Chuyue's injury was not entirely a bad thing, especially because he was as cute as a cat, which was not bad at all.

"why are you laughing?"

"How do you know I'm smiling?"

"Just know."

Han Muchuan couldn't say no to Wei Chuyue, so he changed the subject and asked, "What are your plans for the future? Han Chongwen may not be able to tell the truth."

"Well, I know. So then we just wait. Han Chongwen is missing, whoever is in a hurry has a ghost."