[Comprehensive + Sword III] A master outside the world

The light in the room was not very good, it looked a bit dim, Xie Xingshu pushed aside the tight curtain, walked into the back room lightly, and saw the young man lying quietly on the bed, sleeping deeply.

The young man's complexion was pale, and he was restless in his sleep. He seemed to be in severe pain. He kept shaking his head from side to side, but there was always a faint smile on his lips, which was extremely soft, as if no matter what Do not despair of fate.

Xie Xingshu watched him quietly, and the round outlines could be vaguely seen in the young man's eyes. She thought, these eyes should be extremely moving when opened, clear, firm, pure, and all the haze faded away, leaving only the shining brilliant light.

Carefully inspecting Mu Xuanying's physical condition, Xie Xingshu lightly tucked him in the quilt, stood aside and meditated, Sanyang Juemai is a disease brought about by beating the mother's womb, the natural meridians are blocked, so there is no solution, Because if you want to cure it, you must interrupt and reorganize the meridians of the human body. Let alone the pain, the danger is also unknown.

Washing the marrow meridians and reborn are all wonderful ideas that only appear in the storybooks. In the ordinary real world, no matter how superb the medical skills are, no one can touch that mysterious realm.

Xie Xingshu patted her head, always feeling that she had forgotten something very important, as if a fleeting thought was not left in time, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

She was so engrossed in her thoughts that she didn't notice the trembling and slender eyelashes of the sleeping person on the bed, and opened her eyes silently.

The eyes were exactly as Xie Xingshu had imagined, the round cat eyes were big and energetic, probably because they had just woken up, they squinted slightly trying to get rid of the thin layer of hazy water mist.

Seeing that there was another person beside the bed, the young man was a little confused at first, but after seeing clearly the appearance of the Wanhua woman standing quietly in front of the bed, surprise appeared in Mu Xuanying's eyes, and then slowly, uncontrollably raised a big smile.

"Okay, cough...Sister Xingshu..." His voice was hoarse as he hadn't used it for a long time, but it didn't hurt his joy at all, and he even wanted to straighten up desperately and say something to the person in front of him.

Xie Xingshu's dangling thoughts were instantly pulled back by the voice next to his ear, and he didn't have time to think more, so he hurriedly stopped his movements, making him obediently stop moving.

But the boy's unusually familiar call still made her extremely concerned.

"You...recognize me?"

She asked a little cautiously.

Mu Xuanying was also taken aback, as if she didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence, "...huh?"

"I mean..." Xie Xingshu considered how to make him hear more clearly, and even moved slightly closer to let him see clearly, "Have we met before?"

"Of course..." The young man looked dazed, and honestly told the information he knew, "When you came to Daoxiang Village, you don't remember anything. You had a good time with me and brother Yu Xiaoyue..."

Thinking about it, it was a happy thing. There was a warm smile on the boy's lips, but he soon remembered something, and his mood gradually became depressed, "It's just that it changed later..."

"Daoxiang Village..." Xie Xingshu muttered the name, and an incredible and bold guess gradually emerged in his heart.

"Daoxiang Village... rag doll, hero's tomb?"

"You remembered!" Mu Xuanying looked at her with bright eyes. Since the catastrophe, there are not many people left in Daoxiang Village, and each of them is an existence that he cherishes extremely.

"You mean..." Xie Xingshu tried to recall what he knew, "I brought Kong Mingjue to the village, and I don't remember anything. The village chief took me in, and then I lived in the village for a while, and then went to Learn from a teacher..."

"Yes, that's right." Mu Xuanying couldn't help nodding, she seemed very happy to be able to help her remember the past.

Xie Xingshu didn't know what to say for a moment. Strictly speaking, it wasn't that she suddenly remembered it, but she knew it all along, but from the perspective of a bystander.

Not necessarily, she gently rubbed the fluffy hair, and lowered her head to see the boy's gradually clear lines, strangely, although she had never participated in those days, she seemed to remember their appearance clearly.

She remembered that when she entered Daoxiang Village, there should be a small thatched house where Master Liu Dahai would greet those who strayed into the village. See people in the village.

Mu Xuanying giggled when he heard this, it had been a long time since anyone had mentioned this to him.

Ever since those bandits slaughtered the village, he and Brother Yu have been living in the rivers and lakes. Because they are young and inconvenient, they will always be bullied.

Brother Yu is not in good health, and sometimes he will get sick, which is a bit scary, but he is not afraid, because he knows that Brother Yu will never hurt him, but...he is like this, Brother Yu will probably be angry when he sees him, and he will teach him a lesson , but he took away the cheats, those people should stop embarrassing Brother Yu, as long as Brother Yu is doing well, it doesn't matter how he is.

When talking about this, he pretended not to care, but he bent his eyes and comforted him with a smile, "Don't be afraid, he will definitely not kill you."

"I'm not afraid!" Maomao Gululu shook his head, rolling his throat a few times, as if he could swallow the tension in his heart, "Brother Yu...can't beat Maomao..."

The two of them seemed to be in high spirits, talking non-stop, from the hero's tomb to the Jinghu Pavilion, from Grandma Wang's multigrain porridge to Daoxiang cake.

Xie Xingshu was about to cry when he heard it.

Maomao was very happy, and his eyes were shining brightly, telling about his life these years, this difficult but happy life, Xie Xingshu also told him how he learned art from his master in Wanhua Valley, and he was very sorry that he did not meet them earlier.

After a long time, I was worried that Maomao's body would not be able to bear it, so I finally put him to sleep, walked out of the room, Xie Xingshu raised his sleeves to cover the sudden sunlight, and almost couldn't stand still.

For some reason, in her memory, it was clear that those days did not exist, but such sympathetic emotions seemed to be engraved into her bones, and she only needed to touch it lightly, and it was like a gushing spring, which could no longer calm down.

His eyes felt a little uncomfortable, and Xie Xingshu said in a low voice as he pressed the water stains in the corners of his eyes.

[Brother Tong, I... Even if it is difficult, I have to help them, I will try my best to collect energy for you, can you send me back to the high-level plane again...]

The system seemed to hum, Xie Xingshu couldn't hear it clearly, a large shadow suddenly fell in front of her, just covering her, blocking all the sunlight for her.

Tang Wule always likes to smile, whether it's a half-smile sneer or a shallow, slightly gentle smile, the corners of his mouth always have some curvature.

However, seeing the person in front of him cover his eyes with his hand for a long time and couldn't put it down, he was even a little stiff with his arrival, he couldn't smile anymore, his lips were pursed into a flat angle, and the air pressure around him was low, " What's wrong?"

Xie Xingshu really couldn't say anything to him, she couldn't make Tang Wule empathize with her thoughts, and the current state was not suitable for telling a complete story, so she had to slowly put down the covering on her eyes, raised her head to look at the A disciple of the Tang Sect who is much taller than himself.

Before she could figure out how to tell him, Tang Wule was the first to be unable to bear it, and the gloom in her heart dissipated like a broken ball, replaced by another, complicated emotion that couldn't be put into words.

She used one hand to cover those wet and fragile eyes, perhaps even Disciple Wanhua didn't know that there was panic and bewilderment and a shallow plea for help in her eyes.

Tang Wule went to cover her eyes again, asking for help... relying on... Wanhua's disciple, who has always been calm and reserved, actually looked at him like this. Although it was very shallow, so shallow that she probably couldn't even notice it herself, but the young master...he couldn't bear it. live.

The voice of the system sounds extremely hopeless. If the data is okay, he probably wants to smoke a cigarette to numb himself.

[I applied to activate the chat history function, maybe you can check if you have received anything indiscriminately in the higher plane? 】

The author has something to say:

The nine-level evil wind is on my head, and my mentality has collapsed, but the women in my Daoxiang Village will never admit defeat...

Drip—Maximize my out-of-print account card?_?

Then...if I disappear tomorrow...either I'm on vacation...or I'm going to...eat Amway...

Hahaha, cousins ​​are about to have a holiday, aren’t they super happy, I wish you a happy holiday in advance (???_??)?