I advise madmen to be good people

Logically speaking, this is not the first time I see Ming Yi vomiting blood, and I should get used to it.

Maybe this is another deliberate trick on his part, or he is going to attract some potential enemies again, or maybe, he is still suspicious of me, this is just one more temptation to me, I just need to be honest and watch from the sidelines That's fine.

But sometimes, people can't be so rational.

When I saw his blood-stained lapel, staggering and about to fall to the ground, I didn't have time to think about it, and rushed to the shore directly from the water, and supported him.

When I got closer, I realized that the whiteness of his face was not the creamy whiteness, but the inhuman whiteness, just like when I saw him by the stream that day, he was obviously seriously injured. not healed.

"You took the elixir to support yourself today, but you didn't fully recover at all, did you?" I frowned and asked him.

Ming Yi smiled weakly at me.

"you guess?"

Guess what! Guess!

It's this time, and I still have to save face and suffer.

I glared at him, and stretched out my hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth with my sleeve, but when I raised my hand, I suddenly remembered that I came out of the water too quickly, and it seemed that I didn't have time to put on my clothes.

Time seemed to be at this second.

I froze there, speechless asking the sky.

Why do you always let me encounter such embarrassing scenes?

The cool night wind blew over, and I shivered involuntarily from the cold.

Just when I was thinking about whether to pretend nothing happened and get my own clothes to put on, Ming Yixin had already untied his belt, and wrapped me under the bloody scarlet robe.

"do not move."

He whispered in my ear, his breath was cold like blue.

"This seat is exhausted, let me rest for a while."

My waist was held tightly by him, and my heart was almost in contact with him. I couldn't move at all, so I had to give up struggling.

Forget it, he is a man anyway, not to mention he is so beautiful, we are not at a disadvantage.

I let him hug me, and felt my body, which was blown by the wind, gradually warm up. Ming Yixin closed his eyes slightly, didn't speak, and didn't know what he was thinking.

When he was so quiet, he completely lost the sharp and cold arrogance he had before. His black hair was scattered on his shoulders like flowing clouds, his brows and eyes were soft and relaxed, and he had a fragile, weak, pitiful and lovely atmosphere.

I was very hopeless and fascinated.

It's nothing more than a fairy descending to earth... "Does it look good?" He said suddenly, which surprised me unexpectedly.

"looks good."

I met his half-smiling eyes and tried to stay calm.

"Why don't I look at you? This is a kind of appreciation for your appearance. You should be happy."

Ming Yixin was really happy.

"Oh? Since that's the case, then I have to thank you for your appreciation."

Hearing this sentence, I instinctively felt bad.

Isn't he going to make some mess again?

It turns out that my hunch was right.

When he asked me to show him which room I chose to live in, he naturally lay down on the bed I made.

"Since you like to look at my face so much, I will live with you in the future, so that you can see enough at any time."

No, brother, I also like to look at the artwork in the museum, but that doesn't mean I have to carry it back and hide it in the bed.

I have been sleeping alone since I was a child, and suddenly there is another person, and I really can't accept it for a while.

But I can't invite him out, this house belongs to others, let alone a bed?

"Sovereign, I have received your wish, but..." I held back for a while, and finally found a reason.

"I don't sleep honestly at night. I like to kick the quilt and talk in my sleep. It will disturb the suzerain's rest and affect your recovery. How bad it is."

"That's a coincidence."

Ming Yixin leaned lazily on the brocade pillow, and said with a smile on his lips: "I neither kick the quilt nor like to talk in sleep, and it complements you perfectly."

What kind of complementarity is this!

"It's not a woman, what are you doing so coyly?" He said again: "Could it be possible, are you afraid that I will eat you?"

I am not afraid that you will eat me, I am afraid that you will go crazy in the middle of the night and strangle me with a rope.

Of course, I dare not say this, what if I provide him with ideas?

Forget it, go all out!

I wrapped up my pajamas tightly, strode over, and lay down on the bed like a hero.

"oops."

It seemed to be pressed on something, and it hurt my back.

"A sword?" Ming Yixin took a step ahead and took it away before I had time to look at it.

"I almost forgot, I found this in the house where I live in the outer gate." I said, "I probably brought it to Yuan Hezong from home, maybe there are clues about my life experience there."

Ming Yixin's fingers picked up the intricately entangled cloth belt on the sword body, and with a light pull, the knots that could not be untied in my hand immediately scattered and slid down to the bottom, revealing the true appearance of the sword .

Simple and elegant, the sword is slender, with a few green gemstones embedded in the outer sheath, which glows with brilliance under the illumination of the lights. The overall look is low-key and luxurious, not ordinary.

"This sword..." Ming Yixin frowned slightly, looked at it thoughtfully for a while, and then drew the sword out of its sheath with a "clang".

Thin and flexible, bright and shiny, with extremely smooth lines, even a layman like me who doesn't understand weapons can blurt out praise.

"Good sword!"

"It is indeed a good sword."

Ming Yixin nodded slightly, then turned to look at me meaningfully.

"This is the masterpiece of Cang Yunzi, a master swordsmith a hundred years ago. Its name is Ruoshui, and it ranks second in the list of famous swords. Hero, unfortunately, he was robbed by the leader of the Demon Cult later, I never thought it would be in your hands now."

what?

Is the origin of this sword so big!

My pupils froze instantly.

To possess such a famous sword, how could the original Song Zishan be as simple as a small trick of the devil?

It seems that the guess that I have been unwilling to admit in my heart has finally been confirmed. Yes, I am the big villain of the Demon Sect... "So you are a traitor to the Demon Sect." Ming Yi Xin suddenly said: "I stole your leader's treasure and ran to Yuan Hezong to avoid disaster."