Cold and warm depend on each other

Hearing vaguely the voices of people behind him, Su Zhe already knew something was wrong, so he walked towards the outside of the Merlin with Xue Wanxiang around him.

"Demon girl! Take this lady's sword!" Lin Shuang'er's yelling and long sword attacked at the same time.

Su Zhe didn't even look at it, he took Xue Wanxiang to his side with one hand, pulled out the saber on his back with the other hand, and hit Lin Shuang'er's long sword with a backhand blow.

The two fight together in Merlin.After all, Lin Shuang'er came from a famous family, so her father taught them the kung fu of the two brothers and sisters. Naturally, he taught them all the kung fu, so although they escaped, their swordsmanship made them look good.But there is one thing, the master of the Xilou Gate is best at double hammers. The war hammers are heavy and domineering, not suitable for women to practice, so he created another set of swordsmanship for her.

This is more or less a taste of being a monk halfway.Lin Shuang'er is young and has an arrogant temperament. The Xiloumen faction has long since spoiled her, so she is not willing to work hard to practice martial arts.

After more than [-] moves in Su Zhe's hands, Lin Shuang'er didn't feel much, but Wu Qiming saw that she was at a disadvantage, and said, "Junior Sister Lin, you can't beat Miss Su, so stop first."

Lin Shuang'er was really pissed off when she heard that her senior brother whom she adored was insulting her, and kept calling her Miss Su.Her swordsmanship changed completely, and she moved to attack the vital points. She shouted: "What Miss Su! Look at her like this, what kind of girl is she? She is clearly a witch!"

Her moves became faster and faster, and some sword moves even attacked Su Zhe's eyes and chest. She struck so fiercely that she almost forgot about her self-proclaimed famous style.Wu Qiming frowned, and shouted in a deep voice, "Stop messing around! Come back soon!"

Lin Shuang'er was forced to take a step back by the long sword, and seeing Su Zhe in the shadow of the sword, she still did not forget to glance at the young woman beside her.

The girl was extremely beautiful, wearing a jasmine-colored brocade dress under a suede cloak with a stand-up collar, gold silk embroidered cloud patterns set off a hibiscus-like face, and her eyes were misty with the fragrance of plum blossoms , his eyes were fixed on Su Zhe's body without blinking.

Lin Shuang'er secretly hated, on the one hand, she saw that the woman was so beautiful that she couldn't even argue, and on the other hand, she heard that her senior brother was still defending them.She sneered and said, "Senior Brother Wu, do you know what they were doing under this tree just now?" When she said this, she stared at the expression on Su Zhe's face, and she clearly saw her face change drastically. Before she could speak, she became even more vicious shouted: "They are kissing! They two women are kissing in broad daylight! You still say she is not a witch!"

Xue Wanxiang turned pale, bit her lip and looked away.Su Zhe was furious, no longer showing mercy with the sword in his hand, swung Lin Shuang'er's long sword away a few times, and attacked her directly.

"Junior Sister, don't talk nonsense!" Wu Qiming was startled, and stepped forward a few steps with his master's weapon in hand, intending to fight them off.

Su Zhe smiled coldly, his eyes were icy cold, and his sword moves flew towards him with frost and snow.Lin Shuang'er couldn't resist at all, the weapon was picked up by Su Zhe, and she didn't know she was afraid until a long sword stabbed in front of her eyes. She shivered a bit, and instinctively called out: "Senior brother!!"

Wu Qiming's warhammer has already grabbed in front of her, blocking Su Zhe's thunderous blow for her!

Lin Shuang'er clutched her chest and stepped aside, watching the two fight nervously.Wu Qiming is 25 years old, seven or eight years older than Su Zhe. It is the time when young men's arm strength is at its peak. The warhammer is his master's weapon. It has been tempered since childhood, and it is very powerful in close combat.Fortunately, his mind is still decent, and he doesn't want to hurt people's lives before the matter is clarified, so all his moves are mainly to trap Su Zhe, and he only wants to exhaust her, and then capture her in one fell swoop.

The two fought back and forth for a long time, Su Zhe knew that his internal strength was not as deep as his, and if it dragged on, he might be broken here.It doesn't matter if she breaks, what about Xue Wanxiang!

Thinking of this, she gritted her teeth, relaxed her defense, her sword moves became nimble and light, and she walked around Wu Qiming with elegant footwork.

The war hammer itself is not as flexible as a long sword. Seeing her hitting faster and faster, Wu Qiming also expected that her internal strength would not continue. He grasped the war hammer and aimed at a gap to sweep the hammer in the direction Su Zhe was about to step into!

Under the plum tree, Xue Wanxiang took a step forward in shock. Lin Shuang'er, who was also watching the battle, thought she was going up to be a helper, and shouted angrily, "What are you doing!" It landed on Xue Wanxiang's shoulder socket.

Xue Wanxiang's body fell flat and hit the trunk of a plum tree. The petals of the tree fell in profusion, enveloping her body in a virtual and real way.

Su Zhe heard her scream, turned around and saw that she was injured, he didn't care about his own flaws, he tiptoed, and flew towards Xue Wanxiang.

Wu Qiming's war hammer was already in the air, but fortunately, he hadn't thought of killing her in the first place, and barely stopped his moves when he was about to drop it.

"Wanxiang!" Su Zhe quickly ran to Xue Wanxiang, and saw her slumped under the tree, her face was like gold paper, and a line of blood was overflowing from the corner of her mouth.

That trace of blood was dazzling, like the fallen red plum blossoms on the tree beside her.

Su Zhe narrowed his eyes slightly, jumped up and raised his sword, and stabbed Lin Shuang'er who was stunned!

"No!" Wu Qiming yelled to save him, but it was already too late!

Lin Shuang'er never expected that Xue Wanxiang had no kung fu at all, as soon as she hit her with a palm, she flew out flat.Although she is unruly and willful, she has never hurt an unarmed person, and she was stunned for a moment, seeing Su Zhe's long sword stabbing towards her, she didn't even know how to dodge it.

That sword pierced a hole in her stomach!

"Hmm!!" Lin Shuang'er yelled in pain, but before she could react, Su Zhe had already pulled out her long sword, staring at her and took a step back.

The blood from the tip of the sword dripped onto the Merlin path, dyed a merciless color.Wu Qiming ran to his junior sister to check the injury, and Lin Shuang'er hugged his arm with cold sweat, and cried, "Senior brother Wu..."

As soon as Wu Qiming heard it, he knew that Su Zhe hadn't killed him.

Although the sword was in a rage, she still avoided the vital parts of her body.

Wu Qiming held Lin Shuang'er's back to support her, and turned to look at Su Zhe.Su Zhe had already walked back to Xue Wanxiang's side, with the blood-dripping long sword on her back, she crossed her hands, protecting Xue Wanxiang in her arms, and walked away.

Lin Shuang'er covered her wound, gritted her teeth and cried, "Senior Brother Wu, kill her for me!"

Wu Qiming had a headache and thought to himself, if you can still cry here, don't you understand that people are being merciful.

Su Zhe was only ten feet away, and his cold voice came against the wind: "Just don't worry about Wanxiang, if there is anything wrong, Miss Lin, don't take your life."

She called her Miss Lin, and politely said words that would kill her.Lin Shuang'er was startled, and suddenly felt cold all over her body. Su Zhe's voice was too cold, she could tell that what Su Zhe said was true.

When the two of them walked away, Lin Shuang'er felt her hands were sticky. She looked down and saw that the blood was flowing on her dress. She was frightened and cried loudly: "Senior brother, senior brother, I'm going to die. Huh, huh. Brother."

Wu Qiming looked at it for a while, and comforted him: "There is no serious injury. I will help you to rest in the temple and apply some golden sore medicine."

Lin Shuang'er just cried, saying that her legs were weak and she couldn't walk.

The implication is that Wu Qiming should also carry her back.

Wu Qiming was annoyed that she had hurt a commoner woman who knew no kung fu, and when she saw that she was going to make trouble for no reason, he said coldly: "If you don't bandage for a while, the blood will bleed out, and you can't help but die."

Lin Shuang'er was so frightened that the blood on her face faded, she covered her wound sobbingly, and followed Wu Qiming to the temple.

Pingyun Temple is full of incense. In addition to the temple and Buddhist hall, several guest houses and rooms are also built to facilitate pilgrims from afar to rest.

Su Zhe ran all the way to the temple with Xue Wanxiang in his arms. Seeing her running back with her arms crossed, the practicing monk guessed that she was sick or injured, and hurriedly led her to the side room, while calling a little disciple to Please abbot abbot.

Xue Wanxiang was put on the bed by Su Zheping, her eyes were closed tightly, her brows were slightly frowned, and she looked uncomfortable.Su Zhe was fidgeting on the edge of the bed, finally heard the abbot coming, stood up hurriedly, and looked outside the door.

The abbot was very old, he put his palms together when he entered the door, he didn't ask why, he just asked a monk in the temple who is good at medicine to diagnose Xue Wanxiang's pulse.

The monk closed his eyes for a few breaths, and when he opened his eyes, he smiled slightly: "This female layman's trauma has shaken her lungs. Judging from the injury, it should be the hand of a martial artist. Fortunately, the skill is not deep, and the injury is not serious. Wait for the poor monk to make a prescription for the layman, use it for two days, and when the person wakes up, there will be no serious problems."

Su Zhe made up his mind, clasped his hands together and bowed reverently, "Thank you abbot, thank you master."

The abbot nodded with a smile, and there was a gleam of love in his eyes.The great monk wrote the prescription, and said that he would send it to them after mixing the medicinal materials.

Thank you Su Zhe.

The abbot and the great monk went back.

From the beginning to the end, he never asked why he was hurt, nor did he show any intention of asking them to leave because he was afraid they would cause trouble.

Su Zhe sat sideways on the edge of the bed, looked at Xue Wanxiang with her eyes closed on the bed, and sighed long.

"It's been half a year since you met me, and you haven't had a few days to live. Either you are taking care of me, or you were injured. Xue Wanxiang, why is your life so hard?" Su Zhe murmured, laughing at himself : "It's because of being with me that the journey has been so difficult."

The abbot came out of the guest house, and before he reached the treasure hall, he saw a young disciple running in a hurry, saying that another person was injured, it was a traumatic injury, and he was bleeding.

When it was found out that the injured person was also a woman, or came out of the plum grove in the back mountain, the abbot and the great monk who practiced medicine understood a little bit, and asked his disciples to send her to the side room on the other side, and generally went to have a look.

The west building gate was in Jianghu, Wu Qiming took the wound medicine with him, went to the wing room and handed the wound medicine to Lin Shuang'er, then turned around and avoided the door.

Lin Shuang'er received a sword strike, seeing that her senior brother was still lukewarm, sad and wronged, she took medicine and cried once, and fell asleep after a while.

The monk who practiced medicine decocted the medicine, took another porcelain bottle the size of a fist, and asked a young novice to bring it along.The little novice said, the master said, the medicinal soup is taken orally, and it is delivered every day, and the medicinal wine in the porcelain bottle is applied externally, within three or two days, the lay woman should be fine.Su Zhe thanked him, and troubled him to bring a message to the inn in the city, asking the coachman to wait for them for a few days, and he would count the food and lodging for him. The little novice chanted a Buddha's name and agreed to go.

After closing the door, Su Zhe sat behind Xue Wanxiang, helped her up and leaned against him, took a few cups of medicine, stirred it slowly with a spoon, picked up a spoon, and touched it to his lips , Slightly hot.

She waited for a while, guessing that the medicine soup had cooled down a bit, then lowered her eyes, and slowly fed it to Xue Wanxiang's lips.

Xue Wanxiang was in a daze and didn't know much about it.Su Zhe was not in a hurry, and fed him patiently.

The medicinal soup was very bitter, Xue Wanxiang instinctively pursed her lips and walked away, buried her face in Su Zhe's chest, moaning in a low voice, as if she was being coquettish, but also as if she was resisting.

Holding the medicine cup in one hand and the spoon in the other, Su Zhe put his arms around her and coaxed her softly, "Wan Xiang, the wound will stop hurting after using the medicine. Let's take a sip, okay?"

Her voice was slightly hoarse, suppressing distress and discomfort, Xue Wanxiang frowned, her forehead inadvertently rubbed against her lips, cool.

Su Zhe put down the medicine cup, hugged her in his arms, and only held up the spoon to feed her more carefully. A small cup of medicine took a stick of incense to run out.In the end, she took out a silk handkerchief from Xue Wanxiang's sleeve, and wiped off the little bit of medicinal juice left at the corner of her mouth.

After using the medicinal soup, Xue Wanxiang fell into a deeper sleep, her delicate brows were still furrowed, probably the injury was still painful.Su Zhe looked at the bedside for a while, then got up and went to the outside room to freshen up a bit, went to the kitchen and brought back a bucket of hot water, twisted a warm towel, and went back to the inside room to wipe Xue Wanxiang's hands and face.

Everything that Xue Wanxiang had done for her, she did it one by one for Xue Wanxiang, calm and calm, as if they had been together for many years.

After everything was done and the sky gradually dimmed, Su Zhe took a fire book and lit a lamp in the room.Beside the lamp, she saw the porcelain bottle painted with blue patterns, standing silently against the lamp.