The heroine is a scum [Comprehensive Sword III]

Afraid that the doctor would run away and no one would treat her wound, she explained, "I can't take it off, it's stuck in the flesh with the blood."

He snorted, put down the medicinal cloth in his hand, picked up the bamboo tube on the side, handed the wet handkerchief to her, stood up and walked behind her to soak the clothes with water little by little.

"My name is Meng Yan, Meng Chun's Meng, and Yan Ran's Yan." She said.

"Su Yuan said."

"Are you here to find someone?" Meng Yan untied the jade belt around her waist, and took off her coat with a white face, but her tone did not change at all, and her voice was still not trembling.

"No, I just want to do something within my power." He helped Meng Yan take off her obscene clothes, and when he saw the wound on her body, he took a breath of air and shot an arrow through her chest. Come down, all on your own willpower.

"Save people, I understand." Meng Yan took the medicine handed over by Su Yuandao, applied it to the wound, and grinned, "What kind of medicine do you need?"

"Despotic rule." Su Yuandao was not polite, and when he released his hand, it was Meng Yan's scream again.

"This is premeditated murder."

"Heh." Su Yuandao sneered, it was not honest to fall into his hands, and Meng Yan had a good fruit all the way.

After taking the medicine, Meng Yan lay on the ground holding Mingyu to keep warm, scratched Mingyu's chin and told Su Yuandao, "There are not many people in Chang'an, and everyone is gone."

Su Yuandao moved the bonfire to Meng Yan's side, and put Yunluo further away, lest it roast the nuts and cook itself.

Mingyu's throat was gurgling, she closed her eyes and pretended to fall asleep, and listened to the conversation between Meng Yan and Su Yuandao, "Are you still going?"

"I want to save more people." Su Yuandao took off the boiling water on the shelf and watched it slowly cool down. "This is the duty of a Wanhua disciple."

Meng Yan stopped talking. This body was dead when she crossed over. Fortunately, she inherited all the memories, from the ignorant child to the cardamom years, until the final war. She flipped through the fragmentary memories in her mind. The memories made people feel sad and uncomfortable, she said after a long time, "I remember, the big brother led people to evacuate to Tiandu Town, everyone was seriously injured."

"What about you?" Su Yuandao took out the Jiuhua Yulu Pill from his bosom, crushed it and sprinkled it into the water, walked up to Meng Yan and helped her feed the medicine.

"I'm a deserter." Meng Yan tugged on the Xuanyi robe on her body. It belonged to Su Yuandao. After this job, he escaped from Chang'an on horseback."

"Have you seen the feathers on my body?" Meng Yan hugged Mingyu, smiling miserably, "This is the proof of desertion."

"Go to sleep." Su Yuandao covered Meng Yan's eyes, and whispered, "You are not a deserter."

The skin under his fingers was gradually moist, and tears slid down. Su Yuandao sat beside Meng Yan, silent.

With an arrow piercing the heart, the feathers on his body might have been taken away, otherwise how could a disciple of Tibetan swords be buried outside casually without even a tombstone.

Because of what happened to Meng Yan, Su Yuandao pampered Meng Yan a lot. When Meng Yan woke up the next day and said she wanted to ride away, Su Yuandao also obeyed her, but...

"What kind of horse is this?" Meng Yan asked Su Yuandao. The horse brought over by Su Yuandao had a bridle made of leather, a half-old saddle, and no horse ornaments.

"Green chinchilla." Su Yuandao stroked the shiny fur, treating it as a treasure. It was given to him by his master.

"Do you know what kind of horses I travel in Hidden Sword Villa?" Meng Yan held Mingyu in her arms, and said a few names without raising her eyes, "Jiechen, Lifeisha, and Tayan."

"Go to your Ta Yan, my small temple can't accommodate your big Buddha." Su Yuandao said coldly, he got on the horse, Yunluo jumped on the horse's head, and with a squeak, the green chinchilla raised its head He opened his hooves and carried his master away.

Su Yuan walked relentlessly, leaving Meng Yan alone, Mingyu washed her face with her paws, and called to Meng Yan, "Meow." It's hungry.

"I know, go back and eat one and play three." Meng Yan rubbed Mingyu's head. Could she be ill now? She can't act willfully. They say that you will die while you are sick, so she naturally puts her tail between her legs and behaves obediently. , when she recovers from her injury, the first one will be Su Yuandao who only cultivates the Sutra.

If it is round, it is round, if it is flat, it is flat.

By the way, this Su Yuandao is really good-looking, his eyes are like lacquer, his skin is like fat, and wearing a black dress makes him even more beautiful. I really want people to see how he looks like being bullied, and whether he will cry and beg for mercy.

Meng Yan thought for a long time, and felt that it was not her fault, but Su Yuandao's fault, because he was too good-looking and not good at martial arts.

A horse's hoof stepped on the grass, and someone asked Meng Yan, "What are you thinking?"

"I think Dr. Su is as beautiful as a flower." Meng Yan said leisurely, holding her chin, "I want to snatch it back and become Mrs. Yazhai."

Su Yuandao laughed angrily when he heard this, sealed Meng Yan's acupoints with a pen, and sprinkled medicinal powder on Meng Yan's body before taking him away.

After walking all the way, Meng Yan was bitten by mosquitoes all the way. Although they were riding on the same horse, Su Yuandao would not be bitten by mosquitoes. Meng Yan was bitten badly. She stared at the big bag on her arm and thought, Su Yuandao was too narrow-minded.

At sunset, Meng Yan's acupoints were finally unlocked. She moved her body, jumped off the horse, and walked around. Su Yuandao stopped in a forest, surrounded by bushes, green and yellow, not thriving. Looking at it, Meng Yan smelled the smell of the fire, no wonder the vegetation here is not flourishing.

"Don't go too far." Su Yuandao was spraying the powder, and when he saw Meng Yan was about to go in, he hurriedly stopped her.

"I want to buy some game." Meng Yan said.

But she was empty-handed, and the sword behind her was taken away by Su Yuandao a long time ago, and she put it on the horse's back. The green chinchilla carried this thing all the way, and she was unwilling to continue carrying it for a long time. She yelled at Su Yuandao a few times, asking him to The sword is removed.

The epee was taken down by Su Yuandao, and it fell to the ground, throwing out ashes, and the green chinchong walked a few steps away, looking for something to eat by himself.

Meng Yan sat there, looking at Su Yuandao who came back with a pair of cut pupils like autumn water, and said quietly, "My sword."

The Tibetan sword disciple's epee moved like someone else, but she was so injured that she still carried it on her back. Su Yuandao continued the movement in his hand, ignoring the epee that was abandoned aside.

"Keep it, I'll go pick up firewood." After packing up the things at hand, Su Yuandao instructed Meng Yan, and Mingyu, who was wandering beside Meng Yan, seemed very dishonest.

Yunluo looked good on Su Yuandao's shoulders, admonishing Mingyu, and Mingyu yelled at Yunluo, scaring Yunluo to crawl on Su Yuandao's head.

"It's all up to Dr. Su." Meng Yan sat under the root of an old tree, picked up a dead leaf and played with it, just looking honest.

Su Yuandao didn't expect Meng Yan to be honest at all, so he could only speed up and pick up as much as he could, but people's wishes could not be fulfilled, Su Yuandao somehow couldn't find dead branches and fallen leaves, so he had to look far away. long time.

When Su Yuan walked far away, Mingyu became restless. It meowed at Meng Yan several times, and its vertical pupils were full of excitement.

"Catch it back and make it for you." Meng Yan knew what Mingyu meant. A carnivore would suffer without meat. Last night, they ate dry food with Su Yuandao. Not only Meng Yan hated it, but Mingyu didn't even touch it. .

Obtaining Meng Yan's promise, Mingyu jumped into the grass and disappeared after a while. The green chinchilla grazing over there flicked its ponytail and turned a blind eye to everything.

When Su Yuandao came back with firewood, Meng Yan had something extra in her hand. Its fur had been plucked, its belly disemboweled and its internal organs cleaned out, spices were finely smeared on it, and it was filled with leaves. It looked like Flat-haired beast.

"Doctor Su, I'm just waiting for your firewood." Su Yuandao was surprised when there was still a murder scene not far away. The skill of killing chickens is so good that it doesn't look like a Tibetan sword disciple who is well-clothed and well-fed.

Su Yuandao gathered the firewood, took out the flint and lit the dead leaves, Meng Yan took the initiative to come over, holding the unidentified corpse with good ingredients in her hand, begging Su Yuandao to make it for herself, accompanied by her Mingyu, squatting beside Meng Yan, looked at Su Yuandao with longing eyes together with Meng Yan.

"Wash away." Su Yuandao took the things and sent Meng Yan to wash her hands, making it dirty to death.

I don't know what kind of spices Meng Yan put in, but the tempting aroma came out of this thing before it was cooked, which attracted Mingyu to roll around at Su Yuandao's feet, begging Su Yuandao to give it a piece of meat.

"This leg belongs to Mingyu, and these two wings belong to me." Meng Yan divided the food and gave Su Yuandao the most with self-knowledge.

"The injury hasn't healed yet, so it's better not to have more." Su Yuandao threw the rest of the dry food to Meng Yan, the meaning is obvious, this is your staple food.

Meng Yan took the dry food and ground her molars, unwilling to open the dry food.

The same people around the campfire, what Meng Yan got was tasteless dry food, but what Su Yuandao got was delicious barbecue.

This meal was probably the most embarrassing meal for Meng Yan. The whole crane was taken away by Su Yuandao, and she only got a poor wingtip. Even Mingyu got more than Meng Yan.

After nibbling the tips of the wings in her hands, Meng Yan moved to Su Yuandao's side, tugged at Su Yuandao's sleeve, and said softly, "Doctor Su."

"Yeah." Su Yuandao took a knife and cut off the meat slowly, gracefully.

"Give me some, at least I caught it." Meng Yan begged.

"No." Su Yuandao swallowed a mouthful of meat, and from the corner of his eyes, he saw that Mingyu had finished eating his portion and was squatting on the ground washing his face with his paws, "Besides, Mingyu caught this chicken, so it doesn't count as your portion."

"What chicken?" Meng Yan said, "This is a crane."

"Crane?" Su Yuandao stopped, and was about to turn his head to ask about the situation, when a cold sword was placed around his neck, and a cold voice sounded.

"You ate my moon watching."