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There are ten miles of medicine fields in Yaowang Valley, a small courtyard with blue tiles, and a purple gauze lantern hanging under the eaves, swaying in the wind.

In the room, someone put on a green shirt and tied up his long white hair. He tied the belts one by one, and then he turned around and carefully tucked the quilt tightly for his wife who was sleeping soundly on the bed.The purple gauze lamp outside the window went out, and the man in green shirt pushed the door and left.

"This day is still here." The man in green shirt sighed, his temples were gray, but his expression was calm.

Jiang Ling stood with a sword in his heart, his clothes swaying in the wind, and the edge of his sword was covered with frost.He raised his eyes, his voice melted into the night, cold and heartless: "Lin Wang, the front right envoy of Tianyi Mansion, betrayed his family and went back to seclusion for 30 years. This life should be paid back."

The man in the green shirt smiled and shook his head: "I heard that you were brought in by Ah Yan, does he know?"

Jiang Ling was unmoved: "It doesn't matter whether he knows or not."

The man in the green shirt held his saber in front of his eyes, unsheathed his long saber inch by inch, and sighed softly: "Young man, I don't know how precious a human heart is."

The long sword came out through the night, making a cold sword sound——

When Zhou Yan woke up, the ten-kilometer medicine field became a sea of ​​flames, and the monstrous fire reflected the entire valley red with blood.He subconsciously went to hug the person beside him, but it was empty. The blanket beside him was cold, and the long sword on the wall disappeared.

"Jiangling Heart..." Zhou Yan's heart tightened suddenly, and he ran out barefoot. There was chaos in the valley, and everyone was fighting the fire.Zhou Yan's heart was flustered. Someone grabbed him and said something. He saw the white-haired Elder Si Yao hunched over, holding Mr. Lin, whose green shirt was stained with blood, weeping. He also saw tens of thousands of medicinal herbs being burned. They all stood by the sea of ​​fire and looked at him quietly.

Zhou Yan's chest heaved violently, and his eyes were stinging from the burning.

"Mr. Lin has gone." He heard someone say this.

Zhou Yan closed his eyes abruptly, his finger bones turned white from being clenched, and after a while he said in a hoarse voice: "It's not him..." When he opened his eyes, in the firelight, he saw Master's disappointed eyes.

Zhou Yan whistled for the horse, gritted his teeth and said, "I'll find him."

The monstrous flames were getting farther and farther behind, and Zhou Yan found Jiang Lingxin on the mountain road leaving Yaowang Valley.

Jiang Lingxin's white clothes were stained with blood, and the blood trailed behind him into a deep and shallow line. He staggered unsteadily, and when he heard the sound of horseshoes, he subconsciously swung his sword in front of him, and the murderous intent in his eyes did not fade.When he saw that it was Zhou Yan, he couldn't help being startled.

Zhou Yan reined in his horse and stood in front of him, his heart gradually turned cold.

Jiang Ling let out a muffled groan, clutched his lower abdomen and slid down, only stabbing the long sword into the ground, barely holding on to the ground.Although Lin Wang was old, the right envoy of Tianyi Mansion in the past was not easy to deal with. In order to kill him, Jiang Lingxin himself was seriously injured.He cannot escape.

"Jianglingxin..." Zhou Yan got off his horse and subconsciously reached out to support him.

Jiang Lingxin swallowed the blood churning in his throat, and looked at Zhou Yan in silence.

The tails of Zhou Yan's eyes were flushed. He firmly grasped Jiang Lingxin's sword-holding hand, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, opened them again, looked sharply at Jiang Lingxin, and said, "Is that you?"

Jiang Ling knew exactly what he was asking, and after a moment of silence, he nodded.

Zhou Yan's eyes turned blood red instantly, and he gritted his teeth and said tremblingly, "Why?"

Jiang Ling's heart lost too much blood, his whole body was cold, he squeezed his painful abdomen, and lowered his eyes and said: "He is a traitor of Tianyi Mansion, it is not too much for me to kill him."

Zhou Yan pinched Jiang Ling's heart and wrist bones, and asked sharply, "Mr. Lin is no longer involved in Jianghu affairs! Why can't you let him go!"

Jiang Ling let out a muffled snort, resisting dizziness, and murmured: "Zhou Yan...Zhou Yan..."

Zhou Yan's heart was sour from being called by him, and the sound of horseshoes came from a distance, and the people from Yaowang Valley came...

Jiang Lingxin stretched out his hand and slowly grasped Zhou Yan's neckline. The blood on his fingertips stained his clothes. Zhou Yan's eyes were flushed with water. He closed his eyes and pulled Jiang Lingxin into his arms. He got on his horse and galloped out of the valley.

When the sky was about to brighten, Zhou Yan took Jiang Lingxin out of the Valley of the Medicine King.Xi Wei's light fell on Jiang Lingxin's pale face, he slowly opened his eyes, turned his palms in his sleeves, and threw a bright arrow into the air.

Zhou Yan reined in the horse's reins, and the big dream was about to wake up.

Jiang Ling pressed his heart against his chest and said in a low voice, "Zhou Yan, come with me."

The blood red in Zhou Yan's eyes faded, and a ray of clarity emerged. He looked down at the person in his arms, and said hoarsely, "What use am I to you now?"

Jiang Lingxin looked confused.It's useless, but I want to keep it and keep it for myself.

But for a moment, several people suddenly appeared in the forest, all dressed in black, holding long swords, with a dark killing intent.That killing intent was not in Jiang Ling's heart.

Zhou Yan understood in an instant, and he caressed Jiang Lingxin's face with his fingertips, and the last light in his eyes went out.Zhou Yan threw Jiang Lingxin in his arms to the dead man in black, no longer thinking about it.Sure enough, the leading man in black firmly caught Jiang Ling's heart, and said in a low voice, "Master!"

Jiang Lingxin just looked at Zhou Yan in a hurry, the blood in his chest made him speechless.

"Jiangling Heart." Zhou Yan's expression was cold, and he closed his eyes with a wry smile: "I thought I could warm your heart, but I was wrong."