The three of them lived in this remote small village temporarily because they could not affect the people in the village at the most edge of the village. However, Chu Ling soon discovered that Yan Ling had the so-called need for her help as if she was a little wet, and he didn't need her help very much.

They lived here for three days, and their daily routine was: eating, sleeping, and fighting Nangong.

On the first day, Nangong Yuyue struggled to get up and wanted to take Chu Ling hostage to escape, but was kicked away by Chu Ling and beaten up by Yan Ling. The next day, Nangong Yuyue gave up Chu Ling and prepared to run away by himself. Yan Ling stopped him at the entrance of the village and took him back, and beat him hard. As a result, after being halfway through the beating of Nangong Yuyue, he was in a state of mind and was reckless and poured two big bowls of medicine on his head.

Chu Ling was originally resentful to Nangong Yuyue, and looked at Yan Ling with gloating and dealt with him. But as she looked at her, she had to worry about whether Yan Ling would kill Nangong Yuyue directly. If Nangong Yuyue could not die yet, was it actually a joke?

Chu Ling's only use here is probably to see Nangong Yuyue dying, remind Yan Ling not to fight. After all, National Master Nangong is not an ordinary prisoner, and it is indeed easy for Yan Ling to forget that he is still a seriously injured person.

Chu Ling squatted outside the yard and boiled medicine casually. Not far away, Yan Ling stood alone on a stone to blow the wind. He had just chopped Nangong Yuyue and needed to calm down.

Nangong Yuyue dragged his wounds and slowly moved to Chu Ling not far away, staring at the stove in front of Chu Ling with resentment. Chu Ling looked up at him and ignored him. She knew that with Nangong Yuyue's current strength, she was afraid that a child who had just learned martial arts could kill him.

Nangong Yuyue grunted, walked to the side and sat down against the pillar.

Chu Ling didn't raise her head and said lightly: "Why do you think you are? If you are not as skilled as others, just stay obediently. What are you trying to do?"

Nangong Yuyue looked at her with resentful eyes, "Shengsheng, are you still angry with me?"

Chu Ling chuckled and said, "What did you do wrong, I want to be angry with you?"

Nangong Yuyue glanced at Yan Ling not far away and whispered, "Then please let me go?" Chu Ling looked at Nangong Yuyue carefully and said curiously, "What makes you think I have a good relationship with you so much that I can ignore the past? Why don't you answer me a question? What's your relationship with Yan Ling?" Nangong Yuyue snorted lightly, "I have nothing to do with him!"

Chu Ling glanced at Yaolu and said, "It doesn't matter, he is such a busy man who comes here to treat you?"

Nangong Yuyue gritted her teeth. Although there were many scars, her handsome face was still twisted. "You said...he is treating me?!"

Chu Ling said, "Otherwise, why did he watch you take medicine every day? If you don't run away obediently, how could you be beaten?" Although it is wrong to use violent means to deal with a patient, Chu Ling thinks it is understandable to deal with a snake spirit patient who refuses to take medicine and wants to escape every day.

Nangong Yuyue said with grinding her teeth: "Who wants him to meddle in other people's business? I am not sick!"

"Only people with brain diseases think they are not sick." Chu Ling said with an understanding look: "Just like a drunk person doesn't admit that he is drunk."

Nangong Yuyue's scarred face was already distorted. Chu Ling looked at him with a smile, "You seem to want to rush over and strangle me to death." If you really pounce on me, don't blame me for being ruthless, after all, you did it first.

Nangong Yuyue was obviously still very awake now. She stopped her hand angrily and looked vigilantly at the distance. She felt relieved when she saw that Yan Ling had no intention of coming.

Chu Ling carefully poured a bowl of medicine from the medicine stove. The dark potion was filled with a strong smell of medicine. Even though he had never had any before, Chu Ling felt a little bitter in his mouth. He reached out and handed the medicine bowl to Nangong Yuyue and said, "Okay, drink it."

Nangong Yuyue looked at her vigilantly and shook her head hard, "I am not sick! I won't drink!"

Chu Ling chuckled, "I thought you were pitiful and took the errand of boiling medicine with Lord Yan, and it made me smell like a medicine. What kind of medicine he made out smells? Don't you want to continue to taste it?" I don't know if it was to clean up Nangong Yuyue or if he was born without this talent, the medicine Yan Ling cooked out looked bitter and disgusting. And it was not as thick as the potion, but it was more like black shabu shabu water. Yan Ling probably felt that Nangong Yuyue's disease was not cured, and he had to use double concentrated potion to be useful.

But Yan Ling didn't think there was anything wrong with the medicine he cooked. He never gave Nangong Yuyue room to refuse. He refused to drink it and pinched his neck and poured it. Poor Master Nangong originally wanted to be in a state of wind and rain. He could even hide his feet and make the person who could shake the three shocks in Shangjing. Now he has fallen to this point.

While speaking, Yan Ling, not far away, had already stood up and turned around and walked towards them.

Nangong Yuyue's face suddenly changed. She grabbed the medicine bowl in Chu Ling's hand and raised her head and poured it down.

"Oh?!" Chu Ling was shocked and had no time to say that a bowl of medicine had already entered Nangong Yuyue's stomach.

"Um..." Nangong Yuyue pinched his neck with some pain, "You...what did you put in it!"

Chu Ling blinked and said with a smile: "Lord Yan said you are angry, so I added a little coptis chinensis to get rid of the fire."

Nangong Yuyue pointed at Chu Ling's teeth and couldn't speak for a long time.

Yan Ling had already walked over quickly and said in a deep voice: "Check it out, we are leaving here."

Chu Ling was a little surprised, "What happened?"

Yan Ling frowned and said, "Someone is here."

Nangong Yuyue said: "If you want to leave, you will go by yourself, I will not leave!"

Yan Ling said coldly: "I didn't talk to you."

He took two steps forward and lit Nangong Yuyue's acupoint in his hand, "Does Miss Ling have anything to clean up?" Chu Ling shook his head. They were originally temporarily living, so naturally there was nothing to clean up. Yan Ling nodded, "Then let's go."

Just a quarter of an hour after the three of them left the village, a large group of people came. Naturally, these people were stunned. Chu Ling and Yan Ling stood on the back of the small mountain, and came and went to see the people at the foot of the mountain to see clearly.

By the time those people began to prepare to search in the mountains, Chu Ling and Yan Ling had already crossed a mountain and reached the Yujiang River.

After boarding a small boat that had already parked by the Yu River, Yan Ling threw Nangong Yuyue, who was already unconscious, onto it. Chu Ling sat at the head of the bed and watched the boat move upstream to the Yu River in curiosity, looking at Yan Ling standing at the stern of the boat and said, "Lord Yan, where are we going?"

Yan Ling said: "From here, you can take a boat to the foot of Geluo Mountain, and Miss Ling can go back to Wei County directly."

Chu Ling nodded and said, "Where is the Lord Yan going to take Nangong Yuyue with him?"

Yan Ling frowned slightly, pondered for a moment before saying, "He is almost ready."

Chu Ling said: "So, City Lord Yan has been forcibly keeping Nangong Yuyue these days, really just to watch him take medicine?" Yan Ling said: "If he doesn't use medicine, he will really lose his mind within a month." Chu Ling frowned and said: "He himself..."

"He would never be willing to take medicine. If he hadn't been injured this time, I'm afraid it would be difficult to deal with. I would like to thank Miss Ling."

Chu Ling expressed his understanding that people with brain disease will never admit that they are sick. Naturally, they will not take any medicine. Even if Nangong Yuyue is not as good as Yan Ling in full state, I am afraid that it will not be too far away. Once he goes crazy, Yan Ling may not be able to control him.

Chu Ling glanced at Nangong Yuyue who was unconscious in the boat and couldn't help saying, "He is sick... because he has been a child..."

Yan Ling shook her head, looked at Chu Ling deeply and said, "It's artificial."

Chu Ling couldn't help but open his eyes wide and took a breath of cold air. In other words, Nangong Yuyue was driven crazy, and this person... was probably very close to Yan Ling, otherwise Yan Ling would not have been so hard and laborious about Nangong Yuyue.

Chu Ling looked at Yan Ling standing upright at the stern of the boat and couldn't help asking: "Lord Yan, don't you feel tired? Can you sit down and talk?"

Yan Ling was silent for a moment, but still sat down at the stern.

The boat public rowed the boat vigorously, and the boat was walking slowly between the mountains and rivers, with only the sound of water flowing under the boat.

Chu Ling sat against the bow of the boat, and gradually became a little sleepy. After looking around, he found that there was no danger, so he turned his head and fell asleep quietly.

When Chu Ling fell asleep, Yan Ling got up and walked quietly to Chu Ling, reaching out to her, and then stretched out her hand to cover her body. As soon as his cloak touched Chu Ling, Chu Ling, who was originally sleeping, opened her eyes slightly. It seemed that she had seen clearly the person standing in front of him, and whispered something and closed her eyes again.

Yan Ling sighed lightly, sat down next to Chu Ling with her body to block the cold wind blowing from her.

"Slow the boat." Yan Ling ordered.

"Yes, the city lord." The ship in front of him replied in a low voice, and the ship was indeed much slower.

Nangong Yuyue, who was originally lying in the boat, suddenly moved her body and slowly sat up. At this time, Nangong Yuyue looked cold and looked sharp. Seeing Yan Ling sitting beside Chu Ling, she sneered and said, "What kind of love saint is pretending to be in front of me?"

Yan Ling glanced at him lightly, "It seems that he is really awake this time."

Nangong Yuyue's face changed, she looked down at the scars on her body, and gritted her teeth and said, "Yan Ling! This accountant will settle with you sooner or later!"

Yan Ling said: "I can't control why you are crazy, but don't forget to do the serious business."

Nangong Yuyue laughed sarcastically, "You don't need to teach me a lesson. Give me Sheng Sheng to me and let me take me back to Beijing. I promise... what you want to do will help you properly, and I will not let Tuoba Liang catch any flaws."

Yan Ling laughed softly and said, "Nangong, it's on the river now."

Nangong Yuyue looked at him, and her eyes clearly stated: So what?

Yan Ling said: "I'll throw you down, what do you think?"

Nangong Yuyue grabbed the ship's side with one hand, as if she wanted to overturn the boat directly. Her nails made the ship's side creak. Yan Ling frowned slightly, stretched out her hand to gently stroke Chu Ling's soft hair and covered her ears. A strong wind shot from the other hand at Nangong Yuyue's hand holding the ship's side.

Nangong Yuyue quickly stopped and pointed the wind to the side of the boat, stirring a splash of water on the river.

Yan Ling said coldly: "Nangong, I have been giving in to you all these years, but it doesn't mean I will give in to you all the time."

Nangong Yuyue gritted her teeth and looked at Yan Ling with bloodshot eyes, "Yan Ling, why are you always better luck than me?"

Yan Ling said lightly: "You think you are not lucky because no matter what you get, you will be abandoned like a piece of grass. So you always feel that you have nothing and will always want to steal someone else's."

Nangong Yuyue snorted coldly, "Do you think Shengsheng belongs to you?"
Chapter completed!