Getting up, Zhu Tousan took Ah Jiu's hand and held it tightly.

"Calm down and relax, friend. We can't fall down now."

"Thank you, thank you so much, we haven't started yet."

The two dispersed, two people walked towards the second link, and the other two walked towards the opposite link.

The sixth man shook his head and walked to stand under the two landmark trees.

Although the two Er definitely said that two ships had arrived, no one raised their heads to take a second look. When Na Jintang approached Er.

Ouyang Jing stood with his two friends, quietly inspecting his wooden stick, lifting it forward to test the weight.

The sixth person was holding a big red bag in his hand. Ah Jiu thought that the two must be the doctors that Jintang and Huo Zhuoshan took with them after they left the hotel room.

Zhu Tousan let go of Ah Jiu's hand, and Ah Jiu's heart was beating wildly. Stepping on the tide of flowers, Ah Jiu ran towards Ouyang Jing, and the mist dispersed in front of Ah Jiu.

Ouyang Jing raised his head, looking neither surprised nor angry, his white eyes expressionless.

He said something to his friend, who frowned and walked to the other side. Ah Jiu walked up to him.

"You shouldn't have come here, Wu Lu."

"Ajiu must come, Ajiu must stop this fight."

"It's too late now." He said warmly.

"Then Jintang couldn't agree with Ah Jiu, so Ah Jiu persuaded him to give up this fight, this kind of madness, but he couldn't agree with it.

"Do you think Ah Jiu will be able to explain it?"

"You must say it, Ouyang Jing."

"There are only six hours left, Wu Lu, you'd better go away."

to the end.

"Please, Ouyang Jing," Ah Jiu said softly. "Ah Jiu, please."

"A few days ago, just before you arrived, both Najintang and Najintang had a chance to call off the fight, but neither Najintang wanted to."

"You can still undo it now, you can refuse it,"

He looked at Ah Jiu with his bored white eyes. Ah Jiu knew that no matter what he said, it would be useless. Ah Jiu felt two terrible sinking feelings in her heart. Everything was in vain. Ouyang Jing frowned and turned around to face Ah Jiu.

At some point, Zhu Tousan grabbed Ah Jiu's arm and took Ah Jiu under the two iconic trees. Na Jintang stood under the thick leaves, and she hugged Ah Jiu's waist.

"Cheer up, friend," she said softly.

"He can't say it."

"It will be fine in a moment. The fog is so heavy, maybe both of us will be relieved, and everything will be fine."

Ah Jiu shook her head, feeling numb, but the dreamlike feeling still remained.

The two met, turned around, facing each other, and two gloomy voices began to shout about their styles.

Every cell has sensed these two points.

"Five-six," Huo Zhuoshan shouted. "Five-seven, five-eight,"

Ah Jiu likes both of them, but in different ways. Just because of Ah Jiu, two of them are about to get hurt, and Ah Jiu has nothing to do.

There was no other way. Ah Jiu shook his head, and Zhu Tousan's hands hugged Ah Jiu's waist tighter. This is true, it is indeed true, and it is definitely not a dream.

After Huo Zhuoshan shouted the last two words, the two people turned around and faced each other, four or five steps away. They raised their sticks, and there was a deafening sound of the sticks and two puffs of thick smoke.

Bright red tears appeared on Ouyang Jing's shirt. He followed behind, still holding the smoking stick tightly in his hand.

Ah Jiu broke away from Zhu Tousan's hand and ran towards him across the open space. He still stood there with a bored look in his eyes, tears flowing from his hands.

Friend! Where is my friend?

Why don't you bring the big red bag quickly? Ouyang Jing's face gradually faded, and his cheeks turned pale.

He walked around again, shaking for a while before regaining his balance.

Ah Jiu grabbed his arm. Ouyang Jing threw Ah Jiu away and looked at Ah Jiu with coldness and hatred.

"It's over," he said.

"You are hurt?"

"It's just two wounds. The iron piece passed through Ah Jiu's hand. It's over, Ah Wu Donkey. Ah Jiu's boat will leave this afternoon. Now you go to him."

"You leave without Ah Jiu. You can't speak."

"He was about to be hurt, Ah Wu Donkey. Ah Jiu aimed at his hand, and when Ah Jiu was about to pull the trigger, his iron block hit Ah Jiu,

Ah Jiu's iron piece went through his chest. He was about to be hurt. You made Ah Jiu kill someone. It was you who pushed Ah Jiu to this point.

There is nothing left to talk about in Jintang."

"Ouyang Jing,"

"Go to him!"

He turned around and left Ah Jiu quickly. What he just said suddenly made Ah Jiu wake up.

When he said he was leaving, Ah Jiu was so stunned that she passed away. But now it stung Ah Jiu's heart like a sharp arrow.

Ah Jiu cried and ran across the wilderness towards the Jintang. Huo Zhuoshan and his friends were surrounding him.

Ah Jiu pushed the two away, knelt down and hugged Na Jintang. He raised his head and looked at Ah Jiu in confusion.

"Awu donkey?"

"Ajiu is here. That's Jintang."

"Is that you? Ah Wu Donkey?"

"Ah Jiu is here, friend, Ah Jiu is here."

He still smiled stupidly. "It's you, your friend is Ah Jiu. Ah Jiu is imagining, isn't he? Ah Jiu'er must be thinking wildly."

"No, friend, friend Ajiu."

"You said it again," he coughed.

"of course."

"Ah Jiu hopes," his voice almost lost his voice.

"Hope for what?"

"I hope Ah Jiu can be your friend. I hope your friend is Ah Jiu."

Ah Jiu picked him up and hugged him tighter. He leaned his head on Ah Jiu's hand and looked up at Ah Jiu, with that smile still on his lips.

His face was pale and moist. Ah Jiu trimmed the hair on his forehead and stroked his cheek with her hand.

Ah Jiu felt that the heat on his body gradually receded and the coolness gradually came up.

Ah Jiu understands both of these things.

Ah Jiu raised his head and looked at his friend, who shook his head. He had no choice. He and Huo Zhuoshan retreated, and Huo Zhuoshan hugged Zhu Tousan with both hands.

Tears kept rolling down her cheeks. Na Jintang was trembling, and Ah Jiu hugged him tightly with both hands.

"It would be nice if Ah Jiu had a little more money," he said, his voice very, very weak. "Then it would be the same. If he loses, you will be Ah Jiu's. Then,"

Ah Jiu knew that he was talking about that business, and Ah Jiu stroked his cheek.

"Ajiu is your friend," Ajiu said. "You know completely. You, you will

It will get better. Then Jintang will live, and then Jintang II will be very, very happy," "Ah Wulu?"

"Ajiu is here, the Jintang."

"Ajiu can't see you!"

"friend,"

"Don't leave Ah Jiu!"

"Never, Ah Jiu will never leave you."

He grabbed Ah Jiu hard, raised his head and looked at Ah Jiu with his invisible eyes. He coughed loudly, and his whole body trembled.

Ah Jiu hugged him and clung to Ah Jiu's body.

After coughing, he blinked his eyes and stared up at Ah Jiu, his eyes filled with familiar joy.

"I didn't leave Ah Jiu," he said weakly.

"Ajiu is here, friend."

"I like you. I have always liked you."

"Ajiu likes you too, friend."

He seemed confused. "Do you like Ah Jiu?"

"Ajiu likes you, then Jintang, Ajiu likes you."
To be continued...