Seeing Nian Duan who was suddenly angry, Six Finger Black Man was a little confused. He didn't know what he said wrongly, which made her unhappy.
He had no choice but to remain silent and look at the woman in front of him quietly.
"Do you know how dangerous you are now? Do you know how worried I am about you?" Nianduan suddenly shouted loudly.
Two lines of clear tears streaked down the cheeks from the corners of the eyes.
Can't stop.
"Why...are you crying?" After a moment of hesitation, the Six-Fingered Black Man whispered: "If I said anything wrong before, I can apologize to you."
He raised his right hand and tried to help Nianduan wipe away the tears on his face.
"I don't need you to apologize to me!" Nian Duan waved his hand away from the six-fingered black man, letting his tears flow freely and wet his clothes.
"Then what is Prince Yan's identity? Have you forgotten?"
"He is the crown prince of Yan!"
"The person who can sit on the throne of the prince has not been overthrown and replaced by other young masters of the Yan Kingdom. Do you really think that he is kind and benevolent in his heart?"
"Are you doubting Yan Dan?" After hearing this, the Six-fingered Black Man frowned and immediately retorted in a deep voice, "I know his character very well, so don't think too much."
"You know him very well? Hahaha...!" Nianduan suddenly sneered and said sarcastically: "Then do you know that your confidant is preparing to plot to murder you?"
In response to this, Six Finger Black Man strongly refuted and spoke righteously.
"Where did you hear this false rumor?"
"Brother Yan Dan and I hit it off like old friends. We met each other late, and we became close friends. How could Brother Yan Dan plot to murder me?"
After hearing these words, Nian Duan was very angry.
But because of the friendship in my heart, I had to patiently explain to him and try to convince him.
"Today in the Central Plains, Qin is strong and the six countries are weak. It has become unified."
"And Prince Dan of Yan values the Yan Kingdom just as much as you value the Mohist Family. If the Mohist Family is about to suffer a catastrophe, what will you do as a Mohist tycoon?"
The six-fingered black man replied without hesitation: "Of course I will do my best to protect the Mo family, even if it means sacrificing my own life."
"Then you still don't understand why Yan Taizi Dan is friends with you at this time?" Nianduan asked loudly, some at the top of his voice, and comforted with grief and anger: "He is using you to try to control the entire Mohist family."
"Then help him complete some very dangerous things, thereby trying to protect the Yan Kingdom."
"And you, the current Mohist giant, are his obstacle."
"Impossible, stop talking nonsense!" The Six-fingered Black Man also unconsciously raised his voice and tried his best to defend Yan Dan's rebuttal, saying: "Because I recently planned to train Yan Dan to be the next Mohist giant."
"In this case, how could he harm my life?"
Nian Duan raised his head slightly and looked at the angry six-fingered black man, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably.
Suddenly, she opened her arms and hugged the Six-Fingered Black Man tightly.
"I just don't want anything to happen to you, I just want you to live well."
"You don't want Ronger to lose her father early, right?"
…
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About a cup of tea ago.
Inside the room, Si Yuan used the passive magic talent bonus of dissolving the life seal in his body to efficiently and quickly absorb the liquid inside the barrel.
He reached out and picked up the clothes on the side and put them on.
Then Si Yuan took out the wooden barrel and glanced at Duan Murong and Yu Ji on the other side from a distance. He saw the two little guys having fun and laughing constantly.
After hesitating for a moment, he did not bother the two little guys.
Turn around and leave the thatched wooden house.
He came to the courtyard, retrieved the Hell-Eating Sword, and practiced basic swordsmanship alone again. While moving his body to regenerate his muscles, bones, and flesh, he also adapted to the changes in his body after the medicinal bath.
The white hair on both sides of the temples also fell off and was reborn into black hair as the body recovered.
While practicing the sword with your body, your mind is silently thinking about other things.
"Even if it is just a trace of the original projection of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk, its level of mystery cannot be compared with any other technique or secret technique."
"Even if it's the Ten Thousand Phases Fate Seal, it's not enough."
"But fortunately, my understanding in this life is not low. Otherwise, I would really be guarding the treasure mountain without being able to do anything. Perhaps, even if there is a furnace of life and death, there is nothing I can do."
suddenly.
Si Yuan vaguely heard a series of quarrels coming from behind the medical village.
One of the voices was familiar to him recently. It was the voice of the Medical Saint Nian Duan. As for the other, a deep and unfamiliar voice of an adult man.
Never heard of it, completely unaware of it.
"Is there a quarrel? Could it be that something happened?" Si Yuan hesitated for a moment and decided to go over and take a peek from a distance to see if there was any possible threat to the safety of himself and Yu Ji.
If you are so inclined, you should run away in advance.
"I hope everything is fine. After all, Yuji's illness is not completely cured yet."
Helplessly sighing secretly.
Si Yuan restrained all his aura, slowed down his breathing and heartbeat, held the Hell-devouring Sword upside down in his right hand, and walked cautiously towards the back of the medical village.
I saw a primitive forest behind the medical village, and the noise came from the woods.
He turned around and looked at his surroundings.
After choosing a good location, he crept closer and hid in a bush.
Peeping from a distance of tens of meters.
At this moment, Nian Duan was standing opposite a man in a black cloak. The two were arguing constantly, while Nian Duan was still crying, looking very sad and disappointed.
Suddenly, the sword held tightly in the left hand of the man in the black cloak caught Si Yuan's attention.
"That black sword...if I remember correctly and admit my mistake, it was Mo Mei."
"The only identity token of the Mohist giant."
Noticing the presence of the Black Eyebrow Sword from a distance, Si Yuan had some guesses in his mind when he looked at the man in the black cloak again.
"Counting the time, Prince Yan Dan hasn't started taking action yet."
"Then this person should be the Six-Fingered Black Man."
at this time.
Si Yuan noticed that Nianduan suddenly opened his arms and took the initiative to hug the man in black cloak, with tears streaming down his face.
The faint sound of crying words floated in the wind.
"...I just don't want...something to happen, I just want you...to live."
"Don't you... Ronger lose your... father early?"
Hearing the intermittent vague words, Si Yuan's heart was full of doubts.
"Something happened? Alive? Ronger? Father?"
"Is it possible...?!"
A bold guess suddenly came to his mind.
His eyes were full of surprise, and he secretly guessed: "Could it be that Duan Murong's biological parents are actually...!"
"who?"
In the distance, a loud shout came.
Si Yuan suddenly came back to his senses and saw a line of ink sword energy slashing towards his direction.
"not good!"
The prison-devouring sword in his hand instantly burst into scarlet blood flames, and the evil energy soared into the sky.