Staying in front of the bed, Shen Muxin was restless, standing up from time to time and looking at the silent courtyard. The weak morning light had gradually lit up the gorgeous scenery, the breeze was picking up, and the shadows of the flowers were swaying, making people feel more and more incomparable emptiness and loneliness. .Just when her eyes were wet with tears, tortured by inner fear and helplessness, rapid footsteps suddenly sounded in the corridor.
"Who?" Shen Muxin immediately stood up, holding a short sword tightly in her hand, and looked at the door warily.
"It's me." Meng Zirou stepped into the door in one step, staring at the man on the hospital bed with her purple eyes. Without waiting for Shen Muxin to speak, she asked anxiously: "How is he?"
"He's much better. Since taking the Baicao Condensing Pill, his temperature has slowly dropped and his complexion has improved a lot! But he still kept talking nonsense and seemed very depressed." Shen Muxin immediately stepped back. He took a step forward and gave up the chair next to the bed.
Unexpectedly, Meng Zirou came to the bedside and sat next to Lu Xiao without any scruples. She looked at him with concern like a wife, wishing she didn't want to be separated from her for a moment.
——"What did he say?"
"The voice was very small. It seemed like it was 'Master', 'Yu'er', 'Let her go' or something like that. I couldn't hear the rest clearly." Shen Muxin put her hand on her chin and recalled it for a while. He opened his mouth and answered.
To be honest, at first she felt uncomfortable being alone in a room with Lu Xiao, and she was even embarrassed to look at his sleeping face. Later, she was always worried about the safety of Meng Zirou and the others, so she didn't notice it at all. These. Now that Meng Zirou suddenly asked about it, she could barely think of these words.
Meng Zirou turned around and looked at Shen Muxin. Just as he was about to speak, Lu Xiao raised his eyebrows and shouted clearly: "Rou'er!" Both of them were stunned.
Meng Zirou reacted immediately, leaned down, stared closely at Lu Xiao's closed eyes, and called softly in surprise: "I'm here, Lu Xiao, are you awake? Lu Xiao------"
Unexpectedly, Lu Xiao just murmured in a low voice and fell asleep again. Sighing helplessly, Meng Zirou subconsciously reached out her hand and stroked Lu Xiao's thick black hair. Her deep love and distress made her completely forget about Shen Zirou. Mu Xin's body lay uncontrollably on Lu Xiao's shoulder, whispering softly: "Lu Xiao, wake up quickly! I really can't live without you!"
Looking at Meng Zirou who completely pretended that she didn't exist, Shen Muxin pursed her lips mischievously. Although she still had many questions to ask, she knew that now was not the time, so she tiptoed out of the door. When she was about to leave the door, she Looking back intentionally or unintentionally, looking at Meng Zirou who was still pouring out her love, she suddenly felt sad. She sighed helplessly, walked out of the door with her mouth pouted, and then gently closed the door.
Xingyun pushed open the door, leaned against the wall tiredly, closed his eyes tightly, and exhaled slightly. Several times of diving into the water to pull out the Black Iron Divine Nails had already consumed a lot of his energy, and what followed was another desperate battle. The battle, especially the last all-out blow, used almost all his spiritual power, but still could not save Ba Xia's life. Seeing Yaizhen guarding the stone statue of Ba Xia in despair, he suddenly felt as if his heart had been hollowed out. , feeling empty and uncomfortable, it seems that only crying can vent the inner depression and sentimentality.
This feeling was so far away and unbelievable to him before. In that world of ice and snow, the people of the Wuxi tribe were all stubborn rocks, transformed by ice. Except for a very few people like him, He Xianyin, who had set foot in the world. In addition, most people have never heard of the word "true love", let alone helping each other and treating others with sincerity. Only when he was around Han Ji did he seem to feel enthusiasm and concern. But that feeling was based on interests. As a premise, how much warmth can there be?
But ever since I got involved with Meng Zirou, and faced these guys day and night, although everyone has very different personalities, they are as close as one family, and they can even sacrifice themselves to help each other at critical moments. Especially Mo Zhu, that quiet and pure girl, has saved herself several times. How could I not feel the unconcealable true feelings of risking life and death? And the holy look when she used her spiritual power to heal the century-old tree that day is still lingering in her heart. This kind of relationship with Han Ji's completely different feeling, is it the love often mentioned in books?
Xingyun shook her head irritably, walked to the bed in a few steps, put on her clothes and lay down on her side, forcing herself not to think anymore, but her mind became clearer and clearer. She asked for orders to go into the water just now. She was really worried that Meng Zirou would be in danger, so she suddenly The decision he made seemed incompatible with his usually cold temperament.
Has this group of people changed themselves? Or is this person now the real me? No matter what, if I really want to hurt these people now, I absolutely cannot do it. But this is contrary to the original decision. Moreover, Even if he gave up his original mission, what would be the reaction of these friends now that they know the truth? Will Mo Zhu really forgive himself? And Han Ji, does she really have no feelings for him at all?
"What should I do?" Xingyun asked to himself.
Unexpectedly, a delicate voice sounded out of thin air, and at the same time, a snow-white arm tightly hugged his waist: "What is it that makes my Xingyun so worried?"
Xingyun rolled out of bed like an electric shock, and looked at the woman leaning on the bed warily. Her crystal white hair shone with dreamy splendor, her red lips outlined a charming smile, and her seductive ketone body was almost completely present. In front of Xingyun.
"Hanji, why are you here?" Xingyun's eyes widened in surprise, Xingyun looked at the woman in front of him in disbelief, and subconsciously asked.
Han Ji seemed to hear the dissatisfaction in Xingyun's tone. She was stunned for a moment, and then complained aggrievedly: "I missed you! So I sneaked out to see you. How could you do this to me?"
Xingyun also realized that his tone was a bit tough, so he could only explain softly: "I was just surprised. I didn't expect you to come here by yourself!"
"Myself? I received your message from Feihe, so I immediately reported it to the Demon Lord, and rushed over with Qingfin. We all saw clearly the scene where you sacrificed your life just now! Shouldn't you Have you fallen in love with that girl with purple eyes?" Han Ji sat up straight, not minding that her proud breasts were standing straight in front of Xingyun, and a sense of sarcasm and vigilance emerged from her strange words.
However, Xingyun turned his head, unwilling to look directly at Han Ji's almost naked body, and explained calmly: "I did this just to gain their trust, otherwise I would not be able to help you. If you don't like it, I will do it now Just leave, so as not to arouse your suspicion!"
Han Ji unexpectedly looked at Xing Yun, who had an indifferent face, and couldn't believe that he would actually say such things to her. After a long while, she twisted her body, knelt on the bed, stretched out her arms around Xing Yuan's neck, and acted coquettishly.
He seemed to shake for a few times, then said with a smile: "Why, I'm really angry. Are you kidding me? How could I doubt my good friend Xing Yuan! We haven't seen each other for such a long time, and I really don't want to--
----"
Xingyun suddenly felt bored, and subconsciously pushed away Han Ji's entangled arms, walked around to the other side of the bed, lay down undressed again, closed her eyes, and said softly: "I'm sorry, I'm really tired today!"
Staring angrily at Xing Yuan, who was resting with her eyes closed, Han Ji's face slowly turned into a cold icy blue, and then returned to normal. She sneered secretly, and put a charming smile on her face again. She leaned closer slowly.
He walked over, lightly opened his red lips, and said softly: "Then you should have a good rest, I will rub it for you, you will feel very comfortable."
The slender hands gently massaged Xingyun's body, each stroke with moderate force and just right. The soft and sour feeling made Xingyun's irritable heart slowly calm down, and bursts of fragrance came from Han Ji's body, constantly bewitching her.
The young body. Xingyun's body could no longer resist this fatal temptation. She turned over suddenly, hugged Han Ji fiercely in her arms, kissed her desperately, and bit the charming woman in front of her, as if she was venting her anger.
Like taking revenge------
A night of wind and rain, falling red all over the ground, withered someone's heart and dried up someone's tears.
Mo Zhu stood blankly in front of the window, looking at the passionate figure on the opposite window lattice. He never thought of the crazy waiting and worry that he had been waiting for all night, but what he was looking forward to was the scene in front of him. He sighed softly and slowly closed his eyes.
On the screen, two lines of clear tears quietly rolled down my cheeks. After a long time, when I opened my eyes again, the lights on the opposite side had been turned off, and the small courtyard returned to silence.
With a sad smile, Mo Zhu wiped away his tears, walked out slowly, and gently knocked on Lu Xiao's door.
As expected, the person who opened the door was Meng Zirou who was waiting in front of the bed. Looking at the ashen-looking Mo Zhu in surprise, Meng Zirou couldn't help but feel heartbroken. The woman in front of him seemed to be greatly stimulated, and her slender body was shaking non-stop.
As he stood, his usually calm eyes were filled with helplessness and sadness.
——"Mo Zhu, what's wrong with you?"
——"Master, I saw Han Ji------"
——"Han Ji? Where is she?"
——"She------she suddenly appeared in the yard and then disappeared."
Mo Zhu tried his best to calm down. But just a few simple words seemed to have exhausted all Mo Zhu's strength. His body shook uncontrollably twice and fell to the ground.