Chapter 36 Ice Heart Generous Blood Rewarding You

When they saw the figures of Yi Hui and Xu Siyang and the figures of a group of famous Sword Villa disciples flashed into their eyes, Han Xing and Ling Xiao were uncontrollable ecstasy.

Han Xing punched Yi Hui in the shoulder and laughed and scolded:

"Bad boy, you can do whatever you do slowly..."

Yi Hui looked at his pale face and blood-stained cold star's strong smile and felt sad.

"Brother Mu, we got Xue Youtan and said that if we wait for you today, Siyang and I will go back to Huangzhou tomorrow!"

"Heartless things." Although he was satisfied with Yi Hui's life, he still couldn't help cursing.

After some experience, Yi Huiqing was a little thinner, but his eyes were faintly strong, and he knew the importance of things.

The cold star has more satisfaction and peace of mind.

Ling Xiao has cried in Siyang's arms, and Siyang stroked Ling Xiao's long hair pitifully. Doctor Huo, who was unique among Jianghu people for a while, is just a thin girl after all.

"Okay, Ling Xiao, don't cry. How many people are watching?"

It took a long time for Ling Xiao to stop his grief. Looking at Yi Hui, there was no way to talk about all kinds of grievances.

"Where's Bai Zhi?" Ling Xiao asked.

"Bai Zhi, she..." Yi Hui frowned and her heart trembled slightly: "She died..."

Ling Xiao was shocked.

"Ling Xiao, let's talk about this later." Han Xing said, "Siyang, how many people are there in the famous sword villa? We encountered the moon worship in southern Xinjiang, and they are still around here, about 100 people. I want to kill them unprepared to avoid trouble in the future!"

Calm and calm, still the general who points soldiers on the battlefield.

Siyang raised his head:

13 dead men in nine cities near Mingjian Villa are on standby at any time! The dead of Mingjian Villa block ten, absolutely no problem!"

Han Xing nodded, knew Xu Siyang's ability, and knew that he was not a man of delusion.

Once the killing begins, it is not up to me to stop fighting.

The cold star raised his eyebrows slightly and arched to Siyang and others:

"Today's war will be a matter of life and death. Miao people's poison witchcraft are very powerful. Everyone should be careful!"

Siyang nodded.

"Lin Han, go back to the inn!"

Siyang ordered that Ling Xiao and Lin Han hesitated for a moment and nodded.

The courtyard that just escaped finally turned into a Shura field.

The moon worshipers insisted on guarding their masters from beginning to end, and did not retreat from the surrenderers. Even if their martial arts are average, they have a strong combat effectiveness from death to life. The training of the dead in Mingjian Villa since childhood is to move forward regardless of life and death.

Outside from life and death, killing is even heavier.

The courtyard, the stone room, the room, every place is full of swords and shadows, experiencing the cold. The silent night sky suddenly shook the sky, but in less than half an hour, the blood was permeated and the corpses were all over the ground.

The moonlight sword of the cold star is dazzling, and the famous sword is launched. The sword spirit is magnificent and fierce. Yi Hui's swordsmanship is calm and powerful, like a god falling from the sky. Wherever the sword goes, it is irresistible. After all, the children of Mingjian Villa are heroes. Although everyone is injured, no one has fallen after all.

Ruosang was also covered with blood and wounds, and he looked at everyone staggeringly. In the distance, the cold star stood quietly. Under the moonlight, one person and one sword merged into one, emitting a faint brilliance.

"Liu'er's vision is really good, and Mu Hanxing is indeed extraordinary..." Ruo Sang's voice is desolate and bitter: "However, people with such elegant demeanor can't compete with death. Poison is incurable. Even if it is cured by blood, immortality is endless pain. Mu Hanxing, let's make a deal... I want Xue Youtan, I'll give it to you..."

Han Xing sneered and quickly came out of his sword. In a flash of cold light, Ruo Sang lowered his head, and the sword was inserted in his heart. He opened his eyes in astonishment and did not close his eyes...

For a moment, the cold star also knelt on the ground, with overwhelming pain...

The cold star has to mobilize the internal strength of the whole body to compete.

He can't fall, absolutely not.

Still slowly, holding Yi Hui's arm slightly, and his eyes were still cold and firm:

"Go!"

Everyone rested for a day in the inn under Siyang's bag.

The wounds of Ling Xiao and Han Xing have been treated. After a night's rest, it is rare to have enough food and sleep, and their spirits have recovered a lot.

Ling Xiao went to worship Bai Zhi.

At dusk in the wilderness outside, the long smoke sets, the autumn wind is bleak, and it is desolate.

Ling Xiao sighed with two lines of tears, and did not expect that the sisters who grew up together freely would be buried outside. Yi Hui was also very guilty and couldn't afford to kneel for a long time. The feelings of life and death are too heavy for Yi Hui to bear.

Lin Han took out a letter to himself before Bai Zhi died, telling Ling Xiao to write to Ling Xiao.

"The Lingxiao is like a sharp, the fragrance of traditional Chinese medicine in the valley, and the wind and snow are cold outside the north. After years of true love, I want to say goodbye..."

The familiar handwriting reflected in front of him, like the lively man laughing. Saying parting, talking about reluctance, talking about her regretless choice, saying sorry and helplessness, talking about deathly calmly...

Su Jian slipped from Ling Xiao's hand and floated into the fire basin burning paper money, and the fire tongue suddenly swallowed Bai Zhi's suicide note.

Looking at the sad man in front of him and gently hugging him:

"Don't think too much. She is willing, and I don't blame you!"

When you pass the Jade Gate, it is the time when the city is closed at dusk. Several people looked back together, and the remnants outside were like blood. The heavy gates closed up and locked all their pains and memories outside.

Seven days later, he returned to Huangzhou.

Under everyone's anticipation, Ling Xiao poured out the blood of the porcelain bottle and carefully crushed the lubricated red beads in his hand in the appliance.

The creaking sound.

It seems that yesterday's dialogue came again.

It was the last night they rested in Huangzhou City.

Passing by the cold star's room, I saw the cold star spitting blood. He covered his mouth tightly with a sheet, and the suppressed sound, but blood gushed out. Ling Xiao was shocked:

"Brother Mu..."

Han Xing motioned her not to speak loudly for a long time before she stopped coughing blood. I wiped the corners of my mouth and took a sip of tea, still smiling:

"Don't say, don't be surprised... The heart-eating is still in my body, and I may really be hopeless. If I insist on it day by day, I won't be surprised if it's true that I fall down one day. Ling Xiao, you can tell them that I am a congenital disease, and I can't let my father-in-law feel guilty for me again..."

Ling Xiao's eyes were full of consterction.

The man in front of him had no blood on his face, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and his body was suffering. However, I am still calm and calm. What I think of is not how to save myself, but that even if I die, I don't want others to be sad.

"The poison of devouring the heart, with the evil and resentment of its owner, is like a curse. Such poisons and records are rare in the Central Plains..."

Ling Xiao said guiltily.

"I know... I've been in southern Xinjiang. Such poison, once possessed, will never be eliminated without the owner's antidote. This is also the way Ruo Sang controls his disciples. Only a tragic and horrible punishment can make people have no fear of death... So he must die. Living in this world is a scourge.

Hanxing Road.

Why did you kill him? Only he can save you..." Ling Xiao muttered.

"He damn it, besides, can I keep him to threaten the honest child Yi Hui..." A desolate smile appeared on the corners of Han Xing's mouth: "I try my best to live and watch you get married. Yi Hui is gentle and won't bully you..."

"Brother Mu, don't say that. In fact, if there is no blood, I also have a way to control Uncle Yi's illness. As long as I am by his side and take good care of it, it is really possible to control many years, five years, ten years, or even 20 or 30 years... Blood is excellent, which can relieve all poisons, remove all the dirt and resentment, and can also cure your disease. Ling Xiao said.

The cold star shakes his head gently:

"I know what you mean, but how can I risk my father's life? Ling Xiao, I know you are good to me and believe in your medical skills, but I can't watch it. My father-in-law is suffering day by day and will finally be cured one day. And this is because I took the only medicine that can cure him. This doesn't work..."

Ling Xiao burst into tears.

He is so firm and calm about even his life and death. That man is too heavy in his heart.

"Ling Xiao, don't think nonsense anymore, don't force me, I beg you, don't tell others. Even if I die, I will die calmly, otherwise, I will not have the face to live in the world..."

The unquestionable eyes of the cold star are unfathomable, with infinite power and majesty. Such majesty made Ling Xiao finally nod.

The sound of "squeaky" came out, and the blood was finally crushed.

Ling Xiao carefully poured the blood epider into the paper. There are also several packs of herbs on the table, which are nothing more than some nourishing herbs for ginseng.

The water in the medicine stove next to

also opened.

Pour the medicine into the casserole, and the blood enters the water, and all the herbs are dyed bright red.

The herbs are cooked and poured into a bowl, which is also a piece of blood red.

However, this blood is red and has no fishy smell. On the contrary, there is a faint fragrance, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

Ling Xiao trembled and brought the pill to Yi Feng's bed.

These days, Yi Feng has become thinner and thinner with the pain of illness, and a few more white hairs on his temples. The knife-cutting and axe-like face is full of perseverance, and the dark and bright eyes are bottomless, which makes people awe for no reason.

"Thank you for your hard work, Ling Xiao..."

Yi Feng sat up slowly with the help of Yi Hui.

"It's not hard, it's not me..." Ling Xiao muttered, and his eyes were also a little confused.

"Are you too tired? I'll serve my father-in-law to drink medicine. Yi Hui, take Dr. Huo down to rest!"

Han Xing saw Ling Xiao's strange expression and was slightly nervous, and ordered.

"Uncle Yi..."

There were tears in Ling Xiao's eyes.

Yi Feng also showed surprise. As soon as Ling Xiao came back, he arranged to make medicine for him. Han Xing and Yi Hui simply reported to him what happened on the road, and there was nothing special about it.

"What's wrong? If there is anything, Ling Xiao can tell Uncle Yi..."

The cold star is already pale.