Chapter 30 Life is on the line

Hongxiu did not expect that Mr. Mingyue would sacrifice his life to protect the dark night. He slapped him and was very regretful. He hurried forward and said distressed, "You, you..." I was speechless.

With a fragrant sound in the dark night, the tip of the sword could not help trembling, like a dragon. The dark night Liuxiang bit her lips tightly, allowing tears to flow like broken lines, reflecting the sword light, looking resentful and sad.

Mr. Mingyue fell into the arms of the fragrance in the dark night and only smelled a faint fragrance. He was originally injured by Xuan Jizhen's wind. At this moment, with the palm of the red-sleeved knife, his qi and blood surged. Finally, he couldn't help spraying a mouthful of blood on the snow that had not yet melted.

Although Mr. Mingyue was seriously injured at this moment, he was very clear in his mind. I'm afraid this is the return of the light. He estimated that his life had rested. Seeing that the fragrance in the dark night was about to fight with the red sleeves, he hurriedly said in a hoarse voice, "Sister Xiang! Don't do it, red sleeves, go! Let's go..."

As he spoke, his voice was weak. Seeing this, the red-sleeved knife knew that if he was entangled again, he would definitely fight with himself in the dark night. It was of no benefit to Mr. Mingyue's injury, so he had to stamp his feet and said nostalgic, "Take care!" He gritted his teeth and disappeared into the woods without looking back.

In the dark night, Liuxiang quickly flinched his sword, put his arms around Mr. Mingyue, and said in a trembling voice, "What do you think?"

Mr. Mingyue coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood and reluctantly smiled, "It doesn't matter. It's a pity that your clothes are dirty. I will definitely compensate you... You'd better look at the best-looking clothes..."

Before he finished speaking, he was already angry. In the dark night, Liuxiang felt sad and carefully supported the bright moon. At this moment, the difference between men and women and the great harm of etiquette and education all turned into clouds and smoke. In the dark night, he remembered the scene of seeing this little white face for the first time outside the wilderness. At that time, he wore a mask of sword eyebrows and tiger eyes. In a panic, he was caught by himself, revealing the dark eyebrows of the distant mountain, smiled mischievously at himself, and pressed himself to change a new one in front of himself.

The dark night Liuxiang saw that the bright moon's face was even more pale, and his bright dark eyes seemed to gradually fade. He was still looking at himself. Only his chest could still feel his slight heartbeat. The dark night Liuxiang gently held him to the ground. Seeing that there was snow everywhere, he quickly knelt in the snow and used himself as a bed, and let Mr. Mingyue slowly lean against himself. Self.

The dark night Liuxiang looked down at the bright moon, and tears dripped on the bright moon's face. The bright moon looked at the dark night Liuxiang infatuatedly, as if he had forgotten the pain and forced a smile, "Huh? Why are you crying? The red sleeve knife and I are actually..."

Mr. Mingyue wanted to say that there was nothing in his heart, but he was seen by Liu Xiang in the dark night. How could he explain it clearly? In a hurry, he touched the pain and coughed repeatedly.

Waiting for Mr. Mingyue to finish coughing, he covered Mingyue's mouth and whispered, "Don't say it, I believe it."

Mr. Mingyue closed his eyes and breathed all over his body, with a long sigh in his heart, leaning his back against Liuxiang in the dark night, relaxing every inch of his whole body.

In the dark night, Liuxiang holds the wrist of the moon and also operates the internal breath and slowly conveys internal forces.

Mr. Mingyue was shocked and said hurriedly, "Don't heal my wounds. It's useless. It's useless to lose my vitality. My limit is approaching. I'm relieved to see you before I die."

The dark night Liuxiang finally squeezed out a smile on his face: "I told you to stop talking, the little white face is disobedient."

Mr. Mingyue was stunned, with a small white face? He smiled bitterly and said, "I'm not a little white face or a fairy. My name is Mr. Mingyue."

Liuxiang said in the dark night, "What's your name, whether it's the bright moon or the breeze, just don't talk!"

After saying that, he didn't wait for Mingyue to open his mouth and gently kissed Mr. Mingyue's face. Mr. Mingyue only felt like an orchid. He smelled a faint girl's breath and couldn't help but feel his heart.

Mingyue closed her eyes and recuperated. I don't know how long it took. Her internal breath gradually became smooth, and her body condensed a little strength. She slowly said, "Xiangmei, why are you here? What about the orchid butterfly dance and the colorful ring?

Liuxiang said with concern in the dark night, "Are you feeling better? After visiting the temple fair, we couldn't find you. Caihuaner joked that she had been robbed by picking flowers. When we went back to the inn, we didn't see you. Later, we looked around separately. I saw the good snow scenery in the countryside from afar, so I walked out of the city. It turned out that you were here with her..."

Speaking of this, he was afraid that Mr. Mingyue's breath would change, so he quickly stopped and said, "At this moment, Miss Lan and Cai Huaner are still looking for you in the city."

When Mr. Mingyue heard the words, he quickly supported the ground and sat up and said, "No, if they can't find us, won't they be anxious? We have to go back."

The fragrance in the dark night sighed, "Why do you always think about them?"

Mr. Mingyue smiled bitterly: "I'm better at this moment. I guess I can barely walk. Let's go back."

Liuxiang sighed in the dark night, "You'd better have a good rest. I broke up with Miss Lan when I came here. She knew I came here."

Mr. Mingyue nodded, took out his handkerchief and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth. Mingyue suddenly thought of something and hurriedly said, "Oh, I forgot to wear a mask. Don't let them meet me."

So he put his hands on his sleeves, and Liu Xiang hurriedly took out the mask for him in the dark night. He said strangely, "I saw it. I think your little white face looks very good. Why are you afraid of seeing them?"

Mr. Mingyue sighed, "Help me put it on. This is also a misunderstanding, and they have been kept in the dark by me."

While wearing a mask for the bright moon, Liuxiang in the dark night also sighed and muttered, "Maybe I'm also blinded by you now. How many women do you have a good time with?"

Mingyue was stunned and said quickly, "I'm sincere to you. This matter can only be shown by heaven."

Liu Xiang smiled and said, "Okay, come again. You can lie to me and coax me. Anyway, I'm that stupid girl and fall in love with you."

Mr. Mingyue suddenly felt warm and happy, and said slowly, "Remember, my name is Mr. Mingyue, but don't tell them. Even the red sleeve knife, I didn't tell her."

Liuxiang smiled in the dark and said, "If you lift the red-sleeved knife again in the future, don't you feel ashamed that I won't break your ears? A man is actually held in his arms?"

Mr. Mingyue smiled bitterly and was about to say that I was also held in your arms at this moment. After all, it was inconvenient to say, but he said, "You don't know that I have suffered internal injuries before. It was she who saved me and took me out of the city."

Liuxiang was shocked in the dark night: "You were injured. Isn't this an injury? You actually did it for me..."

Mr. Mingyue smiled and said, "Nothing, I volunteered."

Liuxiang was indescribably moved in the dark night. She hugged Mr. Mingyue tightly and sobbed, "How did you get hurt? Who hurt you?"

Mr. Mingyue slowly talked about the story, and the fragrance in the dark night was even more surprised: "Xuji Taoist? Is he also in Shangyu City? He is a strange person among your Taoist descendants. Fortunately, he didn't die for the sake of his fellow religion, otherwise you wouldn't have a life.

Mingyue said, "Sure enough, the internal strength of martial arts is very high."

Liuxiang said in the dark night, "Not only that, his Tianang Taoism is also second to none on Longhu Mountain. He has a thorough magic. Even the mysterious swordsman brother, I'm afraid it is difficult to defeat."

Mr. Mingyue had to ask again, and he listened to the humane from afar: "Sister! Look, they're all there!"