Way of Choices

Seeing the girl disappear in the Yelin, Ye Xiaolian thought for a while, and after all he couldn't suppress the question, he asked softly, "Who does Sister Xu like?"

Sister Tong looked at her and asked with a smile: "If it is you, how do you choose?"

"If it was before, of course I chose Brother Qiushan, but now..." Ye Xiaolian said seriously, and then somehow felt so sad.

Chen Changsheng didn’t know what impact his existence had on a little girl’s outlook on life and love. He and Folded Sleeves were still walking in the mountains in the dark, looking for those who were injured in battle, He treated them for injury. During this process, he did not show anything special, but the sleeve was still found. When he met the wounded by Xu Yourong, Chen Changsheng stayed for a longer period of time. Obviously, a lot of effort is required. In the same way, the girl was walking in the night looking for a cure for someone else, but for some reason, when she saw the wounded by Chen Changsheng, she seemed extra worried and stayed longer.

The Zhou Garden in the night is very quiet, there are no stars in the night dome, but the little bonfire on the ground has diluted the monotony between them. The teenager and the girl walked back and forth among the stars on the ground. Many of the wounded who have been treated by the other party have not met once.

They are doing different things in different places. They don’t see each other, but they know who the other person is. The bandage wrapped around the injured person’s leg, the true element remaining in the meridian, the sacred breath at the edge of the wound, as if it were a letter or It is a simpler note, conveying some kind of information, telling each other what to do, faintly hard, gambled.

Again, somehow.

In the middle of the night, Chen Changsheng returned to the banks of the river according to his promise, looked at the sleeping Qingxi Guanzhu, confirmed that she had been there, silenced for a moment, and gave birth to some admiration. He could not deal with those internal injuries, Can only let the injured stand up, and then slowly raise, it is indeed not as effective as her means.

However, he has cured more than 20 wounded tonight. She should treat not less, or even more. No matter the holy light technique of the State Church or the methods of Saint Virgin Peak, they are extremely detrimental. Is she able to withstand continuous treatment with such physical effort?

Human practitioners entered the Zhou Garden to win treasures, according to the rules set by the saints, they used everything to their advantage, so even on the first day, there have been many battles. The brutal battle has brought tragic consequences, and the gray line is invalid. That made the injuries even more terrifying. Fortunately, Chen Changsheng and several women from the Qing Thirteenth Division have rescued dozens of people in a row, at least until now there have been no dead people. There is no death, so the atmosphere between the practitioners is still calm, otherwise the enmity is unsolvable, especially in the context of the North-South confrontation, no one knows whether chaos will occur.

The first night after entering Zhou Garden, slowly passed in a slightly nervous and silent atmosphere.

The morning light was faint, shining on the grassland and the mountain deep in between.

The early morning of Zhou Yuan is the same as the early morning outside, and the sunrise and the sunset are the same. They stretch into the mountains of the grassland, and under the red and warm light, they look like a giant dragon with their heads proudly.

This is the legendary Muyu.

At the peak of Muyu Peak, an old man was playing the piano towards Chaoyang, and the whisper of the piano sobbed as if he was hanging on something.

Behind the old man playing the piano, a little girl in her twenties is holding her knees in a daze against the rising sun.

She is really dazed, there is no emotion between her indifferent eyebrows, it looks a little pitiful, but it is magical that no matter how soft the light of the morning sun is, it will be dazzling, but she looks with her eyes open, don’t say The stinging and sour reaction didn't even squint.

"Chen Changsheng's medical skills are superb, not to mention Xu Yourong, and their response was too timely. Zhou Yuan did not mess up last night."

The old man who played the piano came to her and said in harmony: "Sir, Little Wolf and Chen Changsheng are together, kill them first."

The old man said this lightly, as if he said he wanted to kill Chen Changsheng and Folded Sleeves together, he would certainly be able to kill it.

Only Tongyou can enter Zhouyuan. In this way, no matter how strong this old man is, it is only Tongyou Peak Realm, and Chen Changsheng is already Tongyou Shangjing. Although the folded sleeve is Tongyou Initial Realm, it is strange. The bloodline talent and the combat ability sharpened in the snowfield are definitely far from it. Where does his faith come from?

The little girl was still holding her knees, staring at the warm red sun in a daze, and did not answer the old man who played the piano.

If you don’t answer, you don’t approve of it. Silence never means acquiescence. It’s always straightforward for adults to do things. The old man who played the piano understood this very well and persuaded: "In the plan of the military division, taking advantage of the civil strife of Zhouyuan's human practitioners last night, we took advantage of the chaos to kill people. If Zhou Yuan was not in chaos, he should act in order."

The girl looked indifferent and even looked dull, staring at Chaoyang and said, "I want to kill her."

The old man who played the piano knew who she was. The adult entered Zhou Yuan in a dangerous way. He wanted to kill the human girl and continued to persuade: "Xu Yourong is not an ordinary person..."

He almost said the four words that the little girl was most taboo to hear, but couldn’t help being afraid. After setting her mind, she continued to say: “...even if she continued to perform the Holy Light last night, it consumed a lot of truth, still Not easy to kill. According to the arrangement of the military division, we should first kill the rest of the people, and then kill Xu together, so that there will be no accidents."

Listening to the word "military division", the little girl was silent for a while, but after a while she shook her head and repeated, "I want to kill her."

She wants to kill Xu Yourong. She wants to kill Xu Yourong. She just wants to kill Xu Yourong. The rest of the human practitioners are all waste in her eyes. Where is she worth seeing?

...

...

Waking up with the sound of water, Chen Changsheng felt a pain in his body. Last night in the night, he rescued people back and forth at least hundreds of miles away. Even if his body is now extremely powerful, it can't hold it anymore. It's still mental exhaustion, which strikes like a tide, which is really difficult to load.

Chenguang had already made a great achievement, and it was already past five o'clock.

Chen Changsheng got up, walked to the river, picked up the cold water and washed his face, a little sober, and took the dry food from the folded sleeve and began to eat in silence.

Last night, there were practitioners who were injured or ordered. According to his words, they came to the riverside gathering. At this time, those people woke up one after another, and the scene suddenly became a bit lively.

After eating dry food, Chen Changsheng drank some water and sat for a while to dissipate his physical and psychological fatigue, and then stood up.

The sword wound on Sister Tong’s shoulder was cured by him last night, and is now basically healed. The spirit of pursuing emptiness and observing the subject has also recovered. Although he can’t walk on his own, there should be no problem in life. The rest of the practitioners suffer The injury was heavy or light, but it was okay. After a night of rest, it should be able to hold back to the garden of the gate.

Chen Changsheng walked to Sister Tong and whispered about today's arrangement.

Sister Tong nodded.

Chen Changsheng stopped talking, and after all he couldn't hold back, asking: "She... Did she come over last night and say anything to me? Or leave me anything?"

Sister Tong thought of her annoying self-talking on the banks of the Xi River last night and couldn't help laughing, saying, "There is no intention to leave a message."

Somehow, Chen Changsheng was a little relaxed and a little disappointed.

Just then, there was a cry of exclamation in the forest by the river.

Chen Changsheng and Folded Sleeve also had more than a dozen practitioners. After hearing the news, they quickly rushed to the place where the exclamation sounded.

I saw a master of Tiancizong, standing pale in the forest, at his feet, a middle-aged man's face was dead blue, he had no breathing.

died.

Someone is dead.

...

...

"How is this going?"

"Did the Sect Master Fei not hold it?"

"Did someone enter this forest last night and take advantage of Sect Master Fei's injury?"

Lin Zhong's angry and somewhat flustered discussion sounded. As a practitioner in the world of walking, the people present do not say that they are used to life and death, at least death will not bring much spiritual impact, but the closure of Zhou Yuan has cast a shadow on everyone’s heart, not to mention death This middle-aged man is the lord of the Tianci Sect. Tianci Sect is an unknown Southern school sect, but the identity of the sect lord is here, and... the lord named Fei was not seriously injured last night. His cultivation practice should be able to propagate easily, but why died so quietly?

Chen Changsheng walked down to the dead Master Fei Zong, squatted down before taking over the folded sleeves, put on the eyes of the deceased, looked at the nasal cavity and oral cavity, pierced the neck with a copper needle, took it out and lifted it up to After observing it for a while in the sun, his expression gradually dignified, and he said, "It's poison."

Hearing his words, everyone suddenly became more nervous. Who used the poison? That person could have concealed so many people and quietly entered the forest to poison Fei Sect Master, does that mean that as long as that person is willing, any person present can be poisoned at any time? The most important thing is the reason, why did the man poison Master Fei?

"It must be the Wumen." A southern practitioner said with hate: "When I entered the garden yesterday, I saw a few wizards, and I didn't know what the Li Gong and Saint Maiden thought, but I made these people like to use it. The monsters of witchcraft and poison also entered Zhou Garden."

Chen Changsheng shook his head and said, "Although the grass poison is indeed used, the toxin is not like a plant in the south."

"Then who did you mean the poison?"

The master of Tiancizong, who was very angry because of his grief, disregarded Chen Changsheng’s identity and stared at him and shouted loudly: "Last night Brother said that you don’t need treatment, you have to cure, and let us come here, but he did Dead, who knows if you moved your hands and feet while healing!"

Hearing these words, Lin Jian suddenly became quiet.

...

...

(see you tomorrow.)

If you like Zetianji, please collect it: (www.wuxiaspot.com) The fastest literature update in the book of Zetianji.