Crazy villains for redemption, I was reborn three times

After one afternoon, Qiao Sui's hand returned to its original appearance.

She wasn't disabled after all.

But she hasn't completely recovered. For example, after she can move her whole body, she still can't move her hands.

Even so, when Qiao Sui saw the hand that had been drilled by an unknown bug, he still had the urge to amputate it with a knife, but he held back after thinking about it.

But life is always spent in constant compromise.

She still didn't say a word to Xi Qing, if she wanted to say gratitude, there was nothing,

She didn't know that he made such a move. If he had other purposes, it would be ridiculous.

Qiao Sui didn't trust any of them.

After Yan Qingyin knew that Xi Qing had healed her hand, she called Xi Qing away to talk alone.

"Why do you do this? But how long have you known her, and you spend this kind of effort to save her?"

Yan Qingyin knew that his physique was special, but even for a person like him, it was not easy to use Gu to repair other people's bodies, and the things to be consumed were not easy, and the injury on his own shoulder was nothing, Wei Ruxue just met him how long?

Xi Qing said, "That man."

Yan Qingyin looked at him, he knew he was talking about Mu Han.

"That man doesn't look easy to deal with. Instead of angering him and dealing with a lunatic, it's better to be more thoughtful."

Yan Qingyin said, "It's a reason, but it's not enough to convince me."

He frowned, "Forget it, it's up to you."

After all, he blocked a sword for him today, and Yan Qingyin wouldn't blame him for this kind of thing.

I just don't know, Aunt Wei, now Miss Wei, will she accept this love.

What's more, it was him who was wasted, so let him go.

He just felt a little puzzled and curious.

How can there be people in this world who are willing to hurt themselves and save others?

If you can't get equivalent or more benefits, it's obviously meaningless to do so.

Yan Qingyin looked at him, really confused.

When it was critical to go out, Xi Qing was not usually someone who could read the eyes of others. He listened to the words and said nothing. He bowed, turned around and walked out.

In the silent wind, he thought of the dark room in his childhood, those cold, calculating voices.

His physique is special, he is the only living thing among many test subjects.

No one regards him as a person, and more people regard him as an important item.

No one would smile at him at all, and no one would talk to him.

Later, after he came out by himself, he learned that there are people in the world who are called relatives, and people who are called friends...

That was something he never had.

Xi Qing thought, when I saw those people walking in groups outside, they could talk freely and eloquently.

He has always been, very envious, and yearning.

But no one likes a weirdo like him.

Even if they fled here from the southern country later, they met Yan Qingyin, he rescued him, and he recognized him as master, the two of them were not friends.

Xi Qing only knew that Yan Qingyin was very important to him.

But it's not the same after all.

He is also not very good at talking, because... there has been no one who can talk to him.

It was understood at an early age that no one liked talking to him.

Xi Qing knew that it was ridiculous for her to be like this, but it seemed that there was a gap in her heart, and she couldn't wait to learn something from there and fill this place, even if she wanted to... humbly beg.

Xi Qing was distracted, seeming to be thinking about something, but also seemed to be thinking about nothing.

There seemed to be soft silver bells in my ears, as well as the laughter of children in the streets and alleys.

Xi Qing didn't know why she suddenly remembered these things, let alone why, she would heal her injury today.

Obviously...she even beat him.

Xi Qing reached out and rubbed the place on her face where she had slapped her.

It's just that neither Yan Qingyin nor Xi Qing thought that Qiao Sui was much more troublesome than they imagined.

Tormentingly, on this very night, her body gave another warning.

It was another high fever that persisted, and another apnea in the middle.

A room was full of people, coming and going back and forth, all kinds of careful service.

This is not a hostage, this is clearly an ancestor.

When Qiao Sui was still a little conscious at first, he felt as if he had seen Yan Qingyin.

She still remembered provoking him, "Well, if I die, let's see what else you can use to threaten Yan Muhan."

Yan Qingyin lowered her eyes, "Don't you have no feelings for him? You don't seem to have no feelings for him."

Everything was fine at first, but after seeing Yan Muhan in the bamboo forest, it was completely exposed, and now Qiao Sui didn't bother to pretend anymore.

"I lied to you." There was a very nasty smile on her lips, "Can't you?"

She didn't know that she was now pale, with no blood on her face, and her lips were bleak, but because of her good looks, she didn't dare to be sick and messy. At this moment, she smiled like this, which was quite shocking. It makes people feel like they have been caught in the heart.

Yan Qingyin smiled and said, "Are you happy, but you are dying."

He seemed to feel sorry, but although the tone of his words was still gentle, it was full of rare malice, "If you die, there will be nothing left, including Mu Han that you miss so much, he is so young, even if he still misses you now , but he will forget it in a few years, and he may have three wives and four concubines in the future, with a full house of children and grandchildren."

Qiao Sui felt a bit of pricking heart when he heard it.

But in an instant she laughed, "That's really great, as long as he lives well, I will be happy."

For a person like Yan Qingyin to say such things, it means that what she said during the day and her arrogant attitude just now must have stabbed him.

When Qiao Sui thought of this reason, the depression in his heart disappeared.

For a person like him, it's easy for people to feel like punching cotton, but that's it... who can't do it anymore?

A quarrel is about what other people don't like to hear and say, whoever laughs last is the winner.

"It's you, how long can you live without Mu Han?"

Xi Qing was always on the sidelines, but his presence was not high.

At first, he didn't understand what they said, but when Qiao Sui said this, his expression changed slightly, and he looked at Yan Qingyin.

There was still a smile on Yan Qingyin's lips, but that smile was somewhat stiff.

Xi Qing knew that he actually didn't like hearing others say that he didn't live long.

Qiao Sui didn't care if he stepped on the thunder accurately now.

She is very uncomfortable now, and she feels that it is good to die, but she can't bear Mu Han, not to mention, how could Yan Qingyin be willing to let her die.

With her current body, Qiao Sui knows very well how Yan Muhan fished her out of the gate of hell several times. Now Yan Qingyin can't wait to peel her skin, but she can't toss her a bit, otherwise she will die and give him up immediately. look.

It is true that, as he said, Mu Han is young now, and he may have forgotten her long ago, but if she really died here, he would not be able to hide it, and it would anger Mu Han, so he could not afford to go around.

Qiao Sui said, "I hope you live, just like this... poor, sad life, it's fine."

The smile on Yan Qingyin's face faded a lot, and she said to the people in the room, "The medicine is here, you all go down."

Xi Qing frowned and Yan Qingyin said, "Go down."

Under his order, everyone retreated.