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When Jingshu fell asleep again, Ye Ying gently laid her flat on the bed, turned around and left the tent, Ye Meng saw him coming out with his clothes on, and hurried forward, "Brother, it will still be raining, why did you come out when you are not well?" ?”

"I'll take a look at the injured disciple."

Ye Meng immediately replied: "Zhen Zhen's hands are already feeling better, the poisoned disciples can stabilize after drinking the detoxification soup distributed, and the others who suffered flesh injuries are fine."

The climate in southern Xinjiang is humid and hot, and the wounds will fester and rot if you don't pay attention. The soldiers who died in the battle should have been brought back to their hometown by their companions, but in this poisonous swamp in southern Xinjiang, the corpses cannot be parked, and it is not appropriate to bury them on the spot. Can be cremated.

The day before Jingshu woke up, the Tiance Army cremated all the corpses they could find in batches. The fire in the woodland continued to burn for seven hours. Xinjiang's evil spirit is soaring, and a grand ceremony is indispensable.

The air is still filled with the charcoal fire from dawn to darkness yesterday. Not counting the disciples of the major sects, thousands of Tiance soldiers lost their lives and over ten thousand were injured. Although the Tianyi Sect was destroyed, the court and Jianghu Even more casualties.

A trace of pity flashed across the cold face, Ye Ying sighed lightly, checked the injuries of the Tibetan sword disciples in each camp, "Go and see the third brother."

Ye Meng hurriedly took him to Ye Wei's camp. Ye Wei was slightly injured, but he didn't know when he fell there. Ye Meng found out when the dust settled. The wound was not unexpected because the bandage was too tight and festered.When the two left, Ye Wei was changing the dressing in the tent, and when he saw his elder brother and fourth younger brother coming in, he quickly tugged at his sleeves.

"Third brother, I'll help you." Ye Meng saw that he was about to step forward immediately, but was stopped by someone.

"Let me do it."

Ye Meng glanced at his elder brother's face, recalled what he said not long ago, and retreated wisely.

Ye Wei's expression was slightly stiff, and the moment Ye Ying stepped forward, he subconsciously stepped back, "Brother, I'll do it myself."

Ye Ying's faint expression became turbulent, "Sit."

Unable to hear the emotion in his words, Ye Wei hesitated for a while, and sat down on the side of the couch. Ye Ying had already stretched out her hand to pick up the loose cloth strips and wrapped them around his arms.

It was quiet in the tent, only the sound of rain outside, until Ye Wei blocked Ye Ying's fingers and the latter stopped and tied the cloth strips. In my impression, this was the first time that the eldest brother helped him treat the wound himself.

"Jing Shu woke up."

Ye Wei paused, "Very good."

"She said that after you left home, your siblings cried very hard."

"...I will explain it to Xi'er when I go back." Liu Xi and Jing Shu are friends. At first, he was worried that if Liu Xi knew about Ye Ying's arrest, he would not be able to help but reveal his secrets in front of Jing Shu, so he didn't say it clearly. Unexpectedly, Jing Shu finally found out.

"You're right in saying something," Ye Ying stood beside the couch, with a misty look lingering on his handsome face, "You will know how to cherish it when you lose it."

For Jingshu, he can protect her without hesitation.Because he has lost too many times, but with the destruction of the jade soul, for Jing Shu, the last amulet has disappeared. He doesn't know if he will be so lucky next time, but he only hopes that there will be no next time .

Ye Wei didn't say a word, when Liu Xi killed himself, he and Liu Fuyun fought to the death, he had the idea of ​​dying together, but he didn't want to be rescued by the old owner of Ba Dao in the end, if Ye Meng and Jing Shu didn't appear, even if he stayed in vain The will to live is but lingering.

Coincidentally, both of their brothers have experienced the most painful farewell. Ye Wei couldn't understand that feeling, and because of this, he couldn't just watch Ye Ying waste his life because of Jing Shu's serious injury. .

"Don't worry about what happened last time. If Jingshu is replaced by Liu Xi, I won't let you go."

Ye Wei was stunned, and looked at Ye Ying who said this. Before that, Ye Wei did not hesitate to fight Ye Ying to leave Jing Shu's side. He had never spoken to Ye Yingduo, and even seemed to be evasive.Although he felt that he had done nothing wrong, he still felt uneasy when he punched his elder brother, "Thank you for your forgiveness, brother."

The handsome eyebrows stretched slightly, Ye Ying nodded, "Take a good rest, don't go back with your injuries and show it to your siblings, if something happens here, you can take your fourth brother and the others back to the village first."

The implication is... "Brother, don't you want to go together?"

"On the way back, I plan to take Jing Shu to Chang'an to find Mr. Sun."

Thinking of Jingshu's sick and weak body now, it is understandable, Ye Wei replied, "I will report to my mother that my elder brother is safe."

Only mention the mother, not the father.

Ye Ying knew that the relationship between the third brother and his father had been too unfamiliar for many years, and it was a bit inexplicable to think of the batch of weapons that were secretly transported from Badao Villa to Tibetan Sword.

"What happened back then, don't resent father too much."

The next day, the leaders of the various factions gathered in the commander's tent to discuss the next actions. If the main altar of the Yijiao collapsed today, and Wu Menggui died, but there are still Tianyi's remnants wandering around, if these forces ignore it, they will be afraid In the future, cults will revive.

Not long after the Ye family brothers left, an unexpected visitor came to the Hidden Sword Camp. The disciples instinctively drew their swords to block the opponent's way. The latter had no anger on his face, only anxiety. People are tight.

Jing Shu, who was lightly asleep in the tent, was awakened by the sound outside, and there was no familiar body temperature around, and Ye Ying was not there.She closed her eyes to ease the feeling of top-heavy, and a moment later a disciple walked in cautiously, "Ma'am?"

"What's the matter?"

Hearing that Jing Shu woke up, the disciple couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and hurriedly said: "There is Mr. Murong outside, he is a corpse..."

Jing Shu was in a coma and didn't know what happened later. After inviting Murong Zhuifeng in, she found out that he had accidentally bumped into the escaped Wu Tiye from a secret passage leading to the outside world, and avoided future troubles.

"What's wrong with Mrs. Murong?" After Murong Zhuifeng entered the tent, the people in the coffin struggled non-stop, as if they felt some kind of attraction.

Ye Wuxin, who stayed in the camp, stood at the door of the tent and stared at Murong Zhuifeng who was standing in front of Jingshu. Although Ye Ying testified that the corpse man did not do evil when he showed up, but now he suddenly came to Jingshu and it was shocking. worried.

Although he knew that Jingshu was recovering from illness, Murong Zhuifeng had to visit her because of the condition of his beloved wife, "This is why I came here. Wanqing has been unable to calm down these days and almost got out of the coffin, so I came here." Help me."

Jing Shu looked at the thumping coffin, her eyes darkened, now that Can Xue was destroyed, she couldn't calm down Zhuo Wanqing like before, and Zhuo Wanqing suddenly became agitated, maybe it was because of her Therefore.

Rubbing her eyebrows, she put on her clothes and got off the bed. Ye Wuxin hurriedly stepped forward to stop her, "You're not in good health yet."

There was a loud sound from the coffin, a skinny hand suddenly protruded from the crack, Murong Zhuifeng turned around and pressed the coffin, with an extremely anxious expression.

Ye Wuxin immediately stood in front of Jingshu, and the disciples outside also rushed in when they heard that something was wrong, and they all drew their swords at the person and the coffin. Jingshu's face was morbidly red, she got up and stood up unsteadily, "Everyone go out."

"Jingshu..."

"Everyone get out." She pushed Ye Wuxin away and walked to the door of the tent, "Let Mrs. Murong out first, lest she hurt herself, there are so many people here, it doesn't matter."

Murong Zhuifeng hurriedly pressed the lid of the coffin and carried the huge coffin out of the tent. All the disciples surrounded him, looking at the hand that was scratching outside vigilantly. How could they not know that there was a corpse inside the coffin at this time? .

The corpse locked in the coffin finally poked its head out from the damaged hole, Murong Zhuifeng simply lifted the lid of the coffin, and quickly tied the people inside into a ball with iron chains, "Wanqing, take a quick look, it's me ah!"

"Senior Sister Wanqing?"

"Wanqing?"

"Junior Sister Zhuo?"

The Hidden Sword disciples were shocked, they couldn't help but lost their minds when they saw the corpse woman imprisoned in Murong Zhuifeng's arms. Even though the other person's skin was black and his face was dead, they could still recognize this person. The disciples present were all in the Hidden Sword Villa How could she not recognize her after staying here for 30 or [-] years.

Zhuo Wanqing.

Jing Shu took a few steps forward, Zhuo Wanqing struggled crazily, and grabbed Jing Shu with sharp nails, Murong Zhuifeng directly tied her hands and feet with chains, heartbroken and unbearable, "Miss Jing Shu, look ..."

A slender figure came in a hurry, passed the crowd, and immediately supported the thin figure, wrapped her in a warm yellow shirt, "How can you come out to have a breeze before the fever subsides?"

There was a lot of softness in the dark eyes, and he let go of most of his strength and leaned on him, "You went out early in the morning, how can you tell me the other way around?"

Ye Ying rushed back after learning what happened here, "What's wrong with Mrs. Murong?"

"My wife has been restless since three days ago, and I have nothing to do, so I came to Miss Jingshu for help." Three days ago, they met in the canyon deep in Wuxian Mountain, and after that, Murong Zhuifeng found that his wife was more Usually more restless, he still doesn't know what happened to Jingshu, so he can't make contact.

"It's because of me." Jing Shu said softly, she has always been very...delicious in the eyes of corpses.

"Madam Murong will be safe if she stays far away from Jing Shu."

There was a strange look in Murong Zhuifeng's eyes, and his expression changed slightly when he looked at Jingshu. He couldn't hold on to Zhuo Wanqing for a moment, and the person in his arms immediately broke free from the restraints and rushed towards Jingshu. She was no more than ordinary corpses. , Her original martial arts were even much higher than her husband's.

Ye Ying quickly embraced Jing Shu and took a step back, but Zhuo Wanqing's footsteps were faster, and when she was about to approach the two of them, the chains wrapped around her body suddenly tightened, strangling her and taking her back.Watching Murong Zhuifeng lock up his beloved wife like a prisoner, Jing Shu's eyes flashed a trace of unbearable, "Aying..."

"You don't have Can Xue, she can't calm down."

"I want to try."

Ye Ying raised her eyebrows slightly, "How do you want to try?"

With a little force on the tip of her teeth, Jing Shu bit her lip, her fingertips were a little scarlet and she stepped forward, Zhuo Wanqing struggled, Murong Zhuifeng saw the blood on her fingertips and her expression froze slightly, "Miss Jing Shu, how about ..."

Now that he knew the reason, he didn't want to embarrass the girl who had been helping the couple. He could just take his wife and leave.

Bloody fingers drew a red mark between Zhuo Wanqing's eyebrows. Jing Shu bit her lips deliberately until the drawing was a complete figure. When she stood up, she felt a little dizzy, and her warm embrace wrapped her shaking body just in time. The body shape, the feet are still vain, "Well, I can't stand firmly..."

Ye Ying directly hugged her horizontally, frowned and said, "I told you not to be brave."

"Well, I... I just stood for a long time." Jing Shu was very discouraged by her body, but her eyes still fell on Zhuo Wanqing, watching the bloodstains gradually seeping into the latter's black skin, Zhuo Wanqing The green light in his eyes gradually receded, "It seems to be useful."

What Jing Shu drew was a heart-cleaning spell. Her master taught her a lot in the past because she was worried that the corpse poison would control her mind. Later, it was useless because of the cold iron. She never thought that she would have this opportunity now.