I still remember the king's heart

The study room was lit with concentrated sandalwood, and Yue Xinyao quietly flipped through the medical books, writing and drawing on the paper from time to time, her profile was actually somewhat delicate and charming.

"Master, the master is not good!" The peace of the room was broken, and the gatekeeper disciple stumbled in.

Yue Xinyao slapped a book, "I'm very good"

"Yes yes yes, the head of the sect just now someone came to break through the gate of hell and took that poisonous pill..."

Yue Xinyao let out a cry, but didn't respond much. Every year, there are always a few brain-dead who are not afraid of death to pass the level. Don't you know that luck is also a part of strength.

"He...he said...the person he asked the head to save was a woman, surnamed Sang..."

Yue Xinyao stood up abruptly, "Where is he? Take me there quickly"

"Where is Sangyu?" In the room, Gu Cheng was lying on the couch dying of breath, only breathing in but not out.

Yue Xinyao asked again and still didn't respond, so she raised her eyebrows and took out a red pill from her kit bag and stuffed it into his mouth.

"The antidote made by thousand-year-old ice silkworms is really cheap for you."

Gu Cheng frowned, coughed a few times, "Jun...Jun Yue Inn..."

Yue Xinyao nodded and left, but he coughed violently and grabbed her by the sleeve, "Please... please, Master Yue... must... must be cured..."

Yue Xinyao pulled back her sleeve from his hand, "You don't need to tell me, I will cure her too"

"What to do... what to do... why hasn't senior brother come back?" Su Ruoying anxiously walked around the room, seeing that it was getting late, Sang Yu's face became more and more ugly, and gradually became angry. .

The door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and Su Ming strode in, and walked straight towards Sang Yu, with a sombre face that could wring out water.

Su Ruoying stopped in front of her with a stride, "You...what are you going to do?"

"Continue life" Su Ming said two words coldly, waved her away and sat on the side of the bed.

Using decades of pure internal energy to prolong her life, Jinghong's swordsmanship hurts the meridians of the whole body. If the meridians are cut off, the person will undoubtedly die.

Su Ming concentrated for a moment, and when he opened his eyes again, the hair on his forehead was windless, and the cinnabar between his eyebrows seemed to be wet with blood, which was lifelike.

She raised Sang Yu's wrist and interlocked her fingers. The man's palm was cold and without any warmth. These hands once brought her warmth, washed her hands, made soup, dressed her clothes, but in the end they became different from her. Same cool.

Su Ming pursed his lips tightly to resist the pain spreading from the bottom of his heart, calmed down slightly, and silently recited the last move of the Jinghong sword technique.

The master once said that the sword is a murder weapon, which hurts both others and oneself. The last move of this Jinghong swordsmanship cannot be used unless it is absolutely necessary, because it is a unique move to save people and a damaging move to hurt oneself.

Wisps of white smoke rose from the place where the two palms touched, Su Ming frowned, what's going on, all the internal energy was like a mud cow into the sea, and there was no more waves.

She slightly increased the strength, Sang Yu closed her eyes and snorted, blood gushed from the corner of her lips again, Su Ming was taken aback and withdrew her hand, the emotion in her eyes was inexplicable, and finally turned into mourning.

She was subconsciously resisting her, she really didn't want to live anymore.

After realizing this, Su Ming clenched his palms into fists, his eyes gradually turned red, and the corners of his eyes were bloodshot, looking horrifying, "Sang Yu, do you think you can leave me if you die? deprived of the right to die"

Su Ruoying took a few steps back in shock, "You...you...you crazy!"

Su Ming glanced at her lightly, with undisguised killing intent in his eyes, and finally slid from her face to the door.

"Come in when you've seen enough"

Yue Xinyao pushed the door in with the medicine box on her back, and frowned when she smelled the bloody smell in the room, "I thought Su Ming in her mouth was a great person, but it turned out that she was just a cowardly, selfish ghost "

Su Ming lowered his head and tucked the quilt for her, and returned to his usual coldness, "Yue Xinyao, for the sake of your coming, I won't kill you"

Yue Xinyao raised her brows, understanding what she meant, there will be a battle between them, but it's not up to them to win or lose, but to see how Sang Yu chooses.

"Let's all go out, I'll let her give her the needle"

Su Ming stood up and stopped when passing by her, "You were with her last night"

Instead of using interrogative sentences but affirmative sentences, Yue Xinyao admitted generously, "Yes, Miss Sang's skin can be broken by blowing bullets, and her big breasts and buttocks are really irresistible."

No wonder I searched the entire Yangzhou city and couldn't find it. A sneer appeared on Su Ming's lips, "Not as big as you."

After saying that, he turned around and left without even looking at her, the trace of jealousy in his heart because of Gu Cheng disappeared without a trace.

Although Yue Xinyao had a very bad reputation in the martial arts world, she was still a soft-hearted person, and she would never attack anyone unless she wanted to.

She misunderstood Sang Yu, Su Ming's lips overflowed with a half-hearted sigh, if she gets better, she will tell everything, her background, her past, including her, actually love her very much, but never disdain to express.

It's just that she forgot that there is a saying that you can go back to the past but you can't go back to the beginning.

Yue Xinyao was so enraged by Su Ming's words that she wished she could rush out and fight for [-] rounds right now, but seeing Sang Yu's paler and paler complexion, she still gritted her teeth and swallowed the anger.

The top priority is to save lives.

For three whole days and three nights, the candles in Sangyu's room were never extinguished, and the door was never opened or closed. Even though everyone was anxious, they had to wait patiently for the result.

It was Gu Cheng who was also in a coma for three days and three nights, and Su Ruoying kept guarding in confusion until the morning of the fourth day, when he finally opened his eyes slowly, and when he raised them a little, he could see her lying on the side of his bed and falling asleep, with a smile on her face. Tired, his eyes were black and blue, and his curled eyelashes were indescribably beautiful.

Gu Cheng's heart warmed, and he raised his hand to caress her long black hair, which was as smooth as brocade.

Su Ruoying woke up suddenly. Seeing him awake, she couldn't hide her excitement, her eyes were slightly red, "Senior brother...you finally woke up..."

Gu Cheng nodded. After all, he is a martial arts practitioner, and his body is not bad. Most of the injuries he suffered were skin trauma, plus the effect of the antidote, so he recovered faster.

"Ruoying... Thank you for your hard work..."

Su Ruoying shook her head, "Brother's well-being is Ruoying's greatest wish."

Gu Cheng stood up from the couch with difficulty, Su Ruoying hurriedly stuffed a pillow behind his back, "How is Miss Sang?"

Su Ruoying froze for a moment, but still shook her head, "It's already the fourth day, and Sect Master Yue is still treating him."

"Help me to take a look." Gu Cheng said as he was about to get up and go to bed, but Su Ruoying knew that he couldn't stop him, so she could only squeeze her lips tightly and help him to walk out slowly.

The rain in the south of the Yangtze River has always been lingering and affectionate, dripping from the eaves, creating circles of ripples.

Su Ming stood in the porch with his sword in his arms, his brows as calm as an ancient well, and he has stood in this position for three days and three nights. Three feet away is Sang Yu's door, which has never been opened.

Gu Cheng once thought that even if Su Ming had feelings for Sang Yu, it would be just a drop in the ocean, so he still had a chance, but many things were clear to the authorities.

I'm afraid that Su Ming also has deep affection for Sang Yu.

"Is there still no movement?"

Su Ming looked back at him, nodded imperceptibly, with inexplicable emotions in his eyes, and finally spit out two words slowly, "Thank you"

It's just that next time, she won't give anyone another chance to show affection to Sang Yu.

Just as Gu Cheng was about to say something, the door creaked and was opened, and Yue Xinyao pushed the door out with a tired face, with bruises around her eyes.

"What's the matter?" Su Ming frowned slightly, with a tremor in his tone.

Yue Xinyao took a look at her, then shook her head, "It's just a matter of trying to hang her life with soup, didn't you try it too, she really doesn't want to live anymore"

There are three thousand diseases in life and death in the world, but heart disease is the only one that cannot be cured. Even if she rejuvenates, she can't save a person who has no will to live.

Like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, Su Ming shook his body slightly, his palms clenched into fists, his eyes were filled with emotions, mixed with anger and regret.

"No... Impossible..." They had bowed to heaven and earth and promised to never leave forever. How could she leave her, how could, absolutely not!

Suming waved away the crowd and walked into the house, Yue Xinyao stopped her, "Suming, you still don't know how to repent until now?!"

"What regrets do I have..."

"You say you love her, but you don't even give her a promise. You still hide someone else's shadow in your heart. You look for the memories of the past in her!"

Su Ming was never a person who was good at arguing, his eyes were slightly red, his eyes were bloodshot, his fists were clenched tightly, and he gritted his teeth, "You and her just met by chance, what right do you have to talk about me?"

"I am not qualified, but you are not worthy to love her"

The air was filled with gunpowder smoke and the smell of gunpowder. Seeing that another fight was about to start, Su Ruoying boldly said, "Sang Yu is still sick, so you can't calm down a bit."

Yue Xinyao snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Su Ming raised his feet and walked into the house. When he passed her, he whispered, "No one loves her more than me, at least not at present."

Maybe this love is not pure, mixed with too many other worldly things, but can you deny its essence because of this?

Yue Xinyao froze in place until Gu Cheng patted her on the shoulder, "Maybe she loves Sangyu more than we imagined, and she also suffers a lot more than we imagined, after all, she is a person who never wants to talk about her emotions. People, the more you are in charge, go and rest for a while."

That person's sleeping face was still as quiet and peaceful as usual, but there was no trace of blood on his face, which made people feel pity for no reason.

Su Ming remembered that in the past she liked to sleep with her skirts hooked the most, and how long had it been since they shared the bed together and talked intimately, even though most of the time it was Sang Yu who babbled and she listened quietly.

Sometimes he would dislike her and annoy her, close his eyes and pretend to sleep and ignore her, that person would obediently lean towards her, leaning his head into the hollow of her neck, breathing lightly and shallowly after a while.

It turns out that without you, the night alone is terribly silent, and the pervasive feeling of loneliness can drive people crazy. Although she has endured it for ten years, she still wants to open the door countless times and go out to see it. Looking at her, he restrained himself again.

Having it and losing it is more painful than never having it.

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