Your heart is unpredictable

At this time, Zi suddenly said softly: "If you don't hurry up, I don't know if I can save that person..."

"I know." Feng said coldly.

The son smiled again: "Take me to see that person."

Yinghu kept silent, just looked at Feng Jing with his eyes, as if saying, you are responsible for what you say, and you marry if you want to marry.But now Feng Jing just wants to rescue Hua Yuxi first.

Walking through a long corridor, I saw the room where Hua Yuxi is now.The son went to the door again and saw the old man sitting by the bed. The old man also saw him and nodded to him with a smile.The son also smiled at the old man and walked in.

The old man stepped aside and let Zi stand next to Hua Yuxi again, "Long time no see, I know it's you just by looking at your eyes." The old man said slowly: "It's just that the eyes are a little different , I’m right, my little friend.”

Knowing that the old man was talking about someone he likes, the son couldn't help blushing, and said: "You should hurry up and take a look at this young man who is lying down with me."

The old man smiled and stopped talking about it, and told him about Huayuxi's situation in detail.

After listening, Zizi carefully checked the various conditions of Huayuxi.Looking at the two men standing behind him, he walked to Yinghu with a helpless smile, rolling his eyes, "Borrow your sword." Wan smiled and took away his sword before Yinghu agreed. .

Pulling away a little bit of the sword body cut his finger, Yinghu snatched the sword away in an instant and said angrily: "What are you doing?"

The son pouted again, brought the teacup on the table, ignored Yinghu, slowly dripped the blood from his finger into the teacup, Yinghu frowned, not knowing what he was doing.

Feng, who was standing beside him, watched his actions calmly, and only glanced at the person lying on the bed from time to time.

The old man watched quietly as if he knew what he was going to do again.

After a while, Yinghu suddenly grabbed Ziyou's hand: "Enough..."

At this time, Ziyou's face was so pale that he lost all blood, but he still turned his head and smiled at Yinghu and said, "I'm fine, to save Huagongzi, this amount of blood is necessary."

"It's up to you." Yinghu let go of Ziyou's hand. He didn't understand that he would look at this person who was bleeding his own blood and didn't care, as if his life had nothing to do with him. angry.

Ziyou's body finally couldn't hold on anymore, and he sat on the stool, and his blood volume was already enough at this time.

He simply bandaged his wound, and handed a small bowl of his blood to the old man: "Use this as a guide, add a prescription, boil it for three hours and give it to the dude to drink, and the toxins in him, his body will be cured." Slowly being cleaned up..." After finishing speaking, he fell down, and the shadow guard came to him in an instant and hugged him.

"The blood of the holy son of Miaojiang in the past dynasties is the holy medicine for detoxification, but this time to save Yuxi, he released too much blood, take him down to rest. I will do the rest." The old man faced Shadow Guardian said.

The shadow guard carried Zi back to the room and put him on the bed, covered him with the quilt and was about to leave when Zi woke up again: "It hurts..."

Hearing this, the shadow nurse immediately went to the side and frowned and asked, "Where does it hurt?"

Zizi raised his hand again, gently smoothed Yinghu's brow, and said with a smile: "I'm just joking. Don't frown."

"This time is an exception. Next time you want to save others, you must first consider your own life."

"I'm working so hard for a reason..."

Yinghu looked at the person whose face was still pale, paused again and said with a curved mouth: "Because I want you to marry me."

Yinghu didn't know what expression to use to face this simple and ignorant man, stood up: "You should have a good rest first, I will order the servants to bring you something to replenish your blood." Said and left the room.

The son was thinking sullenly again, in order to save the playboy as much as possible and then marry you, I put so much extra blood, you don't know, you still don't want to share the same room with me, it's because I look so good It doesn't look good or something... Zi frowned and looked at his wound again.Really accidentally cut too deep...

"Oops, I forgot to tell the old man about Ying'er..." But seeing that I couldn't move for a while, I could only ask when my body got better, thinking again, lying on the bed fell asleep.

After a few quarters of an hour, it was already dark when he woke up, and the old man was sitting next to him.He looked at his re-bandaged wound, then looked at the old man and couldn't help laughing.

"You child, you can't even bandage a wound properly."

Zizi smiled again: "Don't talk about this now, is Playboy better?"

The old man sighed and said, "It's getting better, I've woken up, it's just..."

The son felt uneasy again: "Just?"

"This child has recalled all the memories of the past, so he just ignored the emperor." The old man sighed helplessly.

The child was full of doubts again: "The memory of the past?"

The old man said slowly: "It's nothing, the child probably played someone else for four years, and now he is tired, hey, my old man sees you young people making such a fuss..."

Thinking of something, he murmured again: "Forget it, young people should make troubles."

The son was confused again, the old man looked at him and said: "Didn't you want to find me? Yinghu told me."

The son was reminded by him again, and suddenly remembered that he still had one thing to do, and hurriedly said: "There is a person who I rescued here four years ago in the temple. Although my blood can cure all poisons in the world, but that People are different, all the important joints of his body were smashed, and his head was also severely injured. I, I want to save him, but there is nothing I can do..."

The old man stroked his mustache and said: "I can indeed save him. Since I owe you a favor and you rescued my apprentice, I will help you cure that person. The old man can go to Miao with you at any time." Xinjiang."

The son did not speak again, if he took the old man back to Miaojiang now, he would not have the chance to come out again, and the elders of Miaojiang would definitely guard him more strictly.

He can't go back yet, and he won't be able to see Ying Huo again when he goes back. He would rather not be the Holy Son of Miao Jiang... But it's impossible for him not to save Ying'er...

"Yes, can you go back to Miaojiang with me after a while?"

Seeing the embarrassed expression on his face, the old man seemed to have encountered something difficult to make a decision, and said: "The old man has a lot of time, and I am waiting for you anytime." He said and patted Tiao You on the shoulder.

The son smiled at the old man again and said, "Yeah!"

At this time, Yinghu came in from the door, looked at Zi and said, "Do you feel better?"

Hearing that he cared about him so much, Ziyou said with a happy face, "It's better." Yinghu's eyes flickered, and he didn't look into Ziyou's eyes.

Turning to the old man, he said, "His condition is a bit bad..." The old man naturally knew that the shadow guard was referring to his disciple.

Four hours ago.

After taking the medicine, Hua Yuxi's complexion slowly returned to rosy, she moved her fingers slightly, and slowly opened her eyes.A tear fell down, it was the tear of his struggling in the dream.

Feng actually took a step forward, looking at Hua Yuxi who woke up: "Yuxi, are you feeling better?"

Hua Yuxi glanced at her eyes, and said coldly: "I don't know who you are calling, my name is not Yuxi, but Hua Lingzi."

Feng didn't know why a sense of strangeness came over him, and he suddenly remembered that this person was not Yuxi.

But the time with him was so real that he was willing to sink even if he knew it wasn't Yuxi.

"Do you remember?" Feng suddenly felt a sense of loss. This person remembered the past, does it mean that he is no longer so obsessed with himself.He doesn't like things he can't control.

"I remember, then do you remember?" Hua Lingzi wanted to tell him that he remembered everything, but did he remember the days when he was with Hua Yuxi, he was with himself, But at that time, he deliberately pretended to be Yuxi and deceived Feng, but was discovered by Yuxi...Hua Lingzi closed his eyes and forced himself not to think about those things.

"You're a little confused right now, take a good rest first, and I'll come to see you again." After saying that, Feng Jing left.Rao is as calm as he doesn't know how to deal with such a situation.

In fact, Hua Lingzi thought that if he pretended to be his Hua Yuxi like this, Feng would actually be willing to be with him, wouldn't it be good to just go on like this.

But once people have tasted the sweetness, they will have unlimited desires.He is the same for Feng Jing, he has experienced Feng Jing's care and the joy of being together, he will hope that Feng Jing's love for him is not because of his face that is exactly the same as Yuxi, but because Feng Jing likes Hua Hua Lingzi this person.

He wants to be by Feng Jing's side as Hua Lingzi, and he doesn't want Feng Jing to call the name Hua Yuxi even between the beds.

But, it's impossible, as long as his face is here, Feng Jing will never forget Hua Yuxi, and he will never get a complete Feng Jing.

Hua Lingzi hates her face but also loves her face.Because of this face, he can have so much contact with Feng...

He dragged his weak body out of the bed, went to the drawer and opened the drawer to take out the scissors inside. His face was pale, he closed his eyes and pointed the scissors at his face. The scissors in Hua Lingzi's hands fell, and the shadow guard walked in, saying, "Why do you..."

Yinghu carried Hua Lingzi back to the bed. If he didn't come in time, would he ruin his face? After a pause, he said: "Like this kind of thing that grows from the heart, so it's the same Face, if the emperor loves Hua Yuxi, he can only see Hua Yuxi, if the emperor loves you, then even with the same face as Hua Yuxi, he can only see you."

Hua Lingzi turned his head away and didn't speak.Yinghu saw that he couldn't listen to what he said, so it was better to call his master, if this man couldn't think of anything to do, presumably a bunch of things would happen again.

The old man returned to Hua Lingzi's room, and saw the child lying on his side with the quilt covering his face.

"As a teacher, you are not allowed to ruin the face of my beautiful apprentice, otherwise it will be terrible for me to get angry."

Hua Lingzi still didn't respond.The old man shook his head, the matter of his beloved apprentice is more complicated than when he was young, no one can see the future of Hua Lingzi and Feng Jing, no one can guess... Let everything take its course, accept No matter how sad his heart is, he will always be his precious disciple's support.