Comprehensive martial arts pen to punish the world

Tang Wule suddenly subtly understood Ye Fan's feelings at the beginning - the existence of the elder brother of his sweetheart is really disgusting.

"You said that someone was going to kill her, but you didn't say who it was. The dantian was completely destroyed, and it's not an incurable disease that cannot be cured! Are you fooling me?!" Tang Wule almost laughed angrily, if he didn't know his own strength Not as good as Ye Ying, he almost wanted to stand up from the table, take out the mechanism box and paste the opponent's face with chasing arrows.

Mu Shu's dantian was abolished, and her meridians were all destroyed. If there was no famous doctor to rejuvenate, she would not be able to drag a sick body to this day.But since he didn't cross the threshold of hell when he was first injured, there is no reason why he would still be weakening day by day under the meticulous care, so Tang Wule felt that this reason was untenable.

Tang Wule's heart was burning like fire, his handsome face was cold and serious, his slightly closed jaw and the tight contours on both sides of his cheeks silently interpreted his anxiety that had run out of patience.In sharp contrast to his almost oppressive aura, Ye Ying's expression has never changed from the beginning to the end, his heart is like still water, without any waves, as if all the joys and sorrows in the world are just a moment in front of his eyes.

Tang Wule almost felt that this person was hideous. Facing the life and death of his younger sister, he still had the indifferent appearance of an outsider. How could he be worthy of her heart and mind, and never forget it?If it wasn't for asking a reason so that he could prescribe the right medicine, why would he come in front of this person and suffer from this tortured depression?

Tang Wule was resentful, but Ye Ying still stood up to Yue Zhiyuan like the five mountains and three mountains, and did not waver in Tang Wule's doubts.He is not young, and his heart is as bright as a mirror. Regardless of the vicissitudes of life, Tang Wule is just a child who is too rebellious in his eyes. It is reasonable to distrust his words. He would not believe the theory of strange powers and chaotic spirits unless he saw it with his own eyes and verified it one by one.The curse that she was only ten years old was not so much the inevitable result of her disability, but rather, it was her "fate".

——The so-called fate has written the ending since she was born, so what can he do to regain the half life lost by the younger sister?

Ye Ying thought deeply in her heart, but her face remained calm, she still had a calm expression: "Whether what Ye said is true or not, Mr. Tang, you don't have to worry too much. If the world allows it, Ye is not willing to send your younger sister away." She has a delicate heart and has her own gaps. Since she has not told Mr. Tang about this, she must not want Mr. Tang to be involved and dragged down by her. It is Ye who is the elder brother and cannot bear it. May she face the wind and rain alone, so that she can meet today. This matter has nothing to do with Mr. Tang, so why does Ye need to lie?"

Ye Ying said this frankly, and she didn't even hide her own selfishness. It can be said that she is brilliant and enlightened.Tang Wule's heart turned cold when he heard it, and he felt that the word "outsider" was very harsh.Ye Ying's words were not only straightforward, but also sharply cut through the unwillingness in his heart like a peerless sword-he could not deny that no matter how painful or struggling the woman in the mud was, the outstretched hand could not Never toward him.I don't want to owe him, don't want to hurt him, and don't want to rely on him.

——Aren't you just like an "outsider"?

Tang Wule pursed his lips slightly, feeling that he was so helpless. If he couldn't even protect the person he wanted to protect, what would be the future?

"I understand what Master Ye means." Tang Wule's tone was indifferent, but he suppressed his anger and said calmly, "Since there are no holidays, why is it so?"

Ye Ying frowned, pondered over her words, and finally decided to tell him part of the truth, and said, "Mr. Tang, have you ever heard of the theory that doves occupy magpies' nests?"

Tang Wule raised his head slightly, but couldn't help but frown, and after a while, he silently nodded yes.

Mu Shu didn't know anything about what happened in the tea room.She was still immersed in the joy of discovering Junyingcao, but after asking all the Tibetan sword disciples living in the courtyard, no one knew where the Junyingcao came from.Mu Shu couldn't figure it out, but thought that this primrose, known as the lily of the valley, probably came from a certain canyon on Peach Blossom Island, but she hadn't discovered it.I don't know which kind-hearted person gave her a gift. It is not only an unexpected joy, but also a corner of spring scenery that is not as beautiful as peach blossoms, but has its own charm.

She found a gooseneck bottle with cracked ice, stored the cluster of lily of the valley in the water, and put it on her desk. Occasionally smelling its fragrance, she felt refreshed.

Burning incense and grinding ink, dyeing paper and paper with incense, and touching ink with a brush, it is like the color of lake and water.

Mu Shu is writing a letter at this time, the writing is rigorous and the words are elegant, even if the handwriting is as clear as a banished fairy, it can't hide the gentleness between the lines.

Mu Shu was reminded by the system that he remembered this character worthy of detailed description - compared to the seventh son of the Hua family, the owner of the golden wind and rain building, and the "living people are not cured" Dr. Pei Yuan, this person is called Desperately, he is unknown, but his pride is trampled into the dust.He has both literary and military skills, and he has lofty ambitions and amazing talents, but his talents are unrecognized, unappreciated, and even reduced to a laughing stock.A life full of ups and downs, lofty to the bone, with warmth and aspirations in his heart, but in the end he got stuck in the mud and turned into a gloomy silhouette.

"Gu Xichao." Mu Shu almost sighed and wrote the signature on the paper, waiting for the ink to dry, he couldn't help thinking wildly.

She didn't know whether her behavior was good or bad, but just because the system suddenly mentioned this person, she intervened in other people's life on a whim, and might even cause uncontrollable distortions and changes in the future.Gu Xichao is very different from the other three people she is going to write about. He comes from a humble background, and his talent is underappreciated, which is almost the regrettable "heart is higher than the sky, fate is thinner than paper".

The system reminded her that Gu Xichao had passed the imperial examination and had already passed the imperial examination, but she was deprived of her honor because she was the son of a prostitute.Unlike others, Mu Shu is almost sure that if he sends an opportunity and good fortune to Gu Xichao, he will definitely grab it without hesitation at this moment when he has nowhere to go, and he won't even have the chance to hesitate.What does the name of Fusu mean? Mu Shu, who is now more and more knowledgeable, also vaguely knows that what she can give him is not only the reputation, but also the brilliance that everyone is looking forward to and countless recruits who are eager for talents.

As long as he agrees, he can easily rise to the top. His humble background, unrequisitioned slavery, and the seemingly vast gap are all no match for Fusu's understatement of "a hero does not ask where he comes from".Don't say that Gu Xichao is an amazingly talented person, even if he is mediocre, someone will pave the way for him.

Mu Shu knew it, but she was also at a loss. She admired this talented general who was extremely cunning but also noble, but if Gu Xichao's life was rewritten because of her actions, what would be the consequences?The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. Some of her unintentional actions may eventually become the butterfly that flaps its wings but blows the wind, and even changes the situation and fate of a country.

Mu Shu sorted out his messy concerns slowly, straightened out the chaos, and criss-crossed a chaotic world.

"Gu Xichao became a villain because he was about to make a mistake. The evil will prevail and he will fail in the end. Then I will send him out in advance to reduce the strength of the villain. It shouldn't affect the situation in Song Dynasty, right? "Mu Shu was so entangled in his heart that he could only ask the system, "Wouldn't you be punished by the laws of heaven if you do this?"

[No, host, the law of heaven will favor the darling of luck, no matter when. 】The system is as far as it goes, and it can only help the host with such insignificant things.

Mu Shu sent the letter with an uneasy and apprehensive mood. After doing all this, she was so annoyed that she buried her whole body in the bedding. After a while, she fell into a deep sleep because of the lack of sugar caused by excessive brain work. I fell asleep with the light fragrance of the bell orchid.The sunlight outside the window gently splashed on her body, making her watery black hair seem to contain half a ray of holy light.

"Asleep?" A pair of slender but slightly pale hands stretched out, brushed along her temples, and gently pulled up the black hair that was laid gently behind her.

Adjusting her prone sleeping position, she gently tucked in the quilt and sat down on the edge of the bed.Mu Shu was not a martial arts practitioner at all, and he didn't have a high level of vigilance, but he had learned the ultimate in concealment and flexibility, so he naturally wouldn't find that there was another person in his room.

Wrapped in the soft quilt, which blocked the slightly moist and cool air in early spring, Mu Shu unconsciously let out a comfortable sigh, rolled up the quilt and fell into a sweet dreamland.Such a well-behaved and quiet appearance made people's heart move, and he stretched out his hand unconsciously, and gently covered her cheek.

Tang Wule felt that he might be terminally ill, but he also had such a day, just because he looked at a person's sleeping face, he felt such a sense of peace and satisfaction in his heart.Just like the brothers he once despised and laughed at, he in the past couldn't understand at all why he felt happy when he saw another person laughing, and felt pain when he saw her cry.He has never understood it, and has always been unwilling to understand it, but it was not until one day he personally trekked the love network in this world that he realized that all the seemingly stupid ignorance is because of love.

His sweetheart has the most beautiful smile and the most peaceful sleeping face, so cute, so obedient, and looks so harmless.But a girl with such a gentle and elegant appearance can have such an aura and wisdom as calm and calm.She is as weak as a willow, but she can face the wind, rain and frost so firmly without bowing down.

Love between two people is the joy of being able to get closer, but what he wants is this short-term possession?What he wanted was her whole life, forever, really forever.

Tang Wule's expression was calm, like the snowy water on the river, cold but with a gentle gentleness.

A kiss with pity and admiration gently landed on the corner of her lips.

It's just that I can't help myself, that's all.