Vol 3 Chapter 1033: Vomiting blood

Ye Heng left Xuan Ming's tomb "caves", he returned home, introduced He Xia'an to his parents, then got engaged and married.
This is what happened within a month. Yeheng Heng did not believe that everything would happen so fast and so beautiful.
The wedding hadn't started yet. He walked to He Xia'an's room. She was wearing a plain white "color" dress with light makeup on her face.
"Am I pretty?"
He Xia'an turned his head to look at Ye Heng, who had just walked in, with a faint smile on his face.
Ye Ye nodded steadily, trying to say something, but suddenly felt a tingling sensation in his heart, and subconsciously pinched his chest.
"Ziheng, what's wrong with you."
He Xiaan hurriedly walked to Ye Heng's side and supported Ye Heng, but Ye Heng's smile was "lu", and he shook his head strongly.
"It's okay, maybe these two days are a bit tired."
But Ye Ziheng deceived others. How could He Xia'an, who is also a warrior, not know how he could feel tired of Ye Ziheng's extraordinary cultivation, even if he worked uninterruptedly for a year. There is no problem.
"Sit down and sit down."
He Xia'an said, holding Yeheng Heng to the sofa. Yeheng Heng originally wanted to refuse, but before he could say it, a painful heart burst suddenly came, and the leaves were directly hurting. On the sofa, the expression of "lu" on his face was grim.
"Zi Heng, why don't I go out and ask Master Qin to come in and have a look."
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Looking at Yeh Heng seemed a bit wrong, and quickly said, Ye Heng's current appearance really worried her.
But Ye Heng was still brave, shook his head and just wanted to speak, but this time, he hadn't even had time to speak, and a black blood spewed out of his air.
Seeing this scene, He Xia'an, the whole person was frightened.
"Ziheng, Ziheng, what's wrong with you!"
He Xia'an asked quickly, but Ye Heng felt that his consciousness gradually became blurred. After buying it for a few seconds, he felt that his eyes were black, and the whole person fell into a coma.
But he still heard He Xia'an yelling his own voice in his ear, and it didn't take long for the voice to gradually increase. After that, Ye Heng then passed out completely.
When Ye Heng opened his eyes again, he saw the ceiling of white flowers, his own striped shirt, and, as always, sat by his bed.
There was a faint smile on Ye Heng's face. He raised his hand and gently nipped at He Xia'an's face.
This pinch directly awakened He Xia'an, but the moment she saw Ye Heng waking up, her already swollen eyes shed tears again.
"Okay, it's okay, are you crying, I'm not dead. It's just too tired."
Ye Heng said with a smile on his face.
But He Xia'an was not a fool. Ye Heng said nothing in his mouth, but in fact there was nothing. Ye Heng's heart was clear, and He Xia'an was clear.
It can let a strong man in a unique style spit out blood. If it is a wound, it must be a very fatal wound, because only this kind of wound can be cured by a special grade warrior. If it is not a wound , It will be more serious, but poison or curse and the like are more difficult to treat than injuries.