Chapter 1119: Sword End of the World (35)

One year.
Ming Xian exhaled, it was quite long.
But what should he do?
Leave... or stay?
Ming Xian's first thought was to leave. What is the use of staying in his situation?
However, this thought turned a few times, and finally turned to stay.
He missed that girl.
Thinking crazy.
He didn't want to leave her.
Ming Xian asked tentatively, "Chuzheng...isn't she busy these days?"
"No, I think she is there every day." Hanqin didn't notice Ming Xian's look, and said to himself.
"Yes...Is it."
"She didn't accompany you every day, are you forgetful?" Han Yu was inexplicably, and the old master touched the non-existent beard: "Do you have this side effect?"
"There is no cheating." The senior brother didn't raise his head, only a voice came in.
Ming Xian was stunned.
When has she been with herself?
She never appeared in front of herself...
Ming Xian was sure that it was not that he was forgetful, after all, he still clearly remembered what happened yesterday.
Ming Xian didn't pay attention when Hanxian left. He looked around and lifted the quilt down.
Mingxian put on his clothes and went out. Outside was a courtyard with a stream running through the courtyard and a small bridge.
In a strange environment, Ming Xian didn't know where it was.
He chose any direction to go, and soon saw the villain A.
Evil Man A stood in the corridor, bending slightly, Ming Xian heard the voice talking to him.
He stood in place and waited for the wicked A to leave. Before he passed, the people over there turned around, and when they saw him standing here, they turned around and left.
Ming Xian gritted his teeth to catch up with a sore heart.
"Chuzheng..."
The person in front was very fast, and Ming Xian felt a little breathless after chasing for a certain distance.
"Cough cough cough..."
Ming Xian stopped, coughing while clutching her chest, her fingers were a little moist, and blood slowly oozing from her snow-white clothes.
"what happened to you?"
Ming Xian's body was held on.
He raised his eyes slightly and held Chuzheng's wrist with a red circle around his eyes: "Why are you avoiding me?" His tone seemed to be accusing.
"..." I won't avoid you, I'm afraid I will beat you to death if I can't figure it out! Is it easy for me to sneak up!
Chu Zheng calmly changed the subject: "How come there is blood?"
These days, he is raising him with delicious food and drink, so why is he bleeding again? !
Ming Xian looked at the blood on his fingers, her expression also a little blank.
Chu Zheng took him back to the room and pulled down his clothes directly.
The wound on Ming Xian's shoulder that had been healed opened.
Not only the wound, but the internal injury he suffered last time has returned to the previous state.
The brother of Hanyuqi said that the efficacy of the medicine has completely lost its effect, and everything will return to its original state, and it will get worse and worse.
Chuzheng wandered around the place twice, suppressing the irritability in his heart: "Is there really no way to solve the problem?"
Hanqinling shook his head: "The only person who can solve the problem is my master, but...my master left nothing."
The brother sighed: "I can make a medicine to suppress the ruler's return. I read the handwritten notes left by the master, but the above did not mention how to completely solve the ruler's return."
He and Ming Xian date back many years.
At that time, Hanqin seemed to hate him so much. He didn't know what the adolescent girl was thinking, so he was very rebellious.
One day, this junior girl didn't say hello, and left a letter saying that he could leave the teacher and ran down the mountain secretly, but he could only come down to find someone.
People didn't find them, they got into trouble first.
Although his medical skills are good, his martial arts is too bad—it can be said that there is no martial arts, because his body does not allow martial arts, too much exercise is not allowed—Ming Xian passed by and saved his life.
Ming Xian had the same destination as his at the time, so he followed him with a faceless expression.
Not long ago, Ming Xian approached him.
Ask him if there is any medicine that can suppress your return in a short time.
Maybe sometimes fate has already made arrangements.
Brother thought for a while: "Or I will go back and look through it again to see if there are any useful clues. Maybe there is any way..."
Ming Xian sat on the edge of the bed blankly, Hanxian pulled her brother away with vision.
"I haven't finished talking yet."
"Just you talk a lot, women don't talk as much as you."
"The benevolent doctor, how I taught you before..."
"you are annoying."
"You walk well, do you look like a girl."
"You are too wide!"
"Well, I won't say anything, 萋萋, wait for you brother, slow down..."
The voices of Hanqingling and her brother went away, and the outside quieted down.
Chu Zheng walked to Ming Xian, slowly squatted down, holding his hand on his knees.
"Don't avoid me." Ming Xian blinked, looking at Chu Zheng: "I'm running out of time."
"If you listen to me, these things won't happen now." Chuzheng still couldn't hold back: "Why don't you believe me?"
"Are you angry about this?"
Chuzheng's indifferent face: "I'm not angry."
Ming Xian is also very stubborn: "You obviously have."
"No." Chuzheng was out of anger: "If you say anything more, I will leave."
Ming Xian choked and took Chu Zheng's hand: "Don't go."
There was faint tension and tremor in his voice.
"Some things took root in my body, driving me to do it. When I went to find Qiu Yuehe, I was ready to die with him..."
"The result is that you were besieged by others." Chu Zheng cut his knife mercilessly.
Ming Xian choked.
"If I go one step late, I can just prepare a coffin for you." Chu Zheng inserted another knife.
"..."
Although he was a little embarrassed at the time, he hadn't reached the end.
Even if something really happened in the end, he felt that he could drag Qiu Yuehe to die together.
Mingxian thinks that he can survive just to redress the wronged souls of Kongminggu.
This is his responsibility and cannot be avoided.
As for whether he was dead or alive in the end, he really hadn't thought about it before.
Ming Xian took out a note from her body and handed it to Chu Zheng.
"what is this?"
Ming Xian motioned to Chu Zheng to open and take a look.
I am pleased with you.
"I wrote it last time... I was meant to leave it to you, but... In the end, I didn't dare to keep it, so I wrote a new one." Ming Xian lowered his head, and his voice was a little stumbling.
The chaotic emotions in my heart ransacked, and I was envious of it.
In the end, he didn't think about anything at all, and looked directly at Chu Zheng's eyes: "Do what you said before still count?"
Chu Zheng asked the eight questions: "What's the matter?"
Ming Xian: "..."
Ming Xian's eyelashes dropped, and all emotions were blocked. He pulled the paper back and folded it slowly: "It's okay, just treat me as nonsense..."
Too.
He has only one year left in his body now, what can be left of her.
He was originally thinking about why he wanted others to accommodate himself.
He thinks and thinks, he doesn't want to think.
What is he.