Sudden wind, snow disease.

The bonfire is booming, and the burning wood is making a beeping sound.

He Xie sat by the fire, listening to the whimpering and roaring wind, and watching the snow falling outside the window.

Wrapped in a pure white fox fur, Wang Yuyan leaned on He Xie's shoulder and stared at the swaying flames, dazed.

Her face was slightly pale, and she looked like she was just recovering from a serious illness.

Fifteen days have passed since the day when she was seriously injured and dying due to the shock of He Xie's internal force.

For the past 15 days, He Xie has been taking good care of her and taking care of her in every possible way. From the beginning, it was difficult for her to move her fingers, but now she can move freely.

Apart from her family, Wang Yuyan has never been taken care of like this. She enjoys He Xie's tenderness and care, but her heart has been difficult to calm down and suffers.

"Lonely Mountain and Remnant Snow Night, lonely stranger..." Suddenly, He Xie let out a sigh, attracting Wang Yuyan's attention.

Wang Yuyan looked up at He Xie's profile, anxious and troubled in her heart, and suddenly disappeared.

"Are you... homesick?" she asked curiously. "I never heard you mention it, where is your home?"

He Xie smiled: "It's just a moment of emotion."

He diverted the topic and said, "After drinking today's medicine, your injury will be fine. From tomorrow, you can continue to practice internal strength."

Fifteen days ago, when He Xie was at a critical moment in his practice, Wang Yuyan patted him, but was injured by He Xie's body-protecting infuriating qi.

He Xie was woken up immediately, and as soon as he took a pulse, he found out that Wang Yuyan was on the verge of dying, and only one breath was left.

His more than 100 years of skill are not trivial, Wang Yuyan's heart is broken, and it stands to reason that immortals can't be saved. Even if He Xie exchanged a big return pill to feed her, she was still in a coma.

For the past 15 days, He Xie has sacrificed her life for Wang Yuyan with 100-year-old mountain ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum and other tonics every day, and spent two hours a day combing her meridians and regulating her qi and blood, finally bringing her life back. .

Fifteen days, the relationship between the two has rapidly warmed up, but because of Murong Fu's relationship, the ambiguity between the two has always been shallow, and has never gone beyond the thunderous pool.

But, it's only a matter of time.

Wang Yuyan frowned slightly, gave He Xie a light white look, and said, "What's the use of me if I don't practice now?"

"You can't lose my people, right?" He Xie lowered her head and looked into Wang Yuyan's eyes with a slight smile.

Wang Yuyan's heart suddenly jumped up unsatisfactorily, and hurriedly turned her head, but a blush, but it was already red on the ears.

He Xie smiled just to tease her for a few words, suddenly his expression changed, he looked outside the temple, and said, "Someone is coming."

After a pause, he added: "Nine people, all have martial arts."

Although Wang Yuyan didn't hear anything, she had already built up full trust in He Xie along the way, and she couldn't help frowning and said, "Will those in the wilderness come to us?"

He Xie shook his head: "Be a passerby who missed the hour like us."

Before she finished speaking, Wang Yuyan heard the hurried and noisy footsteps.

"Huh? Someone inside?" A rough voice asked in surprise.

"Never mind, as long as it's not a Bodhisattva in the temple!" Another sharp voice sounded, "Go ahead and talk about it!"

Then the broken door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and a group of people wearing bamboo hats and shoji, each with knives around their waists swarmed in.

The cold wind poured into the temple, making the bonfire flicker. Wang Yuyan shrank her neck subconsciously, and couldn't help turning her head away, and He Xie couldn't help frowning.

These people took off their bamboo hats one after another, and shook off the snow on their bodies, but they were nine unkempt men, looking oddly shaped.

The leader was a burly man, looked up and down He Xie and Wang Yuyan, clasped his fists and said: "Brother, nine of my brothers are at the wrong time, I want to stay here for the night, I would take the liberty to disturb, Xiongtai, don't take offense!"

He Xie glanced at the nine people at random, and said lightly: "The temple is the land of the Bodhisattva, and it naturally saves the world. You are not disturbing me, but the Bodhisattva."

The man was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed and said, "Brother is right!"

After that, he turned around and gave the other people a wink, signaling them to be careful, and then the nine of them kept silent and went to the other side of the temple together.

When walking on the rivers and lakes, eyesight is the most important. He Xie and Wang Yuyan had gorgeous clothes and extraordinary temperament, and the sword box He Xie placed by the fire told them that this young man was a trainer, and no matter how deep He Xie was, they would not want to provoke trouble.

The nine people had a clear division of labor, and soon they also lit a bonfire, heated the wine, and took out dry food to eat.

"How many cups would you like to drink, Xiongtai?" The man who took the lead invited He Xie.

He Xie shook his head and refused, not wanting to talk much.

The man was boring, not annoyed, he smiled and sat down. A thin dwarf looked displeased and muttered a few words, as if mocking He Xie for not knowing how to praise him, but he was immediately reprimanded by this man, and he smiled apologetically to He Xie.

This made He Xie Gao look at the man twice.

After three rounds of drinking, the nine people saw that He Xie was just talking to Wang Yuyan in a low voice, and there was no other movement. Their vigilance gradually dissipated, and they began to talk to themselves.

One of the mustaches said proudly: "Big brother~lightnovelpub.net~ the dog officer surnamed Lu paid such a big price to invite our brothers this time, and he has the vision to do this business, we Yan'an Kowloon, in this pass It's quite famous!"

The burly man said solemnly: "Old Seven, be careful!"

After all, he glanced behind him intentionally or unintentionally, and glanced at the mustache with warning eyes.

The eight-character Hu chuckled: "Big brother, Chang'an Prefecture Yin spends a lot of money to reward that surnamed Quan, is it still a secret in the entire Jingzhao Mansion? In the past two months, how many swordsmen have died at the hands of that surnamed Quan, in the rivers and lakes. Who doesn't know?"

The burly man thought about it for a while, and it was the same reason. Although he was a little dissatisfied with his brother's open mouth, he didn't say anything.

"The martial arts with the surname Quan are strong, and you must not be careless." He said sternly, "Hua Lingzi Song Degui, the Lightning Sword King Tianwang are all in his hands, and even the Baoping Seven Heroes have died four, so this person's martial arts is not false. ."

"That's because we didn't take action in Yan'an Kowloon!" The short and thin man who mocked He Xie before sneered, "What are the Seven Heroes of Baoping? Eleven years ago, if we hadn't shown mercy, how could they have managed to get the name of the Seven Heroes?"

"Third brother is right!" Another triangular eye with a sallow complexion said, "Big brother, the surname Quan used to be famous because he was the elder of the beggar gang's great wisdom! But now he has been expelled from the beggar gang. , a mere abandoned disciple, still wanting to start a sect and establish a faction, it is a big joke in the world!"

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