Quick wear: Boss, he always likes her

"Master Xuanhui, someone is coming!"

After the monks took care of the fire in the temple, Lu Xingjun broke into the back mountain like a murderous god, and several monks rushed over to protect him.

Xuan Hui looked over and said, "Didn't I tell you not to come to the back mountain?"

"Master..."

Lu Xingjun could no longer hear a word of the voice next to him. At this moment, all he could see was listening to the bridge.

He transferred his inner energy into her body, and then tapped several key points on her body.

She won't die, she can still be saved! All he could think about was this.

Afterwards, Lu Xingjun looked at the people around him coldly, just like when he heard Qiao coming.

As for killing someone to vent her anger, it is not as important as her life at the moment.

Sooner or later he will avenge her.

Seeing his hateful eyes, Wu Yan felt a thought in his heart, fearing that Kuji Temple would not be able to live in peace in the future.

Tingqiao slowly regained some consciousness. She reached out and grabbed Lu Xingjun's sleeve, "While I'm still awake, take me home, to the Mountain of No Return."

No one is here anymore at Xie's Sword Manor, and now No Return Mountain is her second home.

After hearing what Qiao said, I also hoped that he would not take action.

Of course she would not advise him to be kind and generous. If it were her, she would not be able to give up.

It's just that he can't defeat those two old guys right now. Even if he wants to avenge her, he has to wait until the "Hegemony Art" is completed.

Otherwise it is just a useless sacrifice.

Lu Xingjun picked her up, and his voice became calmer, not as trembling as before, "Okay... I'll take you home." But he would take her home after she was cured.

Xuan Tan sighed, the female benefactor was at her wits end.

He said to the monks who were surrounding him: "Don't do anything and let these two donors leave on their own.

The monks naturally did not refute his words and immediately made way.

Lu Xingjun didn't care about their existence at all. He turned his head and said close to Tingqiao's ear, "I'll carry you down the mountain. If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me."

Tingqiao raised his heavy eyes and whispered: "Okay..."

It was still late at night, and the surroundings were not quiet after coming down from the mountain. The movement on Lianshan Mountain woke up those who were sleeping early.

Lu Xingjun was afraid that she would "fall asleep", so he kept talking to her on his back.

Tingqiao barely managed to regain consciousness and return to him, because she knew that if she fell asleep now, it would be difficult to have such a time again.

She even took the initiative to talk to him, telling him that she wanted to see the snow outside the Great Wall, go to the south of the Yangtze River to take a boat ride to pick lotus seeds, and she wanted to do many things...

"...However, I may not have a chance, so why don't you do it for me?"

"When you have your revenge, go out and see the scenery..."

He understood the meaning of her words, so he would not agree.

If she really went, then he would look for her after taking revenge.

There are indeed beautiful scenery in this world, but without the company of people, no matter how beautiful it is, it will not be pleasing to the eye.

While paying attention to the road ahead, Lu Xingjun said to her in a difficult tone: "Qiaoqiao, do you still remember the story about the couple we heard at the inn before?"

They had heard many stories about couples, but when he said this, Tingqiao suddenly understood which one he was talking about.

It was the story where the storyteller changed the ending, and the wife finally died for her love.

Tingqiao's head rested feebly on his shoulder, "...but I still want you to live."

Before she died, let her be "willful" for once.

Dying for love sounds very beautiful, but living is better than anything else.

Lu Xingjun did not respond to her words, "I wanted to say that when I went to the inn later, I heard the third ending."

Tingqiao was stunned, "What?"

The faint moonlight shone on his face, and a light suddenly lit up in his deep eyes, "The storyteller said that he later met another person, and the story that person told was different from the one before. The couple actually survived. The husband was only seriously injured and recovered after a while. The couple took revenge and returned home together."

Tingqiao was in a daze for a moment and said, "Ah, that's it. Then this ending sounds much better than the first two."

Of course she wanted to survive if she could.

Then go see the beautiful scenery in the world with him in person.

It's just that...she can feel the passage of her life too well.

Lu Xingjun put on his fast horse and took her all the way to the southeast. He wanted to find the ghost doctor.

Every once in a while, he would stop to deliver internal energy to her, protecting the meridians throughout her body to prevent her breath from dissipating.

If this continued, Tingqiao could clearly feel the consumption of his internal energy. After all, this was forcing a dying person to stay.

This is already the third night after leaving Kuji Temple.

If this continues, no matter how domineering your inner strength is, you won't be able to hold it back.

Tingqiao tilted her head slightly and saw his increasingly tired look through the bright moonlight. She pursed her lower lip and said, "There is no need to give me any more internal energy. Just let me have a good sleep."

As she spoke, she kept looking at him, hoping to remember his appearance.

"Qiaoqiao," the young man's voice tried to be as steady as possible to prevent the emotions that were about to collapse from spilling out, "please don't say this, okay?"

If someone else had come to persuade him, he would have already taken action, but it was her who spoke, and he would not be angry with her anyway.

Still, she...

When the words reached his lips, Tingqiao paused.

It wasn't that she regretted not trying to persuade him, but that something suddenly hit her between her eyebrows, and it felt moist.

She blinked subconsciously, and another drop of water hit her face.

She was walking through a dense forest at this time, and the dense leaves covered the moon. She couldn't tell whether it was his sweat or tears that fell on her face.

However, her heart told her very clearly that he was crying.

She has never seen him cry all this time...

Tingqiao could no longer say anything to persuade him.

She pressed against his chest and whispered, "Okay, I won't say anything anymore."

The two of them continued on the road for another seven days, switching to several fast horses. Lu Xingjun used Qinggong to lead her through the rugged mountain road.

They ate and drank on the road, but Tingqiao couldn't eat much anymore and her health was in bad shape.

Lu Xingjun had no choice but to feed her some nectar while he solved the problem.

Tingqiao would fall asleep occasionally, and Lu Xingjun let her fall asleep on his chest. He always paid attention to her breath, and even kept an eye on her unsteadily when he fell asleep.

In this way, they finally arrived at Huaiyin Valley where the ghost doctor now lives.

Last time, Lu Xingjun found the ghost doctor Qing Mo here.

In front of the valley, Lu Xingjun once again used his inner strength to protect the two people's hearts. There was a special poisonous mist in front of him. Only in this way could he enter the valley safely.

Perhaps God was favoring them both. Lu Xingjun saw smoke above the thatched house, and if he smelled it carefully, he could still smell the aroma of medicine.

Qingmo is still in Huaiyin Valley!