Yang Xiaocong, the new hero

The man was Linghu Chong, but he smiled wryly and shook his head, he was the one who poisoned him, how could he escort him to heal his wounds?

who I am?Yang Xiaocong wrote: "I am a person who will never betray you." I am still a person who will always treat you well, this guy blushed.

Dongfang recovered from his confusion, "Really?" His lips curled into an arc, "Let's wait until you find Ping Yizhi and heal my poison."

Yang Xiaocong breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at the leader who was both good and evil, and finally returned to normal. The feeling of being cold was really bad.

Yang Xiaocong rolled his pupils, and wrote on the teacher's hand: "Miss Xiaobai, let me tell you a story, we will stay in the car for a while."

Rao is the master with such a strong aura of Dongfang Bubai, and he couldn't resist Yang Xiaocong's thick-skinned idea, so he had no choice but to nod helplessly.

Yang Xiaocong conceived in his mind for a while, and wrote stroke by stroke, "A long time ago, a beautiful beauty Bai Xue appeared on the rivers and lakes, but because of being poisoned by the evil Miao people, she fell into a coma forever. The Miao people said that there was only one kiss to save Baixue. Many knights came to save Baixue after hearing the news, but they all failed. Until one day, a young man in white came and kissed Baixue awake. I am also very grateful to him. Since then, the love has been deeply rooted. Everyone thought that they could live a happy life together, but who knows, the boy in white loves not Bai Xue at all, but another person. Saving Bai Xue is only a temporary I thought it was just for fun, now that the man came back, Baixue was naturally abandoned by him. Baixue was very sad, depressed from now on, complaining about herself, her junior got the news, found her, took care of her carefully, comforted her... Baixue finally I found out that the person I love has always been the junior who never gave up on her, and what I have for the young man in white is not love but just wanting to repay her kindness."

Yang Xiaocong stopped writing, the leader should understand such a simple meaning.

"It's over?" Dongfang raised his eyebrows.

"En." Yang Xiaocong wrote, "How is it? Do you have any thoughts?"

"Boring!" Dongfang felt that if he could see it, he would definitely give him a big roll of his eyes, what a bad story.

boring!Yang Xiaocong was indignant, she was easy? She, ah, combined Snow White with Sleeping Beauty, but also turned it into a Chinese style, and added some extras to enlighten the people in front of her. She really didn't cherish the fruits of her labor at all.

Yang Xiaocong wrote unwillingly: "You don't have any feelings?"

"En?" Dongfang nodded, "Yes."

"What?" Yang Xiaocong looked at the leader with crystal eyes.

"The story is too fake, the Miao people are too stupid, Bai Xue is too stupid, and the white-clothed man is too scumbag, um, the younger brother is alright, but there is no such person."

The author has something to say: This is a warm transitional chapter, when you see that little story, don’t spray me, o(>﹏<)o

The next chapter will be the main drama, uh.

In this chapter, Xiao Cong will be in contact with the leader.

☆, chase

After rushing for four or five days, I will arrive in Luoyang soon.During the day, Yang Xiaocong stayed in the carriage with the leader, afraid that the leader would be bored, so Yang Xiaocong would tell the leader stories when he had nothing to do, from the mermaid to Cinderella, and then from the Grimm's fairy tales to Andersen, of course they were all adapted versions, All the stories allude to a moral, the prince or something is not true love, and true love is actually the knight who silently guards by the side all the time.

On the official road, in the carriage, someone held the leader and did not let go, "Miss Bai, I thought of another story, I want to write it for you?"

If it is possible, a big well will definitely burst out on Dongfang's forehead. Could it be that she would listen to the story, and then complain until she dies speechless?no!She will never allow this to happen.

Dongfang Qingcheng smiled, "Yanger, what's the story this time?"

Yang Xiaocong was instantly lost in his smile, Xianbao wrote: "This time is the life and death sadomasochism between the ugly duckling and the white swan."

Dongfang suppressed the twitching corners of his mouth, how could he have so many weird stories for a big man.These days, whenever she was silent, Yang Xiaocong would hold her hand, write this and that, disturbing her thoughts.

"Yang'er." Dongfang called softly, trying to maintain his smile, "Don't you think that the story these few days is the same except for a change of characters?"

Huh?Is it?Yang Xiaocong scratched his head, then instantly drowned in the soft words of the leader, and unconsciously wrote with his index finger: "It's okay, I can change it."

If Dongfang martial arts recovers now, she will definitely discount Yang Xiaocong's fingers to see if he still writes!

"Drive~~drive~~" The sound of horseshoes is getting closer and closer, and the official road is dusty.

"Hey, the carriage in front, stop for a moment." The man in green on the horse shouted.

"Guest officer, do you want to stop?" the coachman asked.

Yang Xiaocong kept pointing his fingers, and said, "Don't pay attention to him, just leave us." Are you kidding me, how can the two-person world between her and the leader be destroyed by others.

Seeing that the carriage was not stopping, the man in green rode up to catch up, "What about you, stop!"

The coachman was a little scared, and asked cautiously. "Guest officer, look..." Before he could finish speaking, a whip came over, and the coachman pulled the reins, but he was still whipped and fell to the ground, and the carriage gradually stopped.

"Damn, I told you to stop, I didn't hear you!" The man on the horse was still cursing without any guilt.

Dongfang frowned, "What happened?"

Yang Xiaocong patted the leader's hand and signaled himself to go out and have a look.

Lifting the curtain of the car, I saw the arrogant person in front of me, hmph, the road to Yuanjia is really narrow.

The man in green also saw Yang Xiaocong, and said in surprise, "Linghu Chong? No." After thinking for a while, "It's you!"

The man in green smiled, and said to the people next to him: "Brothers are very lucky today, and they can make great contributions again."

"Yu Renhao, you really linger." Yang Xiaocong stretched out his hand to the soft sword at his waist.

"Hmph, Yue Buqun's news is indeed true. There should be another person in the carriage." Yu Renhao licked his lips, and he was about to pick up the curtain of the car with his sword to see clearly. The group of courtesans in Yuyuan heard that they were the leader of the Demon Cult. , this kind of person, only oneself is worthy of it.

Yang Xiaocong drew out his soft sword quickly, and blocked Yu Renhao forward.

Yu Renhao laughed sinisterly, and said viciously: "Do it!"

The two people who came with him tangled up, Yang Xiaocong closed his eyes and opened them again, you are the ones who are looking for death, don't blame me, "Zhao Keman and Huying..." Yang Xiaocong's figure was psychedelic, and the sword stabbed mercilessly. To the three of them, forcing them to leave the carriage.

"... Wu hook is brighter than snow." After stabbing the two who were beating him to the ground, Yang Xiaocong turned his target to Yu Renhao.

Yu Renhao backed away in fear, trembling, this... what kind of kung fu is this?

The corner of Yang Xiaocong's mouth twitched into a sneer, "The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like a shooting star." The soft sword pierced Yu Renhao straight, and the tip of the sword pressed against his throat, and if he moved further, Yu Renhao's life would be gone.

"Don't, don't, don't come here, I was wrong, I don't dare to do it again." Yu Renhao cried, sweating, afraid that Yang Xiaocong's hand would shake, and he would die.

"Wrong?" Yang Xiaocong raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong?"

"Hero, I shouldn't have your ideas, I shouldn't have listened to Yue Buqun's nonsense, I don't want to miss Dongfang girls anymore." Yu Ren knelt down fiercely, "Just let me go, I don't care how much money you have. Give."

Hmph, Yang Xiaocong is the most disgusting kind of person, wishing to kill him with a sword, "Say, how did you know about us?"

Yu Renhao said tremblingly, "Yes, it was Yue Buqun, he said it all."

Yang Xiaocong snorted softly, pushed the sword forward a little, the sharp blade cut through a layer of skin, and a trace of blood flowed down, "Dare to lie to me!"

Feeling the biting coldness in his throat, Yu Renhao gasped and said, "Don't, if you have something to say, say it, yes, our spies heard it."

"That is to say, only you and the Huashan faction know about it, right?"

Yu Renhao nodded with difficulty.

Yang Xiaocong felt relieved slightly, fortunately, the situation is not too bad.

"Yang'er?" Dongfang felt the fluctuation of the internal energy flow, and seeing that Yang Xiaocong didn't come back, he got out of the car by himself, "What happened?"

Yang Xiaocong was startled, turned his head to look at the leader, but saw that the person who was stabbed to the ground by him just got up without knowing when, and a sharp sword stabbed straight at Dongfang Bubai.

Yang Xiaocong didn't care about Yu Renhao, he raised his sword and turned around to save him, but the leader couldn't see him, what should he do if he was injured?

Dongfang Bubai sneered, waved his hands, and the two embroidery needles flew away, and the sneak attack seemed to freeze, and fell straight down.What a joke, Dongfang felt it when that person mobilized his inner strength, and he wanted to hurt her with this kind of three-legged cat kung fu!

Yang Xiaocong breathed a sigh of relief seeing that the leader was safe and sound, how could she have forgotten that the leader is a monster.

No, I suddenly remembered the scumbag Yu Renhao who I had forgotten, a burst of sword energy came from behind, Yang Xiaocong dodged all over his body, barely avoiding the vital point, but he was stabbed, your sister, the wound opened!

Yang Xiaocong looked back with his sword in his hand, and saw Yu Renhao's crazy expression, "Die, go die!"

Yang Xiaocong raised his sword, "Kill a person in ten steps, and never stop a thousand miles away!" He stabbed towards the heart without hesitation.

Yu Renhao looked at Yang Xiaocong unwillingly, "You! You didn't die! I..." looked down at the sword stuck in his chest, blood gushed out, and he couldn't die.

This kind of scum, keeping it is a disaster.

Yang Xiaocong stumbled towards the leader, breathing in disorder.

"You? You are injured." Dongfang supported Yang Xiaocong who was about to fall.

"I can't die, Luoyang is ahead, take me to the medical clinic." Yang Xiaocong leaned on the leader with most of his body, putting aside the pain on his body, he felt very happy.

Yang Xiaocong leaned on the leader's side, guiding the leader with one hand, anyway, she didn't have the strength to go on.

In the medical center, Yang Xiaocong was lying on the bed with his shirt stripped off, and the doctor was helping him to see the wound.

"How is his injury, is it not serious?" Dongfang asked from the side.

The doctor looked at it carefully for a while, and replied: "The wound is cracked, and there is a new wound, and the wound is deeper. It must be stitched up."

Dongfang touched Yang Xiaocong and gave him his hand, "What did the doctor say?"

Yang Xiaocong was speechless, raised his right arm with difficulty, and wrote: "The doctor said to need stitches."

The doctor looked at Dongfang's actions and was puzzled. Yang Xiaocong explained with a smile that my friend's vision and hearing were impaired.

"So that's the case, little brother, your hand is not convenient, I'll explain it next time." The doctor kindly suggested.

"No need." Yang Xiaocong refused straight away, apologetically saying: "My friend is not used to other people, so I'll be fine."

Seeing this, the doctor didn't force it.

"Why haven't you started yet?" Dongfang was afraid that Yang Xiaocong's injury would be dangerous if it dragged on for too long.

"Little brother, I don't know if you can bear the pain from the acupuncture." The doctor was a little embarrassed.

Yang Xiaocong asked cautiously, "Does it hurt?"

The doctor nodded.

Yang Xiaocong turned his face away, as if death was at home, and squeezed out three words: "Let's start."

The doctor prepares the utensils and pierces the sharp meat.

"Hiss." Yang Xiaocong really hopes to lose consciousness now, your sister, how come there is no Mabosan in ancient times?What about Hua Tuo!

Turning his face away, looking at the leader, he freed a hand and wrote: "Miss Bai, it hurts."

Dongfang frowned, and said in a cold voice, "Take it easy, I didn't hear him say it hurts."

The doctor glanced at Yang Xiaocong, "Don't yell, it hurts a hundred times more than this when Guan Gong scraped the bone to heal poison?"

Yang Xiaocong said with a bitter face, "Sew quickly, sew quickly, I can't take it anymore."

Looking at the leader again, the writing hand has no strength, "Little Bai girl, sing me a song, divert my attention."

"No, I can't hear myself when I sing, it's just a joke."

Yang Xiaocong looked at the leader sadly, and wrote softly: "But, I hurt." The fingertips touched lightly, as if they would lose strength at any time.

Dongfang felt Yang Xiaocong's faint breath, singing?I only sang it once, that's all, let's make an exception again, at least he hurt because of me.

"When sentient beings set foot on this road."

"There is a fog in front of me."

"Too much jealousy, too much bondage."

"Silently enduring the suffering of not getting what you ask for."

……

Listening to the singing, Yang Xiaocong forced himself to forget the pain, indulged in the singing, and smiled softly.

The author has something to say: I don't know if Yu Renhao's paragraph is considered to be abusing him. I really can't write about this kind of scum.

Have you ever discovered that Xiao Cong can be regarded as a little master.

Xiao Cong is slowly invading, the leader has a feeling, is there any?

☆, clear

At night, Luoyang, the night market is bustling.All eyes on the street were attracted by a strange combination.A man in white who looked extremely thin actually picked up someone who was one size bigger than himself.

Yang Xiaocong lay softly on the leader's back, felt the strange eyes around him, and sighed weakly, it's so embarrassing, so embarrassing, it's really embarrassing.

The index finger wrote on the teacher's shoulder: "Miss Bai, let me down, it will be bad if something happens?"

Dongfang snorted softly, "The doctor said, your wound should not collide, or do you want to go back and get a few more stitches?" He deftly avoided the crowd. With the master's current skill, unless it is a still life, moving things are generally unavoidable Her scouting.

Yang Xiaocong thought of those few stitches and it hurts, forget it, just laugh when others laugh, it's better than stitches.

"Miss Bai, am I heavy?" Yang Xiaocong couldn't stop his index finger.

Dongfang paused for a moment, then replied, "It's okay."

"Oh, it's okay." Since the leader has given face so much, Yang Xiaocong decided not to come down. After all, lying on the leader's back is really comfortable.Interlock the two hands stretched forward to form a ring, slowly draw them together, and stop at a place one centimeter away from Dongfang's neck, just tighten a little more, and you will be able to encircle the leader.However, Yang Xiaocong didn't have the guts to tighten her hand any longer. Now that she was like this, she already felt very happy.

Luoyang Inn, the leader helped Yang Xiaocong to sit down, "The wound still hurts?"

Yang Xiaocong was good at painting and said: "It always hurts and always hurts." So you, the leader, will comfort me.

"It deserves it!" Dongfang Bubai replied coldly, and went out.

Yang Xiaocong complained, shit, in the TV series, the protagonist is injured, shouldn't the heroine be there to ask for warmth?No matter how bad it is, there is a forehead kiss, a loving hug, etc. How did you get to her? These are just cold words.

After a while, the leader came back with a jar in his hand.

"Take it." Send the jar to Yang Xiaocong.

Yang Xiaocong hesitated, and tore off the red cloth on the jar, "Cough." A strong smell of wine wafted over.

Dongfang turned his face away, "Someone told me that wine is a powerful tool for relieving pain, so I'll give it to you to try."

Yang Xiaocong looked at the awkward leader in front of him, smiled, cut, who cares about himself, but still pretends to be so fierce, who are you bluffing.

Yang Xiaocong lightly stroked his finger: "Alcohol can forget worries, drunk can relieve worries, Miss Bai knows quite a lot."

Heh, Dongfang put away the unnatural expression on his face, and a trace of disappointment showed on the corner of his mouth, "Alcohol can forget worries, drunk can relieve worries, I have said this sentence before."

Hey, Yang Xiaocong looked up.

The moonlight poured down, and the east was bathed in a faint moonlight, the corners of the lips curled up, "I don't know why, but I always feel that you are very similar to me before, very similar."

Yeah?Yang Xiaocong was surprised.

Dongfang is obviously caught in the memories of the past, faintly melancholy, "You don't hesitate to kill wolves for my courage, and I also disregarded my life to kill wolves for courage for others; you persuaded me that people should look forward, and I also enlightened you in the same way. Another person; you don’t think about it, you don’t want me to suffer, I also blurted out, you don’t want that person to die, tell me, don’t we look alike!”

Yang Xiaocong hesitated to say something, but Dongfang didn't give her this chance, "Now I understand that sometimes, the same thing, we can comfort others, but we can't convince ourselves."

"Yang'er." Dongfang called her name like this, "I did that because I fell in love with that person, and now you are being so kind to me, can I understand that you are also in love with me?"

Yang Xiaocong's eyes widened, Xiami, did she hear correctly, the leader said that he fell in love with her, dare to be so straightforward, she is not ready yet.

There is no way, the leader asked this question, Yang Xiaocong took a sip of wine and wrote: "So you already know."

Dongfang regained his calm face, with an inaudible tone: "But what to do, I love someone else."

Yang Xiaocong felt lost for a moment, and still drew on the palm of the leader's hand: "It's okay, I don't care, I can wait until you can forget him one day."

Dongfang sneered, "How do you know that I will forget him, maybe I will never forget him for the rest of my life? So, I am not the one you are waiting for."

Yang Xiaocong felt that today's leader is very strange, you can tell her feelings clearly, what's the matter with asking her to give up so soon?She didn't believe that the leader's concern for her before was fake.

After thinking about it for a while, I wrote solemnly, "There is a saying in my hometown, if you want to forget a relationship, there is always only one way: time and new love. If time and new love can't make you forget a relationship, there is only one reason : The time is not long enough, the new love is not good enough. And I will be good enough for you."

Dongfang was completely silent, and after a while, he sighed in a low voice: "It's useless, I don't believe in love anymore."

Yang Xiaocong pressed his fingertips slightly, and wrote: "Miss Xiaobai, if you don't believe in love, why do you try to persuade me to back down? Just ignore me all the way. You said so many things today, just because you don't believe in love." Dare to admit, I don’t believe that I will be in a daze. As long as I withdraw voluntarily, you won’t have to struggle in pain, will you?”

"Hey..." Hearing Dongfang sighed, "Yang Er, you are really smart." How could you read people's hearts so clearly.

"Since that's the case, then I'll just ask you one question." Dongfang was a little relieved, "Will you lie to me? In this life, I hate people to lie to me the most."

Yang Xiaocong was taken aback, lied to her?Did you not disclose your identity?With trepidation, I wrote: "Of course not."

"Okay!" Dongfang raised his eyebrows, "Then I will give you this opportunity, let's start with Xinhuan." Linghu Chong, you can have Ren Yingying, why can't I have Yang Xiaocong, if I can use this to forget you, it is also mine Good luck.

Xinhuan, Yang Xiaocong is happy, is this a promotion? Anyway, this is a good start, at least the leader will not avoid her anymore, can he show his love openly?For some reason, there was always a feeling that I was over my head.

The author has something to say: In fact, the leader is also very entangled, half using, half emotional.

Emma, ​​I'm finally going to write about detoxification, I've been holding back for a long time.

During this section of the road, I was carding and counting, and finally I had the feeling that Xiao Cong saw the sun.

☆、Emotions need to be cultivated

Staying at the Luoyang Inn for one night, Yang Xiaocong felt that he could not waste any more time. He had killed a few scumbags from the Qingcheng faction before, and one of them was Yu Canghai's son. It was uncertain when Yu Canghai would come for revenge. It seemed that he had to do it as soon as possible. I found Ping Yizhi.

"Miss Bai?" Yang Xiaocong scratched the leader's palm vigorously.

"What's the matter?" Dongfang left the inn based on his memory, stopped and asked the people beside him.Master, have you forgotten what you said yesterday?How can you be so cold.

"Be careful, the road ahead is uneven, and it's easy to fall." Yang Xiaocong looked at the flat road in front of him, hey, for my happiness, I can only slander you, poor Mr. Lu.

Although she knew her leader's indifferent character, when the branch that accompanied them all the way appeared in front of her eyes, the corners of Yang Xiaocong's mouth twitched, resolutely resentful.

Dongfang held the branch, but didn't wait for the previous traction. In doubt, the branch in his hand was pulled away, and the empty palm was instantly covered with a large piece of warmth.

Yang Xiaocong held the leader's cold catkin tightly, lifted it up, and wrote on the back of the leader's hand with his other hand: "Miss Bai, since you are a new lover, you have the right to hold hands."

Dongfang couldn't laugh or cry, feeling the warmth from the other hand, she didn't reject this feeling, so let him hold her hand.

Yang Xiaocong, who successfully crossed the first step, had a very good life. He held the leader's little hand whenever he had something to do, and even called it a good name, escorting the little white girl.

As they approached Zhengzhou, Dongfang suddenly became interested, and grabbed Yang Xiaocong who was walking in front, "Yanger, come here."

"En?" Yang Xiaocong turned around and returned to the leader, "What's wrong?"

Dongfang stretched out his hand, and slowly stroked the outline of Yang Xiaocong with his slender fingers, from the eyebrows, to the cheeks, to the nose.Yang Xiaocong touched lightly with his cool fingers, but Yang Xiaocong didn't move, letting her touch it.

When the leader stopped, Yang Xiaocong began to draw, "What? Do you know what I look like?" She didn't believe it?You can tell what it looks like just by touching it.

"Yang'er, you don't even have a beard." The leader's hand lingered on Yang Xiaocong's lips.

Yang Xiaocong was puzzled, so surprised that he didn't have a beard? "Miss Xiaobai, if you like, I can stay." Yang Xiaocong wrote, although he might not be comfortable with it.

"Oh, no need, people in the world say that men don't have to, because they are frivolous. I didn't expect Yang'er to look down on the world so much." Dongfang retracted his hand and said lightly.

Yang Xiaocong blinked, what does the leader mean?don't know.Let's continue on our way.Speaking of the days without a carriage, it is really painful. Those coachmen are all cowards, and they dare not accept business without official skills. At this speed, they will be caught up sooner or later.

"Yang'er, haven't you practiced serious inner skills?" Dongfang has been thinking about this question for the past few days, but she won't ask if Yang Xiaocong doesn't say it.

Hey, Yang Xiaocong stopped and wrote: "I have been practicing by myself. No one told me the inner strength and mental method?"

So did you develop your internal strength by yourself?The corner of Dongfang's mouth twitched, he was really lucky that he didn't go crazy.

"No wonder your internal energy has been so chaotic and irregular." Dongfang pondered for a while, "Yanger, try to direct your internal energy to Shenting, pass through Baihui, and flow into Tianchong."

What?What is it? Yang Xiaocong didn't try it, so she didn't know where the acupuncture points were.

"Why, unsuccessful?" Dongfang couldn't feel the flow of Yang Xiaocong's internal energy.

"Miss Bai, if I say that I didn't recognize the acupuncture points of the human body, would you dislike me?" Yang Xiaocong felt ashamed when he wrote this sentence.

Dongfang took a deep breath, "You didn't know the acupuncture points, so you have cultivated your internal strength?" Then he said: "Then try your luck again."

Yang Xiaocong looked at the stern look of the leader, and he didn't dare to be negligent, and said softly: "The reeds are green, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqi people are on the side of the water."

Dongfang frowned on the side, and the surging internal energy seemed to appear in Xiao Cong's body in an instant, wandering around in a mess, this kind of situation is really unheard of.

"Forget it." Dongfang waved his hand, Yang Xiaocong stopped reciting the poem, "I wanted to teach you a set of lightness exercises, but forget about your messy inner strength."

Light work?Yang Xiaocong's eyes straightened when he heard this, it was a sharp weapon for his journey.Thinking about it, in my special situation, if I use a special method, maybe I can succeed.

Gently put down the leader's hand, and wrote: "Little Bai girl, wait a moment, I seem to be able to use lightness kung fu."

Yang Xiaocong made up his mind and read: "One day the big roc rises with the same wind, soaring up to [-] miles." He raised his legs and ran, his speed was several times faster than before.

Yang Xiaocong hurriedly ran back to the leader and wrote: "Miss Bai, can we get to Kaifeng as soon as possible?"

"kindness?"

Yang Xiaocong wrote: "I have lightness kung fu, and I can carry you all the way across the road."

Dongfang was stunned, with a half-smile, "But men and women can't kiss each other."

Yang Xiaocong persevered, "We have a special relationship, Xinhuan, don't care about these things, besides, you have recited me."

Dongfang felt the numbness in his palm and smiled, "Okay, you squat down."

Yang Xiaocong was overjoyed, he squatted on the ground obediently, a slightly cool body covered his back, he hugged the leader's legs tightly, and got up, it was really light.

The leader rested his chin on Yang Xiaocong's shoulder, wrapped his hands around Xiaocong's neck, and looked at ease, but Yang Xiaocong was blushing, and he didn't know why he was embarrassed.

The beauty is on the back, and the fragrance is lingering in the nose. These days, it is like a dream, so beautiful.

The author has something to say: I have something to say today, this chapter is late, and the number of words is relatively small, please forgive me, I will try my best to make up tomorrow.囧 rz

This chapter is about cultivating feelings, and the two will gradually become familiar with each other.

☆, level one finger

At dusk, Yang Xiaocong looked at the huge Kaifeng mansion in front of him, raised a smile, and hurried all the way to finally arrive.With both arms, he slightly lifted the leader on his back.

"What's the matter?" Dongfang was sleeping hazily on Yang Xiaocong's back, and suddenly felt that the person stopped, and asked in confusion.

Yang Xiaocong gently put the leader down, took her soft hand, and wrote: "Miss Bai, we are here." For some reason, a faint sense of loss surged in his heart.

Dongfang was also stunned for a moment, it turned out that this was the end, as long as he found Ping Yizhi, his poison would be cured.After being detoxified, he became the aloof Dongfang Hierarch instead of Dongfang Bai.Will the pure and ordinary happiness of these days also come to an end?

Seeing the melancholy look of the leader, Yang Xiaocong thought she was worried that Ping Yizhi would not heal her, so he held the leader's hand tightly and wrote: "Miss Bai, don't worry, I will definitely let Ping Yizhi heal you .”

Dongfang smiled, but did not answer.

"Huh? Brother Linghu, you are reluctant to part with me, have you come back to look for me?" A surprised and slightly pleasant voice came from behind.

Yang Xiaocong turned around and saw a woman about 23 was looking straight at her. She was wearing a blue cloth printed white floral shirt and trousers, and an embroidered apron from chest to knee. The colors were bright and resplendent, and a pair of huge gold earrings hung from her ears. , the size of a wine glass.This outfit doesn't look like the Central Plains style, but rather Miaojiang flavor, Yang Xiaocong has a care in his mind.

"Girl, I'm afraid you have identified the wrong person."

When the woman heard this, she became anxious, "Linghu Chong, I don't like to hear you say that. Although I, Lan Fenghuang, was not a beautiful woman before, since Dr. It can be regarded as cute, so you can say that you don't know me."

Sure enough, this carefree and joyful woman was Lan Fenghuang, who was originally extremely ugly, but was finally given a successful plastic surgery by Ping Yi.

"Doctor Ping? What the girl is talking about is Ping Yizhi, a famous murderer."

Lan Fenghuang looked at him strangely, "Of course it's Dr. Ping who makes me beautiful. Didn't you have been healed by him a few days ago?"

Yang Xiaocong secretly rejoiced, there is really nowhere to look for, and it took no effort to get here, so soon there was news from Ping Yizhi, "Miss Lan, you really misunderstood the person, I am not Linghu Chong, but I really have something to ask for." Doctor Ping, can the girl lead the way?"

Lan Fenghuang circled around Yang Xiaocong, observing carefully, "It seems that you are really not Linghu Chong."

Yang Xiaocong nodded helplessly, "My surname is Yang, you can call me Yang Xiaocong."

Lan Fenghuang looked at him strangely, and said to himself: "That's right, you are much more polite than that guy, and he would only warn me, don't be unreasonable to my master, it's cold."

After that, Lan Fenghuang looked at Yang Xiaocong again, then shyly hooked Xiaocong's neck and said: "Young Master Yang, I think you are also a good-looking talent, and I am a match made in heaven, why don't you marry me."

Yang Xiaocong was frightened all over, and pulled the leader back a few steps, out of Lan Fenghuang's claws, how could she have forgotten that Lan Fenghuang was an ancient marriage maniac, whoever caught him would marry whomever he caught.

"Cough." Yang Xiaocong coughed lightly, and apologized: "Miss Lan, I appreciate your kindness, but I already have a sweetheart." Looking tenderly at the silent leader.

"Cut." Lan Fenghuang shook the hand that was pushed away, "I'm really ignorant, I don't even want a beauty like me."

Seeing Yang Xiaocong express his attitude, Lan Fenghuang straightened his face immediately, "I heard that you want to find Dr. Ping Yizhi?"

Yang Xiaocong cupped his fists, "I hope the girl will be happy."

Lan Fenghuang sneered, "You are not mine, why should I help you, you want to see Ping Yizhi, okay, if you marry me, I will take you there."

Yang Xiaocong took a deep breath, and told himself to hold back, because if you can't bear it, you will make trouble, "Miss Lan, I already have a sweetheart, so don't make things difficult for me."

"I don't want to, okay, go find it yourself." Lan Fenghuang shrugged indifferently, "I'm leaving."

"Wait, wait a minute." Yang Xiaocong said hastily, "Miss Lan, although I won't marry you, but I have a good friend who is good-looking and talented, and the most important thing is that he hasn't married yet, so he is a perfect match for the girl." , if the girl is willing, I am willing to protect the matchmaker."

After hearing this, Lan Fenghuang turned around and asked, "Is what you said true?"

Yang Xiaocong raised his right hand and made an oath, "No jokes."

"Okay, then you come with me, I'll take you to Ping Yizhi." Lan Fenghuang walked over with a smile, really turning faces faster than turning pages.

"Hey, what do you think my future husband's name is?"

"He is Xiao Tiantian who is known as Yushu Linfeng, who is romantic and suave, with pear blossoms crushing crabapple." Brother Tian, ​​for the sake of the leader, I can only make you sacrifice.

"That sounds pretty good, hehe, it seems that I have earned money and can finally get married." Lan Fenghuang smiled sweetly.

"Of course you made it. He is a fan of thousands of girls. By the way, take me to find Ping Yizhi."

……

Pingyi refers to the clinic, which is located in a remote place. If Lan Fenghuang hadn't led him, Yang Xiaocong might not have been able to find it.

Before entering the house, Lan Fenghuang warned Yang Xiaocong, "Doctor Ping has been living here in seclusion since the reformation of the Sun Moon God Sect. He has a strange temperament. You should talk carefully later."

Yang Xiaocong nodded, the prejudice against Lan Fenghuang is not so deep anymore, it is not easy to mention her before seeking medical treatment, Lan Fenghuang is also a person with true temperament.

"Doctor Ping, someone is looking for you for treatment." Lan Fenghuang yelled loudly as soon as he entered the yard.

Ping Yizhi walked out from the back room, and it was Fengshen Junlang, who said angrily: "Lan Fenghuang, don't you want this face anymore, you want to get back that ugly face."

Upon hearing this, Lan Fenghuang quickly hid behind Yang Xiaocong, "I'm here to solicit business for you this time."

"Oh?" Ping Yizhi smiled slightly, and asked Yang Xiaocong: "Do you know my rules?"

Yang Xiaocong thought to himself, "Ping one finger, flat one finger, one finger means that when he is diagnosing the pulse of a disease, he can clearly diagnose the disease through the pulse condition with only one finger.However, killing a person with only one finger on the acupoint will kill him instantly.And because he made a strange rule, every time he healed one person, the person he healed had to kill one person for him, healed one person and killed one person, healed ten people and killed ten people, without any accommodation or change .As a result, everyone on the rivers and lakes talked about the tiger and changed color, so they gave him the creepy nickname "Famous Killer Doctor".

"Of course I know." Yang Xiaocong replied respectfully.

"Young master, please come in, let's go into the room and discuss in detail." Ping Yizhi made a gesture of invitation.

Yang Xiaocong led the leader into the house, and Lan Fenghuang followed.

"I think you have a ruddy complexion, you don't look like someone who is sick. Could it be that you are seeking medical treatment for someone else?" Ping Yizhi glanced at Yang Xiaocong.

"Doctor Ping has good eyesight, to tell you the truth, I want to find the antidote for Wu Gu powder."

"Five Gusan, there are still people in the world who are poisoned by this poison?" Ping Yizhi's eyes lit up, and he reached out to grab the leader's hand, "Don't be poisoned!"