Yang Xiaocong, the new hero

Not this girl? "

Yang Xiaocong thought to himself, it's very dangerous, fortunately, he had a breath with the leader before, otherwise the leader would definitely go crazy on the spot with such a gesture of Ping Yizhi.

Putting his index finger on Dongfang's wrist, Ping nodded in admiration with one finger, "This girl, with such deep internal strength, has actually resisted half of the poison from the Five Gu Sans."

Yang Xiaocong looked at Ping Yizhi's amazed expression, without any embarrassment, he should be cured.

"Doctor Ping, what do you see?"

Ping retracted his hand with one finger, and proudly said: "There is no disease in the world that I cannot cure."

Yang Xiaocong hurriedly bowed, "Then I will thank Doctor Ping first."

Ping Yizhi shook his head, "Don't be so happy so early, just listen to my conditions, if I can do it, I'll treat it."

"Okay, you say."

Ping picked up a cup of tea with one finger, took a sip, and said: "I am a famous doctor who kills people. I kill one person and save one person. I treat as many people as I kill. I will never do business at a loss. So if you kill someone for me, I will save."

Yang Xiaocong didn't speak, but Lan Fenghuang asked curiously: "Doctor Ping, who do you want to kill this time?"

Ping blew on the wisps of smoke floating on the teacup with one finger, and said leisurely, "Eastern Invincible."

The author has something to say: I posted it so early today, so that everyone can go to bed early after reading it. Don’t get me wrong, it’s actually just an update today, um.

Hey, do you know how Xiao Cong made Ping Yizhi submit?

☆, Dr. Ping's weakness

"You're talking about Dongfang Bubai, the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect!" Lan Fenghuang couldn't calm down anymore. Could it be that her husband is about to run away again?

Ping pointed noncommittally, "Is there two undefeated Easts in the world?"

Yang Xiaocong forced a smile, and unconsciously clenched the leader's hand, "Is Doctor Ping joking?"

"Do you think I'm joking?" Ping covered the cup with one finger and looked at Yang Xiaocong.

"That's Dongfang Bubai, the number one martial artist in the world. How could I kill her?"

Ping Yizhi stood up, his expression turned cold, "That's your problem, I just want to save people."

"Doctor Ping, aren't you making things difficult on purpose?" Lan Fenghuang felt uncomfortable when he thought that his Ruyi husband was about to fly away.

Ping glanced at Lan Fenghuang with his finger, but said to Yang Xiaocong: "Why? Don't you want to? There's no other way, Lan Fenghuang, see off the guests."

"Don't." Yang Xiaocong stopped Ping Yizhi who was about to leave, "Maybe, we can change the deal."

"Oh?" Ping Yizhi became interested, "Tell me about it."

"Everyone in the world says that Dr. Ping has excellent medical skills and has read a lot of medical books." Yang Xiaocong tapped the table with his fingertips.

Ping Yizhi looked at him arrogantly, "If the deal you mentioned is just a compliment to me, then I will not accept it." He flicked his sleeves and was ready to go out.

A strange arc was drawn at the corner of Yang Xiaocong's mouth, "Doctor Ping, you haven't finished talking yet, don't worry."

Ping Yizhi stopped again, and there was a hint of anger between his brows.

"It's a pity that Dr. Ping only studies traditional medical classics. It is undeniable that Dr. Ping is superb in Chinese medicine, but I wonder if Dr. Ping has been exposed to another kind of medicine?" Yang Xiaocong continued.

Ping Yi pointed to the gleam in his eyes, and his anger subsided, "It seems to be interesting."

"That's a kind of medicine based on physiological anatomy."

"Anatomy?" Looking at the growing interest in Ping Yizhi's eyes, Yang Xiaocong smiled brighter.

"Doctor Ping, your medical skills treat people as a macroscopic whole, but you ignore that people are also composed of parts. There are some microscopic domains, but there are interesting things that you can't imagine?"

"You mean to say that my medical skills are not good enough, and I haven't reached the limit?"

"Limit?" Yang Xiaocong smiled, "The mysteries of the human body are endless, so how can you talk about the limit lightly."

"Doctor Ping, the charm of medicine is irresistible to a doctor, isn't it?"

"Ha~ha~" Ping Yizhi laughed loudly, "What good do you say to me?"

"Doctor Ping, I don't know what you think about cutting out the intestines and changing the stomach and heart?" Yang Xiaocong asked back.

"That is naturally something that Hua Tuo can only do while he is alive, but Hua Tuo's medical skills have been lost for a long time." Ping sighed with a finger.

Yang Xiaocong stared into Ping Yizhi's eyes and said, "What if I can help you make this a reality?"

"Is that true?" Ping Yizhi looked at the person in front of him suspiciously. If he had such medical skills, why would he ask him to heal the woman.

Yang Xiaocong nodded firmly, "Although I am not skilled in medicine, I believe that some medical concepts will surprise Dr. Ping."

"Okay, then I'll make an exception today." Ping Yizhi continued, "I hope what you said is true. If you know that I can save her, I can also kill her."

Yang Xiaocong didn't take it seriously, he just cupped his hands and said, "I won't joke about my friend's life."

"Well, that's good. You can stay with me during the treatment period, and you can also have a good discussion about medical skills." The light in the eyes flickered and flickered.

Yang Xiaocong ignored Ping Yizhi's excited expression and asked, "Doctor Ping, when will the treatment start? It's not good if it takes too long."

"What are you in a hurry for? The poison of Wugu powder is extremely difficult to cure. Although there is an antidote, acupuncture and moxibustion are needed to restore the lost sensory functions. All of these need to be prepared, unless you want her to be deaf and blind for the rest of her life. .” After Ping Yizhi lectured for a while, he said to Lan Fenghuang: “You, take them to the guest room, and the treatment will wait until tomorrow morning.”

……

Ping Yi pointed to a certain guest room in the clinic, "Yanger, did Ping Yi agree?" Dongfang asked, but his tone was determined.

Yang Xiaocong wrote with a smile: "Don't worry, I told you, he will definitely save you."

"Who did he ask you to kill?" Apparently, the Eastern Hierarch also understood the rule of one finger.

Yang Xiaocong looked at the leader's indifferent expression, suddenly wanted to play a prank, lightly swiped his index finger, "Well, Dongfang Bubai."

It was obvious that the leader froze for a moment, and then showed a strange expression, "You agreed?"

Yang Xiaocong didn't answer her directly, but just wrote: "He promised to save you."

Since he promised to save him, Dongfang naturally thought that Yang Xiaocong agreed, and looked at Yang Xiaocong in disbelief, "Are you sure you know who Dongfang Bubai is?"

Yang Xiaocong looked at her amusedly, and wrote, "Of course I know, the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect."

"Yang Er, have you beaten him?"

Someone wrote honestly: "I can't beat it."

"Then you still agree!" Dongfang was already wondering what Yang Xiaocong was pretending to be.

Yang Xiaocong grabbed the leader's hand and wrote very emotionally: "Miss Bai, for you, I can do anything."

Dongfang was silent for a while before answering: "Go back to him, we'll leave now."

What?leave!It's not good, Yang Xiaocong looked at the attitude of the leader, and knew that the matter was serious, so what should he do.

Raising her hand tremblingly, she wrote, "Miss Xiaobai, don't get excited. In fact, things are not what you think."

He wrote down what happened in the lobby of the clinic in three or five strokes, and looked at the silent leader in front of him in fear.

"Yang'er?" The leader's voice was as gentle as ever, "Do you want to die?" Why did she feel that the surroundings were gloomy.

Hehe, Yang Xiaocong stretched out his hand tentatively and wrote, "Don't be angry."

"I really want to say that I hate it when people lie to me."

Yang Xiaocong trembled and continued to write: "Miss Bai, I didn't say I would kill Dongfang Bubai."

"Oh? Then you mean it's all my fault." The leader's cold voice came.

"No, of course it's my fault. I've made thousands of mistakes. Miss Bai, I was wrong. Don't you remember the faults of villains." Yang Xiaocong paddled bitterly.The leader got angry and was terrified.

"I'd like to hear what's wrong with you?" The anger seemed to be still there.

Yang Xiaocong's little heart trembled with fright, and quickly wrote: "I shouldn't hide it from you, I shouldn't have mischievous thoughts, even if I have an idea, I shouldn't implement it, I shouldn't worry you, I shouldn't... I was so wrong"

"Yang'er, don't appear by my side before dinner." Dongfang raised his hand lightly, pushing Yang Xiaocong forward.

Yang Xiaocong was silent, obediently wrote: "Understood." and left.

Yang Xiaocong, who was going out, was so depressed, he looked at his little bastard with hatred, and really wanted to break it.

The author has something to say: This chapter seems to be early again, and it will definitely be the last time.

I heard that today is the Ghost Festival, dear friends, don't stay up late, wash up and sleep before 12 o'clock, children who are afraid of ghosts will not be hurt.

☆, one month

In the early morning, in Ping Yizhi's clinic, Dongfang was lying on a long rectangular platform, and Ping Yizhi was standing beside him, holding a pitch-black pill in his hand.

"Give it to her." Yang Xiaocong handed the pill to the side.

Yang Xiaocong took the pill, shook the leader's hand reassuringly, and wrote: "Miss Bai, it's time to start, take the antidote first."

Gently helped the leader up, and gave her the pills and water.

"Okay, you go out." Ping Yizhi carefully wiped the gold needles on the cabinet, picked them up with tweezers, and slightly roasted them on the fire.

"Well, Doctor Ping, don't you need to take Mafeisan for acupuncture?" Yang Xiaocong looked at the thin and long needles, how painful it would be if they were inserted into the skin.

"Is Mafeisan so good for you? It's just an injection, go out quickly, don't disturb me to give the injection." Seeing that Yang Xiaocong still didn't move, Ping added coldly with his fingers, "If you don't leave, if the injection misses, Don't blame me."

Cut, Yang Xiaocong reluctantly left the ancient operating room.

The door of the clinic was tightly closed, and Yang Xiaocong sat down against the wall, staring blankly at the sun walking from east to west.

The door opened with a "squeak", and Ping wiped the sweat from his forehead with one finger, and said to Yang Xiaocong, "She just took the antidote and was given an injection. In the following days, her body will be in a weak state and it is not suitable for walking around." , you take her back."

"By the way, for the next month, you will bring her over every day."

Yang Xiaocong stopped when he was about to embrace the leader's hand, turned his head and looked at Ping Yizhi, "Why do you want to come again? The poison is not cured?"

Ping Yizhi explained: "The poison is cured, but it will take some days of acupuncture and moxibustion for the sense organs to recover."

"Yang'er, carry me back to my room." The leader's voice sounded a little tired.

Yang Xiaocong didn't dare to be negligent, one arm supported the leader's neck, the other arm passed through his knees, and hugged the leader, his face was close, and he could see the fine layer of sweat on the leader's nose.

Hearing the teacher's tone, he should know that he needs long-term treatment.

It seemed that Dongfang was really tired, Yang Xiaocong put her on the bed, and she fell into a deep sleep.Yang Xiaocong gently traced the leader's cheek with his fingers, over and over again, never tired of it.

Well, my lord, I will take good care of you this month.

"Doctor Ping, did you come out so early today?" Yang Xiaocong stood guard at the door of the clinic with a look of surprise.

"Everything is difficult at the beginning. She has already passed the first step, and the rest will come soon." I don't know if it is an illusion, but I always feel that there is a trace of contempt in Ping Yizhi's eyes.

Ping Yizhi cleaned his hands in the small wooden basin, and asked: "Young Master Yang, when will you fulfill your promise? I am very curious about the medical skills you mentioned."

Yang Xiaocong skillfully picked up the leader, and said as he walked, "I'll go find you after I settle down the little white girl, wash the clothes, and prepare lunch."

Ping Yi pointed to the study room, and Yang Xiaocong was drawing him a diagram of the human body structure, including the liver, gallbladder, stomach, kidney, small intestine, spleen, rectum, duodenum, pancreas, etc., all of which were marked by Ping Yi and told him which part What does it do in the human body.She should really thank her parents in her previous life. As doctors, they wanted Yang Xiaocong to inherit the family's mission. They instilled a lot of medical knowledge in her since she was a child, and even took Xiao Cong to visit the hospital with a mannequin.

Ping Yizhi was fascinated by watching from the sidelines, but he couldn't help wondering: "Young Master Yang, how do you understand it so clearly?"

"Oh, this one." Yang Xiaocong replied calmly, "I dissected it and tested it." Tsk, I can't say, I saw it in the hospital.

"Anatomy!" Ping Yizhi's eyes sparkled with excitement, "Young Master Yang and I are really like-minded people."

Yang Xiaocong shivered, did she say something wrong?

"Doctor Ping, do you have any enmity with Dongfang Bubai?" Yang Xiaocong casually asked Ping Yizhi when he was free.

"Why are you asking this?" Ping Yizhi secretly became vigilant.

"No, I'm just curious, why do you want me to kill Dongfang Bubai?"

"Well, how should I put it?" Ping Yizhi thought for a while before replying, "Because I discovered a secret, a secret that shocked me."

Seeing that Ping was unwilling to say more, Yang Xiaocong would not look for boredom, so he changed the subject, "By the way, Doctor Ping, tell me, if Miss Bai often basks in the sun, will she recover faster."

"The sun does help her injury, but she can't get out of bed yet."

"It's okay, I have a solution." Yang Xiaocong waved to Ping and ran away.

……

The teacher's room, after the teacher's acupuncture, Yang Xiaocong did not walk away immediately, but took the teacher's hand and wrote: "Miss Bai, lying in bed all day, are you bored?"

"Huh?" Dongfang felt much better after a few days of treatment, and looked at him with raised eyebrows.

Yang Xiaocong continued to draw: "I have prepared a gift for you, don't resist later."

"Gift? You will give..." Before he finished speaking, Yang Xiaocong picked him up.

"Hey, what are you doing..." Suddenly he let go of his hand, and he fell onto a chair, huh?It should be a chair.

"This is the gift you gave me?" Dongfang frowned. It was a chair, or a hard chair.

Yang Xiaocong smiled and took the leader's hand, drawing: "Don't worry."

Hold the soft little hand, move it to the roller on the side of the chair, and use force to guide the teacher to push it.

The chair moved, and successfully saw the surprised expression on the leader's face, and wrote frantically: "How about it, my gift is not bad, so you don't have to stay in the room all the time."

"Yanger." Dongfang showed a smile, "I'm really curious, what's on your mind?" It always surprises people.

A month passed quickly in the discussion between Ping Yizhi and Yang Xiaocong, the sound of the wheelchair's wheels, and Lan Fenghuang's bluffing.

"Ping Yizhi, I told you that the blood of any two people cannot be exchanged, and your method of exchanging blood will not work." Yang Xiaocong was heartbroken.

"Mr. Yang, how do you know if you haven't tried it? Didn't you say that everything depends on experimentation?"

Nima, the blood types are different, there is nothing wrong with it, you will kill two people once you test it, "their blood is different, something will happen!"

Yang Xiaocong is going to be tortured by Ping Yizhi to go crazy these days. He is a paranoid. Anyway, modern doctors use mice to do experiments. Is there any reason? Yes, orz.

"Yang'er." The sound of the rolling wheel came, Yang Xiaocong loves this voice now, savior, he can get out of the sea of ​​suffering.

He quickly walked to the leader and wrote, "Well, what's the matter?"

"Tomorrow is the last day." Dongfang revealed a faint melancholy, "Tonight, you can accompany me to the market."

The author has something to say: I am so excited to finally write about the recovery of the leader.

This chapter, um, is for transitional use.

☆, gift

Under the cover of night, the town below the mountain was brightly lit.

Pushing a wheelchair, Yang Xiaocong walked slowly on the street, with the noise of cars and horses, the sound of people, and the smell of wine, it was very lively.But these leaders can't see, can't hear, why come to the market on a sudden whim.

"Yang'er, thank you these days." Dongfang seemed to think for a long time before making up his mind to say such a sentence.

Hey, why did you suddenly say thank you? Such a leader is very strange.

Yang Xiaocong stopped, took the leader's hand and wrote: "Well, actually, I should thank you."

The two fell into silence, "If one day, I am no longer me in your eyes, what will you do?" Dongfang's tone was very light, revealing an inexplicable sadness.

"What to do, you are you." Yang Xiaocong wrote deliberately, a trace of uneasiness flashed in his eyes, but he still suppressed it in his heart.

Dongfang held the wooden wheel tightly, his fingertips turned white, "I mean, I am no longer Dongfang Bai, I have become another person you don't know." When you know that I am the big devil Dongfang After Undefeated, will it, will it be like Linghu Chong, pointing his sword at my chest, saying that he wants to eliminate harm for the world?

Master, what are you worried about?Whether you are Dongfang Bai or Dongfang Invincible, you are unique in my heart.Speaking of which, it's me who should be worried.

Yang Xiaocong slowly opened Dongfang's pinching fingers one by one, and wrote: "What about you, what would you do, if I am not the person you imagined."

Dongfang didn't seem to expect that Yang Xiaocong would ask back, if Yang Er wasn't Yang Er, then who would he be.Only then did Dongfang realize that he seemed to know nothing about him except his name.If one day he suddenly disappeared, even if he was powerful, he might not be able to find him.

"If you don't leave, I won't give up." Dongfang's words struck Yang Xiaocong's heart again and again.

Yang Xiaocong burst into tears, took a breath, and wrote down with difficulty: "If, if you find out that I lied to you, will you still stick to what you just said?"

Yang Xiaocong noticed that his hand was suddenly squeezed tightly, and the sharp nails pierced his skin. Dongfang's cold voice came, "I hate people lying to me. If that happens, I will leave you, and maybe even kill you." .”

It turns out that begging for forgiveness has become an extravagant wish. Rather than being hated by you for a lifetime, it is better to be by your side forever, be a manager, and watch you cry, watch you smile, and watch you grow old.

"So, Yang Er, you lied to me, right?" Dongfang was already trying to restrain herself, she was afraid that she would get that answer.

"Of course not." Yang Xiaocong forced a smile on his face and wrote bitterly, "It's all said to be a fake."

Dongfang breathed a sigh of relief, but he still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. No matter what, he should trust him, shouldn't he?

"What about my question, can you give me the answer?"

Yang Xiaocong froze for a moment, then pushed the wheelchair again, touched the leader's shoulder with his fingertips, and wrote softly: "Before I answer you, I will take you to a place."

On the bank of Panyang Lake, the microwave is rippling, and there is no sound, only the sound of the tide lapping against the bluestone bank.

Yang Xiaocong took out two lotus lanterns from his arms, handed one of them to the leader, and wrote: "Follow the folds, you can fold it up."

"You brought me here just to put the lotus lantern?"

Yang Xiaocong looked at the puzzled leader, and continued to write: "In my hometown, if couples set off river lanterns at night to let blessings flow down the river, then they can love each other for a lifetime."

"Who is your lover?" By the moonlight, Yang Xiaocong saw that Dongfang's cheeks were slightly pink.She should have been happy, but she wanted to cry in a dull heart.

"As a new love, I have your approval, so I can't renege on it." Yang Xiaocong wrote, at least not tonight.

The river lamp was shaking, and the golden candlelight lit up the faces of the two of them, turning them into a hazy dream on the water.

Dongfang couldn't see the flickering river lanterns, but could feel the flickering of the lanterns, which gave him a very reassuring feeling.

"My lord." Yang Xiaocong whispered, even though he knew she couldn't hear, "If you don't leave, I won't give up. Even if you leave, I will see you happy." Tears fell silently, fell into the lake, and swung Ripples in circles.

"Miss Bai, I'll give you a gift to celebrate your recovery tomorrow." Yang Xiaocong took out the jewelry that was ordered at Guyunxuan that day.In order to get these two little things, the Eastern leader had to wait for him at the foot of Mount Hua for more than half an hour.

Almost obsessively looking at the pair of silver rings lying in his hands, he carefully selected the one with the word "Cong" engraved on the back, pulled it over the leader's right hand, and gently put it on the middle finger.The middle finger of the right hand, the famous flower has the meaning of the owner, and it can be regarded as my own little selfishness.

"What is this?" Dongfang touched the strange thing in his hand.

Yang Xiaocong smiled softly with tears in his eyes, and wrote: "The ring, a special gift, just for you." Put the ring with "white" engraved on the back and put it away by yourself.

"For the sake of your sincerity, I will reluctantly accept it." The corner of Dongfang's mouth raised an arc inexplicably.

Seeing the faint smile on the leader's face, Yang Xiaocong couldn't help it anymore, stepped forward with sobs, and hugged the person in the wheelchair tightly.With his index finger, he wrote forcefully on Dongfang's back: "You have to remember, I like you, I really like you." It was the first time that Yang Xiaocong regretted so much, because of the so-called identity, he concealed himself.

Dongfang was stunned and forgot his reaction, and only smiled when he felt a tingling pain in his back, "I know."

On the way back, Dongfang asked, "Yanger, where's your answer?"

Yang Xiaocong was silent, his index finger brushed across the leader's clothes, "The answer is in the ring."

Master Leader, I am actually a coward, and I will never dare to show my true colors in front of you.

The author has something to say: I am too emotionally invested in this chapter. . . orz. . .code word code cry

well. .The gift is finally thick lined.

In the next chapter, Xiao Cong becomes Brother Lian in a second.

☆, leave

On the long platform of the clinic, Ping pulled out the last silver needle from the Baihui acupoint in the east with one finger, "How about it, girl, you should have heard what I said."

"Yang Er?" Dongfang really hoped that after he detoxified, the first words he heard were from Yang Er, and the first person he met was also Yang Er.

Opening his eyes mistyly, his eyes were still hazy, and he could vaguely see a figure.

Feeling that the fog cleared away, the person in front of him gradually became clear, the handsome and handsome man looked at him with a silver needle in his hand and smiled indifferently, Dongfang lost a bit, it wasn't Yang Er.

Standing up from the long platform, the chirping of insects outside the window echoed in my ears, and slightly nodded to the person in front of me, "Doctor Ping, thank you for your hard work."

Looking outside the door, he should have come in at this time, but the person is really curious about Yang Er's appearance.

The left hand caressed the ring on the middle finger of the right hand inadvertently, and there was a warm feeling in the bottom of my heart, hehe, I will see you soon.

"By the way, girl, this is the letter Mr. Yang asked me to give you." Ping put the utensils with one finger, and took out a letter from his bosom.

"Trust? What about others?" Dongfang Dai frowned slightly.

"Mr. Yang, he left before I gave the needle, leaving only this letter behind."

Dongfang pursed his lips and took the letter, "Did he say anything when he left?"

Ping shook his head with one finger, sighed and left.

The rest of Dongfang looked at the letter with an inexplicable expression, and clenched his hands tightly. Why on earth did he leave me so eagerly when I recovered from my injury, even though I was still well yesterday.

The time went back to last night after Yang Xiaocong sent the leader back to the room.

Yang Xiaocong went back to his room and fiddled for a while, then came to Ping Yizhi's room, "Doctor Ping, are you asleep?"

The door opened instantly, and Ping greeted him with one finger, "Young Master Yang, you came just in time, and I happen to have some problems that I can't figure out."

Yang Xiaocong's face was full of black lines, she knew that this medical madman would not rest so early.

Having no time to pay attention to Ping Yizhi's wild thoughts, Yang Xiaocong went straight in, "Doctor Ping, please do me a favor."

"What's busy?" These days, Ping Yizhi and Yang Xiaocong got along well, and the two are both teachers and friends, and their friendship is pretty good.

"Tomorrow, I'm leaving." Yang Xiaocong's voice became low.

"I know, the girl is detoxified, do you still want to stay with me to eat and drink for nothing?"

If it was possible, Yang Xiaocong would definitely have a big well on his forehead, and said every word: "I mean, I won't go with that girl tomorrow." Really, the sad atmosphere created with great difficulty, that's all ruined.

"What's going on?" Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Yang Xiaocong had unusual feelings for that girl.

"Don't ask, just say if you can help."

"Then does she know?"

"If she knows, do I still need your help?" Yang Xiaocong smiled wryly.

"By the way, I wrote this when I was bored these days. Take it, I wrote down all the medical theories I know." Yang Xiaocong took out a notebook from his pocket and handed it to Ping Yizhi.

Ping Yizhi took it, and said slowly, "You have prepared this, do I have the right to refuse?"

"It's good that you know." Yang Xiaocong took out a letter, "What you have to do is very simple. After I leave, just give this to her."

Ping Yizhi took the letter, and muttered: "I really don't understand you, you obviously like it, but you still have to leave."

Yang Xiaocong shook his head, didn't answer, but just said when he turned to leave, "Thank you, Ping Yizhi."

Ping Yizhi looked at the leaving figure, puzzled flashed in his eyes, but he still turned on the lamp and went to sleep.

Dongfang opened the letter tremblingly, staring at every word on it carefully.

"Miss Bai, I don't dare to ask you to forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye. It's just that there are some things and some reasons that I really can't say. I'm afraid that one day, we will become the most familiar strangers. Let these days be the most beautiful. Let the memories stay in our hearts. I left, but I just hope you can remember that what I said to you last night was serious.

Don't look for me anymore, I have already contacted the person who entrusted me to take care of you that day, and he will wait for you in Baihualou.

don't read. "

The letter paper was crumpled up and thrown on the ground, what do you mean, leaving a torn letter, and just left her behind.Yang Xiaocong, you are fine. When I find you, you can try it out and anger me.

Dongfang left with a flick of his sleeves, but turned back, spread out the paper rolled up on the ground, folded it, and put it in his arms.Dongfang told himself this way, this is evidence, how could it be lost.

"Ready to leave?" Ping Yi pointed to the oriental girl who was arranging things.

"Well, I'm bothering you these days." Dongfang said lightly.

"It's fine to leave, but what about this?" Ping Yi pointed to the wheelchair in the yard.

"I'll take it away." Dongfang looked at the wheelchair with a complicated expression.

"Well, that's best, don't leave any debris behind."

Watched by Dr. Ping, the leader left in a wheelchair in a gorgeous manner, obviously saying that the injury has healed.Ping Yizhi once again sighed in his heart, what two strange people.

Kaifeng Mansion, Baihualou.In the noisy flow of people, I thought of a strange sound of "gurgling". Everyone looked around and saw a stunning beauty sitting in a weird chair that could be moved.

Yang Xiaocong was among the crowd, so he naturally heard this voice. For a moment, he really didn't want to face this moment.

Dongfang completely ignored the surprised eyes of others, Baihualou, heh, since you have already contacted me, why should I not accept your kindness?

"Master." Yang Xiaocong took a deep breath and stepped forward.

"Well, it turned out to be you!" Dongfang stood up from the wheelchair, his eyes were cold, "You are the only one here?"

Listening to the leader's cold voice, Yang Xiaocong felt a dull pain in his heart, "The others are on standby at Heimuya."

"Then let's go back to Heimuya." Dongfang didn't have time to spend here, anyway, that person left too, didn't he?

Yang Xiaocong looked hesitantly at the leader who was walking in front, and asked, "Then what about this?" He pointed to the wheelchair.

"You, carry it back."

What?Carry it back!Although Yang Xiaocong was very happy to see that the leader cherished the chair he made for her so much, it would be too much of a joke to carry it back.

"What? Is there a problem?" Dongfang looked back coldly, "Did you become more courageous when I was away, huh?"

"No, no, of course there is no problem." Yang Xiaocong replied quickly, she missed the little white girl before.

The author has something to say: Whoops, I finally finished this chapter.

Spoiler Jun Chulai spoke: "Next, Xiao Cong and the leader will spend a loving (unknown) time in Heimuya.

☆, back to the cliff

Heimuya, Wencheng Martial Virtue Hall, the congregation stood in a dense crowd.

"The leader of the East, Wencheng Wude, will dominate the world for thousands of years."

Dongfang was dressed in a red leader's uniform and a black crown made of brocade with dragon patterns on his head, sitting on the leader's throne. With a wave of his sleeves, all the loud shouts stopped in an instant.

Yang Xiaocong, who was standing on the right side of the throne, looked at the leader beside him, with every gesture and gesture, he had the aura of looking down on the world.Sure enough, is Qianqiu Baye suitable for her?

"Master, the sky is full of blessings, and the subordinates will know that the bullshit news released by those righteous people is false." Shangguan Yun took a step forward and said flatteringly.

"Oh?" Dongfang squinted at him, "News? What did the people from the Five Sacred Sword Sect say?"

"Master Hui, the Five Sacred Sword Sect released rumors a few days ago, saying that you, Master, have been captured by them, and that the Sun Moon God Sect is in danger."

"What did Yue Buqun say? How is the situation of Wuyue Sword Sect now?" Dongfang narrowed his eyes slightly, and the corners of his lips drew a beautiful arc.

"Yue Buqun has become the leader of the martial arts alliance, and now the reputation of the Huashan faction is so high, it is estimated that they will attack us." The strong man on the right side of the head replied, it was Tong Baixiong.

"Do it? I don't know if I'm dead or not, and he doesn't have the courage. However, I'm really surprised that the Songshan faction made him the leader of the martial arts alliance."

"Religion Master, during the martial arts conference, when they were fighting with Yue Buqun, Zuo Lengchan and Yu Canghai both lost their temper, Songshan faction and Qingcheng faction lost their backbone, and it is impossible to compete with Huashan faction."

"Hmph, Huashan faction, Yue Buqun, we should give him some color." Dongfang chuckled lightly, his eyes darkened.

"By the way, is there any news about Yingying?" When Dongfang said this, he glanced at Xiang Wentian vaguely.

"According to the reports from the spies, Saintess and Linghu Chong went to the Jiangnan area together." Jiangnan?Dongfang's smile narrowed, did she know where Ren Woxing was imprisoned?

"Elder Shangguan, I haven't seen Yingying for a long time, and I miss Yingying very much. She's really gone out for so long, and she doesn't care about me as an uncle. I'd better trouble you to bring her back to Heimuya."

"This subordinate takes orders." Shangguan Yun was overjoyed, worried that he would not find a chance to please the leader.

Xiang Wentian raised his head suddenly, and was about to say something, but he met the eyes of Dongfang Hierarch who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, his heart shivered, and he lowered his head again.

"This seat is exhausted, you all step back." Dongfang raised his sleeves, turned his head to see Yang Xiaocong standing aside, "As for you, come with me."

The teacher's dormitory is still a light gauze curtain full of bright red eyes, surrounded by embroidery, either a boy in blue is dancing a sword, or a boy in white and blue are enjoying the scenery together.

Dongfang entered the room, looked at the room full of embroidery, frowned, and sneered: "Hmph, Linghu Chong, Yue Buqun, do you really think I'm easy to talk to?"

The next moment, the arm was lightly raised, and countless flying needles flew out from the cuff, and the internal force on the needle point shattered each piece of embroidery, and in an instant, colorful pieces of cloth were scattered all over the sky.

Taking back the embroidery needle, Dongfang looked back at Yang Xiaocong who was in a daze, and said lightly: "Clean it up."

Yang Xiaocong nodded blankly, "Yes, this subordinate obeys."

When Yang Xiaocong was struggling to pick up the debris and was about to throw it away, Dongfang sat leisurely on the big bed and waved to her.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaocong put down the rubbish in his hands, and hurried over, "What else does the leader want?"

Dongfang raised his smooth jade arm, and stroked Yang Xiaocong's face with his slender fingers. Yang Xiaocong was stunned, not knowing why, what's going on?Didn't the leader ruin Linghu Chong's embroidery? Why does he still linger on her face like this?

Suddenly, Dongfang's hand tightened, pinching her chin tightly, and said softly: "Remember, I really wanted to say, let you wear a mask."

Yang Xiaocong cried out inwardly, why?