become my beauty

It is almost dawn, and people who feel the wind blowing in the early autumn morning only feel that their clothes are thin.Xue Yang raised his head, his pupils turned black and then red.No, he can't chase him now, otherwise, he will definitely kill him.

Most definitely.

Xue Yang returned to the courtyard, and continued to refine the Yinhu Talisman without caring about the injury on his arm.In fact, the Yinhu Talisman has not been completely refined yet, and this time, too much resentment has been absorbed once again.If the enchantment and refining cannot be strengthened in time, it will backlash the holder, or give birth to demonization.

How many days has it been?Xue Yang lay down on the bed thinking.Xue Yang felt at a loss for the first time, not knowing what he was going to do next.

"Have you been lying like this all the time?" Xue Yang actually knew that someone had come in.However, after the visitor made his voice, he still couldn't recover.

Xiao Xingchen didn't hear the answer, and felt that the atmosphere was a bit dull.After I explained it to Song Lan, I still decided to come back.Although friends are very angry.

Xue Yang's forehead hair wet with sweat was wiped to the top of his head. At this time, he tilted his head to look, and met Xiao Xingchen's eyes. Only then did Xiao Xingchen realize that Xue Yang had extremely dark eyes.It looks like obsidian is kept in a silver plate, and the side is black and white.This person actually has such clear eyes?Clean as a child, but so ruthless.

"Why did you come back?" After I have decided to let you go back to the right path.

"You said, if I come back, you won't kill people at random again, is that true?" Xiao Xingchen decided to make it clear to him: "Besides, didn't you say you wanted to find Jupoling?" Make up for it?Maybe I have an excuse not to swing from side to side.

"That's what I said, and it's still valid." Xue Yang felt that the confusion of the past few days seemed to evaporate in the midday sun.

Xiao Xingchen nodded, indicating that he understood.He didn't say anything more, seeing that Xue Yang was still lying down, he went outside to fetch water—after all, the sight of Xue Yang's blood congealed into black and clinging to his clothes was really not pretty.

Xue Yang watched Xiao Xingchen rush in and out, cleaned and bandaged him, removed the broken prosthetic limb, looked at the empty left sleeve, but felt calm in his heart.He knew that Xiao Xingchen didn't come back this time because of him, maybe because he thought of the Yinhu Talisman, or because A-Qing could gather his soul and soul to reincarnate sooner.It's just that it's good that he's back.As for the others, why worry about soldiers coming to block the water and cover them with soil?

Xiao Xingchen knew that this person had been staring at him.His prosthetic was broken and mutilated, making it useless.It was made by No.1 craftsman, so it is much more flexible to use than ordinary ones.Xiao Xingchen spent seven days and seven nights manufacturing a new one according to the original size.And I don't know how to forge, so I can only use wooden ones, so that at least the joints will be less worn.Although he has tried repeatedly in the frame of various activities, the material used is huanghuali wood, which is also quite durable.Because it is the first time to do something like this, I don't know the effect, so I inevitably feel a little uneasy.

When putting Xue Yang on, Xue Yang's expression was more playful than Xiao Xingchen's.Is this person so upright that he can't see anyone suffering, or is he pleasing himself because of the peace of the world?Is it necessary to do this?

Xiao Xingchen coughed and broke the weird situation: "Try to move it around. If it doesn't fit, I'll fix it. Let's use it for now, and find someone to customize it later."

Xue Yang poured spiritual power into this new arm, and tried to hold the fingers on the prosthetic limb. The Taoist priest also followed his gaze to look over, but saw that hand was getting closer and closer.There was a faint warmth on the face.

"You, what are you doing?" Xiao Xingchen jumped when he was pulled into his arms, and quickly pushed Xue Yang, struggling to get out of his arms.Why do you feel that this situation is so familiar with this smell?Why can't I remember?

"This arm is very good to use, it seems to be more flexible. It is also more accurate and powerful when pulling." Xue Yang let Xiao Xingchen break free.

Seeing what he said, the Taoist priest thought it was just a test of the strength and strength of his arm: "If your side is ready, let's leave today and go to Kuizhou." Xue Yang didn't refute, and nodded in agreement. .

The two decided to take Yujian and waterways alternately.In this way, the two can also practice during the day.And Xiao Xingchen can continue to hunt at night.

On this day, after refining the Yinhu Talisman, Xue Yang saw that Xiao Xingchen hadn't returned to the black awning boat they had rented more than before, so he could only come out to look for him.

When he found Xiao Xingchen, he was fighting with several ghosts.Judging from the situation in front of him, he still had the upper hand, so Xue Yang just stood there, watching them fight with his arms crossed.Here, there is no gloomy wind, except that the abandoned house seems to have been around for a long time before these ghosts were born, and there is still a faint smell of blood.

"Help me, save me, I can't die." When the ankle tightened, Xue Yang broke away almost immediately, just wanting to step on it hard.After seeing the man's high belly, did he not lift his feet.When he landed here, he saw a woman lying on the ground next to her, breathing heavily, and seemed injured.If the current situation is not as he expected, it should be that she passed by here alone, preparing to spend the night in that house, but was injured by a ghost, and Xiao Xingchen must have rescued her when she passed by.However, it is obvious that this woman has no eyesight, so she asks him for help, and she can only be saved if she asks for help from the guy opposite.

The woman stretched out her hand to grab it again, Xue Yang looked down, thinking whether to break her fingers one by one.

Over there, Xiao Xingchen saw that he seemed unmoved all the time, so he couldn't help shouting: "Can you have a little compassion? Save people first!"

Seeing the other party's firm and condemning eyes, Xue Yang was full of confusion and bewilderment.Back then, he was so innocent that someone crushed a finger off abruptly. The dirt color mixed with blood and mud stained his whole hand. The pain caused him to scream and roll on the side of the road. There were so many people and such a cold day, but No one came forward to help him or ask him a question.

not a single person.

When he regained consciousness from the painful dizziness, he stumbled to the nearest pharmacy.However, the doctor sitting in the hall asked, did he bring enough medical expenses?For a person who can't even afford a plate of pastries, where does the medical expenses come from?Then, what happened afterwards?He held the bloody hand, rushed to a nearby vendor, and inserted the knife from the next stall into the stall in front of him. At that time, at the age of seven, he must have looked hideous.Then he used "get" to get the money and went to the pharmacy.Seeing the phalanges being corrected one by one, and losing a little finger, but what he thought at that time was that he could buy a few more plum cakes with the remaining money.

As an orphan with no background, even if he is adopted by collateral relatives, it seems to be a logical thing to become a gangster on the street. He fights with people on the street, competes for territory, and is bullied by children older than himself. Bah".Ask for it next time.

So, why should he have compassion?Why do you have to ask him to have something that no one else has?