Yang Shu Mei Ying

Chu Feiyang hugged Jun Shuying to bed, stroking his gloomy eyebrows.

Jun Shuying's heart is very easy to understand, but he may not understand his pursuit of power and status for a lifetime.

Chu Feiyang has never been so helpless to anyone. He can't watch Jun Shuying as a traitor, and it is even more impossible to hurt Jun Shuying like other evil people.

He has done his best to be good for Jun Shuying, but Jun Shuying is not a grateful person, so he can never get close to his heart.

He has become accustomed to giving grace to others as a strong man. He did not forget that Jun Shuying was also a strong man, but he hoped that Jun Shuying would trust him and rely on him just like those he had rescued.

The child has been born, and her internal strength has not recovered. Jun Shuying even shattered his last hope. Chu Feiyang could not guess what would happen when Jun Shuying woke up. He knew that Jun Shuying had always regarded himself as the source of all his bad luck. Perhaps when Jun Shuying woke up again, he would never have the chance to approach him like he is now.

"Don't you want to help the leader?" Gao Fang did not know when he appeared outside the door. "Isn't it better if you do n’t give the leader the first place in martial arts?" You can't even do that. "

"No." Chu Feiyang calmed for a moment but refused.

"Why not reluctant to share your feelings with the leader?" Gao Fang cried.

Chu Feiyang held Jun Shuying's hand and said, "He has suffocation in his heart. If no one suppresses him, he will cause trouble to the rivers and lakes. At least for now, his hands are still clean."

"If it's not clean, why would you kill him?"

Chu Feiyang didn't say a word, Gao Fang chuckled and said, "Chuda is really profoundly righteous. It is fortunate that you are martial arts with people like Chu. It is really fortunate that we, the evil gates, should not be overwhelmed. The vain attempt to stain the righteousness of the heroes Chu. "

Chu Feiyang still didn't bother, but looked intently at Jun Shuying's unconscious face. Gao Fengqi said: "Chu Feiyang, your so-called hero is just a selfish and hypocritical villain. What is said for the sake of martial arts in the world! Ridiculous! I think you simply look forward to losing the master ’s martial arts. Succumb to you. Dream your spring and autumn dreams. Even if the leader is really without martial arts, he cannot be your plaything.

"That's it!" Chu Feiyang said. "Do you want to go out by yourself, or do you want me to invite you out?"

Gao Fang stared at the back with a hate for a long while, then turned and fell away. Until the footsteps were far away, Chu Feiyang laughed bitterly and whispered: "If my skill can change your heart, I am willing to die. But I know nothing more than you, a person like you, if I want to be like you Close, only ever stronger than you. "Chu Feiyang reached out and smoothed Jun Shuying's tangled eyebrows," I will think of other ways to save you. How can I bear to treat you as a plaything. "

Jun Shuying woke up again at night, and Chu Feiyang brought some porridge.

"Eat it, you've been unconscious for so many days."

Jun Shuying ignored it, but opened his eyes and closed them with some weakness. Such quietness made Chu Feiyang even more disturbed.

He put his porridge on the table, walked gently to the bed, and said softly, "Jun Shuying, get up and eat something."

Jun Shuying didn't say anything, his face was as calm as asleep, but the hand on his side was holding tightly, shaking slightly. Chu Fei sighed and reached out and covered his hand. Jun Shuying stiffened, Chu Feiyang grabbed his neck and helped him sit up. He sat behind Jun Shuying himself and pulled him to lean on him. "You don't have to do this. I will help you recover your skills. Your meridians are not damaged, and it is not so difficult to recover."

Chu Feiyang said these words, apparently rushed to Jun Shuying's original lifeless body suddenly straightened. He sighed and said, "But you will listen to me in the future, don't be so arrogant."

"You can really help me," Jun Shuying said, his voice dry.

Chu Feiyang lifted his hand and grabbed the porridge on the table. He scooped a spoonful and put it to Jun Shuying's mouth, and said, "Of course. When did I break my word? We will start when your body recovers."

Jun Shuying raised his hand to grab the porridge bowl and poured it down. Chu Feiyang pulled back, looking at the slightly trembling back, shaking his head and smiling softly.