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    "This kid has seen too much of The Condor Heroes. He really fell in love with his master." Ye Wudao's voice was particularly cold and ruthless at this moment. Ye Yin stood up knowingly, without looking back: "Now you are satisfied. Kill.  A genius. Even a genius who is destined to be unable to threaten you." He didn't come back, so Ye Yin Zhixin couldn't see the broken blood at the corner of Ye Wudao's mouth.

    Staggering back a step, Ye Wudao smiled lightly: "I killed him for many reasons. How do you, a bitch, know that?"

    Ye Yin Zhixin turned around angrily, and instantly, the anger on his face solidified.

    She may never imagine what it would be like to see Ye Wudao's mouth full of blood and his clothes covered with the blood that overflowed from his mouth. Ye Wudao's body is still upright.

    "Now is your best chance to avenge your apprentice." Ye Wudao coughed up a mouthful of blood, his right hand trembled violently, feeling that every time the heart squeezed out blood, it was not enough blood to flow out of the body, and all the internal organs were crushed.  Ye Wudao's eyes gradually turned a layer of blood red, and blood began to overflow from Ye Wudao's seven orifices.

    He is not a god after all, and even a god cannot overload his body with serious internal injuries.

    Feeling that his legs were gradually becoming weak, Ye Wudao threw his head back and fell to the ground. The last touch of his senses was falling into a warm and soft embrace.

    Thousands of miles away, on the other side of the Atlantic Ocean.

    After attending a performance ceremony in the Golden Hall, Murong Xuehen sat in the room, curled up on the sofa with a bamboo tube-shaped water cup given to her by Ye Wudao, and stared blankly at a line of poetry on the water cup that Wudao had personally carved for her.  : The agreement between life and death is broad, and it is said with Zicheng.  Hold your hand and grow old together.  Murong Xuehen secretly added this line of poetry: On the bright moon above the tall building, you are like dust from the road, and I am like muddy cement, rising and falling in different ways, when will you meet?

    Just thinking about him quietly and quietly, as if it was the most meaningful and happiest thing in the day, Murong Xuehen leaned her delicate and perfect chin gently on her arm, looked at the water glass in front of her, stood up lightly,  Murong Xuehen was about to pour herself a glass of water when she felt inexplicably flustered. The water glass in her hand that she regarded as life fell to the ground. Looking at the bamboo cup that was still rolling on the ground, a strong uneasiness rushed toward Murong Xue.  mark.

    On the other side of the ocean, a girl with long hair and a snow-white shirt who looked very smart, with an undressed face but a hint of the most natural exquisite beauty of an oriental woman and a hint of graceful temperament was sitting in front of a design draft.  The pencil is sketching something on the design draft.

    Quiet and graceful, this girl once made the entire academy praise her for allowing them to see the true beauty of oriental gracefulness. Murong Xuehen brought the beauty of oriental women into their minds and souls, then this girl from faraway China  It has brought the beauty of Oriental women to them, making it within their reach.

    Like a dancing outline like an elf, the pencil rustled on the design draft. The girl pursed her lips gently, as if thinking, then quietly let go, and the pen tip jumped up again. Suddenly, the pencil tip broke on the design draft.  , the girl was stunned, her wrist lost its center of gravity and sank down, leaving ugly marks on the design draft.

    Seemingly absent-mindedly, the girl picked up the broken pencil tip, her expression not very good.

    "Anna, help me contact the airport. I want a ticket to Hangzhou tomorrow!" The girl suddenly shouted outside.

    A girl with a strong British style stuck her head out: "What? Mingyue, didn't you say you won't go in another half a month?" Shaking her head in despair, the girl said: "I have a strong uneasiness, I want to go back,  Go back tomorrow!¡±

    Anna nodded, picked up the phone and said, "Okay, I'll help you arrange it."

    In a simple rental house, Ye Yin Zhixin was squatting on the ground making medicine. The bright firelight shone on her face, giving her an almost unreal dreamlike visual effect. She squatted on the ground with peace of mind, watching the heat of the stove, and smelled it from time to time.  As soon as he smelled the medicine, there was only one man in the world who could let a woman like Ye Yin Zhixin concentrate on preparing medicine for him.

    As if he felt that the heat was almost done, Ye Yin Zhixin picked up the medicine stove with two wet wipes and carefully poured it into a bowl. Then he picked up the bowl and blew a few puffs, then tested the temperature with his mouth, and sat down with the medicine step by step.  In front of the window, he lifted up the man who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, and used a spoon to feed the medicine into the man's mouth one by one.

    This job is no easier than boiling medicine. After finally feeding a bowl of medicine into the man's mouth, Ye Yin Zhixin was about to stand up but felt the man's fingers move. He turned around in surprise and saw Ye Wudao forever deep.  His eyes were looking at her unblinkingly.

    Although his face is still very pale, his complexion has improved a lot.

    "Since you're awake, I'm leaving." Putting down the bowl, Ye Yin Zhixin stood up.?.

    "I can't move yet. What will I do if a robber and gangster comes? Do you have the heart to watch me being robbed by those gangsters? Robbery is fine. What if this increasingly evil society creates two  If gangsters with special hobbies come, your beloved man will suffer." Ye Wudao said with a smile, maybe speaking too fast affected his internal organs, and he coughed suddenly, making Ye Wudao's face paler.

    "You know your current situation and yet you don't respect yourself so much. If I hadn't been there, I'm afraid no one could have saved you." Ye Yin's knowing eyes flashed sharply, as if he was blaming the man.

    "I know my body well, and I won't die after just a little tossing." Ye Wudao put his hands on the bed and continued to stare at the chest with that frivolous look that made Ye Yin Zhixin think of two "blasphemies" involuntarily. He smiled evilly:  "What I'm thinking about is that when a woman like you came to open up to a grown man like me, would the boss or the boss's wife open their mouths wide and not be able to close them for at least ten minutes?"

    "Hey!" The bright light illuminated the entire dim room, and Xue Po Crescent Moon's clear sword pointed at Ye Wudao's neck.  "If you talk nonsense again, I will definitely kill you with my own hands! It's better than you being killed by the elders of Wakayama!"

    Ye Yin knew he was not joking, and Ye Wudao knew it very well, so this guy shrugged his shoulders knowingly and made a grievance.

    "Do you know that your body is already on the verge of collapse?" Ye Yin Zhixin put away the Snow Po Crescent Moon, and for the first time there was a trace of hesitation on her face that had never had much expression. She could still clearly remember when she saw this  When the man fell into his arms with bleeding from all his orifices, how did his clear mind set off a huge wave of panic and fear? Even at the moment when the man's breathing paused slightly, this panic and fear even  Overriding her lifelong pursuit of kendo.

    The cracks left by Ye Wudao in Ye Yin Zhixin's heart have now begun to spread.

    "You knew clearly that the three elders of Wakayama had come to China, but you still risked serious injury to kill the fourth elder. What on earth were you thinking?" No matter how you look at it, Ye Yinzhixin hates the fact that iron cannot become steel.  , Ye Wudao covered his chest and smiled bitterly: "I am a patient now, and you are still yelling at me. If you really want to know, just sit here and I will tell you."

    Ye Yin glanced at Ye Wudao with suspicion. There was really nothing remarkable about this guy's face, so after hesitating for a while, Ye Wudao said again: "I'm like this now, are you still afraid that I'm going to do something wrong to you?"  what you do?"

    Only then did Ye Yin Zhixin come to Ye Wudao's bed.

    Ten seconds later, a sudden scream shook the whole house!

    "Ye Wudao, I want to kill you"
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