Dawn Star Lone Island

Jiang San didn't seem to expect Chu Feiyang to agree so easily. He was taken aback for a while before he laughed twice, and said, "Okay, okay! Daxia Chu is a refreshing person, and I won't tell you lies. I'm not afraid to tell. You’re a joke, I’ve spent a lot of time to invite you here for personal matters. It has nothing to do with the rivers and lakes, and has nothing to do with righteousness and evil. It’s just to make up for the mistakes Jiang made when he was young. So Daxia Chu doesn’t have to worry about my old beggar’s meeting. Use this to make waves."

"I have never worried." Chu Feiyang smiled and stretched out his hand: "The antidote."

Jiang San was not afraid that Chu Feiyang would regret after giving the antidote. He simply took out three small bottles of red, white and blue from his arms, and then took out a palm-sized small scale and one from the package behind him. The little weighing mound said: "Red, one blue, two white and three, just mix them together and give it to Girl Pingting to drink." As he said, he poured the powder from the bottle and weighed it himself.

Chu Feiyang was not afraid of him making hands and feet, walked to Ping Ting's side, and cut the rope with a sword. Ping Ting broke away from the rope three times and then stood up with her arms around her arms, looking at Chu Feiyang guiltily: "Brother Chu, I'm sorry, not only didn't help you, but you still need to save me."

Chu Feiyang smiled and said, "Don't take it to heart. I will save whoever it is." When he was talking, Jun Shuying had already walked behind him, Chu Feiyang turned to look at him, a trace of his face was revealed. Smile.

Ping Ting looked at the two people in front of her, bit her lower lip and lowered her head slightly.

Jiang San adjusted well to understand the medicine, Ping Ting endured the unpleasant smell and drank the mushy medicine, then squatted aside and coughed vigorously with her throat.

"It will be a little disgusting, be careful not to spit it out, you won't be able to cure the poison if you spit it out." Jiang San shouted as he put the things in the package.

Pingting covered her mouth with one hand to resist the feeling of nausea, grabbed a handful of stones with the other, and threw it over without looking back.

Chu Feiyang used Zhen Qi to prop up the Qi wall to protect him and Jun Shuying, the stone was knocked down by Zhen Qi and fell under the feet of the two. Without the internal protection body, Jiang San yelled and hid everywhere. Although his head was smashed by stones, his voice was filled with excitement that was hard to hide.

"Are you really going to help him open the mechanism?" Jun Shuying looked at Jiang San who was jumping around with joy, pulling Chu Feiyang to the corner of the rock wall, and asked in a low voice.

Chu Feiyang nodded, and said, "I'm not just to help him." He walked to the overgrown stone wall, stretched out the grass covered with rocks, and unexpectedly revealed a few big words.

"Forget Worry Valley?!" Jun Shuying read out, wondering: "What's so special about this? It's just an ordinary name."

Chu Feiyang touched the edge of the handwriting and said, "I have practiced martial arts with my master since I was a child. On the fifteenth of every month, he would always go to the roof alone and drink for the month, often getting drunk. I have. Once I overheared his drunken talk, the name he mentioned the most at that time was this Wangyougu."

Chu Feiyang couldn't forget the day when he was twelve years old. The old man who had always been calm and breezy held him in tears, murmured the valley far away in the sky, and said to him with a long sigh: "Feiyang, Master. I will teach you one more thing. Do you know what is the most painful thing in this world? It is something you know you will regret but you have to do. It is a person who clearly does not want to hurt, but you must personally trap him. It is every drop of it. The blood is clamoring to want to go back, want to go back, but have to leave forever forever, without a glance. These pains have tortured me for decades, as long as I live, it will not stop. This is a punishment for me, I must live to bear it."

Chu Feiyang listened silently, those words were like blood and tears, and the young could not understand why there was such a deep pain.

"So, just don't do what you regret. If you don't want to hurt, never hurt him. Isn't it all right?"

At that time, the childish voice was still in his ears, and Chu Feiyang looked at the face that he had loved to the bone in front of him, and suddenly he was extremely grateful that he did it.

After listening, Jun Shuying was silent for a moment, and said, "It turns out that this is why you like to climb the roof to drink. You are really a good apprentice, so you have to learn."

Chu Feiyang smiled, and then continued: "When Master mentioned the name, the sadness on his body looked too heavy. It was something I had never seen before. So I want to know that there is something hidden in it. What kind of past the Master has made him still desperate for life."

"Maybe he just missed home. It has been for so many years. Even if he had something, it should be turned into ashes now." Jun Shuying glanced at Jiang San, who was excited about herself, and said unhappily, "In my opinion, we don't want it. Help him and make him happy!"

Chu Feiyang laughed, scraped off the tip of Jun Shuying's nose, and said with a low smile: "You look bad, why do you have to make people happy."

"Because his proud look makes me hate. I don't want others to do things through our ability, but I am proud." Jun Shuying frowned, very unhappy.

Chu Feiyang pretended to shook his head and sighed, and reached out to touch the top of Jun Shuying's head: "This cute little thing."

Jun Shuying lifted his hand, her face sinking: "Chu Feiyang, are you itchy?"

"No, no." Chu Feiyang waved his hands again and again, "Even if the skin is itchy, I will grab it myself, how can I bother with Lord Shuying's hands." Chu Feiyang said, holding up Jun Shuying's hand, and then rubbed it again. , Looked at him with a smile.

Jun Shuying was so relieved that she snorted, too lazy to care about him.

"What are the two conspiring there again?!" Jiang San's voice sounded, "Chu Daxia, look at it for yourself, the poison of Pingting girl has been solved. It's time to honor your promise."

Chu Feiyang walked over and saw that the black line on Ping Ting's neck had disappeared.

"It's really good." Chu Feiyang nodded to Pingting. Ping Ting originally looked at him nervously, and finally relaxed after hearing these words.

Chu Feiyang confessed a few more words to Ping Ting, and told him where Chu Yunfei was, and asked her to rush over to take care of it.

Before Ping Ting could speak, Chu Feiyang turned to Jiang Sandao: "Bring the sword."

Jiang San handed the Hyosung Sword with both hands, and his eyes eagerly watched the movements of Chu Feiyang's hands.

Chu Feiyang just got it in his hand, but was snatched by Jun Shuying.

"Hey, Lord Jun, what do you want to do?!" Jiang San was a little anxious.

Jun Shuying glanced at him coldly: "I'm afraid you will poison you."

Jiang Sansheng distinguished it, but Jun Shuying ignored him and checked on her own.

Chu Feiyang watched with interest as he took the sword under his nose and sniffed it, then turned it up and down and looked at it carefully, then took out some bottles and jars from his sleeves, and processed the entire Hyosung Sword. Then handed it to Chu Feiyang.

"It's just taking a few drops of your hero Chu's blood, are you? What good is it for me to harm him?!" Jiang San blushed and shouted roughly, "Your old man is still standing here, I dare to stand in front of you. Did you harm him face to face?"

"You look like this kind of person." Ping Ting nodded and said, causing Jiang San to blush and shout with a thick neck.

Chu Feiyang ignored their dispute, rolled up his sleeves, and cut a shallow wound on his arm with his sword. Blood quickly poured out from the wound, and gradually stained the entire surface of the broken sword, dripping to the ground.

"Enough." Jun Shuying pushed away the sword, tapped his acupuncture points to stop the bleeding, and took the wound medicine and gauze to treat the wound for Chu Feiyang.

Jiang San eagerly took the sword and ran to the stele to look for the hinge of the mechanism. Chu Feiyang didn't look at him, and let him study on his own, leading Jun Shuying to the other corner of the wall. Ping Ting looked at the two with hesitation, but finally did not catch up. She was also worried about Chu Feiyang's injury, but she could see that at this moment, there was no place for her between the two.

Chu Feiyang looked at Jun Shuying, who lowered his head in front of him to bandage his wounds, and smiled for a long while: "Shuying, do you feel bad for me?!"

Jun Shuying gave him an angry look, continued the work at hand, but said nothing.

"Say Shuying, Xiaojun - tell me." Chu Feiyang begged three-pointers and seven-pointers, "Although I have high martial arts skills, I am also a mortal body, and such a long wound is also very painful. Tell me, I feel happy in my heart, and the pain will be lessened."

"You deserve it." Jun Shuying snorted coldly, "When did Daxia Chu be so squeamish?"

Chu Feiyang smiled and said, "Yeah, only you can see Daxia Chu's squeamish appearance. Let me comfort you, it's just a sentence."

Jun Shuying lowered his head and continued to bandage Chu Feiyang, and remained silent. Chu Feiyang looked at him with a smile, and waited patiently.

After a long while, Jun Shuying gave up like authentically: "What do you want me to say?!"

"Say you love me." Chu Feiyang held Jun Shuying's hand with his bandaged hand, shook it gently, and continued to tease him with a smile.

Jun Shuying held his head down for a long time, and said something slurred with extremely fast speech.

"What did you say, I didn't hear a word clearly." Chu Feiyang put his ear closer, "Come on, say it again."

"Get out!" Jun Shuying pushed his head away.

Ping Ting stood not far away, looking at the two people who were talking in low voices. She couldn't hear them, and could only see the gentle smile on Chu Feiyang's face. Just laughing like that is enough to hurt her heart. Such tenderness is unique, and such unique tenderness, Chu Feiyang gave all to that one person.

Ping Ting lowered her eyelashes and walked out of the valley lonely.

As soon as I walked out of the valley, I heard a loud rumbling noise from behind. Ping Ting looked back, and saw billowing smoke rising from the direction when she came, swarming toward the sky.