Chapter 170 Because I Miss You Ye Xieming brought Jing Yirong to the thatched cottage where he was last time. Looking at the unconscious person on the bed, his heartache was palpable. He took off his robe and revealed his silverware, and he looked like Nalan Qingyi.
Ye Xieming sat next to Jing Yirong and helplessly wiped the blood from the corner of Jing Yirong's mouth with a towel, "Are you going to do this for Bu Chenche? Don't you know I will be jealous?"
The person on the bed naturally didn't react. Ye Xie meditated and Duan Yuliu's eyes flashed with murderous intent, "Since he dared to touch you, I dare to touch his Luo Hua. Don't worry, I will definitely avenge you. Take a rest and take good care of yourself."
I still want to continue to listen to you arguing with me."
After Ye Xieming wiped off the blood stains on Jing Yirong, he used his palm luck to transfer the true energy into Jing Yirong's body. After making sure that there was no excess internal energy in her body, he cut his own wrist and blood flowed out from the wrist and dripped on Jing Yi.
On Rong's lips, "You still have a lot of things to do. This is the fastest way to make you recover."
The blood flowed down his lips and into Jing Yirong's throat. Jing Yirong felt his mouth was dry and he unconsciously drank this drop of blood. The damaged muscles and bones in his chest instantly returned to their original state after encountering Ye Xieming's blood. Sure enough,
It is the best medicine in the world. Ye Xieming then picked up a piece of cloth and wrapped it around the wound, "Have a good sleep and I will avenge you."
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Luo Hua was practicing martial arts in the martial arts field with a bunch of guards around him. Ye Xieming suddenly appeared on the viewing platform of the martial arts field, "Hua Xinluo, your martial arts are getting better and better. It seems that the 'Memory Palm' is just
Even if your memory is erased, your ability will not be weakened at all."
"Who?" The guards looked at Ye Xieming on the viewing platform. With this iconic dress, they could identify his identity at just one glance, "Ye Xieming?"
Ye Xieming raised his black robe with his right hand and leaned his back on the seat in the most comfortable position. "People from Wulin Fort can recognize me at a glance better than ordinary people."
Although Luo Hua had heard of Ye Xieming's name a long time ago, he had never seen him before, so he didn't understand what Ye Xieming said just now. Could it be that he knew himself?
Welcome from afar, but I don’t know what Mr. Ye’s purpose is in coming to Wulin Fort today?”
"Young Master Ye? Hahahahaha." Ye Xieming raised his head and laughed, "Hua Xinluo, you have become more refined."
Luo Hua frowned, "Master Ye, are you talking to me? My name is Luo Hua, not Hua Xinluo."
Ye Xieming suppressed a smile, and a pair of eyes flashed with darkness, "I don't care whether you are called Luo Hua or Hua Xinluo. Today I am here to take your life."
"I have no grievances with Mr. Ye. Why did Mr. Ye want to kill me?" Luo Hua was shocked that the Ice Soul Pearl was not in his hand. How could he defeat Ye Xieming with his martial arts.
"Ask Duan Yuliu!" Without giving Luo Hua a chance to breathe, Ye Xieming leaned close to Luo Hua and pushed him out. Luo Hua immediately jumped out of the way. As soon as his body was in the air, he saw Ye Xieming's body in the air.
The ground disappeared and appeared behind him. Before Luo Hua could react, a powerful palm fell on Luo Hua's back. Luo Hua fell to the ground unsteadily and just as he turned over, Ye Xieming appeared in front of him again.
, grabbed his collar with one hand, lifted him up and threw him into the air, and then slapped Luo Hua in the air.
Luo Hua's body fell to the ground like a kite. Ye Xieming did not give Luo Hua a chance to make a move this time. The guards present were shocked and speechless looking at the scene in front of them. They did not expect that Luo Hua would
Ye Xieming could not beat such a martial arts skill. Ye Xieming's transformation magic was too powerful and his light skill was simply incomprehensible to him. Ye Xieming stood in front of Luo Hua and looked at Luo Hua's blood.
After vomiting from her mouth, she showed a satisfied smile, "I want your blood to be a hundred times more than the blood she shed. Hua Xinluo, I can let you change your face and live a new life. I can also let you die in my hands. Really
I wanted to see Duan Yuliu's face when he saw you die. He acted so calmly that I almost lost my interest in playing. I wanted to see Duan Yuliu's painful expression when you were unfamiliar with Duan Yuliu.
, I didn’t expect his endurance to be so strong, it really makes me think some people are boring, and they don’t know how to kill you directly to make him crazy.”
Luo Hua caressed his chest, which was shaking, and had no idea what Ye Xieming meant. Every word he said now, he couldn't understand what it had to do with Duan Yuliu.
The inner strength in Ye Xieming's palm slowly gathered, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, "Goodbye Hua Xinluo." Ye Xieming moved his palm out, and suddenly a white figure appeared in front of him. The smile on Ye Xieming's lips became stronger and clearer.
Who was the person who appeared? Duan Yuliu caught Ye Xieming's palm with his palm, and the two of them took a few steps back at the same time.
Ye Xieming mocked, "I thought you would wait until Hua Xinluo died before showing up to collect the body."
"You once said you wouldn't touch him." There was a trace of anger in Duan Yuliu's eyes.
"Hua Xinluo is dead and I am killing Luo Hua now." Ye Xieming said coldly, "You Duan Yuliu dare to touch the woman that I, Ye Xieming, like, then I dare to kill Luo Hua. Duan Yu
Lyu, please don’t think that what I said will always be useful.”
Duan Yuliu smiled slowly, "It turns out it was for Jing Yirong. Ye Xieming, Jing Yirong, actually made you so angry. She is just a pawn in your plan. Why do you suddenly care about her so much?"
?Don't tell me that you are really passionate about her."
"I told you a long time ago that she is my woman." Ye Xieming admitted generously, "Duan Yuliu, I, Ye Xieming, would not have made Hua Xinluo forget that memory."
Duan Yuliu frowned, and the pain in his eyes was gently pulled out by Ye Xieming's words, as if the scars that had been hidden in his body were suddenly revealed, "Ye Xieming, you don't know true love, true love."
Isn’t your love so possessive?”
"Don't discuss your love with me." Ye Xieming laughed sarcastically, "Duan Yuliu gave me a warning this time. Next time I will put Hua Xinluo's head directly in front of you. I won't kill him now.
I think your pain is not enough. I want to see Hua Xinluo give birth to a biological child, and I want to see you still lonely when Hua Xinluo's wife is by my side."
Duan Yuliu looked at Ye Xieming in silence for a long time and then said, "Ye Xieming, aren't you afraid that Jing Yirong will one day know the truth? What I'm curious about is whether she loves you more when he knows that you are Nalan Qingyi.
She still hates you, or she even wants to kill you."
"It's not your turn to take care of my affairs," Ye Xieming said in a cold voice. It was obvious that this matter was a minefield that he could not step into, because even he himself could not imagine what would happen at that moment.
Duan Yuliu smiled slowly, "Ye Xieming, it turns out that you are also led by emotions sometimes. I believe that you will also experience the pain that happened to me and Hua Xinluo."
Ye Xieming's eyes flashed with murderous intent. The black robe was raised and the next moment his body was already landing on the roof. Duan Yuliu suddenly spoke again, "Ye Xieming knows why I didn't kill Jing Yirong? It's not because I'm afraid of you.
Because she is Jing Yirong. It is definitely not me who can hurt her Jing Yirong, but you Ye Xieming. When the time comes when you hurt her, who should you seek revenge from?"
Duan Yuliu's words left Ye Xieming speechless. When he returned to the thatched cottage, Jing Yirong was still sleeping soundly. Sitting by the bed, Ye Xieming once again thought of what Duan Yuliu said. He understood better than Duan Yuliu.
Is there anything that can really hurt Jing Yirong? In the past, because I didn’t love, it didn’t matter whether I hurt her or not. Now that I’m in love, I regret that I hurt her. I’m willing to just be Nalan Qingyi, but you’re willing to accept Ye Xie for me.
Ming? Nalan Qingyi is destined not to appear at the same time as Ye Xieming. Jing Yi Rong, I will only hurt you once. I will definitely spend my whole life to atone for my sins. I just hope you can give me a chance.
Ye Xieming's obsessed eyes fell on Jing Yirong's face, hoping that time would stand still and let him look at her for the rest of his life. Jing Yirong did not expect that the first time he woke up, he would see Ye Xieming, his face full of love.
The gaze fell into her eyes like pebbles in her heart. Such affectionate eyes made her feel familiar and heart-warming.
Jing Yirong was lost in Ye Xieming's eyes, as if he had fallen into a vast forest and couldn't find a way out. When he caught a glimpse of the unusually dazzling silver mask on his face, he suddenly came to his senses. He was Ye Xieming! The one he wanted to kill in his heart.
How could anyone lose their heart and soul towards him? Jing Yirong sat up quickly and was surprised to feel that her body didn't feel any pain at all. Looking at the ribbon tied around Ye Xieming's wrist, she understood everything and laughed mockingly, "Ye Xieming
There should be no one in the world as stupid as you, who would use his own blood time and time again to save the people who will kill you in the future."
Ye Xieming smiled nonchalantly, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone, "A man who can't even beat Duan Yuliu dares to speak nonsense. Jing Yirong, you don't know that Duan Yuliu's martial arts is inferior to mine."
Is that so? I've been waiting for you to kill me, but it's a pity that you haven't done anything except talking big words, and this time you almost lost your life for Bu Chenche. Don't forget that you still want to save your life to kill me."
"Why did you save me?"
"You seem to have asked this question many times. I will answer you for the last time because you haven't died yet." Ye Xieming leaned closer to Jing Yirong, "You haven't become my woman yet."
Jing Yirong waved his palm towards Ye Xieming, and Ye Xieming lightly grabbed Jing Yirong's wrist, "You want to kill me just after you wake up. You really have the strength." Jing Yirong tried hard to slap me.
She returned her hand, but she didn't expect that no matter how hard she tried, her wrist seemed to be stuck in Ye Xieming's palm. Ye Xieming brought Jing Yirong into his arms with one force, and held Jing Yirong's waist with one hand and lowered it.
Her head and cheeks were gently pressed against Jing Yirong's face, and she said softly through a silver mask: "I miss you so much."
Jing Yirong's heart moved, such gentle words seemed familiar. Their bodies were close together, and she could feel the temperature of his body. She didn't know when she got up, but Ye Xieming's feeling became more and more familiar to her.
He became more and more intimate. She always felt as if she knew him, or was her heart already closer to him? Nalan Qingyi's face suddenly flashed across Jing Yirong's mind, and a feeling of betrayal rose from the bottom of her heart. She tried her best
He pushed Ye Xieming away from his arms with all his strength, "Don't touch me!"
"Do you think of Nalan Qingyi?" Ye Xieming saw Jing Yirong's expression in his eyes, "Jing Yirong admits that you don't have any feelings for me."
Jing Yirong smiled, "Of course, how come I don't feel anything for you? What I feel for you is not disgust. From now on, whether I am dead or alive, I will have nothing to do with you. Ye Xieming, I will never
She is your woman."
"Don't say things so absolutely, otherwise you will regret it one day." Ye Xie pointed out.
Jing Yirong put on her shoes and got out of bed, "You either kill me now or let me go. I don't have time to accompany you."
"Be careful on the road." Ye Xieming had no intention of stopping Jing Yirong, but Jing Yirong was even more confused, "Why did you arrest me?"
Ye Xieming sheathed his sword and replied in a serious tone, "Because I miss you."