Xuanyuan Xiang smiled when he heard this, and finally had time to take a good look at Yao Jian, Yao Jian in front of him, without a white veil to cover her face, revealing her true face, it turned out that she was really beautiful, but on her face, there was an ugly scar, which was very obvious, but Xuanyuan Xiang could see that if there was no scar, Yao Jian must be the most beautiful person he had ever seen in this world, even if it was described as a country and a city, it was not an exaggeration, but it was undeniable that Yao Jian without the white gauze was less indifferent and more close, which made Xuanyuan Xiang a lot less restrained, "Poison Envoy, you... Are you alright......"

Hearing this, Yaojian didn't speak, just waved his hand, and finally, the direction in which his fingers stopped turned out to be the scroll scattered on the ground, under the night, the scroll was scattered, but it was the reverse side up, Xuanyuan Xiang naturally couldn't see the things on the scroll, Xuanyuan Xiang didn't know what was on the scroll, but Yaojian was so seriously injured at this time, but he was the first to think of it, and he didn't have to think about it to know, the things on this scroll must be very important to Yaojian, but what would be painted on it? What kind of painting would be so important to Yaojian?

Xuanyuan Xiang shook his equally weak body and walked to the side of the scroll, stretched out his hand to pick it up, he didn't want to spy on Yaojian's secret, but he didn't know if it was curiosity or what, Xuanyuan Xiang still didn't hold back, but when his eyes saw the picture on the scroll, Xuanyuan Xiang was stunned in place, how could he not see that the person painted on it was Yu Xing? Yu Xing, this is a person who has not appeared in Xuanyuan Xiang's mind for a long, long time, Xuanyuan Xiang can't say what kind of mood he was in when he saw Yu Xing again, but he would never have thought about how Yaojian and Yu Xing met, and it seems that maybe the relationship between Yaojian and Yu Xing is not very simple, a man and a woman on the scroll can be described as a talented woman, I have to say that Yu Xing on the scroll has faded away from his original immaturity, and there is an indescribable feeling, the woman next to him is not Yaojian who has missing the scar on his faceThe two snuggled up to each other, and there seemed to be a kind of affection between the eyebrows.

"Ahem... How... What's wrong......" In the night, Yaojian's weak voice sounded, maybe Xuanyuan Xiang's gaze for too long made Yaojian a little suspicious, and soon, Xuanyuan Xiang adjusted his mentality, put his gaze down again, and reached out to hand the painting scroll to Yaojian's hand, for Yu Xing, Xuanyuan Xiang never said a word, and did not ask Yaojian what was going on with the painting scroll.

But under Xuanyuan Xiang's gaze, when Yao's already somewhat sloppy gaze saw the painting on the scroll again, his gaze softened, this kind of softness was something that Xuanyuan Xiang had never seen, it was definitely not the Yao Jian he knew, from this moment, Xuanyuan Xiang was almost certain that Yu Xing was Yaojian's sweetheart, but what was going on, Xuanyuan Xiang didn't know, and he didn't want to know much, because as early as when he was on the cliff, between himself and Yu Xing, the rest may only be strangers, even if one day the rivers and lakes meet again, when he faces Yu Xing, he may not have the feelings of childhood playmates。

Yaojian under Xuanyuan Xiang's gaze, little by little the scroll was rolled up, for a long time, Yaojian always put the scroll tightly on his chest, as if he was recalling something, Xuanyuan Xiang did not interrupt Yaojian's memories, just watched quietly on the side, finally, Yaojian opened his eyes, I don't know if it was Xuanyuan Xiang's illusion, Yaojian who had just been seriously injured, at this time, his face was a little flushed, and even the tone of his speech became a lot smoother, "Xuanyuan Xiang, thank you for appearing in time to save me today, but." ... I know I haven't had too much time left, so... So there's something I want to entrust to you. ”

Xuanyuan Xiang looked at Yao Jian, faintly, maybe he knew that what Yao Jian was going to say next must be related to the painting shaft, even if Xuanyuan Xiang didn't want to have anything to do with Yu Xing, but in front of Yao Jian's request, Xuanyuan Xiang couldn't refuse, subconsciously, Xuanyuan Xiang nodded, "The poison envoy is okay, but if the disciple can do it, he will definitely go to the soup and fight the fire, and he will definitely fulfill his wish for the poison envoy." ”

Yao Jian nodded with a smile, maybe that can be called laughing, at least Xuanyuan Xiang thinks so, Yao Jian returned the painting scroll in his hand to Xuanyuan Xiang, "You should have also seen it, the painting scroll is painted with a man and a woman, and I am not afraid of your jokes, I also have a sweetheart, it is the man on the painting scroll, but... I've searched the world for so many years, but I can't find any trace of him, maybe... He's long gone, but as long as I don't see his bones, I still have a glimmer of hope, he's from Qiandeng Town like you, and it seems to have some relationship with your martial arts hall, from the look you just saw him, I know, you should know him too, but... If you don't want to say it, it's okay, his name is Yu Xing, and if you have a chance to help me find him, give him this scroll, it can be regarded as a wish that has helped me for many years. ”

Sure enough, the relationship between Yaojian and Yu Xing is like this, after Xuanyuan Xiang was surprised, it was more incredible, because in Xuanyuan Xiang's impression, Yaojian belonged to that kind of femme fatale, and she looked like a country and a city, but the means of killing people were also terrifying, but after thinking about it, Xuanyuan Xiang was relieved, after all, Yaojian was also a woman, Xuanyuan Xiang took the painting shaft and carefully put it in his arms, which was regarded as a matter that should be inherited.

"By the way, after seeing him, don't tell him about me, let him forget about me, hehe... After so many years, maybe he has long forgotten the me who had a fate with him in the bamboo house. Saying this, Yao Jian reached out and touched the shocking scar on his face, it turned out that in front of his sweetheart, even Yao Jian had times of inferiority, but if there was no scar, she would definitely be as beautiful and moving as the woman on the scroll, no!

Xuanyuan Xiang didn't know what kind of thoughts he was thinking at this moment, but he opened his mouth and said, "Poison envoy, the woman on this painting scroll is supposed to be added by Yu Xing later, that woman, the painting is you, Yu Xing I know, he must have you in his heart, but... After so many years, maybe he has his own troubles, so I can't come to you, but don't worry, I will help you find him, and I will give him this scroll. ”

Xuanyuan Xiang's words were the last wish in Yaojian's heart, and when this wish was dispersed, the breath that had been holding Yaojian was also dispersed, and his face instantly turned pale, and Yaojian's whole person became much weaker, and his delicate and boneless hands waved in the air, and finally... Swallowing it in one breath, Yaojian's figure slowly fell to the side, like a fairy in white under the night sky, leaving only a touch of white for the night, and the silver-white moonlight sprinkled down, and the white clothes looked desolate and sad.

(End of chapter)