[Jian 3] Pit father's love game

Chapter 242 Branch Ending - Tang Sect

He turned around slowly, and then walked towards her, his face was still covered with a silver mask that covered half of his face.

Qu Lingyin stared at him expressionlessly, he walked to her side and stopped, then stretched out his hand to her, as if trying to help her stand up.However, Qu Lingyin avoided his hand indiscriminately and stood up by herself.

The person standing in front of her withdrew his hand without expressing anything, but his eyes darkened a bit.

"Don't chase after the poor, A Yin, you are impatient."

While speaking, his eyes fell on Qu Lingyin's left shoulder. The blood seeping from the wound had already glued her clothes together. Her left arm was still stained with blood from the left shoulder, and the blood was also The blood scab had already clotted.

Hearing his words, Qu Lingyin only gave a soft "hmm" without expressing too much, and then planned to leave.

However, when she passed by his side, she was pulled by the arm.

Being pulled by the arm suddenly, almost involving the wound on the shoulder, Qu Lingyin immediately became a little dissatisfied:

"What are you doing? It hurts!"

Hearing what she said, Tang Wuye immediately let go of his hand subconsciously. Although he had already paid attention to it, he was afraid that he might accidentally involve her injury.But as soon as he let go, he saw that Qu Lingyin was impatient to leave, so he immediately dodged to her right, took her right arm, and stared at her amber eyes with those dark eyes:

"Since it hurts, why do you fight like that?"

Qu Lingyin tried to struggle for a while, but when she found that she couldn't break free, the expression on her face became even colder:

"What does that have to do with you?"

This sentence was basically a knowing blow, enough to make Tang Wuye's numb heart throb with a dull pain again.What she said was the truth, and he couldn't refute it. They really don't have any relationship now; and even in the past, the relationship between them couldn't be accurately located. What kind of relationship is it that they just met secretly?

Tang Wuye was stunned for half a second, then fell silent, but his hands still held her tightly, not letting her go.

"Let go! I'm going back to treat the wound."

Qu Lingyin's face was cold, she looked away and looked straight ahead, her tone was full of suppressed anger.

It was getting late, and this small-scale war was completely over. Both the enemy and us had already retreated, and she was chasing the three enemy soldiers a distance away from the main battlefield.The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on her body through the overlapping branches and leaves in the forest, forming large and small light spots.The warm sunlight shone on her face from the side, but it couldn't warm her expression.

"I'll help you deal with it."

Tang Wuye averted his eyes, stopped looking at her, but pulled her to sit under the tree with a little force.

After replacing the poisoned dagger, he took out another sharp dagger from his back waist. Judging from the shiny normal blade, it should be an ordinary dagger.

After taking off the sharp claw cover on his hand, he took the dagger and directly cut open the clothes on her left shoulder.Her blood has already stuck her clothes and flesh together, it will be very painful to tear it apart forcefully, but it will be easier to cut it with a dagger.

"You can't handle it yourself,"

He half-kneeled beside her, leaned over to inspect the wound on her left shoulder, and gently picked apart the cloth stuck to the flesh and some completely necrotic flesh with a dagger. Because of the extremely delicate movements, he showed a bit of emptiness and gentleness. Feel it.

Qu Lingyin didn't speak, and leaned against the tree trunk, half raised her face and stared at him.

The mask on his face has been taken off and put aside, revealing that pale but incomparably handsome face, the gloom between his brows still hasn't dissipated, his eyes are like the dark night, and he can't see half of it.

At this moment, he was lowering his head to treat the wound on her shoulder. There were not many faults in his serious and focused expression. The setting sun slanted over and cast a layer of warm light on his fairer face than ordinary people. Even the eyelashes were dyed red by the setting sun. It looks orange, like the last bloom of an extinguished flame, with a kind of calm and gentleness after everything is burnt out.The supper caressed, the surroundings were quiet, the dagger was flexible in his hand like a part of his body, the silver light flashed in front of Qu Lingyin's eyes, and the clothes on her left shoulder were completely cut open.He was really skilled in handling the wound. Except for the clothes on the wound on the left shoulder, the rest of the clothes were not scratched at all, and even her collar was still intact.As a Tang Sect who often has to take on tasks alone, it is completely understandable that he would have such a skilled technique.

He is also a person who has suffered countless injuries along the way, how can he live to this day if he is not proficient in dealing with injuries?

Noticing that Qu Lingyin was looking at him, Tang Wuye completed the last movement in his hands, took out a white porcelain bottle and poured it on Qu Lingyin's wound, he suddenly raised his head, the scene was as dark as the coming night His eyes suddenly met with Qu Lingyin's, and seeing that Qu Lingyin was just looking at him, he couldn't help but curl his lips.

His smiles were always mostly sneers, three parts evil and seven parts sarcasm, but this smile seemed a bit ordinary, no sarcasm, no joy and tenderness, it was just a simple smile.

Qu Lingyin suddenly turned her face away, her expression still didn't change much, but her eyelids quietly drooped down, her long eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings.

false tenderness...

"This medicinal powder works well, but it hurts a bit when it is sprinkled on."

After sprinkling the powder in his hand, he carefully observed Qu Lingyin's expression, only to find that she frowned slightly in discomfort, and her appearance of not saying a word made his heart feel a little bit cooler.

She was never the same as him.

He grew up in the Tang Sect since he was a child. From the moment he went out on a mission alone, wounds and blood were always by his side. He was used to these and it was normal.

But Qu Lingyin was different. She was raised in the palm of her master and younger brother since she was a child, and she even developed a somewhat innocent character.Once upon a time, when she saw his wounds, she would say with regret:

[It looks so painful...Wu Ye, don't you take good care of yourself? 】

Now, however, she was as used to the pain as he was.But he kind of missed the one who would exclaim "Hiss..." when he saw his injury, and would say "" It looks so painful! "She said that. If you have experienced too much pain, then pain is no longer worth mentioning.

If only we could always be the same as before.

…………

"You're following me."

Qu Lingyin let him wrap a bandage on her left shoulder, but raised her face, questioning with some certainty.

The movements of Tang Wuye's subordinates paused for a while, and then returned to normal.

"I saw you by chance, and I was a little worried. If I hadn't followed you today, wouldn't you have died at the hands of those bastards?"

"I think for myself."

Feeling the cold fingertips of the other party resting on her shoulder for a few more seconds, Qu Lingyin slapped his hand away with a cold face:

"Besides, what does my life and death have to do with you?"

A pair of eyes as dark as the night suddenly approached her, she was stunned, Tang Wuye stretched out his hand to support the tree trunk behind her, and trapped her in his arms, like a hug.

There seemed to be some emotions surging in those dark eyes:

"But I care."

"I……"

He looked directly at her with a somewhat quiet and desolate gaze:

"...I love you."

Loving you has never changed, has always been.

…………

Looking into his eyes, Qu Lingyin's heart suddenly ignited a burst of anger, burning like a prairie fire, completely uncontrollable, the heart that had already resumed beating suddenly beat rapidly, a pain once again from deep in memory emerge everywhere.

Why do you say that?

Why do you say you love me?

You are lying to me! Hypocritical, hypocritical!

She moved her lips, her words were cold:

"But I hate you."

…………

The moment she uttered these words, she saw the last rays of the setting sun disappear from the eyes of the person in front of her, and the expression on his face froze for a moment.

Her voice echoed in Tang Wuye's ears, a cold voice without any emotion:

But I hate you.

I hate you.

Hate,

you.

The author has something to say:

I only have one thought, I won’t practice immortality anymore!

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