Xu Yi didn't understand the rhythm, but the sound slipped down from the jade string and between his ten fingers. His irritable heart suddenly became quiet.

The gentle string sound, just like a gentle whisper, comes from the warmest person in my heart.

The warmth that seems to be there and not exists, faintly appears through the eardrum, enters the body, scatters into the limbs and bones, and emerges from thousands of pores, making people feel peace from their bones.

Suddenly, the string sound turned soft, like a bright moon rising from the blue-gray calcium. The wart-and-soft moonlight shone through the mountains and rivers, leaking into the cave, and spreading on the body.

The whole person is wrapped in Wen Ning's moonlight, comfortable and relaxed.

At the end of the song, Xu Yi was immersed in the sound of the strings, unable to extricate himself for a long time, and his manic heart gained indescribable warmth.

"Can you play another song?"

Xu Yi looked at Xue Zihan and said sincerely.

"cannot!"

Xue Zihan gave him a glance.

Originally, she was going to play a few more songs, but Xu Yi said that she stopped playing them, and said in her heart, "It would be nice if you don't kill you. I still want to listen to the pipa, dream!"

"If you don't play, you won't play. What's the point? Come and entertain yourself."

As he said that, Xu Yi hummed a song, and in an instant, the warm style of painting turned into a ferocious look.

Various divine songs from later generations were bombarded in turn, and Xue Zihan's face turned green when she heard them.

Without her, the two worlds have a huge difference in rhythm, and the lyrics of the divine song are shallow. Either "The vast world is my love" or "Love is not what you want to sell", it sounds like a third aunt cursing in Xue Zihan's ears.

"Enough!"

With a clang, the Qiu Shui sword was unsheathed. Three feet of autumn water was full of water. I pointed at Xu Yi slantedly.

"What do you mean? You don't play anymore. You're not allowed to sing. It's too domineering!"

Xu Yi said coldly.

If he was outside, he would have been away from the Qiushui Sword, he would have been gone. He was dead now. He was hit by the Qiushui Sword, which was better than starving to death.

Xue Zihan glared at him resentfully, sat down cross-legged, and cried again from his abdomen. A red glow surged from his face.

Two pills were summoned from the Sumeru ring, and looked left and right, but I really couldn't do it.

It turns out that two pills, one qi-replenishing pill, and the other purgation pill, are not elixirs to stop hunger at all.

Although Xu Yi was supported by the fasting pill, his medicinal power was almost at its limit at this moment. Looking at the two pills in Xue Zihan's palm, an inexplicable struggle surged in his heart: should he stop himself while he still had the strength to stop himself, or should he wait for the arrival of the god of death and starve to death.

Suddenly, my heart trembled suddenly, I took out a jade box, and opened it with my heart. A wooden carving was lying steadily in the middle, wearing a high-quality brocade quilt, as if sleeping.

Xu Yi held Qiuwa out and felt extremely sad. He had not replenished it for five days, and the wood carving became dryer and weaker, so weak that he could hardly feel the sign of life.

"The thief of the grass mud horse, you will never die. If you fight with you, you will be thundered in the way, and you will never die. If you can kill you, you will never die. Sooner or later, you will kill you."

Seeing Qiuwa's appearance withered and sad, Xu Yi's heart was as if he was about to die. He put away his cynical face. The cynical Mao Cang was exposed, pointing to the sky and scolding the sky, and his words were vulgar, which made Xue Zihan's eyes fascinated.

Xu Yi in front of her gave her a feeling that she had been so complicated. She had never met such a complicated guy.

When he first met, this guy pretended to be dead and held him hostage, and dared to threaten him with a lot of money. In the end, he successfully escaped. He was so bold that he was nothing more than this.

Later, this man pretended to be a Taoist and played a group of powerful people around. Even if he was exposed, he was not panicked at all. He even urged his lips and tongue, saying that he was speechless and despicable, and was nothing more than this.

Afterwards, many people chased and fought in chaos, fighting for treasures. This person was at ease, walking as dangerous as a barbarian, traitors and evil, and wise and brave, showing off his leeks.

When he fell into this, this person was slick and treacherous, and was like a villain. Sometimes he could also reveal a bit of humanity and reveal the complexity of human nature.

At this moment, this man was so crazy that he was more and more humane.

After a while, Xu Yi was tired.

From the Sumeru Ring, I summoned the wooden basin and the water bag, poured the water from the water bag into the basin, took out the last two precious medicines, crushed them with both hands, and poured them into the basin.

Then, his palms were placed into the plate and tried his best to activate the blood and his arms quickly turned red. Soon, bubbles appeared in the basin and large pieces of white smoke rose. In a blink of an eye, a pot of white water was boiling by his palms.

This tossing consumed his huge physical strength. He could no longer hold on to the heat and fell to the ground.

Only when the water temperature was slightly cold did he carefully put Qiuwa in a basin.

Xue Zihan was stunned. She couldn't understand what was happening in front of her.

She saw that Xu Yi used warm soup to supplement the dry ginseng doll to prolong his life.

But she clearly saw that the evil man was also very hungry. With these two treasure medicines, a bag of water, he could be at least ten days and half a month longer.

However, the evil man was willing to use two treasure medicines and a bag of clear water to make warm soup to nourish the ginseng doll that had no hope of saving.

This is completely a useless effort to use the source of life.

It would be fine if this person was stupid, but this evil man was clearly the most traitorous person in the world.

Xu Yi didn't have the heart to pay attention to Xue Zihan's thoughts, and all his attention was on Qiu Wa, and his mind was full of Qiu Wa's voice, appearance and smile.

"Uncle Hu Zi, bring me some delicious food!"

"Oh, Uncle Beard is so evil that he has eaten up all of them."

"Uncle Hu Zi, no matter how bad you are, you will go home!"

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Gradually, Xu Yi's eyes became foggy and wet.

Xue Zihan's starry eyes almost fell to the ground. This man actually cried and even cried!

The taro Xu Yi gave her has always been similar to the Demon King of the World.

Even though he was surrounded by many powerful people, this person was still full of fighting spirit, full of wisdom and strategy, and was calm.

No matter how dangerous the scene is, this person cannot frown slightly. The sky falls, and this guy can only think it is covered.

But she saw tears, care, and deep pity and reluctance in this person's eyes.

Silently, she read a scene of warmth in the world, and for some reason, she felt a little sour in her heart.

After not taking the supplement for a long time, Qiuwa seemed to be thirsty. This time, not only did he suck the medicine empty, but he also absorbed the medicine cleanly.

Wipe the autumn baby carefully and put it in the jade box to put it away.

Xu Yi became inexplicably irritated again. He knew that he was surviving and was teased again. Even if he tried his best, he had to dig a hole in the cliff and send Qiuwa out.
Chapter completed!