Chapter 61 Childhood Sweethearts
Yuan Heng subconsciously stopped with her, but he did not deny that he had something to say. After thinking for a moment, he carefully lowered his voice: "Wen Ren Huai..."
He paused for a moment, not knowing what to say, and hesitated for a moment before continuing, "Did he bully you?"
If Wen Ren Huai hadn't said something really unpleasant, Jiang Yu, with his personality, wouldn't have been so angry at the other party.
Considering what Wen Ren Huai said about the savior in the dark room before, it is very likely that he told Jiang Yu something about the savior, Jing Mo waking up or that she will die in the future in the dungeon.
He tried to put himself in his shoes for a moment and felt that no matter who it was, if someone in their twenties told them with certainty that they would die soon, they would not feel good.
Jiang Yu didn't expect that this was what he wanted to say. He was stunned for a moment before he curved his eyebrows and said, "Not really."
She curled her lips and revealed a smug smile: "How many people in the world can take advantage of me?"
It was not that she was bullied by Wen Ren Huai. She was just told without any preparation that she was created in this way, came into the world in this way, and would die soon. Wen Ren Huai said it with such confidence that she was caught off guard. After she came to her senses, she looked at the dark and silent dungeon and fell into confusion for a moment, not knowing what to do.
Feelings of fear and grievance surged up at that moment. She felt really uncomfortable, as if her breath was stuck in her chest, neither going up nor down. She wanted to throw herself into her mother's arms for comfort like she did in the past. But now she was alone in the dark dungeon. It was not the Xuyun Mountain where it was spring all year round, and there was no mother waiting for her with open arms. She could only look up and cry to vent her discomfort.
The dungeon of the City Lord's Mansion was empty and quiet. All the original guards had been arranged to go out to receive and comfort the people. There were only her and Wen Ren Huai in the entire dungeon. She thought that Wen Ren Huai would die soon anyway, so it didn't matter if he heard it accidentally, so she dared to walk and cry.
Unexpectedly, there was someone waiting for her outside the dungeon.
She pursed her lips, thought for a moment, and smiled at Yuan Heng: "It's just that talking to him was too irritating, so I couldn't help crying."
"But I've learned from my mistakes. Next time I meet someone like this, I won't be so angry that I'll cry."
Yuan Heng could sense that she didn't want to talk in detail about her conversation with Wen Ren Huai. Originally, he had asked this question after much hesitation and careful consideration. Since Jiang Yu was unwilling to discuss it in detail, he didn't ask any more questions.
"Shall we go?" Jiang Yu put his hands behind his back and raised his chin towards the front yard. "I have some questions that I want to ask my father and the sect leader."
Yuan Heng lowered his head slightly, his eyes swept across her eyelashes, he clenched the Qingman Sword in his palm, and responded in a low voice.
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The clan leader was in Wei Xu's room.
Although Wei Xu's injuries were not serious, the dagger had cut through his flesh and the wound was not shallow, which looked quite scary.
Song Lian leaned against the door and watched the bandage on Wei Xu's palm being taken off, revealing a bloody mess of flesh, which was then sprinkled with medicine powder and bandaged again.
Song Lian felt pain just watching it, but the person involved didn't react much. He watched coldly as the doctor wrapped his hand again without saying a word.
Song Lian looked at his face and suddenly smiled in an ambiguous way: "If the dagger was poisoned, or if Wen Ren Huai had done something else, your hand might have been crippled."
At that time, he and his senior brother broke into the secret room according to the route given by Chu Qingyue. As soon as they entered the door, they saw Yuan Heng quickly protecting Jiang Yu behind him and kicking Wen Ren Huai away, and the scene of this kid catching the knife with his bare hands.
Song Lian leaned against the door and thought about it several times. If it were him, his first reaction would definitely be the same as Yuan Heng's. He would pull the person away first and then fight back. If the situation was more urgent, he would just swing his sword and chop him. From a rational point of view, he couldn't figure out why Wei Xu would choose to take the blade with his bare hands in such a situation, no matter how hard he tried.
But if you think about it from an emotional perspective, it's different. If it was someone else standing under Wenren's knife, he didn't believe that Wei Xu would still grab the dagger regardless of the consequences.
But the person standing under Wenren Huai's knife was Jiang Yu, and everything was explained.
Childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts.
With the childhood sweetheart relationship in mind, Wei Xu's behavior could barely be explained.
It's just that caring too much will lead to confusion.
Wei Xu ignored his teasing and raised his left hand and clenched his fist a few times, as if to prove something. Under the angry glare of the medical practitioner, he slowly put his hand down again: "Thank you."
The doctor sighed slightly and packed up the things one by one: "Young Master's hand is no longer a big deal."
In fact, it was not a big deal. When he came for the first time, the hand of this Master Wei had already been bandaged. He could see that although the other party's technique was not very good, it was enough for such skin injuries. From then on, he just had to take good care of it and be careful not to let the wound get wet and crack.
But the girl named Jiang was worried, so she took out two top-grade pills and asked him to come more often to prevent his wounds from bursting.
He couldn't resist the temptation of two top-grade pills, and was even complacent about it, thinking that this was just getting paid for nothing.
Now it seems that Miss Jiang was quite foresighted.
He packed up the bandages, gave a few more instructions, and then left with the medicine box.
Wei Xu watched the doctor pass by and Song Lian left the door, then he smiled nonchalantly, leaned back in his chair, and yawned lazily: "All the assumptions that have not happened are meaningless. Jiang Yu is fine, and my hand is not disabled. This is an established fact."
Song Lian didn't care about his attitude. He took a step forward and sat down opposite Wei Xu. He glanced at his left hand, which had settled down quietly, and said with a smile, "You care so much about Jiang Yu, is it because she is your sister, or because--"
"Tsk."
Wei Xu interrupted him impatiently, "Are all of you from the Immortal Sect so curious?"
"Instead of worrying about what happened between Jiang Yu and me," he reminded him expressionlessly, "you might as well think about how to explain to her about the Savior later. Who knows, she might come to you after meeting Wen Ren Huai."
Song Lian shrugged and was about to say that it was not difficult because he was not the one to explain, but he saw Wei Xu suddenly raised his eyes and stared at him, his face changed slightly. Before he could ask any questions, he heard the other party say, "Don't you want to know why I care so much about Jiang Yu?"
He frowned slightly, his tone was calm, and his sharp eyes fell on Song Lian's face: "My life was saved by the Demon Lord, but if it weren't for Jiang Yu, the Demon Lord would not have saved me. My life was given by them, so even if I die, I will only die in front of them."
There was a warning in his tone, "If what Wenren Huai said is true, it is Jiang Yu's business to make the choice in the future, but if you are calculating Jiang Yu's life for the sake of the so-called people—" He paused, "Before I die, I will definitely drag someone to be buried with her."
(End of this chapter)
