MTL - He is From Great Sea of Stars-Chapter 97 you are drunk

The chair the girl in purple sat on was a little special.

Two big wheels were installed underneath, and Lin Jingjian stood behind, leaning on the back of the chair and slowly pushing her over.

Cheng Zhiyi was stunned, probably the girl Huo Xingchao asked her to treat with a broken leg was her.

The girl in purple raised her head and looked at Huo Xingchao.

Yingyingshui's eyes contained a bit of sadness and hope, her eyebrows were furrowed, and her voice was weak and distressing.

"Brother Huo, you are back."

Huo Xingchao glanced at her with a smile on his lips, but it didn't reach the bottom of his eyes.

"Well, how are you, does your leg still hurt?"

"It's much better, even when it's raining, it's still a bit difficult."

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According to the past, if he heard the sweetheart and the enemy talking so softly, Lin Jingjian would definitely interrupt him without a trace.

But at this moment, he was in shock when he suddenly saw Cheng Zhiyi. He didn't react for a while and could only stand there in a daze.

His expression was still calm, but his heart was already turbulent.

Cheng Zhiyi knew why.

Between him and Huo Xingchao, there is an indelible blood feud.

So he kept his name incognito, endured humiliation in Chentianmen for so long, and slowly became the youngest sword in the hands of the enemy. Just wait for one day, when he is not prepared, cut his throat with his own hands.

But God seems to always play tricks on him.

Just when he worked so hard to get the poison spectrum, and thought he was going to get revenge, she came.

- Together with Huo Xingchao, holding hands, they appeared in front of him so unexpectedly.

The moment he saw her eyes, he probably felt that all his despicableness, inferiority and darkness were all exposed to the sun at that moment, opened his mouth, and finally could only spit out three words,

"Miss Cheng..."

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Lin Jingjian remembered everything in the bamboo forest.

I remember the kind old man, the innocent and innocent child, and the girl who was as light as water.

The mountains, rivers, green bamboos, the melody and the singing of birds seem to be able to forget the inner suffering and hatred, and live a leisurely and comfortable life.

But no.

Dozens of people's lives were on him, and he couldn't leave it alone. Lin Jingjian never lived for himself. Only by killing the enemy with his hands will his life be his own.

and.

Love and love have always come first.

He had long lived in a pool of gentle water in his heart.

No matter how green or tall the bamboo forest is, it will not be reflected in my heart.

Cheng Zhiyi was to him what he was to Lin Zhiyi.

No matter how nice she is or how nice she is, she has only Huo Xingchao in her heart.

Never see yourself behind you.

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The girl in Ziyi was still talking softly with Huo Xingchao, and Huo Xingchao responded in a nonchalant manner, not cold, but not enthusiastic either.

Cheng Zhiyi was silent for a while, not knowing what he was thinking, then pulled away his hand and took two steps forward.

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes fell on her casually, his eyes were dark, with a hint of inexplicable gloom.

Seeing that he didn't pay attention to her words at all, the girl in Ziyi paused, then fell silent, leaned on the handle of the chair, turned her head, and looked at the two people over there.

"See you Lin Jing."

Cheng Zhiyi stopped three steps in front of him, his tone was very light,

"I'm here to ask you, do you still count on what you promised my master before?"

...as promised.

What's up?

Lin Jingjian lowered his eyes, clenched the sword in his hand, and sighed with guilt in his voice,

"Miss Cheng, I'm sorry."

"Sorry means that you regretted it and didn't plan to fulfill your promise, right?"

"..."

"it is good."

She nodded, stretched out her hand, palms up, her eyes were calm,

"Then you return the poison spectrum to me."

"Knowing..."

"That's the dowry my master prepared for me. Since you don't want to fulfill your promise, I won't force you, but what shouldn't belong to you, I hope you can return it."

There is no politeness in this sentence.

He almost pointed to his nose and said that he was occupying other people's property.

Lin Jingjian's face was burning with pain, he finally calmed down, his tone was sincere,

"Miss Cheng, this ancient book is very important to me. I can buy it. No matter how high the price is, as long as you speak, I can promise you."

Cheng Zhiyi looked up at him.

I haven't seen him for a year, and he hasn't changed much.

When he speaks, he is still light and sincere, like a gentleman in a bright and beautiful moon.

It's a pity that the content of the words makes people feel ironic.

Cheng Zhiyi looked at him quietly, his eyes did not have any warmth,

"I don't know what you want this poison book to do, but I can guess it. If you insist on not paying me back, I can only tell the sect master of Chentianmen everything I know and let him make a judgment. "

"If you think about it, the consequences will be more difficult for you to bear."

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Lin Jingjian subconsciously glanced at the lazy Huo Xingchao not far away.

The other party raised his eyes and looked back lazily.

He was a little embarrassed, looked back, and paused,

"Okay, but I didn't bring the poison spectrum with me. I'll send it to you tomorrow."

"No, I don't have anything to do with me right now, I can go get it with you."

"Knowledge!"

Lin Jingjian frowned and couldn't help but let out a cry.

His voice was a little loud, and Lin Zhiyi over there heard it and looked at him inexplicably, with puzzlement and astonishment in his eyes.

He paused for a while, trying to soften his tone,

"It's not that I don't want to give it to you, but I really can't get away from it now. Don't worry, I will never default on what I promised you. I will deliver it to you in person tomorrow."

Cheng Zhiyi raised his eyes and looked at him calmly.

There was no emotion in his eyes, but there was a bit of sarcasm in his eyes.

Lin Jingjian also knew that he owed the debt first.

The tone is obscure, "Knowing..."

"If Young Master Lin insists on doing this, I have no choice."

She bent her lips lightly, tilted her head, raised her voice,

"Master Huo, there is something, I think I still have to tell you."

......

Before Lin Jingjian could react, the man had already come to his side very cooperatively.

"What's up?"

"You probably don't know, actually..."

"Sorry, teacher."

He interrupted her quickly, bowed his head, and said in a respectful tone, "Miss Cheng and I are old acquaintances. We had some misunderstandings before, but they were all trivial matters."

Then he turned around, took out a book from his sleeve, and handed it to Cheng Zhiyi,

"Miss Cheng, this is your thing, and Lin will return it to you."

Attitudes are very different, and the change is so fast that it is staggering.

Cheng Zhiyi took it, and after a while of silence, he uttered a sentence after a long time.

"Young Master Lin, I admire it."

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"Book?"

Huo Xingchao raised his eyebrows and showed a half-interested smile.

"Poison spectrum."

"I also have a copy in my study. If you want to read Jingjian, I can give it to you."

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Lin Jingjian stood there stunned, looked up at him suddenly, and when he saw his doubtful eyes, he realized that his movements were too abrupt, so he could only hold back abruptly, and forced a smile,

"Thank you, Master."

"But what are you looking at this for?"

man hooked his lips,

"I don't know when Jingjian became a doctor."

"...just a casual interest."

"interest."

He repeated it casually, then threw the book back to Cheng Zhiyi, his dark eyes didn't show the slightest smile,

"Who do you want to use these poisons against?"

"Deal with me?"

Lin Jingjian lowered his head, his voice was harsh,

"Sect Master, Jingjian is just out of curiosity, and has no other meaning..."

Silent for a long time.

The wind blew lightly, and the back was wet for a while, and Lin Jingjian realized that he was breaking out in a cold sweat.

He entered the entrance when he was fifteen years old. At that time, he was still a handyman disciple of the outer sect. By chance, he was sent to stand guard in the temple.

That was the first time he saw the leader of Chentianmen—handsome and young, not much older than him.

At that time, the teenager was holding a sword and stood there quietly, with bound prisoners in front of him.

He just swung his sword like this and sealed his throat with a sword, but within a short while, more than a dozen prisoners died under his sword.

The edge of the sword was stained with bright red blood and dropped to the ground with a crisp sound.

The young man's expression was light and his eyes were light, as if he had turned a blind eye to the **** corpses around him, and stepped out of the hall.

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At that time, Lin Jingjian's mood was the same as now.

Obviously nothing happened, but it seemed like a sword was hanging above his head, about to stab in an instant, and his heart was full of fear and panic.

"take it easy."

A man's lazy voice came from his ears, he bent his lips, leisurely and at ease,

"I'm joking."

"I can trust Jing Jian's loyalty."

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Huo Xingchao flicked his sleeves and pulled Cheng Zhiyi, who was silent by the side,

"Let's go."

"Jingjian, take Miss Lin for a good stroll, and come to my study at night to give you a book."

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His figure quickly disappeared in front of his eyes.

The robe is wide and the back is handsome.

Lin Zhiyi stared blankly at his back.

After a long time, he withdrew his gaze, his tone was sour,

"Jingjian, you say, what will their relationship be?"

Lin Jingjian turned around. Although he felt uncomfortable and complicated in his heart, he warmly persuaded her,

"That girl is the magic doctor of Magpie Mountain. I think the leader came here to treat you."

"Cure?"

She looked down at her legs, and showed a faint smile for a long time.

"My leg can't be cured."

"Zhiyi, don't be discouraged, there are so many famous doctors in the world..."

"I said, my leg can't be cured."

The girl in purple looked at him, her voice was half cold,

"It can never be cured, no. You understand?"

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