MTL - The System Wants Me To Attack the Female Protagonist of Abuse-Chapter 69 sixty-nine tripods

◎Memory (two more in one)◎

Xu Shi didn't stand still, she swayed twice, her arms sank, but Li Hua supported her.

The drowsy mind regained clarity in an instant, and the broken memories that had just poured into his mind seemed to be stuck on a huge spider web, and it was difficult to fuse them together.

Song Dingding stood still, slightly dazed.

She felt as if she had forgotten something, obviously her memory was not bad, how could she not remember it?

This kind of feeling is like halfway through speaking, after being interrupted by someone, suddenly I can't remember what I just wanted to say.

Li Hua supported her arm: "Don't worry about Miss Pei, I'll take you back to rest first."

She shook her head.

This is not the first time that her heart throbbed like this. Pei Ming must have been injured, otherwise she would not cry while her heart hurts.

Perhaps, Pei Ming's injuries were not light this time.

In the past, as long as she didn't see Pei Ming injured, or didn't know that Pei Ming was injured, she would not react.

It was like that day in the church, Pei Ming had been nailed to the cross for a long time, on the stained window above her head.

But at that time, because she didn't know his existence, let alone that he was injured, she didn't feel any pain.

It wasn't until the blood dripped down the cross that the village owner reminded her to look up. After she saw the injured Pei Ming, she felt the burning pain spread from her heart.

Seeing her insistence, Li Hua helped her to sit on the grass: "Then sit here for a while, and I will ask Miss Pei with a jade slip."

Hearing this, Song Dingding hesitated.

In fact, before she passed the jade slip to Li Hua, she had already passed the jade slip to Pei Ming. She said a lot in one breath, but there was no reply from him.

She always felt that something might have happened to him, so he couldn't respond to her.

Although this is said, this mountain is vast and wide, and it is not easy to find someone, not to mention that Pei Ming is not necessarily on the mountain.

Now there is no better way than to pass on jade slips.

Song Dingding nodded and said, "Okay."

She sat among the wild flowers in the mountains, her arms wrapped around her knees, her pale fingertips intertwined, and her thumb rubbed the scar on the side of her index finger uneasily.

Looking at the cloudy and smoky appearance outside the cliff, she remembered that when she came here, she felt a sense of familiarity in her heart.

But in her memory, she has never been here, and she has never seen a similar place in the secret realm along the way.

Why does it feel familiar?

"Miss Pei, can you hear me?"

Li Hua's cold voice brought her back to her senses, Song Dingding turned to look at him, his eyes fell on the jade slip in his hand, and his lips were slightly pursed.

"Miss Pei?"

Seeing that there was no movement on Yujian's side, he glanced at Song Dingding, the tears on her face were not dry yet, the trembling eyelashes were stained with tears, and her slender figure became more and more pitiful.

Li Hua couldn't help but stunned after thinking of the word 'Pity Chu Chu'.

I don't know since when, the swarthy A Ding is like a carefully carved jade, and his skin has become smooth, his lips are red and his teeth are white, and his bloated body has gradually become thinner.

Today's A Ding is more and more female. If she didn't know it, she would have thought she was a delicate woman.

It was cold on the cliff, Li Hua saw her body trembling slightly, took out the scarlet cloak from the storage ring, raised his hand and draped it behind her.

Song Dingding felt his body sink, and subconsciously lowered his eyes to look at the cloak.

The cloak was bright in color, an arrogant flame red, she had never seen Li Hua wear such a color.

He often wears white clothes, just like other sword cultivators in the Xiuxian world, except that his clothes do not have any texture patterns, and are as simple as plain mourning clothes.

Although she was used to seeing him in white clothes, she felt that the red color was more suitable for Li Hua.

Li Hua didn't pay attention to what she was thinking. He couldn't wait for a long time for a reply, and was about to change a jade slip to ask Bai Qi what was going on.

On the other side, which had been silent for a long time, Pei Ming's low and hoarse voice came at this time: "What's the matter?"

The cold wind whistled past the cliff, but Song Dingding heard his voice clearly. She took the jade slip from Li Hua: "Miss Pei, where are you?"

In fact, she wanted to ask a lot of things, asking if he was injured, what he was doing just now, why he didn't pick up her jade slip.

But when he got to his mouth, his mind went blank, he hesitated for a long time, and then he asked "where are you".

Hearing her voice, there was silence for a long time. After a while, he slowly replied, "The wound hurts a little, so I'll go back first."

After that, he added another sentence: "Just now, I'm taking a bath."

Pei Ming's voice was the same as before, but it sounded slightly hoarse.

Song Dingding felt that something was wrong with him, but he didn't know what was wrong. He pondered for a moment: "Miss Pei, it's inconvenient for you to apply the medicine yourself. I'll go back and apply the medicine for you?"

Afraid that Pei Ming would be in trouble, Li Hua hurriedly opened his mouth to help him and said, "A Ding, as long as you have the heart, I think it would be better for Bai Qi to give him medicine. After all, men and women are different..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Yu Jian's faint voice: "Okay, I'll wait for you."

After all, Yu Jianjian was cut off, and there was no sound there.

Li Hua was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help scolding him in his heart for being sick.

Pei Ming has healed the wounds on his hands and feet, and A Ding will give him medicine later, won't it be revealed?

Wait a minute, what does it have to do with him?

Li Hua couldn't help sighing.

Perhaps because of the contract he signed, he had to obey Pei Ming in everything. Over time, he developed a habit unconsciously, and he would subconsciously consider Pei Ming first when he encountered anything.

"You are unwell, this mountain road is steep, I will take you there."

Li Hua crouched down and motioned her to lie on his back.

When Song Dingding went up the mountain, it took more than half an hour before his heart burst into colic pain, but it has not yet fully recovered.

She knew that Li Hua had recovered some spiritual power now, so she did not try to be brave, she thanked him, propped up the grass with her arms, and leaned on his back.

This is the first person that Li Hua has carried on his back except Li Zhi.

He thought that no matter how thin Song Dingding was, he was a man in the end. He said that a dead camel was bigger than a horse, so she must not be light.

Unexpectedly, she was carrying her back, but it felt like she was carrying a cat, and she couldn't feel her weight at all.

"A Ding, in fact, when you were a little fat, you were pretty good-looking." Li Hua took two steps and couldn't help but say, "You have to eat well in the future."

Song Dingding was a little tired, put his cheeks behind his shoulders, half-closed his eyes, and answered vaguely.

The scarlet flame cloak behind her was agitated by the whistling wind, and after listening to it for a long time, it was like a lullaby.

It turned out that Li Hua could go down the mountain with just a cup of tea, and when he heard the faint sound of gentle breathing behind him, he lightened his pace and slowed down the speed of the mountain.

When Li Zhi was a child, he often carried her up the mountain to chop wood, and when he came down the mountain, she would be like Song Dingding, leaning over his back and sleeping sweetly.

For some reason, sometimes when getting along with Song Dingding, Li Hua always subconsciously thinks of Li Zhi.

Her eyes are very similar to Li Zhi, clean and clear, without a trace of fine dust.

Just now she was standing among the wild flowers in the mountains. She put on the red cape that Li Zhi gave him, and she leaned over behind him and fell asleep. These inadvertent moments were very similar to Li Zhi when she was young.

Although he knew that this kind of thinking was bad, he neither respected the living A Ding nor the dead Li Zhi.

But he still occasionally looked at A Ding absentmindedly.

Li Hua carried her on his back, without using spiritual power or light energy, he carried her down the mountain step by step.

When Song Dingding woke up in a daze, he happened to walk into the temple, and she said a little embarrassedly: "I've already reached the bottom of the mountain, I can come down and walk by myself, I will trouble Master this way."

Her polite tone made Li Hua feel a little uncomfortable. He put her outside the temple: "I just want to see Miss Pei..."

He didn't understand what Pei Ming wanted to do. After all, the wound had already healed, and if A Ding gave him medicine, it would definitely reveal his secrets.

Since he knew this, why didn't he find a reason to fool A Ding, and instead asked her to go over and take medicine?

The more Li Hua thought about it, the more suspicious it became, and he couldn't rest assured that Song Dingding would go alone, so he made an excuse and said to her, "I'll go with you."

Song Dingding didn't think too much about it, after all, in her eyes, Li Huaben was the character of the second man who was infatuated, beautiful, strong and miserable, so it was normal to visit the heroine.

The two walked into the monastery together, and Li Hua found Pei Ming's room, and was about to push the door in, when the next room opened with a creak.

Song Dingding opened the door for a while, turned his head to look next door, saw Gu Chaoyu in red, rushed out the door and vomited on his waist.

Without hesitation, she stepped forward, took out a silk handkerchief and handed it to Gu Chaoyu, and patted her back lightly with the other: "Miss Gu, why are you alone in the room..."

Halfway through, Song Dingding suddenly realized that Lu Qingchen, who had been taking care of Gu Chaoyu, was killed by Lu Qingchen last night.

She quickly stopped her voice, and when Gu Chaoyu almost vomited, she continued to ask, "Miss Gu, how is Lu Cha?"

Gu Chaoyu took her handkerchief and wiped the filth between his lips, looking slightly haggard: "After I made a wish, he woke up."

Song Dingding wondered, "What about others?"

On weekdays, Lu Cha didn't care about anything, but liked to follow Gu Chaoyu's side. During this time, Lu Cha was by her side to take care of her almost all the time.

Now that he's awake, but he's not following Gu Chaoyu, could it be because Lu Qingchen secretly harmed him that he didn't dare to approach Gu Chaoyu again?

"I don't know where he went. When he woke up, he said he wanted to be quiet by himself, and then left the temple alone."

Although Gu Chaoyu had a smile on his face and didn't seem to care, he couldn't hide the loss in his eyes.

After all, Lu Cha was implicated by her, so he stepped into the gate of **** and almost never woke up again.

It is human nature to not dare to approach her anymore, and she can understand it. It's just that understanding returns to understanding, and my heart still can't help but feel uncomfortable.

"I'm fine, are you here to see Pei Ming?" Gu Chaoyu twitched the corners of his mouth and changed the subject bluntly: "He didn't look very well when he came back, I'm afraid he wasn't sick."

Song Dingding remembered that when he went up the mountain, he suddenly had unbearable colic pain and tears streaming down his face. He didn't care about Gu Chaoyu anymore. He raised his hand and knocked twice on Pei Ming's door: "Miss Pei, I'm in."

After saying that, she pushed the door and entered the room.

Pei Ming heard their voices early in the morning. After all, it was just outside his door, so it was hard to hear them.

When he came back, he cleaned up the blood on his body, but he didn't expect Gu Chaoyu to observe so carefully while vomiting.

"Miss Pei, are you injured somewhere?"

Song Dingding didn't want to ask so straightforwardly. After all, if he asked her why she thought so, she couldn't say that she would feel distressed when he was injured.

This sounds a little greasy, like a love story to coax a little girl.

But she could sense that as long as she didn't ask, he wouldn't say anything, thinking about it, it would be better to be direct.

Pei Ming had already thought about his speech. He leaned on the couch and said without changing his expression, "I'm here."

Li Hua: "…"

Song Dingding: "..."

So her heart colic was unbearable, because Pei Ming came to Guishui?

Her lips twitched slightly, and she didn't know what to think, and her cheeks turned red.

"That, Miss Pei... Do you have enough menstrual belts?"

She didn't want to ask, but last time she came to Guishui, Pei Ming took out a stack of menstrual tapes from the storage ring and gave them all to her.

If she didn't ask, and Pei Ming was embarrassed to say, then wouldn't he use a menstrual belt.

Pei Ming didn't seem to expect that she would ask such a question, she looked stunned for a moment, and then shook her head: "Enough is enough."

Song Dingding was afraid that he would be embarrassed to speak, so he quickly said: "You gave me a lot, and I can't use it all up, so I will give you some."

After that, she opened the storage ring, dug out 20 or 30 menstrual belts from the inside, divided half of them, and handed them to him.

"You keep it." Pei Ming didn't take the menstrual tape, he said in a light voice: "In case the hemorrhoids are committed again."

Hearing him mention this, Song Dingding remembered the incident of sniffing Song Zhizhi's monthly affairs, and his scalp tingled, so embarrassed that he wanted to throw his head into the ground.

She made herself look as calm as possible, slowly put away the menstrual belt, and said with a slightly unnatural look, "I'll give you medicine."

The topic was changed very bluntly, but Pei Ming didn't say anything more, and followed her words: "Okay."

The windows in the room were tightly closed, and not even a ray of sunlight could come in. Li Hua couldn't help but feel heartbroken when he saw Song Dingding move the round stool and put it on the side of the couch.

He really didn't understand what Pei Ming wanted to do.

As soon as Song Dingding sat down, he felt the dull air in the room and said to Li Hua, "Master, can you open the window for me?"

Li Hua heard the words, walked to the window, and propped up the square window.

The breeze slowly blew into the window, and the fine sunlight shone on the ground, and everything looked just right.

Li Hua looked at the sunbeam, slightly lost.

He didn't want to break this balanced relationship, because he was subject to the contract, and he didn't want to hurt Song Dingding.

The key to check and balance this relationship lies in Pei Ming.

Maybe he was on the mountain, and when he heard Pei Ming agree to let her take medicine, he subconsciously helped Pei Ming to speak, not for Pei Ming, but for himself.

If Pei Ming reveals his identity, then his accomplice will come to the surface. Even if he is helpless, A Ding will definitely not forgive him.

But no matter what, a scam is a scam after all, and paper can't hold fire after all.

Li Hua was silent and took a deep breath.

He turned around and looked straight at Pei Ming, as if waiting for the final judgment.

Song Dingding uncovered the layers of gauze wrapped around Pei Ming's palm. He didn't know how many layers it had wrapped around his palm. At first, the white gauze faded, revealing the blood-stained gauze.

It has been more than two days since they left Qingping Villa. Logically speaking, his wound should have clotted and scabbed.

But when she lifted the gauze, she saw that the palm of her hand was bloody, and the hole pierced by the nail revealed fresh flesh.

The viscous blood penetrated into the skin texture, like a blooming red manzhushahua, which is coquettish and gorgeous.

She couldn't help frowning: "Your hand..."

Li Hua heard her hesitant voice, her heart raised in her throat, and she subconsciously looked at his palm.

He was slightly stunned when he saw the blood hole the size of the fingernail on the palm of his hand.

How is this going?

Hasn't Pei Ming healed the wound?

Could it be that this is also a blinding technique?

Li Hua leaned closer to the bed, and when he smelled the iron smell of blood, he realized that this was not a trick to obstruct his eyes.

The blinding technique can only blind the eyes, but the taste of blood cannot be faked.

If so, there is only one possibility - Pei Ming used a sharp weapon to pierce his palm again before they came.

Li Hua didn't understand why he did this.

If he didn't want Song Dingding to take the medicine, he would simply refuse, why bother to self-harm?

Is it because you want to see her?

After all, Song Dingding was still here, even if Li Hua was full of doubts, he didn't dare to ask at this time.

Pei Ming's lips were pale, and his voice did not fluctuate: "I just got water in the shower and felt pain, so I scratched it."

What he said was righteous, but Song Dingding had nothing to say.

She took out the porcelain bottle Pei Ming gave her yesterday from the storage ring, mixed with the herbs she had planted before, mixed it, and covered his **** wound.

As she applied the medicine, she felt the cold touch of her fingertips, and one or two broken images flashed in her mind, wild flowers, cliffs, moonlight... What are these unfamiliar memories?

Song Dingding's action of applying the medicine stopped, and for some reason, he suddenly remembered the wound on the back of his waist.

It turned out that it was so painful that she couldn't straighten her waist when she walked, but today she didn't feel any pain all day, so much so that until now, she only vaguely remembered that she had a sword injury in the back of her waist.

She wrapped one arm behind her and caressed the sword wound on the back of her waist through a thin layer of lingerie.

Incredibly smooth, not even a scarred pothole, like it's never been hurt.

Song Dingding vaguely remembered that Daojun Wu Zang seemed to have come to her room last night, but if he thought about it carefully, he couldn't remember anything.

Could it be that the wound on the back of her waist was healed by Daojun Wuzang?

Song Dingding hesitated, raised his head and looked at Li Hua: "Master, I want to see Daojun Wuzang, can you call him out?"

Li Hua choked on the saliva and coughed, and he didn't know why she suddenly thought of Daojun Wu Zang when she was on the medicine.

If the wound on Pei Ming's hand is real, then even if he transforms into a clone, the same wound will fall on the palm of the clone.

Song Dingding is very observant. If she can see the wound, she will be able to see through the relationship between the two at a glance.

In an instant, cold sweat dripped from his back, Li Hua's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he was so nervous that he stammered when he spoke: "Now, now?"

Song Dingding nodded: "Yes, right now."