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Qiu Yu did not expect that Ye Lingyue would heal himself.

Qiu Yu quickly pulled off his sleeves, and his eyes were a little bit irritated.

"I don't get in the way."

She said that she must go out.

"Slow."

Ye Lingyue's eyes sank.

The hands of Qiu Yu are all scars, and the flesh is already incomplete.

It's just like an arm, so she can imagine it.

A woman, how can there be so many injuries.

The hatred of the rain is ready.

"Those are old injuries, old ages, and bad cures."

"I know that it was old injuries, decades, or even longer. Are those pirates left behind?"

Ye Lingyue has been very confused about the life of Qiu Yu.

There are very few other words, and the relationship with the pirates is just as if they are away.

From several contacts, she is not like a real pirate, but sometimes it is more cruel and colder than a pirate.

Ye Lingyue has been difficult to understand. How can there be such extreme attitudes in one person, until she sees that she is a wound, Ye Lingyue only vaguely guessed.

The cold and **** cruelty of Qiu Yu should be because of the wounds, she must have been very cruelly abused.

It is not easy for her to survive.

Therefore, she will resist strangers like this.

"Don't keep whispering pirates, your path is not much better than the pirates."

Qiu Yu is angry.

The other party's behavior on this road is much more than the thief.

"I never said that I am a good person. Just, people don't commit me, I don't commit crimes."

Ye Lingyue spread his hands.

This is the purpose she has always pursued.

The people in Daomen first stopped the road and wanted to monopolize those liquids, she would start.

As for the Taiyin saint, she and her partner's holiday are simply difficult books.

"Do you think that if you don't commit crimes, people won't make you? Sometimes, you have no choice at all. Sometimes, people you trust will betray you and have your life, just to want you to be her. Go to death."

Qiu Yu has a cold face.

She subconsciously touched her cheek, the scar on her face, which is the best explanation.

In this world, a good person for her, then a master.

However, Master has also changed.

Qiu Yu did not know if she would accept her if she recognized her.

"What happened to you, I don't know, I don't want to know. It's just your wound, you need treatment."

Ye Lingyue said, took out a rejuvenation.

Fu Lan fell on the arm of Qiu Yu, and a sense of coldness got into the body.

In the body of hatred, with the Taiyin saints, the internal injuries caused by the rapid healing.

On her arm, all kinds of stab wounds, whip scars and traces of biting, although it is impossible to cure, but the dark scars, the color is slightly lighter.

When I saw the rejuvenation, Qiu Yu's heart moved.

"You will be worthy? You... are you also a god?"

Ye Lingyue frowned and looked at Qiu Yu.

What she said earlier, she was a little surprised.

For example, she and the Taiyin saint, you have changed.

Although the voice is very light, the Taiyin saint did not give any response.

But Ye Lingyue heard it.

Qiu Yu knows himself?

"Qi Yu, who are you?"

Ye Lingyue asked and tried.

When Qiu Yu asked for an exit, he knew that he was out of order.

She bit her lip.

"I am Qiu Yu, the pirates in your eyes, you are less fake, I will not thank you because you saved me."

After all, Qiu Yu ran out quickly, and even looked a little confused.

"This guy."

Ye Lingyue shook his head.

She looked at the night, and Zitang woke up, which made Ye Lingyue feel a little better.

Just thought of the Taiyin saint, Ye Lingyue has some feelings depressed.

Why did this woman stay in the purple hall?

What is the relationship between Zitang and Master Zi?

Tomorrow morning, she must find an opportunity to ask Zitang.

At night, the city of Baihua was quiet.

It is also strange at night. At night, the smog that ravages outside the city has not poured into the waste city.

The mourners in the city also got a rest.

Diyang Qingfeng departed to the dock in the afternoon and would not come back tonight.

Ye Lingyue hopes that he can bring good news.

Long nights, Ye Lingyue did not have a little rest.

She thought about it and found out the Kunlun bamboo in her arms.

This stuff is really hard bones.

After bringing it back, it will make a noise every other hour.

Ye Lingyue used a thousand miles of a willow to hang his death, each time, the magic bamboo is tossing no strength, will be corpse for a while.

Ye Lingyue looked at the body of a bamboo with a lot of willows.

"You don't want to run away. There is a long way to go from Beiyi Waste City. If you leave the city, you will be caught by someone, and you will burn it directly."

The Kunlun Magic Bamboo made an indistinct voice and seemed to be protesting.

That voice, listening is very harsh.

"You are screaming again, I am really angry."

Ye Lingyue threatened.

But the bamboo is a soft and hard-to-eat master. The more threatening Ye Lingyue is, the more it stops.

"It's still time for people to meditate and rest. What time is it?"

Just heard the outside, several people shouted.

The sound of the magic bamboo, listening to it is really bad.

When Ye Lingyue was angry, he buried the magic bamboo in the soil.

After the magic bamboo was buried, the sound was quite small.

When Ye Lingyue thought that his ear roots could finally be quiet, the magic bamboo slammed out the soil and slammed out of the house.

Ye Lingyue sighed in his heart and followed him out.

It was already dawn, and the outside was very quiet.

A few people have been immersed in meditation again.

Ye Lingyue is a master, knowing this time is the best time for meditation.

Kunlun magic bamboo has turned into a white light, in the dark night, chaos around, the speed is amazing.

Ye Lingyue chased the road, but could not catch up with it.

Seeing that it is going to rush out of the city.

At this time, there was a figure in front.

The man grabbed the Kunlun magic bamboo that was running around.

The magic bamboo fell in the hands of the people, struggling to struggle, it seems that the human hand is like a iron pliers, how the magic bamboo struggles are useless.

I think it is caught.

Ye Lingyue fell to the side of the person.

The moment when the people came up, the darkness seemed to have a flash of purple.

Ye Lingyue saw the person's appearance and blurted out.

"Master purple."

Zitang frowned, staring at Ye Lingyue.

His embarrassment is still dark, and the black hair is neatly combed into a hairpin.

He is not a master purple, it is a purple church.

Ye Lingyue suddenly woke up.

"Let it be quiet."

Zitang threw the magic bamboo to Ye Lingyue.

The magic bamboo is still struggling with death and makes a harsh call.