Into this big house, Han Xue with Qin Shuang, all the way forward, seven turns and turn eight, came to the back of the house.

Qin Shuang found that this house is very large, but there are very few people inside.

When a servant met Han Xue, he called “Miss” respectfully.

It seems that Snow has been coming to this place for a long time.

Han Xue took Qin Shuang to a room, and after the two entered, Han Xue carefully closed the door.

When he turned back, the four eyes were relative, but Han Xue's eyes were a human, and it flowed out.

Qin smiled.

"Little girl, what are you crying, we can see each other again after so many years, and we should be happy."

Han Xue wiped his tears and raised his head slightly, and the tears in his eyes still could not stop pouring out.

“Qin Shuang, one hundred and thirty-two years and three months, you’re finally back!”

Qin Ting laughed bitterly: “Do you remember so clearly?”

Han Xue replied, “I... I miss you.”

The three simple words, but let Qin both hearts a warm.

"I miss you too."

Qin Shuang, who has always been disdainful of expressing his emotions, can no longer control when he is facing this little girl who has not seen it for a hundred years.

He misses the master, and what he misses is his concern.

And remember this little girl . . . even Qin himself can not tell why.

“Oh, wow...”

Han Xue cried and hugged on Qin's body.

Qin also gently patted the little girl's head with both hands.

"I'm not coming back."

Qin Ting said, sighing.

He was very calm in his heart at the moment.

The future he had wanted before, at this moment, could all be abandoned.

As long as you can and...

I thought, Qin Tsing was laughing again.

Will you still have a future?

This life, will not be a copy of the previous life, where will their fate eventually go...

No one knows.

He can have no future, but he can't even involve the little girl with her own without a future.

Qin Shuang slowly shook his head and said, “Little girl, how did you get to the grave?”

"I..." Han Xue gritted his teeth, "I'll be here soon after you leave."

Qin both hearts shook, suddenly had a bad feeling.

“Shortly after you left, someone came to me and asked you about your whereabouts.I wouldn't tell them, and I don't know."Han Xue sighed slightly.

“And then what?”Qin asked with his eyes open.

Han Xue slightly shook his head: "It's all over."

“You say, then what?”Qin both frowned.

Han Xue sighed again: "They repeatedly forced me to torture me, I accidentally died."

Han Xue said, he still laughed bitterly, shaking his head slightly: "It's over, I don't care anymore, don't care too much."

“No, I care!”

Qin both stared at his eyes.

Han Xue's death eventually tired her.

A person who cares about himself, but because of himself died, Qin Shuang certainly can not be so.

Han Xue gently shook his head: "It's been so long, even if I didn't die then, I'm already dead."And I was lucky enough to come to Sheol, just to meet our Han family elders, my cousin.She brought me here and taught me a lot of things... Yes, my name is Han Xiaofeng now.”

“Little warm...” Qin both laughed bitterly, “Little girl, who killed you?”

Han Xue opened his mouth and sighed slightly: "It is a seven-star person."

Qin Shuangyi: “Do you know the Seven Star Pit?”

Han Xue nodded: "In fact, my aunt is a Kunlun faction, this time they came to the city of Yandu, I heard that it is for a baby."In the morning, you were guilty of the Seven Star sects, and the Seven Star sent contact with the other sects to hunt you down, and I knew the news.

Baby?

What baby, can make so many gate pie, send so many masters, come here...

But at this moment, Qin Shuang cares not about the baby, but the seven star school!

“Don’t worry, Cher, I’ll pay you back!”

Qin said firmly.

Han Xue slightly shook his head: "Qin double, it really does not matter."I am now...”

With that, Han Xue saw the wound on Qin's body and was bleeding: "Your injury!"

Qin both laughed bitterly.

Just old with Han Xue, his attention was all transferred elsewhere, so that he forgot the wound.

At this moment, Han Xue mentioned that Qin Shuang felt that the wound had worsened even more.

"It seems that I don't have to deal with this injury, it's really not right."

The ribs and shoulders that had been attacked by real-life masters were deep wounds.

Especially in the ribs, the bones are broken a few, and the shoulder is even more damaged.

Later, he was beaten several times by the scattered-level master, and was even more corrosive.

At this moment, there are several large holes in the back, which are already skin-opened, flesh and blood are blurred, and terrible.

“I’ll help you get the water.”

Han Xue helped Qin to the bed and hurriedly poured water.

Take a basin of clean water, take a clean towel, and start cleaning the wound for Qin and wipe the blood.

Although the wound was in the bitter pain, Qin Tsing's face still kept smiling.

"This is the third time you've healed."

Han Xue smiled slightly and remembered when he had helped Qin.

"You've never had such a bad injury before."

"Yes, such a heavy wound, I'm afraid it won't be able to recover in a few days."

Although the body of the monk recovered faster than the ordinary man, the wounds of Qin Shuang were also injured by the monk, so it was not much faster than ordinary people to recover.

“Yes!”Qin eyes lit up, "I remember a healing method, called yin and yang nine needles!" 」

Qin Shuang remembered that Qin Mingyue and he said that this yin and yang nine needles, is a kind of acupuncture, through the spiritual force, whether it is a ghost, as long as there is no death, you can save it back!

“Nine stitches?”Han Xue is also a stop, "Our family also has a method of nine needles about Yin and yang, but only the method, less dictation, how many years the Han family want to make up, but it is difficult to go to heaven."

Qin’s eyes were wide open: “What a coincidence!When the boy told me this yin and yang nine needles, I didn't care, I didn't care about the needle method, but I wrote it down!"

Both were surprised.

On this side, Han Xue took a small yellow cloth bag: "This is the silver needle of our family's ancestors."

With that, I took out another book: "The nine-pin line of yin and yang needles are on top of this, but there is no luck dictation behind it."

"It's really nice, we can make up the nine needles of the yin and yang."

Any practice, only a move, no trumped-in-the-heart, is equivalent to having its own table and lacking the essence.

At this moment, Qin Shuang's brain dry goods and directly read the dictum.

Han Xue took the pen and paper and recorded it on the side...