"But he doesn't care about me." Huoshui raised his head and looked at the woman she admired. She had never thought before that there would be other women besides her sister that would impress her.

The look she looked at him was so tender and enviable. How much hope was that she could look at him like that.

The air was frozen, and neither of them said much. Ning Buer didn't speak because she didn't like to talk much.

She did not continue to move forward, Ning Buer stood up and looked at Fashui. He took the small sword from Guo Xiaojiu's waist, but did not draw the sword. She looked at Fashui, and Fashui was also looking at her. This was the first time the two of them met, and they met because of him.

"I heard that there was a little girl following him along the way, right?" Ning Buer's tone was neither cold nor hot. Maybe the night was too dark and he couldn't tell any expression: "The disaster of Sanzhongluan."

"You knew our secret from the beginning and let him come here. You are the ones who have become like this." She said tit-for-tat, and the words "Huoshui never spoke politely, and she did not answer Ning Buer's words positively.

It seemed as if he felt that this little girl who was shorter than her was not easy to deal with. Ning Buer couldn't help but narrow his eyes: "What are you doing?"

But I was also wondering in my heart whether Guo Xiaojiu ended up like this, thanks to her?

"Save him." Huoshui answered neatly.

"How long can it last?" It can be seen that Guo Xiaojiu can't live tomorrow. Ning Buer, who has been taking Guo Xiaojiu so far, also knows.

But she can't give up. Even if Guo Xiaojiu only has a few hours, she can't give up. Once she gives up, there is really no hope.

After sniffing, Huoshui looked at Guo Xiaojiu with a dazed look: "At most ten days, if you don't arrive at the White-Yimen Gate in ten days, or if the White-Yimen Gate refuses to save him, he will still die."

"I won't let him die." Ning Buer replied, his answer being more compatible than the water.

"I won't, either." Huoshui raised his head and continued to look at Ning Buer.

"Why didn't the White-Yellow Gate save him?" Ning Buer, who heard the meaning hidden deep in the Fushui Talk, continued to ask.

Huoshui thought for a moment, and did not answer immediately, but walked forward. She passed Ning Buer and walked to Guo Xiaojiu, squatted down, sighed slightly, and then said, "Bai Letian is in seclusion. The people on the mountain are my sister's people."

"Sister wants him to die, but I can't stop him." Huoshui wanted to reach out to hold Guo Xiaojiu's hand, so that he could also listen to his heartbeat.

After seeing the actions of Huoshui, Ning Buer frowned and wanted to draw the sword, but he still couldn't pull it out.

After all, his life is very important. Therefore, the Taoist sword will not be unsheathed.

His hand was held by Huoshui and placed on her chest. She whispered softly, making others unable to hear it clearly. She just wanted him to hear it clearly, but he was not listening.

"I'll give you half an hour." Ning Buer couldn't bear to look at it anymore. She looked at the night sky and began to walk towards the depths of the night.

A woman like Ning Buer has no other person in the world, and she will give in for a man.

Without gratitude to Ning Buer, Huoshui thought that this was what she deserved, and even if she wanted to kill Ning Buer, it was only in her thoughts. But she didn't do that, because after doing so, he would definitely hate her in the future. Even without Ning Buer, would she take Guo Xiaojiu to Baiyimen?

Could it be that Bai Letian would let a great master of Taoism not make friends, but instead make transactions with a little devil like her? Yes, she is the little devil. She knew that Guo Xiaojiu often said this, and she would hear it more than once in his dreams.

But Ning Buer appeared the most in his dream, and Ning Buer also heard the most.

She is younger than Ning Buer, and she is just a little girl. She is a stroll in the world for the first time and learns to try the love her sister told her to never touch.

This thing is indeed very terrifying. On that rainy night, under the city, when she saw him, she planted the seed in her heart, and then took root and sprouted, until now, and grew into a towering tree.

My sister means to let her cut off herself, how could she do it?

His hands were so cold that they pressed against her chest, making her feel the bone-bone cold all over her body.

"Guo Xiaojiu, do you know? I hate you, but I love you even more." Huoshui closed his eyes and refused to look at him. He was always in his mind.

She wants to pass on her life breath to him so that he can spend some time. Even though her life was destined to be short from the beginning. Deep in her memory, there is a demon who is devouring her and her sister's lives every day.

So, in her eyes, life is a very precious thing. She really doesn't like killing people, but sometimes, she has to do that.

Who told her to be the disaster of Sanzhongluan?

If she was the great master of the Taoist sect, would he love her like Aining Buer?

There was no answer, and in the night everywhere, there was no silence except for the gentle breeze.

The luster was as bright as the stars in the sky, as dazzling as the stars in the sky tonight. Therefore, the luster that penetrated into Guo Xiaojiu's palm from the depths of the chest, along with the palm of Guo Xiaojiu's hand, became even more dazzling.

Until a long time later, Huoshui refused to let go of his hand. She refused to shed a tear. It was only half an hour. After that, she didn't know if she could see him anymore. She was reluctant to leave. She didn't want this time to be spent in her endless crying.

After a long time, footsteps came from behind Huoshui. She bent down and kissed him on the forehead. It was not until this time that she let go of his hand.

There was no stop, because Ning Buer knew that while she was giving in, Huoshui made greater sacrifices than her, but Huoshui could not get anything, but she didn't like this little girl's temperament very much.

"Time is up." Ning Buer reminded.

"Huh!" After taking a deep breath, Huoshui stood up and passed Ning Buer again, but saw the hairpin above Ning Buer's head. Only then did he shed tears in his eyes.

She stopped and tried to make the voice no different from before: "Do you know? I told him before that if this hairpin is worn on anyone's head, I will kill her."

"But why didn't you do it?" Ning Buer had already carried Guo Xiaojiu on his back, and the Dao Sword also stepped on his waist.

"Because I still owe him six hundred taels of silver." Huoshui's shoulders began to tremble violently. She bit her hand without making any other sounds, disturbing the tranquility of the night.

When she heard Ning Buer start walking forward, she hurriedly said, "Please tell him that if I lend him this ten days, if he doesn't repay me, he will treat me as a reward of one hundred taels. I will still owe him Guo Xiaojiu five hundred taels."

"I'm in trouble and I still owe him Guo Xiaojiu five hundred taels."

Ning Buer did not stop or answer, so Huoshui turned his head to look at the night, and finally he could no longer bear the throbbing in his heart, and began to cry out loud, resounding throughout the long night.

"She's here." It seemed as if she felt the breathing behind her gradually stabilize, and even had some abnormal movements. Ning Buer reminded her softly.

"Well, I understand." Guo Xiaojiu didn't open his eyes. He might have woken up long ago. I wonder if he could hear the crying in the distant night, or the thing that could make the little devil in his heart.

"From now on, she won't owe me anything." Guo Xiaojiu said, his voice a little hoarse.

"You still owe her, think about how to pay it back then." Ning Buer turned around and said, but his feet did not stop. She believed that he would definitely survive.

It seemed a bit unexpected. Guo Xiaojiu didn't know what Ning Buer meant, and he didn't dare to guess more. After all, not long ago, he agreed to be with her side for the rest of his life.

"I'll take a rest." Guo Xiaojiu sighed slightly. He didn't know how to face that girl. It was impossible for him to abandon Ning Buer and accept her, and even let Ning Buer accept her.

No matter which one is unfair to Ning Buer.

Guo Xiaojiu is a good man in the world and cannot do such things. In those books or the words of the storyteller, if a man in the world falls in love with someone in his life, he cannot let go.

He loves her and she loves him, so he cannot let go.
Chapter completed!