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Song Yan went to the bedside, reached out and stroked the wound on Song Xue's face, and said: "girls, it's not good to be brothers, which makes you suffer so much, but you can rest assured that no one can run away from those who hurt you!"
As soon as the voice fell, he stirred up the light of life.
In a flash of brilliance, the divine light fell into song Xue's body and quickly repaired her internal and external injuries. However, within a few seconds, the two cross scars on Song Xue's face had disappeared and the dark wounds in her body recovered.
It's just strange that song Xue didn't wake up though the injury was better.
"Light snow." Song Yan whispered in her ear.
Time and time again, shouting dozens of times, song Xue finally had a reaction, eyelids slightly trembled.
Song Yan saw this, but he was happy: "Xiaoxue, I'm my brother, open your eyes quickly."
Song Xue's eyelids vibrated more and more. Finally, they opened completely, but their eyes were slightly confused.
"Xiaoxue, you are willing to open your eyes at last. I am so scared!" Seeing this, song Yan can't help holding song Xue's small hands and moving.
"Brother, is that you?"
"Silly girl, naturally it's me. I'm late. I've made you suffer!" Song Yan's face was full of guilt.
"Wuwu, brother, you are here at last!"
Song Xue excitedly sits up from the bed, then pours into song Yan's arms and starts to cry.
"OK, Xiaoxue, stop crying. When my brother comes, everything will be OK!" Song Yan patted song Xue's back gently, and there was a kind of indescribable tenderness in his tone, but it was so warm when he fell in Song Xue's ear.
All of a sudden, she thought of something, and her pretty face turned white.
She shoved away song Yan, then pulled up the quilt and covered her head.
"Xiaoxue, what are you doing?" Song Yan did not understand and asked, but immediately understood that this girl must be because of the scars on her face still dare not see people.
Song Xue's sad voice came from the quilt: "brother, Xiaoxue has become so ugly. You can't help it. Let's go."
"Silly girl, where are you ugly? You are very beautiful." Song Yan has some funny ways.
"My face has been cut. I have been disfigured. My brother will never like me again!" Say say, song Xue cried again, at the moment of her vulnerability is like a little girl.
Hearing song Xue's cry, song Yan hurriedly said, "girl, let go of the quilt quickly. No matter whether you are disfigured or not, my brother likes you as much."
"Lie, how can brother like ugly girl?" Song Xue's tone was softer.
"Xiaoxue, in fact, the scar on your face has been healed. So, you are not ugly at all now. You are still as beautiful as before!"
"I don't believe it!" Song Xue shakes her head.
Although song Xue didn't believe it, she unconsciously stroked her cheek with her hands, touched it with her fingers, and her skin was bright and smooth without any scars. For a while, song Xue was stunned, isn't it good?
All of a sudden, song Yan pulled the quilt open, and he had a mirror in his hand, and put it in front of song Xue: "well, if you don't believe it, look in the mirror!"
"I don't, I don't! Take it! " Song Xue waves her hands flurried, and finally covers her eyes.
Seeing this, song Yan couldn't help crying and laughing, and said softly: "Xiaoxue, don't you even believe your brother? Just open your eyes and see if your injury is cured. Darling, listen to your brother and let go!"
After hesitating for a long time, song Xue still took away the palm that covered her eyes. When she saw the face in the mirror, she was overjoyed. She clearly remembered that her face was cut by Mo Qiulin with a knife. How could she not see any scars?
"Isn't it beautiful? I didn't lie to you! " Song Yan said with a smile.
Song Xue stared at him bewildered: "brother, what's going on? Why my face, I remember clearly... "
"Of course, my brother cured you." Song inkstone shows some satisfaction.
"My brother is cheating again." Song Xue can't help Puqi's mouth, which is particularly cute.
"I don't believe it, but my brother will prove it to you." While talking, song Yan took out a dagger and made a stroke towards his arm. Suddenly, blood gushed out and a few centimeter long wound appeared.
Song Xue can't help panicking and crying out: "brother, how can you hurt yourself? Xiaoxue believes you are."
"Silly girl, don't close your eyes and see clearly!" Song Yan smiled disapprovingly, and then urged the light of life. Immediately, the bleeding wound stopped bleeding. Then, it began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The back of song Yan's hand, which had been cut, was as smooth as before.
"See." Song Yan reaches out to song Xue and says.
A wound actually healed in just a few seconds, which made song Xue a little confused and staring at Song Yan blankly: "brother, what's the matter? Is this magic? "Song Yan nodded, "well, you can think so."
Hearing song Yan's acknowledgment, song Xue feels that her little head is not enough: "is brother a fairy?"
"Ha ha!" Song Yan couldn't help laughing: "of course, my brother is not a fairy. At best, he is an immortal."
Next, song Yan explained to song Xue what the immortal cultivator was, and showed her the magic of xiahuo system. The reason why he would show these to song Xue was not to show off, but to teach song Xue to practice.
Because he didn't want song Xue to encounter such a thing again, he didn't have any self-protection power.
"Coo."
Suddenly a strange voice came. Song Yan looked at Song Xue's belly subconsciously. Suddenly, song Xue's face turned red.
"Are you hungry?" Song Yan asked.
"Well!" Song Xue nodded shyly.
"Let's go. Anyway, your illness is cured. Let's leave here."
"I listen to my brother!"
There's nothing else in the ward, so there's no need to tidy it up. However, just left the hospital bed, song Xue could not help showing a trace of embarrassment: "brother, can you help me find a suit?"
Looking at Song Xue's sick clothes, song Yan patted her head, blaming herself for carelessness, and said, "wait a minute, I'll buy you a suit!"
"Brother, no!" Seeing that song Yan was about to leave, song Xue could not help but show the color of panic and grabbed his arm violently.
"What's the matter?" Song Yan looked back at her and asked.
"Don't leave me, brother. I'm afraid."
Looking at the softness of song Xue's face, song Yan hugs her into her arms and whispers, "don't worry, brother won't leave you. Let's go. Let's go shopping together when we leave the hospital."
Appease song Xue, song Yan let her arm out of the ward.
But just out of the ward, there were two big men standing outside the ward. Seeing song Yan and song Xue, they both looked at each other in a daze. Then one of them pointed at Song Yan fiercely: "Cao, who are you? When did you run in? "
Wen Yan, song Yan's face suddenly turned cold and asked, "who are you?"
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Song Yan went to the bedside, reached out and stroked the wound on Song Xue's face, and said: "girls, it's not good to be brothers, which makes you suffer so much, but you can rest assured that no one can run away from those who hurt you!"
As soon as the voice fell, he stirred up the light of life.
In a flash of brilliance, the divine light fell into song Xue's body and quickly repaired her internal and external injuries. However, within a few seconds, the two cross scars on Song Xue's face had disappeared and the dark wounds in her body recovered.
It's just strange that song Xue didn't wake up though the injury was better.
"Light snow." Song Yan whispered in her ear.
Time and time again, shouting dozens of times, song Xue finally had a reaction, eyelids slightly trembled.
Song Yan saw this, but he was happy: "Xiaoxue, I'm my brother, open your eyes quickly."
Song Xue's eyelids vibrated more and more. Finally, they opened completely, but their eyes were slightly confused.
"Xiaoxue, you are willing to open your eyes at last. I am so scared!" Seeing this, song Yan can't help holding song Xue's small hands and moving.
"Brother, is that you?"
"Silly girl, naturally it's me. I'm late. I've made you suffer!" Song Yan's face was full of guilt.
"Wuwu, brother, you are here at last!"
Song Xue excitedly sits up from the bed, then pours into song Yan's arms and starts to cry.
"OK, Xiaoxue, stop crying. When my brother comes, everything will be OK!" Song Yan patted song Xue's back gently, and there was a kind of indescribable tenderness in his tone, but it was so warm when he fell in Song Xue's ear.
All of a sudden, she thought of something, and her pretty face turned white.
She shoved away song Yan, then pulled up the quilt and covered her head.
"Xiaoxue, what are you doing?" Song Yan did not understand and asked, but immediately understood that this girl must be because of the scars on her face still dare not see people.
Song Xue's sad voice came from the quilt: "brother, Xiaoxue has become so ugly. You can't help it. Let's go."
"Silly girl, where are you ugly? You are very beautiful." Song Yan has some funny ways.
"My face has been cut. I have been disfigured. My brother will never like me again!" Say say, song Xue cried again, at the moment of her vulnerability is like a little girl.
Hearing song Xue's cry, song Yan hurriedly said, "girl, let go of the quilt quickly. No matter whether you are disfigured or not, my brother likes you as much."
"Lie, how can brother like ugly girl?" Song Xue's tone was softer.
"Xiaoxue, in fact, the scar on your face has been healed. So, you are not ugly at all now. You are still as beautiful as before!"
"I don't believe it!" Song Xue shakes her head.
Although song Xue didn't believe it, she unconsciously stroked her cheek with her hands, touched it with her fingers, and her skin was bright and smooth without any scars. For a while, song Xue was stunned, isn't it good?
All of a sudden, song Yan pulled the quilt open, and he had a mirror in his hand, and put it in front of song Xue: "well, if you don't believe it, look in the mirror!"
"I don't, I don't! Take it! " Song Xue waves her hands flurried, and finally covers her eyes.
Seeing this, song Yan couldn't help crying and laughing, and said softly: "Xiaoxue, don't you even believe your brother? Just open your eyes and see if your injury is cured. Darling, listen to your brother and let go!"
After hesitating for a long time, song Xue still took away the palm that covered her eyes. When she saw the face in the mirror, she was overjoyed. She clearly remembered that her face was cut by Mo Qiulin with a knife. How could she not see any scars?
"Isn't it beautiful? I didn't lie to you! " Song Yan said with a smile.
Song Xue stared at him bewildered: "brother, what's going on? Why my face, I remember clearly... "
"Of course, my brother cured you." Song inkstone shows some satisfaction.
"My brother is cheating again." Song Xue can't help Puqi's mouth, which is particularly cute.
"I don't believe it, but my brother will prove it to you." While talking, song Yan took out a dagger and made a stroke towards his arm. Suddenly, blood gushed out and a few centimeter long wound appeared.
Song Xue can't help panicking and crying out: "brother, how can you hurt yourself? Xiaoxue believes you are."
"Silly girl, don't close your eyes and see clearly!" Song Yan smiled disapprovingly, and then urged the light of life. Immediately, the bleeding wound stopped bleeding. Then, it began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The back of song Yan's hand, which had been cut, was as smooth as before.
"See." Song Yan reaches out to song Xue and says.
A wound actually healed in just a few seconds, which made song Xue a little confused and staring at Song Yan blankly: "brother, what's the matter? Is this magic? "Song Yan nodded, "well, you can think so."
Hearing song Yan's acknowledgment, song Xue feels that her little head is not enough: "is brother a fairy?"
"Ha ha!" Song Yan couldn't help laughing: "of course, my brother is not a fairy. At best, he is an immortal."
Next, song Yan explained to song Xue what the immortal cultivator was, and showed her the magic of xiahuo system. The reason why he would show these to song Xue was not to show off, but to teach song Xue to practice.
Because he didn't want song Xue to encounter such a thing again, he didn't have any self-protection power.
"Coo."
Suddenly a strange voice came. Song Yan looked at Song Xue's belly subconsciously. Suddenly, song Xue's face turned red.
"Are you hungry?" Song Yan asked.
"Well!" Song Xue nodded shyly.
"Let's go. Anyway, your illness is cured. Let's leave here."
"I listen to my brother!"
There's nothing else in the ward, so there's no need to tidy it up. However, just left the hospital bed, song Xue could not help showing a trace of embarrassment: "brother, can you help me find a suit?"
Looking at Song Xue's sick clothes, song Yan patted her head, blaming herself for carelessness, and said, "wait a minute, I'll buy you a suit!"
"Brother, no!" Seeing that song Yan was about to leave, song Xue could not help but show the color of panic and grabbed his arm violently.
"What's the matter?" Song Yan looked back at her and asked.
"Don't leave me, brother. I'm afraid."
Looking at the softness of song Xue's face, song Yan hugs her into her arms and whispers, "don't worry, brother won't leave you. Let's go. Let's go shopping together when we leave the hospital."
Appease song Xue, song Yan let her arm out of the ward.
But just out of the ward, there were two big men standing outside the ward. Seeing song Yan and song Xue, they both looked at each other in a daze. Then one of them pointed at Song Yan fiercely: "Cao, who are you? When did you run in? "
Wen Yan, song Yan's face suddenly turned cold and asked, "who are you?"
Song Yan went to the bedside, reached out and stroked the wound on Song Xue's face, and said: "girls, it's not good to be brothers, which makes you suffer so much, but you can rest assured that no one can run away from those who hurt you!" As soon as the voice fell, he stirred up the light of life. In a flash of brilliance, the divine light fell into song Xue's body and quickly repaired her internal and external injuries. However, within a few seconds, the two cross scars on Song Xue's face had disappeared and the dark wounds in her body recovered. It's just strange that song Xue didn't wake up though the injury was better. "Light snow." Song Yan whispered in her ear. Time and time again, shouting dozens of times, song Xue finally had a reaction, eyelids slightly trembled. Song Yan saw this, but he was happy: "Xiaoxue, I'm my brother, open your eyes quickly." Song Xue's eyelids vibrated more and more. Finally, they opened completely, but their eyes were slightly confused. "Xiaoxue, you are willing to open your eyes at last. I am so scared!" Seeing this, song Yan can't help holding song Xue's small hands and moving. "Brother, is that you?" "Silly girl, naturally it's me. I'm late. I've made you suffer!" Song Yan's face was full of guilt. "Wuwu, brother, you are here at last!" Song Xue excitedly sits up from the bed, then pours into song Yan's arms and starts to cry. "OK, Xiaoxue, stop crying. When my brother comes, everything will be OK!" Song Yan patted song Xue's back gently, and there was a kind of indescribable tenderness in his tone, but it was so warm when he fell in Song Xue's ear. All of a sudden, she thought of something, and her pretty face turned white. She shoved away song Yan, then pulled up the quilt and covered her head. "Xiaoxue, what are you doing?" Song Yan did not understand and asked, but immediately understood that this girl must be because of the scars on her face still dare not see people. Song Xue's sad voice came from the quilt: "brother, Xiaoxue has become so ugly. You can't help it. Let's go." "Silly girl, where are you ugly? You are very beautiful." Song Yan has some funny ways. "My face has been cut. I have been disfigured. My brother will never like me again!" Say say, song Xue cried again, at the moment of her vulnerability is like a little girl. Hearing song Xue's cry, song Yan hurriedly said, "girl, let go of the quilt quickly. No matter whether you are disfigured or not, my brother likes you as much." "Lie, how can brother like ugly girl?" Song Xue's tone was softer. "Xiaoxue, in fact, the scar on your face has been healed. So, you are not ugly at all now. You are still as beautiful as before!" "I don't believe it!" Song Xue shakes her head. Although song Xue didn't believe it, she unconsciously stroked her cheek with her hands, touched it with her fingers, and her skin was bright and smooth without any scars. For a while, song Xue was stunned, isn't it good? All of a sudden, song Yan pulled the quilt open, and he had a mirror in his hand, and put it in front of song Xue: "well, if you don't believe it, look in the mirror!" "I don't, I don't! Take it! " Song Xue waves her hands flurried, and finally covers her eyes. Seeing this, song Yan couldn't help crying and laughing, and said softly: "Xiaoxue, don't you even believe your brother? Just open your eyes and see if your injury is cured. Darling, listen to your brother and let go!" After hesitating for a long time, song Xue still took away the palm that covered her eyes. When she saw the face in the mirror, she was overjoyed. She clearly remembered that her face was cut by Mo Qiulin with a knife. How could she not see any scars? "Isn't it beautiful? I didn't lie to you! " Song Yan said with a smile. Song Xue stared at him bewildered: "brother, what's going on? Why my face, I remember clearly... " "Of course, my brother cured you." Song inkstone shows some satisfaction. "My brother is cheating again." Song Xue can't help Puqi's mouth, which is particularly cute. "I don't believe it, but my brother will prove it to you." While talking, song Yan took out a dagger and made a stroke towards his arm. Suddenly, blood gushed out and a few centimeter long wound appeared. Song Xue can't help panicking and crying out: "brother, how can you hurt yourself? Xiaoxue believes you are." "Silly girl, don't close your eyes and see clearly!" Song Yan smiled disapprovingly, and then urged the light of life. Immediately, the bleeding wound stopped bleeding. Then, it began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. The back of song Yan's hand, which had been cut, was as smooth as before. "See." Song Yan reaches out to song Xue and says. A wound actually healed in just a few seconds, which made song Xue a little confused and staring at Song Yan blankly: "brother, what's the matter? Is this magic? "Song Yan nodded, "well, you can think so." Hearing song Yan's acknowledgment, song Xue feels that her little head is not enough: "is brother a fairy?" "Ha ha!" Song Yan couldn't help laughing: "of course, my brother is not a fairy. At best, he is an immortal." Next, song Yan explained to song Xue what the immortal cultivator was, and showed her the magic of xiahuo system. The reason why he would show these to song Xue was not to show off, but to teach song Xue to practice. Because he didn't want song Xue to encounter such a thing again, he didn't have any self-protection power. "Coo." Suddenly a strange voice came. Song Yan looked at Song Xue's belly subconsciously. Suddenly, song Xue's face turned red. "Are you hungry?" Song Yan asked. "Well!" Song Xue nodded shyly. "Let's go. Anyway, your illness is cured. Let's leave here." "I listen to my brother!" There's nothing else in the ward, so there's no need to tidy it up. However, just left the hospital bed, song Xue could not help showing a trace of embarrassment: "brother, can you help me find a suit?" Looking at Song Xue's sick clothes, song Yan patted her head, blaming herself for carelessness, and said, "wait a minute, I'll buy you a suit!" "Brother, no!" Seeing that song Yan was about to leave, song Xue could not help but show the color of panic and grabbed his arm violently. "What's the matter?" Song Yan looked back at her and asked. "Don't leave me, brother. I'm afraid." Looking at the softness of song Xue's face, song Yan hugs her into her arms and whispers, "don't worry, brother won't leave you. Let's go. Let's go shopping together when we leave the hospital." Appease song Xue, song Yan let her arm out of the ward. But just out of the ward, there were two big men standing outside the ward. Seeing song Yan and song Xue, they both looked at each other in a daze. Then one of them pointed at Song Yan fiercely: "Cao, who are you? When did you run in? " Wen Yan, song Yan's face suddenly turned cold and asked, "who are you?"
