The Strongest Abandoned Master In City

Another three days passed. Yang Qiu's injuries were almost healed under Qing Ning's meticulous care. As long as the suture was removed and a simple rest was done, Yang Qiu would not have any problems.    

    

Of course, the reason why he could recover so quickly was because of his deep foundation.    

    

However, this body couldn't compare to his original body after all. His original body was created using countless resources, pills, and treasures. If it was this kind of injury, the body wouldn't be able to recover in just a breath's time. However, it would definitely recover in a day's time.    

    

This kind of external injury wasn't a big deal. What cultivators feared the most was being injured by the source of their cultivation. Even if their arms and legs were broken and their cultivation base was high, they would still be able to recover.    

    

The embarrassment of changing clothes had long turned over. During these past three days, the relationship between Yang Qiu and Qing Ning hadn't advanced by leaps and bounds, but it carried an unexplainable ambiguous feeling.    

    

This girl was really easy to blush.    

    

This was the deepest impression Yang Qiu had of Qing Ning.    

    

"I'm going to start. You are not allowed to shout pain. "    

    

Yang Qiu was topless, and Qing Ning was holding a pair of scissors specially used to disassemble wires. She said shyly, but Yang Qiu secretly smiled bitterly in his heart.    

    

"It's fine. Come on. "    

    

"Okay. "    

    

A resolute look flashed in Qing Ning's eyes.    

    

"It has started. "    

    

Yang Qiu nodded. Suddenly, her eyes were filled with pity.    

    

"If you love me, shout it out. "    

    

"It's fine! Come on. "    

    

She continued:    

    

"I'll be careful. If you feel pain, shout. "    

    

Yang Qiu almost laughed out loud. His eyes were burning as he looked at the beautiful face in front of him, as if he had been defeated.    

    

"Miss, I didn't make a sound when I suffered such a serious injury. You just tore the string. Come on. "    

    

Qing Ning's face instantly turned red. She quickly lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Yang Qiu. Yang Qiu smiled and closed his eyes.    

    

No matter how frightened this girl was, she still temporarily focused her attention on her hands.    

    

She gently cut the suture and slowly cut off the thread that appeared. She looked at the wound that only had a slight trace left. She looked at Yang Qiu and although her eyes were shy, she mustered her courage and said softly,    

    

"You. . . Why did you recover so quickly? It's really a miracle. "    

    

Yang Qiu slowly opened his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. He immediately passed the needle to her. Then he forced a smile and said:    

    

"My life is a miracle in the first place. Hehe, compared to ordinary people, Am I a monster? "    

    

"Mm, a bit!"    

    

"Are you afraid? I'm not a normal person, am I?"    

    

"I'm not afraid. . . Hmm, a bit. "    

    

"How old are you?"    

    

"Twenty-six!"    

    

"[Oh, then what do your parents do?]"    

    

"They. . . !"    

    

Qing Ning suddenly looked up at Yang Qiu and said in a low voice,    

    

"They. . . Have nothing to do. What about you? What do you do? "    

    

Yang Qiu sighed and forced a smile at her.    

    

"Me? I am a student. "    

    

"A student?"    

    

Qing Ning looked at Yang Qiu and asked him in a strange tone.    

    

"How could a student be so badly injured?" Yang Qiu asked.    

    

Yang Qiu looked at her.    

    

"If I said I killed someone, would you report me?"    

    

"You. . . You don't look like a bad person. Why would you kill someone?"    

    

She covered her face as if she wanted to laugh, but she could not.    

    

"You didn't really kill someone, did you? You killed bad people and good people? "    

    

Yang Qiu smiled. His eyes were desolate.    

    

"Do you want to hear a story? Let me tell you a story. "    

    

"Mm, tell me, I'll listen!"    

    

She glanced at Yang Qiu and felt that there seemed to be an ancient aura on his body. She immediately blushed and said in a panic.    

    

"Why don't I just stop listening? I'm afraid that you will scare me if you tell me a scary story!"    

    

Yang Qiu smiled gently.    

    

"Don't be nervous. Why would I scare you? I've started! There was once a piece of trash. . . He had been bullied since he was young. Other than his grandfather and an old housekeeper, he had also been bullied. Everyone bullied him. Everyone thought that he was a trash, and everyone felt indignant. Why would a piece of trash become the heir to the family? This identity did not give him any benefits, but instead gave him even more jealousy and revenge. There were a few times when he almost died in the hands of those people. . . Until one year, he met a girl. . . At that time, he was being held captive by his brothers at home. In a dog cage. "    

    

When Yang Qiu said this, Qing Ning's eyes were already filled with tears. Yang Qiu sighed and took a tissue from her hand. She was stunned for a moment and took it with a red face.    

    

"That was the happiest meeting he had in his life. Then. . . Only then did he know that the girl. . . She was his fiancée, and she was so outstanding. . . Just like a fairy from the heavens, beautiful. . . Noble, but what about him. . . But a toad on the ground, he knew. . . He was not worthy of that fairy-like girl, but. . . That fairy-like girl had always taken good care of him. She had always treated him like her own family. When she reached twenty-five, they would have to get married. So, the boy thought of dying. Only when he died would he not implicate that girl. At the same time, I don't want to be bullied by those people again and be scolded as trash by them. "    

    

"He went to race and suffered serious injuries, but he didn't die. On the contrary, not only did he not die, he also awakened memories that he had never experienced before. His life, from then on, underwent a tremendous change. "    

    

This was the story of Yang Qiu. He was an extremely lonely person. He couldn't even communicate with this world.    

    

Even though some people knew that he was possessed and reborn, he was still lonely.    

    

The people around him couldn't tell him, his friends couldn't tell him, and his family couldn't tell him. For some reason, in front of this quiet girl who loved to blush, he was willing to tell her his entire story.    

    

Qing Ning's hands were tightly held together, her trembling lips mumbled a few times, but she held back the tears in her eyes and whispered with a red face.    

    

"This boy is so pitiful. That girl is really good. Yang Qiu, do you think there is really such a good girl in the world?"    

    

Yang Qiu smiled slowly. His eyes were filled with gentleness.    

    

"Of course, she is that girl. She is a girl that makes people's heart ache. People don't want to let her get hurt. "    

    

Qing Ning quietly looked at him. Yang Qiu had a kind of tranquil feeling in his heart.    

    

"I really want to know that girl. "    

    

"You are also a good girl, just like her. "    

    

Qing Ning's face was slightly red and did not dare to look at him. She lowered her head and softly said,    

    

"I know. That little boy is you. Is she your. . . Fiancée?"    

    

This girl was really smart. Yang Qiu could not help but recall Du Qingyu's beautiful face in front of him. He could not help but smile.    

    

"You are really smart. She is the person that I have to protect with my life. I would rather die than let her have any unhappiness. "