Chapter - 193 Disciples of the Eastern Heretic (2) (1/2)

The girl's heart softened and said gently, ”I'm not your Gu Gu.”

The sky was even darker now; the girl's terrifying face was hidden, showing only a pair of bright pupils.

Yang Guo pulled her hand and pleaded, ”You are, you are! Don't… don't leave me again.”

The young girl was held by him. Her body burnt up with embarrassment; she didn't know what to do.

Suddenly Yang Guo's mind became clear; he saw that the girl in front of him was not Xiao Longnu. He was extremely disappointed, his mind turned upside down and he fainted.

The young girl was shocked. She saw Guo Fu and the Wu brothers surrounding Huang Rong, showing concern and serving her yet Yang Guo had no one. She knew that his injury was serious, if he doesn't take her Master's medicine, his life will be in danger. She supported his waist and pushed and pulled him out of the formation and then slowly walked out of the forest. The skinny horse was very sharp; it recognized its master and rushed towards him. The girl put him on the horse's back but she didn't get on, she held the horse's reigns and walked on.

Yang Guo was conscious one moment and in a daze the next; sometimes he thought that the person next to him was Xiao Longnu and he called out in delight; other times he found out that she wasn't and his whole body felt as if it was in an ice cellar.

After sometime, he felt a clear fragrance enter the places where his chest was injured, it was extremely comfortable. He was startled and discovered that he was now lying on a couch, a thin blanket covered his body; he wanted to sit up but suddenly felt a severe pain going through his chest, he couldn't move.

He turned his head and saw a girl in blue green by the window; her left hand was holding down a piece of paper, her right holding a brush, she was in the middle of doing calligraphy. Her back was towards the couch and he couldn't see her face; her back was slender with a fine waist, extremely elegant and beautiful. He took a look around and found out that he was in the room of a thatch house; the benches, chairs, table and bed were all simple and crude, the four walls were gloomy, yet it felt peaceful and serene. Beside the bed were a long zither and a jade flute.

All he remembered was how he fought with Jinlun Fawang in the forest but his mind was a blank as to how he got to this place. He concentrated harder and recalled that he was on his horse's back; someone was leading them, a girl. Now he remembered, the girl in front of him was that girl.

She was now concentrating on her calligraphy; he saw her arm moved lightly, her form graceful and elegant. There wasn't a sound in the room; it felt like he had arrived in a completely different world to the heated battle he had just been in. He didn't dare to make a noise and disturb the young girl, he just lay down on the couch peacefully; it was like settling down again after a dream, he really didn't know what world he was in.

His mind suddenly lit up, the girl in blue green in front of him was the girl who gave him the warning on the Changan road, and later on she helped him save Lu Wushuang. There were no ties between him and her, why was she treating him so well? He couldn't stop his mouth from opening, ”Sister, so it's you who has saved me again.”

The girl stopped her brush but she didn't turn around, she said softly, ”You can't really say I saved you. I happened to be passing by and saw how unreasonable that Tibetan monk was, and you were injured as well…” She lowered her head slightly after she said this.

Yang Guo said, ”Sister, I… I…” He was touched but his throat choked up and he couldn't make a sound.

The young girl said, ”You have a good heart; you save other people without regard for your life. I just gave a little help; it's nothing.”

Yang Guo said, ”Auntie Guo raised me, of course I had to use all my efforts in saving her when she was in danger, but sister and I…”