Rebirth of the eldest daughter

Chapter 828 Save him, I will give you my life!

Bai Mingwei heard the words and suddenly pressed the wine monk's neck and knocked him to the ground.

He drew out a section of the sword from his waist and pressed it against the wine monk's neck.

She was emotional: "Antidote!"

The wine monk smiled softly: "Little girl, you are the one who caused him to become like this, not the monk."

"If it wasn't to accompany you, would he come here? If it wasn't to accompany you, would he drink that bowl of wine?"

"It's you who can make him die, not the poor monk. Don't you think it's ironic that you put the sword on the poor monk's neck now?"

When Bai Mingwei heard the words, the hand on the wine monk's neck shook violently.

Her eyes were bright and she was full of solemnity, as if there were intense emotions burning in her chest.

The wine monk was right, Feng Qingchen became like this because of her.

But so what?

Now is not the time for her to feel sorry for herself or blame herself here.

The most important thing is the antidote.

Thinking about this, Bai Mingwei's hand worked harder.

She gripped the drunken monk's neck and pushed down hard.

"Crack!"

A hole suddenly appeared in the dilapidated wooden board, and the drunken monk's head fell deep into the hole.

Bai Mingwei's eyes were scarlet and his eyes were about to burst: "Give me the antidote! Otherwise, I will make your life worse than death!"

The wine monk didn't show any pain on his face. He said, "There is no antidote."

Bai Mingwei raised the wine monk and slammed him against the wall again: "I told you, give me the antidote!"

The force was so strong that Yaoyao was about to fall from the stone wall.

A stream of blood spilled from the corner of the wine monk's lips.

He didn't take it seriously and said quietly: "There is no antidote. Even if you kill me, there will be no antidote!"

"You think I don't dare?!" After saying that, Bai Mingwei completely pulled out the sword from his waist and stabbed the wine monk in the shoulder.

The wine monk stretched out his hand to block it, and the two forces competed.

In just a few moments, the wine monk was at a disadvantage.

The sharp sword pierced the skin on the shoulder, and at the critical moment, pierced the wine monk's clothes.

In this way, the wine monk was nailed to the wall.

The wine monk's whole body was like a piece of clothing hanging on the wall.

Blood dripped down.

The dripping dripping accumulated more and more on the ground, and gradually a pool of terrifying bright red emerged.

The wine monk remained indifferent to the deep marks on his shoulders, as if he didn't know the pain.

He said again: "There is no antidote!"

"I don't believe it!" Bai Ming clamped his chin slightly, his eyes as cold as knives, "If he does anything wrong tonight, I will ruin this morning!"

The wine monk looked indifferent: "If you want to destroy it, go ahead and destroy it. Even if you destroy the world, there is still no antidote."

At this time, Feng Qingchen let out a painful roar.

He was so tortured, so uncomfortable.

It was as if she was trapped in the most painful emotion in the world, and she couldn't break free despite her own death.

It was as if if he didn't save him, he would die.

Bai Mingwei listened to the painful sound. She couldn't bear it and finally closed her eyes.

When he opened it again, his eyes as cold as knives showed a look of compromise.

Then, she squeezed out a few words through her teeth: "Give him the antidote, and I'll give you my life."

She was very determined and determined.

She is serious.

Extremely serious.

Because she knew the reaction of the drunken monk all too well.

She could be sure that even if she killed the wine monk today, she would not be able to get the antidote.

But this was the first time she had seen Feng Qingchen look in such pain.

Even when Feng Qingchen's eye disease recurred in the Escape Village, she had never seen Feng Qingchen in such pain.

Feng Qingchen must have endured the pain of life being worse than death.

And I don’t know if I can survive it.

So she could only compromise and try the last resort.

Is it possible to exchange it with her life?

The wine monk suppressed the expression on his face and looked at her calmly: "Are you sure?"

Bai Mingwei said word by word: "I'm sure, I will never regret it."

The wine monk asked: "What about your home country? What will happen if one hundred thousand frontier troops die? What will happen to hundreds of people in the White House? What will happen to your nephew who has not grown up?"

Bai Mingwei was silent and said categorically: "Without me in Dongling, there are countless Bai Mingwei; without me in Bai Mansion, there are still a lot of young and old who work together; but there is only one of him!"

"What I owe him is more than just a life. If I can give him this life, I can take it out at any time! Stop talking nonsense and give him the antidote. I will exchange it with my own life!"

The wine monk gently pulled out her sword, wiped the blood on the sword with his sleeve, held the tip of the sword and handed it to her: "It's too late."

Bai Mingwei held the hilt of the sword and stared: "What do you mean?"

The wine monk found some wine and poured it on the wound on his shoulder: "This kind of wine has no antidote. Unless he can overcome the darkness in his heart that has accumulated as inner demons, he will not be able to wake up."

The sword in Bai Mingwei's hand fell with a clang, and she slowly fell to the ground.

driven to distraction.

The wine monk said: "What the poor monk said just now is a bit radical. I hope you don't take it to heart, little girl. Since ancient times, the relationship between women here has always been based on your will." "He is willing to accompany you to the appointment. , is willing to drink that bowl of wine with you, these are his own choices and have nothing to do with you, little girl."

Bai Ming's slightly lowered eyes suddenly raised again.

She seemed to cheer up at this moment, sheathed her sword and said, "Senior, I'm sorry."

Finally, she sat next to Feng Qingchen and looked at Feng Qingchen, whose body gradually curled up into a ball and fell into a muddy nightmare, unable to escape.

After a while, she put Feng Qingchen on her knees and hugged her, gently patting Feng Qingchen's shaking back.

"You can wake up, you can do it, I believe in you!"

Feng Qingchen is like a baby bird that has lost its father, looking for warm shelter in the torrential rain.

He rested his pillow on Bai Mingwei's legs, and wrapped his hands unconsciously around Bai Mingwei's waist, desperately absorbing the warmth.

The reason why Bai Mingwei didn't want to get involved with the wine monk was because she noticed something strange about her body.

It turned out that when she fought against the wine monk, she found that her skills had been improved.

I remember Master once said that some drugs can quickly increase one's power, but because they are too dangerous, most people will not try them easily.

Perhaps it was this medicine that the wine monk gave them to drink.

If Feng Qingchen can wake up, his fortune will naturally come to him.

However, Feng Qingchen's past was so miserable.

Can he wake up?
Thinking of this, Bai Mingwei put his palm on Feng Qingchen's back, gently and slowly delivering internal energy to him, in an attempt to alleviate his pain.

The wine monk wiped the scars on his neck, leaned against the wall, and picked up the wine jars on the ground, looking for the remaining wine in the jars.

If he found it, he would drink it down and drink it to his heart's content.

It was as if the person hovering on the edge of life and death in front of him had nothing to do with him.

And the injuries on his body couldn't cause him any pain.

Bai Mingwei hugged Feng Qingchen tightly while continuing to channel his internal energy to Feng Qingchen.

Looking at Feng Qingchen sweating profusely and looking in great pain.

She only felt that her heart seemed to have been pierced by thousands of arrows, and it was so painful that it was dripping with blood.

Why can't a man like Feng Qingchen get rid of his inner demons?

She believed it deep down in her heart.

However, thinking about her nightmare that made her tremble with fear, her heart couldn't help but lift up.

She hugged Feng Qingchen's other hand tighter.

The voice that came out was so calm and gentle.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here, I'll be with you."

"Whether you live or die, I will be with you."

……

During coma.

Bai Mingwei had a long dream.

In the dream, the first thing that caught my eye was my father's face, which was hesitant to speak and somewhat distant.

The father who was supposed to be dead stood in front of her like this.

He looked at her indifferently, without any emotion.

"Father...Father..."

Bai Ming opened his mouth slightly and called out cautiously.

Her father has always been like this, and she is used to it.

She comforted herself over and over again in her heart that she was the one who killed her mother, and her father must not know how to treat her, so he deliberately alienated her.

Rather than hating her, right?

At this time, a voice told her: "Your father just hates you, just doesn't want to see you, just treats you as a disgusting dirty thing!"

Immediately afterwards, the father in front of him suddenly looked ferocious: "It was you who killed your mother! Why wasn't it you who died that day! You bastard! How come it wasn't you who died!"

Those vicious words were like poisonous arrows, coming in thousands at her.

Just like when she was a child, she subconsciously wanted to avoid it.

Let yourself shrink into a ball, don't think about it, don't look at it.

In this way, you can't hurt yourself.

But soon, she stood up again.

He listened to those terrible words calmly and looked calmly at his father with hatred and disgust in his eyes.

"You are not my father," she said.

Yes, my father was a little clumsy, and he couldn't face her face that was very similar to her mother.

However, her father loved her.

This can be seen from the fact that her father secretly came to take care of her time and time again when she was sick.

What made her understand completely was the moment she saw her father's death.

Her father fought a bloody battle with Beiyan's powerful enemy Yinshan for the sake of the unrelated people of Li, and died of exhaustion. He was unwilling to fall even after his death.

How could such a person not love his biological daughter?
She has no doubt about her father's love for her.

Therefore, these vicious and heart-wrenching words in her sleep could not hurt her in the slightest.

Later, my father passed away.

Then came my grandfather, who was aging like a candle in the wind.

Then an old man, so old that he could hardly walk, was stabbed to death by Emperor Yuan Zhen with his sword.

A sword pierced the heart, and Emperor Yuan Zhen looked ferocious.

(End of this chapter)