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"Alright, the treatment is over."

Ying Xu withdrew his hand from Yi Tian's heart and said to Yi Tian.

This was already the third day that Ying Xu and Yi Tian had been treating their internal injuries. The pursuers behind them seemed to have been completely shaken off.

The two of them waited in the desert for time to pass, Yi Tian had already made the preparations for battle.

After last night's struggle, Ying Xu was ready to treat him.

After a whole night of tossing and turning, and a whole night of restlessness, he finally decided. There were some things that were more important to him than life. What was the thing that was more important to him?

Wasn't it just his own medical skills? Wasn't it just his heart that was willing to help the world?

Wasn't it because he was determined to become a doctor like the doctor who had treated him before?

When the patient feels unwell, when someone needs to be treated, when someone is helpless in the face of pain, it is easy to be born into it. At the same time, it is also a person who asks for help from me.

In the end, Ying Xu didn't use the third bottle that he had prepared. Instead, he put on another bottle.

In the end, Ying Xu did not choose to let go of the medical ethics and the perseverance of his heart.

It was unknown whether it was because his heart suddenly softened, or because he was moved by what Yi Tian had said.

In any case, Ying Xu didn't use the third bottle of medicine that he had prepared long ago.

But it was the same in his eyes whether or not Yingxu used the bottle of medicine.

So what if the treatment was over? In the end, he would still die.

If a person went to find more than ten people for a duel in the martial arts world, the chances of survival were less than one percent.

Before, Yi Tian had been able to fight for more than half a month because he didn't give them the chance to surround him.

If they hadn't planned to run away from the start and had chosen to fight to the death, who would be able to withstand a dozen or so enemies?

Yi Tian might be strong, but he had his limits. Furthermore, the strongest point was Qing Gong, a martial art that didn't kill.

Ying Xu didn't believe that he could defeat the experts of the martial arts world with just a dozen men, nor did he believe that he could survive after battling them.

"Are you really going? "To the poplar dunes." Ying Xu asked one last time.

No one else would have believed that someone would be so stupid as to live and seek death, but for some reason, Ying Xu was convinced that he would go to Hu Yang Dune and fight a dozen experts to his death. Because he said he was tired and didn't want to run anymore.

Yi Tian looked at him, "Yes."

Just one word was enough to explain everything.

Yi began his journey from the desert, heading towards the poplar dunes.

"Why are you following me?"

"I don't want to follow you. I should have gone back anyway."

"Since they say that you're a traitor, wouldn't you admit it if you were to return with me?"

"A straight body is not afraid of a slanted shadow. I have only cooperated with you once. I hope you remember the promise you made. "

"Hey!" Young man, you don't have to remind me that you can treat me, so why can't I do as I said? "Don't worry."

"The man who said you were a traitor, I helped you kill him."

Ying Xu didn't know why he was so confident. Those people were not those rotten fish and rotten shrimp that sold in the martial arts world. They were the experts from the eight great sects.

Ying Xu said no more. It was already his greatest principle that he had not been poisoned to death. At this moment, he was merely two people who had nothing to do with each other.

Yi was born to walk slowly, leaving a trail of footprints on the sofa, the footprints on the yellow sand, after people walked past, were squeezed out to form the shape of a foot, waiting for people to walk past before returning to their original appearance, as if they had never come here before.

To the north of the desert was the poplar dune.

Populus dune, the name comes from that dune, where there are rows of poplar, cutting off the desert from the land.

The unshakeable Hu Yang Forest was their last remaining stubbornness when facing the yellow sand.

Hu Yang used his body to block the sand and wind. After passing through the Hu Yang sand dune, he saw a completely different world. What he saw was no longer desert, nor was it yellow sand. Instead, it was a forest full of vitality. The poplar dunes were not an oasis in the desert, but a green barrier that prevented the yellow sand from spreading.

The poplar dunes are the boundary between the whole desert and the green land.

One step forward was the lush green of the forest. If one continued further, they would see the Floating Cloud Mountain, where the natural lake was located.

The next step was the desert, a desert that was filled with rolling yellow sand. It was a desert that was buried in a place no one knew about.

Actually, last night was very beautiful.

Above the desert, it was vast and boundless. In the sky, other than the black sky, there were also stars and a bright moon.

The desert was hot in the day and cold at night.

That sort of coldness was like the coldness in Yi Tian's heart when she decided to go back and fight to the death.

Even if I die, I can't change this world, I can still do my best to change it!

You said the death of the door was wrong, I don't recognize it!

Yi was born in Hu Yang Dune, looking at a row of Hu Yang.

Hu Yang sand dune, I am also Hu Yang?

Yi Tian found a spot to sit down, closed his eyes, and quietly waited for people from the eight sects to arrive.

Yi was born to ask that question. Perhaps he knew, but he hoped that someone would tell him! What was wrong with telling me!?

Ying Xu saw him sitting down and sat down not far away from him.

Ying Xu looked at him as if he were looking at a lonely tiger, waiting for the arrival of a pack of wolves.

Maybe he could see this earth-shattering battle. Maybe it was the wrong choice for him to not poison Ye Xiao to death.

However, Ying Xu told himself, do not regret, do not waver.

After this, Ying Xu told himself, he would abandon the sword and learn medicine.

The number of people who had died at the hands of the sword were not few. Every time a member of the sect was killed, Ying Xu would feel that he was no longer a doctor.

If he was used to seeing people die, would he still save someone who was terminally ill the next time they met? Would he fight with a heart of a doctor against death for that person?

In fact, Ying Xu's cat didn't have to die because no one was willing to treat it.

In fact, Ying Xu didn't need to be alone for so many years. It was just because he was sick that no one could cure him.

Yi Tian had been waiting for a while. He knew Ying Xu hadn't left, but he wouldn't say a word more to Ying Xu. Today would be the ending for him. Would he die?

Yi Tian didn't care too much about it. As long as he died, the people who killed his family would just be a piece of loose sand. The people from the eight sects would at least let them go.

Grievances always have a cause, debts always have an owner. Why did he have to kill his own sect? Why was he being hunted down? Yi Tian actually knew very well that all of this was because of a hot-blooded youth at that time, telling everyone.

From today onwards, I will create a sect of death! To sacrifice my life for the justice of the world! I want this world to stop bullying and looting, and to no longer ignore the lives of people like pigs and dogs, to no longer hold on to power and weakness! I want everyone in this world to be equal!

Yi Tian thought that if the eight great sects wanted to annihilate the sect, they would destroy their own dreams. So he was angry, so he was unwilling, and so he was suspicious! What was wrong with his dream?

The eight great sects wanted to destroy the sect. They wanted to destroy a power that controlled the life and death of the entire world. They wanted to destroy a fairness that was too cruel.

When a clan was being killed, how could the people in the world be called equal?