(Thank you for the reward of 39, the moonlight of the first snow, Qi Yicai, the flowers of the last days, and the furnace inkstone wine halo, Xiao Wing bowed.) ）

Body:

Leaning on the other side of the bluestone, the man in Tsing Yi placed the frost sword on another slightly flat piece of bluestone.

Then he took out the dark iron compass in his arms, and took out the dark face bead that Ah Yue found for him, and placed it on the bluestone at hand.

Looking sideways at the snow-colored round bead, the young man was stunned for some reason, and always felt that Mo Ming was a little familiar.

Thinking of the girl, there is a slight warmth in his eyes......

The next time he looked away, he took out something from his bosom.

It is a delicate brocade bag embroidered with green bamboo and white snow.

Yun Xiao looked at it, Huo Ran was stunned, as if he knew too well what was in the brocade bag, so he didn't open it, stared at it for a long time, and his originally clear and clear eyes slowly deepened.

From the corner of his eye, he looked back at the quietly flowing water on the other side of the bluestone, and lowered his eyes for a moment, but he looked far away.

The young man slowly clenched the brocade bag in his hand, and his previous panic in front of the woman had completely calmed down...... The heart involuntarily shook the cold, and it was dull and distant.

The slight coldness and coldness spread along with the color of the water in the spring, quietly wrapped around the young man's heart, slightly depressed, and lightly hurt.

thought it was shallow, and thought it was not worth mentioning to anyone, so he was silent in his heart and just kept silent.

It seems to be waiting for an explanation, but it seems that it just can't let go.

After a long time, the young man took off the ice-blooded silk wrapped around the hilt of the sword, and meticulously passed through the brocade bag.

For example, in the past two years, he has used different knots to pass through this square brocade bag and carry it close to his body, which is the same silence and stubbornness.

In fact, it has not been able to let go, or bearish.

Solemn and gentle, humble and courteous. To outsiders, he is really a young man who has both talent and virtue and is too stable and old, but the more sincere and stubborn side of his nature is only revealed in front of people and things related to one person.

has been falling into it unconsciously, but it has not been able to wake up for a long time, and I don't know what to do.

In the heat and white mist, the young man carefully placed the brocade bag with silk thread on the side of the Dark Face Bead, turned his eyes, and continued to take out the last wooden silkworm, checked that it was not damaged, and put it on the stone.

The young man wanted to turn around and say something, but he thought that the woman's eyes could not see, and he was silent again.

However, when she felt that the woman's voice was weak and her breathing was shallow and long intermittent, she knew that she was at the critical time of pranayama and should not be disturbed. He silently walked two steps to the other end of the hot spring.

After hesitating for a moment, he untied the green clothes on his body, and the young man took out the silver needlecloth bag in the clothes, and took out several medicine bottles, and lowered his head to check his injuries.

The wound on the right arm that had been strangled by the ice-blooded silk had already been bandaged, and the white cloth had been loose after soaking in the stream for too long, Yun Xiao unwound the cloth, and saw that the wounds on the forearm were rolled and whitened more than three times, and the flesh and blood in the wound were faintly white, and the blood was faintly oozing out from the depths, and there was no sign of healing.

The young man took out Zhu Yedan and crushed it between his fingers, sprinkled the wound carefully, and suddenly a burning pain came from his forearm.

His right arm trembled uncontrollably, Yun Xiao's forehead was sweating, thinking that this was the fastest way to heal, he only gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Looking down, the flesh deep in the wound on his arm condensed together at a speed visible to the human eye, and no trace of blood oozed out.

Yun Xiao sprinkled all the wounds on his entire right arm. His eyes were a little black, and he reached out and firmly held on to a messy stone beside him.

Zhu Yedan's external use has always been only used to stimulate people who are about to die, hard to burn wounds, melt and condense, although it has a quick effect, but the damage is damaged and the pulse is damaged, and there is a feeling of Ling Chi torture.

After a while, his breath returned to normal, and the young man's already pale face was even pale, and his lips were extremely light.

Faintly felt that his knees trembled, and only the numbness and stagnation in the spring water lightened by two points.

The boy lowered his head and stabbed a few needles in his knee. Leaned on the bluestone in the water and was silent for a while.

The vast cavern was silent in the light of the flickering water.

He thought about the man a few steps away, looking down at his own reflection in the water.

In the curling mist, you can faintly see a clear, white and handsome eyebrows reflected in the rippling spring water.

Yun Xiao reached out and touched his face, and his fingertips touched the blood marks of different shades. The palm of his hand was stained with red blood, and the young man was slightly stunned.

The wound is also a little wrinkled and white, and there are a few places where you can see a strange layer.

After a little hesitation, the young man carefully removed the disguise on his face.

He reached out to take the medicine from the wound, trying to treat the wound, but when he looked down and saw the new face in the reflection, he couldn't help but be stunned.

The ferret that was lying on the bluestone not far away raised its eyelids and glanced at him...... With his round eyes open, he slipped into the spring.

Xue Wa'er "gurgled" and climbed ashore, flicking her snow-white hair and jumping onto the bluestone closest to the boy.

Curled up, lazy, staring straight at the young man.

It was a dreamlike face, and no matter how close it was, it couldn't really be seen.

Yun Xiao lowered his head and saw the young man in the water frowning slightly.

The magnificent red blood cherry pattern is imprinted on the forehead, like cinnabar, and the face is as white as snow. Under the slightly frowning eyebrows, the inky eyes are flowing.

He could not find any words to describe the face in the water.

I can only faintly see the blood-like three-petal cherry blossoms, ink-like eyes, and jade-like faces.

Swirling in the mist, illusory and inexplicable, it is becoming more and more unfamiliar.

It seems that the previous is his original appearance, and this one is his disguise.

"Like a demon?"

recalled the shocked appearance of Shi Mucao when he saw his face that day, and unconsciously muttered softly. The young man looked at the reflection in the water, and his heart was slightly confused.

The blood in his chest surged, and the young man's face suddenly became even paler, and he covered his chest with his hands and breathed quietly.

"Cough ......" A cold cough suddenly sounded in the dense water vapor, and Yun Xiao was shocked.

"Master?"

Before he could respond, the young man turned his head to look at Qingshi and called again, "Master?"

The white clothes on the stone were hazy like mist in the water vapor, and the green silk on the white clothes was quiet and silent for a long time.

"Master. ”

Three voices did not respond.

Yun Xiao stretched out his hand and pulled out the silver needle on his knee, straightening the green clothes on his body until he dared to turn around and step closer.

Duanmu Xiaoxian leaned quietly on the bluestone, sometimes chaotic and sometimes clear in his mind.

Suddenly, I heard a few wisps of fishy sweet and fragrant bloody smell approaching, with a hint of cold cherry blossom aroma, ripe in my heart.

"Xiao'er. The water rippled lightly around him, and Duanmu made a sound to block the road.

The tone was light but deep.

There is a difference between master and apprentice, and men and women have defense.

Although he did not avoid medical treatment when he was sick, he did not have an inch on his body, and Duanmu did not want to let him come close when he still had the strength to spare.

It's just that the water waves are surging even worse, and the boy doesn't seem to listen. The familiar smell of blood reached the tip of his nose, and the man was clearly standing at his side.

Duanmu was stunned, and his eyebrows couldn't help frowning.

Suddenly, a warm wet robe was covered on her body, and the woman felt him leaning closer, and her right hand was suddenly firmly grasped.

“…… Xiao Er. The woman's expression was shocked, and her voice was cold.

The next moment, his warm fingers touched between his right wrists.

After a while, Yun Xiao cut her pulse, and the hand holding her tightened.

Duanmu's expression was still quiet, but his face was cold, and he was about to say something when he suddenly felt a tingling sensation in his palm.

Suddenly I woke up.

Yun Xiao slowly drew in her palm: Auricular amenorrhea.

The surroundings were so quiet that there was no sound, and Duanmu was dumbfounded. "Master, can't you hear me......"

Yun Xiao drew again: But affected by the cold force?

Duanmu thought for a moment, but did not respond.

Yun Xiao painted again: The fragrance of the tomb flowers enters the body and causes cold, and the acupoints in the body are closed for a long time and damage the viscera and meridians, and the master is too afraid of the cold, but because he has been soaking in the stream for too long, the cold force has injured the ear meridian......

The palm curled slightly, Duanmu prevented him from continuing to draw, as if he thought of something, and his expression was already quiet.

He nodded, then shook his head.

Yun Xiao looked at her and was stunned, and then seemed to think of something, slightly broke her palm, and continued: Isn't it the palm of Master's left hand......

The five fingers tightened, and the woman's palms curled up at the same time.

Silence and silence.

The person in Tsing Yi couldn't help but be stunned, raised his head and stared at her, and his voice was confused: "Master?"

Duanmu looked at the front calmly, and Huo Ran said, "Your breath is unstable, and your internal injuries are not light. Reaching out to touch his pulse, he suddenly stopped and slowly withdrew: "...... You take care of yourself, Master is powerless to do anything for you right now...... The thunder shook with great force, the sand and gravel fell, and the mud pond was deep...... You've protected me all the way...... It should be not lightly injured......"

Yun Xiao's heart warmed, and he couldn't help but grab her fallen hand, held it in the palm of his hand and wrote: "Master has a heavy responsibility, there can't be anything, Yun Xiao, as a disciple, should naturally do his best to protect Master." ”

Duanmu sighed slightly in his heart.

The cold force in his body rushed through, and he coughed again.

Yun Xiao's heart ached slightly, looking at her pale and tired face, a sparkling water color appeared in her eyes.

It is like a ripple, contained in the bottom of the eyes, like the clouds and shadows hovering in the night moon.

Graceful and accumulating, intoxicating and affectionate.

If people can see it, they should be shocked and shocked, pity it for it, and cherish it forever in their hearts.

It's just that the woman in front of the young man didn't know anything, and he felt that his gaze was fixed on him, and suddenly he sighed again.

Duanmu said slowly: "For the rest of the day, it is very likely that the teacher will lose his sense of smell, taste, and touch...... There is no one here, the sound of wind and snow can be faintly heard, it should be in the deep mountains and mountains, you ......"

Yun Xiao was shocked.

Duanmu felt his hand tremble, and then held his hand tighter.

He painted: No matter what, Yun Xiao must protect his master.

Duanmu shook his head, wanting to say something, but in the end he was silent. After a while, she suddenly said, "You have been carrying the snake flower and withered vines with you, but you are still blaming me for losing you in Qingfeng Village back then?"

The young man was shocked, his voice was stagnant, and he only looked at her.

Duanmu hadn't heard him speak for a long time, and he already knew it in his heart, but he still didn't want to say more.

Silence again.

I don't know how long it took, Yun Xiao said lightly: "It turns out that the name of that thin vine is called Snake Flower. ”

His eyes suddenly misunderstood.

Knowing that she didn't hear it, Yun Xiao lowered his head and laughed, and his fingers trembled...... I want to cry so much.

Duanmu looked at it for a long time, and his voice was calm and distant: "The past is over, and this matter is over...... And why bother. ”

When the young man heard her words, his breath was sudden, and his heart was like being firmly clamped, and he was suffocated and painful.

Suddenly, I felt a little numb.

Duanmu lowered his eyes and said no more.

But suddenly I felt something dripping on the palm of my hand, like water droplets condensed by mist, and like splashing water, warm and salty.

She looked up. The young man looked sideways slightly, and let go of the hand holding her between his fingers, but for a long time, he still couldn't put it down.