The purpose of the explosives was not to kill people, but to send poison and gas through smoke.

The Demon Cult has a poison called "Wuxiang", which acts on martial arts practitioners. Because people who practice martial arts will instinctively resist with internal force, this poison will be manifested as internal force disorder and sometimes fainting in the early stage. If you go to the doctor, you will be told that your body is just generally weak, and you can just take a few pills. However, the human body will become weaker with the toxicity flowing into the five internal organs. The poison lies in the human body for 30 days, and when it can be detected by doctors after 30 days, it is the time of death.

This kind of poison is also precious within the Demon Sect, and ordinary people will not give it lightly.

Mochizuki is now checking Yang Qing's body, but she didn't find anything abnormal, which made her think of "no fragrance". The symptoms are the same as at the beginning of the poison. Of course, she hoped that Yang Qing was not poisoned, but with the methods of the Demon Sect, the explosives in the inn could not be thrown out to play.

Mochizuki sorrows: In the whole world, there is only one person who can cure this poison, and that is the evil doctor of the Holy Sect. Mochizuki and her are friends, and most of Mochizuki's notoriety in the rivers and lakes in the past was brought out by that person. With that person's temperament, after the accident of the Demon Sect, it is really not necessarily where it is.

Where to find someone?

For the first time, she became bored with the people of the Holy Church: there were no rules, no constraints, no morals......

The more I think about it, the more I hate it, and I can't wait to implicate the innocent. If something happens to Yang Qing, no one can restrain her to look at the moon. She will not let go of anyone involved in this matter!

The heart was in turmoil, cursing those people back and forth, where could Mochizuki still take care of the roasted sparrows in the courtyard, and insisted on carrying Yang Qingxian back to the dilapidated house that could block his head at most, and carefully let him lean sideways on the straw pile. Mochizuki got up and walked out of the yard.

It is a long-untouched courtyard facing the river, with several houses on both sides. There was a willow tree further ahead, and Mochizuki remembered that when the two of them went ashore wet, they both fainted under the tree.

Mochizuki casually found the nearest direction, so he went to knock on people's houses, borrow medical supplies, and borrow clothes. The hostess of the house opened the door and saw that it was a bright and touching little girl asking for help. On the big night, will a serious girl knock on the door? She rolled her eyes, "We don't have anyone you are looking for here, let's go." ”

The door was blocked by a weak, boneless hand. The hostess was stunned, and the girl slowly raised her eyes and smiled at her. There was a lot of anger in the smile, and it could be seen clearly in the dark depths, "I just borrowed something, and I live next door to your house." I'm not a bad person, huh? ”

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The hostess was so laughed at her that her legs went limp.

Just her grim smile, her eyebrows and eyes, and the "um" sound at the end of her threatening words...... This isn't a bad guy, so who is a bad guy?

The hostess cried with a sad face, "Auntie, the little woman has eyes and no beads, and I don't know that you are a demon sect...... Oh no, holy people, holy people! Wait a minute, what do you want, the little woman will go and get it for you! ”

She didn't dare to let Mochizuki enter the house, so she opened the door only a small crack, signaling that she didn't dare to do anything else, so she hurried back to the house to get what Mochizuki wanted. And the girl who was stunned was lowering her eyebrows and thinking: Could it be that she has the word "bad person" engraved on her face? She didn't say anything, and the other party was scared like this by her.

When the hostess gave Mochizuki something, although she was frightened and didn't dare to accept the gold, Mochizuki still threw her a jade bracelet. When I went back to the house, I told my man about it, and the man was surprised, "Isn't it?" I remember the 'ghost house' next door, where he lived in a gentle and pleasant son. In the afternoon he came to our house to borrow something, and with that gentle tone, and with that kind of bearing, I did not consider him hateful, even though he was covered in blood at that time, and lent him new clothes. ”

The two of them were puzzled and didn't mention it.

Yang Qing fainted, feeling that he was in a lump of softness. It's soft, it's soft, and there's a scent. The hill carried him and shook gently. The back is burning and cool. It's like water, and it's like fire. The pain in his back made him feel anxious, but in the soft fragrance of cream, in the repetition of water and fire, he calmed down.

Comfortable in his sleep, his tightly knit brow slowly loosened. The fainting was only for a moment, and the young man opened his eyes.

His consciousness was not fully awake, and the moonlight cast through the window, and the clear light was sprinkled. As far as the eye can see, it is a lump of cotton. Right in front of him, less than an inch in front of him, he could touch it. The shirt was halfway undone, and the wound on the back was cold, and it was no longer so painful.

A delicate, boneless hand gently drugged and bandaged his back.

The young man slept on his side in the girl's arms. She put her arm around him to prevent him from rolling over. In the other hand, he clumsily took the medicine and applied it to the young man's back. She bent forward from time to time because she wanted to take medicine and check the young man's back. In this way, her small, childlike budding milk brushed the young man's face from time to time, bringing the young man a fragrance.

Yang Qing was stunned for a while, looking at the small breast. Mochizuki is the body of a girl, not fully developed, and her breasts are child-like, so she is not noticeable. She has not yet grown up, she has a moving face, a slender waist, but her breasts are always small and soft, and she can hold them in one hand.

The same as water, the same cream, the squeeze of clothes......

The blood flowed backwards, and the young man's lower body changed in an instant.

Especially, the little hand that stroked his back, after a pause, slowly, curiously, touched him from behind.

The young man froze, his hand reaching into his half-unbuttoned robe, and grasping the delicate hand.

With the other hand, when the girl leaned over to his lips again, he reluctantly blocked it with his arm. Just like that, I still feel the softness there. Sighing, his voice hoarse—"Miss Yang." ”

"Call me Ah Yue." Mochizuki half-hugged him, and when the young man's body stiffened, she realized it.

She held him hard with one hand and would not let him leave her embrace. The other hand was pressed by him on the tight lower abdomen under the shirt, and he couldn't move. Mochizuki's fingertips lightly scratched his skin, and Yang Qing's body trembled, and he looked up to warn her.

Mochizuki blinked, pure and innocent.

No matter how many outrageous things he does, Mochizuki is also very confident.

Yang Qingren smiled and sighed, "You look like this...... What do you want to do? ”

Mochizuki looked at him quietly, "Young Master Yang, have you seen the injury on your back?" It was burned badly by the fire, and the color was different from other places. Even if it is disposed of now, it will leave traces in the future. You're no longer a dusty beauty like a snowdrift. ”

Yang Qing looked at her for a long time, "I'm not." ”

"No, you are, you don't know your skin ......"

"Stop," Yang Qing didn't want to hear her describe his body, and under embarrassment, he slowly sat up, "You say the point." ”

"Young Master Yang, this is the crystallization of your and my love."

“…… The crystallization of love? ”

"Yes, can you imagine your new wife looking at your back and asking you how you answered when you got married? I am the one who hurt you, and I am willing to pay for it with my flesh. Marry me. ”

Yang Qing rubbed his forehead and smiled, he didn't feel it anymore when he heard this. Mochizuki asked him to marry him once every two days on average, and each time the reason was sufficient, as if it was intolerable for him not to marry her.

He tugged at the placket of his shirt and said slowly, "Girl don't mind. If my newlywed wife minds, Yang will not marry in his lifetime. ”

Plenilune:...... You don't even want to marry me for the rest of your life, and you don't even say you will marry me!

Seeing that Yang Qing wanted to get up, Mochizuki hurriedly stopped, "Don't move!" I haven't finished my medicine for your back injury. ”

"......" Yang Qing smiled incredulously, "You haven't finished taking the medicine yet, and your hand is ......" and touched the front? Is it more important to eat tofu?

Mochizuki smiled shyly, "I'm confused by your beauty." ”

She said this, and when she saw Yang Qing ignoring her, she was really anxious. She really didn't finish the medicine, and she was really afraid that Yang Qing would faint again. This poison can only be still, not moving. The more you move, the faster it diverges. God knows that she can't wait for Yang Qinglao to die in her arms.

But there is no evidence, and she can't say it clearly. can only be entangled with the arrogant face of "girl Sichun".

Yang Qing started to dismantle the move.

Mochizuki was stunned for a moment and grabbed him by the shoulder. Yang Qing's shoulders were raised and retreated, his body leaned back, and his elbows were forward.

When the two did not use their true qi, they actually exchanged dozens of moves, which did not involve martial arts.

Mochizuki was able to fight with Yang Qing, which made Yang Qing's eyes half-narrow: Sure enough. She should be good at martial arts, and her mind is exquisite.

Or, is it inseparable from the Demon Cult Holy Maiden?

Looking at the end of the day, she is not as good as Yang Qing, she is a weak girl, and she can fight with Yang Qing for more than ten moves, which is already powerful. She was really afraid of Yang Qing's poisonous hair, so in desperation, she had to shrink her body, find a point to seek defeat, and roll to the ground, looking like she was injured by Yang Qing's moves.

Yang Qing stretched out her hand to pull her, but she leaned on the ground and refused to get up, "I'm injured, I have to hug me to get up." ”

Yang Qing let go of his hand and smiled, "Then you lie down." The sleeve was tugged at by the girl.

At this moment, a group of white-clothed men came from outside, talking incessantly, "Is this here?" The letter from Uncle Shi should be here. "There are traces of a roasting fire in the courtyard. It must be Uncle Shi! ”

The young and lovely Yunmen juniors happily entered the house, and they were stunned to see the girl fall to the ground on her back, Uncle Shi bent down to pull her, and as soon as she stretched out her hand, she climbed up from her sleeve and wrapped it around Uncle Shi's neck.

Jiang Yan stammered for a long time, "Uncle Shi, Miss Yang...... You guys? ”

Someone's coming.

As soon as Mochizuki's eyes turned, he looked like he was about to cry, turned his head, and complained to the juniors at the door, "I'm your uncle's...... Britney. ”

Yang Qing smiled: "Don't make trouble." ”

Mochizuki was even more resentful, "I used to call people 'Xiao Tiantian', but now it's 'don't make trouble'." Your hobbies are complicated. ”

Numerous:...... You're more complicated, okay?!