Gradually, Chu Yun's complexion improved, and he no longer vomited blood, Jing Xie withdrew his hand and stared at him for a long time: "I have already brought back the Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng prepared by Miss Xu Er, but what should I do next?" ”

Chu Yun coughed, clutched his chest and said tiredly: "First boil Jing Ze's medicine, and after three days, go to Lingjian Mountain." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

It was past noon, the sun began to shift to the west, Chu Yun sent off the guests, cleaned up a pool of blood on the ground with a wave of his hand, and dispersed the excessive internal force infused by the Jing evil in his body one by one.

A wind and cloud fan, half ink smoke and rain, half plain white paper, only on the corner of the fan painted plum blossoms. Signature: Witch Soul Division.

Chu Yun opened the folding fan, looked at the ink smoke and rain, and turned over to look at the plain white page painted with plum blossoms, the hatred and resentment thirteen years ago, the palace battle, Concubine Rong died, Queen Zuo was blind, the old people in the imperial palace, and the annual sacrifice day, all of them were difficult for a moment.

At the beginning of that battle, a noble concubine in the palace gave birth at the same time as Queen Zuo, but the child born to Queen Zuo was very similar to the national teacher, and she was afraid of being punished, so she framed Concubine Rong, saying that Concubine Rong was a Gu and gave birth to a freak, and secretly transferred the child.

That year, Chu Yun's name was Changgong, just canonized as the crown prince, rumors arose, life changed, the days of Ronghuadian became more and more difficult, that day, he saw his mother drink poisonous wine, she said, she wants to make those who hurt her life worse than death, she said, she cursed the Jin Dynasty will die within a hundred years.

Concubine Rong was born in Miao Jiang, she knew Miao Jiang's magic and Miao Jiang's Gu technique, and the palace was in turmoil for a while, and it was at that time that the priest of Garo used his bird that could only soar in the sky to take him out of the imperial palace.

And the root of Jing Ze's illness originated at that time, so whether it was his mother's fault or not, he would treat it.

Those years of grievances, blood feuds, when he was thirteen years old, he followed the priest Garo to witness the sword master become a demon and slaughter the whole city. Janas said she had never seen her mother hurt anyone.

If so, it is also for him to escape from the capital smoothly.

Rain, it seems that it is raining outside, on one side of the ink smoke and rain, on the other side of the white paper painting fan, the world is feuding, thirteen years, to light, should also be light.

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Back in the house, with his back to the door, Jing Xie suddenly felt that his ears were burning, and when he turned around to leave, his heart was still a little sour, but after Chu Yun's trouble, there was nothing.

Jing Ze sat at the table, looking at her with his chin propped up, his eyes worried: "Sister, in three days, when you leave, will you take me with you?" ”

Jing Xie returned to his senses: "It's not good. ”

Jing Ze lowered his head, his face became more gloomy, and his voice was a little hoarse, he paused for a moment and looked up at her: "Sister, you don't want to leave me and throw me to them as a hostage, right?" ”

Jing Xie's face condensed, "How could I keep you as a hostage, this trip is dangerous, and Doctor Ling and Chu Yun both said that your illness has been around for a long time, and you have to take care of it." ”

Jing Ze cried and snorted: "That sister, is it okay for you to stay with me, since it is so dangerous, we won't go, okay?" ”

Jing Xie: "Not good. ”

Jing Xie refused and pursed his lips: "Jing Ze, I am only four years older than you, you are a little man, if you want to be coquettish, should I be coquettish to you?" ”

Jing Ze suddenly inhaled, this trick didn't work, and suddenly changed again, with a cold face, and slapped the table: "Sister, you either take me there, or I will secretly follow me." ”

Jing Xie Yin snorted: "You try? If you have this idea, I will immediately inform the second lady of Lingzhou Mansion and send a few people who have better work to stay at the inn to guard you. ”

"Perhaps, I can tie you up and send you to her house myself." ”

Jing Xie knocked on the table, his heart was playful, and after a while, Jing Ze who knocked panicked in his heart, shivered, hugged his shoulders and trembled, and then got into the quilt behind the screen.

Covered his head, he fell asleep with a weak heart.

At night, Jing Xie was afraid that Chu Yun would not be able to move because he was injured, so he asked the guys at the inn about the particularly famous food in Lingzhou, and after going to the major restaurants to buy all of them, he sent them to Chu Yun.

When she was in Xiaoyaomen, she was a girl who was used to playing with a group of senior brothers, and when she entered the door, she occasionally did not observe etiquette, so when she came in through the window with a pot of medicinal chicken. Chu Yun stopped his clothes and was shocked, through the screen, poked his head over, and scolded: "You don't know how to knock on the door?" ”

Jing Xie pursed his lips, looking so embarrassed, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with the situation in front of him, Jing Xie: "I knocked it, but you didn't respond, I thought you weren't there." ”

Chu Yun held his forehead and continued to sit in the bathtub: "Your master didn't teach you, there is a difference between men and women, and you are not allowed to break into other people's rooms?" ”

Jing Xie turned to him again: "But I didn't look at your body, nor did I insult you, the third uncle also said that the wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha has left it in his heart." ”

Chu Yun frowned: "Then I happened to stand up now and was bumped into by you, does it count as you insulting me?" ”

Jing Xie jumped down from the window, picked up the rest of the dishes, and muttered, "Chu Yun, can I count you as insulting me?" ”

Chu Yun was embarrassed.

Jing Xie laid out the meals one by one, wrapped his hands in a woman's style, stared at the screen, and pointed to the dishes: "These are to compensate for accidentally beating you at noon, I'm afraid you won't be able to move, so I got good wine and good food." ”

Jing Xie frowned again, walked to the window and jumped down again.

This person has no signs of practicing martial arts at all, this body is not real, but it must not be as muscular as the seventh senior brother.

Chu Yun poured into the bucket and took a heavy breath: "This girl, if she really marries, she will definitely kill him." ”

After eating enough, Chu Yun looked at the latest information of the Wu Ling Division, straightened his waist, and began to give Bai Yu a letter.

On the seventh day of the eighth month, Lingjian Mountain, oleanders bloomed extremely well, Jing Xie left his cousin Jing Ze in the inn, followed Chu Yun, and flew on the big bird for a long time before reaching the mountain. Chu Yun said that this bird's plumage is pure white, and the phoenix crown is as strong as pink, which is rare in the world, and it also has a name.

At the beginning, I thought about many things, and it shouldn't be, but there was only one, and it reluctantly nodded, called Feng Xiang.

Jing Xie nodded: "Then is she a female bird?" ”

Chu Yun: "No, it's a male bird." ”

Flying in the sky for the second time, Jing Xie didn't feel scared anymore, temporarily put down his responsibility to Jing Ze, turned his back to Chu Yun, sat on the back of the bird and watched the clouds roll up Yun Shu, humming a small tune, comfortable and happy, pulling the feathers, Feng Xiang Bird will follow.

This Spirit Sword Mountain is extremely far away from Lingzhou, and poor Miss Xu Er doesn't know that the Sword Saint has not been out of the mountain for many years, leaving only that one disciple, named Bai Yu, who will provoke Peach Blossom every year when he goes out, but no woman has ever stepped into this Spirit Sword Mountain for many years.

Fengxiang bird stopped at a pavilion at the foot of the mountain, Bai Yu came by appointment, glanced at the side of the Zhiming Protector, and was about to shout, but Chu Yun made a compilation: "In Xia Chuyun, from Lingzhou, I heard the fame of the Sword Saint, and I came to visit." ”

Jing Xie was still holding a sword in his hand, his sideburns were pulled up by a hairpin, his peach-colored feather coat, his cheeks were crimson under the scorching sun, and he stood behind Chu Yun with cold eyes, his small mouth pursed.

It seems that he is very unhappy with him.