Yucheng, Qingqiu Mansion. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Since that day, he was injured by the open fire, and Qingqiu always faced the mirror and closed the door to thank guests; It's a pity that the fire burned on the left cheek, and the fire was poisonous, the medicine stone was useless, and the cheek car hole left a mark, and the appearance was broken.

On this day, Qiao Xuanying congratulated the report, and a guest visited.

"How can I see a guest in my current situation?"

Qiao Xuanying knew that Qingqiu was angry, but he didn't stop and waited less, so Fang responded softly: "The master of the Zhiri Palace is visiting the house to visit ......."

Before a word fell, Qingqiu was already in a hurry to get up, stepped forward quickly, and was about to open the door, but he turned back sharply and rubbed his hands, carefully examining the tired face in the mirror. After thinking for a while, he still responded in a coquettish voice: "Hurry up." ”

Lang Wuxian waited in the main hall for a while, and when he saw Qiao Xuanying coming, he buried his head and gave a deep stroke, and said lightly: "The master of Qingqiu Gate is sick, please take care of the palace master, allow him to wash and change clothes for half a moment." ”

Lang Wumian bowed his head slightly, slowly crossed one arm to the table, his mind was slightly open, he raised his eyebrows and glanced at Xuanying, and said with a light smile: "After saying goodbye that day, although I had the opportunity to meet, I didn't talk to Ergao. ”

When Qiao Xuanying heard this, he wondered in his heart, and hurriedly gave another look, and responded: "Xuanying He De!" ”

Lang Wumi's eyebrows were raised, and he said in a deep voice: "Dan Heart Body Master, it is rare. After a pause, he smiled again: "It is not easy to be loyal to others wholeheartedly, not to deceive oneself and believe in oneself, and to have both Xuanying." “

Qiao Xuanying's body trembled, but he smiled and said: "Xuanying is taught, and the palace master praises it." ”

Lang Wumian slowly closed his eyes, and said lightly: "Now, there are many demon cultivators in the Zhiri Palace, I originally wanted to borrow Xuanying from Qingqiu, go to the Zhiri Palace, and do some errands, but I know in my heart that it is difficult for loyal ministers to serve the two masters, Xuanying will not obey, and I must not be difficult." “

When Qiao Xuanying heard the voice, no matter how tight her face was, she couldn't respond.

"The palace master is here in person, Qingqiu is nostalgic, and Peng is shining." Qingqiu's voice trembled slightly, and he hung his sleeves with his hands, hiding half of his face behind his sleeves.

Seeing this, Lang Wumian bowed his head accordingly, and raised his eyebrows to signal to sit down.

Less leaning, Qingqiu eyebrows spoke three times, and quietly sent Xuanying down.

How could he not check without mercy, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and when he saw Qingqiu's elbow, he deliberately covered his left cheek, and couldn't help but say lightly: "There is a lot of jade in my palace, and there are people who want to drip green; However, I often play with it, but this white background is green, can the door master know why? “

Qingqiu heard the sound, and saw that he had no mercy and slowly took a jade plaque from the bottom of his sleeve, and carefully distinguished: the jade plaque was two inches square, and the carving was excellent, and the shape was magpie flying, and the mouth was Ganoderma lucidum; The white background is like fat, but the spirit grass is oily green, with both shape and color, white and green complementary, but it can also be regarded as superior.

"When you see flaws, you are proud."

Qingqiu immediately explained, covered his mouth and smiled, and waited less, and he had already retracted his left elbow.

"If he really cares, he takes it. Grind into powder, and water as a paste, apply at night to detoxify and build muscle. The voice of the merciless man fell, and his right palm shook slightly, and he saw a small object flying to the front of Qingqiu.

Qingqiu hurriedly raised his hand, held it on his chest, felt his anger like a firefly flapping his wings, and saw its brilliance like a drop in the sky, Qingqiu couldn't help murmuring: "This pearl is really a strange thing!" ”

Got no mercy and closed his eyes slightly, and smiled lightly: "Weeping beads, the tears of the merman, can cure strange poisons." ”

Qingqiu's heart moved, and he smiled again, but said in his mouth: "Qingqiu He De, can make the palace master worry about his heart, and give him a crying bead?" ”

Got a soft snort, but didn't say much.

Seeing this, Qingqiu was slightly embarrassed; was silent for a while, and then peeked again, and saw that Lang Wuxian frowned, and breathed a long sigh of relief, but his face turned white.

"The palace master is not feeling well?"

Lang Wumian was waiting for a response, the corners of his lips twitched, his body opened, and a mouthful of blood immediately vomited. Qingqiu was shocked, stepped forward quickly, held a handkerchief in one hand, and held tea in the other, and slowly handed it back and forth.

Lang Wumian sighed heavily, and after a while, Fang said: "Long before the battle of Yucheng, I was injured by it. ”

Qingqiu lowered his eyebrows, and said to himself in his heart: The battle between father and son, I didn't see him in the end, could it be that there was a hidden secret, I didn't know?

Lang Wumian glanced sideways for a while, and said lightly: "Have you ever heard of Yangmo Palace?" ”

Qingqiu's eyes rolled, and he replied in a coquettish voice: "I have heard it." Yangmo Palace, Gu Palace, and the old palace master are close friends. Before the words fell, Qingqiu was stunned, and immediately continued: "Before the Yucheng War, Lang Lang fought with the old palace master in Yangmo Palace? ”

It seems that he has no intention of pestering Qingqiu to be disrespectful, but he bowed his head gloomily and said in a deep voice: "Yangmo Palace is dead. Do...... He bewitched the young patrons and committed the sin of great rebellion. ”

Qingqiu thought for a while, and when he saw that he was merciless, he was depressed, and Qingqiu was at a loss for a while, and he said nothing.

"Let go of my siblings, and raise Mo Yousheng relatives. Now...... I can't get along with myself if I don't know where I ......."

When Qingqiu heard the voice, he couldn't understand the reason, and his heart was tense at first, and then he was happy: Lang Lang is here, obviously to visit, but it is actually a trust. If I am worthy of a great responsibility, and take this opportunity to become the humerus of my arm, how can it not be a good deed? Thinking of this, Qingqiu raised his eyes and said softly: "The situation of Yucheng is like a river; However, Qingqiu serves the monarch's heart of the lord, not decreasing but increasing. If there is an errand, but by support. ”

The corners of his lips pursed slightly, forced a smile, and said slowly: "Wumian has thanked the door master here." At this time, there is no other way to be merciful, and after thinking about it, only Qingqiu can still rely on. ”

Qingqiu covered his mouth, ate and laughed, but said in his heart: You know that there are hundreds of disciples, why don't you have to rely on them?

Lang Wumian closed his eyes, as if he was suspicious of Qingqiu, and sighed: "In the battle of Yucheng, you also heard where Jin Wudan was. I need to retreat for a few days, meditate and heal, and when I have just recovered, I will go down the mountain, pour out the power of the sun, and find the whereabouts of the glory of the Wan Hu Lou, in the hope that the demon pill will return to the right path. ”

"The seventh generation boy, the demon is angry, I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with!"

"No matter what, there's no way out."

When Qingqiu heard this, his heart was shocked, his feelings were spurting, at the beginning he was trickling, and then he was surging, it was difficult to restrain himself, and he spread his palms slowly, and the ghost made the gods touch the forehead of no mercy.

When he got out of the woodwork, his eyes were angry, his eyes were circulating, and his body did not move, and he had already shocked Qingqiu several feet away. Qingqiu knew that he had lost his manners, and he didn't care about the severe pain on his shoulders, he supported the ground with one palm, his eyes wanted to be retracted, and he looked at it sadly.

Lang Wuxian shook up sharply, put his feet forward, walked to Qingqiu's side, flicked his sleeves slightly, and sighed softly: "It's good to do it yourself." As soon as the word fell, he floated away, and the aftermath was lingering: "Go to Jiang Mountain, wait for Gu to let go." ”

Qingqiu's eyes were full of tears, and he was silent for a while, but he heard the voice of mercy again, and said lightly: "Good life and recuperation." ”

Qingqiu heard this, and laughed in tears.

Fly without mercy, return to Huai Orange Palace from Yucheng in a moment, wait for his feet to touch the ground, this party smiled lightly, and murmured softly: "One stone and three feathers, one fire and three plans, wonderful." Before the words fell, the pain in the abdomen was like a scorching tendon knocking on the bones, making no mercy and deep breath, reaching out and seeing bloodstains; After a while, I heard a light sound in my ears, which was almost undetectable, and I couldn't help but say angrily: "Qingqing is not felling, and I will find the axe." ”

(To be continued.) )