Nanyang only left on the front foot, and Bian Zi also left after him, going to the mountain gate and the frightening round to Yushui Pass. In a blink of an eye, only Yuntang and Qinghuan were left in the room.

Qing Huanmu stared blankly at the door that had been closed, his eyes widened slightly, and he didn't say a word.

Yun Tang walked to the side of the bed and sat down: "Qinghuan, what do you see?" ”

Qinghuan bit her lip, shook her head, and lay back down.

"Bang, bang, bang." There was a slow and even knock on the wooden door, and the people outside the door pushed the door in after knocking three times, regardless of the reaction of the people inside.

Qinghuan hurriedly looked sideways at the door again, with a little expectation in his eyes.

But not the person she thought.

The rain slowly walked in, and her pretty little face was slightly red from the cold air outside the house. She held a particularly thick white crane robe in her hand, which looked so long that it almost mopped the floor, and it didn't look like she was wearing. Since Qinghuan was injured, Shuyu moved out to sleep, and only occasionally came over to accompany Qinghuan.

Yun Tang saw that it was drizzling rain and asked, "What are you doing here?" ”

Shuyu handed the white crane robe in his arms to Yun Tang with some effort, and rubbed his nose that was red from the cold, which was very cute: "Sister Yun Tang came to me earlier and left this robe on my bed. It's getting dark, and I'm afraid that my sister will be cold when she goes back in a while, so I sent it to my sister. ”

Yun Tang's heart warmed, and he handed over a stove at hand: "Is it cold?" Take Nuan Nuan. ”

Shuyu stretched out her hands, but did not take the stove, but directly held Yuntang's slender fingers, pulled Yuntang's hand to her face, and bent her eyes: "Sister's hands are so warm." ”

Yun Tang's face turned red, and it was fleeting, and it was gone. And the faces of the children under his hands are very soft and very comfortable to the touch, but Yun Tang can't help pinching Shuyu's face, but he doesn't control his strength.

Shuyu snorted: "Hey, Sister Yuntang, your hand is so strong, it hurts me." ”

Yun Tang looked ashamed and withdrew his hand: "I'm sorry." ”

"It hurts." Shuyu raised her little hand to rub her face, and she was a little red.

Yuntang sighed: "Then what do you want?" ”

Shuyu pointed to his face: "If you kiss it, it won't hurt." ”

"Nonsense!" Yun Tang scolded, looking really angry.

"Sister Yuntang, you are so fierce." Shuyu's beautiful big eyes suddenly misted with water, and it was so pitiful that tears seemed to fall in the next second, "I fell down before, and my face hurt, my mother also kissed me, and my father will kiss me......"

As he spoke, his voice was choked.

"Alright. What the hell do you want? Yuntang compromised and took out a handkerchief to wipe Shuyu's eyes.

"Sister hug me." Shuyu pouted.

Yuntang is the most immune-free to children's coquettishness, but it is such a beautiful little doll, as cute as a white glutinous rice ball, so he bent down to pick up Shuyu, he was originally sitting on the edge of the bed, so he put Shuyu on his knees and held him in his arms.

The child's body is soft, and there is a sweet and greasy sugar flavor that the child prefers. Yun Tang habitually stroked her back in his hand, suddenly remembered something, and turned his head to look at Qinghuan.

I don't know when, Qinghuan has already slept.

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When Nan Yang arrived at the Sword Casting Pool, unlike before, Rong Huai only left a crack in the door for her, and he was reluctant to come out of the Sword Casting Pool. This time, Rong Huai waited by the stone gate early, waiting for her with a blue and white paper umbrella in his hand, and one hand behind him, his eyebrows and eyes were warm and elegant. Looking at the umbrella, a thin layer of snow has fallen, and I have been waiting for a while.

"It's coming quickly, come in." Rong Huai nodded at her and led her in.

Nan Yang put away the umbrella and walked in with Rong Huai. Rong Huai's eyes fell on Nan Yang's wrist, and when he saw that the gauze wrapped in the wound had been slightly yellowed, and the edges were still raw, he couldn't help frowning: "Your wound, how long has it been since the dressing has been changed?" ”

Nan Yang said lightly: "For a few days, it won't get in the way." ”

"I still have medicine here, you sit down first, and I'll change the medicine for you." Rong Huai took out a plate of medical sundries and motioned for Nan Yang to go over to treat the wound.

"Zi Qian said, senior brother has something important?" Nan Yang asked as he watched Rong Huai remove her gauze.

"How many days have you and Senior Brother Yu Xiu been away from the Northern Punishment?" Rong Huai suddenly asked.

Nan Yang thought about it carefully and said, "It's been half a month." ”

"Yes, half a month. So long. Rong Huai muttered.

"What? What happened? ”

"There is something strange about the Burning Heaven Gate attacking Yushui Guan Luocheng." Rong Huai's expression was solemn.

Nan Yang was puzzled: "Why do you say this?" ”

“…… I am also to blame, it was my negligence. Rong Huai paused, lowered his voice and said, "During the days of your absence, the master was hit by the Huangquan Gu!" ”

Huangquan Gu.

The unique symbol of the Burning Heaven Gate is one of the famous Gu poisons in the world. The Gu poison of the Gu sufferer penetrates deep into the blood, at first there will be an hour of severe pain every day, and as time increases, the daily poison becomes longer and longer, and it becomes more and more unbearable, the pain is not life, and life is better than death. Unless the mother Gu in the hands of the Gu caster is destroyed, the Gu worms will gradually erode the internal organs of the person until death, which will last no more than three months.

Once this Gu is touched, unless the mother Gu is destroyed, there is no cure. How many celebrities in the rivers and lakes have died from this Gu, just because it is too difficult to detect when they are in the Gu, and when they are detected, the Gu poison has already entered the blood.

This kind of domineering Gu poison that kills people in the invisible is only owned by the Burning Heaven Gate. Back then, Junqiao's mother-in-law, the wife of the valley owner of Ranhua Valley died from this Gu.

Nan Yang's color suddenly changed: "What?!" How does the master ...... Impossible, how did the people of the Burning Heaven Gate get the northern punishment? ”

"That's why I said that there is something strange about Yushuiguan!" Rong Huai's face was angry, "I suspect that the Burning Heaven Gate diverted the tiger from the mountain, Xu heard the thunder and deliberately appeared before, causing the court to panic, and then sent the three of us to Yushui Pass." The master sits in the main hall all the year round, what an easy loophole to exploit! There are thousands of disciples in the north, who knows when a ...... who doesn't know the details will come in."

Nan Yang thought about it carefully, and Guo Jue was like this: "No wonder, when we were in Los Angeles, the Flame Banner of the Burning Heaven Gate only occupied both sides of the Yin and Yang Dao with us, and it was a cover to drag us all the time without directly fighting!" ”

Rong Huai frowned and nodded: "Not bad." Although I stayed in the North Punishment, I stayed in the Sword Casting Pond all day long, unlike Senior Brother Yu Xiu, who always accompanied the master to handle affairs. I went to the main hall of the head of the house a few days ago, and when I saw that the face of the master was different, the master told me about it. ”

"Huangquan Gu...... Master, what's going on? ”

"The master is so good that he has attained the Tao, he is immortal, and his physique is different from that of the laity. Shizun only told me to rest assured that he could control zhì. But the master may have hidden something from me, and if he really has something, he may not tell me. ”

Nan Yang raised his eyebrows and said, "Then what should I do?" If the Master is ...... What about the northern punishment? ”

Rong Huai looked at the sword casting pool and sighed, "Do you remember the sword I have been refining?" Now that the sword is complete, it's time to see some blood. ”

"Senior brother means ......?"

Rong Huai nodded: "I want to go to the Burning Heaven Gate of the East China Sea in person." If I don't destroy the Mother Gu, how can I feel at ease. ”

"Senior brother, have you thought about it?"

Rong Huai said: "What else do you need to think about?" You don't care about me, I have my own measure. It's that I'm not worried about the northern punishment. Now the people of the Burning Heaven Gate have invaded the Central Plains and are approaching the Northern Punishment, which is the time when we need to be vigilant and guarded. But now Senior Brother Yu Xiu is tied up in Yushui Pass, and I really can't delay going to the East China Sea, only you and Shizun are left in the door, and Shizun is full of Gu poison, and every matter falls on you. Now that the Burning Sky Gate is dark, you can't tell when the next sneak attack will be, maybe you will be the next to be injured! ”

Nan Yang said: "Senior brother, I'm fine. ”

"You know seven years ago...... You know how much Wen Thunder hates us, besides...... Look at the pool, the sword you want to refine is still there. Have you ever thought about how many things you have on your shoulders? Rong Huai sighed.

Nan Yang said softly: "This is the responsibility of the Lord. Brother, how long are you going? ”

"How do I know? It's a day faster, and it's slow for a lifetime. But don't worry, I'll do my best to return. I've looked at your sword carefully, and it will take at least four years or more to complete the smelting. You'll have to put some effort into taking care of it, but I've left a book over there, so you can just take a look at it. ”

Nan Yang suddenly felt tired, buried his eyes in the palms of his hands, and the newly changed cool medicinal smell in his hands overflowed through the gauze.

She felt a heavy burden on her heart that she couldn't refuse. She thought of the long and dusty journey from Los Angeles to Beiqi, as well as the increasingly burning and painful wound on her wrist, and Qinghuan approached her, intentionally or unintentionally dodging her small movements.

A fishy smell surged up his throat and was forced down by Nan Yang. Her body needs to rest, but she can't.