In the dark night, the rain poured down, and the raindrops were heavy and dense. The edge of the eerie canyon looks like a black hole from the bottom because the water mist blocks the view. The winds swept into the canyon and disappeared as if out of thin air.

A man in a black hat stood quietly on the edge of the canyon, standing with his hands in his hands, his left hand being held in his right hand, and his fingers rubbing the falling water droplets from time to time. His back was long and straight, like a green bamboo in the rain, and he was silent. A pair of clear eyes under the hat squinted slightly at the dark canyon, deep and full of the city.

I don't know when, another man in blue behind him came over, respectfully held up an umbrella for him, and said in a low and polite voice: "Lord, the person has arrived." ”

The man wearing the hat said "um", raised his hand to take off his hat, and knocked it on the rock next to him to shake off the stagnant water. Even after taking off his hat, his face was covered with a strange mask, which was quite thick and carved with strange patterns, and on closer inspection, one of the eagle totems could be faintly distinguished.

The man in blue waved back, and the two men staggered over with a sack.

The masked man raised his hand and grabbed it in the air, and the mouth of the sack was opened. Inside the sack was a man, somewhat pale and handsome, with his eyes closed tightly from the coma.

"He was very disobedient, we used some medicine, and there were still six hours of effective coma." The man in blue lowered his head and said, "Do you want to take him into the Valley of Wild Flowers immediately?" ”

"Don't worry," the man in the strange mask slowly pulled out a drawing from his cuff, which was a map of the Valley of Wild Flowers, "Are all the people I want in the valley now?" ”

"Yes, Lord, Nanyang, Qinghuan, Cheng Candleming, Liu Wuhe. And Master Myozen also went into the valley with them. ”

The masked man nodded and asked again, "Hmm...... What about the thunder? ”

"Back to the Lord, Wen Zuo has crossed the pass the day before yesterday and gone deep into southern Xinjiang."

“…… Don't call him Wen Zuo again, he is no longer a member of my Heavenly Falcon Sect. The masked man should have frowned, and then took the hat and knocked on the rock, "But he ran too far, find a way to lead him back to Guanzhong Lingqiu Mountain." When I walked out of the tomb of Concubine Qinghuan, I immediately appeared at the entrance of the tomb when I heard thunder. Then pass on the order Miaoshan, follow Qinghuan all the way, and when the time comes, you must help Wen Thunder bring Qinghuan back to the Burning Heaven Gate. ”

The man in blue hung his head and replied, "Yes, Lord." He paused, then asked, "So...... Do you need subordinates to arrange manpower to deal with Junqiao and Nanyang? ”

"Nanyang? …… She, she doesn't need us to deal with her. Not to mention the Huangquan Gu on her body, just the apprentice she raised by herself, she has enough to deal with. The man let out a dull laugh from behind the mask.

The man in blue lowered his eyes and silently set up an umbrella for the masked man, without saying a word.

The masked man raised his head, his slightly squinted eyes seemed to be able to pass through the thick dark clouds in the sky, and saw the moon and stars hidden behind the clouds, he raised his hand, and his five fingers traced the sky very gently, as if caressing his lover's cheek: "...... I've been playing this game long enough, and everyone, all the pieces, are in my hands. Look...... Even if these people are the stars in the sky, I can make this cloud crush them tightly. ”

"Lord wise, the Heavenly Falcon Sect will make a comeback sooner or later!"

"Falcon Sect?" The masked man sneered, a trace of disdain slipped in his eyes, "I want to stir up this river and lake to make chickens and dogs restless, and in the end, the northern punishment, the burning sky, and the flowers are all in my palm." ”

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In the early morning of the second day, it was still raining heavily in the Valley of Wild Flowers, as if the sun had not been seen for a long time, which made people's hearts gloomy and depressing.

The cloudy wind came in along the cracks in the unclosed windows, and the light exposed outside the quilt was lifted. A bare arm for a spirit.

Nan Yang opened his eyes with some effort, only to feel dizzy and dizzy, and he didn't have much strength up and down, so he moved slightly, and his joints were sore.

seemed to feel that she was moving, and Qing Huan, who was originally holding her, subconsciously tightened her arms, but she was not woken up.

Nan Yang only then noticed that he was being held by her with his back to Qinghuan, and the two of them were not wearing an inch under the quilt, and the smooth skin rubbed against each other slightly more comfortable than touching the silk. Nan Yang was stunned for a while, and his sleepy eyes gradually cleared.

She seemed to have been drinking yesterday.

Later, it seems that I drank too much, and then I ......

Qinghuan's hand moved unconsciously, and it happened to move to Nan Yang's waist and the tight and elastic buttocks, although he was asleep, his hand still gently pinched and rubbed the tactile buttocks by the way.

Nan Yang's body froze suddenly, and after a while, he stiffly grabbed Qing Huan's dishonest hand with his backhand and quietly moved away.

Qinghuan snorted in her throat, as if she was dissatisfied, and immediately put her hand back and rubbed it a few times harder.

Nan Yang's face had an ugly expression, the fists in the quilt were secretly clenched, and his voice was a little cold: "Open your eyes when you wake up." ”

With a chuckle, he opened his dark jade-like deep and warm eyes, and a little cinnabar between his eyebrows seemed to be beating happily: "Master, you got up so early." I thought you'd get a little more sleep. ”

"......" Nanyang closed his eyes, trying to clear his aching head.

"Master, it's time, why don't you sleep for a while, I'll go cook first."

"I drank too much yesterday, did I say anything inappropriate?" Nan Yang asked lightly with half-blind eyes.

"No...... Didn't say anything indecent, just ...... I just did something indecent......" Qinghuan laughed as she spoke, laughing so hard that her body trembled.

Nan Yang wanted to turn around and face to face with Qing Huan, but as soon as he moved, he was hugged tightly by Qing Huan: "Master...... Are you really going to turn around? ”

"Why not."

Qinghuan paused, pursed his lips, and said, "Okay, then you can see." ”

Nan Yang frowned slightly, turned around suspiciously, and saw Qinghuan's familiar face looking at him with a smile.

Soon, Nanyang's pupils constricted.

She couldn't help but raise her hand and gently touch Qinghuan's bitten lower lip with her fingertips: "This ......"

"You bit it." He continued with a light smile.

Nan Yang's fingers slid down to Qinghuan's neck, and the pale neck was covered with crisscrossed red marks. Qinghuan continued: "...... You kissed. ”

The tips of Nanyang's ears were already red, but his face was usually unfazed, and he just withdrew his hand silently, unwilling to say a word.

Qing Huan lifted a little quilt corner, exposed his shoulders, pointed to a few exaggerated long marks on his collarbone and said, "You caught it." ”

"......" Nan Yang looked away and didn't say a word.

"Master, do you want to see it? I've got a lot of ......."

"Alright, don't talk about it." Nan Yang interrupted her, tucked his face into his palm rather embarrassed, and sighed softly.

Qinghuan covered her mouth and laughed for a while, but she got up quietly, grabbed the clothes that were crumpled on the side and put them on one by one. After dressing, I got out of bed, poured a cup of tea and put it at the head of the bed, in case Nanyang got up to drink it for a while. She leaned over and pulled Nanyang's sideburns behind her ears, and said softly: "Master, I'm going to cook." ”

“…… Well. Nan Yang agreed in a muffled voice.

Holding back a smile, Nan Yang curled up in the quilt at this time and didn't want to talk to anyone, which simply poked at the softest place in her heart, she bent down, gently bit Nan Yang's face, and then quickly retreated, and walked out of the room with a bright smile on her face.

Qinghuan was walking in the cloister while reminiscing about the appearance of Nanyang the night before. A passing disciple of the Wild Flower passed by in a hurry, and after seeing Qing Huan, he grabbed Qing Huan a little anxiously: "This girl, I'm really embarrassed, Lord Wuji asked me to fetch some licorice and rhubarb and send them to the main hall, but I'm ...... There's something urgent again, can you do me a favor? ”

"Okay, you say." Qinghuan smiled and agreed.

"You go north, turn left twice, and you will arrive at the medicine garden, licorice and rhubarb are fresh, ten plants each, thank you." After saying that, the Ranhua disciple hurriedly ran away again, as if there was really something urgent.

Qinghuan was in a good mood, so he felt that it was okay to help by the way, so he walked north according to what the disciple said, turned left twice, and arrived at the medicine garden.

In the distance, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a person lying face down next to the medicine garden, the rain mixed with the mud stained the man's clothes, and his body fluctuated slightly. Qinghuan hurriedly ran over, put down the umbrella in his hand, and patted the back of the man's neck: "Hey, wake up, hey, who are you?" How to lie here? ”

The man was in a deep coma, and he couldn't hear Qinghuan's words at all.

Qing Huan had to grab the man's shoulder, turn him over with a force, and hold his neck with one hand.

"Senior brother?!" Qinghuan's eyes widened instantly, and the other hand was busy smearing muddy water on his face, the handsome face was blurry and clearer, thick black eyebrows, straight nose, who is it not Bianzi?

"Senior brother? Brother! Qinghuan kept patting Bian Ziyan's face, but Bian Ziqian didn't look like he was going to wake up at all.

Qing Huan frowned and looked around, the medicine garden was relatively remote, and there were no disciples here on weekdays, but it was still very difficult for her to drag the tall and tall side back alone.

Qinghuan pinched Bianzi's tall nose and blocked his breathing. After a while, Bian Zi's face was a little red, and he suddenly coughed, and his eyes looked like they were about to open.

"Ahem...... Cough...... Murder ......"

"Senior brother, are you awake?" Light joy looked at the side with joy.

"......" Bian Zi opened his eyes with great difficulty, "Senior sister......

"Senior sister! Come on! There are thieves ......" Bian Zi rubbed his eyes, suddenly remembered something, his eyes widened, and he wanted to jump up, but as soon as he raised his head, he hit Qinghuan's nose hard.

"Hiss......" Qinghuan covered her nose, so painful that she couldn't open her eyes, "Senior brother, do you want to give me such a big gift as soon as you see me." ”

Bian Zi looked at Qinghuan pitifully while locking his eyebrows: "No, junior sister, someone wants to harm me." I was on a mission...... Wait, sister, you have a nosebleed. ”

"I know." Qinghuan rolled her eyes at Bian Zi, and stood up from the ground with her nose tightly covered.

“…… What is this place? Bian Zi also stood up and stared at Qinghuan closely.

"Randy Flower Valley. Speaking of which, Senior Brother, why are you lying in the medicine garden in the Valley of Troubled Flowers? Qinghuan's voice buzzed from under his palm.

"Ranflower Valley? ......" Bian Zi was stunned, his thick eyebrows furrowed, "I don't know." Before I fell unconscious, I received a mission from the master, and Ben and Uncle Rong Huai were in the Huzhong area together. Then on the occasion of my solo trip, I was surrounded by a group of men in black. ”

"That's ......" Qinghuan's nosebleed was a little strict, and some of them even spilled out of his palms.

"Who the hell...... Why do you want to bring me to the Valley of Troubled Flowers......" Bian Zi patted his head with a puzzled expression, "Random Flower Valley, it's too close to Lingqiu Mountain......"

Qinghuan raised his eyes sharply: "What? How close is this to Lingqiu Mountain? How do you know? ”

Bian Zi took advantage of his expression to stiffen, and then reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth: "Ah...... As you know, I am the third prince of the Holy One today. My mother is buried on Lingqiu Mountain. ”。