The sound of tearing and killing was slowly decreasing, and the roars of the beasts were getting louder and louder, and gradually there was no trace of the Gu Yiwei, only the beasts that were squatting outside the fire ring and staring at them were left.

Standing on the top of the mountain, the disciples of Changbai Temple, the tune changed, not excited, the music gradually gentle, gently fluttering under the sky, after the baptism of blood, the ten thousand beasts quickly calmed down, squatted in the blood, shook their heads and began to listen to the sound of the piano.

"It's amazing." Fei Wu swiped the blood on his forehead, looked at the people on the mountain peak who were like immortals, and said with excitement in his eyes.

Fei Yun completely relaxed at this time, and sat on the ground with no support, wiping his sweat while nodding and saying, "I used to know that the people of Changbai Guan were powerful, but I didn't expect that I would be able to endure it so far." ”

Qin Su listened to the praise of Fei Wu and others in his ears, and looked up at Shu Jin's painting on the height, the murderous aura in his eyebrows and eyes had long been gone, only pride, endless pride and undisguised affection.

Shu Jinhua saw Qin Su looking at her, but she didn't dare to move, and couldn't help but smile lightly.

"Huh." The roar of the tiger suddenly rose up, mixed with absolute majesty.

Those beasts shaking their heads, under the roar of the White Tiger King, actually began to retreat like a tide, and gradually disappeared into the mountains and forests.

Qin Su looked up at Shu Jinhua, and Shu Jinhua looked down at Qin Su, looking at each other in pairs, as if they were separated from each other.

Time stood still at this moment, and it seemed that only each other was left between heaven and earth, and no one could accommodate it under that gaze, silently gazing, that face, that lip, that person, that qiē.

The wind blew gently, the sound of the trees was swaying, and silence was better than sound at this time.

Looking at each other for a while, Qin Su smiled and looked at Shu Jinhua step by step. Slowly but surely, he stepped forward.

On the mountain peak, Shu Jinhua saw Qin Su come forward, moved his stiff legs slightly, looked up at Qin Su, and saw that Qin Su's lips were already dark, his face couldn't help but change slightly, and he stretched out his hand towards Qin Su. "Uncle Shi is here. You ......"

Without waiting for Shu Jinhua to finish speaking, Qin Su grabbed her hand, and a horizontal hand tightly hugged Shu Jinhua's waist. Clung to his chest.

Shu Jinhua felt the powerful heartbeat transmitted from his chest, sighed silently, and stretched out his other hand to slowly hug Qin Su back.

The two embraced quietly, ignoring their surroundings. Ignore a qiē, a friendship. It's all in plain sight.

It's good to be alive, it's good to be able to see each other, to be able to rely on, to be able to snuggle. You can be angry, you can laugh, and you can see the people you like in front of you. It is really good to be able to touch it, and this feeling is really good.

Elder Xuankong with Shu Jin's painting on his back and Elder Motong sitting on the ground. Looking at Qin Su, who ignored them, he squinted his eyes and showed a dissatisfied look.

Below, Liujing, Liuxuan, Bai Zimo and others in the circle of fire all looked at the two people hugging each other on the mountain peak with their heads held high, no one spoke, no one moved, just watched silently.

A bright moon hung behind the two of them, and the cold light shrouded them, in this dark night, it was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it, and people couldn't bear to disturb it.

"My master is amazing!" After a long time, a voice sounded, Bai Zimo and the others looked for the sound, Jin Jin pulled the sleeve of a guard and staggered over.

Jin Jin's kung fu is very ordinary, when she came, Bai Zimo asked one of Qin Su's guards to take her away from afar, and at this time, the war had been extinguished, and the two of them came back.

"It's fine if you're okay." Bai Zimo saw Jin Jin coming, so he was relieved.

On the mountain peak, Shu Jinhua pushed Qin Su away, looked at the red eyes, gently stroked the scars on Na*'s chest, and said very lightly, "I'm sorry, I didn't wait for you." ”

She didn't forget it, this place is the place where Qin Su said he was coming back to pick her up, it was the place where she was hiding, and Qin Su came back to pick her up.

Qin Su hugged Shu Jinhua tightly, let Shu Jinhua caress his scars, and glanced at Elder Xuankong behind Shu Jinhua, "I know that the second elder took you away." He saw the regular footsteps, and knew that they were the unique steps of Changbai Guan Qinggong, so he didn't believe that Shu Jinhua would die in the hands of Long Mu, even though he couldn't suppress his crazy anger when he heard it.

Shu Jinhua glanced at Qin Su deeply when he heard this, and did not speak, only holding Qin Su's hand.

Qin Su looked at the hands he was holding and smiled happily, although Shu Jin's picture was pale in color, he knew that she was worried about him, it was good.

"Let's go." Tightening his clasped hands, Qin Su hugged Shu Jinhua, turned around and left, completely ignoring the Xuankong elders behind him.

Elder Xuankong shook his head helplessly, this kid was silently accusing him of secretly taking Shu Jinhua away. Helplessly, Elder Xuankong helped Elder Motong up, and everyone walked down the hill behind Qin Su.

"Your injuries." Shu Jinhua exclaimed softly.

"I can't die." He still has a lot of things to do, and he doesn't have time to delay, but he just wants to hold her, he will never accept separation anymore, and the absence of that moment almost made him lose his heartbeat, and if he doesn't let go of this hand in the future, even if he dies, he will die together, and he won't let go.

Shu Jinhua looked at Qin Su's jaw, so resolute, so persistent, he couldn't help but be silent, leaning on Qin Su's arms and not objecting.

Under the mountain peak, Liujing, Liuxuan and others saw Qin Su and Shu Jin's paintings, and they couldn't help but stand up in unison, looking at Qin Su and Shu Jin's paintings with extremely respectful eyes.

After such a stop today, Changbaiguan's status in their minds was not low, but now it has risen to a higher level, and Shu Jinhua, who is a disciple of Changbaiguan, is becoming more and more pleasing to the eye in their eyes.

"How?" Walking to the fire, Qin Su asked in a deep voice.

"One hundred and thirty-seven dead, fifty-six seriously wounded, and seventy wounded." Liu Xuan immediately replied, in this battle, more than 300 guards were all injured, and they suffered heavy losses, this is the elite of the elite.

Qin Su was expressionless and didn't know what he was thinking, so he only said in a cold voice, "Take them all back and bury them thickly." ”

"Yes." There were more than a hundred guards left, and they immediately replied loudly, and the corpse could be brought back for a thick burial, only the rank of a general who died in battle, and the prince had nothing to say to them.

"Your Highness, what should you do here?" Liujing asked as he took off his clothes and put them on Qin Su.

Qin Su glanced at the stumps all over the ground, smiled coldly, and a trace of bloodlust flashed in his eyebrows, "Cut off all the heads and send them back to Ah Yan Qianlu, this king wants to give him a big gift." ”

"My subordinates understand." Liujing immediately took over, what should he do He knew it tightly, they had suffered such a big loss in the hands of Ayan Qianlu, how could they just send a head.

Shu Jinhua kept leaning on Qin Su's chest and didn't speak, but she understood what Qin Su meant, and couldn't help but look at Qin Su deeply and hold the hand that had been holding each other.

"Let's go." Lightly clamped the horse's belly, stepped on the clouds, opened its four hooves, and galloped away.

The lightly injured guards behind him hugged their dead companions, didn't say anything, and followed Qin Su, leaving only some of them to continue their errands.

Elder Xuankong supported Elder Motong, and he was not in a hurry to leave, but got into the carriage that Shu Jinhua had been sitting in, and Bai Liushan's group followed behind slowly.

The night was westward, the mountain wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the big snowflakes were falling one by one, and the first snow of winter came without any warning.

The snowflakes fell lightly on the ground, and the walking people stepped out of the snow-white footprints, and the sky was white, and the snow was getting bigger and bigger.

The yellow spring dew released by the Gu Yiwei led by Long Mu gradually diluted in the sudden heavy snow, gradually seeping into the soil, and the black gradually faded.

The world-famous Huangquan dew is the most poisonous, but it is also a good solution, that is, diluted, diluted with a large amount of water, reducing its concentration, just like the red-crowned crane, a mouthful can poison a person, but diluted into a river, a river, what role does it play.

The snowflakes come as soon as they say, stop when they say, and the clouds and fog disperse without much effort, and on the eastern horizon, a ray of white light breaks through the night and slowly blooms in the sky, and the sky is bright.

The heart is like an arrow, and there is no obstacle.

A few days later, in Bailiu Mountain, Changbai Temple, and Qin Su's room, the sunlight shone in through the thin window screen, and the room was golden.

Qin Su leaned on the head of the ivory bed, * his chest, and looked down at Shu Jin's painting beside him, with a very satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth.

The soft plain hand slid on the chest very gently, the fingers that adhered to the ointment, swiped through the dense wound, and gently medicated him, the focused eyes, the gentle and elegant breath, made Qin Su feel that the injury that was not a big deal was necessary to become a big deal.

"Does it hurt?" The three words in a low voice, breaking the tender atmosphere of the room, Shu Jinhua blinked slightly and looked up at Qin Su, she was medicating him, she should say this, right?

However, just by looking at it, Shu Jinhua understood what Qin Su meant, smiled slightly and shook his head and said, "It doesn't hurt." "It's been two days since I came back, although I suffered so much that day, but I returned to Changbai Temple, with Uncle Shi's medicine, I was well early, the skin injury, although it hurts, it is not in the way, and Qin Su still remembers it so well.

Seeing this, Qin Su nodded, and suddenly stretched out his iron arm, hugged Shu Jinhua and put him on the bed, holding the person in his arms, and he sighed lightly.

Shu Jinhua couldn't help but stab Qin Su's chest angrily, and accidentally touched his injured wound.

Hiss, Qin Su took a breath of cold air, that was the skin he had shaved off with Huangquan Lu, and now it was slowly scarring, muscle-growing, it was when the pain was unbearable, and the damn Shu Jinhua actually pressed it for him.

"The injuries are not healed, what are you doing?" The light words floated in his ears, and Shu Jinhua gently pushed Qin Su, glaring at Qin Su coldly.

"Alright." Qin Su opened his eyes and said nonsense, anyway, in his eyes, he had suffered all the injuries in Yan Zòng, and this was indeed a minor injury.

"Okay?" Shu Jinhua raised his eyebrows, and he didn't argue with Qin Su, but just looked at Qin Su's eyes so lightly.

Although the toxin was dissolved a lot by her blood, the poisoning was very deep, and it needed to be well recuperated, and the injuries all over her body were forced to rush to Changbai Guan for treatment, which undoubtedly aggravated a lot, even if Qin Su's recovery ability was strong, he would have to recuperate for a month or two, and it was only two days, okay? (To be continued)

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