For decades, the world has been in the hands of the owner of the gold village, and he has gradually developed a self-respecting and self-righteous character. There are not a few people who want to harm him and replace him, and the young man should have been accustomed to it for a long time, why do you beg me for this little thing?"

Luo Qisheng shook his head again and again to explain: "This assassin is very different from those outlaws in the past, Su Lingyi, a despicable and shameless villain, he actually bought my junior brother to poison my master's refreshment!"

Le Zhengjiao said: "Oh...... So in order to save people, you went to the Demon Palace to ask for an antidote, but you were chased by his Netherworld Eighteen Horsemen to my Yueqin City - driving yourself to the point of nine deaths, and the antidote has never arrived. ”

I heard a little mockery in his words, but because of the great grace of saving his life, he was quite tolerant in his words, and even talked about the so-called great truth in the end.

"If the family teacher is poisoned and dies, the traitors of the Demon Palace will inevitably take advantage of the situation, can the city lord bear to watch them kill and destroy their lives?"

Regarding his almost heartfelt words, Le Zhengjiao just shrugged helplessly: "I really can't bear it...... But I'm not a doctor, and I don't know why the owner is so burdened by poison. ”

As if seeing hope from his words, Luo Qisheng hurriedly added: "The family teacher's place is the Heart-Splitting Gu of the Netherworld Demon Palace, and with his old man's cultivation, he can suppress the toxicity for at least three months. It's only been a month now, and Qi Sheng believes that the city lord must have a way to find the antidote in two months. ”

When the words fell, Le Zhengjiao showed a look of surprise: "After a month, you have been lying here with me for half a month, could it be that the Eighteen Horsemen of the Netherworld have been chasing you for half a month?"

"Yes. Luo Qisheng nodded without hesitation.

A sense of admiration secretly rose in Le Zhengjiao's heart, this young man was only in his twenties, and it was a feat that he could deal with such a brutal and murderous person for half a month.

In front of him, he looks like before......

He would rather endure the risk of being chased and killed than flee back to the Golden Sword Villa, which should be to protect the safety of his master and brothers.

With a very fast speed to retract his admiration, Le Zheng asked with a smile: "Why do you think I have the ability to help your master detoxify?"

"Just because you can make Yueqin City rise from the ground and make a name for yourself in the deserted territory, just because you can keep Yueqin City safe and sound for decades. ”

Luo Qisheng's dark eyes had a touch of blue, and what he said was not all out of compliment, most of it was out of admiration.

Walking slowly to the table, Le Zhengjiao picked up a pen and wrote a line of text on the paper, and said while writing: "The only solution to the Heart-Splitting Gu is to fight poison with poison, if you want to save people, you must know what kind of poison the poisoner uses to make Gu, and the slightest mistake will cause irreparable consequences."

But there are so many poisons in the world that can control Gu, and it is too late to try the same, and the road of configuring the antidote by yourself is afraid that it will not work. ”

Luo Qisheng "chuckled" in his heart, and the corners of his mouth twitched twice unconsciously: "Is there really no other way? The family teacher only has two months, and every day that passes is close to death. ”

Le Zheng said without raising his head: "If the Venerable Master is lucky enough, it is not impossible to succeed in the configuration at one time." In addition, you can only go to the door again to find Su Lingyi to find an antidote. ”

Luo Qisheng, who was standing in place, slowly turned his gaze to the hoopoe sword in his hand, and Le Zhengjiao saw through his intention at a glance.

The saber is the most cherished thing of the nihilistic person, and he will not easily leave his hand, and now he is willing to exchange the saber for the antidote, Le Zhengjiao can't help but be moved by his filial piety, but there is a trace of heartache inside.

Divine weapons are not unattractive to him, but he will never win the love of people, let alone the things of a close friend.

With his eyes like a torch, he pulled it out one step ahead of the sword owner, and Luo Qisheng, who didn't know why, stepped out of instinct to stop it, although he didn't stop Le Zhengjiao from drawing his sword, but he also watched the hoopoe fall off from his hand.

When the crisp sound ended, Le Zhengjiao couldn't help but feel a tightening in his heart, and his face also showed a opposite expression, and he said in his heart: "This Ziguo is a genius in cultivation, and even Xiao Ran doesn't have the ability to make me take the sword out of my hand...... Don't let him be injured in the hands of Ah Yi's bastard boy. ”

It's just that this expression went too fast, and it didn't enter anyone's eyes, and when the four eyes met, they smiled: "Don't be nervous." ”

With reverence, Le Zhengjiao stretched out his hand to the hilt of the sword again, but was accidentally scratched at the moment when he raised the sword, and a drop of blood slipped from his fingertips to the floor.

Another drop of blood dripped behind the sword and disappeared with lightning speed, and the white sword body was exchanged for Le Zhengjiao's admiration: "The soldier is not bloody, this sword fruit is extraordinary." ”

Gritting his teeth, Luo Qisheng knelt down as if he had made up his mind: "The city lord is a genius in the world, if you are willing to save the life of the family teacher, Qisheng is willing to give this sword as a thank you gift!"

Le Zhengjiao ignored his words, just saw the time and threw the sword in his hand into the air, and at the same time flicked his sleeves and flipped the bookshelf beside Luo Qisheng.

Immediately, an imperceptible smile appeared on his face.

Luo Qisheng hurriedly put his elbow against the bookshelf to straighten it, and with his other hand, he quickly held the vertically descending hoopoe, which was amazingly fast.

Le Zhengjiao's move was too sudden, Luo Qisheng, who only held the edge of the hilt of the sword, frowned, his body was half-bent, and the hand holding the sword was trembling slightly, and the heavy sword body could be taken off at any time.

Just when Luo Qisheng was about to give up, Le Zhengjiao kicked the tip of the sword just right.

With the help of the nobles, Luo Qisheng straightened up without much effort: "Thank you, Lord City." ”

Le Zhengjiao raised his eyebrows lightly: "I never try other people's martial arts, you are the second." ”

Memories instantly swept through his brain, and Luo Qisheng asked tentatively, "The first one is the girl I saw at the door of the guest room?"

Le Zhengjiao gave an affirmative answer without hesitation: "Her name is Le Zhengyi, and she is my daughter." Eighteen years old, youth is good. Although our Yiyi is not a country and a city, she is also a rare beautiful woman, and vulgar fans cannot be compared with us. ”

After the introduction, he, who was the deed father, couldn't help laughing, and stared at Luo Qisheng with a pair of big eyes.

For some reason, he just wanted to tease this young man, and the other party took the initiative to mention that Le Zhengyi happened to give him the opportunity to play on the topic.

Sure enough, Luo Qisheng lowered his eyelids in embarrassment: "It's not a kiss, the city lord really doesn't have to, you don't have to ......."

Holding back the desire to laugh, Le Zhengjiao straightened his clothes in a fake manner: "The little girl is still young, I still want to keep her for a few more years, and the young man thinks too much." ”

Seeing that Luo Qisheng breathed a sigh of relief, Le Zhengjiao handed over the Danqing on the table: "Luo Shaoxia, are you interested in taking a look at this thing?"

Before he received it in his hand, Luo Qisheng's eyes widened: "What is this? The round head and big mouth look very cute, but why are its limbs so short?"

Le Zhengjiao smiled and waved his hand: "I also think this little thing is very cute, but I haven't seen a monster similar to it when I look through the original Book of Mountains and Seas, it should just be a graffiti work of the little girl in her spare time." ”

Meekly handed Danqing back, and Luo Qisheng hugged a fist with apologies: "I almost injured the eldest lady by mistake, and I hope that the city lord will add more Haihan." ”

A flash of worry appeared on Le Zhengjiao's face: "Don't mind, now that your serious injury has healed, it's time to go back." ”

"Please think twice about the city lord and save the life of the family teacher!" Luo Qisheng's eyes gradually grew some tears in the corners of his eyes, which showed that he had a deep master-apprentice relationship with Jin Shu.

The knock on the door sounded just right, and Le Zhengjiao took advantage of the situation to make a "please" action: "You might as well go back to the guest room to rest for a while, and I'll think about it seriously before replying." ”

"Yes, Qisheng retired first. ”

When Luo Qisheng went out, he passed by the oncoming girl, and a strange and familiar feeling came to his mind, which made him forget to ask the girl if he was hurt by himself.

By the time he came back to his senses, the door to the study had already been closed.

Le Zhengjiao sat behind the screen, holding a stack of papers with the poems he had previously recited in his room.

In front of the screen is a girl who has just started, she shares a body with Le Zhengjiao's daughter Le Zhengyi, she has the same face and figure, but she has a completely different temperament in the depths of her soul.

After glancing at the weeping cloud beads on the girl's waist, the expression on Le Zhengjiao's face immediately became serious: "Since you're here, please sit down!"

After sitting down, the girl asked softly, "Are you surprised that Yiyi didn't come?"

"I know it's you. Le Zheng replied without raising his head, and his eyes never left the stack of papers in his hand.

Pursing her lips, the girl smiled: "Okay, okay." ”

As if he didn't hear this sentence clearly, Le Zhengjiao gently put the paper on the table, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows showed a sense of loss: "This is the music score you wrote?

"Does the lord of the castle want to listen to the truth?"

"Speak!"

After a long sigh, the girl said, "Actually...... I take everything you say to heart very carefully, always keep my ears in mind, and dare not slack off on a word. ”

Le Zhengjiao asked patiently: "If you really take my words to heart, what is the matter with this score? This is not the method I taught you to compose music." ”

The smile on the girl's face stopped abruptly: "If I write well, you will only say one word 'good' at most." If I don't write well, you have to talk to me at least three or five sentences.

If you say one more word to me, I will rejoice a little more. Maybe you won't believe it, but my boring day was spent happily by your three or five sentences. ”

There is a kind of person in this world who is born sentimental, surrounded by loneliness, and outsiders who don't know the truth still insist on casting envious eyes on her.

Whenever a lonely person tells others about his loneliness, most of them don't believe it.