The river in the city never cares about the comings and goings of passers-by.

Since then, there has been no wanderer in Shangzhou, and it is difficult to see the face of Meijiaoke who has fallen into the country and the city.

At this moment, the sky is slightly dark, it is difficult to see the red glow, the drizzle is continuous, the drizzle wet clothes are invisible, and the reed flowers fall to the ground and listen to the sound.

The Bailang River was slightly rippling in the wind and rain, and the dilapidated boat had drifted away, but Si Chen, Qin Xuan and Situ Sishi had stood on the trestle by the Bailang River for a long time, their eyes following the lonely sail that had gone away.

Situ Sishi looked at the distant shadow of the ship and whispered:

"There are beautiful and beautiful guests in Fengyue Building, and it is difficult to buy jade and warm incense.

On the first floor of Huibao City, the tongue is like a spring fan.

A gamble on several poor families, the back car pushes the front car overturned.

The fairy in the purple sun sky, the entrance of the danxiang must be amazed.

The Millennium Competition Treasure Pavilion, what's the matter with spending a lot of money.

Flying dragons and beasts are innumerable, and the boat painting boat listens to the rain sleep.

Feel free to wander and forget your hometown when you come to this resort"

She paused for a moment, and said in a daze: "Shangzhou, I don't know when there will be another hard-to-buy wine-jade warm fragrance, I don't know when the people in the city will find out that the wanderer who forgot to return to his hometown has left......"

Seeing Situ Sishi's expression, Si Chen said with relief: "Situ, there is a fate to meet, there is no need to be disappointed......"

Situ Sishi raised her head and raised her eyebrows to look at Si Chen, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and a visible peace of mind in her eyes. The thin rain fell quietly on her hair, face, and clothes.

Si Chen's clothes were in the wind, his posture was proud, and he looked down and smiled at Situ Sishi's bright eyes and bright teeth.

Looking at each other, in this situation, Si Chen couldn't help but think of the first time he and Situ Sishi saw on the trestle, the same trestle, except for the weather, except for the eye-catching Qin Xuan, everything is the same, even his heart at the moment is like a drum, and it coincides with the horror of that day.

Thousands of silver filaments, rippling in the air, misty like a light veil, draped on the vast Bailang River, gently moistening the earth and people's hearts.

The rain falls on the surface of the river, like a dripping jade plate, splashing pearls, and the rain falls on the soil, rolling up a puff of light smoke, blooming into a flower.

The drizzle kept falling, thick and thick, and when the twilight began to slowly fall, it was no longer ugly to see the fine rain.

Qin Xuan's abrupt cough interrupted Si Chen's thoughts.

Situ Sishi calmly turned around and left with Huanting.

Si Chen glanced back at Qin Xuan behind him, and then left.

Qin Xuan looked at the empty Bailang River behind him, sighed, and then hurriedly followed his boss Chen's footsteps.

The huge reed thickets, the crazy reeds growing one by one, the slanting wind and drizzle, the sky is dark, and it is interesting to walk on the muddy land.

It is difficult to see the bright moon tonight, and there is no sporadic starlight.

Situ Sishi and Qin Xuan both took out the Night Pearl to illuminate the way, and the two Night Pearls exuded a faint blue light, which was the only light in this dark land.

Si Chen followed behind Situ Sishi step by step, and his heart was rarely clear. There was a smile on his pale face that he had never even noticed, and if the years were so peaceful forever, he would be willing to indulge in it.

Suddenly, Si Chen felt a dull pain in his heart, his internal organs were numb, the severe pain made his body can't help but be slightly rickety, he staggered forward, his legs were like lead, heavy and difficult to lift, and cold sweat came out fine and dense on his forehead.

Si Chen gritted his teeth and walked forward, his movements became slower and slower, his vision slowly became blurred, and the glow of the night pearl slowly dissipated in his eyes.

Qin Xuan noticed Si Chen's strange appearance and exclaimed, "Si Chen, what's wrong with you?"

Si Chen slowly began to be confused, but in his mind, he suddenly remembered the bewitching face of the Dark Witch. The dull pain in his heart became clearer and clearer, and Si Chen knew that it must be the red pill that had worked in his body that made him so uncomfortable.

At the beginning, Si Chen looked at the red pill in his hand, and felt that the red pill that was like drinking blood, with the temperature of the flame, was a highly poisonous thing, and if the poison did not kill people, he would definitely be tortured.

Now, Si Chen clearly felt the unforgettable pain, and realized how stupid he was at the beginning!

Si Chen snorted, staggered to one knee on the ground, and fell down suddenly, at that moment the heavens and the earth rotated, the light and shadow changed rapidly, his gaze was unfocused, and he looked at the dim sky blankly.

Situ Sishi helped Si Chen up in panic and shouted loudly: "Si Chen! Si Chen ......"

But her anxious voice didn't reach Si Chen's ears for half a minute. His ears were filled with roaring sounds, and he felt his body burn like fire, and Si Chen snorted in pain.

The pain made Si Chen unconscious, he remembered that when he was very young, he lived in the dilapidated library of the Si family, under the high walls, the first survival skill he learned, and he had to learn, was forbearance. At that time, there were only sinister calculations, tedious intrigues, and everywhere danger. Although he had fled from Shudu, the situation he faced was still difficult, even if he saw the wider world beyond the high walls, he was still confused and panicked about the future.

The drizzle was still drizzling, and from the reeds came a heart-rending roar.

Situ Sishi was surprised to find that Si Chen's eyes turned a strange scarlet color, she restrained her panic, tried her best to hold Si Chen's pulse calmly, and felt Si Chen's disordered pulse, she sighed helplessly.

Qin Xuan asked anxiously: "Sister Sisi, Si Chen, what's wrong? Is he in danger of his life......

Situ Sishi frowned, although she knew some medical theories, Si Chen's pulse was not something she could know about the illness at all, she was helpless, and answered Qin Xuan's question in a suppressed voice: "I don't know, I only know that he seems to be poisoned!"

Qin Xuan's eyes widened in surprise, "How could he be so easily poisoned by someone like him as an alchemy genius?"

Situ Sishi shook her head sadly, "For the sake of today, I can only take him back to the National Master's Mansion and ask Grandpa to take a look......"

Suddenly, there was a stumbling movement in the reeds, and Qin Xuan shouted: "Someone is coming!"

Situ Sishi's face was also heavy, and Situ Sishi covered Si Chen's mouth with his hand to prevent his exclamation from alarming the people in the reed.

The burning sensation like fire stimulated every nerve in Si Chen's body, and the soil under him became pitted and undulating because of his struggle.

The rain wet their clothes, and Situ Sishi held Si Chen's hand tightly while covering Si Chen's mouth tightly. Her brow furrowed, and she carefully probed the movement of the reeds, and she clearly felt that a group of men and horses were stealthily approaching them in the cover of the reeds......