(one hundred and six) drunkenness

Mo Qingqian turned his back to Ling Wuxin, and didn't see him wipe off the mouthful of blood he had just spit out with his sleeve.

Ling Wuxin endured the stinging pain in his heart, got up and pulled Mo Qingqian: "This poison is no longer a cure, this Mu family is no longer alive, let's leave now." ”

Mo shook off his hand lightly: "Ling Wuxin, I know what you're worried about, but I've made up my mind, you can't bear to see me fall into the chaos of this rivers and lakes, and I can't see you die in this incurable poison." ”

With her resolute appearance, Ling Wuxin understood that she was as smart as her, even if she could see through this trap, she would jump down willingly.

If a person's heart can be like this, what more can a husband ask for.

"Okay, whether it's a human tomb or a ghost tomb, this son will accompany you to break through."

Gong Wuyuan saw that Mo Qingqian could treat her like this, even if she was poisoned by the heart, she could still not give up, and she was a little envious, if someone could treat her like this...... Thinking of this, she inexplicably thought of Mu Zuochen, and stopped again, they were doomed to be impossible.

"Don't act rashly, there are still a lot of people in the Mu family now, and after the four families get together this time, we will think about it in the long run." The palace black kite looked at Mo lightly.

"Well, I understand, then we won't disturb my sister to rest."

Mo Qingqian sent Ling Wuxin back to Qihui Hall, where he lived, administered injections to him, and gave him Yuqing pills to temporarily relieve his pain, and waited until he fell asleep before leaving.

On the way back to Yingxue Pavilion, because she was worried about Ling Wuxin's poison, the whole person was a little depressed, and she was seen by Shi Yixiu.

At night, she sat in a daze under the pavilion in the courtyard, completely ignoring the surrounding scenery, thinking about how to save Ling Wuxin, and how to make the four families willing to take out the scroll, whether they were looking for the truth about the extermination of the clan, or had they fallen into the trap of Beirao......

As soon as a sigh fell, I saw Shi Yixiu coming towards her with two wine jugs, dressed in a white gown, with a silver-gray belt tied around her waist, wide sleeves, and spotless. It seems to be a little less than when I first met, and I haven't seen him much these days.

She suddenly remembered that Shi Yixiu was also poisoned by the burial heart, and he didn't seem to be affected by the poison, this is not clear, he is ruthless in his heart.

Soul Locking Nail, Mo Qingqian felt for the first time that this was actually a good thing, if he could find the person who placed the nail......

She shook her head again, it was obvious that the person who used the Soul Locking Nail to manipulate Bei Rao behind the scenes was a person who had done all kinds of bad things, how could she expect such a method to kill Ling Wuxin.

After thinking about it, Shi Yixiu had already come to Mo Qingqian's side.

"Coincidentally, today, seeing you leave from Qihui Hall, it seems that there is something worrying, the ancients said: How to solve the worries, only Du Kang. I don't know if I can enjoy the light from the girl? ”

Drunk and misguided, Mo Qingqian never thought that wine was a good thing, he had been in the mountains with the master for ten years, but from time to time the old man drank alone on the top of the mountain, she was particularly puzzled, how the bitter and sour taste made people unable to let go.

The things on his mind are at a loss, so he takes the wine of Shi Yixiu lightly.

"Can this wine really relieve sorrows?" Raised her head and drank a big sip, the hot and choked taste, which made her unable to adapt for a while, "cough cough ......"

When she had calmed down, she gulped down the whole pot again. The blush on his face gradually appeared, his chest was warm, and Shi Yixiu in front of him seemed to be swaying for a while, but his consciousness was still quite clear.

It turns out that drinking wine is such a taste, and after all the wine is sorrowful, I can relieve my sorrows, and the feeling at the bottom of my heart becomes clearer and clearer.

Mo Qingqian stretched out his hand to get the remaining pot of wine, but was stopped by Shi Yixiu, thinking that he wanted to keep it for himself, so he asked, "Wine, is there anything else?" ”

She has a smile on her face, her face is like a peach and plum, her eyes are like silk, and her voice is not as cold as usual, but a little soft and glutinous.

I didn't expect her to be like this when she was drunk, just like when Yixiu saw her smile for the first time, he felt like he was enchanted, his eyes couldn't take his eyes off, he let go of his hand, and handed her another pot of wine.

Watching her laugh, watching her drink like this, not having to make a defensive gesture, facing everyone with a cold face.

The stabbing pain in his chest soon followed, and he would rather be in pain like this than see her smile.

After Shi Yixiu finished drinking the wine he brought, he called the girl in the courtyard to bring her wine, and in a blink of an eye, several wine jugs had rolled off the ground.

"Is it really the first time you have drunk alcohol, who would drink like you, it's strange if you're not drunk." Shi Yixiu said with a smile.

Mo Qing's eyes were blank, and he wanted to reach out to pick up the wine jug, but his feet were unstable and he fell down, and the moment she fell to the ground, Shi Yixiu pulled her up with one hand and protected her in his arms.

Looking down at this drunken man, he was already unconscious.

People who practice martial arts are the most taboo, if they are not sober at all times, I am afraid that they will not know how many times they have been plotted.

Shi Yixiu couldn't guess what was going on in her heart that made her so worried and ruined?

"Burial Heart...... The funeral ...... "Mo was drunk lightly, and he was vague about something.

And these, word for word, were heard in Shi Yixiu's ears, like a stormy wave, and his eyes suddenly became ruthless.

It's this poison, it's this poison, she's worried about this poison.

Shi Yixiu immediately thought of Ling Wuxin, the person who could make her worry was afraid that it was not herself, but Ling Wuxin.

Looking at her who had fallen asleep, the tears in the corners of her eyes had not fallen, Shi Yixiu wanted to raise her hand to wipe it away, but her hand stopped halfway and hung down, her Adam's apple surged, her breathing became unsmooth, and the pain in her heart became stronger for a while.

He hugged Mo Qingqian with his heart, and his palms were already full of sweat. It's not that he hasn't been in contact with women before, but now the person in his arms is a person who can make his heart poisonous, and he has never felt it, both heartwarming and heartache, it will be such an experience.

Although he knew that she was already drunk, Shi Yixiu still tried to control the ups and downs of his breathing, afraid that his movements would be too big and alarm the drunk chatter in his arms.

Closed his eyes and stabilized his mind, his face lost his warm smile, his eyes didn't dare to look at the person in his arms anymore, he got up with her in his arms and walked towards the house where she lived, every step was like walking on his heart.

He put the person on the bed and gently covered her with the bedding, without even raising the slightest wind. After everything was done, Shi Yixiu didn't leave in a hurry, and stayed for a quarter of an hour to make sure that she was asleep, then turned around and walked outside the door.

At this time, no one should come to hurt her, but he was just worried and didn't dare to leave, and guarded her drunk all night, he covered his chest and hurt all night......

Mo Qingqian was drunk for the first time, and he was not as happy as people did, and he woke up feeling unwell, with a splitting headache, and his mouth was hoarse and dry, like a fire burning in his throat.

When I wanted to get up, I heard a slight movement outside the door.

"Who?" In the blink of an eye, he had already figured out the silver needle to make a defensive gesture.