Mu Jinghong found that Ling Jiantong had seen his appearance through the bronze mirror, he hurriedly reached out to cover her eyes, hugged her into his arms, and said softly: "Eyes, don't be afraid, this is all temporary, I will go to Feixue immediately now and bring you the antidote, you wait for me, okay?" ”

Ling Jiantong's hand groped, clenched his wrist tightly, and his voice trembled very closely: "Jinghong, I'm afraid, can't I come back?" ”

"No, there is an antidote, you will be fine in no time, trust me." Mu Jinghong held Ling Jiantong's face, his eyes were full of perseverance and determination.

Ling Jiantong's eyes dodged around, she didn't want to see her twilight appearance from Mu Jinghong's eyes, old and ugly, not worthy of him at all.

"Will Blizzard easily come up with an antidote?" She muttered, this is what she is most worried about, after all, Feixue is because of Situ Qianchen, so she attacked her, and she also knows how terrible it will be once a woman is jealous.

Mu Jinghong stroked Ling Jiantong's cheek with his fingertips, revealing an indifferent smile, wanting to reassure her: "The antidote, I will get it no matter what, eyes, lie here obediently, I will come back in half an hour." ”

"Last time you said it was half an hour, but I waited until the evening." Ling Jiantong was slightly crying.

"This time is different, nothing is more important than my eyes, I will be back."

Mu Jinghong persuaded Ling Jiantong, and then got up and ordered his subordinates to move the bronze mirror out of the room, Ye Zhengbai was a little uneasy, after all, Feixue's martial arts should not be underestimated.

"Third brother, I'll go with you."

Mu Jinghong glanced sideways at Ling Jiantong, shook his head and said, "Big brother, you stay in the house, I may be more at ease, and my eyes will be handed over to you." ”

Ye Zhengbai nodded: "Okay, go and come back quickly." ”

Mu Jinghong went out of the gate of the house, turned over and got on the horse, and went to the post house as fast as possible, and the figure who had been guarding the eaves for a long time saw Mu Jinghong walking away, and the corners of his mouth pulled up a meaningful smile.

Ye Zhengbai didn't expect that Mu Jinghong didn't have to go long before the red-clothed man in the Seven Star Cabinet had the audacity to find the house.

Ye Zhengbai was afraid that Ling Jiantong would be hurt, so he hurriedly closed the door, and he took the Qinggan Sword to the courtyard and started a fight with the man in red.

After a hundred moves, although it was difficult to distinguish between them, Ye Zhengbai clearly felt that the sword qi of the man in red today was significantly weaker by one level compared to that day, but it was still strong and should not be underestimated.

The man in red waved the Qingye sword, and it had already reached the Qinggan sword held by Ye Zhengbai, and the two swords collided together, which immediately aroused fire.

Under the water-patterned mask, the eyes of the man in red were half-narrowed, and he was about to fight to the death with Ye Zhengbai.

Inside the house, Ling Jiantong, who had been in a coma, heard the sound of fighting outside, and suddenly woke up, she propped up half of her body, and through the window, she could faintly see a red figure entangled with Ye Zhengbai.

Her heart sank, and she got out of bed in a trance, and the moment the door opened, the sunlight shone in, and Ling Jiantong's eyes turned white in an instant.

Ye Zhengbai looked back and saw Ling Jiantong standing at the door of the room, he was distracted by worry, and the man in red took the opportunity to kick Ye Zhengbai's chest, and then flew straight to stab Ling Jiantong who was standing at the door!

"Miss Ling, be careful!" Ye Zhengbai fell to the ground, the blood line at the corner of his mouth was left, but he couldn't care about it.

Ling Jiantong heard Ye Zhengbai's voice, and her eyes suddenly turned, but she found when the blade of the red-clothed man flew towards her!

Ling Jiantong's mouth opened wide, and his legs kept nailing in place.

"Poof"

The blade of the sword plunged into her right shoulder, and the hot blood splashed on Ling Jiantong's cheek, her brain went blank, and when her eyes returned to clarity, she clearly saw that it was Situ Qianchen who was standing in front of her!

Ling Jiantong opened his mouth slightly, and could only watch as the blood red stained his clothes, splashed to the ground, and bloomed red lotus.

"Second brother" Ye Zhengbai obviously didn't expect Situ Qianchen to appear at this time, he frowned, and was about to step forward, but the man in red didn't give him any chance, with a wave of his robe, several masked cloaked people jumped down from the eaves, and grabbed Ye Zhengbai's arm and made him kneel on the ground, unable to move.

The man in red withdrew the blade, and Situ Qianchen's body suddenly lost its fulcrum and fell into Ling Jiantong's arms.

"Situ ......" Her white hair fell to the ground, stained with his blood, and it was very obvious for a while.

"Situ" Ling Jiantong hugged him with his arms and called softly over and over again.

Situ Qianchen's brows furrowed, he took out a transparent neck bottle from his arms and handed it to Ling Jiantong's palm: "Antidote, cut pupils, you hurry up and take it." ”

Ling Jiantong's little hand desperately covered the bleeding wound, how could she refuse to take the antidote first, she didn't want him to die, all the debts, she could use time to pay them off slowly, but only this dead debt, how could she afford it?

"Situ, you can't die, have you heard it, you can't die!"

Ye Zhengbai saw that Situ Qianchen was in a state where he was about to faint, and his strength to struggle became greater: "Second brother! Let me go! ”

The man in red put the blood-stained Qingye sword back into the scabbard, and then handed it to the people around him a look, and then three cloaked people came up, forcibly pulled Ling Jiantong and Situ Qianchen apart, and performed light skills, leaving the Seven Kings' Mansion.

"Second brother! Miss Ling! Ye Zhengbai screamed and wanted to catch up, but the cloaked man behind him had already put a knife on his neck, and Ye Zhengbai's eyes were dark, and he fell crooked in the corridor.

In the main hall of the Seven Star Cabinet, Situ Qianchen was taking off the bloodstained clothes on his body and bandaging the wound that was still bleeding with the golden medicine, while the red-clothed man who was standing at the foot of the steps, bowing his head, also took off the cloak on his body, and the water-veined mask was removed, revealing a face with a slight vicissitudes of life.

Situ Qianchen glanced at him: "Xuanshen, you really repay and report, I stabbed you with a sword, and now you have returned it to me intact." ”

Xuanshen clenched his fists and shook his head: "The subordinates don't dare, but the lord ordered it before, and this sword must be realistic." ”

Realistic? If the sword of Xuanshen is used a little harder, then Situ Qianchen's arm will probably be wasted.

"If it weren't for you helping me get the Qingye Sword, I might have killed you today."

Xuanshen didn't have the slightest wave on his face, he just knelt down on one knee silently: "My life has long been the Lord's, since the Lord wants to take it back, then Xuanshen will give it to the Lord." ”

Situ Qianchen snorted coldly, this is a beautiful thing to say, but what about the reality?

That's it, now is the time to employ people, spare his life, and continue to work for the Seven Star Cabinet.

Situ Qianchen asked while bandaging the wound: "Can the antidote be taken for the pupil cut?" ”

"According to the Lord's orders, the antidote has been given to Miss Ling, and the toxicity has been removed."

Situ Qianchen took the handkerchief for a moment, and the next moment he casually threw the bloody one into the basin, got up and walked down the steps, he was always at ease, it was better to take a look in person.

When he brushed the Xuanshen, his footsteps paused, and then his eyes fell, and he saw that the Qingye Sword was still hanging from Xuanshen's waist, he took the Qingye Sword in his hand with one hand, and he looked at the expressionless Xuanshen: "Wipe the sword clean and put it in my room." ”

"Yes, Lord."

Situ Qianchen gave him one last meaningful look, then walked around the screen and walked towards the courtyard behind.

The years were quiet, Ling Jiantong lay quietly on the bed, and Situ Qianchen deliberately added a little ** to the antidote, so that Ling Jiantong would not wake up so quickly while detoxifying.

Situ Qianchen slowly sat beside her, looked at her scattered long ink-colored hair, drank the antidote, and her appearance really recovered.

He couldn't even remember how long it had been since he had been alone like this.

His warm palm touched her cheek, and his gaze softened, and she slept peacefully, defenseless as if she were a child.

He originally got the antidote from Baizhu and wanted to send it to the Seven Kings' Mansion, but after thinking about it, he changed his mind.

Maybe it's selfish, he just wants to keep her by his side for a while.

They have been apart for half a year, and the number of times they have seen each other is only a handful, let alone talking.

Every time he could only be in the corner, watching her and Mu Jinghong love each other in the Seven Kings' Mansion, the smile on her face was in the Zhenguo Mansion, which he had never seen before.

He understands that it is a feeling of happiness, but that feeling, why does he only show his face when he is with Mu Jinghong?

He didn't even believe that she would abandon him in a short period of time and fall in love with someone else.

Without her, without Situ Qiannan's Zhenguo Mansion, it was as cold as an ice cellar, he was trapped in it, and only hatred accompanied him all day long, he was really fed up.

If he turns back now, she will still come back to him, can they still be the same as before?

Situ Qianchen's eyes were deep, and his fingertips rubbed her cheeks: "Cut pupils, you are mine, no one will snatch you away from my hands, you wait for me, and when I bring down Mu Zhen, you will return to me, okay?" ”

Ling Jian's eyelashes trembled slightly, but he still slept soundly.

Situ Qianchen leaned down and imprinted a kiss on her lips, very lightly, like treating the best and most precious treasure in the world.

The corners of his lips curled, and he got up and turned away.

The room where Ling Jiantong lives now is exactly the same as the one arranged by the Zhenguo Mansion, Situ Qianchen even planted a pear blossom tree in the courtyard for her, and the flower bones have grown in the treetops, thinking that if the weather is a little warmer, perhaps, it will bloom.

He thought that when Ling Jiantong moved in, he would be able to see the snow-white pear blossoms in the yard, and when that time came, he could accompany her to chat and paint under the tree, and when that time came, she could also snuggle up in his arms and show that happy smile.

Ling Jiantong, everything in this world, as long as you want, our Situ Qianchen can give you the best.