I don't know why I would see her memories of the past in my mind when I was tasting Hua's blood. It wasn't until a long time later, when I was having tea with Lao Jun that he said to me: "Probably yes, love is deep, love is good." ”

Therefore, in the depths of love, even the flesh and blood body have been infiltrated one by one, as if unforgettable. In the final analysis, it is Zhuohua's deep affection.

But since ancient times, the love is deep and shallow, the fate has not arrived, and the lovesickness is in vain.

This Shenjun was stunned, and suddenly realized that the remaining blood in his mouth flowed down the corners of his mouth and dripped to my front, and a group of small peach blossoms surrounded me and tore my clothes, all of them lost their faces, and cried loudly.

My heart was stirred by the bitter smell of blood, and I struggled to hold my mind and recite the formula, and the crimson elixir slowly emerged from my body to my lips, and I shook my head: "Give Zhuohua." ”

The elixir obeyed my wishes and floated to the lips of the scorching flower, and a mist of blood came out from the surface of the elixir and slowly seeped into her lips.

The bitter taste dissipated somewhat, and the sword wound around her waist gradually healed.

The bleeding was stopped.

But those little peach blossoms cried even harder. I fainted, and I almost fell to the ground. Stretched out his hand and touched a handful of tears, but more tears welled up, "Even if my act of saving people is so righteous and awe-inspiring, you will not be so grateful." ”

After saying that, he really fell to the ground.

The little peach blossom that held me also touched a handful of tears: "The palace master's blood has stopped, and we are crying with joy!" ”

…… A pack of white-eyed wolves.

I had a long, long dream, and the dream was full of burning flowers.

Sometimes, we comfort ourselves that we can't get out of those sad dreams, it's just a dream, don't feel bad.

But we know very well that this is not a dream.

The brown blood wrapped in withering bitterness poured up, a little more bitter than the decoction I had used for tens of thousands of years, and countless pictures appeared in my mind, one by one, which made people's hearts throb. I shouted, "Zhuohua, Zhuohua." ”

But she couldn't hear it.

Outside the window, the night rain was pouring down, and she let the quilt roll up and sit on the bed, timidly like a rice ball wrapped in dumpling leaves, only revealing the white and tender sharp corners. Shao Yin, who had just kissed her, was sad at the moment about how to explain to her what love between men and women is.

I looked at Shao Yin's appearance, and I actually hoped that he would always be Shao Yin, always be.

But he ...... Why do you look exactly like my master......

If it weren't for the stubble of Qianyan and Jian Rong, I would probably comfort myself: they just look alike, how can they be the same immortal. But now...... But I don't dare to categorically deny that he has nothing to do with my master......

He wiped the hair of the people in the bed with a plain silk, and said, "I am not a bird, and you are not a bird...... But we're like the birds, just in a different way than the birds......"

Don't say that the people in the bed can't understand, and even I, an outsider who should be clear, can't hear it in a daze. This Shao Yin, oh no, he is possible...... It's my teacher, but he's a nerd.

Usually this nerd will automatically evolve into two kinds after encountering love, one is the one who becomes clever and transparent after meeting his sweetheart, and the other is the one who is still dumbfounded after exchanging feelings with his sweetheart, which is more difficult to invade than a thousand-year-old elm pimple. The latter is truly the best among nerds, the pride of the nerd world.

Unfortunately, Shao Yin is the best among these nerds, the pride of the nerd world. explained that such a pass was very useful, and this Shenjun thought that Shao Yin should hug it directly and kiss her again. Well, practice has been true since ancient times.

But Shaoyin, as a qualified nerd, An An stopped touching her, pinched the pen and paper, turned his head to her, and began to name his sweetheart: "The peach is dying, scorching its flower, do you like the name Zhuohua?" ”

The people in the bed couldn't read a few words at all, but they excitedly fished Shao Yin's head, leaned up, rolled their eyes twice, and learned from Shao Yin's appearance just now, timidly bit his lip and sucked it timidly, in order to express his joy.

The pen and paper in Shaoyin's hand suddenly fell.

He was stunned.

And this Shenjun is even more stunned than Shao Yin - this, this Zhuohua actually understands?! Just this idiot's confused words that can't be seen before and after the village, Zhuohua actually understands it and will apply it at once?!