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#唐轩*Murong Xi#

Willingly, I will transform into a human and melt you all into your bones.

[a]

It was dark in front of him, and the stinging pain around his body made Tang Xuan very unbearable, the damp breath in the cave penetrated into his muscles and veins, and something was crawling wantonly at the wound on his back, itchy, very cold.

A bonfire was lit at his side.

His eyes turned a beating bright yellow, and the music came to his ears hoarse and jerky—the skills of the were really poor, and the sound of the flute used was extremely shabby.

Tang Xuan couldn't help frowning—why was he lying here?

Three months ago, it was his Great Heavenly Tribulation, and he had to suffer from the Nine Heavens of Thunder before he could take off his mortal body and incarnate into a divine sword, and he was no longer restrained. In order to prevent harm to others and attract immortal cultivators, he deliberately sought out this pure mountain range.

Because of the nine days of thunder, half of the meridians in Tang Xuan's body were shattered, and his spiritual power was greatly dissipated, and then he fell off the cliff, and he couldn't recover after cultivating in the cave for several days, so he could only turn into a human form.

When did that man come?

He didn't know.

Tang Xuan's brows became tighter and tighter, a burst of qi and blood surged in his heart, the sound of the flute stopped suddenly, the sound of clothes started, something soft kept caressing his chest, and a sweet and anxious voice sounded in his ears: "Don't ...... Don't move! ”

"Hmm."

Tang Xuan raised his hand, and a hand that was so white that it was bloodless grasped the panicked wrist, and the pain made the person tremble involuntarily.

"You ......"

Tang Xuan raised his eyes, and what he saw was a pair of smart water eyes, because of the sudden change, the eyes were shocked by the water, and there was not only horror in them, but also surprise that could not be concealed.

Tang Xuan frowned, lowered his eyes and looked at the faint blue scales that appeared on the back of the hand where he grabbed her wrist, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Human, you are not qualified to touch this king."

He raised his hand and shook the hand in front of him away.

Inadvertently lowering his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the carefully wrapped gauze on his body, and the medicinal fragrance on her hand was exactly the same as on it.

[two]

"This king said that you are not qualified to touch this king, human beings."

Facing the little girl who came to give her medicine, Tang Xuan frowned in extreme resistance, leaning back slightly, unwilling to turn his injured back to her.

Because of this action, the wound behind him was stretched, and the dark red blood passed through the gauze, and Tang Xuan couldn't help frowning because of the sting, but he gritted his teeth and didn't make the slightest sound.

Murong Xi raised his eyes and caught a glimpse of his pale face and sweaty appearance, and couldn't help frowning, such a drama happened almost every day when the dressing was changed.

He was so awkward that he refused to take the medicine every time, and he couldn't help himself every time.

"Yes, yes, your old man is very noble." Murong Xi shook his head helplessly, but he forcibly took out a silver needle to seal his acupoints, dismantled the gauze, and deliberately strengthened the force when applying the medicine, which made Tang Xuan's face pale again.

Tang Xuan gasped: "You dare to ......"

"If you don't use force, let the medicine in, how can your old man get better faster?" Murong Xi turned his head sideways and said the truth, so that Tang Xuan couldn't refute it, so he had to grit his teeth and freeze in place.

"Why save me?"

Murong Xi rolled his eyes, poked his shoulder a few times, and said, "The doctor is benevolent, the doctor is benevolent!" ”

Tang Xuan didn't speak, Murong Xi washed the newly picked wild fruits in the basket and handed them to Tang Xuan. The man frowned and snorted coldly, "How did this kind of thing get into the eyes of this king?" ”

Murong Xi gritted his teeth, picked up a fruit and gnawed it three times angrily, puffed out his cheeks and said, "Don't eat and pull down!" ”

After speaking, Murong Xi left the cave without looking back and went up the mountain to collect medicine. Tang Xuan couldn't help but lose his mind when he saw the brilliance reflected by the undried dew on the wild fruit in the dim sunlight.

Weird girl...... Even if he repeatedly refused, she always protected herself. Tang Xuan raised his hand, looked at the faint blue scales on his arm, and pursed his lips silently.

When Murong Xi came back, Tang Xuan was no longer the embarrassed appearance he had before, a soaring dragon was embroidered with silver thread on his newly changed dark blue robe, and his long feather-like hair was scattered softly on his shoulders.

He raised his eyes and looked at the shocked look on Murong Xi's face.

"You?" Murong Xi stumbled, unable to say a word for a long time, Tang Xuan raised his eyebrows, but there was a quiet red in front of him: "You saved this king, and this king should pay you back at your request." ”

Murong Xi was stunned again, his eyes rolled, and he hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the corner of Tang Xuan's clothes and said with a smile: "You accompany me to the market, there are lanterns today, how boring it is for me to go alone, it is better for you to accompany me." ”

[three]

Until he was already standing on the long street, Tang Xuan didn't react. He has always hated human touch, how he was dragged to the market at the foot of the mountain by Murong Xi step by step.

Perhaps because of the Lantern Festival, there are still many people on the street, merchants and vendors shouting, the aroma of food fills the tip of the nose, and the lights are shining in front of you.

Murong Xi dragged the distracted Tang Xuan around, Tang Xuan lowered his eyes and looked at the fair-skinned and delicate hand that was tugging at the corner of his clothes, full of medicinal fragrance, and he didn't even have the slightest idea of breaking free.

Tang Xuan frowned, but someone else threw in a handkerchief full of the aroma of fat powder, which made him stare at him in annoyance.

The owner of the handkerchief was a woman in a pink Luo skirt, she looked at Tang Xuan shyly, raised her hand as if she wanted to take back her handkerchief, but Tang Xuan left sideways, and the originally beautifully embroidered handkerchief was also broken in half.

"Human, you are not qualified to touch this king."

The woman in pink was aggrieved for a moment, and tears fell in large and crystalline shapes, Murong Xi noticed that there was something wrong with the person beside her, and hurriedly looked back, but saw Tang Xuan step forward and block her sight.

"Let's go."

"Hey, hey! …… You! Murong Xi frowned, the more curious he was, the more he wanted to look back. But the people behind her pulled her collar more and more strongly and pushed her forward, Murong Xi couldn't resist her, and he simply stopped in place for a while.

"Hmm."

The person behind him was already extremely close to him, and such a stop narrowed the distance between the two, Murong Xi's nose almost hit Tang Xuan's chin, and the collar was pulled a little crooked by Tang Xuan, and he seemed to be able to see something just by lowering his eyes.

Tang Xuan was slightly stunned, not realizing what he had done wrong: "Why did you stop suddenly." ”

Murong Xi didn't answer, but her face became more and more red, she suddenly pulled out her collar from Tang Xuan's hand, and ran in the direction of returning to the mountain without looking back.

Tang Xuan was slightly stunned and looked at his hand that was still holding the gesture of grabbing her collar, only to feel that the person in front of him seemed to be angry.

"But did you make my daughter's family unhappy?" I don't know which family is so short-sighted, I saw Tang Xuan come up to talk in despair, and the fan full of fat powder that he had just brought out from the drunken spring building seemed to unintentionally knock on his shoulder.

"Human!" Tang Xuan resisted the urge to strangle him with his backhand, gritted his teeth and said, "Tell Ben...... Tell me what to do. ”

"This, this is easy to do, give a little gift or something." Na Xuan swallowed his saliva, and the soles of his feet were oiled and wanted to slip away, but Tang Xuan grabbed his collar.

"A small gift?"

"Yes...... Be...... What is the ...... of flowers, jewelry, mansions Target. Then he looked at Tang Xuan's let go of his hand, and his heart jumped, only to sit on the ground in fright after Tang Xuan left.

He rubbed his trembling feet against the ground, trembling his lips and teeth, and exclaimed, "Demon ...... Demon! ”

[four]

"I'll send you."

Tang Xuan led Murong Xi to a bamboo house, and stuffed the jade flute in his hand into Murong Xi's hand: "Flowers and jewelry are too vulgar and not in line with this king." This king sees that you can't get used to living in a mansion, so I'll give you a bamboo house. ”

Murong Xi looked at everything in front of her in a slight stunned, the slightly cool touch in her hand reminded her that everything was real, her eyes were full of smiles, and she turned around and left a fragrant kiss on Tang Xuan's already reddish cheeks.

Tang Xuan was slightly stunned, his fair face was redder than the delicate flowers in front of the bamboo house. He raised his hand to cover the cheek that had been kissed, and his heart was beating wildly.

In the middle of the night, Murong Xi took the jade flute that Tang Xuan gave her and played it on the roof, although the timbre of the flute improved, but the skill of the flute was really urgent, so Tang Xuan couldn't help frowning.

Although helpless, he still fell asleep peacefully in the music.

On the second day, Murong Xi went out to collect medicine as usual, while Tang Xuan sat in front of the bamboo house holding a cup of tea and waited for her to return.

The sun was still shining brightly in the sky, as if time had not passed, there was not even wind around, only the tea in his hand was a little cold reminder to remind Tang Xuan of the passage of time.

"Smack."

The white porcelain teacup in his hand inexplicably took off his hand, splashing him with the tea, the cold tea stains looked a little dazzling in the sun, Tang Xuan frowned and wanted to go back to change his clothes, but he almost tripped over his robe.

Disturbed.

Tang Xuan touched his heart.

He has already flown as a dragon, and the more advanced the demon beast, the stronger his instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm. I am so uneasy, I am afraid that something bad will happen.

Murong Xi.

Tang Xuan was taken aback.

He took a deep breath and reminded himself not to think too much. But the feeling of trepidation in his heart almost suffocated him! Tang Xuan clenched his fists and smashed into the stone table next to the bamboo house.

The wind stirred up, but it didn't bring up a blade of grass!

Tang Xuan was shocked again!

Here's a formation!

It's the little four elephant arrays of immortal cultivators!

Tang Xuan frowned, looking at everything around him, but found that the formation that could be easily solved on weekdays made him busy at this time, Tang Xuan was like a headless fly, unable to find the array eye to scurry.

The anxiety in his heart was like a fire, like an ant, like a poisonous snake, burning inch by inch, gnawing and paralyzing his last sanity!

Murong Xi ......

Murong Xi!

[five]

Yuehua has already gone to the branches.

Murong Xi's corpse was already cold, and even the blood around it was already cold. The bloody aura was entangled with the faint medicinal fragrance on her body, leaving only the last smell of nothingness.

Murong Xi frowned, clenching the blood-stained jade flute in his hand that was broken into two sections.

Tang Xuan's footsteps stumbled slightly.

He raised his hand and gently embraced the already stiff girl into his arms, the cold blood staining his robe black, and his long feather-like hair slid down his shoulders, covering almost all of his face.

Tang Xuan's body couldn't help but tremble.

The air was as quiet as the sound of the dust he stirred up as he shivered and collided with each other.

The moonlight illuminated Tang Xuan's figure miserably, and the tears on Murong Xi's face reflected the light, reflecting Tang Xuan's bleeding lips biting from death.

[six]

There are dragon clans who make trouble in the human world and kill the immortal cultivators.

Heaven and earth descended, Tang Xuan was sealed by immortality and suffered nine days of thunder here, Murong Xi's grave was full of small purple flowers, and he raised his hand to touch the words engraved on the tombstone little by little.

The tomb of Murong Xi, the wife of the sword spirit Tang Xuan.

"Without you, who will heal my injuries after this thunderstorm?"

Willingly, I will transform into a human and melt you all into your bones.

Writing my name on your tablet is not enough to measure this affection.