Closing the book in his hand, he exhaled deeply, and suddenly grabbed the book in his lap and threw it away!

Whew, this breath is finally gone.

The palm of his hand against his forehead lifted all the hair, and he twisted his eyebrows slightly to show his persistence, but this obsession could not get results, and he wasted his energy to knock these two heavenly books, and it has been three days, but he still can't understand the slightest. It's no wonder that Xiaobai refuses to be angry, he has a breath in his belly, and he doesn't spread this anger for fear that he will do something angry and resentful.

It's just that I pity the book of heaven and bear this unjustified disaster, no!

Dongqing knocked on the door and entered, bent down to pick up the "Shenluo Heavenly Sign" at his feet, patted the dust on the book on the ground, walked to Xiaobai's side and handed it over. "The old man of Guigu wants you to come over. Said lightly.

"Akira. Three days have passed. I have to draw blood again, and I don't understand the sadness of the disabled in the slightest. "When I put the book back on the shelf, I just felt that time was passing in the blink of an eye, and I was extremely indifferent to the horrific concept of blood drawing.

Dongqing pushed Xiaobai out of the study and slowly walked towards the pharmacy where the old man in Guigu was located. "Yes, Akira, three days have passed, and two years have passed. Dong Qing remembered that he had spent two years in this small courtyard, and he didn't know when he would be able to get out of this small courtyard in the Ghost Valley and return to his position, "Alas, what will change in two years......?

Xiaobai was very uninteresting to hear this bitter sigh, smiled lightly, hummed an unknown sample with a pleasant melody, and occasionally spit out a few words of lyrics, but Dongqing was pleased, got rid of all melancholy, and hummed softly with Xiaobai.

"I don't know what song they have sung and sung over the years, and what song they sang rang in their hearts.

I only know that the beauty is better than all the lines of poetry, like a lamp in the wilderness of the night......"

Xiaobai hummed this unknown song softly, noticed Dongqing's emotional changes, and pursed his lips and smiled, as if he had eaten a candy that was sweet to the bottom of his heart. Stupid, naïve. Even when it comes to the son, he can't help but smile.

After helping Xiaobai to the pharmacy, he naturally left. But unexpectedly, today the old man of Guigu stopped himself. Waving to the present, Xiao Bai sat on the mahogany chair at this time, turned his head and glanced at Dongqing suspiciously, what does this old man want Dongqing to do?

After a few words of explanation, the old man of Guigu waved his hand to signal Dongqing to leave. Xiao Bai was keenly aware of the strange expression on Dongqing's face when he turned to leave, and he was a little embarrassed. There was no leisure time to think about other things, the old man of Guigu walked over slowly, and the pressure of the step by step made Xiaobai's whole body tense, as if he was facing a great enemy.

"Look at your unproductive look. Don't be in a hurry for the time being, let's talk. There were no other seats in the pharmacy except for the mahogany chair that Xiaobai was sitting on, and the old man of Guigu lifted the hem of his clothes, bent down and sat on the wheelchair that belonged to Xiaobai, raised his fingers and tapped the armrest, and said calmly.

"What do I have to say to you?" When he was alone with the old man in Guigu, the mask Xiaobai wore was impatient and slightly rampant, giving people the impression that he was young and arrogant, and the dead pig was not boiled. This is very much in line with the heart of a seventeen-year-old boy.

"Actually, sir, I treat you sincerely, why don't you understand my good intentions, sir?" said these words with slight emotional fluctuations in a flat tone, which really made people feel a trace of sincerity.

made an impatient gesture, raised his hand and itched the itch around his neck, tilted his head sideways, completely frivolous, and said with a hint of playfulness in his tone: "Junior, where do I dare to question Mr." ”

The old man of Guigu sneered, pursed his lips without showing his teeth, and pulled the corners of his mouth more and more ill-willed, but in Xiaobai's eyes, he was so hideous. "Do you want to have a free body again?" "Little thumb picked at his ear, turned his head slightly, and his flat expression dropped a heavy bullet.

Xiaobai's very uncompetitive heart thumped violently, and just like that, he quickly restrained his emotions and covered up the horror and incomprehension in his heart. "Will you let me go?" The bland reflection must have failed to satisfy the special pleasure that the old man of the Ghost Valley was pursuing, so the price paid was to make the old man seize the opportunity and take the lead in snatching and smashing Xiaobai's seventeen-year-old mask.

I had to put away the mask that had been broken, smiled elegantly, and was not afraid of the collapse of Mount Tai in front of me without changing my face, this is a temperament without words, putting aside the seventeen-year-old boy, revealing the real or other side behind the mask.

"So disgusted with my small courtyard?I want to leave so much, this is really sad...... "The heartbroken sigh really makes people feel too fake, and they can't do a hundred turns and thousands of times to play, but they just use the level of two taels to make a play of a silver dollar, and they can't do it!

Xiaobai did not hide the disdain in his eyes, provoked the corners of his mouth with disdain, and did not make a sound.

"Three years, you will be free after three years!" The thumb, index finger, ring finger, and three fingers stretched out, emphasizing the importance of three years, and the playfulness was hidden in the eyes, only firmness.

Xiaobai raised his left hand and made the same gesture, raised three fingers in front of his eyes, looked left and right and didn't know where the smile came from, and he was a little playful: "What price do I need to pay?"

Guigu Lao'er put his hand to support his chin, kneaded the white hair under his forehead with three fingers and said: "Obey my orders, absolute obedience, only three short years, but three years of being a chess piece in exchange for eternal freedom, what are the pros and cons, weigh it yourself." Although he squinted, Xiaobai saw a trace of suspicion in it.

When things go wrong, there must be demons.

Xiao Bai continued to look at his fingers, the smile on his face dissipated, and asked as if in contemplation: "Heh, since I stepped into this small courtyard, everything I have no longer belongs to me, the control is completely in your hands, where can I ask me for absolute obedience." Raising his head, the depth in his eyes seemed to see through everything, and he looked at the eyes of the old man in the Ghost Valley.

He took out a five-tube blood vial from the placket of his clothes and said, "I said I wanted you to have five tubes of blood today, would you give it to you?"

Xiaobai did not directly answer this excessive request out of anger, but just stuck his left hand in front of him, slowly withdrew his thumb and index finger, and left only one middle finger straight and straight at the old man of Guigu, speechless to plead, for the middle finger up!

Guessing that this was the result, so the old man of Guigu laughed wantonly, got up from the wheelchair, walked to the side of Siyang Fangding, took off the red wine gourd hanging on it from the ding's ears, shook it almost full, threw it away, and took out the five tubes of blood bottles, thought about it, and pulled back one tube, and threw the four tubes of blood bottles over. Walked a few steps forward, sat back in the wheelchair and took out Zang Feng again, and threw it over.

The things that were thrown over were all picked up by Xiao Bai one by one, shook the four tubes of blood bottles in his hand, picked out one tube and threw it directly on the ground! The fragile bottles were shattered one after another, and before Xiao Bai could enjoy the pleasure of this wanton act, he was immediately hit in the chest by a tube of blood bottles. He immediately raised his head and looked over.

"Four bottles, one bottle can't be missing, you can drop casually, but, when Mr. I took the blood myself, there was no container, so I had to drink all the wine, and there was a gourd left. "Hand propped up on the wheelchair, cheek support.

Clenched the blood vial in his hand, snorted and exhaled, and picked up Zang Feng resignedly, still as sharp as ever, still taking blood as always.

After the four tubes of blood were filled, he sighed heavily, sweat dripping from his forehead, and then he realized that he had forgotten to drink it when he was drunk, no wonder it hurt so much! Stretched out his hand to take the pretty bamboo leaf thrown over, and pierced the poisonous fangs into the side of the knife, and when the blood of the snake venom attack did not seep out, he threw the poor pretty bamboo leaf back.

The sweat on his forehead fell slowly, his lips were no longer bloody, he picked up the wine gourd, twisted the seal, took a sip of the cow, the spicy liquor stimulated Xiaobai's dry lips, and after swallowing it slowly, the business was still unfinished, so he took another sip, and waited for this bite to swallow and was drunk, and the drunken eyes were hazy to see the corners of the old man's mouth in Guigu disdainful curvature, his hands wrapped around the wine gourd, and he spit out the wine and said: "The wine will not be given to you, I want to get drunk and rest!"

didn't wait for the old man of Guigu to refuse, so he fought with his last remaining strength, tore his throat, and shouted: "Brother Dongqing, Brother Dong......qing, Brother Dongqing" The last word was not spit out, and he was about to fall down when he was drunk. Bang bang, three knocks on the door in succession, regardless of whether it was allowed or not, Dongqing pushed the door in, a vertical step, and when Xiaobai was about to fall to the ground, he was hugged in his arms.

At this time, the word that Xiaobai couldn't say at the end quietly spit out: "Brother......"

got up, hugged Xiaobai, nodded and bowed and left. The corners of her mouth were flushed, warm and drunk.