"Inside with Jing Che." hesitated for a moment, but Lu Shenyu did not hide it.

Without continuing to explain, she thought that there was nothing to think about in this matter, and the cold spring divine water was nothing more than two functions, healing injuries and forcing poison and preventing fire from falling into demons.

However, Yu asked Wei Wei's eyes to be cold and murderous, and he did not answer. Lonely men and widows, alone in the cold spring, subconsciously in the mind is a beautiful scene.

Because, Baili Fengma once kissed her by this cold spring water.

How long ago was that? Thirty years ago? Forty years ago? She deliberately forgot this day, because every time she saw the wind and mist outside the cold spring divine water, she would feel that the strong smell of wine was caught in the sparkling spring steam, and all the touches were vivid.

When she came to look for him that day, she saw that he was very drunk, and she sneered, but he was only half-propped up and squinted his eyes, and his eyes were filled with unclear drunkenness. He was not annoyed no matter what she said, and at last she threw off her sleeves angrily, but as soon as he grabbed her hand, he pulled her into his arms, turned over and pressed her to the grass.

He was close at hand, looking at her affectionately, but it was as unreal as if he were looking at another person through her. Then he leaned over and kissed her densely and tossed, the warm wine blending between his lips and teeth, and she almost got drunk in this kiss. But I heard him muttering in a deep and longing voice: "Yuxi, Yuxi ......"

Every word is full of the vicissitudes of time, and it is his deep lovesickness for his deceased lover. It's honey to others, but it's a poison of shame to her. Even so, she couldn't get up in style. She waited so long......

She met his kisses, she took off her robe for him, she was willing to indulge.

But later, when he almost cooked raw rice, he ...... Drunk and asleep.

So at this moment, what is he doing inside again, with the girl he brought back to the mountain?

The face that was originally just calm cooled down with the silence.

When I think of the smile of the hundred miles of wind, I just want to scold it, it's really shameless! Counting the past hundred years, he couldn't do anything unexpected. Visiting the flower building and going to the casino, the Southern Dome Sect has already turned a blind eye, and now he is still doing things in holy places like Yunqin Peak.

Helplessly, he was blocked by this thin layer of wind and mist from the cold spring divine water, and stood quietly with his slender willow eyebrows for a while, only then did he remember his original purpose of coming to Yunqin Peak to find a hundred miles of wind-

She didn't understand why she was already in her room as soon as she woke up, and she clearly remembered that the woman named Su Yue told them that it was impossible to get out of this place, so what had happened in that cave before?

This closed cave is really too strange, and there are many doubts in her heart, but she can't immediately ask Baili Fengma face to face. The scene in the wind and fog made her even more anxious, and Yu Wenwei simply brushed her sleeves away, out of sight.

After returning to the main peak, Yu Wenwei saw that he was also correcting the main peak thoroughly, and only when he asked did he know what was going on, and he suddenly understood in his heart that Baili Fengjian was forcing poison for Jing Che. After a day, I went to Yunqin Peak again.

At this time, the wind and mist were dispersing, and the hundred miles of wind on the robe hugged Jing Che out, and the hair was still dripping with water, and the tiredness in his expression was self-evident.

Lu Shenyu, who had been guarding outside, hurriedly checked Jing Che's pulse, and finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Sure enough, it's holy water, this should be fine." ”

"Ah Shen, you can take her to the follow-up for healing, after a day's true qi, she is really tired." Hooking his lips obliquely, his always lazy eyes were pitch black, and when he saw Yu Wenwei from a distance, he seemed even more unfazed, joyless and sad.

Lu Shenyu nodded, and ordered the accompanying disciples behind him to take Jing Che. She also saw the master, but just made a false salute and left.

"How did we get out of the cave?" Yu asked Wei not to say more about the side things, so he asked Baili Kazama Road bluntly.

"I don't know."

Yu asked Wei what kind of person he was, and at a glance he could see the subtle dodge in his expression: "You must know." ”

"I don't know." Chao Yu asked Wei Jiao Erlang to smile, and Baili Fengma turned around and left. He naturally knew that he was the one who brought Yu Wenwei back, and what Su Yue said to him at the end was really earth-shattering, but now is not the time to make it public.

He walked slowly back to the mountain house, his back tired as if he would fall asleep at any moment.

Rao is true qi and profound cultivation, but he had already spent a lot of effort in the cave before this, and when he came back, he spared no effort to protect Jing Che, and he couldn't hold it anymore.

At this time, the dawn halo is beginning to appear, the hunting cold wind sweeps away the empty Yunqin Peak, the moon sets in the west mountain, the sun rises in the east, and the day turns another page.

Jing Che recovered quickly under Lu Shenyu's careful conditioning, and it was only in the afternoon of the second day that he woke up.

Seeing her move, the two female disciples who were guarding outside immediately surrounded her, stuffed a soft pillow behind her to help her sit up, and said with a smile: "Little Senior Sister Ah Che, you have finally woken up." If you don't wake up again, needless to say, our Master Lu can't wait to boil out the blood of your heart and drink it for you, just by cultivating Senior Brother, you will have to check the entire main peak. ”

"What's wrong with the repair?" After sleeping for a long time, her head was a little heavy, and she was still in a daze and didn't know what was going on.

"It's not that you're poisoned, Senior Brother Xiu has been checking it for several days, but there is still no eyebrows at all."

"I don't know who is so vicious, he took Miao Jiang's Gu poison to you, this person is caught, and he must be broken into pieces."

"Ah, when did I get poisoned?" Jing Che heard it in a fog.

"Five days ago." After the female disciple finished speaking, she wanted to continue chatting, but she heard the noise of people outside, someone knocked on the door and raised her voice: "Senior Sister Xi, the news from the main peak has come over, and someone has surrendered." ”

The two of them showed great joy on their faces, but Jing Che was still in the clouds, and heard someone outside: "I heard that it is a sprinkler disciple named Bo Yan, and now he is being tried on the main peak." ”

As soon as he heard this name, Jing Che was stunned.

Is it the poison that the silk inflammation gave to himself?

Recalling that night when Bao Yan sneakily came to see her, and gave her a pill - her mind suddenly became clear and desolate. He was clearly sincere to this timid young man, and he was punished for helping him hide it, but he ......

"I'm going to the main peak." Jing Che got up from the bed and cut the railroad to the point.

The empty and mighty hall of Mota was now full of disciples. Yu Wenwei has returned to the faction at some point, and is now presiding over the trial herself. And the sword saint Baili Kazama, who rarely showed up, also sat on the upper seat, sitting leaning over, as if listening casually, but there was already a murderous aura in his half-lowered eyes.

The matter of Gu poison in Jing Che had already spread throughout every mountain peak of the Southern Dome Sect when he first searched the disciple's room, but what everyone knew and heard was not exact and specific, and the more they listened, they couldn't ask anything more. is so mysterious, and it hangs everyone's curiosity. Gu poison was already rare, and this was the first time it had appeared in the Southern Dome Sect, and it caused an uproar all of a sudden.

However, everyone was full of curiosity to see the disciple in the hall who was trembling and kneeling, claiming to have surrendered himself, which was really unbelievable.

Bo Yan is an out-and-out little person, doing some rough errands on weekdays, he has always had a low sense of existence, and there are very few people who can remember him, but he didn't expect that he brought Miao Jiang Gu poison and put it on Jing Che. In any way, there is no reason for this.

He insisted that it was his own Gu, no one instructed him, and there was no conspiracy, just because he was jealous that Jing Che was a disciple brought by the Sword Saint, and he was still a rough disciple after so many years in Nanqiong.

Baili Kazama listened to his narration without saying a word, and his eyes swept around lazily and sharply.

"Where did you get such a rare Gu poison?" Yu Wenwei was not so good at fooling the past, obviously not believing in Bao Yan's words. His eyes seemed to inadvertently glance at Yu Wenwei beside him, and he saw that she was pretending to be calm but biting half of her lip, which had already revealed her weakness.

She understood it at once, but she did not break it, because there was also her acquiescence in the matter.

Bo Yan lay on the ground, his voice was timid but not trembling, and replied: "I was originally from Miaojiang, and I came to Jiahuang Mountain because of the troubled times. ”

"Then Jing Che had a holiday with you before?"

When the words fell, Jing Che was stepping into the main hall. Her hair was long and her face was still pale. The eyes of all the disciples were focused on her, this slightly weak girl had just recovered from a serious illness, and she was so touching that it was unbearable, and everyone wanted to fight for her.

At first glance, it was a hundred miles of wind high above. In a trance, the appearance of his eyes soaked in water with a black cloth appeared in her mind, as hazy as a dream, but her ears turned red for some reason.

Bo Yan also turned his head to look at her, and after a slight pause, he said: "Senior Sister Jing Che is very good to me, but Bo Yan's heart is not right, and he is willing to be punished heavily." ”

Even if she heard it with her own ears, Jing Che didn't believe it, she strode up to Bo Yan, squatted down and lowered her voice: "Bo Yan, someone instructed you, right?" You tell me, I won't blame you, you are so cowardly, how can you poison me? ”

Bo Yan raised his eyes and looked at her gratefully, his timid face green and pure. He solemnly kowtowed to Jing Che and said, "Bo Yan is willing to apologize with death." ”

has been cold-eyed and repaired, and every word is full of anger, simple and rude: "I should have died a long time ago." ”

"Wait!" The sword light that did not hesitate was thrown, and Jing Che screamed sharply, but he was still a step too late.

The short sword was in the middle of the heart, and a large piece of blood gushed out.

Closing his eyes, he smiled and said to Jing Che: "Please forgive Bo Yan." ”

Then his gaze crossed Jing Che's shoulders and fell on Gong Lin, affectionate and nostalgic. In an instant, Gong Lin's clenched palm broke a fragile nail.

There was a slight cracking sound, like the disappearance of a life, so sudden.

The blood all over the ground seeped into the white jade carved floor tiles, and Jing Che suddenly knelt down weakly, hiding his face and crying.

She didn't believe it. She trusts her instincts that the teenager is clean and sincere. However, when a person is dead, he naturally takes all the blame for his sins, while the truly guilty person is still alive.

At this time, Baili Kazama, who had been silent, finally spoke, and his slightly lazy tone carried his momentum of not being angry and arrogant: "Jing Che is the forty-eighth generation of Sword Saint disciples, and whoever harms her again will be against the entire Sword Saint Sect." ”

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the temple suddenly became complicated, there were jealousy, there were reasons, there were losses, and there were disbelief. Only Jing Che squatted helplessly in the center of the hall, in front of him was a dead teenager.

In such a situation, she exchanged for the identity of a disciple of the Sword Saint.