The time has passed, and the town four or five miles away from Xiaoshan Fort is still brightly lit, and people from the rivers and lakes are rushing back and forth to explore, and the scene is like a noon downtown area:

"Did you hear that? Something happened to Xiaoshan Fort just now......"

"It is said that he committed a big crime, and he was found by the Black Yayan King, and the Hanging Sun Pavilion collapsed......"

"The Black Yayama King? Night Terrors? Xiao Zongyuan has such a big ability?! ”

"Naturally, it didn't, it was a fox watch. According to the grapevine, it seems that in order to cure the dark disease, Linghu Guanzhi defected to the enemy and became the dark pile of Beiliang......"

"No, even if it's Linghu Guanzhi, it shouldn't be able to beat the overnight Great Yama King......"

"Who said it was beaten? Listening to the revelation of the people in the Three Absolute Valleys, Linghu Guanzhi was found by the Night Yama King, not only was he caught without restraint, but he also wanted to fish to death and break the net, first Yin and Yang were combined, and then he took out a soft sword to sneak attack, and was stabbed to death by the Night Yama King with a backhand finger......"

"A finger?"

"It's just a finger, I don't bother to draw my knife, and I scared all the leaders of the gang who were present, and I didn't dare to run around when I left, and I am still waiting for the poor master of the county town in Xiaoshan Fort to come to ask questions......"

……

There are all kinds of discussions, but in just two quarters of an hour, the turmoil that Xiaoshan Fort has just set off has evolved into dozens of versions, spreading to all parts of the rivers and lakes.

In an inn in the town, the shopkeeper was in the stable around the big black horse where the guest had just parked, and he was also listening to the conversation of pedestrians on the street.

On the second floor of the inn, the bird was squatting under the eaves and sentry, Fan Qinghe carried a bucket of hot water, stopped outside the room, and after paying attention to the surrounding wind and grass, he pushed the door into it and quickly closed the door.

Oil lamps were lit in the inn's wings, and the dim glow illuminated the perimeter of the dressing table.

Night Terror Hall was naked, with black hair scattered on his back, sitting on the edge of the bed, with the dragon sword at his side, and the dark gold sword bar in his hand, leaning on the palm of his hand to observe carefully.

After fighting in Xiaoshan Fort, Night Terror suffered a little skin injury, because he didn't know Long Zhengqing's location, and there were many people in the rivers and lakes who were indistinguishable from me, so he quickly left Xiaoshan Fort, took horses from the town, and came here to settle down.

Fan Qinghe was worried all the way, but he didn't have a chance to deal with the injury, so he came in with hot water at this time, and quickly came to him and put it down:

"Don't look at it, deal with the injury first, no matter how sharp it is, it's just a sword, and it's not a girl, as for being so engrossed?"

The sword bar has no accessories such as the hilt, and it is very bare and simple, showing a pale golden hue in the candlelight, and it is not as cold as an ordinary sword; But for martial artists, the allure of such an indestructible sword is indeed no less than that of a defenseless peerless beauty.

Night Terror Hall is a swordsman, and he is not very interested in the soft noodle weapon of the sword, but after using this sword, he still can't help but feel that it is really fragrant, and when he saw that the Fan girl complained, he carefully wrapped it in a black cloth:

"This sword is not just as sharp as it is, I feel that the texture is similar to that of the Ming Dragon Diagram. It's a pity that the situation crisis just now was heavy, and I couldn't ask the root cause. ”

As a martial artist, Fan Qinghe naturally wants the Minglong Diagram, but like the Night Terror Hall, the Minglong Diagram is far less important in her heart than the safety of the people around her.

Fan Qinghe sat down beside him, took the sword strip and put it on the dressing table, and raised the elbow of the Night Terror Hall to look under his ribs:

"That kind of despicable villain who doesn't talk about martial virtues, if you die, you will die, you will be fine. How does it feel, does it hurt? ”

The ribs of the Night Terror Hall were pierced by the sword strip, because it was twisted to the point, but it only pierced a hole in the flesh, and the wound was small and not serious, but it had a burning effect, and it did hurt a little. He looked down:

"It's okay, it doesn't affect your skills, it'll be fine in two days."

Fan Qinghe checked carefully, knowing that it was not serious, but he was still a little distressed, and he lay on the pillow on his side with the night terror, and then wiped the blood stains on his ribs with a towel, slightly puzzled:

"With such a powerful sword, why didn't the old man take it out and use it earlier, and put it in the stove to burn it? It's quite surprising to look at his eyes, could it be that as recorded in the legend, the famous sword has to drink blood to open the edge? ”

Night Terror Hall knew that this sword was very mysterious, but he didn't agree with this statement:

"The sword strip pierced my spear first, and then passed through me, how can there be a saying that the sword is open with blood. I guess the stove has been burning for a long time, and the fire has recently arrived, but Linghu Guanzhi didn't notice it, and he wanted to use a red-hot iron sheet to shade me, but he accidentally gave me the indestructible sword......"

Fan Qinghe thought back slightly, nodded, and changed his words:

"That's right. Well...... That is, the famous sword chooses the master, does not see the hit, and does not show the edge. There is no such legend on the rivers and lakes, others think it is a piece of broken iron, but as soon as someone picks it up, he becomes a famous sword soldier......"

Night Terror Hall felt that this statement was even more mysterious than just now, and just shook his head and smiled.

Fan Qinghe chatted casually, wiped the area around the wound with a towel, and then began to apply the medicine seriously.

The situation was in crisis, and Fan Qinghe didn't have the heart to pay attention to anything else, but when he settled down, there were two people in the room, and Night Terror Hall was lying on her side, and in front of her was her chest and abdomen with perfect lines......

Fan Qinghe's eyes flickered, he couldn't help but glance twice, and then quietly raised his eyes to look at the cheeks of the Night Terror Hall, probably afraid of being discovered.

As a result, as soon as she raised her eyes, she found Night Terror looking at her with a smile.

“？！”

Fan Qinghe's body was slightly stiff, and his cheeks were a little red to the naked eye, but his expression was calm, and he lowered his head and pretended to look at it generously:

"I really didn't notice that you were strong when you were dressed on weekdays. However, the martial artists of the rivers and lakes have to have a big waist and a round waist to resist the fight, you have such a beautiful physique, if you are seen by the master, you will definitely say that you have practiced a dead body, it looks hard, but it is useless in practice......"

Night Terror Hall has been practicing martial arts since childhood, and naturally knows that a big waist and a round belly are the common physique of martial artists, after all, fat is both a physical reserve and a cushion, if the body fat is too low, it can't bear the beating at all.

But this statement is only limited to ordinary martial artists, and when they go to the grandmaster, they begin to pay attention to the internal strength of the qi veins, no matter how thick the meat is, they can't block a punch, so they naturally don't care about these anymore, how to look good and how to come.

Seeing that Fan Qinghe was obviously peeking, but saying this, Night Terror Hall slightly propped up his upper body, showing his broad chest muscles:

"How can you say that it is hard, it is no different from ordinary people when you are relaxed, it just looks very strong, I don't believe you touch it."

I touch?!

Fan Qinghe blinked, feeling that the Night Terror Hall was a bit outrageous.

Let her be a girl's house and touch a man's chest, what is the difference between this and her letting Night Terror pinch her grandmother to see if it is soft or not?

However, Fan Qinghe is a doctor, in line with the attitude of not avoiding medical treatment, he still made a natural appearance after thinking about it, raised his green jade finger, poked it on the left chest of the Night Terror Hall, and quickly retracted his hand, and continued to bow his head to apply medicine:

"What's there to touch here......

The Night Terror Hall was a little funny, and his eyes swept over Fan Qinghe.

When Fan Qinghe went to Xiaoshan Fort, he was wearing a night coat, and when he came back, in order to cover up, he put on a skirt outside, although he wore it relatively thickly, but because his figure was very excessive, he still did not cover up his original curves.

At this time, Fan Qinghe sat sideways in front of his lower abdomen, twisted his waist and carefully treated the wound, his plump buttocks were displayed in the light, and the heavy placket drew two very tense arcs.

The already three-dimensional facial features are very stunning against the light and shadow of the candlelight, the eyes under the slender eyelashes are as bright as stars, and the rosy lips are bitten lightly, which looks a little cramped......

Night Terror blinked, trying to look away.

But I can't even find an ornament in the inn room, so where can I look except for the person in front of me?

Night Terror looked at Fan Qinghe's cheeks, trying to find some topics to pass the time, but his mind recalled the scenes since they met.

Since the day Guan Yujia opened the dragon's back, they met each other in Wushan, and they have known each other for a long time, and they have walked a long way - they went to Langxuan City as a guest, and they found the wrong place in the sand sea that did not return to the original; Yazhou cupping to treat injuries, accidentally saw Huang Tuantuan; In the new house, the yin and yang mistakenly entered the boudoir, and it was sturdy; And last night, I really saw the sandwich steamed buns......

Night Terror thought about it, but there was a sense of shame in his eyes, and after a little consideration, he spoke again:

"Miss Fan."

"Huh?"

After applying the medicine, Fan Qinghe took gauze and wrapped it on the side, and then bypassed the other side of the night terror hall, ready to tie the bandage, heard the call, and raised his eyes:

"Do what?"

Night Terror Hall sat up and stretched out his arms to let Fan Qinghe bandage it more easily:

"Actually, the past few times, I didn't make all unintentional mistakes."

Fan Qinghe just wrapped his arms around the chest of the Night Terror Hall, and the action was a meal:

"Huh?"

Night Terror Hall said frankly: "After beating Sima Yue that day, Miss Fan hugged my neck and cried, I am not a saint, I was indeed a little distracted at that time. ”

？

Fan Qinghe's red lips moved slightly, but he still didn't quite understand the meaning.

Night Terror looked at each other calmly and continued:

"Last time I was at the inn in Yazhou, Ning Er suddenly came in, as a contemporary martial artist, my eyesight reaction is very fast, as soon as your body moves, I can actually react, and I can completely look away in advance. But I didn't know what to think at the time, I just didn't move, and I took a look twice......"

？？

Fan Qinghe's eyes widened visibly, shame gradually appeared in his eyes, and he also understood the meaning of Night Terror Hall in his heart - he had the ability to avoid misunderstandings by mistake, but because he had thoughts about her, he didn't do it.

What did he say to me about this?

Fan Qinghe was a little panicked in his heart, and when he thought about taking his hand back, his body sat up a little straighter:

"You...... The time you touched the house, you kissed me on purpose? ”

Night Terror Hall hurriedly shook his head: "The time in the new house, it was indeed my mistake to kiss." But the bed board is broken, I pick you up, and the hand is really smooth......"

Go with the flow?

If you touch it deliberately, you touch it deliberately, and it sounds so good......

Fan Qinghe blinked, feeling that the atmosphere was not quite right, so he bowed his head silently, and ran away if he wanted to tie the bandage.

But as soon as she put her hands under the ribs on both sides, the man in front of her whispered in her ear:

"I kissed and touched it, and it wasn't an unintentional mistake, so I naturally took responsibility......"

Breathing in his ears, Fan Qinghe was full of excitement, and hurriedly moved away a little, looking at the side face next to him:

"Who's in charge of you? Night Terrors, you ...... Don't go too far, I've forgiven you many times......"

Night Terror Hall nodded slightly: "I know, that's why I'm telling you this, they are all adults, unmarried men and unmarried women, these things can be said openly, if you don't open your mouth, I don't know what Miss Fan means, Miss Fan doesn't know my attitude, the more time passes, the more awkward it becomes, don't you say?" ”

“……”

Fan Qinghe was completely panicked, facing the clear eyes in front of her, where did she dare to look at each other, her eyes flashed and said:

"I'm your elder, and I've come all the way to help you and take care of your family......"

Night Terror Hall tilted his head and looked into Fan Qinghe's eyes:

"I saw all of this, that's why I wanted to dare to act. Do you like me? ”

？！

Fan Qinghe was stunned by this straightforward question, she was not the queen of the Winter Hades Department, and ran to Dawei to saddle the night terror hall before and after the horse, and she still couldn't fight back or kiss back, just to ......

Just what?

Fan Qinghe's heart turned sharply, but she was at a loss - if she was just for the Winter Hades, should she be a good friend, Night Terror Hall had thoughts about her, she was not happy to take a firm stand and say it clearly, she couldn't touch it back, and secretly wondered why Night Terror Hall didn't come, what was going on?

Like......

Fan Qinghe hadn't thought of this word, Night Terror Hall asked so directly, she said that it was obviously not good to like it.

But saying that she didn't like it, they were like this, and she didn't resist it at all in her heart, and she was even worried that something was wrong with her, causing the night terror hall to be uninterested in touching the house.

Judging from the current situation, even if she is pregnant in the future, I am afraid that she will have to comfort herself - she should leave an incense for the Chi Ministry, and she is worthy of the friendship between the two clans for several generations......

When the time comes, if you forgive the child, his father will not say anything, maybe he will feel that he is very affectionate and righteous, and he is doing the right thing......

Fan Qinghe felt that something was not quite right with him, his eyes flickered, and he wanted to get up and hide.

Night Terror Tang pressed Xiang on his shoulder and tilted his head to look at those eyes:

"Isn't it?"

"You ......"

Fan Qinghe gritted his silver teeth and said with momentum:

"Why are you so thick-skinned?"

Seeing that Fan Qinghe didn't answer positively, the Night Terror Hall stopped asking questions, looked at the somewhat panicked eyes in front of him, and slowly leaned over......

！！

Fan Qinghe's neck shrank slightly, seeing that his face was getting closer and closer, shame and anger appeared in his eyes, and he took out a silver needle from the leather armor behind his waist, and made a gesture to pierce the night terror:

"You...... If you do this again, I will ...... Only...... Woo~"

He hesitated and couldn't start, and the result was that his lips were together.

The room fell silent, except for two undulating breaths.

Night Terror slowly leaned over, and smoothly touched his rosy lips, without encountering any substantial resistance, with a smile in his eyes, he raised his hand to hook his waist, and tilted his head to pick open his teeth.

"Woo......"

Fan Qinghe's face turned red, holding a silver needle in his hand, looking like he wanted to pierce it or not, but it didn't have any deterrent effect, his red lips opened slightly and wanted to push away and speak, but instead he put the night terror hall in.

？！

Fan Qinghe hadn't experienced this last time, and wanted to bite the night terror, but he didn't dare to take a bite, and he twisted it slightly twice without twisting it, but his body's reaction came up.

The indescribable touch poured into his heart, Fan Qinghe felt dizzy, and the hand that was originally pushing his shoulder lost his strength somehow.

Zizi~

After a while, there seemed to be an extra hand on the placket, and it looked like it was about to be unbuttoned......

？！

Fan Qinghe was a little sober, and in a panic, he pierced the silver needle in his hand on the acupuncture point on his neck.

Night Terror Hall was originally helping Miss Fan relax her body, but when she got a needle, she lost her strength directly, and the whole person fell forward softly.

Thump~

Fan Qinghe was pressed on the futon by the dead man, and hurriedly raised his hand to prop up the night terror, overturned and pressed it on the pillow, and then quickly got up and hugged the placket, his face turned red like blood:

"Night Terrors! You...... How can you do that? It's a shame that I trust you so much......"

Night Terror Hall said nothing for three minutes, and only now was he put down, I really don't believe this shameful and indignant words, but he didn't say it, just lay on the pillow, and made a ashamed appearance:

"It's me who is impulsive, I can't help it, and I don't make an example. Help me remove the needle first, I promise not to move......"

Fan Qinghe didn't believe it at all, the night terror hall dared to be so direct, if she was stupid and let it go, half an hour later, she estimated that she would have to hold the quilt and wipe her tears, maybe she would have to be coaxed, and then put on the new clothes she bought......

Fan Qinghe was confused, ashamed and anxious, and he didn't know what to do with the night terrors, so he gritted his teeth and said:

"You lie down honestly to recuperate, and if you dare to make a bad idea, next time it won't be as simple as restraining you. I...... I went out to watch the wind and shouted to drink water. ”

Let's say it, Fan Qinghe closed the curtain and hurriedly ran out of the door.

Stomp ......

Night Terror Hall was lying on the pillow, seemingly weak and paralyzed, but when the footsteps went out, he raised his hand, pulled out the silver needle around his neck that sealed the qi veins, and secretly shook his head and sighed......

——

I can't get into the state, it's too uncomfortable to hold back and write, so let's have less today.

(End of chapter)