Akiba Mountain House.

"I'm never going home again!"

Deng Mian cried sadly and angrily while biting on the osmanthus cake. The white flesh on his face was half a finger high, and it was so red that it was dripping blood. Yuzhu called it evil, and beckoned the little maid to take an ice cube and put it on him.

"I'm so angry, and I know it's your home. Deng Gongzi, don't talk angry. Yuzhu said lovingly, "Our eldest lady never said such stupid things, every time she knelt in the ancestral hall and copied the family rules, she still came to the prince to show her eyes." ”

"How can this be the same?" Deng Mian glanced at the closed door of the room with a weak and worried heart, "If he sinks the boat, he ...... If your eldest lady doesn't kill me, it's my fate. ”

"The eldest lady will not be angry with you." Yuzhu smiled helplessly.

If Shen Zhou was not rescued this time, Chu Zhixia would hate herself the most.

Suddenly there was an angry shout from behind the door: "Sink the boat! ”

Yuzhu was startled, picked up the hem of her skirt and hurriedly pushed the door in.

Black pus and blood all over the floor.

Shen Zhou was half-lying in Li Qingbai's arms, his long black hair scattered, revealing a plain neck that was half submerged in the collar. But this kind of white is not pleasing to the eye, revealing a heavy dead air, and the veins of the skin's blue-black blood vessels are clearly visible.

The lowered eyelashes were like shriveled and scorched butterflies, and Shen Zhou's bloodstained lips opened and closed gently, as if muttering something.

Yuzhu carefully wiped his blood, like wiping a precious and fragile piece of porcelain, and couldn't help but get closer to listen to what he was saying.

The sunken boat repeated a name nightmarely: "Long ...... Happy. ”

"He's fine, all he vomits is poisoned blood." Li Qingbai breathed a long sigh of relief, "I'm scared to death." ”

It stands to reason that the scorching poison in Shen Zhou's body should not have been so blazing and swift—even more dangerous than when he picked it up, and perhaps within twelve hours, every drop of blood in Shen Zhou's body would have a deadly toxin flowing in it.

Li Qingbai had no choice but to use a dead horse as a live horse doctor, and forced out this mouthful of blood with internal force, so that Shen Zhou had this fleeting Qingming.

"The slave maid also thought that the Sword Saint had seen all the winds and waves when he walked the rivers and lakes, so it wouldn't be like this." Yuzhu made a joke with difficulty.

"The sword is a killing technique, I have practiced kendo since I was a child, and I have killed and saved people. But studying medicine to save people is just to save him. Li Qingbai raised his hand and pinched the flesh on Shen Zhou's cheek, "This is what I owe him." ”

——

Ghost City.

The boy who was sent in front of the eighteenth floor was also wearing a mask, with a pale face, a blood-red smile that reached his ears, and a cute blush. Each boy was dressed in red and willow green, and his head was supported by two braids, which were very hurtful to the eyes.

Chu Zhixia was mixed in the crowd, and suddenly felt the pain in his heart, and couldn't help but reach out and press it.

"What's wrong?" Bai Ziche asked with concern.

"It's fine." Chu Zhixia took a deep breath, squatted down to support the dwarf's shoulder, and said affectionately, "Take us in, I got the blood lotus, I will apologize to you, huh?" ”

Only then did Chu Zhixia turn around twice in front of the eighteenth floor, but was stopped by the dead-eyed masked boy. She asked for help and didn't want to make trouble, so she had to pinch her nose and go back to find the dwarf who was locked in the coffin.

"Who bothers you to apologize!" The dwarf tilted his face to the side heavily, and his eyes fell on Bai Ziche, "Unless you take this kid to me to refine lamp oil." ”

"Then I'll kill you right now and break in with your head." Chu Zhixia smiled, and the snow slid out three inches silently, pressing on the back of the dwarf's neck, "Ghost market, ghost market, market trading, I wanted to buy and sell both silver and goods, but you want to force me to rob it." ”

"I'll take me, I'll take me!" The sharp-toothed dwarf immediately changed his words, raised his hands and complained, "You little girl, you are not humorous at all! ”

"I'm proficient in the art of throwing a sword and killing people," Chu Shixia warned in his ear, "If you want to run, I can take your life by raising my hand." ”

"Got it! You robber who broke into the underworld to rob things, you don't know the height of the sky! ”

The dwarf glared at her angrily and swaggered into the eighteenth floor, followed by Chu Zhixia and Bai Ziche.

The lamp oil used on the eighteenth floor seems to be mixed with other spices, and the brightly lit building is filled with wisps of sweet fragrance, like a drunken dream. The dancing girl on the high platform threw up her shawl, as if sprinkling a piece of morning glow, and her waist was slightly moved with a jade color.

But the audience was empty, and the guests who staggered into the eighteenth floor disappeared without a trace.

Chu Zhixia immediately tightened the sword, and before she could make a move, the dwarf crawled into the corner, hugged his head and shouted: "Ghost City Master, I brought you the person you want!" Save me, save me, this little girl is a killing god! ”

Eighteen floors were lined up, and countless children with smiling masks poked their heads out, like hornets pouring out of their nests.

On the top floor sat a strange man, dressed in a shaggy black cloak, with a cow bone mask on his face, and a body of colored gold and stone.

He jumped up from his messy seat, pointed at Chu Zhixia, and shouted angrily, "Li Qingbai, that old puppet's apprentice, right?" I can see it when you're on the shore! Dare to come to my ghost market to spread wild, peel off her skin for me, and make a lantern as a gift in return! ”

"Your Highness, hide."

Chu Zhixia pushed Bai Ziche, and the snow was vacated like a white dragon. The dancing girl who was spinning on the stage flew down barefoot, and her slender jade hand pulled out a soft sword from her waist and surrounded Chu Zhixia. The soft blade was thrown out by them, and it bit towards Chu Zhixia from all directions like a poisonous snake.

Like stepping on a lotus flower, Chu Zhixia's toes touched the ground, and the skirt swirled into the air. The soft sword was already difficult to control, and one blow missed, and it was inexplicably entangled, and the sound of gold and iron was abrupt.

Chu Zhixia's calf bone slammed into the neck of the dancing girl, and the sound of the bones bursting was crisp and loud. The tightly encircled and cracked a gap, but Chu Zhixia was not in a hurry to break through, and drank the stream of snow around behind him, blocking the soft sword that pointed directly at the back of the heart.

There were soft swords on the left and right, and seeing that she was about to be splashed with blood on the spot, she drank the stream and fell suddenly, as if tearing apart a thin silk silk and tearing the blade of the soft sword. Chu Zhixia turned around with his sword, picked open the neck of the dancing girl with one sword, and held the scabbard in the other hand to block the soft sword like Bai Lian.

"At this level, you also learn from others to engage in assassination?" After Chu Zhixia sighed, he cut off the soft sword wrapped around the scabbard with a sword, and beat the dancing girl to death with a split.

The ghost city lord jumped like thunder, and commanded his subordinates with his hands dancing: "Up!" Give it all to me! Whoever kills Li Qingbai's apprentice, I will reward him with a wish! ”

More and more people poured down from the upper floors and densely surrounded Chu Zhixia.

"I said, you are my master's enemy," Chu Zhixia wiped the blood from his cheeks and said lazily, "Why haven't you heard him mention it?" ”

"Li Qingbai, a bastard, how dare you put my name in front of a junior like you? I'm afraid it will scare you out! The more the ghost city lord spoke, the more excited he became, grabbing the gold, silver and jewelry in his hand and scattering them downstairs, "What are you doing in a daze?" Kill her! ”

Pearls and jade splashed, gold and silver swayed.

The riches of the world are nothing more than that.

The thorny meteor hammer grazed past Chu Zhixia's head, deeply piercing into the vermilion pillar, the iron chain suddenly tightened, and the other end was held in the hands of the big man who was more than eight feet long.

Chu Zhixia's left hand gently and skillfully flipped through the iron chain, dodging the stabbing double knives, and the drinking stream snow was pushed straight out, piercing the back of his head from the big man's mouth. Two darts shot out in a seamless manner, Chu Zhixia pressed the big man's head and pushed it violently, and the darts sank into the big man's vest.

Chu Zhixia turned around and pressed the wrist of a person holding the gun, and the hilt of the sword smashed straight on his chin from the bottom up, causing a series of explosions in his cervical spine. More people pounced, and Chu Zhixia grabbed his head and flipped over and flew onto the high platform.

There was a lot of silk hanging from the platform, and the other end was tied to the beam on the top floor.

Chu Zhixia grabbed the silk and jumped up.

The people upstairs jumped down one after another to chase and kill Chu Zhixia, and at this moment, the upstairs defense was empty.

The ghost city lord screamed, and he was about to flee in a panic.

Chu Zhixia threw away the silk, swung hard, and landed firmly on the ninth floor, chasing all the way up the stairs, just blocking the ghost city lord who was surrounded by a group of masked boys.

"Don't come here!" The ghost city lord ran back to the eighteenth floor and held up a wooden box high, "Otherwise, I will throw the only blood lotus in the whole ghost city downstairs, this thing is very expensive, and it won't work if it is broken." ”

"How do I know if it's a blood lotus inside?" Chu Zhixia took a step closer.

The ghost city lord screamed wildly, and hurriedly opened the wooden box, revealing the lotus flower that was as bright as blood inside, "See! Satisfied? Go back! ”

Chu Zhixia raised his hands and stopped moving forward. The ghost city lord is standing by the railing, and as long as he releases a finger, the blood lotus will be buried here.

"I can pay for it and give you a price that you are satisfied with," Chu Shixia said, "You will never suffer a loss." ”

"I'm dead!" The ghost city lord held the blood lotus preciously and said unceremoniously, "I'm not short of money, but you need this blood lotus very much." Li Qingbai offended me so much, I still have to be bullied by his apprentices, do I want to mix up in the rivers and lakes when it is spread out? ”

"And what do you want?"

Chu Zhixia tried to negotiate with him calmly, thinking in his heart that even if the ghost market asked her to cut off Li Qingbai's head, she would agree to deceive the things first-I had only heard that the apprentices of the church starved to death of the master, but I had never heard of the master falling into the trap!

The ghost market boy carefully pondered the look on her face, rolled his eyes, and said with a hippie smile: "Have you ever heard of the cold pith nail?" ”

Chu Zhixia's face changed.

The ghost city lord said triumphantly: "The cold pith nail is made of cold jade, and nine acupuncture points are punched into the back of the person, and the person will be wasted." As long as you voluntarily enter the Cold Marrow Nail, I will give you the Blood Lotus. ”

"Are you stupid for me?" Chu Zhixia said coldly, "Nine cold pith nails are beaten, I have no power to restrain the chicken, even if you give me the blood lotus, I won't be able to get out of the ghost market." ”

"You don't need nine," the ghost market lord said, "Seven, I'll give you the blood lotus if you put in seven." ”

There was a long silence.

"How? If you don't agree, I'll throw the blood lotus down, and I'm not afraid if you kill me. The Ghost City Master threatened, "Anyway, if I'm dead, you're no better." ”

"It's a deal."

Chu Zhixia agreed simply, but the ghost city lord was stunned.

Chu Shixia took off his robe, untied the jade belt around his waist, and lowered the clothes on his back to his waist, revealing a back that was as smooth as jade. Chu Zhixia inserted the drinking stream snow into the floor slab under his feet, and sat down with the hilt of the sword, as if he was going to meditate.

She brushed away the hair that fell on her back and said lightly, "Come on." ”

"Do you really want to? After I go back, I won't sue Li Qingbai and let him come to my bad luck? The ghost city lord's eyes widened and he asked in surprise.

"If you don't fight, I'll rob it." Chu Zhixia's eyelashes were creamy, and he said.

The ghost market lord was surprised, and with a wave of his hand, the masked boy picked up the plate of yellow rosewood. The red brocade holds seven nails that are as white as ice, slender and long, and the tentacles are cold.

Li Qingbai actually taught a ...... Love. ”

——

The unconscious Shen Zhou suddenly let out a muffled snort.

Li Qingbai hurriedly opened the curtain, only to see his back tense, and his hands clutched the silk bedding.

Shen Zhou seemed to be in great pain, and his bloodless face was two points whiter, as white as snow. Cold sweat burst out like a floodgate, swept across his inky eyebrows, and dripped onto the pillow. His wet eyelashes were twisted into locks and trembled.

"Sinking the boat?" Li Qingbai called him in horror.

"Don't," Shen Zhou murmured in a nightmare, his nails piercing through the futon and stabbing his own palms with blood, "Changle don't ......"

——

A small hammer inlaid with gold and jade struck on the cold pith nails, easily breaking through the flesh. The sound of muscles being torn and pushed is so clear, as if silk silk is cracking and paper fans are shattering. A drop of blood poured out of the wound, staining the white nail red and cutting across the white, soft back.

Chu Zhixia gritted his teeth and tried his best to extinguish every moan, cold sweat streaked across the green tendons on his neck.

The cold pith was nailed into the body, and Chu Zhixia could feel the surging blood qi in his body gradually stagnating. She was so cold that she felt as if she were lying naked in the snow, but what was more intense than the cold was the pain, the pain of deboning and cutting flesh.

The majestic force that pierced her heart and lungs and hammered her spine almost shattered her three souls and seven spirits along with her physical body.

"At the ends of the earth, I will accompany you to the mountains of swords and the sea of fire."

"If I die, will you erect a monument for me?"

"The tombstone reads: 'Chu Zhi Xia Li'."

It's really strange that this little mute clearly didn't utter a single syllable, but Chu Zhixia just remembered the complicated sign language. His long, powerful fingers had pulled her hair, caressed her earlobes, and received a desperate letter disguised as a call for help.

"Don't!"

An unfamiliar voice pulled Chu Zhixia's thoughts back, and she turned her head sideways in a trance, looking at Bai Ziche who was stopped by the masked boy and pressed to the ground. In Bai Ziche's eyes, Chu Zhixia was shaky, and his black pupils almost melted into the whites of his eyes.

"Stop, we can't continue!" Bai Ziche shouted with all his might, "Chu Zhixia, you will die!" ”

"There are two left. But your friend says you can't go on. The ghost market owner played with the cold pith nail and pretended to say, "I don't do the business of buying and selling, do you want to continue?" ”

"Go on." Chu Zhixia's voice was light but firm.

"Are you crazy?!" Bai Ziche couldn't believe it.

"I'm calling you, go on." Chu Zhixia raised his eyes and looked at the ghost city lord, his words were clear, and his expression was clear and cold.

——

Like a live fish thrown into hot oil, the sunken boat desperately fluttered to its feet, but fell out of bed powerlessly. It was as if he felt pain coming from another body, and the pain made his heart slowly crack and his muscles tightened.

"Hold him down! Heart-burning attack, he's going out of control! ”

Shen Zhou spasmed and stretched out his five fingers, wanting to touch the blood-stained white back in the void that collapsed at the touch of a button.

"Don't," Shen Zhou let out a low, thin, inhuman hissing sound from his throat, "don't touch her......"

In the chaos, no one heard.