Group letters, Anyue one class.

"What the girl asked, is it exactly the same as this son?" The shopkeeper was surprised, looked at Tu Shanxian and then at the son.

Tu Shan Xianshu then moved his eyes to the man.

He is handsome and extraordinary, not only the cold and arrogant bones of Feng Qici, but also the evil charm of Xiao Luoge, different from Bai Yu's scholar's little white face, and different from the posture of the manager of Qijing, not to mention the heroic posture and pride of Wei Qingcheng, he is like the combination of all of them, the aura on his body is compelling, and his appearance is handsome, and Poria is a little tempted when he sees it.

This person is not someone else, it is the most popular person in Hualu - the third elder Ling Huzhao.

He hooked his lips and smiled, the moment Tu Shan Xianshu turned his head, he admitted that he was attracted by her beauty, her beauty was not ethereal, but full of poetry, and the familiar Hualu fairy aura on her body also surprised him, but he was not sure, she was from the fairy world.

"What does it mean to be the same?" Tu Shanxian looked at the shopkeeper suspiciously and asked.

"Both of you asked the old man about the kind of poison you described. ”

"What?" Tu Shan Xianshu was more surprised, only he and his senior brother had seen the consequences of the poison with his own eyes, what was going on?

Ling Hu Zhao chuckled, "Where did you hear this?" he spoke, without a sense of distance.

Tu Shanxian looked at him strangely, tilted his head slightly, and looked at Poria cocos, she was also at a loss, "Why do you know about this poison?"

Ling Hu Zhao approached her and said bluntly, "Someone has asked her, so naturally you need to ask for an understanding." ”

Tu Shanxian frowned, "Then dare to ask Your Excellency, is there an answer?"

Ling Huzhao glanced at the shopkeeper and snorted lightly, "No, so I'm waiting for some rare medicine, this girl, I'm afraid I won't know the answer." ”

Could it be that it is not only the widow and his wife who have been poisoned, but also other people?"Why?" she asked the shopkeeper, "Don't you know that you An Yue have this dehumanizing poison?"

"Girl, the old man has been in An Yue for many years, and he has never heard of this kind of poison you are talking about, not to mention, although An Yue makes drugs, he has never killed people and killed people, could it be that the two of you heard it wrong?"

"How could I have heard it wrong?" Tu Shanxian wanted to refute, she heard the couple say with her own ears, Hehua said, and saw them die with her own eyes, how could she be in a trance?

Strange, Qici clearly said that no one knows about it?

"But girl, old man, there is really no such poison, not to mention selling drugs without permission, the lord and the court will not allow it, and it will be punished. ”

"But it's obviously the poisonous ...... that came out of your An Yue."

"Girl, girl. Poria grabbed her excitedly and whispered, "Although the slave doesn't know how the girl can find this kind of thing, Anyue really can't sell drugs privately." ”

"Really?"

But the person that Senior Brother Qiqi chased that day was obviously not an ordinary mortal, and it might be useless to find a pharmacy at all.

"Uh-huh. Poria nodded, "So girl, let's go back, otherwise if you want to buy something, the slave will take you to see it." ”

Tu Shanxian Shu checked with the shopkeeper again, "Really?"

"The old man dares to swear that he will never lie to himself. ”

She had no choice but to sigh, glanced at Ling Huzhao, and let Poria go in disappointment.

Ling Hu Zhao looked at her plain white figure in the distance, and couldn't help but feel a little ripple.

However, he quickly turned around and said to the shopkeeper, "Are the medicinal herbs I want?"

Tu Shan Xian Shu walked out of An Yue Hall, facing the crowded streets, there was no enthusiasm, but walked without a soul, looking at Poria with a heavy heart, she was also anxious, if the new master was in a bad mood, she really didn't know how to appease her, Poria cocos' psychological reaction was too much, so that she couldn't stop following Tu Shan Xianshu, this stall looked at the storefront, and kept teasing her behind her back with fresh things, but Tu Shan Xianshu couldn't think about this, so a bit of a witty master and servant picture was formed.

It is said that An Yue is talking about it, but here An Yue is different from what he imagined, there are people in An Yue who want to rob the peony seat, so they poison the widow couple, An Yue still has people who have artifacts, and they are quite hidden, An Yue still has ambitions, but everything is wrapped in today's beautiful phenomena, but An Yue is only a mortal organization after all, how can it be so sudden rise of magic? They also have leaders who claim to be the lord, or immortals, but I am afraid, everything is not simple, this limitation is not only a mortal world.

She stopped suddenly, and touched her aching arm, how did her wound feel like it was tearing? Wasn't it better? Wasn't the poison under control?

Seeing her ugly face and painfully touching her wounds, Poria was frightened and hurriedly went up to help her, "Girl, are you okay?

"Poria, let me ask you, Lord An Yue, where is it?"

"What?!" Poria almost screamed, and quickly covered her mouth, "Girl, do you want to go to Lord An Yue?"

"Can't you?"

"No, because no one has seen him, and he is mysterious and sacred, basically a god who cannot be blasphemed in the north, the point is that I heard that he is cultivating and intends to be a god, no one can disturb him, and he may not even have a chance to be the prime minister of the dynasty, girl, don't think about it." ”

"What do you mean, being a god, how can the divine realm be able to ascend if he wants to?"

"Girl, this slave doesn't understand, it's just that the slave thinks it's basically impossible to do this, not to mention that the lord is not in the group letter, how can you find him?"

"Not here, so where is he?"

"The slave and maid don't know, this kind of big thing, naturally need to ask those high-ranking people to have some answers, the slave and maid are just a subordinate. ”

After hearing this, Tu Shan Xianshu put his hands on her shoulders and said solemnly, "Poria cocos, then I want to know, do you have any legends about artifacts in your northern country?"

Poria was a little stunned, she couldn't answer this question, "This, girl, the artifacts and weapons of the northern country, there are too many famous ones from ancient times to the present, and the slaves and maids are not easy to answer." "This girl is so strange, why do you keep asking random questions?

What does it mean to have too much?"

"Our lord counts one. ”

"Your lord, do you mean I can get an answer from him?" she was a little excited, and even a little looking forward to meeting Wei Qingcheng again.

"Yes, the relationship between the lord and the prime minister is very good, and the prime minister is the proud protégé of Lord An Yue, the lord is so good to the girl, he will naturally make his wishes come true. ”

Wei Qingcheng did say that he could help himself, but he couldn't hold back and ran out, so as long as he asked Wei Qingcheng carefully, could it be solved?" "When will your lord come back?"

"It depends on when the lord is done with the affairs of the army. ”

"Otherwise, let's go back quickly, I'll wait for him to come back." Her inexplicable excitement made Poria cry a little unbearable in her heart, if this master loses his temper, will it be difficult to serve?

And then again, if you want to ask someone to help you do things, do you have to bribe, ah no, is it to show it? Tu Shanxian Shu fell into distress, and asked Poria weakly, "That, what do you like?"

"Lord, he likes you!" Poria blurted out, and then she saw Tu Shanxian Shu's dazed and stiff face, and then shut up, "No, the girl asked, and the slave and maid are not easy to say." ”

"Then what should I do? I have to ask him for help, and if I want to make pear blossom soup for him, I will have to wait a day or two before I can enter the kitchen, but now I am in a hurry!"

"Well, girl, why don't we go back first, and you can think about it again?"

"Okay, then let's ...... Ah~" She* screamed, it hurt, the wound on this arm, it hurt again, what happened? It hurt as if this poison had life, she protected her hand, and her face was full of pain.

Poria was very worried, "Girl, let's go back quickly? ”

"Good. ”

As everyone knows, why does she hurt so much, why does it hurt as if she has life, just because, Xiao Luoge is here, he is flying clouds and fog over the northern border, looking for the breath of Tu Shan Xian Shu everywhere, the closer she gets to Tu Shan Xian Shu, the more she hurts in her heart.

Qunhan Inn.

The best wing of the inn was occupied by the fairy family.

"Qici, I went to their Anyue Hall to ask for good medicinal materials that the medicine hall doesn't have, take this thing to honor the sick and old, he shouldn't scold me for not being home, right?" Ling Hu Zhao had a big bag of small bags, all of which were good medicinal materials that he had just gotten from An Yue Yitang, and as soon as he entered this room, he put them all on the table.

However, some people didn't seem to react, on the bookcase inside, his brows were tightly locked, his expression was solemn, his face was dark, and there was a cold cold air in his eyes, as if he was going to freeze this room into an ice room, he was holding a word in his hand, and the white and black words on it were all tugging at his heartstrings, and he just crushed the paper to shreds.

Ling Hu Zhao didn't hear a response, so he went in to take a look, and when he saw this frozen scene, he couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth, sighed, and opened his fan widely, "Oh, seven words, you've been staring at this letter all day, and you still don't let go?" He walked over and sat down on the desk.

And his impropriety didn't affect Feng Qici?

"Huh, Shi Qici, since you are so worried, why don't you go and find it yourself? Maybe the people are not dead?"

Feng Qici gently put down the letter at this time, and his eyes shot towards Ling Huzhao like a hidden ice blade, "Poisoned, falling off the cliff, can she live?"

Ling Hu Zhao shrugged his shoulders embarrassedly, and an embarrassed smile appeared on his handsome face, "It's good, people are the first apprentices of the sick old man, didn't the old man give him immortal power?"

In fact, when he first heard that he had been away from Hualu for hundreds of years, Hualu had such a big thing-the sick old man had taken in the apprenticeship again?! The curiosity in his heart couldn't help but mention the highest point, fantasizing about what it would be like to meet this lucky and unusual little nephew, but he didn't expect that no one had seen it, and the news didn't come very well, Mo Qianyao actually pushed her down the mountain? What a big hatred is this? And the artifact was also lost, one loss is two, and the important thing is that life and death are uncertain.

The letter in Feng Qici's hand was an urgent letter from Hua Lu, written by Elder Bai himself, and he reported all the things on Lelong Mountain, which means that they went back, Mo Qianyao was jointly imprisoned by the elders, waiting for Feng Qici to come back to solve it, Xiao Yuan cultivated in the medicine hall, and all Hualu knew about Gong Yan's uncertain life and death.

However, in the whole letter, the focus of the whole day has always been the sentence "Gong Yan is highly poisonous, and fell into the cliff through Mo Qianyao's hands, Le Long is too angry, I am afraid that it will be more auspicious." ”

"Qici, you are so worried about the little nephew, why don't you go find it yourself. ”

"She is not your nephew, and your relationship with the sick and old is not a brother and sister. ”

"I'm ......," he was speechless for a moment, "it's just a title, why do you care so much?"

"If she is your nephew, then what is she to me?"

Ling Hu Zhao's face was full of doubts, did Senior Brother Dare to Love Wind care about the relationship between himself and that girl for more than several generations? What is there about that little girl that can make Qici so concerned?

"Okay, I won't talk about it, but now that you're in the north, you can go and look for it, maybe you can find the bones, right?"

Again, Feng Qici killed him in seconds with a knife-like look.

"Ahem. "Ling Hu Zhao's life, what he is most afraid of is indeed Feng Qici, "Okay, I'll get down to business, I went and asked them about An Yue, there is no poison like you said, what you encountered in the mortal world before, they said that there is no at all." ”

"No?"

"Well, their An Yue focuses on hanging pots to help the world, and they can't sell drugs privately, how can there be such a drug flow in An Yue?"

"The person I chased out that day was too familiar, but I couldn't know who it was, he would use An Yue's poison, and if he wanted to get the peony seat from us, he would definitely not be An Yue's simple disciple. ”

"So, you're just asking me to make sure they have a second face?"

"Yes. ”

"Then it seems that there is indeed a hidden force fluctuating within An Yue?"

"An Yue, who also claims to have a lord, is an immortal, and is highly respected. ”

Ling Hu Zhao got up seriously, no longer joking, he jumped off the table, folding the fan and shaking it gently on his body, "That's why you directly asked me to meet the Emperor of the Northern Kingdom as a Hualu Immortal?"

Feng Qici's eyes still couldn't let go of the letter, what he said was completely different from what he thought in his heart, and what he saw with his eyes, "Yes." ”

"Qici, you are thoughtful, I am ashamed of myself, but I met him yesterday, and when I talked about An Yue, I knocked on his side, and people were just proud and had no other reaction, but it was ......"

"What?"

"The prime minister who received me at the same time is more worthy of investigation. ”

Feng Qici then moved his eyes to Ling Huzhao, "Why?"

"Because, he is the proud protégé of Lord An Yue, so he naturally knows a lot about An Yue, and he can get close to their Lord Zun. ”

"You go and do it, if you covet the artifact, you can't keep it. ”

"I know. In his spare eyes, he saw Feng Qici's worried poker expression again, and couldn't help but joke again, and even rolled his eyes, "My senior brother Qici, since you are really so worried, you can go out and look for it, don't look at it like this anymore." ”

"I'm just worried about how I'm going to explain to the sick old man about the destruction of his precious apprentice. ”

"Is that really the case?" Ling Hu Zhao looked like a gossip on his face.

"If I were old, I would be her grandfather. After Leng finished speaking, he got up, brushed up his white sleeves, and wanted to leave the room.

"The responsibility is not you, it is Mo Qianyao, I just didn't expect that her jealousy would be so heavy, it's a pity that she has a good seedling. ”

"The responsibility is indeed on me, I shouldn't let Gong Yan go with her, and I shouldn't, rush to prove her identity......"

Ling Hu Zhao stepped forward and patted him on the chest with a folding fan, "But what you're worried about is Gong Yan, aren't you worried about the lost artifact?"

He thought for a moment and squeezed out a sentence, "You really should care about the artifact." ”

Linghu Zhao pointed at him behind his back with a folding fan, looking incredulous, Qi Ci actually regarded Gong Yan as more important than an artifact? Is this still Xuanzun? Is it so difficult to mess with the sick and old? "You can really do it!"

By the way, do you need to tell him about that girl just now?

Just thinking about it, suddenly, the door of this room was lightly slammed twice, and Ling Hu Zhao didn't want to pay attention to Feng Qici for the time being and shouted towards the door, "Come in." ”

"You went and asked about the poison, and what was the result?"

Ling Hu Zhao snorted coldly and approached the visitor, "Listening to what you say, it seems to be questioning?"

The visitor's eyes were filled with a hint of hatred, and he looked at Ling Huzhao sharply, "Answer me." ”

Ling Hu Zhao glanced at Feng Qici, and saw that he didn't care about anyone at all, so he laughed and said, "How much do you hate us immortal families?"

"Answer me. ”

He still said the same sentence, cold and blunt, and with disdain, this person can only be - curtain hook.

And Tu Shan Immortal Shu, do you know that the Supreme of the Immortal Realm has different worries and concerns about his own heart?

General's Palace.

"Girl, are you alright? The wound still hurts? Poria was in a hurry, and after taking Tu Shanxian back to the room, she was worried about something happening, and she was anxious to ask for a doctor.

Tu Shanxian Shu grabbed her, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt." "It's not a comforting word, it's really not painful, and it really doesn't hurt when I come back to the General's Mansion.

Maybe it's far away from where the gods are.

"Girl, are you really alright?"

After an afternoon, I was only tired and weak, and there was nothing else to worry about.

"I'm okay, you tell me what your lord likes, such as food or use. ”

Poria smiled and teased, "The girl wants to please the lord, but in fact, you don't need to prepare anything, your people can just go over, we can see that the lord cares about the girl very much." ”

"Really, do you know why he cares so much about me?"

Poria shook her head, "The master's thoughts, Steward Rong doesn't know, and it's even harder for us to guess." ”

Hey, that's because your lord said he had seen me, and even knew that I was not a mortal. "So, what about Pear Blossom?"

"What pear blossom?"

"It's the pear blossom that you prepared, since you don't know, I'll make pear blossom soup. ”

"Don't worry, girl, we don't dare to slack off on what you ordered, according to what you said, they are already drying pear blossoms, and after your hand recovers, you can do it." ”

Tu Shanxian nodded with satisfaction, "So that I can get words out of his mouth......;

"Girl, slave maid will help you prepare water. ”

Poria stepped on the brisk steps and left, Tu Shanxian couldn't help but smile, this maid of the General's Mansion is really sensible, why is she so anxious before she finished speaking?

After a long time, Poria came over to call Tu Shan Xian to wash, and sent away the subordinates who wanted to serve her to wash, including Poria Cocos, who took off her plain white clothes, revealing her smooth skin, sprinkled waist-length green silk, stepped into the bathtub, and soaked her whole body in the petals.

She took off the gauze on her arm herself, looked at the shocking wound, and felt no waves in her heart, "The poison of the demon is really more ruthless than the poison of the Wei family at that time, this poison, I have to clean it up myself so that I won't have to worry about it." ”

She closed her eyes, trying her best to let the aura in her body reverberate, as the heat evaporated into the air, and the poisonous miasma that she was trying her best to excrete, and those she received in Lelong Mountain, were still eroding herself in her body.

She was sweating profusely, and forced luck would indeed affect her heart, not to mention that it was already reluctant to bear the poison of the demon in her mortal body, and now she could only suppress the poisonous gas in her body as much as possible, if there was no real antidote to eliminate the miasma and poisonous gas, I am afraid she could only die in a foreign land.

The wound healed somewhat, but it was oozing slightly black blood, and the corners of her mouth were also oozing blood.

Originally, hot water was only used to relieve pain and the negative effects of the cold reflux of the holy ice in the body.

"Girl, do you need to add some water?" Poria came in bypassing the screen, and was frightened by the shocking basin of black, red, black and red bath water, "Girl, are you okay?" She went over and looked at Tu Shanxian Shu, who had her eyes closed and her expression struggling, and she was anxious.

"I'm fine, I'm just pushing out the toxin. ”

"Girl, how did you get poisoned? You were brought back by the lord that day, and the wound was untreated, it was simply creepy, and the girl's face was pale, as if she was dead. ”

"You go out first, I'll do it myself. ”

"Then, girl, if you have any problems, call the slave maid, and the slave and maid are waiting outside. He left a little worriedly, and looked back at her from time to time until he walked out completely.

No, if you want to get rid of it completely, you have to go to the third sister!

She opened her eyes, her eyes were sharp, but everything that Hehua told her before she died suddenly appeared in her heart, and that scene lingered in Tu Shanxian's mind.

More than 2,000 years ago, after the end of the Great War, the drunken pot was in the hands of the old man for a while, but the old man couldn't protect it, so he entrusted it to others.

The old man knew that in Hualu and Chunfeng Pavilion, there was no Heavenly Sword at all.

Perhaps, Tu Shan and Hualu, there is more than one enemy, and the northern country in the north is undercurrent, and it may be that the light mirror is in the hands of the Anyue people.

The real drunken kettle, in the back of the year, Chiyou's mount......

Tu Shan Demon Hui Aunt Ci back then, it seems that she secretly researched a secret technique, which can save the people of the Six Realms and defeat the power of the demon god, perhaps, because of Hua Lu's sick and old wandering card.

Everything Hehua said, maybe Tu Shan Shenruo and Tu Shan Demon didn't know.

"How many secrets did the eldest sister leave back then? Why does it have anything to do with the scattered cards? What secret techniques even the sisters don't know?"

She got up slowly, revealing her graceful figure in the smoke, looking out the window, her eyes slightly cold.

It seems that we have to find a time to go back to Tushan.