Fang Zhiming looked at Jiang Ziyan who was scratching his head, sighed faintly, rubbed his forehead, and said helplessly:

"Sister, have you had enough? ”

Jiang Ziyan was deeply addicted to self-entertainment activities, and was playing alone, when he heard this, he couldn't help glaring at Fang Zhiming angrily, and opened his mouth to scold:

"Aren't I just idle! You came back late and still disliked me, Fang Zhiming, do you have a heart, I still help you fool that old pervert, you don't recognize your sister when you turn your face, you have no conscience!"

“......”

He rubbed the corners of his forehead, the muscles on his face trembled, and he tried to suppress the fragrance in his throat that was about to overflow, and quietly watched his sister who was a demon and did not speak.

“......”

After enduring patience for a long time, Fang Zhiming finally took off the mask of hypocrisy and gentleness, revealing his mean and sharp true face, and opened his mouth with a knife to pierce people's hearts: "Hehe! With all due respect, you are indeed quite idle." Secretly rubbing and thinking about Wu Tong all day long, don't think I don't know. Your eyes look like you haven't seen a man in 180 years, and your eyes are almost glued to someone, okay?!"

"Ciao!" Jiang Ziyan's careful thinking was ruthlessly punctured by him, and he suddenly felt ashamed and angry.

She just took one more look, and she was actually arranged like this kid, she has been in love for many years, how can she stand this kind of "slander".

In a fit of rage, Jiang Ziyan grabbed the jade cup next to him and threw it over, and roared angrily: "Fang Zhiming, you get out! The old lady doesn't recognize you! The garbage brother who has poured blood mold for eight lifetimes! Get out of the old lady! Get out of the farther the better!"

The jade cup did not fall to the ground and shatter as expected. Fang Zhiming stretched out his hand to take the jade cup, slowly put it aside, and continued to open his mouth to stab the knife: "Hehe, this is my cave mansion, I don't have such a stupid sister, why do you let me go?"

Fang Zhiming sneered, stood with his chest crossed, his eyes were contemptuous, seeing Jiang Ziyan's heart on fire, he felt that the good bearing that he had raised for a hundred years was gone.

Fang Zhiming didn't realize that it was only with this newly recognized cheap old lady that he would recover his poisonous tongue and cautious turtle hair nature, revealing his truest side.

They are really sisters and brothers, they look alike, their personalities are similar, and they are all ...... It's hypocritical......

If an outsider is lucky enough to see these two people crazy like fighting cocks, they will definitely be shocked to the ground.

Who would have thought that this shrew-like woman was Jiang Ziyan, a charming and beautiful woman with a far-reaching reputation for ink smoke? And that young man who was full of knives and guns, and who was angry and did not pay for his life, was a beautiful man known for his modesty and gentleness?

......

Those who helped them spread rumors saw this scene, and they probably wanted to poke themselves in the eyes.

Jiang Ziyan also felt a little weak when he heard this, after all, it was not his own cave mansion...... But in this case, her momentum must not be lost.

She raised her head proudly, puffed up her proud chest, and said with a strong voice: "You are my brother, I am your sister, and I am an elder!

“......”

Fang Zhiming was stunned by this shameless remark, and was stunned in place, speechless.

The scene was silent for a while.

Jiang Ziyan's cultivation year is still shallow, and his cheeks have not yet cultivated to the realm of invulnerability, in fact, he also feels that these words are strong, so he took advantage of the situation to find himself a step down, and his expression was slightly embarrassed: "Ahem...... That, I said casually, don't take it seriously, I'm not that kind of person, will I be that kind of person?"

“......”

She stiffened her neck, looked up hesitantly, glanced at the young man in front of her who was speechless, and pondered for a moment before she said:

"Ah, that ...... What's wrong with you? Do you still need my sister to do anything?"

When Fang Zhiming heard this, he was truly silent.

When Jiang Ziyan saw his reaction, he only felt a mouthful of blood pressing on his chest, this person was so aggrieved that it made people crazy.

She turned her head, and her heart was blocked, both sad and regretful. I couldn't bear to look at the thin young man in front of me again, for fear that I would run to kill someone on an impulse.

She had thought countless times that if she had found out about Ah Ming's identity earlier, it would have been great, maybe it wouldn't have been......

Unfortunately, there are not so many ifs in this world.

Jiang Ziyan's expression was cold, and he grabbed Fang Zhiming's shoulder, pressed his shoulder blade, and forced him to look at her.

Her eyes were red, and she faintly felt murderous: "You say, is he bullying you again?!" It's just an old monk who has no skills, and he is extremely disgusting! Occupying the position of an uncle, he is a scumbag, waiting for me to ...... it."

"No, sister. Fang Zhiming suddenly interrupted her words, lowered his head, his expression was dark, and his breathing was a little short: "I...... I didn't let him touch me, you don't have to do it, I'll protect myself. ”

"But ......"

"After all, he is Elder Yuanying, Sister, you can't make a move...... There are some things that you can't do easily. ”

He raised his head, revealing a pure smile, his white teeth showed a little calm, as if he was an awakened demon: "I want to do it myself, he treated me like this, how can I let him die so easily?"

“......”

After a moment of silence, Jiang Ziyan sighed, and finally had nothing to say.

Anyway, the hatred that has been accumulated for more than ten years, if you don't take revenge in person, it will always be difficult to settle.

Fang Zhiming's eyes were dark, his eyes looked at his hand motionlessly, and there was a bright blood mark on it, which should have been splashed by Fang Jie unintentionally.

His expression became very complicated, and he subconsciously touched the jade bracelet on his wrist and said to himself:

"It's rare for me to be kind enough to help people, but I didn't expect you to be unappreciative and kill yourself. ”

"Who is to blame for all this......

......

Who is to blame for all this?

......

"Ugh. ”

Qin Duxuan woke up suddenly, breathing heavily, his face was pale and his face was haggard.

She clutched her chest, only to feel that her heart was being bitten by something, and it hurt like a convulsion.

Under the pain, her fists clenched unconsciously, her whole person was sweating as if she had just been fished out of the water, and her already light lips were even more pale and transparent, looking extremely fragile.

"It's great that you're awake. ”

Hearing the sound, the little disciple who was guarding outside immediately ran in, and was surprised to see her wake up and straighten up, and immediately ran out to report: "Master Ancestor, Senior Sister is awake......

She looked at the back of her little brother in the distance, raised her hand against her forehead, and only felt that her chest was blocked and her heart hurt.

"What...... What?"

Her eyes suddenly became unbearably sour for some reason, and a cool liquid flowed through her face. She subconsciously touched her face, her hands were full of water marks, and before she knew it, tears were already on her face.

There were vague memories swirling in her mind, repeatedly, frame by frame like broken shadows, floating in her mind.

She saw a sharp sword, a small jade bottle, and a small figure blocking in front of her, opening her hand......

She also saw a pair of magnificent purple eyes, brilliant and beautiful......

"Poof"

Suddenly, she felt an itch in her throat, and a mouthful of thick black blood spurted out of her mouth, her whole body was disordered, and her face was as white as paper.

A mouthful of black blood left his mouth, Qin Duxuan suddenly felt that his body was light, and the whole person became relaxed, fluttering as if in a dream, and closed his eyes again.

"Ah Xuan, you're awake, how are you?"

Qin Shaohua set off immediately after receiving the report, and hurriedly rushed over with a person on his shoulder.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped into the door, he saw this scene, which really shocked him, and he could only shake the Lingshu who was forcibly tied by him, and his face was full of anxiety: "Lingshu! look, what's wrong with my apprentice?"

Lingshuzi's hair was messy like a chicken nest, his eyelids drooped and he looked like he hadn't woken up, and he was still a little out of state.

The more Qin Shaohua looked at it, the more anxious he became, he completely lost the demeanor of the sword master, shook his shoulders like crazy, and shouted: "Old man, wake me up, you talk to me!"

"Stop, stop, don't ...... Don't shake, the old man is dizzy. ”

Lingshuzi really had an evil breath in his stomach. In the middle of the night, the dignified young merchant sword master broke through the air and moved to her cave, looking at him who was still resting, and dragged him out of bed and tied him to Shushan without saying a word, this kind of bandit style is really angry.

It's just that at this moment, seeing this cold guy's anxious look, the fire in his heart was unconsciously extinguished. After hesitating for a moment, he could only sigh helplessly, intending to let him go, but he still couldn't help but relent.

It's just that he looked at Qin Duxuan, who was lying on the bed and didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and still wanted to poke Qin Shaohua's backbone, which really made him angry!

This Qin Shaohua has been cultivating for thousands of years, and if he doesn't accept disciples, he will be amazing. On weekdays, he trains the child to death, tossing half to death, and even he, an outsider, is frightened, for fear that he will accidentally toss the child away.

This kid is also hard, stunned and meticulously let it be tossed, cultivating like crazy, and he didn't say a word when he was injured, and he relied purely on his apricot forest poverty alleviation to hang a breath of fairy breath to continue his life. Otherwise, even if he didn't die, he would have become crippled early.

Lingshuzi sighed, walked to the side of the bed and looked at the unconscious little girl, and his heart softened when he looked at it.

The handsome girl is not very old and has a good temperament, just like her master, who looks cold and rejects people thousands of miles away on weekdays. is also as stubborn as a donkey, once he is ruthless, the ten dragons can't pull it back.

Shushan Sword Sect Qi Cultivation Senior Sister, to put it nicely, he couldn't imagine how much effort he had to put in behind him in order to stand out with his strength in that group of sword cultivators who didn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade.

The more Lingshuzi looked at it, the more he felt pitiful for the child, and while secretly sighing, he condemned Qin Shaohua for being cruel, but the movements in his hands did not stop, silently inputting the aura to diagnose and repair.

Qin Duxuan fell into a coma again after spitting out a mouthful of black blood, and although her face was still pale at this time, she already had a faint hint of ruddyness.

After the conditioning was completed, Lingshuzi saw the dirty blood on the quilt, and he was curious, so he dipped a touch of blood and observed it carefully, and the more he looked at it, the tighter his brows wrinkled, as if he had encountered something tricky.

Qin Shaohua watched Lingshuzi's expression gradually become serious, his heart jumped, and he asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's not blood, it's poison. Lingshuzi pondered for a moment, then made a judgment and said, "The old man has been practicing medicine for thousands of years, and he has never seen this type of poison, so I'm afraid this poisoning is not accidental. ”

His expression was cautious, he touched his beard, glanced at Qin Duxuan who was lying on the bed, and said, "The child is fine, you can rest assured." The child is blessed with a great life, and this poison was inexplicably spit out by her...... Well, that's a big deal. ”

"When the child wakes up, ask her how she was poisoned. The origin of this poison is extraordinary, if it is inadvertently infected, it is fine, if it is intentional...... That's hard to say. ”

Qin Shaohua naturally understood the seriousness of the situation, and nodded cautiously.

He looked at Qin Duxuan, who was lying on the bed, his breathing gradually calming down, and frowned slightly.

He looked at Qin Duxuan, who was closing his eyes and looking extremely well-behaved and fragile, and stretched out his hand to twist the corners of the quilt for her, his face was expressionless, but he felt faintly uneasy in his heart.

I always felt like something was going to happen.