Chapter 8
"Yes, I've only been there for a few days, and he coaxed Luo Luo to get married. Youli sighed faintly in the wine cup.
The moon is a semi-full moon, bright and shining, and stands out in the clear blue night sky. The moon and stars are scarce, and those shining stars have all turned into nothingness.
At this moment, she didn't know what the emotions that were lingering in her heart were. Luoluo is just getting married, from the very beginning, he can only marry Qiansong, what are you thinking?
Youli laughed self-deprecatingly, and there was bitterness in the spicy elixir.
It's just that the unknown emotion in my heart has become more wanton through the wine.
Drunk and look at the sword, crazy demon martial artist.
Youli directly drew his sword, I don't know if he was drunk or not, he used light skills, and went crazy on the spot.
"You come out!" In Youli's voice, the delicate charm had long been gone, and the anger almost turned into substance, piercing into people's hearts like a spike.
"Luo'er is asleep!" Qian Song was afraid that this noise would wake up the people inside, so he heard the sound and roared in a low voice. He lightly put on his coat, took the folding fan, and went out of the room quietly.
Sure enough, Youli listened to Xiao Luo's sleep and stopped a lot, but the person was still dizzy, holding on to the saber, staggering.
"Qiansong! why are you!" Youli said, tears welling up in her eyes, "Why are you! Where are you worth falling!" Before the words fell, a sword qi had already swung out.
Qian Song hurriedly took the folding fan, which was able to block the sword qi, "Youli! you are sick!" He was a little angry. His martial arts attainments are already poor, not to mention that he was frightened in the middle of the night, how could he stop Youli. Fortunately, this man was drunk.
Youli watched her miss a blow, and she became even more angry. "Without you, Luoluo won't be ......" Won't it be anything? Youli was suddenly confused, but a sword qi that was even more powerful than just now had already swung out.
Qian Song knew that he couldn't stop it, so he dodged in embarrassment, and the whole person fell to the ground. He was invincible, so he could only stare at Youli with angry eyes.
"Luoluo is the best in the world. Yuli's voice weakened, and she thought of something, and began to smile coquettishly again. Yes, wouldn't it be nice if the person in front of me was gone?
Just thinking about it, facing Qian Song, who was standing still, he slashed out more than a dozen sword qi one after another.
Qian Song looked at these bright afterimages, feeling endless despair. But if you don't try, how do you know? His eyes were overflowing with battle intent, and he almost used the strength of his whole body, clenched his teeth, waved a folding fan, and struggled to resist every sword qi.
Youli was still wielding her sword qi, as if she was tireless, and even a little disorganized.
"Sister Youli, how can you bully Brother Qiansong!" Xiao Luo's crisp voice suddenly interrupted Youli's movements. She rushed out from behind Qian Song, took the place, brandished her whip, and scattered all the sword energy. There was even a falling momentum, which hit Youli directly.
Still woke up Luo'er. Qian Song sat on the ground, panting and grinning, very presumptuous. It's just a little bit of miscellaneous, and Luo'er won't like it, or it won't last long.
"Luoluo ......" Yuli suddenly spat out blood, became overwhelmed, and looked blankly at everything in front of him, and threw the saber he was holding on the ground.
At this time, Xiao Luo turned a blind eye to Youli's vomiting blood. The black and white world, the dark glass at this time, is bad.
"Sister Youli, you can't bully Brother Qiansong!" Xiao Luo frowned, stretched out his arms, and stood in front of Qiansong, holding the whip tightly, glaring at Youli angrily.
"Luoluo...... It's not like that, you listen to me......" Yuli was very panicked, and her voice became cautious.
"I saw it, you are bullying Brother Qiansong!" Xiao Luo At this time, he no longer called Youli "sister", and looked at the woman who came over vigilantly, full of vigilance.
"Luo'er, it's time to sleep, the night is cold, it's cold outside. Qian Song said, coughing violently.
"Brother Qiansong!" Xiao Luo didn't care about the whip in his hand, and hurriedly helped Qiansong to give him a smooth breath, "I'll ask Er Xi to call Doctor Ran." ”
"Luoluo, don't go!" Youli called out to the person in front of her, "Are you real, are you willing to marry this person?" As long as she answered half a "no", she would take Xiao Luo away desperately.
"I married Brother Qiansong, what does it have to do with you!" Xiao Luo's eyes showed that Youli was already bad, and it couldn't be better.
After a while, the poison doctor Ran was called by Er Xi, and he carefully checked Qian Song's pulse, "You are a weak disease in the womb, even if you practice martial arts, you shouldn't be like this." I'll give you the medicine tomorrow. ”
"Thank you, Doctor Ran. Qian Song smiled softly, Luo'er cared about herself. This little man has fallen asleep on the quilt.
Poison Doctor Ran looked at Youli, who was still sitting in the courtyard, and let out a long sigh.
Youli's eyes were hollow, she had lost her strength, and it seemed that there was no hope.
"Youli, I'll take you to sober up. Poison Doctor Ran helped Youli and left the courtyard.