Gu Tiannan pushed open the door, only to see Zhao Tianyang outside the door leaning against the railing, with a meaningful smile on his face, squeezing his already small eyes into a slit.

Zhao Tianyang said hehehe: "Senior brother, you got up so early today, did you see the magpie flying to the branches and chirping? The people you think about day and night have come to our Zixiao Palace! In order to see you, people have walked from the Immortal Peak to the Little Lotus Peak early in the morning, I look at the eyebrows and cheeks, and I have to groom for half an hour! You go to the front hall with me to relieve the pain of lovesickness!"

After speaking, Zhao Tianyang walked over and tugged at Gu Tiannan's sleeve.

Gu Tiannan was overjoyed in his heart, but his face was silent, he put his hands behind his back, put on a dignified look and said: "Who? Could it be that the third master and his old man have come to see me? In the past two years since I went down the mountain, I don't miss him a lot!"

Zhao Tianyang rolled his eyes, what kind of garlic to pretend!

Gu Tiannan hurriedly turned around and ran into the house, and began to hesitate which robe to wear to meet his sweetheart.

Zhao Tianyang followed up in the house, punched the senior brother in the chest, and before he could open his mouth to tease, he found the strong smell of alcohol in the room, he sniffed, looked around probely, and asked, "Senior brother, where did the little dumb man go so early?"

"Little mute" naturally refers to Chu Fengming, who has always been silent in front of others.

Gu Tiannan turned his head, his eyes stabbed at Zhao Tianyang fiercely, and replied, "I've gone down the mountain, I won't come back!"

When Zhao Tianyang heard this, he sat down with a big stab, and the chair under his buttocks immediately let out a few creaky moans of pain, which made Gu Tiannan feel distressed when he heard it, this was the only few belongings he had left.

Chu Fengming has a withdrawn and arrogant personality, Zhao Tianyang has no friendship with him, and the words that the two have said in the past five years add up to no more than five sentences.

Whether Chu Fengming left or stayed, Zhao Tianyang didn't care, but this huge pile of scrolls in the room made him feel dizzy inexplicably, this thing has not yet been opened, and he doesn't know how the little mute survived in this sea of mountains and books!

Zhao Tianyang hurriedly shifted his gaze, he shook the two empty wine jars, and asked with a surprised expression: "There is no food, you two drank three catties of burning knives?"

Gu Tiannan next to him had already put on an azure satin gown, he gently tidied up the placket, flicked Zhao Tianyang's plump face with his fingers, and urged: "Where did you get so much nonsense, hurry up!"

Yunmeng Daze Zhong Lingyu is beautiful, and Hongxuanzong is praised by the world as "within ten steps, there must be a real person".

It is rumored that the current head of the Hongxuan Sect, Qing Ce Tianzun, had broken through to the realm of the first-grade law as early as thirty years ago, and twenty years ago, Qing Ce Tianzun entered the Guanyun Tower to retreat, and handed over all the affairs of the sect to Ling Daosheng, the master of the Beicang Pavilion.

In the past 20 years, the rivers and lakes have been surging, and the change of the top ten masters of the Northern Zhou Dynasty is like a horse's eye, but Qingce Tianzun has always ranked among the top three, and the status of the first ancestral court of Hongxuanzong Taoism is as stable as Mount Tai.

The Northern Zhou Dynasty naturally did not want to see Hongxuanzong dominate the rivers and lakes, so it intended to get close to the Cangming Palace, which had always climbed the dragon and the phoenix and waged its tail and begged for mercy, and also gave a lot of grace to the Longhu Mountain, which believed in Huang Lao and did not care about the world, in the hope of creating a three-legged pattern of rivers and lakes.

How could Ling Daosheng, the master of the Beicang Pavilion, not see the deep meaning? His master Qingce had never set foot in the temple, and all the rewards of the Northern Zhou royal family were all denied, and even Mr. Cangming Gonger sighed and became the prime minister of the Northern Zhou Dynasty without worry, but what should he do after his old man flew to the heavenly realm one day? What about Hongxuanzong, who was already sitting on the cold bench?

The wood is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it, the line is higher than the people, the crowd must not be, sometimes standing out from the crowd is not necessarily a good thing.

No matter how many masters there are in Hongxuanzong, how can they be able to defeat the thousands of troops and horses of the Northern Zhou Dynasty? After the retreat of Qingce Tianzun, when the reward and grace of the Northern Zhou royal family were transmitted from Luoyang to Hongxuanzong, Ling Daosheng's attitude began to be ambiguous, and he accepted half and half of the retreat, half of which was to give face to the Northern Zhou royal family, and half of it was to give face to Qingce Tianzun.

In fact, Ling Daosheng, who has been in charge of Hongxuanzong for twenty years, has no children under his knees, and only has a daughter who is regarded as the pearl of his palm, named Ling Cangxue.

Ling Daosheng was middle-aged and had a daughter, and he spoiled Ling Cangxue so much that he couldn't even bear to let her cultivate and practice swords. When Ling Cangxue was eight or nine years old, Ling Daosheng went to Luoyang in person, and it took a lot of effort to invite the former Guozi Jian Zuo Sacrificial Wine to Dongting Mountain because of his outspoken mistakes, and taught Ling Cangxue music and poetry books and talked about Danqing.

This left-handed sacrificial wine who had been a gentleman for the princes of the Northern Zhou Dynasty was absent-minded when he went up the mountain, thinking that a yellow-haired girl should learn what kind of gentleman's six arts, and learn some embroidery female red, isn't it?

So this Zuo sacrificial wine has been thinking about how to find a suitable excuse to slap his ass and leave, and at the same time, he can't refute Ling Daosheng's face.

This scratching ear and cheek left sacrificial wine for three days to fish and two days to dry the net, and he was absent-minded all day long. But after he taught Ling Cangxue for more than a month, his attitude took a big turn.

Ling Cangxue's talent was completely beyond his expectations, and within a few days of learning the piano, a vast and gentle song "Xiaoxiang Water Cloud" could make Zuo Xijiu listen to it with tears in his eyes.

After that, whenever Zuo Saijiu drank tea with Ling Daosheng, he would always beat his hands and say: "Cang Xue cherishes her daughter!"

If it weren't for the great change that happened to Ling Cangxue when she was thirteen years old, Ling Daosheng never thought of letting his daughter set foot in the rivers and lakes, nor did he ever think of letting his daughter practice swords.

At the age of thirteen, Ling Cangxue returned home with her mother to save her relatives, and when they spent the night in an inn in Xuzhou, they were besieged by three masters of unknown origin.

The more than a dozen Hongxuanzong disciples who accompanied the escort were all killed in battle, Ling Cangxue's mother drew her sword to kill herself in order not to be humiliated, and although the young Ling Cangxue was lucky enough to leave a life, she was fed an extremely rare poison.

After Ling Cangxue was poisoned, the masters who besieged the mother and daughter sent her back to Hongxuanzong. Although Ling Cangxue still has a life, she has poisoned her hair more than ten times a day, and she has to drink a lot of human blood every time she has poisoned her hair, otherwise her whole body will fester, and it will be painful and itchy.

Hongxuanzong's third master ancestor Chongyang Tianzun, who was the best at pill medicine, was helpless in the face of this poison, according to Chongyang Tianzun's judgment, this was a strange poison refined with the blood of more than a dozen ancient demon beasts, and there was no cure at all.

Not only can Chongyang Tianzun not be able to cure the poison, but there is also no antidote for the poisoner, so the ruthless method of leaving no way out does not seem to be the work of the Demon Sect, it is very similar to the strange trick of the Demon Clan.

Although Ling Cangxue was sucking human blood every day, the skin on her body was still festering inch by inch, and several wounds even revealed white bones.

A good daughter's family has become neither human nor ghost, and the heart-rending wails resounded day and night in the Jingle Palace of the Ageless Peak. All the disciples of Hongxuan Sect respected Ling Cangxue, and many people thought that death was a relief for Ling Cangxue.

Ling Cangxue never thought of using death to be freed, it was the hatred in her heart that supported her to grit her teeth and live every breath.

His beloved wife died tragically, his daughter's flesh and blood festered and he couldn't live all day long, Ling Daosheng was not only tormented, but also had to suck blood for his daughter day and night, and within a few days, he reached the point where he ran out of oil and died.

Just when Ling Daosheng was determined to catch a few mountain bandits and horse thieves to suck his daughter's blood, Gu Tiannan, who was only fourteen years old at the time and was not yet Ling Cangxue, rolled up his sleeves and made a cut on his wrist with his sword, and put it directly on Ling Cangxue's mouth.

All the disciples of the Hongxuan Sect couldn't wait to be ten zhang away from Ling Cangxue, who was half human and half ghost, only Gu Tiannanken approached Ling Cangxue and dared to approach Ling Cangxue.

This is where love arises.

It was strange to say that Gu Tiannan's blood completely suppressed the poison in Ling Cangxue's body.

Chongyang Tianzun didn't say much after his face showed a different color, but just said lightly: "Creation may be intentional." ”

After sucking Gu Tiannan's blood, Ling Cangxue's daily poison became less and less, and the festering skin on her body gradually became white as usual.

Gu Tiannan was only fourteen years old at the time, and Ling Dao Sheng, who was full of true qi and cultivated to a deep level, couldn't bear a large amount of blood loss every day, let alone Gu Tiannan, who was still young and shallow in cultivation?

Gu Tiannan saw that his blood had such a miraculous effect, he simply moved to Immortal Peak with the cover roll, guarding Ling Cangxue day and night, whenever Ling Cangxue was poisonous, he raised his wrist without hesitation.

Three days later, Gu Tiannan fainted more than five times, his face was as pale as paper, trembling like chaff, and the true qi in his body was as thin as silk.

But Gu Tiannan was still extremely stubborn, and he was determined to save Ling Cangxue.

Gu Fan and Lin Yuehua were extremely distressed, and Lin Yuehua secretly wiped her tears, but she couldn't bear to abandon Ling Cangxue, so the husband and wife used their strong true qi every day to maintain Gu Tiannan's blood consumption. Ling Daosheng even used all means to collect a large number of rare pills for Gu Tiannan. For Gu Tiannan at that time, he didn't have to eat every day, and he was full after eating those elixirs.

In this way, after sucking Gu Tiannan's blood for more than two months, the poison in Ling Cangxue's body was completely eliminated. Gu Tiannan exchanged half of his life for Ling Cangxue's life.

Since then, Ling Cangxue's heart has changed greatly, she has witnessed her mother wielding a sword to kill herself, her mother's desperate and helpless cries when she is dying often echo in her dreams, and the pain when she is poisoned in her body is a nightmare at midnight.

After thirteen-year-old Ling Cangxue recovered, she did not report to her father Ling Daosheng, so she took the initiative to invite Zuo Xianjiu to go down the mountain. After the left sacrificial wine left, Ling Cangxue smashed the piano and broke the pen, and picked up the long sword left by her mother.

After the age of thirteen, Ling Cangxue had only Gu Tiannan in her eyes and heart.

The two eye-catching scars on Gu Tiannan's two wrists were a bond that Ling Cangxue couldn't let go of in her life.

Perhaps, Ling Cangxue will not be able to let go of this man who once watered her life with blood in her next life.

Cangshan bears snow, and the candle sky is south.