Su Zheyu felt that it was dark in front of him, and he turned off the light. Is it cold www.biquge.info Pen, Fun, Pavilion? She heard his voice in her ears. She shook her head as usual, and under the two winter quilts, gritted her teeth in denial. He didn't speak, and in the darkness of the night she suddenly touched his lips—the lips that landed on her forehead. She was taken aback, and saw that one of his eyes, which were so sharp at all times, was above her head. He sucked on her burning forehead, as if he didn't care about anything, but she was frightened and began to cry instead.

Su Feather. She heard his voice, when did you cry so much?

She hurriedly held back, pondering the sin of crying.

Let's take a gamble. Tuoba Gu seemed to snort softly. Kind of a promise to you—the last request. If you don't die this time, it's not too late to take back these words.

There was a rare sound of footsteps outside the window, and after a pause, it was far away. He expected that it was most likely Su Fufeng.

In fact, Su Fufeng is not bad for you. He added, as if for the first time he had spoken to her in a tone that seemed to be small talk.

Well. Su Zhiyu responded gently.

His warm body relieved her cold, and the drowsiness grew stronger.

When he heard this, he stopped talking.

It's just that he can't sleep. Without figuring out who poisoned him, he couldn't sleep.

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She woke up in the early morning with very humid air, which made her believe that a light rain had fallen outside her window. She couldn't believe she was sleeping with him like this. She raised her hand, and the bright red on her arm showed that nothing was getting better, except that she was not dead.

Master...... She tried to get away from him, but her master moved only slightly, and took her back into his arms. Why?, he asked her.

Master, are you alright?" she was nervous, afraid that he would suffer because of himself.

What to worry about. He was unmoved.

She was convinced that such symptoms might not hurt him at all, so she relieved herself.

Master, I seem to ...... It's a little better. She told the truth.

Tuoba Gu just snorted, obviously, not to his heart. He knew very well that she could not be cured without an antidote. He didn't know if he was a little afraid that he would have to settle the matter as soon as possible -- that is, to get the "murderer" out of his own people as soon as possible. Cheng Fangyu, Shan Feng--even those people left, no matter who they were, he didn't want to be.

He carefully recalled everything that night, including everyone's expressions at Cheng Fangyu's door. He was still unsure of his guess.

The body in his arms once again fell into a fine breath. He subconsciously soothed her back, but was shocked to realize that this was what he had done to another woman a long time ago.

The surprise made him loosen his embrace a little, and he stepped back a little to look at her. She fell asleep again, her face covered with red beans, and it became clearer in the light of day.

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Tuoba Gu and "Tuoba Yu" talking in the courtyard did not arouse much suspicion from people passing by.

Is she better? Su Fufeng was obviously nervous.

Tuoba shook his head.

Why did you suddenly change your mind last night......? But it's a matter of her life.

It's also about your life. Tuoba glanced at her.

Su Fufeng muttered. My life is of little importance to you.

So take it when you should take it most. Tuoba Gu smiled. Yes, I have something serious to ask you. The kind of poison quenching method you mentioned yesterday seems to be not easy?

It's not easy. Su Fu Feng Dao. Naturally, the premise is that it is really a poison mixed with smallpox as you say. It is necessary to quench the pus of the patient in a special way, and then mix it with special medicinal materials, each of which is indispensable, and then prepare it according to a certain method, and then dry it into a powder; moreover, quenching the poison from the sick person is also a dangerous thing in itself.

That is to say, there are not many people on the rivers and lakes who can make this medicine?

Uh-huh, I don't think much. Su Fufeng nodded. But are you really that sure? Many poisons can cause this symptom, and even if you look for it, it may not be useful!

Naturally, I have a way to be sure. Tuoba Lone's gaze fell to the ground. You go on to say, do you know who makes this medicine, or where can you get it?

I don't know.

Then you go and check it out for me.

How to check?

If you don't want to make a noise, you can also go to the library of Mingyue Villa to see if there is any record.

Su Fufeng snorted. Well-just-it's just--a place like the library building, and the sect leader himself can go there.

I can go, but ......

Su Fufeng saw him turn over his left hand, and his heart was shocked, only to see that there were several red dots of different shades on the back of that hand.

You...... Do you ......

If it weren't, how could I be sure that this poison was not just poison. Tuoba lonely road. No matter how violent the ordinary poison is, it will not be infected by others like a malignant disease.

But you ...... In case you are also ......

I don't have anything to do, but the toxicity may spread at any time, and with this investigation, I can't do it for the time being.

Su Fufeng looked at him in a daze, and after a while, he spoke, and said earnestly, Tuoba Sect Master, yesterday I said that you are not good to my sister - you, you just didn't say those words to me......

Tuoba Gu didn't respond, but said, I have been informed of the news, if the other people of the Qinglong Sect come to you, don't mention this matter to anyone except Cheng Fangyu.

Su Fufeng nodded and said, I know. But seeing that Tuoba Gu seemed to have a turn of mind, his eyebrows furrowed. Wait, I suddenly came up with a solution.

What? Su Fufeng wondered.

Tuoba looked at her. As long as you're willing to help.

You name it.

Before the afternoon, as Su Zhiyu, you passed a separate message to everyone I brought, and you thought about the wording and expression, just to inform me of the news that I had been poisoned. Just tell this, not more. -- Or except for Cheng Fangyu. Cheng Fangyu, you can tell the truth about the ins and outs.

Su Fufeng was a little puzzled. Are you doubting your own people?

But seeing that Tuoba didn't answer, she had to nod and say, Okay, don't worry, I'll help you.

I hope this seat has not spared you. Tuoba Gu gave her one last glance and turned to leave.

In the house, Su Zheyu had already gotten out of bed.

She sat in front of the mirror, her head bowed, and her hands over her forehead.

She was dressed in a thin white coat, her black hair was falling like a waterfall, but her shoulders were shaking.

He approached slightly and coughed, Su Zhiyu was startled and stood up suddenly.

If you had not been the one who had come in, you would not have been discovered. Tuoba said coldly.

Be...... Su Zheyu lowered his head, and his hands covering his face still didn't dare to let go. Feather ...... Wrong.

Do you care about your looks?

No...... Su folded feathers like mosquitoes and flies.

Don't you just put your hands down!

Su Zhiyu agreed, but he still hesitated for a long time before he slowly put his hand down, but his head was still lowered, refusing to show him the slightest face.

Tuoba looked in the mirror, and his shadow was clear. The symptoms hadn't done anything to his face yet, but he knew it might only be temporary.

Oriyu, you look at me. He placed his right hand on her shoulder. But that was Su Zheyu, who didn't dare to look at him on weekdays, how could he raise his head like this at this moment.

I'll teach you to look at me!" he shouted in displeasure.

Su Zhiyu bit his lip, his head raised slightly, but he immediately drooped down.

No, master. She's still talking. Oriyu is really ...... It's true...... I'm afraid to see you......

Why don't you dare!, Tuoba Gu's hand pinched her chin. Didn't you say you didn't care?

On Su Zheyu's upturned face, the huge redness and swelling were exuding swelling pain. Her tears hung up and she whispered with difficulty.

I...... I don't care, but I'm afraid of the master......

From the hazy teary eyes, I couldn't see his expression clearly, and I couldn't say what I wanted to say.

Until the warm touch grabbed her lips.

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The weather in early winter is cloudy and sunny. A leisurely afternoon seems to be prepared for the arrival of a person.

He came on time.

The man in black's outfit didn't change, and neither did his voice. The first thing that came out of the hoarse throat was a soft laugh. Hum.

Looks like you're almost too good?" he looked sharply.

Thank you for your concern, and I have been cured. He returned the salute with a sword, although the other party did not seem to be saluting.

The man's gaze stayed on Ling's face. This regained the youthful spirit of his former glory and gave him a strange shock.

What do you look at people. Qiu Guanghan laughed at him on the side.

I'm beginning to realize now that you're the person in the painting. He said to Ling.

Before Ling Li could speak, the black-clothed man's tone was cold again, and he said in a low voice, so kill you at this moment, so you don't insult the sword in my hand!

Ling Li squinted at him. Are you sent by the Heavenly Metropolis?

The man in black didn't answer, and raised his sword flatly: The bamboo forest is a good place, let's go there.

Place is nice. Ling Li followed him out. But it's not easy to get this forest, and I want to tell you: no one is allowed to cut down the bamboo—if anyone hurts the forest, it's a loss.

Is there any reason for this? The man in black frowned, but then he didn't care about losing away. Well, it's up to you. This girl, please stay here. The sword has no eyes, and if there is a mistake, it will not be held responsible.

Qiu Guanghan snorted. Do you dare to hurt me, do you know who I am!

The man didn't seem interested in who she was, and walked away. Qiu Guanghan was about to follow, but Ling Li blocked her. Don't go.

How can I even ...... you

Listen to me.

I don't listen to this. Qiu Guanghan was angry, but he left before her.

Ling Li had no choice but to follow her. Do you want to distract me? Don't be ignorant!" he sighed a little heavier.

If I don't follow, you won't be distracted?" Qiu Guanghan asked rhetorically.

The man in black had stood still from a distance, looking at the two of them.

Ling Li had to whisper, then you are here, don't come any closer.

Qiu Guanghan accepted his compromise. The glade in the forest, which is only a few feet in radius, is the place where the two of them live and die.

The man in black saw him coming, and slowly removed the scabbard. He didn't draw his sword, he just held it, and he didn't move.

Suddenly, the man in black "soared into the sky", and the sword body stood upright. This style is a courtesy, and Ling Li knows it, so he also draws his sword out of the sheath and straightens it up, which is counted as a return gift - but he understands that the other party is a scheming man, because Ling Li suddenly drew his sword so notoriously fast and unpredictable, he didn't want to understand it, so he forced him to draw his sword and couldn't make a move.

He snorted coldly in his heart and came unceremoniously. That swordsmanship, he has practiced for too long and is too familiar, and it is useless.

The man in black raised his sword and reversed. His sword was not as long as the sharp, but it was wider, and when he approached him, it suddenly turned, bringing a piercing reflection. Ling Li squinted his eyes and retreated slightly, and the friction of the two swords made an unpleasant metallic sound, and Qiu Guanghan, who was a little farther away, couldn't help frowning.

As soon as the black-clothed man's sword stirred, he slammed it into the ribs. Both of them are extremely fast, dazzling, and have gone through several moves against each other. The man in black moved his left hand, but he came to catch the sharp shoulder. If he can succeed, he will slash with his sword, and the sword of the man in black will be slashed at his wrist. The scabbard of Lingli's left hand hit him in the abdomen, and the man in black was extremely flexible, and he had dodged it with a twist, and the person swept up and fell in a whirlwind, Lingli's two hands were all missing, and his left palm saw that it cut to Lingli's right wrist.

Shocked and frightened, he lowered his wrist to avoid it, but it was too late. The man in black saw that his fingers had touched his wrist, but he suddenly felt a wave of heat, although the strength was not great, but it flicked his fingers away an inch. Ling Li hurriedly turned his wrist and dodged it to stab him in the left shoulder with a backhand.

The man in black raised his sword to greet him, but he was also surprised in his heart, and his cultivation was not shallow. Ling Li himself only felt that his wrist was just cold, and then disappeared, only to fight with his strength, but he did not expect to bounce away the opponent, and his heart was also very surprised, if you can't take advantage of the inner strength, then you must not take advantage of the moves.

He was in good spirits, and his sword moves were no longer chaotic, and according to the book, he used them one by one, and when he was at the peak of his skill, he could almost succeed - but the man in black was obviously not a vague person, and he smiled deeply, as if he had done it before, and he was not all capable.