Let's say that Li Mengxin carried Zhuge Chunqiu to the Xingchen Pavilion branch in Yangzhou City for help. Soon, Nangong Yuyu arrived at the top of the cliff with Zhuge Wuwei, who had arrived from Xingchen Island.

Looking at the mottled blood stains on the withered flowers and trees, Zhuge Wuwei immediately judged that someone was poisoned and seriously injured, and with Nangong Yuyu's explanation all the way, there was no doubt that it was the Spring and Autumn Period.

You are looking for this trace, I will go down to take a look, Zhuge Wuwei's tone is decisive, and he has been in the momentum of the superior all the year round, and he is not angry and arrogant.

As soon as his body moved, Zhuge Wuwei rose into the air and swept towards the bottom of the cliff, but he stepped out directly in the void, and at this time, he didn't care about the consumption of spirit.

In a moment, Zhuge Wuwei dodged into the cave of the Great Sui Secret Treasure, and at this time, all the mechanisms activated in the corridor had stopped.

In a few flashes of his body, Zhuge Wuwei disappeared at the end of the road, and after a cup of tea, Zhuge Wuwei returned with a cold old face, and after a few ups and downs, he had reached the edge of the cliff.

Looking for Li Mengxin's back with some traces left by Zhuge Chunqiu, he tracked it away.

From a distance, Zhuge Wuwei saw Nangong Yuyu healing Zhuge Chunqiu's injuries, and a strange woman holding a sword to protect the Dharma on the side, presumably it was Li Mengxin.

After a few ups and downs, Zhuge Wuwei arrived in front of them, and Li Mengxin looked vigilantly at the white-robed old man who suddenly appeared.

"Hmph, you are that Li Mengxin!" Thinking of his beloved apprentice's injury, Zhuge Wuwei didn't have a good face.

"Pavilion Master, Young Master, he..."Nangong Yuyu opened his eyes and closed his eyebrows, his eyebrows were tightly locked, and a pair of Danfeng tears flashed, his face was full of worry.

Zhuge Wuwei glanced at Nangong Yuyu deeply, flashed in the tiger's eyes, a touch of tenderness, and the pain disappeared in a flash.

Just looking at the complexion, I feel that the situation is very bad, Zhuge Wuwei is still very confident in his medical skills, but when he puts Zhuge on the Spring and Autumn Vein, Zhuge Wuwei only feels that the sky is a thunderbolt, and the tiger's eyes are round.

Hmph! Zhuge Wuwei suppressed his anger, snorted coldly, and took out a pack of silver needles from his arms, which was usually the most precious meridian soul separation needle.

Untied the white robe, spread it on the ground, and gently put Zhuge Chunqiu from Nangong Yuyu's arms on the white robe and lay down.

Zhuge Wuwei's tiger eyes closed tightly, silently reciting the decision of his heart, suppressing the anger rising in his heart.

Suddenly, Zhuge Wuwei opened his eyes, the essence in the tiger's eyes flashed away, and his hands quickly inserted needles into Zhuge Chunqiu's body, which was the long-lost meridian soul acupuncture method on the rivers and lakes, claiming that as long as the soul is not out of the body, it can calm the vitality and keep a breath alive.

"Sister Nangong, Spring and Autumn He..." Li Mengxin's face was full of worry.

Nangong Yuru shook her head, the worry in her eyes could not be concealed, she was very dissatisfied with Li Mengxin in her heart, but she still spoke: "The pavilion master is healing him! The situation should not be good, it is the first time to see the pavilion master's expression so solemn!"

Li Mengxin staggered back two steps, her right hand covering her heart, her face pale. Helpless, regretful, desolate, and self-blame came to my heart, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and I fell to the ground quietly.

"Miss Li!" Nangong Yuru was shocked. Looking at Li Mengxin, whose brows were tightly locked in his arms, his apricot eyes were full of tears, and his face was pale, Nangong Yuru burst into tears and shouted: "Injustice!"

Hmph! Zhuge Wuwei got up for the needle, saw the unconscious Li Mengxin, reluctantly threw away a pill, bowed down and hugged Zhuge Chunqiu, and floated away.

The door opened, and Zhuge Wuwei walked out tired.

His brows tightened, and he pondered in his heart: "Weird! What kind of poison is it! What kind of poison is it? It is so domineering! It is actually based on Gang Qi as the source! The meridians are severely damaged and can be cured, and it does not hurt to reverse Gang Qi even if most of his power is lost! The wealth accumulated by Xingchen Pavilion over the years, although there are few treasures in this regard, there are some stocks. But this poison is difficult! difficult! difficult!" Thinking about it, Zhuge Wuwei suddenly felt like a numb heart.

"Father, Qiu'er..."Nangong Yuru asked eagerly.

"Hey, this kid in Chunqiu, has the same temper as you! Have you passed the book back to Xingchen Island? This poison in Chunqiu is probably only able to be solved by Hua Lao," Zhuge Wuwei rubbed his temples, and he had a headache.

"Hmm!" Nangong Yuyu snorted lightly, and was silent as an answer to the message.

"Xiaoru, still refuse to forgive your father?" Zhuge Wuwei looked sad.

Nangong Yuru's delicate body trembled, and a touch of pain flashed in the apricot, complicated, and still silent.

"I really didn't expect that Bauhinia kid to be so resolute back then! If he knew that this would be the case, his father would never let him forge a sword!" Zhuge Wuwei's face was full of grief.

Nangong Yuru's expression was moved when she heard this, and a touch of tenderness flashed.

"Say no more!" she was in agony.

Zhuge Wuwei turned around, looked into the distance, and stopped talking. The back is so lonely and lonely.

Looking at Zhuge Wuwei's white hair on his temples and Xiao Suo's figure, Nangong Yuru's eyes blurred with tears.

"Father, Qiu'er, he..."Nangong Yuru choked up.

Zhuge Wuwei's body trembled, turned around, and looked at Nangong Yuru excitedly, full of love and relief.

Thinking of Zhuge Chunqiu's injury, his expression condensed, and he sighed: "The poison in Qiu'er is very strange, I have never heard of it." I'm afraid I can only wait for Hua Lao to come and ask him. ”

Speaking of later, Zhuge Wuwei's voice was very low, he didn't dare to say that the poison in Zhuge Spring and Autumn was weird and vicious, tightly entangled with Gang Qi, eroding Gang Qi and growing, and it was difficult to eradicate it. I'm afraid that when my daughter gets excited, this hard-won return will dissipate!

"What?" Nangong Yuru was shocked.

A wry smile crossed the corners of his mouth, and Zhuge Wuwei comforted him: "Don't worry!

Nangong Yuru looked at Zhuge Wuwei in shock, this father who was the supreme strength in his eyes would say such words.

"Yu Ru! For my father's mistake, let it be used to make it clear, what about the past and the present? A hundred years later, it will not be a handful of loess. It's not as important as the people around you!" Zhuge Wuwei's face was full of vicissitudes, and he couldn't regret it.

"Father! It's not good for my daughter! I've been blaming you for so many years, and..." Nangong Yuru suddenly knelt down, crying silently.

Gently picking up his beloved daughter, Zhuge Wuwei burst into tears: "Idiot!

After a while, Nangong Yuru stopped crying, and looked at Zhuge Wuwei without saying anything.

"Child, if you have something to say, just say it! Over the years, everything has been seen!" Zhuge Wuwei sighed.

After thinking for a moment, Nangong Yuru hesitated and said, "Father, can I not change this name back?" After speaking, he lowered his head and looked entangled.

Zhuge Wuwei was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed, "Name! but code name! Even if you want to put Qiu'er..."

"Qiu'er, what?" Nangong Yuru (also known as Zhuge Yuru) looked at Zhuge Wuwei with a hint of cunning flashing in his eyes.

Zhuge Wuwei was embarrassed: "No! It's nothing! I'll go see Qiu'er." After that, he didn't wait for Nangong Yuyu to answer, turned around and left.

A trace of gloom flashed in Nangong Yuru's eyes, and she was immediately relieved.

"Nangong Lao'er wants this grandson, don't go to my Star Island, don't think about it!" Zhuge Wuwei's voice came from afar.

Nangong Yuru was like being struck by lightning, and tears were pouring out.

"Spring and Autumn!Spring and Autumn!Don't leave me!Don't!" Li Mengxin woke up suddenly, her pretty face with rain was pale and haggard.

"Miss Li, you're awake!" a woman in green pushed the door with a basin.

Li Mengxin's jade hand pressed on the edge of the bed, her delicate body rose in the air, her long hair flew like a waterfall like satin, her skin was like congealed fat, and she was a little pale against the background of her white light gauze pajamas, but she was very touching with people.

The eyebrows are like willow leaves, the eyes are like water, and there are undried tears on the curved eyelashes.

Qiong's nose is exquisitely hooked, the cherry lips are slightly open, round like spitting beads, the teeth are like white jade, the face is full of sadness, and the gentle whispering breath is like an orchid like a musk deer.

The delicate and slender jade neck, the delicate and charming collarbones, the rounded shoulders, the snow-white jade arms, and the slender fingers are like orchids.

Full and firm ****, slender willow waist is unbearable, thighs are round, looming under light gauze pajamas, enchanting and moving.

The rounded ankles, the delicate jade feet are not silky, white and flawless.

Li Mengxin had no time to estimate the spring light at this time, and in her heart, there were more important things she wanted to know.

"Tell me!What's wrong with Chunqiu?" Li Mengxin grabbed the green woman's shoulder, her face full of eagerness.

The woman in green frowned slightly, and her pretty face was flushed!

"It hurts!" the woman in green was about to cry.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Li Mengxin's face flushed.

The woman in green gently put down the basin, rubbed her sore shoulders, her brows stretched, but a trace of sorrow flashed in her eyes: "The young master is still unconscious, but there is no danger to his life!"

"Really!" Li Meng was overjoyed.

The woman in green was quite complacent: "This is the pavilion master's personal action." ”

"Ahh

The woman in green hurriedly lowered her head and pulled the door out of the room.

The door opened, Li Mengxin walked out with a shy face, and saw the woman in green standing by the door, and the murderous intent in her eyes flashed.

Her fragrance blooms only for the spring and autumn alone.

"Miss Li, Nangong Protector asked me to wait for you to wake up and take you to see her!" the woman in green bowed her head and bowed her head in return.

"Let's go!" Li Mengxin had a cold face and an indifferent tone.

The corner of the woman in green flashed a trace of helplessness and a touch of sorrow.

After a while, they came to a pavilion, and the woman in green stopped in front of the door and said respectfully: "Nangong Protector! Miss Li is here." ”

"Wait!, come!" Nangong Yuru's tired voice came from the room.

The door opened, and Nangong Yuru tried her best to make her expression relaxed, naturally: "Xin'er!

Nangong Yuru's sudden change of attitude made Li Mengxin a little unnatural.

"What's the matter? is it because people have offended you!" Nangong Yuru chuckled and said tentatively.

"The slave doesn't dare!" According to the words, he immediately fell to the ground, panicked, and his expression was full of panic.

Li Mengxin heard that the apricot eyes were murderous and disappeared in a flash, but Nangong Yuru looked at it in her eyes.

"Yiren! On weekdays, I am too friendly to you and offend your guests, but I have something to say!" Nangong Yuru looked at Yiren and said in a cold tone.

Yiren was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, his face covered with ashes.

Li Mengxin couldn't bear it in her heart, although she was very ashamed to be looked at by someone other than Spring and Autumn to see her body, however, she was a woman, and the fault was not her, so she sighed secretly: "Sister Nangong is wrong to blame Sister Yiren, it is Xin'er who is not good, let Sister Nangong misunderstand, and let Sister Yiren be frightened!"

Seeing this scene, Nangong Yuru nodded with satisfaction, and looked at Li Mengxin's eyes more and more satisfied, as if she saw herself back then.

glanced at Yiren lightly: "Thank you Xin'er for not being happy!"

"Thank you, Miss Li, for your great kindness!" Yiren hurriedly bowed his head and thanked him.

This made Li Mengxin a little embarrassed: "Sister Nangong!" she called softly.

Nangong Yuru smiled: "Let's go down, but I'm slacking, Xin'er come in quickly!" After speaking, he staggered around and took Li Mengxin's hand and walked towards the room.