Chapter 90: Where is not tenderness?
"Nearly three thousand people have gathered outside the city, including thirty-five zodiac masters. ”
It was close to noon, and the Taishi was rewarded by his subordinates.
"It should be enough. Taishi sighed, for the sake of a Beiji, he has consumed a bit more mental energy recently, and at such an old age, he still has to worry about it, which really makes him a little tired.
In order to make Bei Ji no longer have any possibility of survival, he has done too much, and even paid a lot to achieve this level.
Taishi closed his eyes, the massacre 20 years ago is still vivid, the tragic killing, more than 6,000 years after the founding of the Chu People's Republic of China, was burned to Jushou City for the first time.
The firelight in the sky, the screams, the begging for mercy, and the blood splattering of the blade and beheading, even after twenty years, still made the Taishi tremble uncontrollably.
"So be it. Taishi waved his hand tiredly, "What about the Beiji barbarian thief?"
"This ......"
"There's nothing you can't say, just say. ”
"There is also an old man in the Beiji barbarian, who went to Yingchun Building early in the morning, and the inn was originally retreated, and I heard Xiao Er say that these two people were clamoring to vent their anger......"
Taishi's face suddenly turned ugly, and he couldn't help but curse secretly for a long time, "Not for the son of man!"
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Wu Shuang carelessly took care of his ginseng stall, his father was out of the city, and now she can only take care of it alone.
But everyone is discussing the final ranking of the gold list, and those warriors no longer need this kind of ginseng, and they still need to prepare for the big war soon, but after the war is over, where is the money wasted? Besides, this mountain ginseng is not cheap.
Those so-called heroes look bold, but in fact, most of them are poorer than ordinary people, and they pretend to be good hands.
Wu Shuang looked at the sky, the gold list was about to dissipate, and the rankings above could barely be seen.
"No. 1 on the gold list, Su Heng!"
Wu Shuang's heart trembled slightly, and she remembered the man she rescued, also named Su Heng......
"Have you heard, the number one on the gold list was brought into the Spring Festival Building by an old man early in the morning. ”
"Haha, young hero, what's the problem with going to this kind of flower building?"
"You still don't know? There seem to be thousands of martial arts masters outside the city to intercept him, I'm afraid he won't die soon. ”
Wu's hands trembled, the ginseng fell directly to the ground, breaking a few roots, if she usually felt distressed, this beard is broken, the medicinal effect of the ginseng will gradually dissipate, and the price will be much less, but now, Wu Shuang has no mind, she looked at the person who spoke, her eyes were full of panic.
"How do you know?"
"Just a few hours ago, a warrior bought some gadgets from me, and accidentally slipped out. ”
"That's the number one on the gold list, will these warriors be his opponents?"
"Who knows, if you fight alone, you will definitely not be Su Heng's opponent, but with so many people besieging you, even if you are an immortal Dao master, I'm afraid you will die, right?"
Wu Shuang's face suddenly turned pale, she hurriedly put away the stall and ran home.
Originally, he was uncomfortable because Su Heng went to that kind of fireworks land, but now he was completely frightened by the danger that Su Heng was about to face.
It's too dangerous outside the city, so he must not go out of the city!
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Su Heng was reluctantly dragged into the Spring Festival Building by Chu Zhuang,
"Lao Chu, you can come by yourself when you're hungry and thirsty, why are you pulling me in? Let me sleep well?" Su Heng felt that the people around him were laughing at him.
Chu Zhuang slapped him on the head, "You kid still dare to arrange me now, I brought you here to relieve your anger." ”
"Come here to dispel your anger?Lao Chu, do you have any misunderstanding about yourself?" Su Heng had the illusion of looking at mentally handicapped children.
Chu Zhuang couldn't wait to stuff Su Heng's head into the ground, this kid was really beaten sometimes.
"Miss Liu Qing, we are here. Chu Zhuang threw a large ingot of silver to the old bustard who came over, and then went up to the second floor and walked into the weeping willow house.
Su Heng went in to take a look, and suddenly his face became a little embarrassed, isn't this girl in front of him the concubine of Wang Jue, who was hit by himself?
"Mr. Chu is here, what are you looking for Liu Qing today?" Liu Qing is wearing a cyan gauze skirt today, with a little vermilion between her eyebrows and eyes, which looks fresh and elegant without losing her charm.
"What else is there to do? I'm looking for you to listen to the music. Chu Zhuang slapped Su Heng on the soft bed in front of Liu Qing, "This kid is full of anger, you should work hard today, find some elegant tunes for him to dissipate." ”
"Master Su, I haven't seen you for a long time. Liu Qing exhaled Youlan and slowly approached Su Heng, "A quick glance last time can make the slave family miss it." ”
Su Heng was indescribably embarrassed, "Eh, this...... Willow...... Miss Liu ...... "He saw the wine and food from the book, and he tasted it himself, but the beauty ...... It was the first time he had come so close.
Chu Zhuang comfortably found a place to sit down, and drank to himself, seeing Su Heng so embarrassed, he was very relieved.
"Master Su doesn't have to be nervous, just let the slave family serve Gongzi. Liu Qing exhaled softly in Su Heng's ear, and even poked out his lilac tongue and pointed it on Su Heng's earlobe.
Su Heng was full of excitement, and before he could make any moves, Liu Qing retreated, his eyes full of resentment.
Those affectionate eyes made Su Heng feel a trace of misery in his heart.
Liu Qing took out a seven-string guqin from the inner chamber.
"Ding-dong......"
The sound of the piano was like a spring water, slowly brushing from his heart, and Su Heng's heart trembled.
In addition to the melodious sound of the piano, there was no other sound in the weeping willow curie, Chu Zhuang closed his eyes and listened to the piano, and the wine in the cup in his hand did not decrease at all.
Su Heng didn't resist anymore, the whole person sank into the soft bed, and his eyes slowly closed.
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When Su Heng opened his eyes again, it was already a dark night outside the window, there was only a little candlelight in the boudoir shaking, and in the dimness of the eyes, Chu Zhuang was already gone, Liu Qing was still trying to wipe the strings, but the sound of the piano lost its melodious and agile beginning, and became tormented and jerky.
"Don't play any more, your fingers are bleeding. Su Heng stepped forward to stop Liu Qing, and his eyes were full of tears at some point.
A drop of blood fell on the qin, Liu Qing looked at Su Heng, "...... Gongzi Su"
Su Heng didn't know how to speak, "Miss Liu, thank you......"
"Is it just thanks?" Liu Qing shook slightly and wanted to stand up, she had been playing for four hours, her ten fingers were stained with blood, and the whole person was extremely weak.
Su Heng couldn't bear her to fall, sighed, and stepped forward to support Liu Qing.
A trace of true qi overflowed from the palm of her hand, slowly pouring into Liu Qing's body, nourishing her body.
Liu Qing approached Su Heng step by step, Su Heng could only retreat, and finally leaned on the edge of the soft bed.
"Miss Liu......" Su Heng's mouth was a little dry, and he wanted to push away the weak woman who was clinging to him.
"Don't speak. Liu Qing's blood-stained jade fingers gently covered his lips, "I played the piano for you for four hours, and you will accompany me for four hours......"
The two of them fell deep into the soft bed, Su Heng didn't know where to put his hands, and he didn't dare to break free of Liu Qing, she was too weak now, it would not be an exaggeration to say that the oil was exhausted.
"It's good for us to lie down like this. Liu Qing was as soft as a willow silk, gently hugged Su Heng, and closed her eyes with satisfaction.
The faint fragrance burrowed into Su Heng's nose and quietly into his heart.
Su Heng finally hugged Liu Qing with both hands, and his true qi slowly warmed Liu Qing's weak body along the palm of his hand.
The flickering candle flame was extinguished, and a wisp of green smoke rose.
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Outside the Spring Festival, the bright moon hangs high,
Chu Zhuang sat on the roof with the wine jar in his arms, gulping down the wine, as if he was thinking about the distant past.
"Alas......"
A mouthful of wine turned into a sigh, he lowered his head, not far from the alley outside the Yingchun Building, the thin body was leaning against the wall, looking at the brightly lit Yingchun Building in a daze.
It's the girl who saved Su Boy......