[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Did the doctor go home today?

In the depths of the dark dungeon, faint moaning/groaning sounds could be heard, but this sound was not quite the same as the usual screams. The woman in pink clothes turned around and walked in following the sound driven by curiosity. dungeon.

Gong Jiu was lying on the cold floor tiles, the bones of his right wrist had been crushed by a boot, and the unprecedented pain hit him one after another. The man in black clothes stared at his flushed face expressionlessly, with the whip in his hand With a heavy flick, it landed on Gong Jiu's chest.

This time there was no mercy at all, the long whip landed on Gong Jiu's chest, and a bright red whip mark was drawn immediately, the blood penetrated through the white clothes on Gong Jiu's body, and a long bloodstain fainted incomparably clearly.

Gong Jiu squinted his eyes, his eyes were blurred, and he kept breathing ambiguously.

The excruciating pain in his wrist made him unable to stabilize his mind, but his gaze still followed the man in black shirt vaguely, and from time to time, he met the eyes under the man's mask, and groaned at the moment the man in black shirt raised his hand and whipped his whip. Look away.

——Gong Jiu would never mistake Gu Xian's back, let alone his eyes.

The Gu Xianshang in front of him still had a bit of a youthful look, and his eyes, which had faded from their gentle color, were as calm as a deep pool, without any waves, and just looking at each other gave people a creepy feeling.

With a frown of Gong Jiu's eyebrows, there was a gleam of spring in his eyes, and he cast a malicious glance at Gu Xian.

Gu Xian didn't move, he stepped on Gong Jiu's shoulder lightly under Gong Jiu's playful gaze, and then crushed it hard with no expression on his face, the sound of bone shattering could be heard immediately under his feet.

Gong Jiu let out an "ah" in pain and pleasure, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his eyes still kept sweeping towards Gu Xian, even though he crushed one of his right arms, he still didn't care.

Gu Xian looked down at him, and said with thin lips, "What are you looking at?"

This is the first sentence he said to Gong Jiu.

Gong Jiu twitched the corner of her mouth, and said in a serious tone: "Of course I'm looking at you."

Gu Xian pondered for a moment, then thoughtfully said: "It seems that you like this very much."

What is this like, naturally needless to say.Gong Jiu clutched his bloody shoulders and said with a low smile, "As long as you give it to me, what else do I not like?"

Hearing this, Gu Xian raised his chin slightly, and with a flick of his wrist, the soft whip wrapped around Gong Jiu's neck lightly, and when he retracted his hand forcefully, the whip immediately tightened!

"!"

This unexpected moment made Gong Jiu's eyes widen suddenly.

The intact hand subconsciously grasped the whip wrapped around his neck, but there was a click, and Gong Jiu clearly heard the sound of bones breaking, which came from his own neck.

He widened his eyes and opened his mouth, but there was only the sound of sisi leaking from his throat. After a few breaths, the brilliance in his eyes gradually faded, the bright eyes dimmed little by little, and he died.

——The skin and flesh on Gong Jiu's neck are still well connected together, but the bones inside are twisted and broken.

Gu Xian retracted the whip slowly, his eyes half-closed, and his white fingers caressed the soft whip in his hand, just like stroking his lover, loving/stroking it inch by inch, and retracted the whip leisurely.

The pink-clothed woman who appeared at the entrance of the dungeon at some point squatted on the ground and watched most of the process, and then said: "How did you kill him?"

Gu Xian glanced at her, and replied in an extremely calm and indifferent tone: "He likes others to beat him, but I just don't like to watch others enjoy it. He wants me to beat him for a while, and I just want to give him a good time. "

He hung the soft whip back on his waist, and said lightly: "Besides, this person appeared in Kunlun Mountain inexplicably, his origin is unknown, and he behaves strangely. It's better to kill him."

The woman in pink clothes just smiled when she heard this.

Gu Xianfu looked down at Gong Jiu's body again, and after a while, he stretched out a hand to the woman in pink: "To cut grass, we need to remove the roots, so we can use a sword."

The woman in pink clothes knew that Nanfeng was always cautious and suspicious, who said that if he died, he was dead?Only by chopping off the head and digging out the heart can he be considered dead, so he took off the slender sword from his back and threw it to Gu Xian.

The sword is really beautiful, there seems to be a stream of light running across the blade, and delicate flowers of various sizes are dotted on the handle, it doesn't look like a weapon used to kill people at all.

Gong Jiu's soul floated above Gu Xian's head, with a strange expression on his face.

He floated above Gu Xian twice, and got used to this light "body" in the blink of an eye. After thinking for a while, he landed lightly on Gu Xian's back, put one hand on his Mr. Gu's shoulder, and watched with his own eyes. Gu Xian used that beautiful excessive sword to cut open the flesh of "his" neck bit by bit, separating his body and head.

A large amount of blood gushed out, dyeing a large area of ​​Gong Jiu's white clothes red in an instant.

And one of Gong Jiu's heads was gently held up by Gu Xian.

Such a scene is really absurd, and it's thanks to Gong Jiu that he is not an ordinary person, but he can lie on the shoulder of the instigator and watch this scene with great interest.

——The scene where his head moves is rare, even if it is only in a dream, he still has to take a good look at it.

The thick smell of blood gradually permeated the dungeon, Gong Jiu clicked his tongue, pressed against Gu Xian's ear, and said lazily: "Seeing a lot of blood is unlucky. If Mr. Gu is dissatisfied, just tell me, why bother to be dirty?" own hand..."

It's a pity that no one can hear his voice that resembles a state of out-of-body state.

Gu Xian returned the sword to the pink-clothed woman, picked up the human head himself, and stroked the lines of Gong Jiu's face with his plain hands. After a while, he let out a surprised cry and said in a low voice: : "This is not a disguise."

He seemed a little puzzled, and pondered: "But I clearly heard him call me Mr. Gu. He can recognize my figure and should know me, but I have never seen his face before."

The woman in pink clothes took the sword and didn't dislike it. She took out a pink handkerchief and wiped it carefully, then threw the handkerchief at her feet, smiling brightly: "Maybe he has been secretly in love with you for many years, but you don't recognize him?" , or maybe it's because the wind is strong here, you heard wrong."

Gu Xian just shook his head: "I can hear clearly."

Gong Jiu lay on Gu Xian's shoulder, tilted her head when she heard the words, and said with a smile: "Could it be that Mr. Gu puts on this mask, so no one will recognize him? If I had known this, I should have pretended to be familiar with you just now." It looks like they don't know each other... who knows that there are so many things in this dream."

He looked at the woman in pink again, with a smile in his eyes, and an unmistakable coldness: "Who are you?"

Naturally, Gu Xian and the girl in pink clothes couldn't hear his voice, and the girl in pink clothes smiled and said, "Xiao Nanfeng, you are good at everything, but you are too thoughtful and think too much. Soldiers come to cover you up with water and earth, no matter what he has Conspiracy?"

The tone is intimate and seems very familiar.

Gong Jiu caressed Gu Xian's face tenderly, and said to himself, "Oh, Xiao Nanfeng? Are you referring to my Mr. Gu?"

This dream is also interesting, forcibly fabricated a love rival for himself, I don't know what's wrong with it.

Seeing that the girl in pink clothes didn't believe her, Gu Xian didn't argue with her. He lowered his head and looked carefully at Gong Jiu's face, eyebrows, eyes, nose...not missing a single thing. After a while, he asked the girl in pink clothes: "You Don't you think he seemed quite happy when he died?"

The woman in pink was stunned.

But Gong Jiu said in a happy mood: "Mr. Gu also knows me."

Gu Xian stared at Gong Jiu's lost eyes for a long time, and suddenly smiled softly.

"...Looking at it this way, he looks really good-looking."

Gong Jiu, who was lying on him, laughed, and was about to say that you can still kill the killer, a pulling force suddenly pulled him up, and after a while, Gong Jiu opened his eyes, and saw a dark room , someone was staring down at him.

He reacted instantly.

This is the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, Gu Xian's room.

He touched his neck subconsciously, and suddenly thought he was the human head held in Gu Xian's hand. After touching it, he realized that he was sweating all over, soaking his unlined clothes, right wrist and shoulder. It seemed that there were still bursts of severe pain, and when he moved, his intact right hand told him clearly that everything just now was indeed just a dream.

Gu Xian, who was sleeping next to him, was probably awakened by his movement. Sure enough, seeing that he finally woke up, Gu Xian said softly, "Did you have a nightmare? You sweated so much."

Gong Jiu slowed down, and then answered with the corners of her mouth hooked: "It's not a nightmare..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was very hoarse, and he couldn't help but recall the moment when his neck was broken by a soft whip. He touched his neck and felt a little emotional.

So when she raised her eyes inadvertently, she met a pair of deep eyes again.

In such a dark night, Gu Xian's expression was calm, appearing both gentle and cold, very contradictory.

At that moment, Gong Jiu even thought that the Gu Xian in front of him was still the young Gu Xian in his dream.

He paused: "Mr. Gu."

"how?"

"hot."

Gu Xian sighed softly, lit the oil lamp by the bed, resigned himself to his fate, got up to fetch a basin of water and came back, wiped Gong Jiu's body with a handkerchief, Gong Jiu took off his shirt cooperatively, and asked Gu Xian to wipe it for him Body.

Under the dim lighting, the atmosphere is warm and just right.Gong Jiu asked: "Mr. Gu, what did you think of me when you saw me for the first time in the Bliss Tower?"

Gu Xian paused, recalled it carefully, and replied, "It seems that I think you look good."

Gong Jiu sighed with emotion in a low voice: "...It seems that we really have a good understanding."

When Gu Xian heard him say something without beginning or end, he couldn't help laughing and said, "How do you say it?"

Gong Jiu replied: "Because I had a dream just now, dreaming that you killed me, and you held my head and praised me for my good looks."

Gu Xian smiled.

He wiped Gong Jiu's arm slowly, and said casually: "You are not a pig, how could I kill you and praise you for being fat?"

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ps. Babes who don’t know who Nanfeng is, guide Nanfeng’s past, Chapter 70, writes about Gu Xian’s past.Thank you for feeding!