[Qinyang] is the hand that moves the bamboo shoots first

, I think it's too ostentatious.Now that he is wearing it, with the cinnabar like blood between his eyebrows, he has a flirtatious charm that he has never seen before.

He is suitable for this red color, Xie Jianshang thought, it is really good-looking.

Yang Chuyue never expected it to be him, and was stunned for a moment.

Didn't see it... really not.

That figure from the back is too thin, and from a distance, one can feel that there is an aura of terminal illness pervading. This person should die soon, how could it be the former Xie Jianshang who is dressed in pure yang clothes and whose every gesture makes his heart flutter?

He thought he was an ordinary hermit from the rivers and lakes, at most a disciple of Wanhua Valley.After all, it's called Xue's name, and Wanhua and Chunyang have a lot of connection, so it makes sense to be called this name.

But he should have thought of it earlier.

Besides Xie Jianshang, who would dare to use the sword of the Chunyang Sword Sect as a name?

The snow seemed to be affected by this dramatic reunion, and gradually shrunk, and even the thick clouds dispersed a little, and the sky light poured down, reflecting the white snow dazzlingly.

The two were relatively speechless.

The knights of the wicked valley looked at each other: who is this person?

In the end, Yang Chuyue sneered, pulled out the sword from the Qingyu Liuqin with her backhand, and placed it on Xie Jianshang's neck: "You? Are you here to die?"

Xie Jianshang didn't move, and let his green tip get closer and closer to his neck. In the end, even though it hadn't touched the skin, the sword energy of the green jade flow was too strong, and an obvious red mark was drawn on Ruyu's neck.

He looked like he was waiting to be killed, but his eyes were fixed on Yang Chuyue, which was an indescribable emotion.

Nostalgia, or emotion?

It's hard to say a thousand words, but he still said softly: "I'm here to die, kill me."

no explanation...

Killing herself would probably make Yang Chuyue feel better. After all, he felt that the current situation was all caused by himself.

Then, by killing herself, the culprit, will Yang Chuyue untie her knots again and get rid of her demons?

With such thoughts, he was even more determined to let Yang Chuyue do it, and he leaned lightly on the edge of the Qingyuliu sword, and the blue sword body instantly shed blood along the blood groove. Compared with the white Kunlun Snow, it pierced It hurt Yang Chuyue's eyes.

Yang Chuyue raised her eyebrows and smiled slightly, her expression was very mocking: "It would be better if you were dead before, but now that you bump into my Kunlun, I will let you live, no, like, die."

The last four words mean gnashing of teeth.Yang Chuyue withdrew her sword, took out a brocade handkerchief to wipe the blood on the sword, and threw it on the ground, her eyes were full of disgust: "Come on! Bind him to me, and take him to Wolongpo now!"

Wolongpo, Bailongkou - the front line of the current camp.Without Yang Chuyue on the front line, the power of the Valley of the Wicked could not be stabilized, and was soon beaten back from Qutang Gorge. It was time for Yang Chuyue to return to the front line.

Taking him to the front line, Xie Jianshang knew without even thinking that this was to torture him every day.

But isn't this the retribution he deserves?

So he didn't make any resistance and let the chivalrous man tie himself up.Yang Chuyue probably saw that he was sick and didn't want him to die on the road. The carriage was ready immediately, and the knights escorted him up.

From the moment he turned around until he was escorted into the carriage, his gaze never left Yang Chuyue. It wasn't until the thick curtain of the carriage cut off that sad gaze that a trace of imperceptible sadness flashed in Yang Chuyue's eyes.

He closed his eyes, and opened them quickly again, his eyes had returned to his usual cold smile: "Let's go, open the way, and go back to Wolongpo immediately!"

Extra Story [-]·④Bailong's legacy

Bailongkou and Wolongpo.

It has always been picturesque here, with the river flowing eastward, the white clouds strolling in the courtyard, the towering green trees, and the quiet ancient temples.Many rare animals live here, even the famous BMW horse Chitu will come and go here.

There are two traditional strongholds in Wolongpo and Riyueya in Evilman Valley.It is impossible to know who built Wolongpo, but he may be from Haoqi. He built Wolongpo magnificently. It is not in the same style as all other strongholds in the Valley of the Wicked, but it is very similar to the houses in Haoqi League. Even the furnishings are different. almost.

This is also the most heavily defended stronghold in the Valley of the Wicked except Fort Coldwind. There are more than a dozen arrow towers in front and back.

Yang Chuyue is now the governor of Wolongpo.

After coming out of Kunlun, it wasn't so cold anymore. He quickly changed into a thick suit, and he was still wearing Changge Xuehe, but it was replaced by the red that is exclusive to villains.

He didn't say a word to Xie Jianshang along the way, and neither did Xie Jianshang.One is in front of the car, and the other is inside the car. The curtain separates everything, and no one wants to provoke it.

Finally, entered the boundary of Bailongkou.

Wolongpo sent someone to meet him earlier, but they didn't expect Yang Chuyue and the others to bring someone with them.The Wolongpo stronghold is built on a high platform with stone steps below, and the carriage can only be parked below.

However, without Yang Chuyue's order, no one dared to open the curtain.

——I don't even know who the "Xue Ming" in it is, only a few quick-witted people guessed one or two based on years of rumors in the world.It seemed that Yang Chuyue hated the people in the carriage so much that she gritted her teeth, but who knew if Yang Chuyue would go crazy and beat herself to death if she tampered with him without authorization?

The carriage finally stopped under Wolongpo, and no one dared to move forward.

Yang Chuyue also reined in her horse, but she still didn't speak.

Everyone was tremblingly waiting for him to tell the people in the car how to deal with it.

In the end, he still sneered: "Take it to my room! From now on, no one is allowed to come near me, just wait for anything."

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone knew what Yang Chuyue was thinking.

Of course Xie Jianshang in the carriage heard it too, he clearly understood that Yang Chuyue was humiliating him in public to break his arrogance.

But he doesn't care either - it's all the way to the present, why do you still care about these faces?

The knight lifted the curtain of the car for him, and he said softly: "The knight, please help me untie the rope in my hand, I want to take the sword. Don't worry, I won't run away."

The chivalrous man looked at Yang Chuyue embarrassingly, thinking that he would ask him to take this person away by force, but he didn't want Yang Chuyue to say lightly: "Let him take the sword." Then he mocked: "The brain is growing on the sword. "

Xie Jianshang didn't care about him, after the knight untied the rope for him, he picked up the sword in the cart and said: "I can still go, please guide the way."

Yang Chuyue dislikes his usual calm and breezy appearance the most. In the past, he was his own, but now that he looks like this, does he really have no weight in his heart?

There was a bloodthirsty arc at the corner of his mouth.

Then just wait, he will let this person take off his cold disguise and beg for mercy under him!

After Yang Chuyue sent someone to send Xie Jianshang back, she did not return to her room.He was very busy, Hao Qi saw that he was not far from Bailongkou. After he left, many people in the Valley of the Wicked were slack, and they had to be punished one or two times, and they had to deploy tactics. They contacted Sun Moon Cliff to see how to attack and defend. It was night.

Xie Jianshang has been meditating in the room.His health was already very poor, and the bumpy journey from Kunlun to Bailongkou in the past few days, without medicine to mediate, made him feel even more uncomfortable.After meditating for a long time, he finally calmed down a little. He sat at the table and removed the old white cloth from the other side of the table, observing the furnishings in Yang Chuyue's room.

Yang Chuyue fought in the first battle as a counselor for the governor of Fufeng County. After becoming famous in the first battle, she was transferred to the governor of Wolongpo.Later, he successively served as the master of Fengming Castle for a few days, and attacked Zhuluping, but he still served as the warlord of Wolongpo.He likes Bailongkou very much, the scenery is good, there are many bamboo forests, and he can eat the freshest bamboo shoots.Probably because I have stayed in Wolongpo for the longest time, this room is decorated with care. The carved bed, bamboo curtains, pens, inks, papers and inkstones are all the styles that Yang Chuyue has always liked. There is also a wooden shelf. Take the guqin.

Xie Jianshang put the sword on his desk, and brought over the piano.My nails were a little long after not being cut for a long time, and I didn't need to wear braces, so I rolled up my sleeves and tried to play a few notes.

As soon as Yang Chuyue arrived at the door, she heard the sound of the piano, and knew that Xie Jianshang was playing the piano.

Xie Jianshang was taught by him to play the piano, and he didn't practice often, so it can only be said that he could barely get into tune.Yang Chuyue didn't know what was on her mind, she listened at the door for a long time, then pushed the door open, and said sarcastically: "You are in the mood to play so badly."

Xie Jianshang touched the strings and smiled: "Of course I can't play it as well as you."

Yang Chuyue walked in with her hands behind her back, closed the door with her hands behind her back, walked to the desk and put her hands on it, and said coldly to Xie Jianshang, "Do you think I will be at ease if I don't kill you?"

"Don't dare, dare not." Xie Jianshang said calmly.

Yang Chuyue suddenly moved closer, looking down at Xie Jianshang across the table.

Xie Jianshang was enveloped by a familiar yet unfamiliar aura, and he heard his former lover sneer: "Why did you kill me?"

Xie Jianshang looked up at Yang Chuyue: "I said it wasn't me, do you believe me?"

Yang Chuyue laughed loudly, took out the safety buckle from her arms, and threw it in front of him: "It's not you? Who can take away the sword pendant on Bieyoudongtian from your hand?" After finishing speaking, she glanced at the bare Bieyoudongtian on the table, and said sarcastically : "And no longer use a better one?"

Xie Jianshang shook his head: "It's really not me. When I left Chang'an, I didn't bring a name with a unique name for convenience and to show my identity. I didn't go back after that. The sword was given to me by Luo Jiaxing later. "

Yang Chuyue straightened up, picked up the hidden hole, pulled out the sword and sheathed it.The sword groaned softly, and the cold light of the sword edge shone on his face, "I believe? Why should I believe you?" Suddenly he smiled with a deep meaning: "But you, I still believe it." On the side, throwing it together with the pile of guqins, and tearing off Xie Jianshang's hair crown across the table, it fell like a waterfall of blue silk, but it was already glowing with some white spots.

The white stabbed Yang Chuyue's eyes, he didn't want to think about what Xie Jianshang had experienced in the past two years, and he didn't want to think that his body couldn't bear it now, so he went around the table and lifted his chin and kissed him brutally.

Xie Jianshang knew when he came over that there were some things that he couldn't escape.

He closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly.She didn't resist Yang Chuyue's approach.

Yang Chuyue circled him on the chair, kissed him and began to tear his clothes.After all, Xie Jianshang had a serious heart disease, but after a while he felt weak and began to struggle involuntarily, but was pressed even tighter by Yang Chuyue.

The Taoist robe of Chunyang is so complicated, Yang Chuyue finally untied his belt, and her own breathing was uneven, so she let go of him a little.Xie Jianshang turned his head immediately, coughing so badly, his face turned purple, his lips were black and blue, it took him a long time to calm down, but there was some blood on the ground, and there was a little red at the corner of his mouth, he wiped it away, slowly pant.

During this period, Yang Chuyue kept pressing on him, watching him coughing coldly, until he coughed up blood, then raised her eyebrows and said: "You have suffered a lot of retribution in these years." Suddenly got up and let him go.

Xie Jianshang was puzzled.Now that he is devouring his heart with devilish energy, he is indeed too moody in his actions, and he can no longer guess what he is going to do.

But Yang Chuyue stood up, grabbed his wrist, closed her eyes and felt his pulse.

Xie Jianshang coughed softly and looked at him quietly.

That’s right, Yang Chuyue was the former chief of Changge——Changge Mo Wen knows each other’s minds, he is not just Mo Wen, but Xiang Zhi is also one of the best masters. At least Wen Qige, who was proficient in Hua Jianyou back then, took him a little way No.

Not long after, Yang Chuyue threw away his hand and mocked: "Heart disease, tuberculosis, and stomach problems, Xie Jianshang, what do you think is good about you now?"

Xie Jianshang withdrew his hand, smiled gently and said: "You have said it all, this is my retribution."

Yang Chuyue sneered: "It's retribution, you owe me what you deserve." After a moment of silence, she still asked, "Where did you get this illness all these years?"

Xie Jianshang didn't want to tell him that he was looking for a way to get rid of his evil energy, so he just said indifferently: "Looking for old friends."

It's okay if he didn't mention his old friend, but when he mentioned it, Yang Chuyue thought of Ye Qiutan, who was really an eyesore, and she was angry and jealous, and ridiculed him: "Yes, old friend, the young master of Cangjian Villa, the governor of Zhuluping, rich and powerful, long It's not bad, the key is to follow your mind in everything, unlike me who has nothing but force you, I'm afraid he will be so gentle to you in bed, right? Why, is my skill better or that young master's skill is better? ? Has the Taoist priest done a good comparison?"

Seeing that Yang Chuyue's words became more and more excessive, and brought up unnecessary matters between herself and Ye Qiutan, Xie Jianshang finally frowned: "Chu Yue, it's too much, Qiutan and I are just friends."

Yang Chuyue sneered: "I'll believe what you say?" She suddenly stretched out her hand and pulled off Xie Jianshang's clothes unexpectedly, her shoulders were immediately exposed to the air, and Xie Jianshang was pulled so hard that Xie Jianshang fell to the side on the chair.The ceramic beads tied by a red rope around his neck were also exposed. Yang Chuyue saw the Chunyang Taiji logo on it with sharp eyes, and she didn't pay much attention to it, which must be Chunyang.Then he stretched out his hand to caress that thin shoulder again, obviously feeling Xie Jianshang's trembling and restraint.

Presumably, his illness led to a decline in motivation, and now he even lost the basic ability of a warrior to control himself.The hand slid towards Xie Jianshang's chest, there was no familiar tactile sensation, and everywhere he went was only skin and bones, which was very painful.

He doesn't love himself so much?

Yang Chuyue suddenly didn't know where the anger came from, so she picked him up and threw him on the bed.

Xie Jianshang felt dizzy at first, and then he was thrown heavily onto the bed.The strength was really great, he snorted, but Yang Chuyue didn't give him a chance to resist, she pushed her up and gnawed at his neck.

Xie Jianshang felt a little uncomfortable being bitten by him, propped her hands on both sides of her body, and shrank back a little, but Yang Chuyue mistook it as an escape from her, and immediately smiled angrily: "Why, you still want to leave after getting on my bed?" He tore off his belt directly, exposing his thin body to the air, but it was sickly pale.

Yang Chuyue sat up, pressed his shoulder with one hand to prevent him from struggling, and put one hand beside him, and said sarcastically: "Look at you, how can you still look like the handsome chief of Jianzong, Fenghuawan?" Qian's national teacher?"

Xie Jianshang panted lightly, looked down at his chest and abdomen that could already see the shape of ribs, a few red clouds floated on his cheeks, and then turned back to the usual paleness: "If you leave, I will hand over the post of national teacher to you. Jia Xing, and later down the mountain, I also resigned as the chief of Jianzong. Now I am not even a disciple of Chunyang, but a 'Xue Ming' who knows how to do medicine and swordsmanship."

Yang Chuyue didn't know that he had already resigned as the chief of Jianzong, so she was quiet for a while, and her subordinates stopped moving.

Not long after, he still snorted coldly: "Do you think this can win my sympathy?" He hugged the weak Xie Jianshang, put his head lightly on his shoulder, and pulled the clothes and trousers of the two with his hands, but asked in a low voice. :"Why?"

Xie Jianshang closed his eyes: "No reason, just take it as I want your sympathy."

Yang Chuyue was knocked back by his rebuttal. She choked a little at the time, and ruthlessly tore off his outer pants.Now he only has a middle coat and trousers, and then he took off his own clothes until only a robe remained.

Xie Jianshang frowned and didn't know what he meant. After all, before this kind of thing, it was Yang Chuyue who didn't take off her clothes, stripped herself clean, and acted like a beast in clothes.

Yang Chuyue said indifferently: "Do you think you can bear me to fuck you all night? I don't want to collect your body yet. Wolongpo didn't bury you." But she moved and sat upright, stretched out her hand and pressed Xie Jianshang head of.Xie Jianshang was so weak that he was bent down. In front of his nose was Yang Chuyue's genitals, which had not moved for the time being.

He suddenly understood that Yang Chuyue wanted to... want him to swallow her mouth.

In the past, when they were most intimate, Yang Chuyue made such a request, but he was always unwilling. He always felt that being a female man was already the bottom line for him to accept, and then he would say something for someone else, even if that person was Yang Chuyue, he would still be quite reluctant. mental disorder.

So Xie Jianshang is actually a straight straight man, but he happened to fall in love with Yang Chuyue.

His face turned pale immediately, and he pursed his lips.

But Yang Chuyue pressed him closer and closer, her voice was indifferent: "You are just my prisoner now, and you still want to resist my orders?"

That's right, he is just a prisoner of the Warlord of Wolongpo now, and he is ashamed of him, so what position does he have to resist and reject?

Xie Jianshang closed his eyes, took a deep breath, smelled the familiar faint musk scent, opened his thin lips slightly, stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick it as if tentatively, hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand to hold Yang Chuyueyang root, and swallowed it Go in with one head.

Yang Chuyue's thing is not very big, but Xie Jianshang is the first time to swallow, and he really doesn't know how to do it.As soon as I had a head in my mouth, I didn't know how to move.

Yang Chuyue was half flirting and half sarcasm: "Move, Daoist, you weren't so powerful in the past, and you don't even know how to smack?"

Xie Jianshang was in a dilemma, swallowed it like swallowing food, and then spit it out again.Repeatedly many times, he could clearly feel the originally soft yang root gradually swell in his mouth, and the temperature gradually increased.

Yang Chuyue also squinted her eyes, she seemed to be quite satisfied, she didn't speak, but her cold and sneering expression relaxed and returned to peace.

Xie Jianshang moved again, and slowly licked with his tongue as if he had mastered Yang Gen.He has been abstinent for many years, and Yu □ doesn't understand it. In the past, Yang Chuyue dominated in bed, and every time Yang Chuyue had to give him some medicine or directly force him, in order to reluctantly cater to him.The so-called situation where two people are in perfect harmony is actually very rare.After all, pure Yang cultivation is meant to be abstinent...

This time it was really difficult for him, except for swallowing in and out and licking with tongue, Xie Jianshang didn't know any other tricks in mouth.

Over there, Yang Chuyue was moved by him, but she was not satisfied with tasting it in his mouth, and ordered: "Swallow it in."

Xie Jianshang was puzzled, how could he swallow it in his mouth?

Seeing that he didn't move, Yang Chuyue impatiently stretched out her hand to hold the back of his head, and straightened her lower body.

"!" Caught off guard, Xie Jianshang was pushed to the throat by him, and immediately felt uncomfortable and wanted to vomit.Yang Chuyue pressed the back of his head hard to prevent him from retreating, perhaps the tightening of the esophagus really satisfied him, Yang Chuyue let out a sigh, regardless of Xie Jianshang, just pressed his head posture, and imitated the movement of the lower body in his mouth □□Get up.

Xie Jianshang felt extremely uncomfortable, he was swallowed by deepthroat for the first time, and he was indeed ill, his breathing was uneven, but he was forced to cry within a few strokes.

Seeing the glistening teardrops on his face, Yang Chuyue's heart softened a little. She stopped and pulled out, wiped away the tears on his face, and picked him up to lean against her again.

The uncomfortable feeling hasn't faded yet, Xie Jianshang gasped for breath and shed tears.Tears wet Yang Chuyue's robe, warm at first, then gradually cold.

He heard Yang Chuyue say: "Why did you come back to my side?" He seemed to be talking to himself: "But since you are here, you will always be mine, even if you die, you must die on my bed. "

After finishing speaking, Xie Jianshang was laid flat on the bed again.Yang Chuyue took a pillow and put it on his back, turned him over and knelt down on the pillow: "This way you may be able to bear it better." Then the fiery Yanggen was close to Xie Jianshang's thigh, and then he put his legs together to clamp the Yanggen, and fell down Her body was hugged by Xie Jianshang's waist from behind, her head leaned over and kissed his lips lightly, and then her lower body began to caress non-stop between his buttocks.

This scene is really a bit crazy, it's all postures that Xie Jianshang had never thought about before, but Yang Chuyue forced him to feel them tonight.He didn't even know that the gap between his legs could be used for intercourse, he just felt very embarrassed, even though Yang Chuyue sealed his lips, he still frowned and held back.

After the two separated, Yang Chuyue never did these things again. Occasionally, she couldn't bear to insult herself a few times. Most of the time, she was supported by powerful magic power, and she passed it.Usually not close to female sex, all the beauties sent by his subordinates are not wanted, at most they will be sent to Yang Feiying as a maidservant.Some people in the Valley of the Wicked also joked that Governor Yang looks like a flamboyant man, but in reality he is abstinent.

So this leg intercourse didn't last long, Yang Chuyue kissed Xie Jianshang even more intensely, and her subordinates also tightened her grip to prevent him from struggling, holding Xie Jianshang's leg between her legs, and shot out with a low panting sound.

The desire was relieved, Yang Chuyue let go of Xie Jianshang, took the clothes and wiped the turbidity on her body, and looked at the messy Xie Jianshang between her legs while wiping, mocking: "So unfamiliar, it seems that the young master Cang Jian treats you as a treasure, and he can't bear to see you." So to you."

Xie Jianshang lay on his stomach and didn't want to explain his relationship with Ye Qiutan to him, he wouldn't believe it anyway.He closed his eyes for a long time and then opened them again, with a little bit of ecstasy in his expression, but he was quickly suppressed.

These micro-expressions were captured by Yang Chuyue.He squinted his eyes, and by covering Xie Jianshang with clothes, he quietly reached out and caught him in front of him.

Xie Jianshang let out an unbearable gasp, and Yang Chuyue's hand was already hard.

——He is also a man. After being rubbed for so long, if he doesn't respond, he will be damned.

Only then did Yang Chuyue reveal the only sincere smile tonight: "Your body is too weak to let you relax."

He can still make Xie Jianshang fall in love just by dawdling and kissing, it seems that Xie Jianshang still has some place in his heart.

Xie Jianshang said in a low voice, "Let go." His voice was hoarse, with an irresistible provocation.

Of course he knew what his body was like, and he was afraid that his yang energy would be vented, and his heart would be overwhelmed by the pleasure. In the past two years, he had been so abstinent that he hadn't even committed self-blasphemy.However, isn't it Yang Chuyue who said that he was in poor health and forced him to go to bed?

Yang Chuyue made a "tsk" sound: "But you are not allowed to ejaculate, can you sleep today? It will hurt you even more." He couldn't help but refuse, and his hands started to move, one hand licked his dust roots, and the other hand He touched two points on his chest, which can be said to be hands-on.

Xie Jianshang couldn't resist at all.Naturally, Yang Chuyue's skills are much better than Xie Jianshang's, and coupled with his usual abstinence, the pleasure came very quickly. He sobbed early and handed over the goods to Yang Chuyue, and shot him so much that he stained a lot on the bed sheet.

Judging by the amount and speed, I don't know how long it has been since it was relieved.Yang Chuyue thought to herself, this is the sour confirmation that Xie Jianshang and Ye Qiutan don't have that kind of relationship.

He wiped his hands and then wiped Xie Jianshang's lower body. When he went to see Xie Jianshang, he found that his breath was weak, his face was ugly, his lips were bruised, but he was already asleep.

He frowned, he couldn't even stand such a slap in the face, how bad is Xie Jianshang's health?

It was impossible to get up in the middle of the night to prescribe medicine for him. Yang Chuyue could only wipe off the dirt on the two of them, wrapped Xie Jianshang in a clean quilt, and fell asleep holding him.

Extra Story [-]. ⑤ Harmony of Qin and Sword

Xie Jianshang got up the next day, but it was already afternoon.

Yang Chuyue went out a long time ago and came back, sitting at the desk and watching the battle report, saw him sitting up and supporting the head of the bed, coughing so hard that his pale face was coughing up blood, and finally he vomited a mouthful of blood to calm down , Slowly adjust your breathing.

Seeing this, Yang Chuyue raised her eyebrows: "Are you like this every day?" He remembered that Xie Jianshang used to have the habit of getting up early, but now it's past noon, he really doesn't look like him.And I have never had a cough when I woke up.

Xie Jianzhang calmly said: "I'm used to it." Lifting the quilt, he found that he was clean. He should have been cleaned by Yang Chuyue and put on new clothes. obvious.

He sat on the edge of the bed, looking at a set of blue Xiaoxiang clouds and water beside his pillow.

In the Valley of the Wicked, in fact, Yang Chuyue could have found him a set of the Taoist robes of the Wicked Chunyang, but he had some scruples, and gave him a set of quack clothes instead of the clothes of the Wicked.

What are you worried about?Is it his majestic identity?

Even Jianghu clothes are blue.

Xie Jianshang coughed lightly, took the clothes, didn't care that Yang Chuyue put them on, got out of bed, put on shoes, walked to the dining table with his things and sat down to eat - the bowl of porridge and the bowl of medicine on it were obviously all good. It was left to him.

Yang Chuyue saw him walking unsteadily and stubbornly refusing to ask her to help her, the unknown fire came up in her heart again, and she couldn't bear to read the battle report, so she sneered: "But let you rub your mouth and legs and give you another hand, just With this appearance, Xie Jianshang, you really never cared about your body?"

Xie Jianshang lowered his eyes and said lightly, "It's useless to care about it. Life span is limited. One day God wants me to die, and I can't help it."

He himself knew that he could survive to this day, basically thanks to the bead that Lu Zu gave him.Lu Zu said that wearing it on his body will keep him from dying, and he will recover if he takes it when his life is critical. After using it, he will go back to the mountain.But he only took it with him all the time, and he didn't open it to take it several times at the critical moment of life and death, and he never thought about going back to Chunyang Palace.

His idea is to die when he dies, and he doesn't have to live these days.

Although it can only live up to Lu Zu's kindness.

But Yang Chuyue understood it as talking back to him, burning with anger, took a deep breath, and then calmed down a little. The demonic energy on her body was rushing around, and the cinnabar between her eyebrows was even more blood red because of the impact of the demonic energy: "You will be killed once you are beaten. abacus."

While speaking, Xie Jianshang had already finished the bowl of porridge.Cooked it very carefully, even a bowl of white porridge still leaves people's lips and teeth fragrant. I don't know if Yang Chuyue made it by herself.

He put down the bowl, looked at another bowl of pitch-black soup, picked it up and smelled it, frowned and said, "Let me see the prescription."

Yang Chuyue threw away the battle report in her hand and snorted coldly: "Afraid that I will poison you? Poisoning is such an indiscriminate trick, isn't the national teacher's favorite?"

He said this but he forgot, when he was in Chang'an, he did not prescribe medicine to Xie Jianshang...

Xie Jianshang shook his head: "No, it's just that many medicines are useless to me, and it's useless to drink them. I need to prescribe additional medicines."

The prescriptions for his medicines for the past two years were given to him by Yang Yifei at that time. When he prescribed them, he said to increase the dosage and replace some medicines as appropriate.He has been drinking medicine according to this prescription for the past two years, but it is the difference between increasing the dosage and changing the medicine.And no matter how powerful Yang Chuyue was, she was not as suitable as Yang Yifei's medicine, so it was best to look at the prescription.

Yang Chuyue didn't continue talking, took out a piece of paper from her sleeve, took a pen from the table, and handed them to Xie Jianshang together.

Xie Jianshang took Fang Zi and looked at it.As expected of being Yang Yifei's personal apprentice, the prescriptions and medicines prescribed were all a routine, but there were too many worries, many medicines were not heavy enough, and some did not use more powerful medicines, which were slightly worse than the prescriptions Yang Yifei gave him at first some.

He picked up a pen and corrected a few places before returning it to Yang Chuyue.Yang Chuyue picked it up and raised her eyebrows: "This trick... the recipe is yours, the master of the sect?" After looking at it for a while, she said, "Why is the master of the sect using so much medicine?"

Xie Jianshang rolled up his sleeves, put his hands on his legs, and said calmly, "It doesn't need to be so heavy, I won't be able to live long ago."

Yang Chuyue glanced at him sideways, without saying a word, took the medicine on the table and poured it into a potted plant beside the bed, took the empty bowl and the revised prescription and went out, and finally seemed like In a fit of anger, he slammed the door very hard.

After he left, Xie Jianshang sighed softly.

It's really different...

In the past, Yang Chuyue was a prime minister who controlled her emotions very well, and had a particularly deep palace - why is her mood so volatile now?

Maybe it's because of the devilish energy. Although Yang Chuyue finally subdued the devilish energy and completely dominated her body, the devilish energy still indirectly and directly affected many aspects of his body. The most obvious change was his mood and moodiness.

Xie Jianshang shook his head, he had to find a way...

Xie Jianshang stayed in Wolongpo for more than a month.

To his surprise, Yang Chuyue didn't make things difficult for him—except for not letting him out of the room.Later, he was even allowed to take a walk in Wolongpo, and took him to visit Bailongkou when he was in a good mood.

He didn't even force him to do things in bed anymore, which was a bit unbelievable.

He raised his hand, gently wiped off the medicinal juice on the corners of his lips, and handed the empty bowl and rice bowl to Yang Chuyue.

Yang Chuyue stood watching him drink the medicine, then snorted again, and went out with the bowl.

Xie Jianshang sighed, really couldn't figure out what Yang Chuyue was going to do, got up and went to the yard, ready to take two steps to digest and digest - Yang Chuyue fed him so well that he was not allowed to stop eating, so digestion after meals is still very important .

However, as soon as she walked out of the room, she heard Yang Chuyue and her subordinates talking in a low voice.

Xie Jianshang stopped in his tracks, knowing that he was not suitable before going out. After all, he was still a member of the Haoqi League, and it would be bad for Yang Chuyue and himself to rashly hear the military secrets of Evilren Valley.

But just as he was about to go back to his room, he heard several extremely familiar names.

It is the name of a disciple of Chunyang!

Xie Jianshang held on to the door frame, held his breath, and struggled a little in his heart, what kind of heroic alliance and evil man's valley!Still decided to listen to this corner.

After many days of recuperation, his skills have recovered a lot, and his five senses have also been strengthened. He can still understand such a small corner.

He heard his subordinates report to Yang Chuyue that a disciple of Chunyang came to Wolongpo to ask for an interview, and he brought a letter from the master to Yang Chuyue, and mentioned that the master asked them to take "Xue Ming" back.Yang Chuyue accepted the letter but said don't worry about it, and drove them all out, followed by the sound of their footsteps leaving together.

Xie Jianshang frowned. The disciple of Chunyang might not know that Xue Ming is the chief of Jianzong, but the head of the sect is very clear, so Yang Chuyue must also know what the head of the sect meant, and asked him to let him go back to Chunyang...

But Yang Chuyue still refused.

What is he going to do?

Xie Jianshang was standing in the yard, lost in thought, when he suddenly heard someone calling him softly: "Senior Brother? Thank you, Senior Brother?"

He was startled, looked up at the roof, and saw a handsome young man dressed as an ordinary student of Chunyang lying on the roof, laughing at him.

It's Gu Qingmo!

Gu Qingmo is also one of the disciples of Jianzong, and he has a very good relationship with him in Chunyang. He helps to take care of many affairs of Jianzong, but at the age of seventeen or eighteen, he does things steadily and smartly, and is deeply loved by the head elders. take seriously.

Xie Jianshang was so shocked that he quickly looked around and made sure there were no guards, so he let him down, dragged him into the room and closed the door, pushed him to sit on the stool, and asked seriously: "Wolongpo is so tightly guarded, how do you do it?" came in?"

Gu Qingmo looked indifferent, and said with a smile: "I came in through the wall... Senior brother, don't hit me! I really came in through the wall! Uh, where did I learn to climb over the wall... Isn't it true that many people looked down on our Jingxu disciples before?" Yes, won't you give us something to eat..."

He carelessly untied his sword and held it in his arms, and said again: "Senior brother, why are you so thin... Let me talk about business! Didn't the Chief Changge not allow us to see you and take you back? We can only find it by ourselves You... The group of disciples you brought are not very successful, so I can only climb over the wall myself, otherwise they would have been bombarded to death by the arrow tower at the door."

Xie Jianshang sighed, put his hands behind his back and didn't speak.

Gu Qingmo said seriously: "Let's not talk about anything else, brother, do you want to go back to Mount Hua with us? We will definitely find a way to let you leave with us."

Xie Jianshang smiled wryly: "Wolongpo, and even the entire Bailongkou is Yang Chuyue's territory, and even the surrounding area can be regarded as his sphere of influence. You sneaked in and thought he didn't know? He didn't bother to care about you. I don't think you can make any troubles. You guys leave as soon as possible, and tell the head that you don't come to look for me."

Gu Qingmo shook his head: "Senior Brother Xie, after you and Brother Luo left, the new generation of Chunyang disciples really withered their talents, and there were basically no more available ones. They sincerely hope that you can go back, take charge of the overall situation, and support the future. The face of several generations of disciples."

Xie Jianshang wondered: "Luo Jiaxing? He left too?"

Gu Qingmo stuck out his tongue and smiled mischievously: "You were still abducted by your brother Wanhua... To be honest, before the chief Changge didn't go to Huashan, we all thought that Wanhua liked you. "

Xie Jianshang gave him a shuddering head: "Let me tell you, Chunyang's new generation of disciples withered, just because you talk too much!" After saying that, he couldn't help laughing.

The arrival of Gu Qingmo reminded him of the days when he practiced martial arts and swords on Huashan Mountain many years ago, when his brothers fought and fought, and competed in martial arts.Although he had never seen the great world outside, those days were pure and beautiful, and he missed them very much.

Gu Qingmo pulled his sleeve and begged, "Brother, really come with us."

Xie Jianshang patted his head: