Huafa Luoyang

The owner of Yaowang Valley, both of them were surprised by this sentence, but one was surprised that "the owner of the valley is actually him", and the other was surprised that "he is the owner of the valley".

"Zhuang Jiuyao?" The thick voice repeated, "Good boy, have the guts."

The people behind him didn't know what he was planning, and they hadn't come out of the surprise of the forced entry, so they had to wait and see what happened.

Hearing this sentence, Zhuang Jiuyao put his hands together, put them on the ground, bent down, rested his forehead on the back of his hands, and said in a loud voice: "Senior said before, if anyone can pass your Liuhe formation, he can do anything to you." Make a wish, I don't know if this word counts for Jiuyao?"

There was silence, everyone was anxious, Zhuang Jiuyao kept his head buried, and it took him a long time to hear the voice say: "I have said that, but the wish must be within the scope of my ability."

Zhuang Jiuyao raised his head, and his voice was filled with joy: "It's easy for seniors."

Following this sound, the courtyard door creaked open, and Zhuang Jiuyao quickly stood up: "Thank you, senior!"

Several people stepped forward, and after entering the courtyard gate, they found that the tree was much bigger than imagined, and it was a tree with a smile in the middle of the mountain.Sitting at the stone table under the tree was Nangong Changyang, who was not angry and arrogant.

Xun Luo noticed at a glance that there were two cups of tea on the table, and they were emitting white steam that had become thinner.

He saluted and took his seat. Before he could speak, an old servant came out of the room.

The old servant took away the cold tea and took a new teacup before bowing to Nangong Changyang: "Master, I'm going."

Nangong Changyang nodded: "Go early and come back early." The old servant went out of the courtyard, and Xun Luo noticed that he took a deep look at Zhuang Jiuyao when he left.

The three younger ones were very reserved, Nangong Changyang looked at Mi'er, although he didn't show any obvious signs, Xun Luo felt that he liked her very much.

Mi'er stared at him with flickering eyes, but Nangong Changyang said softly, "Behind the bamboo forest is an orange grove."

Hearing the words, Zhuang Jiuyao let them go, told them "don't go far away", seeing that the three people's backs were out of sight, then looked at the newly brought tea bowl, and said with a smile: "I'm disturbing Senior Nangong's reception. "

Nangong Changyang glanced at him, his expression was still relaxed, he said: "It's okay." Then he turned to Xun Luo and nodded at him, as if he was still thinking about how he saved Shouyin that day.

Seeing this, Xun Luo clasped his fists solemnly again: "I've met senior."

"I met you once at the martial arts conference, and I didn't know that you were that kid back then." Nangong Changyang looked at Zhuang Jiuyao again, "A six or seven-year-old kid actually memorized your master's route to break the formation. I don't know if it's your genius, or my Liuhe Formation is too easy."

Zhuang Jiuyao hurriedly said: "Don't dare, senior's Liuhe formation is really exquisite, and there is no one in the world that can match it. It's just that in the past 20 years, this junior has deduced that formation countless times behind his back, and he has already taken this route in his heart." Thousands of times, so I have the opportunity to see you here."

Nangong Changyang laughed inexplicably, was noncommittal to his compliment, and asked indifferently: "Just figured it out?"

"Yes." Zhuang Jiuyao replied truthfully, "Before we set out on the road, we are not sure yet, but the arrow is on the string, and this junior has no choice but to do so."

Nangong Changyang looked straight at him, with Xun Luo beside him, and felt unprecedented pressure from those eyes.Zhuang Jiuyao was neither humble nor overbearing, and met the probing gaze calmly.

In the end Nangong Changyang said: "I keep my word, but I still have some things that haven't been settled, and I haven't..."

"No." Zhuang Jiuyao interrupted him, "Senior, you misunderstood, it wasn't for that matter. I came here today to ask you for the antidote for the poisoned arrow shot under Yunya Peak."

Nangong Changyang frowned slightly: "You broke into Shouyin's mountain gate?"

Zhuang Jiuyao nodded, looked at Xun Luo, Xun Luo glanced at him quietly, and replied: "Senior, Senior Shou Yin is no longer here."

Nangong Changyang's eyebrows suddenly frowned even tighter, his complexion turned livid, and he didn't say a word.

After Xun Luo spoke briefly, he briefly told him what happened after leaving Jinling City.When it came to the fight on the top of Yunya Peak, Zhuang Jiuyao took over the conversation, and described in detail Shouyin's death, and the process of Xunluo Huohai rescuing Shouyan.

After listening to it, Nangong Changyang was silent for a long time, and when he spoke again, his voice was a little tired, showing that he should have been old at his age, but he had been suppressed all the time.He said slowly, "I killed those children."

After the words fell, he stood up, and the two followed suit, but he ignored them and walked straight towards the house.

They didn't dare to move, so they had to stand still and watch him.Nangong Changyang paused when he stepped into the main room, and said: "Old Chen sees off the guests, you have to cook for me tonight."

The stone fell heavily, and it hurt a little in the heart, Zhuang Jiuyao hurriedly answered "Yes", turned to look at Xun Luo with a smile, and stretched out his hand to grab his sleeve.

Xun Luo stretched out his hand, and he grabbed it.

It wasn't until this time that Xun Luo realized that he was sweating coldly, and his heart felt like a needle prick.I wanted to ask him what wish he had for Senior Nangong to fulfill, but he couldn't ask.

"It must be because our Mi'er is so cute." Zhuang Jiuyao smiled.

Xun Luo also raised the corners of his mouth: "Yes, because our Mi'er is very cute."

Zhuang Jiuyao pretended to be unintentional, held Xun Luo's hand and did not let go, like a child who got candy, happily raised his head to look at the smiling tree crown in the deep mountain, the corner of his mouth looked very light.After watching for a while, he suddenly asked, "Can you cook?"

Xun Luo replied: "No."

"Oh, what a coincidence, me too."

Among the five people, apart from Mi'er, no one knows how to cook.

Zhuang Jiuyao took out his fan again, with one hand behind his back, like an old-fashioned and bad-tempered master, he used the fan handle as a ruler, and said to Zhuang Ning'er, "Say, why don't you know how to cook?" ?”

"You know what you're asking." Zhuang Ning'er rolled her eyes, "Does Brother Qingcheng need me to cook? He has a cook when he's not around. What do you want me to do? Isn't it because I followed you since I was a child? So I can only cook medicine but not stew soup!"

After listening to the silence, Zhuang Jiuyao pointed at Qi Yun again: "What about you? Before the decline of the Qilian faction, you were an idiot who opened your mouth. Now that you are not the head of the sect, why not do it with Meiji?"

Qi Yun muttered: "When I was with Master, he was the one who cooked..."

This was unexpected, Zhuang Jiuyao angrily pointed at Xun Luo again: "You!"

"Me." Xun Luo looked at him calmly, "I can feed the whole family by myself, so there is no need to cook."

Zhuang Jiuyao was speechless.

He never expected to take the risk of crossing the heaven and earth formation, but in the end, a meal became a stumbling block.He gritted his teeth and pointed at Xun Luo: "Come here, you don't know how to cook and wash vegetables, right? Follow me."

The kitchen on the north side of the courtyard is actually quite spacious, but it looks cramped when two big men stand together, Xun Luo feels that Zhuang Jiuyao can rub his back if he passes by casually.

After bumping back and forth twice, he simply carried the food to the well in the courtyard.

Facing Xun Luo's back, Zhuang Jiuyao raised the shovel in disappointment and sighed silently.

As for rice, he doesn’t know how to cook, and as for people, people don’t let him touch it.

Alas, times are hard.

If you have to describe the process of making this meal - the chaos.

The last four dishes were all the same in color and taste, the same burnt black, and the same burnt smell.There was only one soup left, which looked normal, Xun Luo tasted a little, and found that it was just a bowl of hot water.

When it was time to eat, except for Xun Luo whose normal expression was expressionless, the expressions of the juniors were not very good, and even Mi'er had a similar look of disgust.

At first, Zhuang Jiuyao was still looking forward to it. After all, it was his first time to hold the spoon, and he felt full after holding the chopsticks excitedly.If it wasn't for doing it yourself, I really want to say "what the hell is this".

Next to him, Qi Yun picked up something that looked like a vegetable leaf, bit it down and made a "crack". He wanted to spit it out but was afraid of hurting the self-esteem of the two older brothers, so he swallowed it with tears in his eyes.

The person in charge of washing the vegetables looked indifferent, neither listening nor watching nor speaking.

A few people moved their chopsticks a few times and said "You are slow to use", only Nangong Changyang at the table kept moving, feeling the surprised eyes around him, he suddenly smiled, and smiled like a kind elder: "I My sense of taste has long since disappeared, and it’s the same with everything I eat.”

Everyone suddenly realized.

Seeing him eating all the dark dishes slowly, Xun Luo suddenly felt a sense of guilt.

After getting off the table, Qi Yun volunteered to go to the kitchen to clean up, and Zhuang Ning'er took Mi'er to watch the excitement.Nangong Changyang said he wanted to play chess, Zhuang and Xun followed him and sat under the tree in the courtyard.

Xun Luo didn't know why he had to blow cold wind in the courtyard in such a cold day.

As he was thinking about his next move, Nangong Changyang suddenly said, "Have you ever given him the blood of your heart?"

Both of them were startled, Zhuang Jiuyao took a look at Xun Luo holding the black piece in his hand, and replied calmly after dropping the chess piece: "Senior has good eyesight."

Nangong Changyang snorted softly: "The poison flares up extremely quickly. If it weren't for your blood, anyone who still lives here would be the Immortal Da Luo."

Zhuang Jiuyao said "ashamed", and Nangong Changyang said again: "Your blood temporarily suppressed the poison. Although it took time, the original antidote has limited effect. You will follow me tomorrow morning."

Xun Luoben was silent at the side. At this moment, he glanced at the game that Zhuang Jiuyao must lose on the table, and said in a deep voice, "Thank you, senior."

Nangong Changyang didn't answer, threw away the white piece in his hand, got up and went back to his own room, and said as he walked, "The west wing is empty."

The two stood up, and Zhuang Jiuyao said again: "Thank you, senior."

There were only two people left under the tree for a while, and the wind blew past.Xun Luo looked at Zhuang Jiuyao firmly, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Zhuang Jiuyao touched his heart, and rolled his eyes: "It hurts."

The night in the mountains came early, the Chang Geng star had just lit up as soon as the sun set.As the night fell, the star became brighter and brighter. Even in the midst of the starlight all over the sky, it had a posture that could not be ignored.

The west wing room is spacious, and the empty room is just enough to live in. Zhuang Jiuyao called himself a doctor and had to pay attention to Xun Luo's body at all times, so he hugged the quilt next door and squeezed onto Xun Luo's couch.

But he got into the same quilt with him in a sullen manner, and the quilt was useless.

Everything was silent, Xun Luo felt tight in his chest and couldn't sleep, so he lay on his side, staring at the back of Zhuang Jiuyao's head.He thought he had fallen asleep, but Zhuang Jiuyao suddenly called out: "Xun Luo."

"Hmm." He responded in a low voice.

Zhuang Jiuyao was facing the window frame and said: "The star tonight is really beautiful."

Xun Luo replied again: "En."

After a moment of silence, he suddenly turned around and faced Xun Luo, then lowered his head, buried his face in Xun Luo's shoulder, and took a deep breath.

Xun Luo's heart beat violently for a while, his body was stiff for a moment, then he relaxed for a while, resting his chin on top of his head, and gently wrapped his hands around his back.

Zhuang Jiuyao gave a low laugh, moved forward again, rubbed his face against his shoulders, and found a place where he could nest comfortably, with his lips pressed against his collarbone, and said softly: "Go to sleep." .”

"En." Xun Luo replied.

Xun Luo woke up before dawn, lay down quietly for a while, gently removed Zhuang Jiuyao's hands around her waist, and got off the couch.

Standing at the gate of the courtyard for a while, feeling the chills growing on his body, he couldn't help but sigh, that in seasons like this before, he could still practice with only his single clothes on.

After a while, the whole group got up, but they could not see Nangong Changyang alone. The sun was about to rise, and there was still no movement in the room behind the main hall.Zhuang Jiuyao couldn't sit still anymore, and went forward to knock on the door: "Senior?"

There was no sound, so he knocked harder: "Senior Nangong?"

There was still no sound, Xun Luo walked over, the two looked at each other in surprise, Zhuang Jiuyao slammed on the door twice: "Senior Nangong!"

He pushed hard with his hands, but the door was not locked inside, and the door opened in response to the sound, with a long and heavy creaking sound.

Xun Luoben followed behind, feeling wrong at this time, passed Zhuang Jiuyao straight in, bypassed the screen and saw the person lying on the couch who seemed to be asleep, and called out: "Senior?"