Huafa Luoyang

Zhuang Jiuyao stared at him for a long time, then looked down at the candlelight, Xun Luo thought for a while, and answered for him: "Will it be backfired? When the poison occurs twice a month?"

Seeing that he didn't answer, Xun Luo knew that he had guessed correctly, so he didn't mention it anymore, and changed the subject: "Mei Ji took the willow-leaf dagger."

Zhuang Jiuyao looked at him with a restrained expression, and he smiled: "But I will take it back."

After he finished speaking, he looked down at his palm.Before this life is completely ended, this hand is finally able to lift the sword that I want to lift.

Looking at the scar in the center of his palm, he thought, there is really no difference between living for three months and living for one month.

Zhuang Jiuyao said very little tonight, Xun Luo guessed that half of the reason was probably related to himself, but he had already tacitly agreed that there was no cure for the poison on his body, so he didn't really care about it except for his heartache.

He was still thinking about the matter ahead, and couldn't help asking: "Is there any other solution to your Gu poison?"

Zhuang Jiuyao shook his head: "All these years, I just found such a way to fight poison with poison."

"What about Meiji?"

Zhuang Jiuyao sighed: "The poison of Gu is extremely yin, and taking people's yang energy can be suppressed, but this is not a long-term solution, so it needs to be repeated." He paused, and then explained: "Some people are born with a yang physique. , mostly men, but also women.”

"He..." Xun Luo was stunned for a long time.

Zhuang Jiuyao took over the words: "He drinks human blood."

Xun Luo frowned: "I remember you said last time that Qi Yun has a pure Yang physique?"

Zhuang Jiuyao nodded.

"What the hell does he want?"

"I don't know."

After that, Xun Luo fell into silence again, he couldn't tell what else he wanted to ask, he just felt that even though Zhuang Jiuyao had said so much frankly, it was still unclear, and the fog was even thicker.

Through the candlelight, the person in front of him looked like a hallucination.

Zhuang Jiuyao looked into his eyes and asked softly, "What else do you want to know?"

The candlelight was reflected in those slender eyes, there was no smile but a bit of warmth, Xun Luo suddenly forgot what he was thinking just now, and couldn't help calling softly: "Jiu Yao."

"I'm here." Zhuang Jiuyao replied, then stood up, and Xun Luo looked up following him.

He took a step forward, stood in front of Xun Luo just now, with his hands and eyes drooping, he lightly poked his shoulder with his fingertips, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Xun Luo shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."

Zhuang Jiuyao smiled, bent down and kissed him on the lips, when he was about to raise his head, Xun Luo reached out and wrapped his arms around the back of his neck.

The silver nightmare left tonight, I'm afraid that meeting is in a dream.

When Xun Luo opened his eyes, he didn't see the surrounding colors.

Everything in front of my eyes is black and white, and I am dazzled at the first glance.He blinked, only knowing that the sky should be bright, because the other side of the window frame was gray, he knew it was bright.

He could also know that Zhuang Jiuyao's hands were wrapping around his waist, but he couldn't feel the warmth.

He stayed for a moment, looked down at Zhuang Jiuyao, saw the high bridge of nose, and reached out to touch his forehead.Sure enough, I only knew that I had indeed touched it, but I didn't know whether it was cold or hot.

He closed his eyes hard, and then looked at the curtain beside him. He remembered that the curtain was blue when he saw it last night, but now it was gray and black in his eyes.

There was no panic in my heart.

The hand around his waist moved, he lowered his head again, and saw Zhuang Jiuyao raised his head, staring straight at him.

What Zhuang Jiuyao said, Xun Luo couldn't hear clearly.

He watched the lips open and close in front of him, and realized that he hadn't heard a sound since just now.Trying to identify for a while, I found that Zhuang Jiuyao called him: "A Xun?"

He smiled, responded vaguely, and leaned over to press his lips.

After a while, Zhuang Jiuyao raised his head, panted, and smiled: "Don't hook me up early in the morning? You can't do anything with your injuries."

Xun Luo still didn't hear what this sentence said.

He was afraid that Zhuang Jiuyao would see the clue, so he moved forward, put his arms around him, hid his face in the hollow of his shoulder, frowned, and closed his eyes once more.

Slowly opened it, looking from his neck, the color suddenly came back.

Zhuang Jiuyao's voice was right next to his ears, but seemed to be far away: "Does the wound still hurt?"

He replied: "It doesn't hurt."

"Get up and change your medicine." This sentence finally became clearer in his ears, Xun Luo took a deep breath and said "Mmm".

Zhuang Jiuyao had sensed that something was wrong with him from just now, but before he could think about it, the warm touch on his lips came overwhelmingly.At this moment, my mood calmed down, and I felt that something was wrong, so I asked softly, "Ah Xun? What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing." Xun Luo smiled, "I just woke up and saw you, thinking I was dreaming."

Following the return of hearing, he finally felt the warmth of Zhuang Jiuyao's palm on his lower back.

This process is slow and real, although Xun Luo is not in a hurry, he still feels very relieved at this moment.After saying this, he put in more effort, tightened his hands around Zhuang Jiuyao, and shouted in a low voice, "Jiuyao."

Zhuang Jiuyao was still surprised at his sudden self-dissection, but when he heard his call, he couldn't help but chuckled: "Yes."

Xun Luo let go of him slightly, and raised the corner of his mouth: "Get up, your hands are numb."

"I've seen you laughing several times since I woke up," Zhuang Jiuyao touched his face, "I'm really proud of myself."

Xun Luo laughed again.

He didn't see Wei Qingcheng during breakfast, so Xun Luo asked, Zhuang Ning'er explained that he went to the valley to investigate the situation.After the two finished talking, Zhuang Jiuyao followed, "I'll go out to collect medicine later, and you two will be right here, obediently waiting for us to come back."

Xun Luo put down his chopsticks: "I'll go with you."

"Looking for a hero, let's take care of yourself first?" Zhuang Jiuyao raised his finger and pointed at his shoulder, "Ning'er, let me watch over him, don't let him go out."

Zhuang Ning'er raised an eyebrow at him: "You can see for yourself."

Zhuang Jiuyao stood up, squinting his eyes with a smile: "I like to hear that, but you have no choice, even if you don't stay here, you can't go with Qingcheng."

"Hmph!" Zhuang Ning'er wrinkled her nose in dissatisfaction.

"Don't do this," Zhuang Jiuyao's smile became sly, "If you do this, do you think you are bothering him?"

Zhuang Ning'er hurriedly shook her head at Xun Luo when she heard the words: "Brother Xun, don't listen to him!"

Xun Luo raised the corners of his mouth, Zhuang Jiuyao stopped laughing for a while, and then reminded: "I put a dose of medicine by the side of the medicine bowl, remember to boil it for Brother Xun."

As he spoke, he was about to get up, Xun Luo stood up after him, picked up the medicine basket by the window before he reached out, and said, "Is it for me that you are going out this time?"

Zhuang Jiuyao reached out to pick it up, nodded, "I found a way, maybe it can cure your poison."

Xun Luo wanted to say something else, but he put his finger on his lips, Zhuang Ninger coughed lightly, and went to the kitchen with the bowl and chopsticks in his arms.

"At least until the first day of next month, I won't lose my internal energy, so you don't have to worry." Zhuang Jiuyao glanced at his lips, and whispered, "Don't leave, in case something happens here, you have to take care of it .”

Although Xun Luo felt that there would be nothing wrong for the time being, he still answered "Okay", and Zhuang Jiuyao came over with a smile and touched his lips.

After sending him out, Xun Luo stood at the gate of the yard, just watching him go away.

Zhuang Jiuyao took a few steps, stopped suddenly, and turned around.Xun Luo raised his eyebrows to look at him, and he suddenly smiled: "Does it seem like you are seeing off your husband?"

Xun Luo was startled, and slightly pursed his lips.Then he smiled, looked at him provocatively, pointed at himself, and said softly, "Husband."

Before Zhuang Jiuyao could react, he turned around and walked towards the courtyard.

Zhuang Jiuyao couldn't help laughing, looked at his back, and muttered: "One day I will let you see who is the husband."

He also turned to face the bamboo forest.

Xun Luoxing took one step at a time, turned his head less than halfway from the courtyard gate to the main room, and stared fixedly at the handsome figure gradually disappearing into the bamboo forest.

After a long time, he took a deep breath and turned his head into the house.

wait to die.

Although Zhuang Jiuyao claimed to have a way to detoxify him, he believed in this fact in his heart.

He had never been so clearly aware of his state.

In the past, when I killed someone, I only knew that I was killing, and when I was walking, I only knew that I was walking. My soul seemed to be floating in the sky, looking at the empty skin on the ground, looking at a person I didn’t know but had to look at. .

At this time, because the time is running out, the sense of reality is diffused, and there is a sense of transparency that is about to be relieved, which comes from the sleepiness accumulated over the years.

Naturally, there are also unwilling regrets, which come from people who treat me well now.

Thinking about Xun Luo, she laughed at herself, it turns out that Tian Luo is not so unreasonable, feelings are indeed painful things.

As it is with one-sided feelings, so it is with mutual feelings.

Because there is no pain without emotion.

But Tianluo was also wrong, because I was willing.Xun Luo thought.

In fact, Zhuang Jiuyao came and went very quickly, but he returned after sunset.When he came back, Xun Luo was standing at the gate of the courtyard, leaning against the door frame and holding his hands, staring towards the bamboo forest in a daze.

Just as Zhuang Jiuyao walked out of the bamboo forest, he suddenly saw this scene and couldn't help but pause.

It was a very clear picture scroll in the world, the man inside restrained his evil spirit, showing a kind of forbearable silence, with the wind, there was an unspeakable tacit understanding with this mid-spring scene.

Xun Luo had already seen him, but his body didn't move, but his eyes suddenly gathered in one place, showing a soft taste at the same time.

The two looked at each other from afar.

Until Zhuang Ning'er came out and asked Xun Luo to drink medicine.

She coughed lightly, Xun Luo stood up straight, heard her hold back a smile and said: "Brother Xun, it's time to drink the medicine."

Xun Luo nodded, thanked him, and looked at Zhuang Jiuyao again.Zhuang Jiuyao was already walking this way, but when he reached the door, he stopped waiting for him and turned back to the courtyard.

Outside the door, the master and servant faced each other, Zhuang Ning'er gave Zhuang Jiuyao a deep look, and the latter smiled indifferently: "First detoxify him before we talk."

Zhuang Ning'er had nothing to say, when she turned to enter the courtyard, Zhuang Jiuyao suddenly whispered, "I'm sorry."

She turned around in surprise, and Zhuang Jiuyao repeated word for word: "I'm sorry."

Zhuang Ning'er smiled: "My lord, what are you talking about?"

"That picture was painted on you and Mi'er." Zhuang Jiuyao restrained his expression and said seriously, "Your father Zhuang Yi, together with your whole family, died because of this picture, and Mi'er should have become famous because of this." Orphan. Now I handed over the picture easily for my own selfishness."

As he spoke, he lifted up his robe and was about to kneel down. Zhuang Ning'er grabbed his arm, seemed a little angry, her eyes turned red immediately, and she said in a low voice, "Master, do you really want to alienate me like this? I don't know that at all. What is hidden in the picture, it will attract unreasonable pursuit. I wish that the picture has nothing to do with me, can't you let me live a good life, have to bring these things before my eyes again? I just want revenge, as for that I'm not interested in any secrets or treasures in the picture."

"If you really feel sorry, you should make good use of this opportunity to dig out the person behind the scenes." Zhuang Ning'er lowered her head, paused, and said through gritted teeth, "Let me kill the enemy, avenge the banker, and help Mi Take revenge and clear the charge for Master Huiming!"

Although the sound was soft, the tone was firm.

Xun Luo backed away quietly, and couldn't hear the words behind him clearly.

He went back to the hall, picked up the medicine bowl and drank it, he didn't understand why he owed so much to so many people with his crippled life, and had to continue to live on.

But Zhuang Jiuyao won't let him die, he is even under the control of others now, and has made a deal with others to exchange his life.

Such a clear understanding made him unable to muster up the courage to part ways with him again after the reunion.

Even if you are lingering on your last breath, you must continue to live secretly.

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Tonight there are still photos of the silver scorpion, and I am afraid that the reunion is a dream: from Yan Jidao's "Partridge Sky·Caixiu Courtesy Holding the Jade Bell".