[Sword Three] In the days when I was forced to become Wanhua

After successfully taking away the third bottle of Jiuhua Yulu Pills and various special products of Wanhua Valley, Master Mo Shaogu seemed very satisfied.

Su Qian only felt that dark clouds were covering the top, and the Yintang was turning blue, wishing that the little ancestor would get out of here quickly.

What the hell is it that told this little ancestor about the standard equipment that disciple Wanhua has for walking around the rivers and lakes? He is a person in charge. After he goes back, he must tell irrelevant people the equipment that disciple Wanhua carries with him. Items' is included in the regulations, even if someone says he is a tyrant, it doesn't matter, this little ancestor didn't even let go of the hemostasis powder he made casually, but it seems that he put the wrong medicine...Which one is it? Su Qian was silent for a while, and then decided not to pursue the matter.

Take it, take it, Su Qian smacked her lips feeling reconciled, and decided to send a bill to the Valley of the Wicked.

This small tea stall outside Chang'an City is quite famous. There is actually a bamboo building in the bamboo forest not far away. Usually, the husband and wife and the little girl don't live there. There is a place where sundries are piled up, so it happens to be cheaper for Su. Qian and Mo Yu can live with a little cleaning.

Master Mo Shaogu has been like a plague chicken for the past few days, walking weakly like a weak willow in the wind.It wasn't a serious injury, but it was the exhaustion of guarding the ring for three days that caused the hidden diseases he had accumulated due to excessive martial arts, and all of them broke out all at once.So it looks like the disease is falling like a mountain, which is very scary.

Su Qian is best at this kind of disease that is not too big or too small and does not require any skills, so let Master Mo Shaogu take good care of him with the airs of Mr. Doctor.Unexpectedly, the prescription for recuperation came out, and the medicine was ready. Su (Bao) Qian (mu) boiled the medicine very virtuously, and sent it to Master Mo Shaogu.

Mo Yu didn't know how it grew, the longer it was, the more sinister and beautiful it was, it was so charming that the male pig's feet in romance novels were so charming and gorgeous that it was indescribably gorgeous. He raised his eyebrows and looked at him with disdain, and glanced at the Sheng in his hand. The big white porcelain bowl filled with medicine, then immediately turned his head, ignoring Su Qian.

Su Qian also raised her eyebrows, since she lived with her for several days anyway, he must have noticed something, anyway, Su Qian had never seen him take the medicine on his own initiative - it doesn't count if he force-fed it half-dead before.He put the medicine bowl in front of the cuttlefish with a smile, his brows were full of elegance and gentleness: "Master Mo Shaogu, the medicine is ready, please use it."

Mo Yu looked down at his fingers, pretending not to hear.

Su Qian sat down and pushed the medicine bowl forward.

Mo Yu turned her head.

Su Qian pushed again.

Mo Yu simply changed his posture and went to look at the scenery outside the window.

Su Qian let out a 'hehe' in her heart.Just kidding, the man who doesn't drink medicine has seen eight hundred if he hasn't seen one thousand. After all, hasn't he been coaxed by him?

"Shaogu's main business is an adult, and there are advantages and disadvantages..." Su Qian's slender, long and white fingers tapped lightly on the table, making two crisp sounds: "I don't think I need to waste my time."

"If Master Shaogu thinks that I have little talent and learning, you might as well go to the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers. This place is very close to the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers." The implication is, do you want to drink it?If you don't drink, just get the hell out of here!

"Don't drink." Master Mo Shaogu glared at Su Qian, and said very arrogantly if he didn't drink it, he wouldn't drink it!

Su Qian glared at Mo Yu whose force value was more than double his, and had no choice but to stare blankly.

Kind of you bite me?Mo Yu squinted at him domineeringly and charmingly.

I just have it!Su Qian smiled slightly, tapped Mo Yu's three big acupoints like lightning, clasped Mo Yu's jaw with one hand and squeezed it open, put two fingers into his mouth to press his tongue, opened the esophagus, and went down with the other hand holding a large white porcelain bowl Filling, putting the bowl close to, releasing the acupuncture points, and wiping the hands, the total time does not exceed ten seconds.

When Mo Yu came to his senses, Su Qian wiped her hands with a dignified and elegant face like a normal person.

The one who bullied was you, a sick girl!Su Qian sneered silently.

Honey, are you forgetting you're sick?

Just kidding, the man who doesn't drink medicine has seen eight hundred if he hasn't seen one thousand. After all, hasn't he been coaxed by him? ——Correct one word, it's not 'coax', it's 'infusion'.

Mo Yu was completely wrong.Who knows how much coptis Su Qian added to the bowl of medicine, the whole throat was occupied by that bitter, sour and astringent taste, he stretched out his hand to hold down his esophagus, for fear that he would spit it out accidentally.

With Su Qian's method, even if he spits it out, he is not afraid to pour him again.

"I didn't add coptis in it." Su Qian knew what he was thinking, and smiled: "You have been cold and hot for five days, how dare I give you medicine that is very cold and bitter?"

"Oh? Then do I want to thank you for not putting some poison in?" Mo Yu snorted coldly.

bad boy!

Su Qian only felt that this guy was angry no matter what he looked at, so he found a chair with a back and sat down comfortably, with his neck slightly tilted back, looking calm and at ease. "You really guessed it right, Master Shaogu may as well drink more quickly, so that I can mention the Haoqi League on the head to receive the reward."

After finishing speaking, Su Qian seriously considered this possibility.Although he is not short of money, no one doesn't like having more money. If Mo Yu is really killed, it is not impossible to hide in the Haoqi League to seek protection after receiving the reward from the Haoqi League...

Su Qian pondered for a while... No, she also had to consider the probability of being stabbed to death by Mu Xuanying.

He touched his chin, why did he always feel that the probability...is so high?

It was almost impossible to look directly at each other, the two of them must have a romantic relationship—the brain hole was too open, Su Qian secretly spat at herself.

You can't just go in the direction of a gay guy and never look back, and you can't see everyone think the world is one!

Mo Yu raised his eyebrows, his voice was hoarse, but it was full of danger: "If you want my head, you can try it if you are not afraid of death."

"I'm afraid of death, so I won't come."

"..."

＋ + + + + ++ have+ have + have + have++ have + + + + + + + + + + + in the afternoon, Mo Yu went to take a nap, and Su Qian read a book in Mo Yu's room.

Even if Mo Yu wasn't used to it, he couldn't even fall asleep.He has cultivated to Su Qian Moyu's level, and he is aware of every disturbance, let alone a living person next to him, who is not a close relative or close friend, how can he sleep well?Su Qian insisted on staying with Mo Yu, and the solution was that Su Qian forcefully poured him a soothing decoction and forced him to sleep.

There is one idea that Su Qian insists on, that is, Mo Yu must be safe in his hands until he leaves.

There are as many crouching tigers, hidden dragons inside and outside Chang'an as crucian carp crossing the river. If one day Mo Yu is recognized by someone, or a vicious person sneaks into the house, and he is fast asleep, wouldn't Mo Yu be in trouble?Although there are very few who can beat Mo Yu in seconds, Mo Yu's injury can't mobilize his skills at all. Even if he mobilizes forcefully, his vitality will be seriously injured. No matter what, he will definitely be unlucky in the end.

It's better to do everything right from the beginning, take care of Mo Yu and let him go, everything will be fine.

Mo Yu's injury will be almost healed after another ten days and a half months of recuperation, as long as he doesn't do any stupid things like guarding the ring for three days, everything is easy to talk about.

Su Qian flicked through the medical books very lightly. Mo Yu was here, and he was too embarrassed to take out the j□j he bought from a peddler yesterday, but to be honest, the j□j written in Tang Dynasty is really reserved, dear Going to bed with your mouth and writing two crooked poems is so beautiful that it can't be more beautiful.Su Qian really missed the 50 G GV and H novels in his mobile phone.

If you run out of money in the future, you can still rely on writing j□j, and it will not be cross-provincial.Su Qian thought happily.

Suddenly, Su Qian's hand turning the pages of the book paused, and then continued to turn the pages as if nothing had happened.

someone is coming.

And still a master.

Someone was peeping inside the bamboo house, the breathing of the other party was extremely light, and the sound of falling on the bamboo was also silent.If Su Qian hadn't practiced martial arts more diligently recently, she might have been groped into the house unconsciously.

Su Qian put down the medical book, and took out Luofeng from her sleeve. With a light rub of the flint, a tube of smoke emerged from Luofeng.Su Qian stepped forward to take a puff of cigarette, exhaled slowly, looked in the direction of the person and said, "Where is the hero visiting my little bamboo house?"

No one echoed back, but the person who came was clearly outside the house, and it was posted so closely that the sound of breathing became chaotic for a moment.

Mo Yu was given a decoction by him, and it would take at least half an hour before he woke up.

Su Qian looked back at the bed that was firmly covered by the curtain.

In all fairness, Su Qian's posture supporting Luofeng is extremely beautiful.

Tsing Yi and Tsing Pao, Green Bamboo and Green Mantle.

Those hands were blindingly white.

Su Qian snorted coldly, he didn't want to leave Mo Yu's bedside, for fear that he would fall into a trick to divert the tiger away from the mountain.He looked extremely elegant and carefree, but in fact it was Hua Jianyou's mind running to the extreme.He leaned his head slightly to take a puff of the cigarette, white mist overflowed from his mouth, and then disappeared without a trace.

Bah, I have said everything, and I neither get out nor come out, presumably the person who came was not kind.

But also, the good ones don't come.

Su Qian flipped her hands over, and there were three more moon-breaking knives in her hand, each of which was only the size of a knuckle, and it was like three arcs of light between her fingers.The owner of the valley once tried the knife in the Shuiyuetan of Wanhua Valley on the night of the full moon. The knife passed without a trace, but the moon shadow was divided into two, which was extremely sharp.Later, Gong Shengseng and his party imitated this thing as a hidden weapon, and when he went out of the valley, he took some with him for personal use.

"If you insist on re-entering, don't blame me for being rude." Su Qian's words were laid out, and the sound of the other party's breathing was still sticking to the outside of the room, which made Su Qian extremely irritated.With a flick of the hand, the three moon-breaking knives drew a white arc of light in the air, instantly sank into the bamboo wall, and then came out through the wall!

Immediately afterwards, there was a low groan outside, and a faint smell of blood spread out.

Su Qian snorted coldly, and said that this thing is extremely sharp, and it is easy to pass through a wall, and it is not too much compared to Qingyuye. , My own, it hurts to throw it out.

The cost of a broken moon knife is more expensive than the price of gold of equal weight.

Stop and stop, there is too much brainstorming and there is no master style.

Su Qian stood up, and Luofeng twirled in his hand. The white jade pendant was crystal clear. He opened the window and saw that there was a person outside the room who was half leaning against the wall, frowning—he had painted on the Broken Moon Knife. Anesthesia, fainting in minutes without stress.

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The author has something to say: →＿→Mo Mao’s CP is irreversible and cannot be dismantled, because the reverse CP problem has been exhausted with friends for several times...

Regarding the CP issue, please don’t pay attention to it...OMG———Small Theater———

[World] Su Qian: 5 YXDHSD come to 1 = 4, as long as the output does not need milk.

[World] Ye Zhiqing: Hehe.

[World] Qu Yun: Hehe.

[World] Dongfang Yuxuan: Hehe.

[World] Sun Simiao: Hehe.

[World] Pei Yuan: Hehe.

[World] Su Qian: ... 5 people YXDHSD, come for milk, as long as milk. QQ