I heard that he will die soon

Let's get something good from Xue Qian, Yan Qiu asked Xue Qian for a long time, and then he was going to go out to find someone to try the effect of the blue-tailed arrow.

As for the other two... well, they didn't offend him, the poisoning was too much.

When going out, Yan Qiu suddenly remembered something, turned his head and stared at the medicine hall for a long time.

Qing Mu waited for a while, seeing that Yan Qiu didn't make any other movements, he said, "Master?"

Yan Qiu looked back at her, thoughtfully: "Brother Shen...is it a ghost?"

Every time he would be inexplicably forgotten by him, and other people didn't seem to pay much attention to him. It's scary to think about it!

Qing Mu: "...Although I also think that Shen Qing is a bit elusive, but it's still a bit too much to call him a ghost, my lord."

"...Do you think this is haunting?" Yan Qiu blinked and asked curiously, "Isn't he good at kung fu?"

Qing Mu: "I don't know about that. Shen Qing was picked up by Mr. Xue and has been by Mr. Xue's side. His kung fu should also be taught by Mr. Xue, but Mr. Xue...is not specialized in it. .”

Rather than saying that it is not specialized, it is better to say that it is pulpy.It's quite powerful for ordinary people, but anyone in the Devil's Cult can beat Xue Qian—if he doesn't use medicine.

Yan Qiu turned around and walked slowly along the other road, curiously asked: "So Brother Shen is Brother Xue's apprentice?"

Qing Mu: "...No. Mr. Xue doesn't recognize it."

"Oh."

"My lord, why do you pay so much attention to Shen Qing?" Hong Duan asked suddenly.

Yan Qiu looked at the snow scene on both sides, heard the words, thought for a while, and said, "Maybe it's because I've been with him for a few months, but I'm not familiar with him at all, so I'm a little concerned?" And Shen Qing's reaction just now was also good. fun.

Hong Duan didn't make a sound anymore, she was always quiet, but very straightforward.Occasionally want to ask, just ask directly.

Qing Mu asked: "My lord, do you want to find someone to try the arrow?"

Yan Qiu nodded: "Yes."

Qing Mu: "Who are you looking for?" Don't be the leader?

"Ning Wuxian."

Qing Mu nodded immediately: "Okay!"

Hong Duan silently glanced at the two of them without making a sound.

When Ning Wuxian saw Yan Qiu, his expression was a little surprised, and he stepped forward and said, "Xiao...what's your name?"

Yan Qiu is dressed in women's clothing at the moment, although it is not against harmony, but since he already knows that he is a man, it makes the girl feel weird.However, facing such a beautiful 'woman' called son, Ning Wuxian also felt strange.

Yan Qiu glanced at the people behind him, his gaze paused subtly for a moment, and noticed that their expressions were a little surprised, he coughed lightly, pinched his throat and said: "Mr. Ning is too polite, if you don't mind, you might as well call me Qiumei."

Ning Wuxian: "..."

Yan Qiu changed his words abruptly: "Just call me Xiaoqiu."

Ning Wuxian: "Xiao Qiu, why are you here at this time, looking for me to play chess?"

Yan Qiu touched the sleeve arrows in his sleeves, his eyes were like autumn water, his eyes were slightly bent, and his smile was rippling, "I have something to ask Mr. Ning, but Mr. Ning seems to have something to do?"

"Nothing." Ning Wuxian turned his head and glanced at the people in Feiyan Palace, he was stymied, he really didn't want to introduce 'Xiao Qiu' to them, and said: "Just to see their situation, after all, they live in Weitian Teaching, this is an apology, if it causes you trouble, it would be bad."

Yan Qiu followed his line of sight to look over again, nodded as a signal, and then gently took Ning Wuxian's hand, obviously noticing that Ning Wuxian froze for a moment, but did not immediately shake off his hand.

Ning Wuxian's tone was a bit wooden: "What's wrong?"

Yan Qiu: "It's inconvenient to say it here. Mr. Ning, follow me."

Everyone in Feiyan Palace saw their Young Palace Master being dragged away by a beautiful woman, they looked at each other in blank dismay, their expressions were not surprised, so they went about their business.

Their young palace masters have always been flirtatious, and it is not unusual for them to know some witches during the days they lived in the Devil's Cult.Furthermore, everyone knew that Ning Wuxian was detoxifying the Demon Sect, their Feiyan Palace had no enmity with the Demon Sect, and the Young Palace Master had extraordinary martial arts, so nothing would happen.

It's a pity that another heart made a mistake, and there will be one more poor person in this world.I don't know if the Young Palace Master can handle it as a witch?

Although being held by a beauty.

Although talking to the beauty.

But Ning Wuxian never felt more entangled than now.

In terms of beauty, the face of 'Xiao Qiu' really suits his taste, it is elegant and graceful, not stained with any rouge, and it complements the natural beauty.Although the hand holding him was not as soft as an ordinary woman's, it was tall and fair, very good-looking, gently holding his wrist...

Ah no, what he likes is women, no matter how good-looking this person is, he is still a man, stop it quickly.

"Young Master Ning."

He thought he was going to yesterday's study room, but he didn't want to go halfway, 'Xiao Qiu' suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at Ning Wuxian, his hand was still on his wrist.

Ning Wuxian came back to her senses, and subconsciously wanted to break free, but she never thought that Yan Qiu stretched out his other hand, took his hand with both hands, and then pulled it to his chest.

...really flat.

Ning Wuxian raised her eyes, met his gaze, and then froze.

That is, how pitiful, how weak and helpless, there are expectations and hopes in those eyes, and it seems to be pleading silently. Before 'Xiao Qiu' could speak, Ning Wuxian looked at the beauty like this, his heart softened eight points, and his tone was very gentle: "What's wrong?"

Yan Qiu: "Young Master Ning, there is a last resort for me to cover up people's eyes and ears. If someone finds out...I, I...Young Master Ning, can you not tell others?"

Ning Wuxian's heart was stirred up by those eyes, and now he ran the phrase 'this is a man' in his heart for [-] miles, with a gentle expression, "Of course, I didn't intend to tell others, you will You can rest assured."

Yan Qiu was very moved: "Young Master Ning..."

Ning Wuxian: "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Yan Qiu shook his head slowly, the teardrops in the corners of his eyes slowly rolled down, showing a sad smile, "No need, I don't want to implicate innocent people."

Ning Wuxian: "Then..."

Yan Qiu: "Ah, but there is one thing, the young master can help me."

Ning ignored: "What's the matter?"

Yan Qiu: "My lord, please bear with me."

Simply and neatly, he took out the sleeve arrow and stabbed it.

Ning Wuxian; "..."

Yan Qiu gave him a hand, then turned to look at Qing Mu: "Sister Qing Mu, your eyes are a bit scary."

Qing Mu: "Master, it really opened my eyes."

"Oh, I'm used to this trick, it's not surprising." Yan Qiu tried his best, but couldn't lift it up, and said, "Sister Qingmu, help me, it's not easy to throw him in this snow."

"... Oh." Then reluctantly walked over, and easily picked up the unconscious Ning Wuxian, Qing Mu couldn't help asking: "Young master, what...was just pretending?"

Yan Qiu nodded indifferently: "That's right. If it weren't for this, the leader might not have brought me back."

Qing Mu: "..." Thinking about it, the hairs stand on end.

Hong Duan: "...Young Master is so brave."

Yan Qiu smiled slightly: "Ah, I only know this trick, but it's okay, as long as it works."

Qing Mu & Hong Duan: "..."

Suddenly, Yan Qiu felt... a little scary.

Weighing the weight in his hand, Qing Mu said, "Where should I throw this Ning Wuxian?"

"Take me back to my room." Yan Qiu stretched, loosened his muscles and bones, and wiped the water from the corner of his eyes casually, "It's not good, just throw it into his room like this, it's not good if people from Feiyan Palace look for him gone."

Qing Mu: "...Young Master, what will Ning Wuxian do when he wakes up?"

Yan Qiu: "He won't be angry."

"That's not necessarily the case, although Ning Wuxian seemed really not angry about what happened yesterday, but the young master suddenly attacked him..."

Yan Qiu smiled like a flower: "He won't get angry."

Ning Wuxian has always tolerated beauties as long as he can, and it was thanks to his cleverness that he didn't die on her body.

Qing Mu: "...Anyway, I will protect you." To say that he couldn't refute it, it would be better to say that he realized that it was useless to refute, so Qing Mu simply accepted the reality.

"Thank you, Miss Qingmu."

It was already late at night when Ning Wuxian woke up. Compared with Xue Qian's two days of sleep, from the point of view of internal strength, Ning Wuxian was obviously much better than Xue Qian.

Yan Qiu was sitting at the table with his head propped up, holding a book in his hand, flipping through it slowly, yawning from time to time, but he didn't intend to sleep.

Ning Wuxian stared at the bed curtain for a while, then jumped up from the bed, his movements were quick and sharp, and then almost fell off the bed because of his haste.

It's hard for Yan Qiu to pretend he didn't see such a big move.

He put down the book in his hand, turned to look at the person occupying his bed, and yawned lazily, "Young Master Ning, you're awake."

Perhaps because of sleepiness, his voice was a little muffled, but his eyes were still clear.

Ning Wuxian: "..."

Yan Qiu stretched out his hand and pushed the envelope that had been prepared on the table, and said: "Mr. Ning, go back when you wake up, I should go to bed too."

Ning Wuxian looked back and forth between him and the letter, twitching the corners of his mouth, "Is this what you asked me to help?"

"Well, brother Xue gave me some self-defense, I tried it." Yan Qiu's voice was neither high nor low, watching Ning Wuxian put the envelope away, and slowly got up, "Sister Hongduan, give him a ride .”

Hearing the sound, Hong Duan pushed the door and entered, with a sword hanging on his waist. Even in the middle of the night, he still looked very energetic, and said calmly, "Mr. Ning, please."

Ning Wuxian: "...Thank you."

After Ning Wuxian left, Qing Mu came in from the door yawning, and asked curiously, "Is he really not angry?"

Yan Qiu smiled: "Why is he angry?"

Qing Mu: "Although you say that..."

Yan Qiu: "Okay, Sister Qingmu, I'm going to bed first, you guys should go to bed early too."

"The leader asked us to take turns to be on duty today, young master, go to sleep." Qing Mu yawned again, and whispered in wonder, "It's strange, why am I so sleepy today."

Yan Qiu narrowed his eyes slightly, smiled nonchalantly, touched the bed and covered the quilt, and fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.