I water the flowers of the kaolin

My name is Fang Jiyun, and Li Zangfeng is still pressing on it, maintaining an awkward posture with me.

He held my wrist with one hand and put the other on the ground. His upper body kept a safe distance from me, like a large vacuum pendant.

His knees were clamped around my waist, and his legs imprisoned my waist. This posture didn't quite fit the atmosphere of Lu Jinjiang.

But his face is very straight, stiff and straight, and he has an inexplicably resolute and unbending temperament.

I said, "Hold your breath first, and I won't say anything."

Li Zangfeng raised his eyebrows: "Is the fragrance still there?"

Me: "It's getting thicker."

Li Zangfeng looked at me with the eyes of a mentally retarded person: "If the fragrance is everywhere, what's the use of holding your breath? Can you keep holding it?"

Oh.

Oh right.

Holding your breath won't solve the problem at all.

But it can delay the problem!

While shutting myself up, I thought about killing the source of the fragrance.I looked at the candle, and Li Zangfeng cast his eyes there.I flirted with him like two underground party joints.We want to go together.

It's a candle!

When the wax melts, the contents hidden in the wax evaporate in a gaseous state.

I pushed Li Zangfeng away, tigers and cranes flew over, Li Zangfeng went to the other side, blew out four candles, should have continued, but he insisted on seeing the blood stains I left on the ground.

It was the shape of an iron butt.

He looked at it, and it seemed to enlighten him.There seemed to be a great and profound connection between it and him.

He stopped moving, frozen in this moment like a statue.

I blew out eleven of the remaining candles, and only No. 12 candles had no fragrance. When the fragrance came out, I immediately held my breath and extinguished the fire.

I found that Li Zangfeng was looking behind me, as if there was a map behind me.I hate it the most when someone stares at me like this, giving him a warning look: "What are you looking at?"

Li Zangfeng asked: "You don't feel anything?"

I said, "Very good."

Li Zangfeng seems to have taken these words to heart: "The last time I saw you, I thought you looked like the old seven, but you didn't look like the old seven."

I smiled: "What about now?"

Li Zangfeng: "I still think you are more like than like."

He paused, with a rare guilty look in his eyes, and said, "But your performance after injury is indeed worthy of the title of the world's number one killer."

This math fool seemed to say how serious the injury was, so I laughed: "A little injury, why endure it?"

I don't feel pain anymore, I have nothing left.

When I was hooked by him just now, my ass fell first.

Some things are broken, and sticky can't go back. Even if you barely stick back, it will always be broken in your heart.If you think of it, you only think of it when it was broken.

That's why, if we break something, like a two-petal friendship, a true iron butt, we learn to forget it so that it's broken on the outside, but whole on the inside of.

Li Zangfeng: "You are still holding your breath, has the scent gone?"

I smelled it: "It's almost gone."

Li Zangfeng: "Have you ever smelled this fragrance?"

"Never."

"Then how can you be sure it's poisonous?"

"I guessed it just now, and now I'm sure."

Li Zang was surprised: "How to be sure?"

My eyes were like torches: "You."

Li Zangfeng was puzzled: "Me?"

I was unpredictable: "You are poisoned."

Li Zangfeng seemed to be thinking about the structure of my eyes, and looked at me with a strange look: "Can you detect the pulse from the air?"

I said, "It's your lips that turned purple."

I took out the dagger and took a picture of him, and his lips looked as if soaked in ten catties of mulberries and mangosteens, authentic gay purple.

Li Zangfeng stopped talking now, he seemed to be very unaccustomed to this poisonous makeup, touched his lips, that action made me very worried that he would tear the skin off his lips.Fortunately, he didn't, so he sat down without saying a word, and directly practiced his exercises with his legs crossed.This person is in danger as usual, and he doesn't appear to be flustered at all. On the contrary, seeing this person makes me feel worried.

Then I asked him: "Do you feel the pain?"

Li Zangfeng shook his head.

I asked again, "Do you have numbness in your limbs?"

Li Zangfeng shook his head.

I asked again, "Do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"

Li Zangfeng stopped shaking his head, and turned to stare at my throat.

...I think you are cuter when you stare at my chest.

In order to prevent him from being overwhelmed and die with me, I immediately took a remedy.

"I pulled you down. You shouldn't be in this muddy water. I should save you from the poison."

The words are upright and awe-inspiring, and he looks old-fashioned, not like a killer, but more like an internationalist rescue fighter.Li Zangfeng remained motionless, as if he was observing my expression, and he could see the credibility of these words from his eyebrows.Then I knelt behind him on one knee, and wanted to put my hands on his shoulders, but he refused to let me do it, turned sideways and hid, and refused, saying: "I can do my own kung fu, I don't need you to do it."

I glared at him and said, "Are you afraid that I will plot against you?"

Li Zangfeng shook his head: "If you want to plot, you can do it just now."

"Since you're not afraid, why don't you want me to help you?"

Li Zangfeng said: "Then why didn't you want me to save you?"

Why are you still thinking about this problem? Didn't we all have a heart-to-heart chat?Are you bringing up this matter now because of curiosity, wanting to explore my inner world, or just to listen to me say thank you?

I thought about it and stopped talking, and Li Zangfeng didn't talk either.He is the person who doesn't know the word "fear" the most. His expression, posture, and words are all refusals. I know he doesn't want me to save him.

This is a mature duelist, and his dignity is higher than the clouds in the sky.

I'm a well-versed Fang Jiyun, even if my ass is cracked, I'll put my conscience on my head.

The conclusion is just one sentence - I have to be responsible to him.

So I handed him the dagger.

Li Zangfeng frowned: "This is yours."

Me: "Now it's yours."

This sounded familiar, as if he had just said it to me.

Li Zangfeng stared at the dagger, then at my eyes.

"Your dagger is too short. I always prefer long to short."

He believed me and refused to plot, but he seemed to prefer me to owe him rather than him to me.

I threw the dagger beside him as if I had thrown away a piece of dry trash, then I tore off the clothes on my chest, revealing the yellow trash inside, and said calmly and generously: "The chest is mine, and the dagger is yours. It’s not good, I did something wrong when I was giving you kung fu, and you stabbed here with a dagger, how about it?”

Li Zangfeng finally stopped staring at my throat this time, he stared at my chest for a long time, his eyes finally revealed some emotions.

He asked, "You know I want your life, but do you still want to save me?"

I said, "It was you who saved me first, and I'm just paying you back."

This lever spirit can't argue with me anymore, so I'm satisfied, put that hand on his shoulder, he lowered his head, the corners of his lips seemed to raise a slight arc, but it was fleeting, hundreds of times faster than a meteor, I don't even know if that's a joke or not.

But then I suddenly discovered a small problem.

I don't seem to know how to impart qigong.

Shall I touch it first?Maybe there will be "familiar memories coming to mind" when you touch it?I recalled those years when I was beaten by the massage master, I went down his shoulders, started from a certain point on the back, and kneaded all the way down, until I reached a harder node, I twisted it, and I poked it I poked it, um, it’s quite vigorous, this is an important acupuncture point.

Li Zangfeng said softly, "Old Seven."

I was shocked, it was the first time he spoke so softly.

This is poison! ?This is too weak to speak loudly! ?

I felt uncomfortable, and Li Zangfeng suddenly sighed for a long time, and asked a word in an erratic tone.

"You really still hate me, don't you?"

nonsense!Can't you see that I am teaching you the exercises?You think I still hate you for falling into the water! ?Is it to torture you on purpose?

Oh wait, I seem to be pinching the node on the waist a bit too hard, I haven't started to pass on this skill yet.

I quickly put my palm on his acupoints, I think this transmission of gong is to pass the most essential heat inside the body to another person.So Li Zangfeng became hot right away, and after a while he became Li Henqi, after a while he became Li Microwave Oven, and after a while he became Li Oven.

Li's oven was probably unbearably hot, so he threw up when he lowered his head, spewing out a big mouthful of blood.I was stunned and stunned, helped him up and asked, "How do you feel?"

Li Microwave wiped the blood, looked at me and said, "The poison has been forced out, thank you."

I was overjoyed, but found that the way he stared at me was unusual, the whole atmosphere was very green.Then I became vigilant, I armed every inch of my face with coldness, and asked him: "What are you looking at?"

Li Nuanqi stared at my face motionlessly: "You haven't held your breath for a while."

I said, "But I've been locked up longer than you."

Li Zangfeng said solemnly, "You saw that my lips were purple, so you confirmed that I was poisoned."

I said: "Not bad."

Li Zangfeng was more serious than ever: "Then your lips are black now, what does that mean?"

I was shocked: "My lips are black? When..."

Before I finished asking, my eyes suddenly went dark, my body softened, and I fell straight into his arms.