Someone always hinders my strategy

It didn't take long for the news that Lu Qi, the disciple of the number one swordsman Ji Tianlang, had defeated Shi Feiran, the lord of Nightmare City, was spread in the rivers and lakes. It's just a pity that Shi Feiran didn't have the so-called medicine to restore the corpse puppet to normal .

"As expected." When he heard the news, Wan Yan was writing the prescription on paper. Not long ago, he had developed the antidote, but he had no plans to distribute the antidote yet.

"They are so hideous!"

Zhen Ai's angry voice came from beside her ear, and Wan Yan slightly turned her head: "Huh?"

"Obviously you defeated Ji Tianlang ten years ago, the title of number one swordsman should be yours anyway!"

Wan Yan felt a little funny, but still patiently explained, "It's one thing to know, but they won't admit it."

"..." Seeing that Zhen Ai didn't speak, Wan Yan turned around to look at him, only to see that his pretty face was a little bulging and red, as if he was very angry.

Wan Yao suddenly laughed. He wanted to reach out and rub Zhen Ai's head, but he stopped halfway. Although this was his subconscious action, he felt that they hadn't reached the point where they were so close. As soon as he was in a daze, he felt a furry touch on his hand.

In the meantime, Zhen Ai stuck her head under his hand and rubbed it twice, like a small animal.

Ah, he is a small animal, Wan Yao's hands are a little stiff, the little fox who accompanied him in previous lives may be him.

Although Wan Yan understood, she didn't show anything on her face. She rubbed her hand twice according to Zhen Ai's intention and then let go. Seeing Zhen Ai's dissatisfied look, although she thought it was a little funny, she didn't say anything, no big deal. In the study room, it became quiet again in an instant.

Wan Yao turned around and continued to write the prescription, Zhen Ai was also very quiet, as safe as before countless reincarnations.

A few days later, Wan Yan handed the prescription to Siyue: "I think someone will come to the village to ask for medicine in a few days, don't worry about them, wait for Lu Qi to come and give it to him."

Siyue took the prescription, and there was a bit of anxiety in her brows: "Then the owner..."

Wan Yao lowered his eyes: "I was born in the Misty Mountain Villa. I have only left the village a few times for more than [-] years. I only come back after a few months. There are many things to do. It is a pity that I can't enjoy the scenery of the rivers and lakes." He told Siyue Said, "If brother Xi asks, just tell him that."

Siyue's lips moved slightly, but in the end she didn't say anything, she just looked at Wan Yao and listened to his instructions quietly.

After so many years, she also knows how the person in front of her is one-sided.

"After I leave, don't come to me. If Lu Xi is willing to take over the Misty Villa, you can follow him. If he treats you badly, you can leave too. If no one takes over, just break up." Wan Yaowang Looking at this place where I have stayed for a total of more than forty years, I suddenly felt a lot of reluctance, "Of course, if you want to stay, it's okay, there is an antidote, and no one can drive you away .”

In the final analysis, Wanjiao is still a little guilty about this place. For so many years, as the owner of the villa, he has not left an heir to the Misty Mountain Villa. It made those loyal servants a little sad.

But Wan Yao is absolutely unwilling to do such a thing as finding a woman to raise offspring when she knows that she will live soon.

So in the end, Wan Yan could only say one sentence: "I'm leaving, there's no need to send it off."

Then he turned around and left here without looking back. He didn't prepare his horse, and Zhen Ai followed behind him.

When Wan Yao's figure disappeared into the mist, Si Yue Mo couldn't help but shed tears. She was as strong as her, and she couldn't help but shed tears as she watched the man who had been helping their sisters go to death step by step.

It's not that she and Ningshuang have never thought about raising an offspring for the owner of the villa. Even if there is no so-called love between men and women, out of kindness, they are unwilling to just watch the Misty Mountain Villa die. She has always kept this thought in her heart, but now seeing Wan Yao's figure drifting away, she suddenly felt extremely sad in her heart.

What kind of burden did their owner bear on him?

She is very clear about the precarious state that Misty Villa was in when Wanjiao just took over as the owner of the villa, but under such a declining situation, Wanjiao resolutely supported all this, and now no one in the world knows Misty The name of the villa?If it weren't for the wear and tear on the lifespan of the practice, it would be this crisis, and the owner of the village could easily solve it.

However, all of this is in the past, and the name of Wan Qinghe may still be circulated in the Jianghu, but this person will never be seen again.

Everyone in the world knows that there are many famous medicines in the Misty Villa, and the master of Qinghe Village has superb medical skills. When he found out that he couldn't find the antidote to the poison of the corpse puppet, someone finally thought of going to the Misty Villa to find the medicine, but got the news that the owner was out.

One day, Lu Qi also came to the village, but got a different answer.

"There's no need to wait, the owner won't be back." Siyue announced coldly in front of everyone.

The people who were looking for the medicine were stunned, and there was a lot of discussion in an instant. In the end, Lu Xi stood up and asked, "What does this mean?"

"Literally." Siyue took out the prescription Wanjiao had left from her bosom, and handed it to Lu Xidao, "Before the owner left, he asked me to give this prescription to Shaoxia Xi. Young hero's behavior."

Lu Qi didn't take the prescription, and his eyebrows were slightly frowned, with a hint of calm and prestige: "I want to know where he went."

Siyue lowered her head slightly: "Before leaving, the owner of the villa said: 'I was born in Misty Mountain Villa. I have only left the village a few times for more than [-] years, and I only come back after a few months. There are so many things to do, so I can't enjoy the scenery of the river and lake. Yea.' It must have been traveling around the world."

"Traveling around the world? Then why don't you come back?" Lu Xi asked, quite aggressively.

Siyue looked cold, and seemed to be angered by these words: "Why didn't he come back? How do you tell him to come back alive?"

Lu Xi was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly he remembered the meeting at the pool of life and death a few months ago, but he didn't expect that it was the last meeting in this life: "No... no! He can find the corpse How can the antidote of the puppet not be able to heal himself?"

"Doctor? The meridians are retrograde, and the vitality is exhausted. How can you tell him to treat him?" At this point, tears like the moon suddenly came down, "Do you know that the owner of the villa has not used internal strength for many years before fighting with the elders of the eight sects?" ?”

"He just wants to live for a while longer, to see how far you can go. If not, how can he survive to this day, and let my Misty Villa cultivation technique be coveted by all sects?"

Lu Qi took a few steps back in shock. How could he have imagined that he would be treated like this just by being alive?

But he still didn't believe it, or he didn't want to believe it: "No, he is so powerful, why can't he find a solution to the problem of that exercise?"

"There have been so many wonderful and gorgeous villa owners in the history of my Misty Mountain Villa, but which owner who practiced this technique lived past the age of 20?"

Lu Xi wanted to say something else, but felt that those words were too pale, so he could only leave one sentence in the end: "I'm going to find him."

"It's better to distribute the medicine given to the young man by the owner first." But Ningshuang came forward, with a delicately carved key in her hand, "This is the key to the warehouse where the herbs are stored. I will hand it over to Xi Shaoxia."

Lu Xi wanted to refuse, and wanted to drop everything to find Wan Yao, but he turned his head and looked at the expectant eyes of those who were begging for medicine, and he couldn't say any willful words in an instant.

He could only bury his head down and deal with these things that Wan Yao had prepared for him long ago, and the more he did it, the colder Lu Xi's heart became. Come to haunt him and keep him from going to him.

And when he saved the people in five cities and gained a good reputation in the world, he finally couldn't restrain the fear in his heart, and wanted to put it down for a while and find someone he trusted to help him complete the rest. mother appeared.

As if he had calculated the timing, his mother was as gentle as ten years ago, but there were some traces of time in her eyebrows. She walked towards him slowly, and he couldn't move her footsteps any more.

"Xi'er." A familiar voice rang in his ears, and the emotions accumulated for a long time finally broke out, but Lu Xi couldn't control the tears in his eyes.

"Mother..." He threw himself into his mother's warm embrace like a child, letting her tolerate all his grievances, "Why do you keep it from me?"

Zhen Shi froze, but quickly relaxed, thinking that Lu Qi would ask this question, she said softly: "There is a child who will grow up, and on the way of his growth, there will always be some people, some things, will leave him.”

"But why is it him?"

"Maybe it's because he made a choice." After all, Mrs. Zhen came from a scholarly family, and she has a bit of wisdom in life after all these years, so she said, "The illness of Master Qinghe should not be impossible to treat. "

Lu Xi raised his head suspiciously, but found that he was already much taller than his mother.

"Before he made the medicine to restore the puppet to normal, didn't you also think it was impossible? But he did it, he did the impossible thing, can you think that he could have done it too? Make a cure for his own problems?"

"But...why?"

"Perhaps there is not enough time." Zhen's eyes drooped, the city in front of her has just recovered, although it is still a little dilapidated, but there are young grasses, "The prescription may be there, but the medicine is not enough. "

"How come?" Lu Xi was a little surprised. He had seen the warehouse where the medicine was placed in Misty Villa, so it couldn't be enough!

"Because the medicine he needs coincides with the medicine I need." Zhen's voice lowered slightly, "Perhaps you don't know, I was once used by Shi Feiran to blackmail the owner of Qinghe, so the medicine I need It is also different from others, the extra medicine coincides with the owner of the village."

Lu Xi knew that he shouldn't ask any more questions now, but he still couldn't control his curiosity: "What medicine?"

"The flower of life and death."

The memory suddenly returned to a few months ago, that little white flower trembled in the wind, looking extremely fragile, but unexpectedly, such a little flower actually determined the direction of fate.

Lu Xi couldn't help thinking, if it was him, who would he choose?

he does not know.

He only knew that he would never be able to choose someone else between himself and others.

Because he no longer has that other person who can make him do this kind of thing.

The author has something to say:

I originally thought that this chapter would be the last chapter of this volume, but... I guess there are still one or two chapters left, but since I thought it was the last chapter before, don’t believe the so-called estimated one or two chapters. One day I slapped my face→→

ps: There are classes (events) on every one, three and five nights. If there is no ranking, I won’t stay up all night. My friends have already complained about the dark circles under my eyes →→

To tell you the truth, I am in a hurry and really want to enter the next volume, why is this volume not over yet? <This volume can no longer satisfy my desire to make trouble, okay, although I still have to wait until the next volume starts. You have to think about it carefully, the outline at the beginning is almost forgotten→→