Dijun, you went to the wrong volute

After Yuntun finished speaking, Fang Huai only felt that there was something extra in his arms out of thin air. He covered his chest in astonishment, the end of his eyes stretched and showed a gleam of joy. He firmly believed that Yuntun was an immortal. He hadn't completely healed yet, and after several times of great sorrow and joy, he was haggard like a lonely ghost, "Young master, is what you said true? He, his poison can be cured?"

"Yes~true~can~solution~", Yuntun unconsciously cupped his hands in front of his waist, tucked his fingertips in his cuffs, and circled his abdomen in a circle.

Master Li made a crackling sound of his old bones, and suddenly burst into tears and wanted to kneel down to Yuntun, but Yuntun commanded Yinsi to support him in time, and Yuntun was very satisfied with the obedience of this thing.

The silver thread that thought he was a hero floated around a few times, and flatteringly stuck it to Yun Tun's head, pretending that he was a strand of silver hair, without wind.

Cang Qi felt that his weapon became more and more shameless. This weapon was evolved from his real body, and it more or less carried his mind and was affected by his emotions. But when he reflected on himself, it seemed that he was not so servile Yan Meigu, how could she turn into such a shameless thing.

Little did they know that Yinsi had no face at all, unlike the emperor herself, she still couldn't let go of her identity as a god for thousands of years, and always felt that her face was very valuable.

Yun Tun stretched out his hand to brush his hair, and brushed the silver and black hair behind his ears, "Master Li, don't kneel down to me, the fairy grass is in Fang Huai's hands, just ask him for it."

"Who knows if you are colluding to deceive my father-in-law!" The new daughter-in-law screamed, supported Master Li, hid half of her body behind the old man, and pointed at an orchid.

Yun Tun was hurt by her piercing eardrums, and said with a calm face, "So what if I lied to you, anyway, the person who died was not my husband-in-law, and I was not the widow."

"You—" The new daughter-in-law was wearing a bright red dress, which did not add a bit of beauty to her, but instead made her look vulgar and ugly, not at all as handsome as Fang Huai. The girl's family in Yuntun's impression should belong to his aunt's family Little yellow chicken, bah, little yellow bird, when Xiaojiabiyu took human form, except for a little chirping, but it can be forgiven for the sake of being a bird, this is what a girl should look like.

Hearing this, the new daughter-in-law's eyes were filled with tears, her face covered with rouge and powder, she rushed up and pinched Yun Tun's fingers. Before she could move, she was stopped by an angry shout from Master Li.

Mr. Li supported the bamboo pole with his wrinkled hands, and his dirty eyes were full of resentment, anger, and disgust. When he saw his dying son lying on the bed, he had to bear all kinds of emotions, lowered his head, and said strangely, "Fang, Fang Young master, I beg you to take out the fairy grass and save him."

Fang Huai had never heard this man talk to him so kindly, and he knew how disgusting he was in his eyes. Fang Huai put away his painful expression, and slowly became cold. From the corner of his forehead to his eyes tail, as cold as his knife.

"Master Li, it's not that Fang Huai pestered him, but that Li Su grabbed me first. Now that he has severed my friendship with him, Fang Huai is considered a person who died once. Look away, and I don't want to be with you again. If it has something to do with it, I would like to give the celestial grass to Li Su in return..."

His face was pale, and he couldn't help trembling because of the pain in his heart. He seemed to have finally made a decision, and swallowed a mouthful of blood, "repaying his years of pity."

He was the one who opened the mouth first, and he was also the one who let go of the hand first. He has been distressed by him for almost ten years, but he was also the one who was hurt the most.

Fang Huai put the piece of rag embroidered with a narrow knife into his bosom, took out the fairy grass that Yuntun had put in his bosom, offered it with both hands, and bowed deeply respectfully towards Yuntun, "My lord, please You save him."

Looking at Fang Huai, Yun Tun always felt that his heart was too soft, but this matter had nothing to do with him. For the sake of the martial arts leader, Yun Tun took the celestial grass and promised to save people.

The little snail only cares about whether people die or not, but has no other ideas, while Cang Qi, who is standing by, has some bad feelings in his heart after watching this play.

Well, in the past ten years, he can be torn apart by a bad old man, and it is up to him to push others. Cang Qi feels that the road has been bumpy, not to mention that the little snail casually sued him for what he did. I am afraid that he will be fine for the rest of his life. Talking about being a bachelor, it is also possible to be tortured to death by the only snail in the world who has not met yet and has cultivated into a demon.

Thinking of the way Cang Qi looks at Fang Huai here, there is a sense of sympathy and misery.Yun Tun lowered his head and just felt Li Su's pulse, when he raised his eyes, he saw Di Jun looking at Fang Huai eagerly.

Yun Tun pouted, his brows furrowed deeply, looking at what he was looking at, he unhappily held the knife to replace Li Su's black blood, and slapped it angrily, forcing the man to groan in pain from his coma.

The snort brought Cang Qi back to his senses, and he took a step forward, "Tired? Can I help?"

Yun Tun flicked his head, "Stay~down~head~hair~, out~go~!" He flicked the tail of his hair, "Take~this~east~west~also~take~out~go~"

Annoying to see.

"Oh...", the Ganoderma lucidum caught fire, and Chisi was affected, and the silver thread turned into a ball of light, followed Cang Qi and rolled out the door.

The fairy grass is called Lin, and it is a life-blood grass. It is probably a kind of thing produced by applying snake venom in the soil. It is highly poisonous, and it is not inferior to dove poison.

But it just so happened that the raw blood grass has medicine to cure it, but the poison of the dove can't. Yuntun bleeds Li Su's whole body, and then uses the raw blood grass to replace him with clean blood.

There were only him and the person lying on the bed in the room, and the strong smell of blood blew out in all directions from the gaps in the doors and windows, making it difficult for people outside to breathe, let alone the ink-like blood in the pot in front of Yuntun.

He has never used the method of bloodletting and detoxification before. He learned it from books. Yuntun is different from others. I made a mistake, and Yun Tun probably had the character of his two fathers, the more he never did it, the more complicated the injury and serious illness, the more calm he was, the calmness did not match his age, holding the bone china The knife's hand is as steady as a mountain, which is quite a bit of Lu Ying's true biography.

The poisonous blood was drained away, just waiting for the lifeblood grass to take effect.Yun Tun held the black hair left by Cang Qi, and the thin hair was tangled between his fingers. He pinched the hair with one hand and held the knife in the other. He looked down at his stomach and was stunned. Only then did a trace of bewilderment gradually appear in his eyes.

The person on the bed snorted weakly, Yun Tun shook his head, shaking out the messy thoughts that flooded into his head in an instant, turned the strands of hair into hyphae, and pushed them into Li Su's mouth.

He rubbed his flat belly, everything was still undecided, he shouldn't be scaring himself with wild thinking, Yuntun took a deep breath, thought about it, put down the bloody porcelain knife, and pushed open the door.

The fresh air outside the door instantly filled the chest cavity, and the cold air of late autumn made Yuntun shiver. Before the shivering was over, a long robe that was still warm was put on his shoulders.

"Are you hungry?" Cang Qi asked.

Yun Tun shook his head, feeling uncomfortable being suffocated by the bloody smell, and had no appetite, he pulled the robe on his shoulders and saw Fang Huai standing in the courtyard.

"No~in~go~?"

Fang Huai bowed to him, knelt on the ground, the sadness in his brows had dissipated, and said hoarsely, "Thank you, Mr. Yun's great kindness, Fang Huai has a humble life, and is willing to be an ox or a horse to repay you. , there is absolutely no second word."

Yun Tun deserved to be worshiped by him, and stretched out his hand to touch the silver threads. The few silk threads were a bit angry, but when Yun Tun's exquisite eyebrows took a look, he immediately floated over joyfully and pulled Fang Huai up.

Cang Qi coughed dryly, he was not tempted by beauty just now, not at all, really.

Until the three left, Fang Huai didn't take another look at Li Su, but just hid the scattered rags in his bosom, and took Yuntun and Cangqi to Qianmu City.

I heard that the hero named Yan Zhi was in the city at this time.

Qianmu City is more lively and prosperous than the small towns near the sea. It is a large county in southern Hunan and Sichuan.

Han Shouqian not only knows how to keep money, but also has a very wide network of contacts. I heard that he has personal relationships with several sects in the Jianghu, so that people from the Jianghu are often seen in Qianmu City.

The big county is really unusual. The candied haws in the market are brighter in color. They are wrapped in thick syrup and covered with a layer of white sesame seeds. They taste delicious and crisp.

Cang Qi saw the big bright red sticks of candied haws in the crowd at a glance, and ate them all the way silently. Yuntun had no choice but to spend a lot of money to buy the whole straw sticks of candied haws from the hawker, and let him eat them all. enough.

Hearing that Yan Daxia was locking the account book of the Jincha House, Fang Huai led his people all the way to the tea house. Before he dismounted, he heard from the staff of the tea house that Yan Daxia had just left and went to inspect the farm outside the city. It was really a coincidence.

Fang Huai said, "Master, find an inn to rest, and I will go to the outskirts of the city myself."

Yun Tun saw that his face was pale, his body was erratic, and he had been traveling with him for so long before his injury healed, so he asked him to find someone to go to the farm and wait for Daxia Yan to help inform them.

Responding with gratitude, Fang Huai found the most expensive inn in Qianmu City for the two of them, asked for two upper rooms, and went out to find someone to send a message.

Yun Tun stretched his waist, turned into a small snail and took out a small cup from the shell. He was about to climb in when he glanced at the tentacles and saw the dignified and majestic Emperor Dijun holding a straw stick in one hand and eating candied haws in the other. very comfortable.

"You ~ still ~ don't ~ go ~ go ~?" Yun Tun bent one of his tentacles and scratched his back, "Emperor ~ Jun ~ please ~ go back ~ room ~ room ~"

Cang Qi said, "This emperor is Ganoderma lucidum, and the ceramic jar can be used as a shelter, no room is needed."

Isn't that who said it?

Wonton, "..."

The little snail raised its tentacles and stared at him, bleating, "I want to take a bath~"

"The emperor will not disturb you."

Then you can't go out.

Cang Qi looked upright, holding the stick of candied haws and straw in the posture of an emperor, he was really an upright gentleman.

Yun Tun put his tentacles on his cheeks and thought for a while, it's okay, just add some hot water for him.

Cang Qi didn't expect the little snail to be so talkative about bathing, so he waited for Yuntun to change clothes and take a bath with great interest.

I saw the little thing the size of a copper coin fiddled in its shell, sprinkled a bunch of powdered leaves into the small cup, poured hot water, turned it into a cup of medicine with a bitter smell, slowly climbed to the mouth of the cup, bared Sliding into the cup filled with white mist, the volute turned backwards, two tentacles resting on the rim of the cup, the small black eyes narrowed into thin lines, and the soft mouth opened, it was comfortable~~~sigh tone.

Cang Qi, "..."

This is the bath? !

Dijun and his old man gnawed on the candied haws very resentfully.

Wonton soaked in the bath for a long time. I felt that the snail meat was soaked soft. It was already dark when I climbed out. I heard Fang Huai say that Yan Daxia came back from the farm, but because he had to talk to the owner of the winery about the next flower show in the evening Regarding the use of wine, I went directly to the restaurant.

This martial arts leader seems to be too keen on doing business.

Yun Tun told Fang Huai his thoughts, and the other party smiled awkwardly, "I heard that the leader's family was poor when he was young, so..."

poor?Thinking of the greasy hands and the fat and oily chicken legs, Yuntun felt that this scene had nothing to do with poverty.

I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for the leader of the martial arts tonight, Cang Qi sees Yuntun lazily and drowsy after taking a bath, so he asks Fang Huai to put aside the meeting with the leader until he wakes up tomorrow.

Never see the best.

Yun Tun opened his small mouth and yawned. He was too sleepy, so he had no choice but to agree with Cang Qi. Before he could fully retract his tentacles, he fell asleep lying on the table.

Cang Qi blocked Fang Huai's curious gaze, cast a silence spell on Yuntun, stroked the small shell of Yuntun with his slender fingers, and asked hesitantly, "President Yan...is his waist thick?"

Look very serious.

Fang Huai, "..."

Fang Huai found it difficult to accept this question for a while. In his heart, he worshiped Yuntun and Cangqi as bodhisattvas. Immortals should not be immortal, with no desires and no desires, like a sea of ​​clouds when the wind blows How can you ask such a question.

He didn't know that the emperor, who had been shattered into dregs in the hearts of ordinary people, looked at him expectantly, hoping to hear the answer he wanted.

Fang Huai swallowed his saliva as he looked at this extremely handsome Shangxian, feeling that he was carrying a heavy burden, and he had to say something to make him happy.

With his hand, he drew a width that could almost be called "slender", and said sincerely, "It should be considered... thick."

"..."

If this is rough, how will the old sow deal with herself.

Fang Huai walked out of the inn in a trance, until a gust of night wind made him tremble, and then he recovered from the question of the old sow's roughness and the leader's roughness, full of entanglements, the old sow and the leader What does the ally have to do with it?

Cang Qi turned the little snail stuck on the table into a human shape, picked it up and put it on the bed, took off his coat for Yun Tun, covered him with the quilt, looked at his peaceful sleeping face, a layer of spring water surged in Cang Qi's heart, bowed his head and The kiss fell lightly on his forehead.

Yun Tun muttered and buried his face in the quilt, and fell asleep with his kiss.

In the morning of the second day, just as Yuntun and Cangqi had packed up, Fang Huai came in apologetically, coughing twice, and said, "The lord was drunk last night. I will tell him when he wakes up, but I never thought that the lord of the alliance went to the building to check the accounts before dawn, and I am afraid that the two of you will have to wait for a while."

How passionate is Yan Mengzhu about business? Yun Tun had no choice but to sit down, took out a pill from his arms and handed it to Fang Huai, "Eat~, your~injury~has not~healed~healed~"

He ran around for many days, and the place that should have been healed was still in severe pain like tearing. Fang Huai knew that forcing himself would only make him unable to last long, so he stopped pushing, thanked him neatly, and took the medicine of Yuntun.

"Where are you going to check the account? I'm going to go and find him~" Yun Tun straightened his hair and put a Liuyun pendant on his forehead. The jade pendant warmly reflected him Minghao's eyes are so clean and delicate that people can't take their eyes off them.

It also made Ganoderma lucidum unable to move his eyes away.

Fang Huai put his hand to his lips and coughed, looking a little embarrassed.

"No~ let's say~?"

Fang Huai's eyes turned around Cang Qi and Yun Tun, after a few thoughts, he said awkwardly, "Sheng Ping Lou."

Wonton, "Sing~dance~sheng~ping~'s~sheng~ping~?"

Fang Huai felt that saying such words to such a clear person seemed to be a kind of insult to him, so he unconsciously cast his eyes on Cang Qi, wanting him to persuade Mr. Yun.

Although it was opened by the leader of the martial arts alliance, the place that is not on the way is still not on the way. It is not someone, let alone a god.

Cang Qi asked, "What happened to that place?"

Ganoderma lucidum, which has never been out of the island, has a purity that has never been seen in the world.

Wonton, "very~good~play~, let's go~"

Cang Qi held the last candied haws and stood firmly beside Yuntun, "Okay."

Fang Huai, "..."

The Shengping building is naturally full of singing and dancing, the building is full of fragrance and mist, the rhythm of silk and bamboo is endless, and the light gauze dancing is intoxicating.

During the daytime, there are no guests in the building, only a row of beauties with light gauze and fragrant body are being inspected by the owner of the building.

Fang Huai strode up and said a few words to the tall and thin owner with his back to Yuntun.

The man turned around in surprise, revealing a handsome middle-aged man's face.