[Comprehensive] Travel to the world of martial arts and raise a boss

The weather in early summer changes as soon as it is said. The sky that was still clear just now turned overcast in an instant, with strong winds blowing and dust flying.

This inn on the border of the desert is very simple, but its business is good. Whether it is entering the desert or just coming out, they will choose to replenish food and water bags here and stay for one night.

And a few days ago, this inn, which had nothing to do with luxury, was booked down generously, and now it is the third day.

In the yard behind the inn, Yuan Suiyun stood quietly under the tree, his eyes clearly had no focus, but he stared at the closed door, as if he could see through the thin door and window. to the deepest part of the house.

"Very worried?" A hoarse female voice sounded behind him, and Qin Wuyan appeared without a sound.

Yuan Suiyun's eyes were dull, and his immature voice already possessed the stability of an adult. He didn't answer whether he was worried, but asked an irrelevant question, "What is poppy?"

Qin Wuyan's pupils constricted, and the simple two words made this cold-faced and determined woman break out in a cold sweat.

"It's a kind of medicine." Qin Wuyan's voice was a little dry, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, "It can be used appropriately when people are injured, and it can relieve their pain, but it can't be overdose. People are addicted, and after a long time, they can't live without it."

"After being addicted to opium poppy, the attack is very painful. The limbs and back pain are abnormal. The bones and muscles of the whole body are like being eaten by thousands of ants. Vomiting, diarrhea, difficulty breathing, continuous twitching of hands and feet, and even trance in severe cases. Thoughts of self-harm."

The hands in his sleeves trembled slightly, Yuan Suiyun exhausted all his self-control so he didn't rush into the room regardless, he asked tremblingly, "No antidote?"

"The only way to alleviate his pain is to keep giving him poppies, but that will make his drug addiction deeper and deeper, and eventually he can't extricate himself."

"What's the result?" Yuan Suiyun exhaled softly and said, "What will the result be? Will he die?"

"I don't know." Qin Wuyan looked at the closed door together with him, his eyes a little dazed, "Those people controlled by Shi Guanyin with poppies either committed suicide because they couldn't bear the pain of drug addiction, or Living with those poppies lingering, but the body is getting weaker and weaker..."

Bang Dang—a violent impact came from the room, interrupting the conversation between the two of them. Yuan Suiyun was startled, and almost subconsciously wanted to run towards the door.

Qin Wuyan pulled his sleeve tightly, and under his angry eyes, she said in a hoarse voice: "Have you forgotten what that person said? No matter what happens inside, we are not allowed to go in."

Yuan Suiyun clenched his fists, thinking of the man who appeared out of nowhere and claimed to be his father's friend, his mood became even worse.

That person actually kicked him out and didn't let him see his father. Just because of this, he didn't like him, but his father agreed with him. Yuan Suiyun didn't have to listen to anyone, but what Yuan Dongyuan meant, He will not disobey.

There were constant rumbling sounds in the room, but Yuan Suiyun didn't take a step forward until the room became silent again, and the sound of tinkling rain was accompanied by thunder, falling down.

The doors and windows were closed tightly, and the windows were tightly covered with thick cotton cloth, blocking all light.

The oil lamp that was originally burning had already been extinguished, and it was thrown into an unknown corner. The tables, chairs, and benches were tilted here and there, and quilts and clothes were thrown all over the floor. The room was in a mess. The robber is gone.

In the corner, near the wooden bed, Xuanqing tightly hugged the exhausted man sitting on the ground without any image, his snow-white clothes were wrinkled and torn in some places, and the jade crown with his hair tied I don't know where it fell, and a head of smooth and soft long hair was scattered behind the back, like a piece of fine brocade.

At this moment, the face that rarely showed any expression throughout the year finally changed. In the cold eyes, guilt and pity gradually emerged from the deepest corner, faint but unforgettable.

The body in his arms was still twitching, and the whole person was curled up into a ball. He had never seen this person so weak and powerless. In his memory, he had always been strong and omnipotent. , as firm and cold as a rock, at this moment, how could a person as fragile as a child be Lu Chongming? !

He slowly leaned down, staring at him unblinkingly with pale eyes, his slender white fingers brushing away his wet hair bit by bit, revealing that even after looking at it for a few days, he still felt that Some strange faces.

Although the face was not familiar to him, he could recognize the soul inside at a glance. No matter how many times he changed the skin, he would never admit it wrong.

"Cough, cough..." A low cough sounded, and as soon as Lu Chongming opened his eyes, he met those light-colored eyes, which were always indifferent. At this moment, the sadness flowing inside is so profound .

Maybe it was because his mind was still a little unclear after the onset of drug addiction, or maybe he was touched by such sadness, Lu Chongming couldn't help reaching out his hand, and touched the delicate eyebrows and eyes of the man bit by bit...

Xuan Qing didn't stop him from this untimely movement, and even lowered his head in cooperation, rubbing his cheek against his palm affectionately, his long black hair fell down with his movements, like a fine and dense curtain, Covering the faces of the two of them.

"I'm fine..." Lu Chongming's voice was a little hoarse and weak, and it was no longer full of energy as usual.

Xuan Qing didn't speak, he naturally didn't believe such an obvious lie, even the other person's body was still trembling slightly in his arms, how could he believe his "it's okay"? !

Lu Chongming saw what was going on in his heart, so he could only sigh silently.

He is not a person who likes to sigh, but looking at the expression on the other side at this moment, he feels a little bit, this person is really worried about him.

Xuan Qing held his hand tightly, blaming himself in his heart, if he could arrive a few days earlier, wouldn't this person not have to suffer such a crime?

Stone Guanyin!Thinking of the dead woman, he couldn't restrain his killing intent. People who practice Taoism pay attention to calmness, but decades of self-cultivation still haven't been able to suppress the churning killing intent.

He has never had such a strong intention to kill a person, even if that person is already dead!

Lu Chongming is very sensitive. Even at the moment when he is addicted to drugs and his mind is dizzy, he can feel the faint murderous aura emanating from the other party almost instantly, and holding his wrist with his backhand, he said in a deep voice, "What are you doing?" ?”

Xuan Qing pursed his lips and murmured, "Sorry."

Lu Chongming was surprised, even though he was in pain, he still hooked his lips and said, "What do you have to apologize for? Xuanqing is my lifesaver."

There was a faint disgust in the light-colored eyes, which was directed at me, "As an alchemist, I can't even refine the antidote for you..."

"How can I blame you." Lu Chongming said in a deep voice, "It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice. No matter how good an alchemist is without medicinal materials, he can't make good medicine for no reason."

This world and Xuanqing's world are two different systems, and resources are quite scarce, not to mention those natural and earthly treasures, but some ordinary alchemy medicinal materials, which cannot be found here, so, facing Lu Chongming's For drug addiction, although Xuanqing is the best alchemist, he can't take a pill to cure his disease, but can only try to relieve him of the pain when drug addiction occurs.

There is nothing in this world that is more painful than the person you care about the most suffers in front of you, but you are helpless. Xuanqing is calm and restrained, but when the person who suffers is Lu Chongming, he cannot escape.

"cough--"

Lu Chongming's limbs twitched again, and numbness and itchiness rushed up from his hands and feet to his back little by little. He knew that the kind of pain that could make people crazy was coming again.

The breath gradually got heavier, Lu Chongming touched the scratches on the opponent's wrist, and then looked up at the mess on his body, after a while, he said in a hoarse voice: "Tie me up."

Although his internal energy was sealed by Xuanqing with medicine, he still made a mess in the room with only brute force, and the other party obviously cared about himself and didn't use his true energy, so he was hurt by himself. I don't know if I will go crazy and lose my mind again when I have an attack later, so tying it up with a rope is the best way.

It's a pity that Xuanqing will never agree. Watching him suffer in front of him is already the limit he can bear. If he is tied up like a crazy beast again, he doesn't know what he will do Come.

Perhaps, in order not to see him in such pain, he would directly put the poppy flower powder in front of him!

This is not impossible, Xuanqing knew that as long as Lu Chongming begged him to give him poppy, he would definitely do as he said, and he was more reluctant to see him in pain than Lu Chongming himself.

Xuan Qing hugged him tightly, even though his wrist was bitten tightly, and the blood stained his white clothes, he didn't make a sound, the pain made him feel better.

The right hand was still held by the other party, with such great force that the Buddhist beads on the wrist made a rattling sound, and then the slender red thread couldn't bear it anymore, and broke with a snap.

The Buddhist beads fell to the ground with a clatter, and scattered in all directions, leaving only a broken red thread on the wrist...

Lu Chongming stayed in this simple inn for half a month. During this period, except for Xuan Qing, no one else saw him, not even Yuan Suiyun.

Every time he stood in front of the door, he would be blocked back by Xuanqing's cold words. Yuan Suiyun acted coquettishly and threatened to play helpless. He tried various methods, but what he was facing was a thousand-year-old ice, destined to be nothing. Useless.

It's not that they don't want to be tough, but the opponent's strength is too strong, even if they add Qin Wuyan, they won't get any advantage.

Yuan Suiyun is a smart person, he will not do useless work, and he will provoke a powerful enemy for no reason, so he can only endure.

Fortunately, Lu Chongming finally came out when his patience reached the limit. The man standing in the sun was pale, his chin was sharp, and he was extremely thin.

Yuan Suiyun flung himself into his arms, and could clearly feel the protruding ribs on his body through the clothes.

His nose was sore, his eyes were red, and he was so sad that he didn't know what to do.