God is not tempted [Quick Transmigration]

The meaning of Qingcan's words is obvious. Since this person has already taken the medicine, he will not use it, no matter whether it is directly taking human blood or extracting the undigested medicine in the blood.

After taking the medicine, Qingcan will never take it again.

Ah Fei's face was going pale with anger, but this anger was not directed at the young master, but at the man who took the medicine as soon as he got it.

How noble the young master is, she had thought of the current situation early on, bringing this guy here is only a glimmer of hope, and now with the young master's temperament, she will never take this medicine again.

In this case, Ah Fei turned her head to look at the man and smiled dangerously: "Go to hell."

As soon as the voice fell, the silver needle flew out from somewhere in her body and went straight to the man's temple.

Ah Fei's silver needle can instantly kill a person as long as it scratches a layer of skin, and the toxicity has no cure unless the young master takes action.

Before the slightly vicious smile could be raised, it collided with a teacup lid that was thrown quickly, and was knocked off the original track, rubbing the side of the man's ear and piercing through the behind wooden post.

It can be seen that the force is great.

The man's heart was slightly cold, and the staggered silver needles rubbing past his ear made the piercing sound penetrate into the ear canal, and before he was startled by Ah Fei's martial arts, he panickedly looked at Qingcan.

Qingcan, who once again used her internal strength, pressed her hands into fists against her lips as if trying to suppress the body's instinctive reaction, but it was to no avail.

The frail and daring man made of frost and snow seemed to have suffered a huge injury, coughing lightly uncontrollably, and the emptiness and indifference in the eyes was also filled with a light layer of water because of the tearing feeling caused by the body's veins, These are enough for those who put Qing Can on the tip of their hearts and want to empathize with them.

However, it wasn't until the unobstructable blood on the Qingcan fist stung their eyes severely that they realized that the severe pain caused by the human heart can be superimposed without a limit, and when superimposed on their teeth, there is a fishy smell. open.

A Fei's hands trembled a little, and she knelt beside Qing Can, wanting to feel his pulse, but her voice continued intermittently: "My lord, let me see... your... body."

You can't easily use your internal force. Every time you say this, it's not to remind you, but to remind them all the time, to take good care of you and not let him use force.

The only person in the world who doesn't care about the young master's health is probably Qingcan herself.

Although I don't know why the young master stopped her from killing the man, but it was because she did it without her own will that forced the young master to do it. The guilty A Fei took all the responsibility on herself.

Qingcan put down her hand and raised her other hand just to avoid Ah Fei's movement of wanting to feel her pulse.

Picking up the remaining half of the teapot, he washed away the blood on his hands. The clear green tea water was mixed with traces of red, which made people's eyes hurt.

Qing Can said disapprovingly, "My body is fine."

Although he coughed and vomited blood from time to time, as long as the remaining bit of divine power was nourished, he would never die.

No one can let him die.

It's a pity that no one believes this sentence.

Liang Honghao's face was dark, but he couldn't do anything about Shang Qingcan.

Liang Pingyin was almost tormented by the invisible guilt and couldn't stand up.

Qingcan got up, her complexion was light, even if she didn't look at the smear of blood on his lips, it seemed that there was no change.But the color that made their hearts ache, and their eyes couldn't help but fixate on it, brought this person a rare freshness and bewitching beauty.

"Forget about it, let's all go back."

Liang Pingyin's fate in this life will never be the same because of his arrival. Without a series of hardships, he would not be able to achieve that glory, but his life cannot be lost.

He brought the two of them here this time, one is to see Liang Pingyin's fate up close, and the other is to find someone to preside over major events for Liangcheng's future.

Although he bears the title of Young Master of Liangcheng, he doesn't really do everything himself.

Liang Zhibai is a very good candidate, he is about to become an adult, and he has a deep understanding of Liangcheng in these years, so it would be good if he is in charge of Liangcheng's trivial matters in the future.

And the second young master of Liangcheng didn't know that his future days had been calmly booked by someone.

The man wanted to go forward, but Liang Honghao imperceptibly blocked his way.

He could only look away from his figure and watched Qing Can enter the back room with a pale complexion, feeling a little astringent in his heart, wanting to say something but remained silent.As the culprit, if he speaks at this time, he probably won't get the slightest attention from that person.

The eyes of the man with drooping eyes and dark complexion turned darkly. The biggest mistake in this plan was that he didn't know that Mr. Liangcheng actually existed like this, and his every move was full of elegance and coldness that could not be concealed.

Even a cold-hearted guy like him split his heart in two, both remorse and hatred.

Except for the two young masters who met the extremely mysterious young master of Liangcheng that day, no one could break through the many obstacles to see the young master of Liangcheng who lived in the depths of the harem.

After the two young masters came out, they kept silent about Mr. Liangcheng, but if someone dared to say something bad about him, they would be furious.

Liang Pingyin, the fourth young master of Liangcheng, often went out, looking for something, his face was gloomy and he rarely showed his face, and he would be dazed for a moment when he heard others talk about Mr. Qingcan.

However, Le Yinxiu, son of Lecheng, sent a box of things for no reason. After seeing it, the city master of Liangcheng was silent for a long time and sent it to the Houfu.

The thing was intercepted by Qing Can, and she threw it into the pool behind the bamboo house without changing her expression, blushing patches.

It was the man who took the medicine, Le Yinxiu, son of Lecheng, who put a lot of blood condensed into the medicine, but it was a pity that he was remorseful and didn't feel sorry for the blood that was released, so Qingcan threw it away.

Ah Fei, who came in a hurry, was still a step late, looking at the red water surging up in the pool, feeling helpless and distressed.

Throwing it away this time, I am afraid that it will be difficult to find this medicine again in the world.

In Le City, Le Yinxiu, the son of Le City, has been absent-minded all day since he came back from going out.

Without Yi Rong's mask, his handsome and gentle appearance is like a polished jade, which is a treasure in the outside world, but it will not be missed by people if it is not too dazzling.

The sound of playing the piano is also chaotic, and bystanders can tell that the player's mind is not here. The beautiful and moving sound of the piano in the past is not as good as that of a beginner.

When Le Yinxiu drained half of his body's blood, and it was almost life-threatening, the Lord of Le City finally frowned and looked for him.

No one knows what the two talked about behind closed doors, but Mr. Lecheng no longer smiled.

At night, in Liangcheng Houfu, there are people jumping through the mazes layer upon layer.

Looking at his rather light figure, it seems that these mazes are not a big hindrance to him.

Wu Yizhuo passed through the last trap by accumulating strength on his legs, and looked behind him, his face was slightly murderous, even if he tried his best to restrain himself, it was still entwined between his brows.

"Good skill."

Suddenly, in the silent jungle, a voice without any emotion came out.

Frost and snow are mixed, and the stream flows over stones.

The coldness and delicacy that cannot be ignored hit people's hearts lightly and hard.

Wu Yizhuo narrowed his eyes, and turned his sharp eyes to the place where the voice came from, only to see an invisible figure faintly exposed in the overlapping shadows of the jungle.

He passed through those obstacles in a few steps, and saw the specific appearance of this shadow clearly. His footsteps paused slightly, and his steady rhythm lost his rhythm for a while, and he stepped on the ground in a mess.

Qing Can is withdrawing her hand to shut down the traps hidden there, which is why Wu Yizhuo can break through these traps so easily.

After all, it took such a lot of effort to forge the protection, no matter how high the martial arts is, it is impossible to break through these mazes alone.

Wu Yizhuo's eyes clearly reflected the appearance of this person.

The appearance is extremely outstanding, the beauty that shocks people's hearts, perhaps because the moonlight is so beautiful tonight, the moonlight unintentionally sprinkled around this person has a halo that is not like the world, and it also makes people in the middle of the halo More and more dusty.

Reflected in the eyes, it feels like a phantom to the touch, which makes Wu Yizhuo, who has been fearless since childhood, hold his hands slightly, and dare not make a move to try.

Qingcan looked up at him: "You are so brave, do you know where this is?"

The name of the Forbidden Land in the Houfu of Liang Mansion is known to everyone, so this person must know it.

However, Qingcan stayed here this time because in the original world line, Mr. Wucheng planted a dark game in the rear mansion of Liangcheng, which was not so terrifying, which caused Liangcheng to collapse and be unable to organize when the war started.

Qingcan actually saved the life of the Wucheng son in front of him this time, lest his generation of war gods die silently in this unknown forbidden area of ​​the Houfu.

Wu Yizhuo's lips were slightly pursed, and his handsome appearance and the killing atmosphere of years of fighting added a little bit of evil spirit to him. From a distance, ordinary people would not consciously step back three feet.

He looked at the person in front of him who looked like a fairy under the moon, but couldn't hide his weak and sickness, and he was a little at a loss, and asked a little bluntly: "Are you Liangcheng son?"

Qingcan was slightly surprised, eyebrows were drawn and lips were bent, the gentle and cold moonlight seemed to be dancing on the corners of his lips.

He shook his head and said with a smile, "I'm not."

The light laughter that came out scratched Wu Yizhuo's heart in a gentle manner, his eyes followed the moonlight dancing on Qingcan's lips, his mouth was slightly dry, and he felt a little jealous for the unscrupulous moonlight.

He settled down, and his eyes drifted: "Then you should be the one who serves Young Master Liangcheng, how about this, you come with me, and I will give you double what Young Cheng gave you."

After Wu Yizhuo finished speaking, he bit his tongue, suddenly he couldn't think of what to say, this time he had something important to do, and he didn't know if he would be able to escape unscathed if there was one more person.

But he couldn't help but look forward to the other party's answer.

If... if he agrees...

He thought of a way to take him out of Liangcheng.

The smile on the corners of Qingcan's lips remained unchanged, looking at people who dared not look at him, her eyes were slightly cold.

"I won't go, I advise you to leave quickly."

After Wu Yizhuo got the reply, his heart was empty, full of indescribable loss.

After a while, he cheered up and refused, "Just pretend you didn't see me today, or you will surely die."

When the word "death" was mentioned, Wu Yizhuo's heart skipped a beat, and when he connected this word to the person in front of him, it made people breathless.

Qingcan tilted her head slightly, and said with a smile: "If you don't leave, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave."

After finishing speaking, a large number of guards holding torches surrounded him from all directions. He turned off the mechanism from the inside, and Liang Honghao would soon be able to detect it from the outside.

Due to the emphasis on Qingcan's safety, this number and speed are not exaggerated.

Wu Yizhuo turned his head and glanced at Qing Can, who was smiling lightly at him, and his complicated movements swept over him, leaving those who were chasing him far behind with his extremely fast lightness.

Qingcan looked at the black shadow that was getting smaller and smaller, the smile on her face gradually faded, without any change in expression.

Turning around indifferently, he returned to the main house.

After Wu Yizhuo escaped from Liangfu, he went into an inn with a restless mind, and there were three other sons of Liangcheng sitting in it.

Chuan Xianghong is full of book fragrance, his appearance is handsome and not dull, but adds a different charm. The more you look at the handsome, the more you can't take your eyes off him. If you don't look at the calluses on his hands, you will never think that this person also possesses good martial arts .

When he heard the sound, he moved his eyes and saw that Wu Yizhuo's state was not right at a glance, and asked suspiciously: "What's wrong with you? Did you succeed?"

Le Yinxiu stopped his hand wiping the piano and looked at him, his eyes were slightly cold, not knowing what answer he wanted to get.

Jin Bo raised his eyebrows. Ever since the elders reached a conspiracy and their sons from the four cities came to Liangcheng secretly, Le Yinxiu had always had an attitude that had nothing to do with him. This was the first time he cared so much about the mission.

Wu Yizhuo shook his head, and said: "The guards are too strict, it is impossible to enter the Houfu."

The fact is not like this, he not only went in, but also met a peerless person whose identity he didn't know.

After pondering for a while, Le Yinxiu looked at Wu Yizhuo's strange appearance and asked, "Have you seen Mr. Liangcheng?"

Wu Yizhuo was startled slightly, and shook his head again.

Le Yinxiu lowered his eyes and stopped talking.

Chuan Xianghong pondered for a while, and said: "It seems that this rear mansion cannot be entered. In my opinion, it is enough to plant a few nails in the front mansion. Liangcheng's current background is insufficient and the four cities will not have a way to survive."

Le Yinxiu stood up expressionlessly holding the piano, and said without further explanation: "I'm a little tired, I'm going to rest first."

Chuan Xianghong finally wrinkled a deep crease on his brows this time. This attitude could not be more obvious. He obviously didn't want to get involved in this topic.

But soon Chuan Xianghong's expression returned to his calm and breezy expression, and he didn't say anything to stop him, allowing him to go out.

On the other hand, Jin Boang smiled inexplicably, and then looked at Wu Yizhuo who hadn't recovered, with a playful look on his face.

"Lecheng..."

Chuan Xianghong murmured softly, a little confused.

Jin Boang said casually: "It has nothing to do with Lecheng, this guy's attitude is entirely his own problem. I heard that he came to Liangcheng a few months ago, and after returning, he took blood from his lower body."

As he spoke, he went to Chuan Xianghong in a gossiping way, and said, "What do you mean, does it have anything to do with that Mr. Liangcheng who never shows up?"

Seeing that Chuan Xianghong was lost in his own thoughts, Jin Boang turned his head and asked Wu Yizhuo again: "Did you really not see that Young Master Liangcheng?"

Wu Yizhuo quickly erased the figure of the man under the moon from his mind, and replied in a little panic: "No."

Suspicious, too suspicious.

Jin Boyang didn't ask any more about what this young master of Liangcheng looked like, and he would meet him on the day of the siege.

In the middle of the night, several people could not sleep at night.

Qing Can was sitting in front of the table, the candle flame swaying in the breeze, if the wind was any stronger, the weak candle flame would be completely extinguished.

Qingcan spread out a piece of clean and white rice paper, and in this quiet night, in this cool wind, slowly wrote down a word.

"defeat."

Three years later, people will not be able to forget the scene three years ago. The people here not only refer to these people in Liangcheng, but also people from the other four cities who besieged Liangcheng that day. people.

In the army that the four cities joined hands to push towards Liangcheng, the dust raised by the army along the way spread all over the sky, and the flying dust lingered for hundreds of miles. The sons of the four cities led the troops to fight in front of the army.

The sons of the four cities are all handsome and outstanding, and the thousands of troops behind them can't bury their sense of existence, and many people secretly sigh.

In such a comparison, the young master Liangcheng who is about to cease to exist is really incomparable.

The army has approached the outer city of Liangcheng, and there are troops holding guns on the outer city wall, ready to wait, but if they dare to take a step forward, thousands of arrows will pierce their hearts.

But what the four cities lack most is people.

Before stepping into Liangcheng's attack range, Le Yinxiu waved his hand and reined in his horse to stop.

With him as the leader, the other people who stood side by side also reined in their horses, looking at him with doubts in their eyes.

Le Yinxiu remained silent, but squinted at the city wall of Liangcheng's outer city.

He didn't believe it. At this critical moment of Liangcheng's life and death, Qingcan still hadn't appeared. After all, that person was still Liangcheng's son, and with his strength, he could save the entire Liangcheng.

Since he has assumed the name of Young Master, he will not treat it as a trifling matter.

Just when the scene was at a stalemate and everything was inexplicable inside and out, they finally saw the person who was enough to amaze the world.

After a long time, they were able to show off to others happily, and the listeners were all envious.

On that day, Young Master Liangcheng climbed onto the outer city wall, with peerless appearance, peerless demeanor, talent and wisdom, and martial arts that are unrivaled in the world.

In a few words, the foundation of cooperation between the four cities was demolished, and the new weapon of Liangcheng was introduced in a light tone, and every move was as clear as the dust of a nine-day fairy.

The formation of tens of thousands of people in the outer city, the eight-way strategy that has been laid out in the four cities, as long as they dare to take a step forward, it will be the end of two ruins.

Only this one person, with his weak body and weak hands, stirred up the situation in the world. This person is truly unparalleled in the world no matter in terms of intelligence, martial arts or brain.

Subduing the enemy without fighting, no one in the past and present can do this, and no one can do it better than him.

Young Master Liangcheng, Young Master Qing Can.

It was Liangcheng who had been seriously injured in his foundation and won decades of recuperation time. Even if the schemes and arrangements were exposed, it would take at least decades for the four cities to clean up without any scruples.

It's a pity that Mr. Qingcan, who used force to shock the world that day, obviously injured his bones, and even vomited blood in public and fell into a coma.

Someone said that Mr. Wucheng's face was a little lost that day, and he kept staring at Mr. Qingcan...

Some people say that after Master Lecheng saw Master Qingcan passed out, his hand holding the whip was clenched until he was about to bleed...

Some people also said that no one was willing to look away from Young Master Qingcan that day, for fear that in the blink of an eye, this person would fly back to the fairy palace and disappear...

Mr. Qingcan still lives reclusively all these years, and rarely shows himself in front of outsiders. It is almost as difficult as going to heaven to meet him.

This day's succession ceremony is a rare tradition of parading the streets, so that Liangcheng is crowded with people inside and outside, and the people in the city are decorated with lights and festoons everywhere, and they are more publicized and happy than their own weddings.

The young master of Sicheng was naturally different from others, he was welcomed into the mansion, and the few of them confronted each other in secret with half-smiles.

Seeing someone coming in, they suppressed their hostility again, smiled gently at Liang Miaoya, and asked what's the matter.

Liang Miaoya looked at these men whom she had been longing for before, and suddenly felt disgusted.

Every day or two, they ran to Liangfu at every turn. Those who didn't know it thought they were from Liangfu, but these people were actually the guys who besieged Liangcheng back then!

"Brother will be here soon."

Liang Miaoya rolled her eyes at them, turned around and left.

None of these guys are worthy of Brother Qingcan!

Don't think that sending so many treasures to Liangcheng over the years will make them forget what happened back then.

Think beautiful!

After Qingcan entered the room, everyone looked at him instantly, without exception, they were scorching hot.

Le Yinxiu stepped forward and handed over a wooden box.

Qingcan frowned slightly, this guy didn't know how to preserve the medicinal effect of the accompanying branch in his body, and let the medicine survive, every time we met, it was a box of condensed blood medicine.

Le Yinxiu looked at Qingcan intently. Over the years, every time he wondered if Qingcan had already taken the medicine if it was later that day.

Wouldn't the body be so weak...

Every time he thinks this way, he can't sleep all night, tossing and turning is extremely difficult.

One mistake back then will be hard to explain for the rest of my life.

Qingcan pushed away the wooden box that was handed to him, and didn't bother to take another look, but just as he took a step, he saw Wu Yizhuo blocking his way.

Some jerky took out something from his bosom and handed it over, no need to look, it was medicinal material again.

After Qingcan was surrounded again, she finally felt a bit of a headache.

He really doesn't need to take medicine, and stop pestering him every day. As a son, don't you have nothing to worry about?

Presumably, nothing can compare to beauty.