Zhu He

Hua Fu fell asleep again after saying this sentence, Dong Qinghe sat there for a long time but couldn't figure out what he meant.

Did he mean that he knew he was in danger tonight but didn't rush there?Or is he blaming Dong Qinghe for abandoning Huafu alone in the underworld for so many years that he has suffered so much?Or is it just a piece of nonsense that spends too much time thinking?

Dong Qinghe couldn't understand it, but he couldn't allow him to think too much. Huafu's dantian was empty, and he was seriously injured. Not long after he fell asleep, he developed a fever like a mortal. He had a high fever, but he was still cold. Shaking uncontrollably, taking a lot of life-saving pills still had no effect.

Dong Qinghe had no choice but to let Huafu lay on his chest like last time, covered him with the quilt, hugged him firmly in his arms, poured the mellow inner breath into his body, and patted him lightly. The injured back comforts the opponent's endless nightmare.

Huafu's breath was weak, and the head resting on Dong Qinghe's chest swayed slightly from time to time, making a small moaning sound, like a tyrannical leopard whose sharp claws have been pulled out and turned into a helpless kitten Like a cub, Dong Qinghe suddenly felt disappointed and distressed, and the chest and abdomen that depended on each other were sour and hot, which immediately diluted the slight anger that had surged after the two ghost messengers confirmed the truth.

I really don't know what to do with this guy.

Dong Qinghe hugged Huafu for a full night, until the moon set and the crows of the dawn dawned, Huafu's trembling body finally warmed up, Dong Qinghe carefully let him lie back, and got out of bed to call him Green Lang.

The servants from Yuebu were serving before, Dong Qinghe didn't let them in, and Qinglang Qingyi came all the way last night when she realized that the owner of the door hadn't returned, but looking at the dimly lit lights in the courtyard, she was silent , the two of them didn't dare to disturb them, so they just waited outside all night.

So as soon as he heard Dong Qinghe's low call, Qing Lang stepped forward immediately, and saw that the plain white brocade robe of the master of the East Gate standing by the door was stained with blood, Qing Lang couldn't help being startled.

But Qinglang didn't talk too much, he just listened to the order to bring two pieces of clothes for Dong Qinghe to exchange. Gui... I don’t know if he is taking care of Yu Miao in Chenbu? Should Qingyue go look for it?” Recently Chang Jiaci often ran around, although the sect master didn’t take much care, but before that he didn’t stay overnight. Only then did Qing Lang say something extra.

Dong Qinghe was startled, then shook his head: "I know where he is, you go."

"Yes."

Putting on the clothes Qing Lang brought, Dong Qinghe should go to Chenbu to have a look again, but at the moment he is full of thoughts about the injured person in front of him, and puts everything else aside for the time being.

Lifting the corner of his robe, Dong Qinghe sat down in front of the bed, silently waiting for the other party to wake up.

Hua Fu only felt that he had been sinking and floating in the cold water in the first half of the night, his eyes were blind, he was about to drown by himself, but soon a pair of powerful hands dragged him out of the bottomless abyss, and pulled him into a In the warm and generous embrace, the breath was so familiar and nostalgic, but it also made him feel sour and disgusted.

In a daze, his eyelashes fluttered and he slowly raised his eyes.The misty eyes immediately met a pair of worried eyes, which were obviously warm and soft, but inexplicably pierced Hua Fu's heart with a dull pain.

The two looked at each other for a while, Dong Qinghe stretched out his hand towards him, and caught Huafu's wrist which was hanging down on the edge of the bed.

The pulse is still weak and soft, but the dantian has some faint cultivation bases circulating, and these are all the mana that Dong Qinghe has infused into the opponent's body these days without sleep.But the strange thing is that these mana with mellow spirituality have become sluggish and sluggish at this moment. If it is contaminated with the evil spirit of Huafu's body, it's nothing more than that, but Dong Qinghe also detected it. There is a turbulent cold aura hidden inside, more like... a devilish aura? !

Sensing Dong Qinghe's thoughtful expression, Hua Fu withdrew his hand and gave him a weak stare.

Dong Qinghe asked: "Who were you injured last night?"

Huafu pursed her mouth tightly.

"But the magician?"

Hua Fu turned her head away, ignoring him.

Dong Qinghe said to himself: "Although your wound is deep, it is only skin and flesh damage. On the contrary, your lungs have been shaken and you need to rest. The man's devilish energy is very domineering, but one palm is enough to make the breath penetrate into the bone. There are only a few people who have this level of cultivation..." Dong Qinghe said that he already had a general object in his heart, why Hua Fu would find him and be hurt by him is strange, but what made Dong Qinghe more puzzled was That person is so deep, and when he met such a weak Huafu, why did he just slap him and let him go?

Hua Fu naturally understood what Dong Qinghe was suspecting, but he didn't actually understand the answer.

Last night, he and Shen Yuanxiu managed to get rid of the pursuers at Yanmen, and they ran into the man blocking the way as soon as they left the bamboo forest.

Although the man was wearing a thick mask, he could tell at a glance that he was not his opponent. Even if he and Shen Yuanxiu were both cultivated as usual, it would be difficult for them to fight against each other, let alone the current situation. A wounded and disabled scene.

Moreover, Youzhen's aura is very frightening, he just stood there, and the thick shadow of prey surrounded Huafu and Shen Yuanxiu.Especially when he raised his eyes to look at Huafu, his deep eyes were like two swirls, absorbing people's souls enchantingly, making Huafu seem to be out of his body for a moment, and he could only stand there blankly and let the man walk slowly. Walk up to yourself.

Youzhen stood only a few inches away from the flower, and raised her hand to reach him.

Shen Yuanxiu at the other end saw that Huafu didn't move. Although he didn't like Huafu and knew that his cultivation was not good, he still couldn't see the other party's suffering. He took out a few talisman papers from his belt and shot at Youzhen quietly. go.

Unexpectedly, the talisman paper was burned to ashes by several balls of black fire before it got close to the body of the master of the Yanmen Gate. Watching Youzhen's hand fall on Huafu's... face?

Yes, it's the face.

You Zhen's hand was so pale that it formed a huge gap with the black robe he was wearing. Her fingertips brushed against Hua Fu's equally pale face, rubbed along his cheeks, and slid all the way to his jaw, lingering repeatedly.

Feeling the icy touch, Hua Fu completely forgot where she was for half a moment, only felt that the man in front of her was about to pull her soul out of her body and drifted away with him, but soon Hua Fu I came back to my senses.When Youzhen's hand suddenly slipped down and grabbed Huafu's neck, Huafu's barbed stone whip also firmly pressed against the opponent's chest and abdomen!

Then Hua Fu saw the eyes under the mask slowly bend.

You Zhen is laughing.

But although his pupils were smiling, his voice was as cold as a knife.

Youzhen said: "I don't like you like this..."

Huafu was startled.

The man's voice was deliberately lowered, but Hua Fu still somehow felt...familiar? !

But now is not the time for him to think about it. Facing the fierce mask in front of him, Huafu pushes it back without fear: "Do you think... I like your appearance?"

Youzhen's raised eyes flashed, as if a little surprised.

Huafu suddenly softened his tone again: "I know it's impolite for us to come uninvited, I'm here to accompany Lord Yanmen, I have two peerless treasures, why don't I offer them to you, so as to hurt Gui I wonder if the head of the sect will accept the crime of sending an elder?"

His voice is soft and glutinous, his winking eyes are like silk, and there are a few tufts of hair on his temples stuck to his sweaty forehead, which inexplicably shows a slightly coquettish frailty, which makes people unable to turn their eyes away.

Lord Yanmen's gaze was indeed a little heavier, Huafu heard him ask in a low voice: "What is it?"

"it is this……"

Hua Fu opened her hand to You Zhen.

However, just as You Zhen looked down to see it, the Luoshi whip suddenly swam like a spirit snake and circled around the neck of the man in front of him!

It's just that You Zhen is not an ordinary cultivator. When Hua Fu didn't see how he acted at all, the man in front of him disappeared suddenly. It wasn't until Shen Yuanxiu shouted in surprise that Hua Fu realized that something was wrong. However, at that time, the aura of Youzhen had already circled from the front to the back of him.

The next moment, Hua Fu felt a sharp pain hitting his back shoulder, and he threw himself forward!

Lying powerlessly on the ground, Hua Fu felt Youzhen's eyes fall back on her body, still looking sinister and cramped, but a little more angry than before.

Noticing from the corner of his eye that he raised his hand towards her again, Hua Fu secretly wondered if he couldn't hide this time?Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, light footsteps came from behind the bamboo forest, followed by a faint low voice of a young man.

"Youzhen...youzhen...where are you?"

Suddenly, the overwhelming coercion on that man dissipated completely, and You Zhen left Hua Fu and Shen Yuanxiu behind, and hurriedly walked towards the bamboo forest.

"... Qiran, I'm here..."

"Youzhen, who are you talking to?"

"No, why did you come out, it's cold outside."

Intermittent conversations in the distance floated into my ears, one was soft, the other gentle, where there was the sharp and cold force just now.Hua Fu, who was beaten to the point where his viscera were almost turned upside down, was taken advantage of by Shen Yuanxiu and flew away from the place.Until it was far away from the border of Yanmen, no pursuers came again.

Now thinking about the scene at that time, if it wasn't for the young man who appeared last, Hua Fu felt that he might not have escaped this life by luck.

And that young man... Judging from his footsteps in the bamboo forest, his cultivation base is very low, maybe even inferior to ordinary disciples of Qinghemen, but what did the master of Yanmenmen call him?Ji Ran?Content?Chess?Chaos himself didn't hear it very clearly, but he could know that the young man was very important to You Zhen, and the master of Yanmen was not without weaknesses.And once a person has a weakness, he can always find a way to take him down.

Thinking of this, the corners of Hua Fu's mouth were about to twitch, when he met Dong Qinghe's clear and clear eyes, his expression sank again.

"What magic cultivator are you talking about? I don't know."

Hua Fu's uprightness was exchanged for Dong Qinghe's frowning brows and the darkness in his eyes.

In the past, Dong Qinghe could make Huafu go crazy if he didn't do anything, but now that he looked at him with such disappointed eyes, Huafu felt that his wounded internal organs were in more pain, and he suddenly sneered , pulled off the quilt and jumped out of bed with bare feet, and walked outside without wearing an outer shirt.

It was only two steps, and naturally he was immediately captured by the master of the East Gate who returned to his senses.

"What are you doing?" Dong Qinghe's expression was rarely sharp.

Hua Fu responded fiercely: "What are you doing? It's just fulfilling the wish of the master of the East Gate. Don't you want to ask me something? If I don't say it, I will naturally have to suffer a lot to be honest. How can I win you with a high bed and a soft pillow? Waiter, I know you can't do anything because of your identity, so why don't I do it myself..."

As a result, his legs left the ground in the middle of his words, and Hua Fu looked in shock at the man who hugged him in his arms, and the man's eyes were still full of anger.

"Don't mess around." Hua Fu's big and small thoughts got Dong Qinghe a helpless reprimand, as if he was so unreasonable.

Hua Fu kicked her legs angrily, and her mouth was open: "Dong Qinghe, let me down! I know what you are thinking, you are a good person, I am not, we are not the same way at all, you want me to follow you!" Live your thoughts, dream! Since we will part ways sooner or later, why don't you kill me now, so as to avoid seeing each other in the future—ah!"

While he was yelling, Dong Qinghe suddenly let go, and Hua Fu was slammed onto the bed!

Hua Fu felt a pain in his back, angry from his heart, just about to struggle to get up, suddenly a black shadow came down heavily from above, forcing him back to the bed.

Dong Qinghe put his hands beside Hua Fu, slowly bullied the person on the bed, and stopped when the tip of his nose was about to touch.

Hua Fu's eyes were a little apprehensive, Dong Qinghe saw his own reflection in his beautiful pupils, and he said word by word.

"It's not that people along the way don't matter. When there is no way to go on the other side, you can only go one way with me."

Seeing that Hua Fu was about to speak, Dong Qinghe moved two more closer, and the people under him immediately closed their mouths in fright.

Dong Qinghe touched the man's lips and said again: "Don't be afraid, heal your wounds first, and we'll talk about it after you recover."

Huafu is not stupid, he could hear Dong Qinghe clearly saying... When he is well, he will be dealt with properly.

Seeing Huafu stunned, Dong Qinghe slowly got up, went to the side and brought a new set of clothes, then sat back on the bed, neatly untied Huafu's bloody underwear from the split wound, and gave it to him. Put on a clean one.

Hua Fu didn't know if she was shocked by Dong Qinghe's words, or if she was thinking about the other side again, she didn't toss about it any more, just let him move honestly, her cheeks were dyed red and white.

When the atmosphere in the room was delicate, Qingyi's voice came from outside again.

"Master, Elder Zhelong has something to report."

"Let him wait outside the door." Dong Qinghe tied Hua Fuzai's clothes carefully and tucked in the quilt before standing up, glanced at him, opened the door and walked out.

Hua Fu always felt that Dong Qinghe's eyes were a warning, but he thought that there was nothing in this world that could intimidate him, on the contrary, the more he was not allowed to do it, the more he wanted to do it.

So desperately trying to mobilize the mana remaining in his body, Hua Fu's spiritual consciousness probed out of the courtyard.

After a while, I heard Zhelong's voice.

"...It's the messenger bird sent by Master Wuyang, who wants to ask the door master to rush to Xianyu Mountain..."

"Go to Fresh Fish Mountain now? The Gushan Festival is only three months away." Dong Qinghe was a little puzzled.

Zhe Long hurriedly said: "It was the real Wuyang who said that the barrier of Xianyu Mountain was broken."

"What?" Dong Qinghe was surprised, "That enchantment was set up by me, the real person, and the owner of Tianshi Building ten years ago, how could it be broken?"

Ran Zhelong's next casual words made both Dong Qinghe and Hua Fu, who was eavesdropping in the room, widen their eyes in surprise.

"I heard that there was an earthquake in Xiaoping Mountain and Daping Mountain yesterday, so the real person deduced that a strange beast entered the world, and thus tore the barrier of Xianyu Mountain..."

There are only a handful of strange beasts in the world that can cause earthquakes, and the barrier was built to resist it back then, but now it is suddenly broken, apart from that thing, it is probably impossible.

Dong Qinghe and Huafu were astonished at the same time—after 900 years, the Chaos Beast appeared again? !