lustful

Xiao Luan looked at Huo Yunshan, with tenderness in his eyebrows and eyes, he turned sideways and let Huo Yunshan into the room, and said softly: "Young Master, you came all the way, are you cold?"

Huo Yunshan followed Xiao Luan and sat down on the soft cushion beside the bench, raised his eyes blankly and looked at Xiao Luan.

Xiao Luan smiled lightly and said, "Today is the first day of the new year, why are you here alone?"

Why is Xiao Luan here, what is he doing here, did he already know that I would come?

Huo Yunshan's head was in a mess, he looked at Xiao Luan, and found that he couldn't say a word.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Xiao Luan said again: "Young Master came here to worship Qin Luan?"

Huo Yunshan didn't dare to speak.

Xiao Luan poured a cup of tea and handed it to Huo Yunshan: "It's snowing in the capital, it's a bit cold, you can drink some tea."

Huo Yunshan didn't dare to drink, he didn't know who Xiao Luan was, where he came from, why he was there every time!

Xiao Luan sighed: "I thought the person who came today would be Xiaobai, but I didn't expect you to come."

When Huo Yunshan heard him talking about Xiaobai, he couldn't hold back and said, "Are you waiting for Xiaobai?"

Xiao Luan nodded with a smile: "I have been waiting for him for a long time."

Huo Yunshan was silent again, he carefully looked at the clean and elegant little room, touched his nose, and felt a little uncomfortable.

"Master Xiao Luan, I still have things to do, so I won't accompany you."

He said and left the house.

Xiao Luan called him to stop: "Young Master is going to walk at night, so you should bring a torch."

As he spoke, he rummaged through the house, found a spare torch, lit it and handed it to Huo Yunshan.

Huo Yunshan thanked him, and hurried to Qin Luan's grave in the back mountain.

There is no tombstone, only a pile of stones was piled up in front of the grave, and a peach tree was planted.

Huo Yunshan stuck the torch in the crevice of the stone, and knelt down with a plop.

He slowly dug the soil on the grave with his hands. After a while, his hands were numb from the cold, but he didn't know what to do.

Sometimes Huo Yunshan is a little clever, but most of the time he is still very stupid. For example, at this moment, when he went out to dig a grave, he didn't even bring a few more people. Forget it, he doesn't even know how to take a hoe!

He was getting colder and colder, but he refused to stop, the light of the torch was very weak, Huo Yunshan felt that his whole body was soft.But endless pain and unwillingness erupted in his chest.

He must find Kang Ping's blood book with his own hands. He wants to know what Kang Ping wrote. The exam paper has been in his study for so many years, and he doesn't even know it!

He is so sorry.

Why do you want to be a dandy, why waste your time, why are you like this...

The five years of a good man have been spent in such a muddle, how many five years can there be in one's life?The past time will never return, and the dead will never be born again.

His body was as cold as falling into a freezer, but his heart was so hot that it wanted to explode.

His fingers were already bleeding, so he finally pulled out the sword from his waist and used it to plan. It was a family heirloom, the Zhanlu Sword, passed down from his great-grandfather's generation.

This sword is a certificate given by the emperor to conquer the world. His father died when he was young. Huo Yunshan, this dude's plaything.

The first time it was unsheathed, it turned out to be used for digging graves.

The torch was finally blown out by the wind.

Huo Yunshan was taken aback, and gradually calmed down. He looked at his hands in the dark, but saw nothing, and his eyes were pitch black.

Trembling, he touched the dirt in the snow with his hands, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. He felt uncomfortable, and his whole body seemed to explode.

what happened?

Huo Yunshan shook his head, he felt that something was wrong with him, he had no strength, his body seemed to be not his own, and he felt uncomfortable and hot.

But it was obviously very cold, and in this weather, the tears on his face seemed to be frozen into icicles.

Noticing something was wrong, he stood up staggeringly and walked a few steps with his sword propped up on the ground. He didn't know what he stepped on, and he fell to the ground again as soon as he softened.

When Xiao Bai came back from the princess's speech, Steward Wang had already sent several groups of people out to look for Huo Yunshan. It's not good to spend the night outside on New Year's Day.

Xiaobai followed the people around several messy places but couldn't find it. Thinking about it carefully, he might have gone to Qin Luan's tomb to look for blood books.

He might as well go up the mountain by himself with Huo Yunshan's subordinates.

Huo Yunshan was completely burned out, he vaguely heard Xiaobai's voice, but couldn't hear it clearly, as if the voice came from far away.

He tried to call out to Xiaobai, but found that his consciousness was getting more and more confused, not to mention making a sound, and he couldn't even open his eyes.

When Xiaobai found Huo Yunshan, he was dizzy.

"What a disaster!" Xiaobai threw the torch to help him.

Huo Yunshan felt that someone was touching him, so he tried to push the person with his hands, but now he had no strength in his body, so he could only push gently.

Xiaobai had just dropped the torch on the ground and it was already extinguished, it was dark, and he couldn't see Huo Yunshan's appearance, he just felt that something was wrong with Huo Yunshan at the moment, so he didn't care whether he refused or not, he simply pulled him on his back Go up, carry on your back.

It is only a short distance from Qin Luan's tomb in the back mountain to the Taoist temple, but Xiaobai walked for a long time.

After the torch was extinguished, Xiaobai couldn't see anything, he could only see a room in the Taoist temple with a light on, and he could only walk in the direction of the light with his head depressed.

And the most unlucky thing, the goddamn Lord Huo Xiaohou was always moving around on his back, and he fell down several times along the way!

Finally arrived at the Taoist temple, Xiaobai pushed away the lighted room, it was empty and there was no one there, he threw Huo Yunshan on the bed: "Now you have a fever and are numb, I won't settle accounts with you, disaster, disaster, When you recover, you will pay me for my clothes, my clothes must be torn into balls!"

I don't know who owns this room, it's been tidied up so well, doesn't it mean that there is no one here anymore!

Xiaobai was puzzled, while pulling at Huo Yunshan's dirty black brocade new clothes.

Huo Yunshan struggled in a daze for a while, but finally his hands were not as strong as Xiao Bai's, and all he was told to take off was the snow-white obscene clothes inside.Xiaobai wiped the sweat off his face, grabbed the quilt and covered Huo Yunshan tightly, only his head was exposed.

Then he took off the cloak outside, took off his shoes and socks and got under the quilt. He didn't sleep long last night, he was so sleepy.

Xiaobai fell asleep right away, feeling something moving around his neck.

He opened his eyes and looked, and immediately blushed with fright.

Huo Yunshan is tearing his clothes!