The rice paddies are magnificent, the scenery on the clouds

Being injected deeply into the brain by ambergris, it is like burning the body in pain.Feng Xuanlang could only look at Xiu Qianmo lying on the ground in pain through the mirror of memory, struggling and convulsing.Why, Feng Xuanlang's self at that time stayed safely in Changyao Mountain. How he wished that he could be by her side at this time!

Luo Hutian, who was outside the room, rushed in after hearing the commotion. To be honest, he didn't go to rest. After Xiu Qianmo came back, he was even less willing to rest.He always felt that Xiu Qianmo seemed to be hiding something from him.When Xiu Qianmo returned to the room, he was waiting not far away. Although he had consumed some energy and was a little weak, everything was worth it for Xiu Qianmo.

However, what Luohutian never expected was that when he came in, he saw this scene, Xiu Qianmo lying helplessly on the ground, his head was as red as a fire!

"Young master!" Luo Hutian ran forward with all his might, hugging Xiu Qianmo tightly.At this time, Xiu Qianmo had already bit her red lips in pain, and bloodshot eyes were seeping in her beautiful eyes.I can't let Xiu Qianmo bite down any more. In this way, Xiu Qianmo's lips will be bitten off.Luo Hutian immediately stretched out his hand, letting Xiu Qianmo bite his hand.He finally realized what kind of medicine Xiu Qianmo was using.

"Ah!" Under the severe pain, Xiuqianmo had to bite Luohutian's hand fiercely. For a moment, bright red blood stained Xiuqianmo's mouth and Luohutian's arm red.

Luo Hutian resisted the pain, put his other hand around Xiu Qianmo's trembling body, gritted his teeth, and said:

"Young master, don't worry, Hu Tian will be by your side!"

The effect of ambergris lasted for a long time, and finally gradually receded.However, at this time, Xiu Qianmo's consciousness had already weakened, and his spirit was listless.After a burst of piercing pain, Xiu Qianmo fell into Luo Hutian's arms and passed out.

Regardless of the already bloody hand, Luo Hutian quickly hugged Xiu Qianmo, looking at Xiu Qianmo lying in his arms at this moment, Luo Hutian finally broke down in tears.He lowered his head, covered Xiu Qianmo's mouth with his pale lips, licked the blood on the corner of his mouth, then pried open Xiu Qianmo's mouth, and licked and melted into Xiu Qianmo's mouth with his own tongue. blood.

After licking off all the blood, Luo Hutian picked up Xiu Qianmo, carefully placed him on the bed, and then sat on the side of the bed, hugging Xiu Qianmo.At this time, Luo Hutian was already exhausted from the exhaustion of his true energy, and now he was injured. However, at this time, he was unwilling to leave Xiu Qianmo, so he just hugged Xiu Qianmo and stayed by his side.At the end, Luo Hutian choked up and said:

"Young master, that is the ambergris condensed by the three-flavored real fire. Is it really worth your sacrifice for the emperor's blood... Hehe, young master, did Hu Tian blaspheme you just now? Do you know that?" , I am so eager to hug you all the time and solve your problems. How I wish that I can ward off all disasters for you and bear the pain for you! I really hope that between us is not just a master and a servant, I really I wish I could call you 'Qian Mo'."

"I know that you belong to everyone, but I still think selfishly, you are just my Qianmo! Qianmo, my heart, have you ever understood?"

When Feng Xuanlang saw this, tears had already flowed down his face.He didn't know the next picture, how he endured the heart-pounding pain and continued to watch.

When Xiu Qianmo woke up, he really forgot that memory, the memory about Feng Xuanlang.Not long after, Xiuqianmo was summoned by the palace, and the person who summoned him was the leader of the Linghu clan, Xiuyu me!And Feng Xuanlang finally met Xiu Qianmo's father.

Xiu Yuwo's ​​summoning turned out to be a bad person, and he asked Xiu Qianmo about the emperor's blood.Feng Xuanlang could tell that Xiu Qianmo, the father, did not fully trust Xiu Qianmo, and he didn't know why.

The inquiry was fruitless, and Xiuyu I used the spell of peeking at the heart to explore Xiuqianmo's memory.Feng Xuanlang understood that the mantra of peeking into the heart is a kind of spirit-controlling technique in the advanced stage.It can forcibly enter people's memory and spy on secrets.However, Xiuqianmo at that time had already used the real fire ambergris to temporarily erase all memories about Feng Xuanlang.Cultivating me naturally couldn't find any valuable clues.In the end, he could only let Xiu Qianmo go back.

Feng Xuanlang could hardly imagine what it would be like when Xiu Qianmo forgot about himself.In a world without Feng Xuanlang, Xiu Qianmo should be more free and easy, right?

Xiu Qianmo, who temporarily lost the memory of Feng Xuanlang, accidentally found the painting he had drawn before. Although he couldn't see clearly what was in the painting, Feng Xuanlang could clearly see it. Xiu Qianmo looked at the painting, He was inexplicably fascinated.

Although later, Xiu Qianmo finally recovered his memory and remembered everything about Feng Xuanlang, but the full moon nights in the past two years have indeed tortured Xiu Qianmo unspeakably.Feng Xuanlang never expected that the two forcible use of the real fire ambergris actually made Xiu Qianmo lose his resistance when resisting the erosion of the full moon night.

In this regard, Luo Hutian had no choice but to find the real god and ask the real god to come forward for treatment.This was the last thing the real god promised to do for Xiu Qianmo.True fire ambergris is already a powerful medicine, and it is generally difficult to cure it completely, and with Xiu Qianmo's special constitution, it is even more difficult.Musk tea, fragrant bath therapy, can play a soothing role and repair the wounds caused by true fire ambergris.After getting the musk tea, Luo Hutian rushed back immediately to heal Xiuqianmo.

After being fumigated with musk tea, Xiu Qianmo's injury finally gradually improved.In this way, until the second year, after returning to Fengyun City, after experiencing the full moon night again, he was recuperating in the courtyard where the real god lived.From time to time, he held the mirror of memory of a real god, spying on Feng Xuanlang after he went down the mountain!

All he knew was that for the past two years, Feng Xuanlang had been grounded by Huo Zihua and practiced on Jinluan Peak to copy scriptures, but he didn't know that in these two short and long years, Xiuqianmo had endured so much silently!However, when seeing Feng Xuanlang again, Xiu Qianmo didn't mention these things.

Only then did Feng Xuanlang remember that in the woods outside Liefang Village, after Xiu Qianmo rescued him, he immediately clasped his neck tightly. Maybe Xiu Qianmo killed him at that time. Nian, but later, he finally lost to his own feelings, lost to his own heart!Xiuqianmo, I can't do it!

At this time, Luo Hutian had already exhausted his true energy for Xiu Qianmo, and carefully placed him on the bed.When he came out, he saw that Feng Xuanlang was holding the mirror of memory in his hand, but tears were already streaming down his face.

Luo Hutian said coldly: "It seems that you already know, right? Mr. Lang, the successor of the emperor's blood!"

After that, Luo Hutian's expression froze, and he approached Feng Xuanlang slowly, and said in a self-deprecating tone: "Mr. Lang, do you know how much I wish the young master never met you!" He left in anger.

"Guardian Luo..." Feng Xuanlang immediately stopped him.

"Take care of the young master, because I know that when he wakes up, the only person he wants to see the most is you!" With the bitter words left by Luo Hutian, he left without hesitation.That lonely figure and lonely body made Feng Xuanlang's heart ache.

Walked into this room again.Feng Xuanlang looked around at all the furnishings in the room. In this purple-style room, he felt very warm.That man was sleeping peacefully through the incense rising, misty and misty.When Feng Xuanlang subconsciously came to Xiuqianmo's desk, he unknowingly opened the cabinet, and a piece of rice paper was still lying quietly inside.With trembling hands, Feng Xuanlang took it out.

Feng Xuanlang could clearly see that the scene in the painting was on a hillside full of peach blossoms, a man was practicing with a sword, and another charming man was lying on the grass, drinking and watching.

Seeing this, Feng Xuanlang quickly covered his mouth, his body trembled like a convulsion, weeping uncontrollably!

Qianmo, Qianmo, sorry, sorry...

……

Dafeng Imperial Palace, inside the Prince's Mansion.

Feng Xuanming slapped Zeng Weixiong on the face, turned around immediately, and said coldly with his hands behind his back: "Vice Commander Zeng, what is your highness' order?"

Zeng Weixiong had already been hanged, but he quickly knelt down, kowtowed and said: "Second Young Master has an order, kill without mercy!"

"Oh, but what about you now?"

"This subordinate deserves to die for his crimes. I beg second son to forgive my sins, I beg second son to forgive my sins, I beg second son to forgive my sins!" Zeng Weixiong was so frightened that his face turned ashen, and he repeatedly kowtowed for mercy.

"People ran away, and all the imperial guards were injured again. You have failed your duty!" Feng Xuanming's tone was slow, but every word was like icy cold wind, making people shudder.

"The subordinates will send people to search immediately, and the assassin will definitely not be let go!" Zeng Weixiong replied in horror.

"What if it can't be done again?" Feng Xuanming asked.

"This subordinate apologizes with death!"

Feng Xuanlang smiled awe-inspiringly, "Very well, let's go down!"

"Yes, this subordinate is resigning!" Zeng Weixiong retreated in despair.Feng Xuanming turned around and looked at the vast sky in the distance, but his thoughts stayed on what he heard and saw in Jiaofang Palace.At the end, he couldn't help but sigh:

"Brother, didn't you love me the most before? Why do you always want to rob me this time? Your mother robbed my mother and concubine of her due favor, and you have the emperor's throne that I dream of Blood, my father knows that you are the blood of an emperor, and I protect you in every possible way. I am also a prince, why are you so partial? Okay, I don’t care about the throne. Steal what I love."

"Brother, I don't know, my brother really envies you. Since I was a child, you have always taken away my favorite things. I really don't like it! But..."

Feng Xuanming snorted coldly, went directly to the main seat and sat down, picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea, and said leisurely: "The visitor is a guest, and this hall understands the basic way of hospitality! This 'Gentleman on Liang' , although he is a gentleman, he came here in disgrace!"

"Haha, Mr. Ming is really amazing. I thought I was hiding very deep, but I didn't expect to be discovered." As soon as the voice fell, I heard a burst of hearty laughter. I saw a handsome man in a black robe, with a figure of In a flash, he came directly in front of Feng Xuanming.

Feng Xuanming raised his eyes and looked at the uninvited guest expressionlessly, "I don't know, who are you?"

The handsome man said politely: "It's nothing more than a countryman, it's nothing to worry about. I, Situ Jiu, have met Mr. Ming!"