I bent the devil

Gu Jiu found that Song Qingyi had been practicing sword harder than before after meeting the young man that night.Usually, morning and evening are one hour each, but now it has increased to one and a half hours. After lunch, he would spend an hour sitting in the shade of the corridor with his sword across his lap, wondering what he was thinking about.

At the beginning, Gu Jiu simply thought that Song Qingyi was in the mood for new 'toys', so he didn't care about it until this morning, as usual, he was sitting on the railing of the corridor after eating steamed buns, watching Song Qingyi dance while digesting. Jian Shi's accidental discovery was wrong.

After watching for a long time, even if he can't, he can probably know the whole thing, so after Song Qingyi turned the crossbar of the sword back in front of his chest, he knew that the next move was to stab after turning.

It's kind of like turning a carbine back.

But like all martial arts, this move requires speed.

In Gu Jiu's eyes, Song Qingyi's speed and agility are already very fast, plus he is proficient in training, so he doesn't think there is any problem.He just sat on the fence like this, leaning his shoulders against the pillar next to him, watching Song Qingyi's move about to turn around and move forward with admiration.

The accident happened at this time.

The sword that was supposed to be thrust out quickly and smoothly was stiffened, and his arm trembled as if it had been hit by something unknown.The sword fell directly to the ground, making a choking sound.

Gu Jiu was slightly taken aback, then jumped up and ran towards Song Qingyi who was already pressing his shoulders and standing there silently.

"What's wrong?" Gu Jiu hurried forward, stood beside him and looked around.After all, Song Qingyi's current appearance is too much like the reaction after being hit by an unknown hidden weapon flying over there.

This is the martial arts world, isn't it?So picking flowers and picking leaves shouldn't be a difficult task, right?

Gu Jiu's appearance made Song Qingyi understand what he was looking for, and asked, "Where is it?"Where did you hide? !come out!See if I don't kill Ni! 'I felt a soft heart when I maintained my appearance, so I held my sprained arm for a while before speaking slowly.

"It's not a hidden weapon, I accidentally twisted it with too much force." He raised his eyes slightly, and his black jade-like eyes quietly looked at Gu Jiu, who turned back with a worried expression after he spoke, and looked deeply at him. Finally, she closed her eyes, and her eyelashes drooped slightly, like a butterfly fluttering its wings.

"...Medicated oil, just rub it together."

Dragging Song Qingyi back to the room, he pushed him on the stool beside the table, found the medicated oil at the foot of the bed according to what he said, Gu turned around, and saw Song Qingyi sitting upright, don't talk about it. He opened his shirt, but he didn't move.

"Why don't you take off your clothes quickly?" Gu Jiu frowned slightly, with a hint of 'this child, why are you so disobedient' in it.

Song Qingyi was still sitting there motionless, because it happened to be the place to enter the door. Now that the door is open, against the light, Gu Jiu couldn't see his current expression, and naturally he couldn't see the rare flash on Song Qingyi's face. past emotions.

The eyes that were always quiet and unmoved, now flickered slightly, and they were a little bit delicate.That appearance is really different from his usual calmness.

He looked deeply at Gu Jiu, taking advantage of the fact that he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly when facing the light on the opposite side, some unusual emotions ran out, but when Gu Jiu approached, he lowered his eyes and walked away. convergence.

The *like black air just leaked out from a small and almost imperceptible gap, and just after protruding out like tentacles, it retracted before anyone noticed it.

"Could it be that he can't move? Why don't we go see the doctor?" Even though Song Qingyi's behavior is peaceful now, he is already conveying to Gu Jiu that 'he is no longer the young him' .However, it is inevitable that Gu Jiu still treats Song Qingyi with the attitude of an hour later.

This made Song Qingyi discouraged and reluctant to resist.

Also at this moment.

Gu Jiu stepped forward, thinking that Song Qingyi's arm injury had worsened due to the time delay, so he just wanted to drag Song Qingyi to the street to find a doctor. After all, such things like sprained muscles and bones are not like ordinary colds.

If he has a cold, he still knows how to deal with it, but in this world where acupuncture points exist, he can't guarantee that Song Qingyi's current sprain is really as trivial as he said, will it be the root cause of the disease?Become a serious illness, will be painful when the weather changes?

... Well, Gu temporarily admits that he thinks a little too far.

But he just couldn't help worrying.

When he was pulling Song Qingyi's sleeve to pull him out, he grabbed his hand and turned his head.

Song Qingyi still lowered his eyes slightly, and after a few breaths he whispered, "I'll take it off myself."

"..." After the silence, Gu Jiu couldn't laugh or cry, and he felt a certain emotion of 'hey~ the child has grown up'.Just as he was about to say something, Song Qingyi stopped him when he looked up at him.

This time I understand in seconds.

Gu Jiu rubbed his nose, turned his back, and faced the outside of the gate, only then came the sound of rustling slowly behind him.

...Really, everyone is a man.Don't talk about showing your arms, I saw your chicken when you were young... Cough!Gu Jiu, who had already started to step into Papa Sang ahead of schedule, was thinking sadly in his heart.

"...Okay." Although Song Qingyi's voice was slightly deep, it was clear and gentle. Not to mention when he wanted to coax people deliberately, even with his usual voice, it always made people feel like he was whispering in your ear.

Gu Jiu turned his head and looked at Song Qingyi who only showed half of his shoulder and arm.

The skin between youth and teenager, through the light outside the door, has a jade-like texture.Although the current Song Qingyi has begun to grow gradually, it can still be seen from some details that he is still young.

For example, his shoulder and right arm are naked in the air now.

Gu Jiu poured some of the medicinal wine that had been opened on the table a long time ago into his hands. He closed his hands and rubbed them quickly. He felt that his palms were faintly hot before pressing on Song Qingyi's shoulder.

As soon as the palm touched it, I felt the skin under my hand tremble slightly.Can't help being slightly nervous, "What's the matter? It hurts? Why don't we go see the doctor?"

He is just an amateur, and he doesn't know anything about massage acupuncture points.What if something goes wrong?For example, what is the second branch of Ren Du?

Gu Jiu's children's boots, who have no martial arts, are very good...

The one being held by his paws is the future *oss who is known as the Demon Lord, don't wait to be messed up by yourself, this...

Song Qingyi's left hand, which was naturally on his lap, clenched slightly the moment Gu Jiu touched his right shoulder, and his body couldn't help shaking.

Now facing away from Gu Jiu's face, his eyes darkened, and there was a trace of strangeness, a strange look that had never appeared on Song Qingyi's face before.

It seems to be resisting, but also longing for the people behind to get closer.

A strange, strange tingling sensation spread from the place Gu Jiu touched.There is also a stronger one, rushing straight up from the spine and tailbone like an electric current.

"..." Song Qingyi pursed her thin lips tightly, but her Adam's apple hidden in the shadow kept rolling.

……so close.

The black jade-like pupils were dyed with a certain expression and became shining and watery. No matter who sees it now, they will be blushed by the usual elegant young man, but now he looks like a monster.

Fortunately, no one will see it now.

The person behind him, who is not much older than himself, has been rubbing vigorously while muttering.This kind of nonsense should logically annoy the listener, but Song Qingyi lowered his eyes and listened carefully without saying a word.

Let the shoulders and arms, which are still a little green and thin, turn red under Gu Jiu's vigorous rubbing.

It's like being abused.

This scene made Gu pause for a moment, and asked worriedly, "Are you okay? Am I using too much force?" If I rub too hard, the skin will be stained with medicinal wine...it will hurt just thinking about it.

"...It's okay." Compared with the Qingming just now, Song Qingyi's voice now is a little more unbearably hoarse.

"Go on."

"Okay." Gu Jiu shrugged and continued.But still lighten up a bit.

This child has been able to endure since he was a child. Look, he has endured so much that his voice has changed and he hasn't said a word.

Hey……

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He didn't stop until Gu Jiu felt his hands were sore. During this period, Song Qingyi didn't say a word, so Gu Jiu couldn't help but stop and ask him if it hurts.

After getting a negative answer, dare to continue.

Refilling the medicinal wine tightly, the nose was filled with a smell of medicine, Gu Jiu shook his hands in distaste.He looked down at Song Qingyi whose back was still facing him, "What's the matter? It still hurts? Or..."

"It's okay, I'll take it easy." Song Qingyi said without turning her head, as if she noticed that Gu Jiu didn't like the smell of the medicine, she took the initiative to say, "Go and wash your hands, I'll put the medicinal wine back."

"Okay." Gu Jiu agreed cleanly, and went out to find water, shaking his somewhat sore hands.

It wasn't until the footsteps completely disappeared that Song Qingyi stepped down his shoulders slightly as if he was exhausted, and pressed his left hand on the edge of the table in time before his body approached the table.

The breath that has been held all the time is slightly messy, panting slightly, and the throat rolls.When people see it, they want to bite it.

... Fortunately, the people behind didn't pay attention.

Song Qingyi closed his eyes and drooped, his eyelashes trembling like a black butterfly flapping its wings.After his eyes flicked past his body, he moved away lightly.

Really.

Almost embarrassed.