My daily life with neuropathy

In the darkroom.

"What are you going to do?" Feiguan looked at Zhuochen coldly and said.

"It's just a favor." Zhuo Chen said lightly with his arms folded.

"I don't need it!" Fei Guan Yishai, "I've said it before, I may have owed a lot of favors, but I don't want to owe favors to anyone related to Emperor Jun."

"I said, I'm paying back the favor." Zhuo Chen raised his eyebrows, "I just got your father's favor back."

"Hehe, you really have the face to mention him." Feiguan became even more angry, "He doesn't need any favors, especially yours."

"Really?" Zhuochen Xiemei twitched the corners of his mouth wildly, "Just like what I told him back then, no one has the ability to refuse what I want to do."

"Ha, the defeated general of the year is now arrogant here?" The cousin sneered, and walked in holding Yuefeng's unconscious body.

"What are you going to do?" Feiguan frowned.

"Fulfill my promise back then." Zhuo Chen said lightly.He is now a soul body made of energy, and with a finger, a complex and indistinguishable magic circle appears at Feiguan's feet.At the same time, Yuefeng's body also floated up, heading towards the magic circle.

"You!" Feiguan was startled, Yuefeng's body turned into a white energy ball in the magic circle, and at the same time, the restless soul was pulled out by Zhuochen, and Zhuochen stretched out his hand to grab it, and the soul was silent .

"How dare you!" Feiguan glared. "Do you know who he is?"

"Even if even one ten-thousandth of Qingfeng's demeanor has not been achieved, such waste can only be used as sacrifices." Zhuochen said disdainfully.After activating the magic circle, the milky white energy ball floated towards Feiguan.

"Tsk." Zhuo Chen frowned, and said to himself, "It's still too weak, we'll lose face if we go out."

Then he punched a black air into Feiguan's body.

"..." Feiguan looked at him and suddenly smiled, "I must kill you with my own hands."

"Really, then you have to hurry up, or it will be too late." Zhuo Chen said indifferently.

"?!" Feiguan suddenly struggled with all his strength in the formation, "You..." he said through gritted teeth.

"Ah, I'm dying." Zhuo Chen looked at his dissipating body, and said nonchalantly, "Ha, in this case, you won't be able to kill me."

"Feng Yi," Fei Guan said to Feng Yi who was on the side, "let me out."

"..." My cousin shook his head, "50.00% of my abilities have been sealed, and there is nothing I can do." Then he looked at Zhuochen, "Since I have nothing to do, then I will leave."

"Well, you go." Zhuochen nodded, "Thank you for your hard work."

"That thing you told me earlier," said the cousin suddenly.

"Well," Zhuo Chen smiled, "I'm no longer his demon, probably only eight or nine points are correct."

"It doesn't matter, there are only so many that are enough." Cousin twitched the corners of his mouth and laughed at himself, "It's better than I have lived for a thousand years but haven't understood it once."

"...." Zhuo Chen shook his head, "I told you, you always think too much."

"Maybe." My cousin finished and left.

"..." Zhuochen turned his gaze back, looked at Feiguan, and said suddenly, "It doesn't look like..."

"What do you want to say?" Feiguan said coldly.

"It's different from what I originally imagined." Zhuo Chen said, "Qing Feng always mentioned you in Soul Frost, but now, it's much more naughty than what he said."

"You don't deserve to mention his name." Feiguan said.

"Really?" Zhuo Chen shrugged, "He said he wanted me to call him by his name. It's not up to you to decide."

Out of anger, he simply fell silent and stopped talking.

"Oh, by the way," Zhuo Chen said when his figure was about to disappear, "Qing Feng wants me to bring you a word."

"What?" Fei Guan asked.

"Treasure the person in front of you." Zhuo Chen smiled and completely disappeared in the air.

Although it was already morning, the sunlight couldn't penetrate here, even though Ye Mei was accustomed to living in the dark, he couldn't help shivering in this kind of place.

"Where is this place?" Fu Bieqing asked.

"Oh, here." Poppy smiled slightly and said, "Dungeon~"

"Why did you put me here?" Fu Bieqing asked.

"Because, although my master is indifferent to what happened to him back then," Yu Meiren laughed, "but I do care a lot~"

"I don't know anything." Fu Bieqing said quickly.

"Well, it's not up to me. After all, there are many people who have been sitting in this prison until they die~" Yu Meiren left after finishing speaking.

"Where are you going?" Fu Bieqing panicked, "Come back, come back, let me out!"

At the exit, the beauty turned her face and smiled at her magnificently, "Please, I won't let you go out either." Then he closed the door.

Only darkness remained.

"Beauty, you're back." Feiguan who had already absorbed Zhuochen's skill and Yuefeng's body said.

"Yes, I'm back." The beauty looked at the master who had lost her ghostly aura and was more beautiful than before, and bowed down.

"It's morning," Feiguan said with a sudden smile as he looked at the already bright sky. "It's time to cook."

In Ling Bie Tiao's favorite cubicle, Sanyu was sleeping peacefully, and Ling Bie Tiao sat beside him and watched him silently.

"Don't look at it, no matter how you look at it, he will never become the emperor." A joking voice sounded, and Zhuochen's phantom appeared not far away and said with a smile, "If you want to look at the face of the old man to nostalgia , might as well look at me."

"What do you want to say?" Ling Bie Tiao asked without looking away.

"Be more careful with Fei." Zhuo Chen's eyes froze, and he sat down on a chair beside him, "I don't need to pursue the matter back then, but now he has no use value for you, let him go."

"En." Ling Bie Tiao nodded, "Is that all?"

"Do you still remember where the edict was?" Zhuo Chen said.

Ling Bietun frowned, "What do you mean?"

"Back then, he didn't doubt you because he didn't see the imperial edict..." Zhuo Chen deliberately dragged his voice out, "If it was him in this life, he would not have the affection he had before, and he would not have fallen in love with you." You, if you read that edict again..."

"Where is it?" Ling Bie Tiao said.

"Here." Zhuochen held a brocade box in his hand, "If you do anything to Feiguan again, the box will be opened, and he will know what's inside." After finishing speaking, the brocade box asked Ling Bie Throw it away.

Ling Bie Tiao caught the brocade box, "I won't do anything to him." He finally said.

"That's it." Zhuo Chen raised his eyebrows, stood up and walked out.

"Since washing and cleaning the bright platform, the heart and eyes are stained with dust, the frost is originally from spiritual emptiness, and the human heart is still separated by thousands of barriers. Hahahaha..."

"Finally gone?" Ling Bie Tiao made another move on the chessboard, he spread his hand, and in his hand was Fu Qingfeng's soul essence.

"I wanted to tell you about this...but you don't have a soul. Since it's something you can't dream of, then you don't need to mention it." He pinched his fingertips, and the light slowly drifted away. up.

"Oh, what right do I have to talk about others?" He looked at Sanyu who was still sleeping, and laughed at himself.

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Fried

They should have been a good pair of brothers, Shu Benhuai thought.only......

"Spring is the essence of the sky, and autumn is the different tone of the sky." The father's voice seemed to still echo in my ears, "You carry the spirit of auspiciousness and harmony, for spring, for hair growth, for righteousness, and for the roots of trees, and you That younger brother...is a different kind, it's better not to get in touch with him."

Heterogeneous?He was stunned for a moment, then smiled indifferently, the so-called heterogeneous, does it mean that he doesn't like to go out?It's also strange.

Autumn is different from the sky, for storage, for the beginning of harvest, and for the beginning of exhaustion. Compared with myself, it is not surprising that my father would feel disgusted with such attributes.

"A Ling, I'm here to look for you." He said to a small building that was closed forever, "I was scolded by my father again today, hehe, but it's nothing, you are my brother, no matter what he says, this It won't change at all." After a pause, there was still no sound in the small building, he sighed, "Ah Ling...you haven't said a word to me for a long time."

"En." This time finally came a response from the small building.

"This......," Shu Benhuai almost spit out a mouthful of blood, isn't this too perfunctory?

"Then, it's better for me not to speak." The man in the small building said.

"Oh," Shu Benhuai felt like he was going to have a heart attack. "I just......."

"Don't adjust your mind." The people in the building paused, and then said, "It's just that you and I are different in skill and body, and our luck is two points. We are destined to go on different paths. If you don't want to hurt both of us in the future, it's better not to get in touch too deeply."

"Even you said that... oh." Shu Benhuai let out a long sigh, and finally left.

"This time I sent it away with a few words." Inside the building, the fragrance of plum blossom brewing filled the room. A man was wearing a white dress inlaid with gold trim and silver cloud and dragon embroidery, holding on to the wine glass in his hand, laughing in the flickering lights. "It's a good thing I'm not your brother, otherwise I'm afraid that even my hair will turn gray."

"What does it have to do with you." Another jug ​​of wine appeared on the table, "Go drink your wine."

"But my younger brother." I don't know what to think of, and a trace of melancholy appeared on the elegant and handsome face of the man, "It is also a headache."

"What does it have to do with me." Ling Bie Tiao said coldly.

"Naturally it has nothing to do with you." Maybe he was a little drunk, but the smile that evoked from that person was also different from the past, with a touch of unrestrained charm that was different from usual.

He was lying sideways on a soft couch in the inner room, with his eyes slightly closed, as if he had fallen asleep. At this moment, a gust of wind gently and slowly mixed with temptation blew in, like a cautious person slowly close, and then, just within an arm's length of the man.

The man suddenly opened his eyes, caught the gust of wind, and brought him into his arms.

"You!" Ling Bie Tiao was startled and said.

"Heh," the man provoked a tricky smile, "Soldiers never tire of deceit."

The snow outside the window still did not stop, Ling Bie Tiao suddenly opened his eyes, what he saw was still the familiar interior layout.The phantom of the person on the soft couch at the side flickered a few times before disappearing without a trace, but there was only one person missing, and the inner room suddenly became cold and lonely.

After waking up from the old events of the past, Ling Bie Tiao sat up and looked at the unfinished chess game in front of him.

It's all fate.He thought self-deprecatingly, what happened that day was fate, then everything that happened since that day...is fate.

He accepts his fate.

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I have watched Lengjian for decades, only for madness in spring, summer, autumn and winter, singing and singing alone in the sky, laughing proudly in the wind and rain.

In a verdant bamboo grove, a young man was practicing sword. He stepped on Tai Chi, and stood quietly in the bamboo grove holding his sword. After a while, a bamboo leaf slowly fell down.

He moved.

A flash of cold light flashed by, he drew his sword, and slashed along the trajectory of the wind, with softness in the rigidity, rigidity in the softness, sometimes swift and fierce like thunder, sometimes standing still like a virgin, sending and receiving freely, all of a sudden, bamboo leaves rushed , Like a rain, after a while, the young man put away his sword, and when he was about to rest, a piano sound suddenly came from outside the forest.The sound of the zither coincided with the intent of the sword, the young man was stunned for a moment, but his body moved involuntarily with the sound of the zither. He was originally a sword idiot, and the sword intent contained in the sound of the zither faintly matched his sword intent. The rise of the dance, until the sound of the piano stopped, there is still something to say.

"It's a good sword." A voice sounded not far away, and he looked at the person who was wearing a white Confucian robe, sitting in front of the piano, and looked at him with a smile.

"You're not bad," said a person who can't use a sword, and his piano sound definitely has no sword intent.

"I know the sword, but I am not a sword." The man smiled, put away the piano, and stood up. "Will you be my sword?"

"Who are you?" The young man froze for a moment, then asked with a little vigilance.Although this person made him feel very amiable, gentle and courteous, neither humble nor overbearing...Stop Li Lianhua!Can't think about it anymore!The master said that this kind of person must not be trusted, and if he continued to think about it, he would fall into danger. Li Lianhua slapped herself in the heart, and looked back with a habitually paralyzed face.

"This is a very interesting question." The man smiled, "Who are you?"

"It's not fair," Lianhua was stunned for a moment, "I asked you first."

"Heh," the visitor still smiled slightly, but with a hint of embarrassment, "Well, since it doesn't make sense, I have no choice but to leave."

"Don't!" Li Lianhua panicked, he hadn't seen a real person for a long, long time, if he hadn't been practicing swords all the time, he might have been bored and moldy.Master acridine...QAQ. "I...my name is Li Lianhua!" After finishing speaking, he lowered his head dejectedly, waiting for that person's laughter.

"Lotus? It grows in silt but is not stained, washes in clear ripples and is not demonic. It's a good name." Who would have thought that the man smiled lightly, and then revealed the meaning of the name given to him by his master.

"You...you know?" The drooping hair on the lotus head stood up cheerfully, swaying in the wind.

"Why don't you know?" The visitor unfolded the folding fan in his hand and said, "My surname is Guo, my name is Qi, and my style name is Shaoshu."

"Master said that good friends are always addressed by words, so how about I call you Shaoshu?" Lianhua asked happily.

"Of course you can, but you don't have words, isn't it unfair to me?" Guo Qi pretended to be serious.

"It seems to be the same." Li Lianhua thought for a while, and said rather distressed, "Then what should I do?"

"Why don't you just go with me." Guo Qi put away the fan slowly, put the handle of the fan against his chin, and suggested with a smile.

"No, Master has locked me here, and I can't get out." Li Lianhua squatted in the corner and said resentfully.

"Really?" Guo Qi knew that there were many mazes around here, so he didn't point them out. "If I can bring you out, can you come with me?"

"You can come in?" Lianhua looked at him suspiciously.

"How do you know if you don't try it?" Guo Qi said with a calm smile.

"Okay, if you can come in, then I will go with you." Li Lianhua said.

"Then it's settled." After Guo Qi finished speaking, the folding fan in his hand unfolded again, and a gust of wind suddenly blew.

Until a long time later, even when she was dying, Li Lianhua could never forget the scene of Guo Qi walking towards him that day.As if he was a banished fairy, he brought him the freedom he had longed for.

The so-called love at first sight is nothing more than that.

From then on, I was the sword in his hand, both a sword and a shield, and I used my own life to protect him throughout his life.

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same return

"There is Fusu in the mountains, and Hehua in Xi. If you don't see Zidu, you will see madness.

There are bridge pines in the mountains, and there are swimming dragons in Xi.If you don't see Zichong, you will see cunning boy. "

A woman's gentle voice sounded in the palace, and not long after, a young man in a black robe that symbolized his identity walked in slowly, and smiled, "Fusu has met my mother."

"Spring is here." The woman on the main seat is graceful and luxurious, looking at the young man with a gentle smile in her eyes, "Fu Su, my son, I am tired of political affairs on weekdays. I haven't seen you for a few days, and I feel thin again." Said, She got down from her seat and walked towards the young man.

"Where?" the young man smiled calmly, he supported the woman, "it's Fusu's good fortune that the father is willing to give Fusu a chance to practice."

"It's just that the experience is over," the woman said with reproach, "How can you train your son like this? From the perspective of my concubine, my son should live a more carefree life. The girl in your palace said that you have been lighting up the lamp every day these days." Reading at night, isn't it?"

"Mother calm down, my son doesn't dare anymore." Fusu smiled and begged for forgiveness, "Since spring is here, mother wants to go out with her son?"

"It's fine for the few of you to go together. I'm getting old, and young people should stay with young people." Concubine Zheng looked at her son with a jade-like face and a dignified appearance, and the more she looked, the more satisfied she was, " As long as you live well, the concubine will live well."

"Then I only need to see how my mother is doing well, and my son is doing well." Fusu said with a smile.

"You're such a sweet kid." Concubine Zheng grabbed Fusu's face and scolded with a smile, "Hurry up. Don't let down this good time."

"Obey~" Fusu bowed and then withdrew.

"Where is Your Highness going?" As soon as Fusu left the palace gate, a waiter came and asked in a low voice.

"Walk around alone, you don't have to follow." Fusu said.

"Yes." The waiter agreed and left quietly.

Fusu looked left and right to see if there was no one there, then walked to a small remote corner, changed into the lowest white clothes, and took off the expensive accessories on his body. up the palace.

"Seeing that the steps are so familiar, it must not be the first time to commit a crime. His Majesty the Prince is very interested." As soon as he left the palace, Fusu heard a tease.

"Friends of Shaoshu." Fusu said helplessly, "A gentleman doesn't expose his faults, how about giving me some sympathy?"

"If I say, it's not good?" Guo Qi looked at his expression and smiled slightly, and said deliberately.

"Well, if it's really not possible," Fusu shook his head, swung his fan and fanned it swaggeringly, "The gift of Sanyu will soon be lost."

"Oh? What gift?" Guo Qi was aroused by him and asked.

"Well, alas," Fusu said with feigned regret, "It's a pity that Sanyu once vowed to give this thing to the gentleman of Qingliu, but there is a person who would rather be a villain than a gentleman in front of him. ..."

"Oh?" Guo Qi closed his fan and said with a half-smile, "So what if I'm a villain?"

"He is a villain, and he is also a character like Zhilan Yushu~" Fusu said very sincerely.

"Well, it seems that His Majesty the Crown Prince not only has first-class skills in sneaking out of the palace, but also has a hard-to-matching skill in flattering horses~" Guo Qi shook his head and sighed.

"It's easy to talk about," Fusu waved his fan and said, "The so-called one who is close to vermilion is red and the one who is close to ink is black... Cough cough, today's spring/light is just right, why don't we play together?"

"Oh," looking at his sincere smile, Guo Qi didn't bother to argue with him, "It's rare that His Majesty, who is so busy with mundane affairs, still remembers this spring. Shaoshu is just a commoner. Respect is worse than obedience."

"Naturally, the scenery of the mountains and rivers can't be all shared between you and me?" Fusu laughed, and whistled, and the two horses came after them, dawdling affectionately beside them.

"Naturally." Guo Qi smiled slightly, and got on the horse with Fusu, "I will return with my son on this road."

The author has something to say: The Moon Spirit Scroll is officially over.