lonely moon dream

The taste of burning the soul and the body with the fire of subduing demons is by no means comparable to the level of food emotion Gu. Although it was only for a moment, he lost consciousness, but the pain seemed to be unable to stop with the disappearance of consciousness, and the endless clamor .Until a more powerful cold current poured into the body, pouring in like an ice waterfall, ice and fire mingled, blood transpired, and after the greater pain passed, everything finally calmed down...

Xunyue never thought that he would wake up again, but he did wake up, and he was woken up.I just feel that my whole body is like being repeatedly rolled over by boulders, and there is pain everywhere.After a long period of struggle and discrimination, Xunyue finally pulled her consciousness out of the muddy chaos.

His mouth was blocked by something hard and he couldn't make a sound.I should be lying on a hard bed, my body doesn't seem to be my own, I can't even move my eyelids, let alone get up.Next came the fact that Xunyue was even more frightened—the dantian was empty, with no internal energy at all.

Abandoned... Is...Is this... Abandoned?You should be fine, sir.The pain in the chest quickly expanded, overflowing the throat, drowning the pain in the body, and a tear slipped from the corner of the eye unconsciously.

The quarrel in the ears gradually became clearer.

"No! Take away the 'bad guy', what if the person dies. The master promised to save the person." A crisp female voice sounded from the bedside.

"Put it back when it's dead, and you won't be found." The man seemed to be approaching, and the two tugged.

"No, no, no! It's shameless to do such a thing!" The girl was anxious, "I'll tell the master to drive you out of 'Gui Qu Lai Xi'!"

"Good sister..."

Xunyue finally understood that the two seemed to be arguing over something.Could it be something in his own mouth?He took a deep breath and tried to spit out the thing in his mouth, but the thing was stuffed too tightly, and he couldn't move it at all with his current strength.

Did they save themselves?

"Huh?" The girl heard that the breathing of the patient on the bed had changed, and found that Xunyue had woken up.

Xunyue felt a small hand relentlessly pinch her jaw open, and three onion-like fingers squeezed into her mouth with great effort, pulling out the hard thing.At this time, my mouth was able to close completely, my jaw was sore and the corner of my mouth was tingling, it should be a small opening.

"Here. Send it back to Chuxiu Furnace." The girl loudly ordered the man to do something, not polite at all, "There is no need for eggs now."

The man didn't speak anymore, but Xunyue felt a murderous aura.The door opened and closed, the murderous aura lingered outside the door, and finally left.He, too, had apparently found himself waking up.

With the sound of dishes being clinked, the girl returned to the bed again: "I know you're awake. Don't worry, you'll be able to move around freely in two days, well, it may take a while to dance knives and guns, But I'm sure it's okay to go for a walk. Drink some water."

Under the continuous feeding and irrigation of the girl, Xunyue drank half of a glass of water and spilled half.

"Don't be afraid, he'll just be skinny. Otherwise, with so many suitors from the master, it won't be his turn to guard the gate in the next life... Your master is so kind to you, and the family's prescriptions are used to exchange for 'bad guys' Seven days of treatment, and I have been here to watch you for six days and seven nights... The master said that the little red pill is very expensive..." The girl kept talking.

master?Could it be the master?wrong.Where does the master have any prescription?The little red pill?Could it be—"Zhu Xin"!Xunyue was taken aback by her own thoughts.The prescriptions for the two holy medicines in the church are only mastered by the teacher and the leader.The leader would not do it for himself... The more Xunyue listened, the more guilty she felt. She wanted to know where the lord was, whether it was safe, and whether the poison had been cured, but she couldn't express it.What else can a disabled dead soldier do for an adult... In the end, he fell into a drowsy sleep.

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"Looking up at the essence of the sun and the moon, enjoying the beauty of heaven and earth;

Hold the golden bottle and drink it, untie the clothes to relax the summer;

Cherish the good night without engraving, travel with clouds and rain with joy;

The song dances faintly, calling the spirits from all directions to gather;

The heroes fell and listened to my orders, and turned into clouds and mud one after another;

Insects and birds smell and chirp, and Wandi hears my ears;

The quiet bamboo is rustling, the flowing water is murmuring;

The rain gradually dies down, and the wind blows leisurely;

Tend to the layers of clouds and mist, wash the heart to clear the ripples;

Hear my voice and come away in autumn, talk about Fengyue and forget worries;

The light rivers and mountains are in confusion, and I am begging for lonely tombs;

Compassion near the branch Xi Li Xing, Zhuangsi flying Xi Huanyu. "

After singing and dancing, the garden was full of light, and the garden was darkened, and it was already time to watch.The person who was dancing just now looked up at the rising new moon, the time was just right.With a wave of sleeves, the lanterns are lit one by one.

The cups and plates in the octagonal pavilion were messed up, and under the flickering lights, the people sleeping on the soft couch had silver hair like waterfalls and their faces were even more ruddy.

"Enough is enough." The feather fan swayed gently, the originally gentle evening wind suddenly tightened, and the bamboo bushes outside the courtyard parted, revealing the people who had been watching for a long time.The man who was found was not ashamed, and stepped into the courtyard.

"Is it worth it?" The man walked three steps behind the dancer, then stopped, not because he didn't want to get close, but because of his promise, he couldn't get close.

"Isn't it worth it?" The dancer turned around, and with the breeze blowing, the curtain of the octagonal pavilion fluttered down, covering the dream chaser in the pavilion.

"Meeting by chance, borrowing the 'Huai Ling Yu' is fine. Healing his subordinates and asking him for some rewards is a matter of course. But you just now... 'Ink Dance for Thousand Years' will take at least 30 years of skill... Besides, the poison still cannot be eradicated, He won't know what you've done for him." The man clenched his fists as he spoke, turning his head to one side.

"Ha, Mr. Nan, why are you bothering?" The dancer turned to face Nan Tingke, with only slightly smiling eyes behind the seven-color feather fan, "It is impossible for me to have a second relationship with anyone. You stay here Life is just wasted here."

"..." Nan Tingke's gaze at the Bajiao Pavilion became sharper.

"Now he is extremely sad, intoxicated, his body is limited, and his five senses are injured." The dancer walked around to Nan Tingke, completely exposing the octagonal pavilion to the murderous person, speaking provocatively through the feather fan , "Do you want to see if Nan Ting Yijian can take the head of Death God?"

Nan Tingke loosened his fist, clenched it again, took a deep breath, and finally let go.Nanting Yijian never makes a move when he is not sure.

"Haha..." The dancer laughed loudly, and the wind chimes under the octagonal pavilion jingled with the laughter, "When did Nanting Yijian change its name to 'Rarely Seen'?"

"You...too much!" Nan Tingke blushed from the laughter, and walked away with his sleeves thrown.

"Xin'er, see off the guests." The dancer shouted loudly, afraid that no one would hear them.

"No. I'll go back to Nanfeng Ferry." From behind the bamboo bushes came the clear answer of the man who was still smoking from his seven orifices just now, so there was nothing unpleasant about it.

At this time, a young girl came out of the exquisite three-story pine wood loft: "Master, he wanted to take away the 'bad guy' in the morning, and I happened to catch him."

"Hehe... Nan Ting is not so narrow-minded!" The dancer chuckled lightly, shaking her feather fan, and her vermilion lips curled up infinitely.

"He has been guarding our ferry for so many years and never cared about the master's affairs. This time it's not because the master treats Mr. Fang differently than before." The girl blinked her big eyes and said seriously.

"What's the difference?" the dancer pretended to be surprised.

"It's just different." The girl said in a coquettish tone, "Master has acquired his skills?"

The dancer shook his head: "He has a strange poison in his body, I don't want to die yet."

"Then why did the master spend 30 years doing ink dance?" the girl continued to ask.

The dancers were speechless.yeah, why?If the poison cannot be detoxified, it is impossible to use energy to replenish qi.Knowing this, why do I do it myself?Innate capital is the best target for merit. Since it cannot be obtained, let him enter the period of five declines early, why bother to help him at the expense of his own merit?The god of death's promise is only for one day, after tonight there is no possibility... Ha, since you have a choice, why bother.With such a special skill, maybe I really bet right, and I can find my way home!When did I, the Three Path Pine Master, become so concerned about gains and losses?

"Well, master, if you finish thinking about things, can you see that patient?" The girl tugged at the corner of her clothes, her face flushed slightly, "He has been kneeling outside Liudan Pavilion for a long time."