lonely moon dream

Xunyue is happy these days.Not only because he was allowed to get out of bed, but also because Fang Youxun taught him the way to vomit.Of course, it would be even better if you don’t have to eat various medicinal soups and diets every day.

The adult said that his leg injury was not completely healed and he could not walk for a long time.So Xunyue stayed on the bed obediently every day except for the time to let the wind out in the yard—refining qi.

It turns out that the true qi in my body that doesn't belong to me can also be controlled, but at the beginning, because the severely damaged dantian and meridians are very fragile, after a week of qi circulation, the whole body will be soaked in pain.

When he first woke up, he thought that his body was useless and he could no longer practice martial arts.After a few days, he found that his meridians were miraculously improving.This must be the reason for the soup and water that adults feed themselves every day.

Although Xunyue didn't know what was in those soups, but looking at Eleven, who was decocting medicine for herself every day, and seeing the expression on his liver that hurt even with a drop of medicine left, he knew that it must be some very expensive medicinal materials.In fact, Eleven never told him that the innate qi in his body is the most expensive.

This discovery made Xunyue feel that she was in her next life, and the next and next life would be added together, and she could not afford to pay for those medicinal materials even if she worked like a cow for adults.So I practiced even harder, trying to make myself more useful.The palace master said that a dead man is someone who dies for his master when necessary.

If Fang Youxun knew that Xunyue practiced with this belief every day, he would definitely not let him recover his skills.

Ten days finally passed, and under the treatment of Doctor Fang and the meticulous care of Eleven Yaotong, Xunyue's several traumas were almost healed.

After drinking a large bowl full of tonics, he handed the bowl back to Eleven. Xunyue carefully looked at Fang Youxun's face. The adults seemed to be in a good mood, and they didn't ask Eleven to clean the kitchen ten more times.

"My lord...today is the tenth day..." Xunyue peeked at Fang Youxun's face, seeing that the sky hadn't changed, she thought about her words, "Can my subordinate hold the sword for a while?"

It's itchy hands.Although the toxins in Xunyue's body have not been completely eliminated, Dr. Fang Da is quite satisfied with his recent recovery.Looking at the longing little eyes of the person who has gained a little weight through hard work, Dr. Fang also wanted to see the curative effect, so he nodded.

Xunyue's original soft sword has long since been thrown away.With a look from Uncle Fang, Eleven took the Tianjing off his back and threw it to Xunyue.

"Try this for now." Fang Youxun's eyes flashed slowly, as if he wanted to give it to you if he liked it.

The person who received the sword was flattered and startled—this is the Heavenly Sword!

"Thank you, sir!" There was no evasiveness, only joy and gratitude.

The adults actually let him practice with the Heavenly Sword, and while feeling the pressure, Xunyue secretly cheered him up.You must not insult the light of the Heavenly Sword.

When the brilliant light illuminates the morning in the small courtyard, people sitting on the porch drinking tea and watching the scenery suddenly feel that the scenery in front of them is extremely moving.This is the aura that one's own people should have. Those humble and shy, all disappeared without a trace at the moment when the sword was in hand. Fang Youxun is simply fascinated by the flashing vitality of Xunyue now.

Looking at his husband's slightly confused eyes, Eleven knew that now was the best time to speak, because the husband was happy.

"Sir..." Eleven bent down and pressed close to Fang Youxun's ear, "The remaining money is not enough to buy the medicine."

The dead man's sword is fast, accurate and simple, with only one goal - to kill.Xunyue used Tian Jing to use the swordsmanship without redundancy, which actually produced the illusion of beauty.

However, after all, Tianjing is not the soft sword that Xunyue was used to, and it is much bigger in terms of weight and shape. For Xunyue whose body has just recovered, it is not easy to dance.After a whole set of moves, Xunyue was already sweating profusely and breathing heavily.

Putting Tianjing's hands up, Xunyue pleaded guilty with a blushing face: "This subordinate is useless, please forgive me, my lord."

Fang Youxun casually handed Tianjing back to Eleven, and handed Xunyue a silk handkerchief: "It's okay. Ye Dongliu's swordsmanship is very suitable for you, but not for Tianjing. I will forge a soft sword for you some other day. "

"Thank you, my lord!" He asked the lord to pay for himself.Xunyue saw that Eleven's face changed again and again, and asked Fang Youxun for instructions, "This subordinate would like to ask for a half-day leave..."

"No." You have good ears, and you can hear Shi Shi's voice so softly.Before he could finish speaking, Fang Youxun guessed what he wanted to do. The two words dispelled Xunyue's thoughts. Seeing that Xunyue's head drooped immediately, he immediately comforted him: "You don't have to worry about it. Someone will see you off." Come to the door."

Ganda Hall is different from the majestic atmosphere of Jiuyou Netherworld, the coldness and loneliness of Shexin Hall, the gloomy and oppressive Yanmo Hall, and the neat and rigorous Naga Hall and Fuluo Hall. The whole palace is resplendent and magnificent. The ultimate luxury.

But now, on the main hall of the Ganda Hall, there is a low table and a chessboard. The two of them are holding black and white, and they are playing on the ground in the center of the hall.

Hua Jun surprisingly wore an extra gauze dress today, but how could a thin layer of gauze dress block the spring light? The tight-fitting little gown only covered key parts, revealing most of her plump breasts and slender legs.This made the "girl" in red on the opposite side extremely jealous, and the competition on the chessboard became more intense.

"Hey, the leader is merciful! I can't take it anymore!"

Huajun's bewitching voice made Gong Jiuyou extremely angry.Obviously she is at a disadvantage now, but she wants to deliberately say some obscene words such as "mercy", "gentle", "people hurt", etc.

"Shut up!" Gong Jiuyou couldn't take it anymore, a sunspot fell heavily.

Hua Jun pursed his lips and smiled, pinched back the soft buttocks of the young boy leaning against him, and sighed in a drawn-out voice: "Oh - I don't know how to hurt people at all. It's still my kitten Hello."

The young man was full of red fruit, knelt on the ground beside Hua Jun with his elbows and knees, and used his waist to bear all the strength of Hua Jun's approach. When Hua Jun pinched him, his pair of big black grape-like eyes immediately filled with mist. But because Huajun's Spirit Snake Whip was in his mouth, he couldn't speak, and he could only make a low "huh" sound from his throat.

"Hurry up." Gong Jiuyou gritted his silver teeth and urged, seeing Hua Jun flirting with the young man without any cover.

Hua Jun picked up a white dog and said with a smile, "Don't be envious, the leader. In a few days, my subordinates will give you a purebred Persian hound. Haha..."

Seeing Hua Jun's son fall, Gong Jiuyou immediately turned dark - he lost.

"The leader's heart is not here, so don't be discouraged." Hua Jun rarely restrained his charming voice, and said seriously.Anyone who is betrayed by the most trusted person will not feel good.What's more, it is the leader who has always been favored by the coach.

This time, the leader and the masters of the four halls left the religion together, giving the enemy an opportunity to take advantage of it.If it weren't for the prior arrangement of the leader, and the dark power left by the leader in the early years, it would not be impossible to say that the leader would exterminate the religion.

"nothing."

Gong Jiuyou was just calming down, when someone outside the hall came in loudly: "Where is the moon silver in Laozi's Fuluo Hall... Uh, see the leader."

Ye Dongliu didn't expect Gong Jiuyou to be there, and hurriedly knelt down to salute.

Gong Jiuyou's face was even uglier than when he lost chess just now: "No more. It's not good for the guardian, and he will be fined for one year."

"……Yes."

Before Ye Dongliu could get up, there was another commotion outside the hall.

"The ghost king stays behind, and allows his subordinates to understand..."

"Your head! Demon girl, who dares to detain Yan Modian with your courage..."

The "girl" in red stood up with clever eyes, and Wu Lei, who was full of evil spirits, silenced at that time. Behind the white mask, the ghost pupil who was about to kill, blinked twice, and knelt down beside Ye Dongliu obediently.

"I have seen the leader."

"Yan Modian's supervision is not strict, and people are not clear, and one year's salary is withheld. In addition, the confiscated income within the church is transferred to Qianda Hall for unified control, and is no longer under the jurisdiction of Yan Modian."

"Subordinates obey." Wu Lei's voice was extremely frustrated.

You must know that in order to prevent the law enforcement of Yan Modian from being influenced by any hall, unlike Fuluo Hall and Naga Hall, Yan Modian's salary is pitifully small, and it relies on the fines and confiscations of the church to maintain the expenses of the whole hall.

Yan Modian is responsible for the Dharma protector's apostasy and Litong Tianxia League's attack on Kasyapa City.But my lord leader, the whole church, who doesn't know that Ji Wuji is your old man's confidant.He was under your nose all day long, didn't you notice?Wulei felt that he had been wronged, and the culprit was still that Ji Wuji!

Thinking of this, Wu Lei saluted upwards: "Ji Wuji's apostasy is an unforgivable crime. Please ask the lord to hand him over to Yan Modian. The subordinates must let him pour out all the affairs of the Tianxiameng."

Gong Jiuyou's long eyelashes drooped slightly, hiding the turbulent emotions in his eyes.It can be imagined that if Ji Wuji wanted to die in Yan Mo Palace, he would not dare to accept him.But do I really think that he will never be reborn?

Seeing that Gong Jiuyou's expression was not correct, Hua Jun took over the words: "Don't bother the ghost king. The leader has already entrusted him to me to teach Yan Zhou."

Wu Lei's eyelids twitched behind the white mask.When Ji Wuji fell into the hands of this witch, his life would be over.If you let yourself choose, you would rather die under the torture of Yan Modian than live like a dog without any dignity.

Although Ji Wuji was apostate and had opposing positions, Wule still admired him very much.In terms of martial arts, wisdom, and character, Ji Wuji can be called a character.Litong Tianxia League must have its own difficulties.Otherwise, the leader and the coaching adults trust him so much, why would he apostate?This is also something that Classless has been unable to figure out for the past few days.

Seeing the rare pity in Wu Lei's eyes, Gong Jiuyou finally softened her heart - she knew too well the tricks of Hua Jun, a witch.

"Ji Wuji, I want to bring back Jiuyou Mingyu and teach him personally." The low and flat tone was an order that could not be questioned.