The demon is haunted, the pavilion master is a little busy chasing his wife

After a few more days, Qingyu finally understood what pain is.

When there are people, he can't speak, his throat is itchy and uncomfortable; when his throat is almost able to speak, there is no one around him.I feel that mushrooms can grow on my body, and if I bury it in the medicinal mud all day, maybe one day it will sprout like a potato... And I don’t know when a soft cloud of white flowers will appear above my head. He is quite spiritual, and when no one is around, he will lie on top of his head like a hat...God knows, since he was hit by the sky lightning, he has had a psychological shadow on the clouds in the sky. Do you want to hack him or do you want to hack him?Qingyu was miserable, the whereabouts of this weird little white cloud was uncertain, and he couldn't tell the people in Xuegong, so he gritted his teeth and spent three days.

Having to drink bitter medicine every day, Qingyu can finally pronounce.But Li Bai didn't care about this, Qing Yu, who wanted to talk and communicate with him so much, put the wounded patient whose bones were broken into pieces and now looked like sticky pottery into the medicine pot, and added seasoning to his medicine mud When the time came, Xiao Baiyun, who was trying to hide to the side, was twisting his chubby body and squeezing together with a pile of bottles and cans.

He pretended he didn't see anything, so he naturally used a wooden pestle to smash the medicinal paste in front of Qingyu, slowly poured the milky white medicinal slurry, and then stirred it well.

Qingyu couldn't help being envious when he saw Li Baiyue rolled up his sleeves and bare his arms, looking muscular and powerful.The other party raised his eyes lightly, the ice blue pupils were facing the emerald pupils, Qingyu only heard Li Baiyue suggest him:

"When I have time, I can hum a song and practice my voice."

"Huh? Huh!"

Qingyu's eyes widened, and he was puzzled and horrified by the thick concoction that Li Baiyue suddenly brought to him, why did he want to eat this!Isn't a bowl of bitter potion a day enough... In an instant, his face wrinkled into a bun.

"If you want to talk earlier, drink it yourself."

His hand was not seriously injured, and he would be able to move within four days of recuperation, taking medicine bowls and so on would not be a problem.Qingyu hesitated for a while, feeling that his mouth and heart were full of bitterness, and if he had a bowl of medicine that made bitterness worse, would he still live happily?It's better to hold back for a few days...

"……Well."

His meaning is very clear: No, I will not drink, even if I am killed.

But he forgot one thing, people are knives and he is fish.Li Baiyue just gave him another way to choose. He has no right to resist, so when Li Baiyue cruelly poured him the potion, he realized that Li Baiyue really didn't love him at all when he was an older brother!How could you force him like this!It's so bitter... I feel sick without any sugar... tears are soaring.

Li Baiyue shook his head, and sighed that Qingyu was so badly damaged that he couldn't stand the pain... I wondered how he could withstand the thunder of catastrophe and survive with extraordinary willpower.

"Come out."

"?" Qingyu opened her mouth to let the bitterness escape, not knowing who Li Baiyue was talking to.

"!"

The fat little Baiyun was startled and knocked over the bottle next to him.

Just as he was about to escape, his short, slippery tail was grabbed by the palace lord, and he couldn't run anywhere when he lifted it up a little bit.Little Baiyun struggled for a while but still did nothing, secretly thinking that such a small tail was its weakness, how did this person know that he caught it when he saw it!

Qingyu's eyes lit up, her expression excited.

"...! Mmm! Mmm!..."

That's the guy and that's it!In the middle of the night, before going to heaven, the old man came to Feiyun Tower and used his head as a bed to sleep!Young master, the shadow of my being struck by lightning has not dissipated yet, let it go away quickly!Brother Baiyue, if you catch it, don't let it run away. Brother, I still need to be a handsome man quietly and recuperate.

Li Baiyue thought that Qingyu was very interested in this little thing because of Qingyu's extreme reaction.

After all, most of the time, Qingyu has to be accompanied by a demon, so it is inevitable that she will be lonely and cold.It would be nice to have something to relieve boredom.

Li Baiyue naturally knew where this little white cloud came from, most of the things in the Secret Realm of the Snow Palace had become spirits, it is estimated that this little white cloud ran out when its mother was relaxing.However, its nature is not bad, but it is more clingy to those monsters with a pure heart and no city.Qingyu is a peacock demon with a high level of luck, and Xiao Baiyun has no reason to let him go.But Li Baiyue, the lord of the Snow Palace, also knows that there is another potential benefit of Xiaobaiyun guarding Qingyu, it can cover Qingyu to form a special barrier, and in the mortal world, it can avoid the exclusive cloud tracking of the thunder of catastrophe .

He put the little white cloud on top of Qingyu's head, as soft and obedient as a kitten.By the way, ignore Qingyu's horrified expression, and explain to him:

"Xiaobai is a cloud elf, its enchantment can make you escape the thunder, treat it well."

"!"

This cotton-like little cloud has this function?I rely on!If I knew it earlier, I would have come to you to grab a flower, and now it wouldn't be so miserable, I can't even say a word...

Xiaobai transformed into a child's hand, and gently massaged the corners of Qingyu's eyes.Qingyu, who was comforted, was instantly healed, and felt that this cloud was so caring.Give it a thumbs up!

"Also, the martial arts conference will be held in a few days, do you want to go?"

The martial arts conference held every four years... Although Qingyu went to see it with his fifth aunt Yaya, he still felt that he was not very happy.At that time, another sect was the host. Although Tianshan is a well-known old sect, it did not participate. Without this highlight, the martial arts conference that year was really not very good.The martial arts conference is not held for the purpose of electing the leader of the martial arts, it is just a platform for the participating sects to show their strength.The people who participated in this conference were all people from the white way, just like the evil ways of the devil sect are disdainful, but Xuegong is a centrist, it is hard to say which side it is leaning on.Since Li Baiyue asked him if he would go, is he going to let Tianshan play in this year's martial arts conference?

The man in black on the opposite side took out a piece of ice and threw it to the lazy Xiaobai on top of Qingyu's hair like a snack.After seeing his doubts, he said softly:

"Tianshan doesn't participate, it's just a visit to the venue as the host. It's okay to take you to see..."

No, even if the owner of the martial arts conference can earn a lot of money, how can Li Baiyue take that little profit seriously?Don't other sects see that Tianshan hasn't shown up for many years and are afraid that Tianshan's hidden strength will catch them by surprise?Qingyu frowned, and the plaster on her forehead fell off.

"Don't worry, they won't provoke any demon moths. It's just that they are afraid that Xuegong will collude with the Demon Sect and take the opportunity to win them over."

The more Li Bai sees him like that, he naturally understands it.He didn't tell Qingyu that Lusu specifically confessed to a man in his reply to ask him to pay attention, it is said that it is Qingyu's lover.This stupid bird would be locked in the golden cage of Huaxiantai and wait for Lusu and his master to come back, but he didn't want to be taken away that night when the barrier was broken, and the other party was still a mortal.Presumably the lover he was talking about should be the one who took Qingyu away, not only powerful and martial arts, but also spells.The martial arts conference is about to start, maybe that person will also come to participate.Even if he doesn't come, won't he, the master of the Snow Palace, check it out?

Thinking of this, Li Bai Yueliang gave Qingyu a swishing look, and asked:

"Where did you get the demon bead?"

"Hmm (picked it up)."

"Ok?"

The ending sound was elongated, carrying an inexplicable coercion.

Qingyu shrinks her neck, knowing that Lusu must have explained everything!Maybe Harue, the number one military strategist in Pei's bastard camp, has fallen and fell into the arms of his elder brother...

"The disciples of Tianshan came to report that there was a man from Xizao Kingdom who was riding a carriage of Liuyunfei to the Lanyou Empire. A lover?"

He saw Qingyu shaking her head, looking down with a slightly lost look, it was really like a lovelorn.Is it not that person?

Unexpectedly, Qing Yu always thought that the bastard Pei and his new lover were getting tired of being together, and she might not think of him as a goblin when she was making love in Meiyin Mountain. Seeing Pei Shen being so straight, she would definitely hate what she did to him Think about it, seeing each other is worse than thinking about it... Shemales have never had good results, so forget it.Save yourself the last bitterness.

"I see."

Qingyu felt a little baffled, what does Li Baiyue know?Did he say something?no!

Another three days later, there was a rare gathering of people in Feiyunlou, Tianwu Dishu and Mrs. Xuegong were all surrounding Qingyu's pot of medicinal clay.

"Are you guys panicking? It's fun to throw flowers at me and throw them on my head. Treat me like mud! You can raise it!"

Qingyu finally waited to be able to speak, but as soon as Tianwu Dishu came, he put a rooted Chiba lotus pestle on the pile of medicinal mud on his head. The white flower was only half bloomed, and the slender The petals curled and swayed, and the green leaves drooped to his brows and eyes. With a slight movement, the whole flower trembled.

Xiaobai was robbed of his territory, and because Mrs. Xuegong was here, he didn't dare to make trouble, so he could only wrap his arms around Qingyu's neck, occasionally staring at the Chiba lotus whose origin was unknown with his eyes the size of soybeans.

Dishu scooped up a spoonful of medicinal paste, regardless of Qingyu's darkening complexion, helped the flower stem, and said with a smile:

"The palace lord said that you have been pestering him to sing to him for the past two days, and his ears hurt because of the noise. I am afraid that you will be bored today and let us accompany you. Hey, I heard you talking to the sky when you were drunk last time. I’ve sung it, how imposing it is, why don’t you sing a few songs to my master, for something new.”

Qingyu gave him a blank look, and happened to see his godmother sitting on the meditation table smiling, looking forward to it.

"You can sing as long as you can rap... Huh, for the sake of godmother, I can barely do it."

The first time he saw Mrs. Xuegong, he knew how to please this empty-hearted woman. Over the years, no matter what kind of mentality Mrs. Xuegong had in thinking of him as a godson, he always felt that it was not an exaggeration. It was just to make her happy. The way he communicates with her.Other than that, not too much thought.

"Cough! Which one do you want to hear?"

The corner of Tianwu's mouth raised, and she seized the opportunity:

"The Mighty Skyrim, okay?"

"no!"

"What's wrong? You can't?"

Qingyu was helpless and explained:

"Sister, that's a high-pitched song, my lord, I have to protect my voice so I can't sing it now! And it's a war song, and now I can't brew that kind of emotion without a war song..."

Tianwu's interest immediately dropped by a degree, forcing him to change to another song:

"Then "Eighteen Touches"."

Unexpectedly, this kid Qingyu has been fattened up recently, so he shook his head and sighed:

"Tianwu, Tianwu, what do you think you listen to "Eighteen Touches" as a girl? How much it affects your identity as Zuo Shaosi..."

Before Tianwu was about to beat him up, Mrs. Xuegong who was sitting on the edge of the concentrating platform slowly opened her mouth.

"Sing "Little Bird", this is your favorite."

"Hee hee, it's still my godmother who hurts me."

Qingyu's lips were cracked up to her ears, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

At the beginning, Dishu also handed him a cucumber, and Qingyu stretched out her paws covered in medicinal mud. After thinking about it, she let Xiaobai, who was wrapped around her neck, hold it, and took a bite when she was thirsty, which was very convenient.

"I'm a little bird—wanted to fly, but couldn't fly high. I searched and searched..."

Perhaps the bitter medicine had a miraculous effect, Qingyu's voice was crisp and clear, as if it had been warmed by a spiritual spring.

The three listeners sat together on the concentrating stage, and the two siblings were busy listening to the music and teasing Xiao Baiyun, but they didn't realize that their master's expression was a little different from before...