Tsing Yi Dance: Apricot Blossom Sky Shadow

The snow-white clouds bloom just right, and the furry looks like two delicate cotton candy.

bang~

There was a strange sound, both Gu Shaoqing and Mo Ling were taken aback.About one meter from the top of the mountain, the rope was worn by a protruding triangular rock and a strand of the rope was broken.

The broken strand of the tight rope was spinning rapidly, and it was automatically separated from the twisted rope.

"Brother Shaoqing, hurry up, hurry up!" Mo Ling stretched out his arm to grab the piece of rope that was about to break, but he couldn't reach it with only one finger.

Moving his body a little further away from the cliff, Mo Ling was so anxious that he was already crying a little bit.

At the bottom of the cliff, Gu Shaoqing saw Mo Ling's body moving out little by little, trying to reach that section of rope, his soul was frightened, and his out of tune voice hurriedly said: "Ling'er, go back quickly, he won't break , leave him alone, go back quickly!"

"It's okay, brother Shaoqing! Brother Shaoqing, climb up quickly, I don't want brother Shaoqing to fall..."

With a deep cry, Mo Ling bit his lip and moved his body a little further, finally grasping the section that was only connected with a thin strand of rope, and after holding it tightly, Mo Ling began to pull upwards.

Seeing the cold sweat on Gu Shaoqing's head below, his heartbeat accelerated crazily.Pulling the rope and lifting it by the protruding rock, he climbed up quickly with light work.

Mo Ling at the other end pulled the rope tightly, but his strength was still too weak, his little hand was bleeding from the strangulation but he didn't pull it up a bit.

"Mo Ling, let go, I don't need the rope anymore!"

Gu Shaoqing roared a little angrily, and cut the rope with a single knife.

"No!!! Brother Shaoqing!!!"

Seeing Gu Shaoqing cut the rope with a knife and fell down, Mo Ling's mournful voice immediately echoed throughout the valley.

Brother Shaoqing was so angry that he would call his name directly, but no matter how angry he was, why did Brother Shaoqing cut the rope!

Staring blankly at the empty rope fluttering on the mountain wall with the wind, the tears in Mo Ling's eyes seemed to have opened a flood gate, and the tears kept gushing down the cliff.

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind behind him, and Mo Ling felt that his neck was tightened and he was lifted up and pulled back to the top of the mountain.

"Mo Ling! Do you know how dangerous you were just now!"

Gu Shaoqing's beautiful sword eyebrows were frowned, his black robe was covered with dust, his left hand was covered with blood, and he yelled at Mo Ling angrily.

But Mo Ling didn't hear what he was saying at all. Seeing Gu Shaoqing standing in front of him, the relaxation after being frightened made him throw himself into Gu Shaoqing's arms, and cried out loudly. A fear that I never felt when I was chasing.

"Brother Shaoqing! Woooo~~~ I thought you had fallen! I thought I would never see Brother Shaoqing again!"

Gu Shaoqing, who was crying on his waist with Mo Ling tightly hugging her waist, suddenly softened again. She raised her hand to rub Mo Ling's hair, but when she saw that her hand was covered with blood, she paused and put it down again.

It seemed that the unhealed wound on his left arm had just been ruptured when he stopped falling, and it needed to be healed for a while.

"Silly Ling'er, am I okay? I can take a shower if you keep crying!"

Mo Ling was pulled away from her chest by Gu Shaoqing, looking at Mo Ling's bright red face, she couldn't help joking, and Mo Ling, who was still sobbing, immediately burst out laughing.

He clenched his fist and went to beat Gu Shaoqing, but was caught by Gu Shaoqing.Seeing the blood on Mo Ling's hands, he narrowed his eyes, pulled him towards the small cottage with a dark face.

I really spoiled him, I didn't listen to what I said, and even made my hands like this, it seems that I really have to think of a way to punish him.

"Brother Shaoqing, it hurts~ it hurts~" Mo Ling wrinkled his face and followed behind Gu Shaoqing, his hand was tightly held by Gu Shaoqing.

Gu Shaoqing glanced back at Mo Ling, both distressed and angrily said: "Now you know it hurts? Then you were not obedient when you were told to let go?"

It's okay not to say, when Gu Shaoqing said this, Mo Ling's stubborn temper also came up, he didn't cry anymore, and was dragged back to the small thatched cottage by Gu Shaoqing all the way, biting the corner of his mouth and holding back.

Gu Shaoqing was so angry with Mo Ling that he wanted to vomit blood, but the strength in his hand was much lighter.

Back in the thatched hut, when Gu Shaoqing was looking for medicine, Mo Ling noticed that Gu Shaoqing's left hand was covered with blood, and rushed to grab Gu Shaoqing's hand and pulled up the sleeve.

"Brother Shaoqing, your wound is open, why didn't you say it just now!"

Now it was Mo Ling who scolded Gu Shaoqing, turned over the package containing the medicine, and turned out a stack of bandages.

"Aren't you angry with me?" Gu Shaoqing raised an eyebrow looking at Mo Ling's nervous expression.

After being told by Gu Shaoqing, Mo Ling remembered that he was angry just now, pouted, and muttered, "Mmm! Because your wound is open."

This reason was stated seriously by Mo Ling, and Gu Shaoqing's starry eyes immediately burst into an irrepressible smile.

This little thing has the ability to piss him off half to death, and then make him laugh out loud in an instant.

The thick laughter spread on the top of Panyun Peak, and Mo Ling still wrinkled his small face and grumbled angrily.

After helping Gu Shaoqing to bandage his left arm, Gu Shaoqing badly wrapped his little hands into two pig's trotters, and tied a bow on them.

With the cloud flower, Gu Shaoqing mixed the herbal medicine and the cloud flower together to make three pills, one a day.

Cooperating with his acupuncture technique, after Mo Ling took the first pill, Gu Shaoqing began to melt the pill with internal force, and under the guidance of the closed acupoint of the silver needle, it went to the place where the poison was sealed.

Time flies, Mo Ling and Gu Shaoqing lived on the top of the mountain for three days in a row, living a life isolated from the world, in this paradise, they almost couldn't think of going down the mountain.

In addition to the necessary medicine after taking the medicine every day, Mo Ling and Gu Shaoqing either sat under the tree on the edge of the cliff to admire the sea of ​​clouds at the foot of the mountain, or listened to Gu Shaoqing playing a tune with the leaves.

Mo Ling wanted to learn it on a whim, but after learning for a day, not only did he still sing like a chrysanthemum sigh, but his cheeks were sore, he was no longer interested in learning, but he always dragged Gu Shaoqing to play for him.

"Brother Shaoqing, what's the name of this song?" Mo Ling asked while lying on the ground, poking an ant.

"Vietnamese song."

"It sounds good! Brother Shaoqing, we will live here from now on, and then you will play Yueren songs to me every day, and I will raise little ants, okay?"

Mo Ling let go of his hand, put an ant back on the ground, and looked at Gu Shaoqing with big watery eyes.Gu Shaoqing rubbed Mo Ling's hair without answering, and put the leaf back to her lips.

The melodious tune spread between the two of them, flying towards the blue sky.