blue wind

Langling lowered her head to look for the dagger for Xanthium.

He faintly felt that in the shattered memory of last night, there seemed to be the ringing of a cold weapon.

Crisp and cold, long and empty, just like the sound of a phoenix.

He stood and thought about it for a while, closed his eyes, walked a dozen steps based on his feeling, opened his eyes again, looked around, and indeed caught a glimpse of a cold light in a small depression.

It fell to such a far place, just relying on the man's groping, he couldn't find it for more than ten days.

Langling walked over, picked up the dagger, weighed it, and couldn't help admiring in her heart.

The length of the dagger is about a foot long, the length of the light blade is slightly longer than one palm, and the main body has a slightly chilling arc. When it is lightly swiped in the air, it shines like a full moon.The left and right ends of the handle stretch outwards, like bat wings, but it is engraved with a large green-scaled python, with its bloody mouth open, snake letters vomited slightly, and its vertical pupils are cold, as if it is staring at death.There is a gray jade in the middle of the snake's body coiled with a handle. The jade looks plain at first, but when you look closely, you are surprised to find that there is blood-like red under the mist, like the pupils of an ancient beast swept through the mist of time. Come and take a peek, it's creepy.

It is a good magic soldier, anyone who looks at it will be impressed by it.

Langling tried the blade, and there was only pure appreciation in her eyes.He played with the dagger and walked up to the cocklebur, and asked, "Bat tooth?"

"...Huh?" There was a puzzled expression on Xanthium's face.

"...Isn't it called this, this dagger?" Lang Ling threw it away and sighed, "That's right, it's a rumor after all. What do you usually call it?"

Xanthi tilted his head, seemed to ponder for a while, and then said, "It's nothing."

"None?" Lang Ling raised her eyebrows in surprise, "That is a magic weapon that was buried for nothing."

Xanthium didn't care, just said: "It's just to take advantage of it, it doesn't matter if you call."

It took Langling a little effort to understand what he meant by "just call it like this".

He couldn't help laughing: "Is it called Bat Tooth? So hastily named it?"

Cocklebur gave a cold "hmm".

Langling shook her head while laughing, touched the handle, and handed the dagger to Xan'er's hand: "Take it."

Xanthium finally turned her head around, giving Lang Ling the feeling that she finally looked him in the eye.

But he didn't answer, and looked straight at Langling silently, expressionless, as if he was thinking about some shady conspiracy this person had.

"Aren't you afraid...?" Xanthium voluntarily spoke for the first time after thinking to no avail.

"With this dagger, oh, bat tooth?" Lang Ling simply stuffed the bat tooth into his hand, "You can't hurt me."

His tone was very firm, imperceptibly there was a kind of self-confidence of a superior.

Cocklebur was silent for a while, and silently put away the bat tooth.

That's right, if even a killer who has lost his internal strength and is only holding a dagger and is still being watched by others can injure Lang Ling, then he, the Pavilion Master of Tingfeng Pavilion, may have made it to the end long ago.

This is also the reason why cocklebur does not resist.

He had no chance of winning, not even a tiny bit.

Langling didn't know what he was thinking, but felt that the guard on his body was slightly lessened, secretly thinking that this is a master who believes in swords but not in people, and felt a little uncomfortable, but after thinking about it, he felt ridiculous.

A killer who is not like this, I am afraid that he will die early.

Lang Ling shook her head, threw out those redundant thoughts in her mind, walked closer, and stretched out her hand to pull the outer robe of Xanthium annuum.

Cocklebur froze, subconsciously shrank back a bit, intending to avoid his fingertips.

Lang Ling's hand paused.He looked down at the cocklebur.

After all, he still resists physical contact with him.

"Let me see." He didn't realize that his voice had slowed down, as if he was trying to comfort some kind of frightened animal.

Xanth stared at him for a while, and finally let him open his skirt.

Looking at the imprints of last night's debauchery, Lang Ling finally felt a little awkward and bewildered.

He felt like he was being wounded by a beautiful beast, and that beast was still very wary of him, but he had caused the injury himself, so he needed to be healed no matter what, it was really serious.

Lang Ling touched those marks lightly, feeling a little regretful that the wound medicine that Chi Sui had given him had been lost somewhere, otherwise it might have come in handy.He clutched the hem of the cocklebur, his eyes drooped to think about something on his mind, suddenly he felt a gust of cold wind blowing, he asked casually: "Is it cold?"

Xanthium didn't say a word, but made a mistake backwards, and rescued his skirt from Langling's hands.

Lang Ling glanced at his pale face, and already had the answer in her heart, she just said: "Stretch out your hand."

Xanth hesitated for a moment, clenched the dagger tightly in his right hand, and slowly handed his left hand to Lang Ling.Lang Ling pulled his hand and felt that the skin in the palm was smooth and smooth, with only a thin layer of calluses on the fingertips. She could tell that it was a hand used to holding weapons. Slowly transfer your internal energy to him.

The gentle and mellow internal force dispelled the severe cold covering the body, and Xanthium pursed his lips, finally feeling that his stiff body regained some strength, and even the numbness was no longer so obvious.He seemed a little uncomfortable, and just as he regained some strength, he was anxious to withdraw his hand.

But Langling didn't let go, insisting on holding him for a while, before she stopped.

"Why did you lose your internal strength?" Lang Ling asked, brushing the broken hair on his forehead for him.

Probably feeling that this gesture was too intimate, Xanthium hid back and said flatly: "Poisoned."

Lang Ling's fingertips slid down and touched his blindfolded cloth: "This..."

"Blind." Cocklebur interrupted him, his tone still flat.

Lang Ling paused, and tentatively asked: "What is it..."

Cocklebur remained silent.

Lang Ling saw that he didn't want to go further on this topic, so she changed her words wisely: "Then why did you come here?"

"Collecting herbs, refining Gu." Cocklebur replied succinctly.

"When did you get poisoned?"

"Last night."

"But the poison near here?"

"No."

"How many days in the valley?"

"It's been a long time."

"How long is it?"

Xanthium hid back several times, but failed to avoid Langling's hand, frowned, and simply refused to answer.

Langling sighed secretly, and withdrew her hand with some regret.

He was quite vigilant, before he asked anything, this guy was keenly aware of his slightly disturbed mind, and stopped sending him messages.

Seeing that Xanthium was aware of her temptation, Lang Ling no longer expected to find out anything, and only analyzed the current situation according to Xanthium's words.

Collecting herbs to refine Gu, they say that there are many insect poisons in this place, but they must not be accompanied by precious medicinal materials, or there are things that can detoxify; neither being poisoned nearby but fleeing back here is enough to show that this place is at least safe; The source of water, there should be somewhere to get some food...

Langling was a little thirsty, so she brought another bottle of water to drink, glanced at the empty bottle, stood up, and planned to fetch some more water, but suddenly remembered something, and took the clothes of cocklebur to hand give him.

Xanthium took the clothes and suddenly said, "Is the interrogation over?"

Langling glanced at him, lowered her eyes: "Let's leave it at that, you don't want to reveal too much, do you?"

He paused for a moment, and then said, "Is there an antidote in this valley for the poison you have been poisoned by?"

Cocklebur pursed her lips and shook her head silently.

He still doesn't know what kind of poison he has. This Long Fog Valley is full of poisons. Although there are medicinal materials, it is better to say that they are poisonous weeds. Most of them can only be used to fight poison with poison. have no idea.

Langling was not very proficient in medicine, since the cocklebur shook his head, he definitely had no reason to be brave, but just wrote down the matter, and was going to go back and ask Chi Sui.

No one spoke for a short time, and the air became silent, only the rustling sound of cocklebur getting dressed.

Lang Ling took a sneaky look, and saw the faint traces of ribs under the thin clothes of Cocklebur, and once again felt that this person was too thin.

But his figure is really good, without any frivolity, his waist is thin and his legs are long, he is thin and powerful.

It's just that there are many sores left by swords on his body. Even if they have healed, leaving shallow scars, it is not difficult to see how dangerous the injury was.

"You are lucky." Lang Ling turned her face away and said lightly.

Cocklebur paused, fell silent for a while, and continued with its actions as if nothing had happened.

It was as if he hadn't heard Lang Ling speak.

Lang Ling had already seen that he didn't like to communicate with others, and he had a taciturn temperament, so she wasn't annoyed, but thought for a moment, and asked, "Are you planning to leave the valley?"

Xanthium responded this time.He gave a low "hmm".

"I'll take you out of the valley, how about it?" Lang Ling looked far away, staring at the mist, "You are in such a situation, it is absolutely impossible to get out of this forbidden area safely."

"The price." Cocklebur said lightly.

"Just assume you paid last night." Langling said softly, "After leaving the valley, each of you will say goodbye, and you will not owe each other."

Cocklebur fell silent again, and did not speak for a long time.

"This matter is my fault." Lang Ling thought he remembered those bad experiences last night, and rubbed his temples with a headache, "Forget it, this deal is unfair to you..."

"Long Fog Valley is dangerous." Xan'er said abruptly.

Langling was taken aback for a moment, and looked at him in surprise.

"To go outside the valley, you need to avoid insects and snakes, cross dangerous valleys, and break through poisonous miasma." Xanthium probably spoke such a long word for the first time, paused, and then continued, "It's not easy to live alone, take me, you need Double the trouble."

Lang Ling understood, and her eyes gradually became sharper: "You... want to make a new deal?"

"The old things are over." Cocklebur ignored him and just said, "I don't believe you."

That's right, how can a one-night stand be trusted, or in that situation.It's just... It turns out that there are really people who don't care about themselves that much.

Lang Ling shook her head, and quickly restrained her emotions: "Then, how do you want to change?"

"Detoxification." Xanthium looked at him, afraid that he would not understand, and added, "For you."

Lang Ling was slightly startled: "The poison from last night...hasn't been solved yet?"

Cocklebur nodded silently.

Lang Ling didn't feel that the cocklebur lied to him.As soon as he thought that the poison that entrapped people hadn't been dissolved, he became uncomfortable, took a few steps, lowered his eyes to cover the dark light in his eyes: "Okay, deal."

Cocklebur heaved a sigh of relief.He touched the bat tooth, tore off a piece from the corner of his clothes, and slowly wiped the blade of the dagger.

For now... it's safe.

he thought silently.