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This is a closed bedroom.

It is not located on the ground, so all the light in the house comes from arm-thick dragon candles and shark oil that can burn for years; it used to be the place where Xiao Jianshen came back to practice and built it, so All the original furniture in the house appeared to be very solid.

However, it is also a palace that looks quite luxurious.

Because after putting Fu Tinghuan here, Xiao Jianshen had asked someone to open the warehouse of the East Palace, and arranged it according to the other party's preference for Jinyuhuafu.

This is the first time Xiao Jianshen has stepped here in three days.Appearing here, of course, he didn't need to act weak in front of King Zhuang and Liang Quanliu, he put his hands behind his back, just glanced around the room, and met Fu Tinghuan who stood up and came out face to face.

There was not much resentment in the other party's expression, but in those bright eyes, there was an undisguised sharpness and coldness like a sharp sword.

He heard Fu Tinghuan ask: "Why didn't you just kill me? What else does the prince want from me?"

Xiao Jianshen: "..." This was the first time he heard Fu Tinghuan claiming to be so, and he felt a little strange.

He replied flatly in a tone of "I knew you would ask this way": "Why should I kill you? Don't all the clues of the tribute boat and the mountains and rivers be tied to you now?"

Sure enough.Fu Tinghuan just smiled.He casually shook the chain on his wrist, thinking about how to use the weight in his hand to negotiate with Xiao Jianshen. When he took out the chain on his body first, Xiao Jianshen suddenly raised his head and looked at Xiao Jianshen. He threw a silver object.

Fu Tinghuan raised his hand to catch it.I heard Xiao Jianshen say:

"The key to the chain. Have you changed your medicine in the past two days?"

While speaking, Xiao Jianshen had already stepped into the palace.He put his hands behind his back just now because he was carrying a lot of things.Now that he entered the room, he first put the package in his hand on the desk, then went to open the drawer in the corner of the room, and took out the untouched wound medicine and gauze inside.

Now he doesn't need Fu Tinghuan to answer him, he also knows that Fu Tinghuan hasn't changed his medicine.He took out the contents and walked to Fu Tinghuan's side. Seeing that he was still holding the key for some reason, he took the key back and opened the chain for Fu Tinghuan. The other party's shirt, ready to apply medicine for the other party.

Fu Tinghuan: "..."

Fu Tinghuan slowly raised his eyebrows.His heart has not wavered, and Xiao Jianshen's actions at this moment have given him a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

In the battle three days ago, the two fought several times, not only Fu Tinghuan who fell from the sky was covered in bruises, but now that he took off his clothes, he could see large bruises covering his chest and back, like a crack in jade.And on the left shoulder wrapped in gauze, even the blood oozing out had already dried up and became dull.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Xiao Jian couldn't help but frown.

He first untied the gauze he had wrapped on the other party three days ago, and applied the best trauma medicine on the long and narrow wound pierced by himself again, then took clean gauze and bandaged it again.Then poured the medicated oil into both hands, rubbed each other to warm up, then pressed on the bruised place on each other's body, and slowly rubbed it away.

Every different person has a slightly different preference for the same thing.

Fu Tinghuan soon discovered that Xiao Jianshen was also the one who bandaged him in a coma.

But these are insignificant and meaningless at this moment.

His gaze continued to be locked on Xiao Jianshen's body, and he went back and forth on the top of the other's head, neck, back... a total of thirteen vital points.Although he was seriously injured at the moment, his internal strength and body did not have any restrictions; although Xiao Jianshen was superb in martial arts, but with a sudden blow at a short distance, the outcome was unpredictable!

His internal strength has passed through the meridians in his chest, turned his arms, and then flowed to his fingertips.

He holds up his finger.

Just one click.

You die and I live!

Xiao Jianshen had already rubbed away the blood on Fu Tinghuan's body one by one. In addition to the bruises, there was also a faint blush on the other's pale skin.

He withdrew his hand just now, and when he did so, he glanced at Fu Tinghuan's palm that had sunk into the wooden couch unknowingly, and was somewhat surprised in his heart - he thought that this palm would fall on himself.

But such a surprise is obviously not better.

Xiao Jianshen just got up and was about to get up to deal with the pile of things he brought, when he heard a voice behind him, it was Fu Tinghuan who had gathered his clothes: "Where is my Bai Yuxiao?"

Xiao Jianshen turned around, and the other person's voice and face carried a slight hostility, which was much more vivid than the person he saw when he first came in.He didn't say much, and directly opened another cabinet in the room, and handed the Bai Yuxiao inside to Fu Tinghuan.

Fu Tinghuan took it absent-mindedly. His anger and resentment rolled back and forth in his heart. When he pressed his hand on the couch, the couch was forcibly slapped with palm prints; when he pinched Bai Yuxiao with his hand, the same strength Without canceling, the palm was cut open by the sharp point where Xiao Guan broke.

Blood dripped into Xiao Guan, Fu Tinghuan was lost in thought for a while before he realized it, and immediately relaxed, and wiped away the blood with his fingertips, but he touched the uneven spot. Feel.

He was stunned for a moment, took Xiao Guan out of his eyes and had a closer look, and found that where the blood was smeared, there were traces of twists and turns.Suspicious in his heart, he smeared all the inside of Xiao Guan with the fresh blood in his palm.

The pattern extends from the first position to the entire pipe wall, and the scattered lines become regular. If you look closely, the unevenness and ups and downs are just like mountains and rivers. It is a treasure that miniaturizes the terrain of mountains and rivers. Mitu!And part of them Fu Tinghuan has seen and is familiar with, and most people like him in this world have seen and are familiar with them.

It has a very famous name.

It's called Guhong Sword.The picture is hidden in the sword, the treasure is hidden in the picture, the Guhong sword that Guhong used when he came out of the world!

"...What is this!" Fu Tinghuan said, the first word was like a whisper, but the last word was like thunder.

"What did you say?" Xiao Jianshen raised his head.Just when Fu Tinghuan was examining Bai Yuxiao carefully just now, he had come to the desk, unwrapped the package he brought, took out all the memorials inside, and was reading the first book he dug out.It's one thing to pretend to be sick, and it's one thing to do things. You can't stop doing things just because you're pretending to be sick. But this time, in order to lure Liang Quanliu and King Zhuang, he led a group of people into the East Palace, hoping to do things safely. , so the only way to get all the copies of these memorials here is to read them.

Fu Tinghuan came to Xiao Jianshen in one step.His gaze was firmly fixed on Xiao Jianshen's face, back and forth, over and over again, as if he wanted to see the person in front of him through to the bones.He spread his hand, broke in half, and the white jade flute that was soaked in blood in the middle showing the secret map of the treasure appeared in front of Xiao Jianshen.

His chest rose and fell slightly, and even his fingertips seemed to tremble slightly uncontrollably. He said, "You said that the Guhong sword is not in your hand!..."

Xiao Jianshen: "..."

Is it true that the Guhong sword is not in my hand?Xiao Jianshen was simply baffled, he looked at the object the other party was angry with, and saw that the inner wall of the white jade flute he had given to Fu Tinghuan was smeared with blood, and a whole pattern of lines appeared!

This is something that Xiao Jianshen didn't know and didn't think about.He was even more puzzled, and when he looked closely, he found that the pattern engraved on the inside of the jade flute couldn't be more familiar, and it was clearly where he lived with his master for several years.And in the corner of this picture, there are two ancient characters written in 'Red Bone'.

First is the address of the master, then these two words, combined with this jade flute was also taken from the private treasury passed down to him by his master.Xiao Jianshen finally realized that he had found the memory of this thing from his huge inventory!

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the sleeve painted with dragon patterns lightly brushed across the table, and the fingertips under the sleeve touched the engravings in the white jade flute and Xiaoguan, with a little something that was not easy to distinguish because of something. There are too many complexities that I can't always remember. Pointing to the two small words engraved in the corner, I slowly recalled, and slowly said to Fu Tinghuan: "It's not called Guhong, it's called Red Bone."

With the memory of the original point, other memories linked to this original point will naturally emerge.

"'The tears of the lonely, the shadow of the lonely, the sorrow is broken, the purple sky is deep, and the mountains and rivers are falling?', 'The lonely Hong will come out of the world'?..." Xiao Jianshen thought about this sentence that was widely circulated in the world, and suddenly After waiting for a while, he said slowly, "It's not this sentence that I've heard before. It's just... Youren's tears, the shadow of a red bone. Sorrow breaks the purple whistle, and Liao sits and drinks sadly."

"It is a short poem written by my master in his youth to practice the ruthless way and cut his love for young green plums. On the day when the poem was completed, the master engraved the master's family secrets in the jade flute with inner strength, and the jade flute I left it with the other party as a token. But later, the other party’s relatives took this jade flute and asked my master to do something. My master will take this jade flute back after it is finished.”

But this line of poem and this story are all anecdotes collected and pieced together by him while arranging his relics and wandering around the rivers and lakes a few years after Nie Qiguang's death, because Nie Qiguang didn't tell him personally, and Nie Qiguang had already given away the white jade before his death. Xiao threw it in the warehouse and nearly grew mushrooms from the dust, so Xiao Jianshen didn't care at all. After checking it, he just listened to a story, and he forgot all about it in a blink of an eye, so he casually gave this thing to him at that time. Fu Tinghuan.

Of course he doesn't care now.

So after finishing speaking, Xiao Jianshen thought for a while, and said again: "Even if it is the Guhong Sword, it is not in my hands." His gaze met Fu Tinghuan's, and he calmly pointed out, "It is in your hands." hands."

Fu Tinghuan didn't speak.

A gleam of red flashed between his tightly closed lips, he suddenly turned his head and coughed, coughing up a mouthful of blood forcefully from his heart!

Xiao Jianshen: "..."

Was the other party's injury so much heavier than he imagined?

He couldn't explain the reason for the feeling that came up in his heart for no reason, but he moved his clothes, his robe shook, he stood up from his seat, came to Fu Tinghuan, and embraced the man who had spit out a mouthful of blood At the same time, he stretched out his hand to take the pulse and observed carefully.

From the day we met, every time Xiao Jianshen got close to Fu Tinghuan at a certain distance, Fu Tinghuan's body was always stiff and tense.

But this time, the two bodies joined together again, but the stiffness and tension eased slightly.

As ice turns to water, and fire turns to heat.

The hedgehog hid the thorns on his body again.