Proudly follow your heart

He actually drank that cup of leftover tea, Jun Zhanran looked at him for a long time, thinking that Nangong Cang Ao believed that the one he drank was safe.

He guessed like this in his heart, but pointed to the cup and asked him, "Aren't you afraid that there is poison in this cup?"

If there is one, there may be two. It is not impossible to be poisoned again, but Nangong Cang Ao raised his sleeves, "Could it be that you will be poisoned again? You need to detoxify, so why bother to poison, isn't it unnecessary?"

After explaining the reason, he raised his eyebrows and blinked again, "Besides, I feel much better." In other words, there was really nothing else in the cup.

This blink of an eye is different from Nangong Cangao that day. It is somewhat surprising, and what is even more strange is that he does not feel awkward. Jun Zhanran has nothing to say for a while, but Nangong Cangao put away his smiling face at this moment. , "The poison has been cured, it's my turn to heal your wounds."

At this time, the sky was completely dark, and only figures could be seen in the study room, and the slight surprise on Jun Zhanran's face was covered under the shadow. It had been a few days since Nangong Cang Ao went down the mountain after being poisoned. Today he just came to ask for the antidote, and the poison was dispelled as soon as he took the antidote, he couldn't help but be shocked by the depth of his inner strength.

"The name of the medicine is half-dissolved, more than half of the internal force will be weakened, and you will not be able to control yourself. In the mild case, the true energy will wander around, severely injuring the meridians, and in the severe case, the fire will become mad, and all martial arts will be lost." As an explanation, Jun Zhanran explained the toxicity one by one. It is clear, "But the symptoms will only last for a period of time. The time varies from person to person. Yingshuai has great internal skills. When he was poisoned, he fought with others, but he only tore a sleeve."

While he was speaking, Nangong Cangao had already arrived in front of him, "Should this be considered a compliment? It's not easy to get these words from Lord Jun."

"Am I being harsh?" Jun Zhanran couldn't help asking.

"There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that the owner of Wulou is not good at conduct, but has extremely high requirements for things. He is paranoid. He doesn't like beauties, and he doesn't like calligraphy and painting, but he has the stunning beauty of the whole building, and the shelves are full of disappearances. Tell me, is this weird? ?" Asking Jun Zhanran about his own rumors, Nangong Cangao didn't know if it was a joke or on purpose.

"I don't know, so I became a Jianghu man too." Jun Zhanran didn't care about being said about his legs, but cared about something else.

"With a cloud-turning hand, how can you not be considered a Jianghu person, not to mention that wherever there are people, there is a Jianghu person. From the time you poisoned and killed the provocative bandits on the mountain, you are considered a Jianghu person." He does not see himself as a Jianghu person. , Do you only think of yourself as a businessman?

This person is really surprising, he raised his hand, "I'm going to heal your wounds, Lord Jun, do you have any objections?"

"The cloud-turning hand was taught by someone, so I learned it. What's the big deal? It's just for self-protection." Jun Zhanran slid his seat into the empty space of the room place.

The chair is made of red copper wood like the table case. The back of the chair is higher than ordinary ones, and various patterns are carved on it, extending to the top of the two metal wheel axles made of unknown materials. The two metal wheels are wrapped It is covered with a layer of animal fur, black in color, and it touches the ground silently. If you put your hand on it, it should be very smooth.

There was a cushion behind Jun Zhanran and a thin blanket on his knees, just like that day, even in this early summer, he never removed it, covering his obviously weak legs.

"Fanyun hand has been lost for a long time. Many people have never even heard of it. I am a little curious. I don't know who Jun Lou's teacher is." Like chatting, Nangong Cangao raised his palms while talking , "Remove your true energy so that I can heal your wounds."

Withdrawing the internal force is somewhat dangerous. If the other party plots something wrong, he may die if he takes advantage of the opportunity to attack, but Jun Zhanran did not hesitate at all, and did as he said, while replying, "I don't have a master."

It is absolutely unreasonable to say that someone taught him before, but now he says that there is no master, but Nangong Cang Ao did not press the question, sticking his hands to Jun Zhanran's heart.

I could only hear a laughing voice coming from the front in the darkness, "If I intend to harm you right now, I don't know what you plan to do?"

"If you intended to harm me, you wouldn't have expended your internal energy to stabilize my injury just now." Jun Zhanran's answer was exactly the same as Nangong Cangao's before, and he replied slowly, "You want to save people and harm people, so why bother. "

In the dark, Nangong Cangao couldn't help laughing when he saw his expression when he answered this sentence, "Where is there wine, I want to have a few drinks with Master Jun!"

"I want wine, of course there is plenty of it, but Yingshuai still has to heal my wounds first, so that I can get the strength to take out the pear blossom brewing I hid." This sentence was a bit joking and light, but when Jun Zhanran said it, it seemed It is always flat and light, but at the same time it still has an indescribable taste.

I don't know why, this is quite to Nangong Cang Ao's appetite, no more to say, slowly practicing, Jun Zhanran withdrew his own internal energy, and felt a hot current from Nangong Cang Ao, directly reaching the heart.

Different from other people's methods, Nangong Cangao went straight to his heart. If he really wanted to do something at this time, he would have no power to resist. He only needed a few percent of his internal strength to shatter his heart. Even a god would have difficulty returning The power of heaven.

That's why even though Jun Zhanran said it lightly, but at this point, it is still more risky than drinking a cup of leftover tea.

But Jun Zhanran did this. Withdrawing the true qi that protected his heart, and letting Nangong Cangao put his hand on his chest, the feeling of putting his life in the hands of others must be quite subtle, but You can't tell from Jun Zhanran's face at all.

Nangong Cangao thought that he would think about it for a while, weigh the pros and cons, or call a few more people, but he agreed so readily, he naturally did not hesitate, while slowly urging his internal energy to heal his wounds, while secretly looking at this wheelchair-bound man. Jun Zhanran, who was famous in Jianghu, didn't even realize that he was a Jianghu person.

There was no light on, and the study room was completely immersed in the night. An upright and handsome face was slightly pale in the darkness. Judging from the skeleton of his shoulders, if he stood up, he should be slender. His eyebrows are very thick, but he is very tall. , the sword eyebrows entered the temples, revealing a bit of sharpness.

Nangong Cangao thought that although Jun Zhanran was indifferent on the surface, he should be a stubborn person in his heart.

No matter what happened, as long as he is Jun Zhanran's guest in Wulou, there is no reason to be arrested and questioned casually... He still remembers that sentence, and the person who can say this sentence must be Very proud.

It is a pity that such a stubborn and proud person has a disability. It is simply a joke from God. I don't know what Jun Zhanran feels, or this is the reason for his indifference on the surface.

Putting palms together, Nangong Cang Ao could feel the undulations of the texture under the clothes only through the single clothes, and there was a faint scent of incense on the clothes, which showed that Jun Zhanran must be very particular about many things.

The internal force was slowly mobilized and dispersed from the heart veins, and the pain in the internal organs injured by the sun-shielding knife gradually eased. Jun Zhanran's heartbeat was also very stable, and he could feel it with the hand on his chest. The beating of the heart, even if the life is in the hands of others, and that person has just met twice, the rhythm is not chaotic at all.

If Nangong Cang Ao was only a little interested in Jun Zhanran at first, he is now in admiration.

"Okay, how do you feel?" Withdrawing his hand, Nangong Cangao asked him in the dark, just as Jun Zhanran was about to speak, he felt a sweetness in his throat, fell forward, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

The door was pushed open at this moment, and when Xiao Hu pressed a certain mechanism, a few bright pearls appeared on the wall, and the study room was suddenly filled with soft light. Under the light, only one more person could be seen in the room. Zhanran's shoulder, but Jun Zhanran fell forward, and the blood splashed on the man's black clothes right in front of Xiao Hu's eyes.

"Come here!! The host is in danger!!" Seeing this scene, Xiao Hu shouted anxiously, a flying ring whined and flew towards Nangong Cang Ao, the sound was like a ghost crying.

"Xiao Hu!" It was too late for Jun Zhanran to stop him, but Nangong Cangao swung his saber, the flying ring hit the scabbard, and bounced back at a faster speed than the incoming force, making the ghost cry even louder.

Looking at the coming momentum, how could Xiao Hu dare to block it? He saw that the other person in the study was actually Nangong Cang Ao, and he didn't dare to answer it. He backed away again and again until he retreated outside the room. on the wall.

"Nangong Cangao, are you trespassing on the fog tower again?!" After seeing the situation in the room clearly, Xiao Hu was no longer in a hurry, the host looked fine, and seemed to be better than before, knowing that he was being reckless just now.

"What are you talking about trespassing? I didn't meet anyone to stop me, so how can I count it as trespassing? I just came to find you, Lord Jun, for a drink." Nangong Cangao raised his hand after brushing off his sleeves, not caring about the blood stains on it. , Xiao Hu's flying ring came into his hand with a whirring sound from the wall, and threw it back to Xiao Hu.

Catching his "ghost cry", Xiao Hu didn't know whether to say thank you, or to swear a few words.No one intercepted?Liar!It must be that the guards didn't see anyone at all, so how can they stop them!

It's all right here, but when Xiao Hu yelled, the guards in the building rushed up one after another, a group of people were mighty, and Luo Qian ran first, "How is the landlord?! Who dares to trespass on the Wulou Tower?" !"

The shouts came from far and near, and there were the footsteps of dozens of people. A burst of murderous aura came with the shouts. The sun-shielding knife seemed to be sensed and buzzed lowly. Jun Zhan frowned, "Xiao Hu!"

Seeing his straight face, Xiao Hu knew that the landlord was already upset, "It's the subordinate's fault, he shot without asking, but it's really..." He compared the pool of blood on Bi Nangong Cangao's body.

It was too late to say anything now, Luo Qian led people to the study, the guards of the whole mountain were on alert, and the whole Wulou was surrounded heavily, Nangong Cangao nodded in approval for the quick response.

"I made Yingshuai laugh." Seeing such a big commotion, Jun Zhanran felt a little headache, but the headache was a headache, and he still had to drink the promised wine, "You all go down, and you, Luo Qian, stand there in a daze do what?"

"The landlord..." Luo Qian looked distressed, glanced at Nangong Cang Ao who was standing aside, hesitated to speak, he was standing at the door, then turned his head and looked in the aisle.

When he saw this, other people also looked over one after another, and then showed a strange expression, a bit sympathetic, a bit regretful.

"What are you still looking at?" Jun Zhan was impatient, but Xiao Hu understood, and said in a low voice, "The landlord, it's Miss Liu."

After finishing speaking, he showed the same expression as the guards behind Luo Qian.