Only my golden finger has bugs in the world

The view is full of emerald green, the mountain is not too high but the trees are well arranged, the vegetation is fresh, and the surrounding grass orchids are dotted.In spring and summer, it is the time when all things are revived. Several butterflies stay among the flowers and plants.

I don't know if it's a cloud or a mist halfway up the mountain. It looks like a fairyland.

The blood spilled from the corner of the lips one after another, and fell into the water, blurring a smoky color.But what Si Yan could see in front of his eyes was only a hazy mist, and it was not until a long time passed that the mist finally dissipated a little from his eyes.

His fingers trembled slightly, and Si Yan took a few hard breaths. His injuries this time were indeed extremely serious. The wounds on his chest and shoulders looked scary, but they were actually not serious. They could heal in a few days of cultivation, but the hidden wounds in his body But it has gone beyond control and deteriorated.

It is really unimaginable that two completely different forces, vitality and destruction, can exist in one human body at the same time.

The sinister but scorching power is still spreading wantonly in the body. It was just some difficult fire poison, but with the malicious help of heaven, it has changed its nature.It carries a trace of destructive energy, like a parasite, as if it has seen something tonic,? It greedily sucks the vitality and aura of the host, and it goes deep into the bone and is difficult to remove.

The hazy smoke surged up again, because the Lingfu lacked enough spiritual power, the destructive power in his body was already hard to suppress, and it was expanding inch by inch, slowly eating away at his already fragile body.

There was a sudden sharp pain in his body, his eyes went black, and the blood overflowing from his lips spread into a line of blood on his frosty chin, but the hand that was originally raised was lowered heavily, and his consciousness fell into a deep sleep.

Before his half-closed eyes fell into the darkness, he vaguely saw two light and slim figures stopping in front of him.

"Girl, this is it. This man is covered in blood, and he appeared strange again. I couldn't make up my mind, so I invited the girl here." Looking at the man in black lying on the edge of the hot spring, the little maid Qing Ya's delicate and immature face He looked a little panicked, but he still remembered the girl's instructions and pretended to be calm, at least it was enough to bluff people outside just now.

It turns out that this is a very elegant small courtyard, located on the top of the mountain, with a very beautiful scenery.There is an irregular oval-shaped hot spring pool in a corner of the courtyard, surrounded by rockery for shelter, as well as flowers, trees and green grass, which is quiet and beautiful.

The milky white liquid in the hot spring was gurgling and flowing, and wisps of cloud and mist were constantly flowing in the air. The originally very comfortable and comfortable environment appeared out of nowhere, a blood-stained black-clothed man of unknown origin.

Although this mountain is located in a remote suburb, it is a hot spring resort opened by a very famous wealthy businessman in Chu State, and it is a place for entertainment for dignitaries in the southern capital.

There are exquisite courtyards with different characteristics built inside for the nobles who come here for leisure and vacation.There are hot springs, inns and restaurants, and various other interesting and fun things.As soon as it was launched, it received a warm welcome. It is very popular in Nandu, and it is even so popular that you need to make an appointment in advance. If you don't have enough identity or don't have an invitation card, you probably don't even have the qualifications to enter.

Today, the owner of the villa spent a lot of money to invite their girls to live here. I heard what Zheng Jialou called it a star effect.

Therefore, Jiu Niang, the most beautiful woman in the world, lives in the courtyard with the best scenery on the top of the hot spring villa.

As a city famous in the southern capital, and even famous in the whole Chu country, she is stunning.Ruan Qingli doesn't need to show her face, the slender figure wearing a veil just needs to stop, and a hand that is as white as white jade occasionally exposed is enough to make the youngest, proud and most talented poet in Chu State lose his soul, willing to stay in the Nandu is crazy about her, and writes poems to praise her, praising her complexion that can rival the sun and the moon.

Qingya came to the hot spring first to clean up the affairs for the girl, so that the girl can enjoy the spring water comfortably, but unexpectedly found an injured man lying in the spring.The guards of this hot spring villa are also considered strict. How can a strange man break into the other courtyard where the two weak women live, how can she not feel afraid in her heart.

The woman in scarlet clothes bent slightly, and the skirt was blown by the breeze, and the layers of pink waves covered the hazy and beautiful figure of the beauty.A white and slender white hand in Liuyun, like a soft and boneless woman's palm gently reached out, as if intending to disperse the remaining cloud and smoke.

She lowered her eyes, the skin exposed on her cheeks and arms was comparable to white porcelain, and her hair, which was as soft as a pile of clouds, was slightly loose. She only wore a simple green jade hairpin, and her black hair reached the ground. Like a fairy concubine coming out from behind the painting.

Only when the southern capital, known as the land of splendor and prosperity, is a hotbed of elegance and rich in gold and powder, it is possible to pamper and nurture such beauties who are all over the country.

Qing Ya knows that her daughter is always kind-hearted, and when she encounters an injured person, she will most likely choose to rescue her.It's just that she is timid and thinks a lot after all. When her thoughts diverge, the more she thinks, the more afraid she becomes. She tugged at the corner of her girl's skirt and said,

"I'm afraid it's not a bad person." This hot spring villa is full of high-ranking officials, if this person is some kind of assassin who assassinated a high-ranking official, they saved him, wouldn't it be a waste of time to cause trouble.

"This white hair really looks like a monster. I'm afraid this person's identity is not simple. Otherwise, girl, let's leave this matter alone and hand him over to the owner of the villa."

The woman in scarlet clothes had a clear and melodious voice, with shining eyes, and there was something touching in her babbling, "Since he collapsed in the yard where I live, it is fate, if you don't save him, you will not live up to this fate,"

Gently brushing away the snowy hair on the forehead of the person in the water with slender fingers, revealing the true face underneath.

Ruan Qingli was absent-minded for a moment.

If someone else has white hair as flawless as frost and snow, they may be in danger of being regarded as a monster, but the person in front of him will not.

His face is as beautiful as a fairy, his lips are extremely pale, and his eyes are tightly closed. The snowy hair that originally symbolized the strangeness made him look like a high-ranking nine-day god, out of the dust and illusory.

The man in the water lowered his head and rested his arms, and his body was unconsciously leaning against the wall rock of the hot spring. Not only the frosty hair stuck to his forehead, but even his black clothes were tightly stuck to his body. , as if he had fallen into a deep coma.

While the breeze was blowing, a delicate and charming crabapple flower fluttered over, and silently stopped on the index finger knuckle that was as white as beautiful jade, as if it had been carefully carved by gathering the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Ruan Qingli's eyes were originally beautiful, with ice and snow in them, but after looking at them for a long time, you will feel that the ice and snow melted and smudged, turning into a pool of spring water that is constantly rotating, and at this time, the spring water is more and more sparkling moving.

When Ruan Qingli's eyes glanced over the glaring red streak around her lips, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and her attention was instantly attracted: "That's it?"

The blood that spread from the lips gradually smudged into a white mist, congealing into a beautiful and beautiful color.

The hanging hand was weak, fragile, and limp, but it was covered with mottled scars of varying shades.Ruan Qingli looked at her downcast eyes, and couldn't tell what kind of feeling she felt in her heart, maybe she couldn't bear the new snow and dust, maybe she couldn't bear such an amazing person to suffer such harm, fearing that he would leave forever.

She could only take out a pure white brocade handkerchief from her sleeve, and gently squeezed the handkerchief to wipe away the blood gushing from the man's lips.

She was originally a person who paid great attention to cleanliness, but at this time she didn't care about the blood stains on the man's body, she lifted his hand with difficulty and put it on her shoulder, as if she was going to help him up.

"Qing Ya, come and help him, and help him into the inner room together. He is seriously injured, and the wound on his body needs to be treated immediately." Although this man looked thin, he was a big man after all, and Jiu Niang carried him alone It was very strenuous, she panted slightly, and called out to the little maid who was still in a daze.

"Oh, girl, I'm here." Qing Ya patted her stiff face, and then nimbly carried most of the weight for Ruan Qingli.

"Originally Patriarch Zheng's price was only enough for me to stay for one night. You go and tell Patriarch Zheng that the spring water here is very nourishing. I am very happy and will stay here for three days without extra money."

"Also, Qing Ya, you can fetch the best sore medicine and gauze in our pack, and ask for a bucket of boiling hot water. When the steward asks, just say that I want to use it, and don't make a fuss and alert others .”

The two of them worked together to help the injured man to the bed in the side room, Ruan Qingli frowned slightly, with a solemn expression, and ordered the somewhat rash little maid Qing Ya.

In the exquisite and small wing room, the window sills are opened, flowers with dew are placed in the celadon vase, and incense pills made of high-quality spices are burning in the dark golden animal head incense burner, floating upwards. The cloud-like white smoke covered the whole room with a layer of fresh and elegant sweet fragrance.

The person on the bed was still in a deep sleep, his snow-white skin was almost transparent, his desolate frosty hair spread out like a gauze, his lips were pale and pale, and the morning light shining through the window sills his face. There was a bit of vivid warm color, but the long and crow-feather-like eyelashes drooped down on his face, without the slightest tremor.Such a fragile butterfly-like appearance seems to be about to shatter in the next moment.

With a "squeak", the door opened, Ruan Qingli came in with the boiled soup, her movements were cautious, as if she was afraid of disturbing the rest of the person on the bed.

Glancing at the figure still in a coma, Ruan Qingli's eyes flashed disappointment, and she put on the table the soup that was neither hot nor cold, just right for her mouth.Perhaps she didn't even realize that the beauty with black eyebrows slightly frowned showed all the worry on her face.

Ruan Qingli wore it on her chest, and the jasper pendant hidden under her clothes shone slightly, and a deep female voice sounded in her ears at the right time, "Qingli, most men in the world are unlucky people, I will not hinder you from saving him, but you must Don't be tempted by him."

"Mother-in-law, Qingli knows, I just can't bear it."

The author has something to say: Kavinka's inspiration, hard coding, see if I can finish coding the chapter I owe tonight, if I can't finish coding, I will release it on Tuesday.

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I have something to say to Yin Immortal who fell into the secular world: What about my senior brother?