What's wrong with my mother adding special effects to my wife?

Xu Chuilu stroked the wrinkled hem of his clothes, walked up to Xiao Fangdao, crossed his hands and said, "The sect master saved me, and this disciple is very grateful."

"Ah."

Xiao Fangdao still kept his meditation posture, without lifting his eyelids, he only groaned softly from his nasal cavity as an answer.But this at least shows that she has no objection to her claim, and now, she is a new disciple who serves the suzerain to retreat.

She calmed down a bit, her eyes began to adapt to the dark light here, and the environment gradually became clear.

The surrounding area is empty, with no large furnishings, and the faint light is emitted from the candle lamps on the stone wall. Xiao Fangdao sits in the center of the flat brick floor, and his whole body is enveloped in the dimly shaking light, as if embedded in it. piece silhouette.

There are two clearest places on her body, one is the hair band tied behind her head, and the other is the tightly pressed lips under the nose, both of which show a sad red color, making the rest of the colors automatically set off against it .

Red is supposed to be the most intense and bright warm color, but in this gloomy and gloomy tone, it also degenerates into a gloomy ghost, showing a coldness that is contrary to its original temperament.

It shouldn't be like this.

Just like Xiao Fangdao shouldn't have a weak, pale, and weak side.

What she drew is obviously a...

[Host, this world faithfully reflects everything in your paintings, only you know best what kind of "power" you give her. ]

What else could it be?What she can draw is of course the appearance... the most temperamental is the most powerful. As for the inside, how can she control it?Could it be that it is because she focuses on Xiao Fangdao's appearance and eyes, while her body and muscles are relatively sloppy, and even deliberately made slender and slender, which led to Xiao Fangdao's "external strength but middle barrenness"?

Xu Chuilu stared at her bright red lips, feeling remorse and guilt in her heart.

Xiao Fangdao suddenly opened his eyes and met her gaze.

Even looking up from a low position, her eyes are still so sharp and calm.

"You're not dead, and I'm not going to die either. What's with this look?"

Xu Chuilu bowed his head quickly: "I dare not."

"What do you want from me?" She raised her jaw and stretched her snow-white neck, "I'm making too much noise here, making you rest?"

This inexplicable familiarity made her even more terrified.

"No, I'm... worried about the suzerain's safety."

Xiao Fangdao said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, the blood on the ground is my vomit, I have never been injured."

Xu Chuilu almost believed it - if there was no "pain" that accounted for 99% of the fan chart.

"It's disciple Yulu."

"However, are you really worried about me and came down in a hurry? Is there nothing else?"

Xu Cuilu knew that she would never believe that kind of hypocrisy, so she replied sincerely: "The suzerain said earlier that your safety is closely related to the lives of the disciples, how can I not be nervous. And...Although I am willing to serve the suzerain in retreat, but After all, you are just an ordinary person, you didn't leave the key to me, there are three urgencies, and you need to eat and drink, so this disciple wants to discuss this matter with the suzerain..."

Xiao Fangdao smiled even more intensely: "So you wanted to go out, but why did you jump down?"

"Uh?"

"Have you ever wondered how you're going to get there?"

superior……

She is stupid.

Seen from the bottom up, this place is at least ten meters high, the stone walls are flat and smooth, and there is no place to climb with strength. If her guess is true, Xiao Fangdao has temporarily lost his internal strength, has nothing to use, and no one to rely on. Are you going to be trapped here?

She looked at Xiao Fangdao with the last sliver of hope, and said anxiously: "The suzerain should... have a way?"

"I can't use my internal energy now, so I can't help you."

It’s over.

"However..." Xiao Fangdao changed the subject again, "There are tens of thousands of books of my Unfeeling Sect stored here, among which there are many lightness skills and footwork. If you learn one or two, you don't need to rely on others, and you can get out of trouble yourself."

Xu Chuilu spat secretly.

Learning light skills now?She thinks this is a martial arts game, can she comprehend it with one click and go to heaven in a second!

However, he could only smile humbly on his face: "This disciple has just started, how can I learn such profound martial arts? I will wait for the suzerain to recover. I just don't know... how long will it take?"

Xiao Fangdao seemed to be really amused, and the part representing pain in the fan-shaped diagram was greatly reduced.

"At least half a month."

Half a month, okay, after half a month her body will be completely cold.

"This...you see, if I lay my dead body on the spot, the suzerain might not be able to bear the smell. Is there really no other way?"

She exhaled slowly, and raised her sleeve to wipe away the blood on her lips.

"If you read the scriptures for me, you will recover faster."

Scripture?Could it be that she is really crazy?

Xu Chuilu didn't dare to show surprise, she lowered her head and said, "Okay."

"There are several rows in the middle of the west stone wall, you can read them at will."

She walked west according to her words, and when she got closer, she found that the stone wall several feet high was actually filled with wooden cabinets, and those thick classics were placed in it, densely stacked to form a wall of books.These books seem to be both old and new, exuding a cool fragrance of ink and paper.

After glancing at the titles on the spine, she quickly found the row of scriptures.

Thanks to the nine-year compulsory education, although I don't know much about the contents of the book, I still know the names of these Taoist classics.She chose the "South China Scripture" she was most familiar with, and after opening it, she saw the words "Xiaoyaoyou" on the front page, and finally found a little intimacy that she had not seen for a long time.

Holding the book and returning to Xiao Fangdao, she found that the other party had closed his eyes again.

The bones of this man are so well-developed that when he sits still, he looks like a quiet jade statue.She sighed lowly, and this extremely shallow sigh actually gathered a thin white mist—it was too gloomy and cold in the dark room.

Her gaze couldn't help but move to Xiao Fangdao's slightly open neckline, wearing only a middle coat, isn't she cold?

"Sovereign, is the "South China Scripture" acceptable?"

"Sit down and read, and find something to cushion yourself."

Hiss, did she read minds or did she hear her own breathing?

Grateful for her thoughtfulness, Xu Chuilu stopped being polite, touched a thin blanket under her body from a distance, and then chose a comfortable sitting position, put the book on her lap, and began to read aloud the scriptures.

"If the husband takes advantage of the righteousness of the heaven and the earth, and guards against the debate of the six qi..."

Her voice was neither pleasant nor unpleasant, it was nothing more than the common tone of the crowd, it was of no other use, but hypnosis was not bad.A quarter of an hour passed, Xiao Fang's saber remained motionless, and the fan-shaped diagram was also hidden. She didn't know whether the saliva she had consumed had any effect, but felt that her brain was short of oxygen and groggy, as if she had stepped into a state of ecstasy.

The sinking sensation of her head made her look up suddenly, and her sanity regained a bit of clarity, but the pages of the book were messed up, and she no longer remembered where she had just read.

Fortunately, the person on the other side didn't notice it.

She turned a page at random and was about to continue when she heard a warning voice.

"It refers to being poor for salary, and the fire is passed on, and you don't know its end."

……

Are you really listening?

"The disciples are useless, don't blame the suzerain."

Xiao Fangdao finally opened his eyes and looked at her, with an inexplicable smile on his lips: "It's useless, it's very useful."

……not good.

The pain in Xiao Fangdao's eyes did not diminish at all.

"I'm never going to sabotage again—"

"Unexpectedly, Miss Xu is not only knowledgeable, but also proficient in writing."

She was taken aback for a moment, and finally understood what Xiao Fangdao was doing.

How could reciting the scriptures speed up recovery? She wasn't the Virgin Mary alive, and she could be blessed by the common people with just a few words.Picking up books and studying are nothing more than testing whether she can read or not, and to what extent she is literate.

In this day and age, it is not easy to read and practice calligraphy. If she came from such a scholarly family, how could she be a showman in the market?

It's out of circle.

"...Before the family fortune fell, I learned a little bit."

Xiao Fangdao was noncommittal, and lightly touched the topic: "What are the two characters of your name?"

"Low droop, dewy dew."

She pinched a corner of the page on Xu Chuilu's lap with her fingers, and brought the entire "South China Scripture" to her side, and then closed the cover with a stroke of her palm.

"How did you get it?"

"..."

Is it time to start checking accounts?

"It was taken by my grandfather." Xu Chuilu replied truthfully, "When my grandfather heard the news of my birth, he was thinking of a name for this future grandson. He took a pen and wrote the word 'Xu' on the paper. Before he finished writing, I heard that... I am a girl. So he hesitated in writing, and after this pause, the sharp edge turned to the tail, and the last stroke of Xu's character also changed from 'hanging needle' to 'hanging dew'."

Xiao Fangdao's eyes were unclear.

"Chuilu is Zangfeng. Grandpa said that women should be Zangfeng, so I simply took this as my name."

It's not an interesting reason, Xu Chuilu didn't even know if Xiao Fangdao understood.

After a while, she heard the other party's sneer.

"You really listen to the teachings, Zang Feng..." She grabbed Xu Chuilu's slender wrist, and gradually closed her icy fingers, "Do you know that you are the only one who can enter this dark room besides me?" .”

Xu Chuilu suddenly tightened his breathing.

"I dare to let you in, firstly because you don't know anything about Jianghu and what I do, and secondly because, even if I lose all my internal strength, it's still easy to take your life. Xu Chuilu, how dare you?" Hid' to me, and I'll let you taste what it's really like to not see the light of day—"

The force on her wrist made her feel pain, but it couldn't make her fear.

Xiao Fangdao had no intention of killing her.

She was just venting, venting the kind of pain that drives people crazy.

The color used to express pain on the fan-shaped chart is a red that is as deep as thick ink, it occupies the entire circle, and it even has the tendency to spread and grow.

Pain should be an extremely complex emotion, it can easily provoke people's anger, madness, resentment, sadness... However, Xiao Fangdao's pain does not contain any aggressive malice, it is so single and pure.

Therefore, Xu Chuilu, who would tremblingly call out "Sovereign" when facing a deep hole, just kept calm and silent in the face of this threat of resentment.

Xiao Fangdao's breathing was chilly: "Aren't you afraid? Are you afraid that I'll kill you?"

She lowered her head, humble but not timid: "You won't."

"Heh... who said no?"

She pursed her lips, then looked up at the pale and beautiful face, and said firmly and gently: "The suzerain said, I will not die."

Silence flows, and when it flowed toward Xiao Fangdao without hesitation, her wrist regained its freedom.

This made her believe in this even more firmly——

she will not die.