The bright moon sits on the ground

Nie Qiu asked, "Can't bear it?"

Here we go again? The culprit asked innocently who caused the trouble.

In fact, this matter is very simple.

Who can sit still in front of the person he likes?

In short, Fang Qisheng will never be able to do it in this life, and he is not a saint.

They told each other their love, kissed each other, went to the lantern festival, watched the fireworks, and gave each other tokens, but in the next few days, they had to leave the imperial city because of the shit that Qi Qianyuan made, and there were many people in the carriage. ? This one in my family is also a thin-skinned one. He refused to give her a kiss. After holding back for a few days, she finally kissed her... Tell me, who can resist doing other things?

Fang Qisheng pressed Nie Qiu on the soft couch, his voice was completely hoarse, and asked him, "Can you bear it?"

Then he stretched out his hand to touch it, hesitated for a moment with his originally determined eyes, and tentatively touched it again, as if he didn't believe in evil.

Nie Qiu told him with practical actions that he really could bear it.

"I believe your sentence, 'You are the one who suffers in the end, not me'." Although Fang Qisheng felt uncomfortable all over, it was not as shocking as he was at this moment. "What's the matter with you? Little girl really Become a little girl?"

What he said was cryptic, but Nie Qiu understood it.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Nie Qiu gently lifted Fang Qisheng's lips with his fingers, and rubbed his fingertips on his canine teeth, feeling the hard and sharp teeth under his hands, like some kind of carnivorous beast, "Shengsheng, ?Your teeth are really sharp."

It hurts to kiss, and it hurts to bite, what's wrong with that.

Just after thinking about it, Fang Qisheng's hand suddenly became heavy, and Nie Qiu's scalp felt numb, and the pain went straight to the sky. It doesn't matter whether it's light or heavy, are you really going to destroy me?"

Nie Qiu endured the pain, took a few deep breaths, finally calmed down, and gave Fang Qisheng a non-threatening look.

Fang Qisheng: "Wrong. Continue next time."

"You sit." Nie Qiu pressed his temples, feeling dizzy, "I'll help you out. You are not allowed to do this kind of thing again before returning to the Demon Cult. Put away your little thoughts, understand? If you agree, nod your head .”

The coachman was not deaf, so he naturally heard the conversation inside.

Under Dian Dan's adoring eyes, he found a remote place without changing his face, led the carriage over, and said to the inside, "Master, right protector, let's rest here for a while", regardless of the people inside. Is there any other time to listen to his words? He jumped out of the carriage, folded his arms and leaned against a tree trunk in the distance.

Of course, it was impossible for Dian Dan to stay there and listen to the corner, so he also got out of the carriage.

Fang Qisheng should have agreed, and a fool would not agree.

His thoughts wandered, and he began to think wildly.

After all, the carriage was parked there, far away, and he didn't know what was going on inside. He and the coachman seemed to have seen some savage beast, and they were afraid to avoid it, so they hid far away.

I don't know how long it took, Fang Qisheng finally got out of the carriage refreshed.

Dian Dan smelled a faint smell of heather on his body, so he took out a small bottle from the bag, which contained crushed mint grass, and asked him to apply it on his wrists. After a short while, the cool breath was gone. Can overwhelm the previous taste.

"By the way, where's the right protector?" Dian Dan asked casually as he watched Fang Qisheng wipe mint grass on his body.

Fang Qisheng replied casually: "Go wash your mouth."

Shouldn't have asked, really.

Dian Dan retreated to the side, thinking that the carriage had just passed a clear stream, and Nie Qiu should have gone there.

Fortunately, the creek was not far away, and Nie Qiu moved quickly, and came back not long after.

Not only did he have water stains on his lips, but the piece of fabric at the skirt was also wet, and the color was darker, so it was easy to see.

After Nie Qiu came back, he opened his mouth and asked if they had any food with them. Fang Qisheng quickly took out a piece of candied fruit, and before he could refuse, he put it to his lips. Nie Qiu looked at him and had to eat the candied fruit. go down.

When climbing back into the carriage, Dian Dan heard Fang Qisheng ask, "Very bitter?"

Nie Qiu was still chewing on the sweet and greasy candied fruit, and his voice was vague: "It's okay, but it's a bit fishy. It's not very good after all."

The next moment, the coachman conjured up a bunch of crispy dates out of nowhere, and handed them into the carriage with a blank expression.After receiving the bag of crispy dates, Nie Qiu tightened the curtain to isolate the coachman, Dian Dan and the two of them.

Today is already the fourth day. According to Zhou Ru, it will take another two days to reach the main rudder of the Demon Cult.

Nie Qiu thought that there might be some danger on the road, but four days passed without seeing anything—only two days ago, the driver went to the town to buy dry food and came back, telling them that the imperial court had released He got the news of the emperor's death, and ordered Nie Qiu to be arrested—but the portrait didn't look like it for some reason.

After asking, Fang Qisheng replied: "I sent someone to guard it secretly. What's more, now that the people from Zuihuanmen have come to protect the carriage tightly, there shouldn't be any accidents."

After a pause, he said again: "You really don't want me to help you?"

Nie Qiu was terrified when he thought of Fang Qisheng's sharp canine teeth. How dare he ask him to help, so he leaned over and kissed him, which was considered comforting, and declined, "No, I don't have much contact with this kind of things on weekdays, so I live a pure heart. Indifferent, wanting nothing. If you really want to help me, then wait until next time."

Next time is a useful word, tomorrow can be the next time, and the sea can be the next time.

In short, Fang Qisheng was deceived. Seeing Nie Qiu's firm attitude, Fang Qisheng didn't mention it again.

As soon as Nie Qiu felt relieved, he covered his mouth and nose and sneezed.

Of course not because of guilty conscience or anything.

He leaned over again, sniffed Fang Qisheng carefully, and asked, "What's this smell...peppermint?"

"Well, Dian Dan just brought me some mint leaves."

"I still prefer your original taste."

Fang Qi became interested and asked him, "What is the smell on me?"

Maybe he couldn't distinguish the smell on his body, so Nie Qiu thought about his words and described: "It's like the aroma of burnt sandalwood; it's like cedar in the wind and frost, with a chill that hits the face. , but you can see sporadic vivid colors, full of vitality, calm and free and easy; after smelling it, there is also the smell of rust when fighting and fighting, with a bit of blood."

Although he described it so specifically, Fang Qisheng still couldn't figure out what it tasted like.

Moreover, the smell is so mixed, does it really smell good?He was skeptical.

"Speaking of which, you actually have a little fragrance on your body." Fang Qisheng said, "It's like the faint fragrance after midnight."

Seeing that Nie Qiu didn't understand at all, Fang Qisheng had no choice but to imitate Nie Qiu's description just now, explaining: "Like a frozen glacier, after the ice is cut open, the smell of gurgling water underneath. At night, Isn’t there no pedestrians on the street? It’s the feeling of nothing but silence, freshness and emptiness except for the moon and stars.”

Nie Qiu listened while eating the crispy jujube in his hand, and was about to say something when he heard Fang Qisheng add: "Now there is only the taste of crispy jujube - sweet or not? Give me a taste too."

Then he stuffed a crunchy red date in the past, and when Fang Qisheng licked his finger with the tip of his tongue, he suddenly felt a little moved.

Nie Qiu simply put all the dates into Fang Qisheng's arms, held his hand, and asked, "The one who just came to pick up Zhou Ru should be the head of the Zuihuan Sect, Duan Que, right? I heard Zhou Ru shout 'Magpie', are you calling her?"

Fang Qisheng nodded, "If it weren't for the fact that Duan Que is the head of the Drunken Huan Sect and Zhou Ru is the Left Protector of the Demon Sect, the two places are so far apart that it is difficult to see each other on weekdays, they would have already reached the point where they were talking about marriage But Duan Que, once you see her, you will understand that she is the kind of person who will not give up until she achieves her goal, so even if she came all the way to the Demon Sect, she still has to meet Zhou Ru."

In his last life, Nie Qiu had only heard about the notoriety of Zuihuanmen, but he didn't know that there was such a relationship between them.

Although the Righteous Way and the Devil's Cult are not at odds, and the two sides have been contending for decades without a fight, but the evil way that the Righteous Way fears and hates the most is not the most famous Devil's Cult, but the little Drunk Love Sect.

After all, the Demon Cult still has a conscience, and several leaders can still communicate normally.

But Zuihuan's door is full of women, and they are extremely hostile to men, let alone communicating, even if they take a second look, their eyeballs may be gouged out, their heads will be chopped off, and they will be hung on a tree trunk for public display.

The most frightening ones are the ten drinking girls of Zuihuanmen.

Speaking of this, we have to mention the origin of the name Zuihuanmen.

They brew wine with blood, use blood wine as medicine, all of them are highly poisoned, they can only relieve their pain with this blood wine brewed by some unknown method, it is more like poison than antidote, that crazy and obsessed look , clearly drinking poison to quench thirst.

The wine feeder is in charge of brewing wine, and she always holds a wine jar in her hand to catch blood; she always wears a short knife on her waist, with a dark groove in the middle of the blade, for bloodletting; He wears half a mask all the time to cover the coquettish patterns on his face caused by long-term exposure to poison, like vines growing wildly.

The age of these ten people, the oldest is 40 years old, and the youngest is 15 years old, all of them possess unique skills.

And the sect master needs to take all ten of them under his command before he is eligible to be the sect master, let's not mention it for now.

The master of the sect is also powerful, and so are the ten drinking girls. Based on these two points alone, the Drunken Huan Sect shouldn't be a small sect, right?

But it is indeed a small sect, the kind that can't make it to the top.

The reason why the Drunken Huanmen is frightening, but not a threat to the righteous way is that the Drunken Huanmen will never reject anyone, no matter if it is a woman who knows martial arts or not, as long as her heart is hurt by a man, she will die from then on. They can join if they are cut off from love, and Drunken Huanmen will open up a shelter, a paradise for them—they are very tolerant of women.

To sum up, the only threats to Drunk Happiness Sect are the Sect Master and the Wine Breeder, the others are nothing to be afraid of at all.

As for the man Duan Que, who is the head of the sect, has a favorite man, according to Fang Qisheng, the other people in the Zuihuan sect don't have much opinion. Although it won't talk to him, it won't hurt him either.

"By the way, I have to remind you in advance." Fang Qisheng squeezed Nie Qiu's finger and said, "Duan Que looks normal on the surface, but in fact he is also very crazy. Everyone in the Demon Cult has seen her because Zhou Ru It looks like a bloodbath of the orthodox sect, so if you see Zhou Ru encountering any unsolvable troubles, such as being kidnapped or injured, you'd better rush to save her before her."

"Otherwise, after Duan Que sees it with her own eyes, she will kill anyone directly regardless of anyone's dissuasion."