The bright moon sits on the ground

Xiao Xueyang soon regretted it.

The voice of the watchman sounded outside the window, it was time to be ugly.

She always went to bed early, so as long as she fell asleep, she could sleep until dawn.

Today is an exception.

The sun will rise in two hours, but she doesn't feel sleepy, she just stared blankly all night with her eyes open.

He obviously wanted to sleep, but his body didn't listen.

Xiao Xueyang felt that his throat was very dry, and he felt uncomfortable all over.

She moved her fingers, wanting to get the medicine in her medicine box countless times, poured it down her throat, and swallowed it into her stomach.

Just choose the kind of medicine that is very effective, and forget it if you can't wake up.

She was thinking of giving up on herself, but she didn't dare to take it.

The medicine box was placed by the window, some distance away from the bed. If she wanted to get it, she had to get out of bed first.

Huang Sheng's martial arts foundation seems to be very good. I heard from Brother Nie that people like them wandering around the rivers and lakes can wake up immediately when there is a disturbance in the room, and respond immediately.

To be honest, Xiao Xueyang was still a little afraid of being accidentally injured by that golden whip.

No,? Judging by Huang Sheng's resentful look when he looked at her, Xiao Xueyang felt that it was probably not an accidental injury, but intentional.

Xiao Xueyang was very depressed,? But now it was just like this, she had no choice but to wait for the dawn.

Fortunately, there are a few snakes by my side.

She stretched out her hand to touch the giant cyan python beside her. The python spit out snake stars and rubbed its wet and smooth head against her hand. The hard and soft icy snake scales rubbed against her fingertips, making it itchy and comfortable.

The person on the opposite bed suddenly turned over.

Xiao Xueyang had been quietly watching Huang Sheng's side, and naturally noticed his movements.

Could it be that Huang Sheng wasn't asleep either?

Xiao Xueyang was overjoyed.

Turns out she wasn't the only one in the inn who couldn't sleep.

Thinking of this, Xiao Xueyang felt a lot more comfortable in his heart, and the depressed feeling was swept away.

Anyway, at least her goal has been achieved.

If you don't care about the bruises under your eyes when you get up the next morning.

Xiao Xueyang thought wearily, it was barely worth it.

All in all, neither of the two people in this room got a good night's sleep.

Let's talk about Nie Qiu and Fang Qisheng.

There are three main reasons why Fang Qisheng wanted to change rooms with Xiao Xueyang.

First, he and Huang Sheng slept in the same room. It would be good if Huang Sheng didn't torture him to death. He really didn't have any hope for the rest. Nie Qiu was more careful; second, Huang Sheng was afraid of snakes. Naturally, he couldn't let go of this opportunity for revenge; thirdly, Xiao Xueyang and Huang Sheng shouldn't be hurt if they were in the same room. After all, Huang Sheng has that personality. Xiao Xueyang didn't provoke him, and he wouldn't do it casually.

Lying on the bed and looking around, Nie Qiu was picking up the medicine that Xiao Xueyang had gone to the pharmacy earlier.

Fang Qisheng looked sideways for a while, and suddenly asked, "Have you considered it?"

There were only the two of them in this room, and he must have said this to Nie Qiu.

The straight back like a pine and cypress froze for a moment, the young man in white turned his head, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes, he pursed his lips and smiled, and replied: "I have no choice, don't I?"

"I want to hear from you."

Nie Qiu thought for a moment, put down the herbs in his hand, walked over a few steps, squatted by the bed and looked at him.

"Then... my lord?" He pronounced the words clearly, with a soft ending, his expression was serious, but his tone was teasing.

This is considered to be robbing someone from under the emperor's nose, and the robbed person readily agrees, abandoning the light and turning to the dark?

Fang Qisheng touched his chin, and accepted the "Master Master".

"Actually, you don't need to let Zhou Ru cut off my retreat." The person in front of him continued, his knuckle-knuckle fingers slowly slid across the black wood on the edge of the bed, and a slight sound came out from under his fingertips, "I There was nowhere to go.”

"If the leader is willing to take me in, then of course I will not refuse."

It took nearly a month and a half to change from "Fangdi" to "Guru".

Fang Qisheng looked down and saw that Nie Qiu's black hair lay softly on the bed, flowing down from the edge of the bed like a waterfall.

Perhaps because it looked really good in the hand, he couldn't help reaching out and touching it.

"Have you met Zhou Ru?"

The smooth and delicate long hair like satin rolled and twisted between his fingers, then slipped down from between his fingers, and stuck to his palm.

Nie Qiu nodded, "It was just two days ago."

That pair of peach blossom eyes slanted slightly to look at Fang Qisheng's hand, outlining the softness and haze of mountains and lakes.

"Zhou Ru came to the imperial city to negotiate with Jia's family," Fang Qisheng was rather upset, "Ji Wanghe is really a troublemaker."

He finally let go of the lock of hair and said, "? Zhou Ru should come to see me in a few days."

"Are you still going to Suzaku Gate?"

"No. Ji Wanghe doesn't have anything worthy of my condescension to go to Suzaku Gate."

"Then how soon are you going to return to the Devil's Cult?" Nie Qiu asked.

"I have nothing to do recently. I'll probably leave after recovering from my injuries in the imperial city." Fang Qisheng thought for a while, "Is there anything else you need to solve? I'll wait for you."

Yes, Qi Qianyuan, Qin Rongchong, and the Nie family.

Nie Qiu first told Fang Qisheng about Tan Rongchong's invitation, and then said, "I'm going to wait for the Lantern Festival in half a month."

Fang Qisheng had also heard of the famous Lantern Festival of Marriage in the Imperial City.

He didn't think for too long, and replied, "Okay, then I'll wait for you."

Although that night was probably the busiest night in the imperial city, Nie Qiu thought, but the excitement should have nothing to do with him.

Breaking with the Nie family, no matter how this matter is handled, it will make both sides unhappy.

So Nie Qiu tentatively suggested: "If you have time at that time, we can go together."

Of course, Fang Qisheng had nothing to do, so he readily agreed.

As the night darkened, Nie Qiu asked the waiter in the shop to boil the medicine.

Those that are used for internal use and those that are used for scalding and washing all exude a strong bitter taste.

After explaining the good news, Nie Qiu thought that Fang Qisheng might not be used to the bitter taste, so he ordered some candied fruit.

Back in the room, the two of them had nothing to do anyway, so they simply chatted.

Nie Qiu first asked Fang Qisheng how he made Shi Huang, the master of Baihumen, bow his head.

At this time Fang Qisheng was half leaning on the bed, leaning on a few cushions under his waist and back, his clothes were half untied, revealing his gauze-wrapped chest. Hearing this, he pointed to the tiger claw wound on his body, "That man Shihuang is just like that!" Character. The strong will be subdued, and the weak will be expelled, so it is not difficult to make him bow his head, just win him."

He has experienced the famous White Tiger Formation of the White Tiger Gate and Shi Huang's scimitar.

Shi Huang is a stubborn person, he doesn't care whether the current leader of the Demon Cult is the apprentice of the previous leader, or what he looks like, if he dares to step into his White Tiger Gate and wants him to bow his head, then he has to do it Good preparation for the test.

He didn't show Fang Qisheng any kindness at all, and Fang Qisheng couldn't show mercy.

It's what you said to fight, okay, then I will fight with you.

Nie Qiu looked at Fang Qisheng's criss-crossed scars and frowned, "He was too ruthless."

Haven't you thought about it, if the leader of the Demon Cult dies in Baihumen, what will happen to the Demon Cult after that?

Nie Qiu felt that he could not understand this point of the Demon Cult.

Fang Qisheng squinted his eyes and didn't care, "I'm also ruthless. If he is not ruthless, I'm afraid he will be beaten into a useless person by me. Huang Sheng said that after he received the news and came to Baihumen, what he saw was us The bloody look of the two of them. And I haven't stopped, he thought I really wanted to let Shi Huang die in Baihumen."

"I was in a coma at Baihumen for nearly five days, and Shi Huang was in a coma intermittently for ten days. When Youyou woke up, he spread the news that Baihumen surrendered. Soon he will go to the head of the Demon Cult to offer tigers in person. " Fang Qisheng said, "My master told me about Shi Huang's behavior, and I have met him several times, he is not the type to hold grudges."

He talked a little bit about what happened at Baihumen, and Nie Qiu could imagine how dangerous it was just by listening to his plain description.

"By the way." Fang Qisheng suddenly remembered another thing, "Do you still remember the few days when I left Xiayan City and went to Qinglongmen?"

Nie Qiu responded, "I remember."

"Although the entire Devil's Cult knows that my master came from Qinglongmen, and the chief rudder has always been close to Qinglongmen, but the appointment of the new leader is not a child's play, so even if the owner is my uncle, I have to go A cutscene."

He said: "One more thing, I went to discuss with him about the Right Protector."

The right protector is Nie Qiu's current position in the Devil's Cult.

Nie Qiu asked the doubts that had been hidden in his heart for a long time: "Why did you choose me as the right guardian?"

Fang Qisheng shook his head lightly, "The foundation of martial arts is definitely not bad; he uses a unique sword technique; his sense of hearing is different from ordinary people; he is also sensitive to things like Yin Qi; he has been approved by the Bu family and the head of the Bu family." Tongling; in Xiayan City, Qin Rongchong’s promise was obtained, with the Qin family as the backing; and now he is close to the daughter of Doctor Xiao...Nie Qiu, you think of yourself too lowly, you should ask me why I didn’t choose you as the Right protector."

There was one more thing Fang Qisheng didn't say.

If Nie Qiu showed a trace of resistance to the Demon Cult through his repeated temptations...

Good and evil are incompatible after all.

Maybe Fang Qisheng would not do anything to Nie Qiu because of the care he had given along the way.

But in the future, there is no need to meet again, and if we meet again, we will only be enemies.

With Nie Qiu's identity and background, as well as his sword skills, it is not impossible to become an example of righteousness.

"It's not in a formal occasion, and you don't need to call me the leader, you are the right protector." Fang Qisheng reminded, "You can just call me by my name as before."

Nie Qiu's thoughts wandered, and he subconsciously thought of the sentence in the restaurant in Xiayan City.

Deliberate and casual, Tan Rongchong couldn't help but misunderstand the "Shengsheng" of their relationship.

He coughed softly, hiding the embarrassment on his face.

Fortunately, the waiter in the shop just brought up the boiled medicine at this time, so Nie Qiu hurried to get it.

He specifically ordered to take a bath later, so the liquid medicine used for scalding was still frying, and it took about half an hour to bring it out.

Fang Qisheng's expression changed slightly when he saw the candied fruit that Nie Qiu put beside him.

Nie Qiu poured a bowl of pitch-black medicine, blew on it gently, and brought it to Fang Qisheng's lips when it was not so hot.

After acupuncture and moxibustion, the body is indeed much smoother, but it is impossible to say that there is no pain.

Fang Qisheng tried not to move, and drank Nie Qiu's hand.

It was quite bitter, but he was not afraid of the bitterness, so he just went all out and drank the medicine in the bowl in one gulp.

After drinking a bowl, Nie Qiu handed over the candied fruit.

Fang Qisheng originally thought it would be easier to drink all the medicine in the can, but since Nie Qiu handed it to his mouth, he couldn't refuse, so he took the candied fruit in his mouth as a matter of course, and the sweet taste spread from the tip of his tongue to his mouth .

The bitter medicinal taste gradually dissipated, replaced by the sweetness of fruit and honey.

With just such a bowl of medicine and a candied fruit, Fang Qisheng drank a jar of medicine slowly.

If Huang Sheng was in doubt, he would pour it into his mouth.

Fang Qisheng licked his lips, and collapsed on the bed with the quilt rolled up like a master.

Several shop waiters brought up the wooden basin full of liquid medicine, poured it into the bathtub, and took away the medicine pot by the way.

The author has something to say: In fact, the knife Nie Qiu uses is a chop//horse/// knife, which has a very long handle. If you are interested, you can search for pictures.

I don't know why JJ always blocks this word, so I changed it to "long knife", but I still write it according to the original in the manuscript, it's troublesome every time I change it...