The spring breeze is proud to enter the treasure building

Lu Jiuhan panted and pressed him firmly in the sand, his eyes turned red, like a bloodthirsty wolf.Su Muhua couldn't see Lu Jiuhan's eyes, but felt that this man's hands were so strong that he almost strangled him.

Lu Jiuleng bit his neck, and slowly lowered his head to rest on his neck, pressing his lips against the young man's warm pulse.

ah hello...

Half of Su Muhua's face was buried in the sand, and his long black and smooth hair was scattered and covered with dust, "Get out of here, madman, madman..."

"Don't move..." Lu Jiuhan's voice was already hoarse, his eyes were clear, and suddenly he slapped Su Muhua on the shoulder.

Su Muhua's body flew out flat and landed on the sand.

He turned over and sat up, and as soon as he raised his hand, he drew the knife in his hand, and flames danced in Peach Blossom's eyes.

Lu Jiuhan stared at him with murderous eyes, his eyes were bloodshot, and his blood color was no longer chaotic, "Why...you are so thirsty?"

Su Muhua rolled his eyes angrily, "Damn you, bastard!"

I have seen wicked people complain first, but I have never seen such shameless ones.

Lu Jiuhan didn't care about him. He closed his eyes and gasped for a moment, and said, "Let's go, if we can't find a source of water before sunset, you and I really have to be a pair of mandarin ducks with the same fate."

Su Muhua followed him without saying a word, although he was silent but secretly guarded in his heart.

When this man rushed towards him just now, he almost thought he was going to drink his blood.

As far as he knows, there are no less than seven or eight kinds of martial arts practiced by drinking human blood in the rivers and lakes, and the most mysterious one is the prison ghost of the Killing Department of Xunhuan Villa.

But it is rumored that the prison ghost is completely irrational and only knows about killing.

If this person is a prison ghost, why not kill him?

Even if it's not drinking human blood to practice kung fu, how many decent gentlemen can be left even if they are famous and decent?

Without water, isn't there still a cavity of blood?

People are heartbroken, boy.

Lu Jiuhan stopped, the setting sun was hanging in the sky, and it was dusk again.

The dusk in the desert is very beautiful. The scorching sun in the daytime is like an orange pancake at this moment, and the stretching sand sea also has a warm color.

But at this moment, such a beautiful scenery fell into Lu Jiuhan's eyes, and he really lacked the good mood to appreciate it.

"What's the sound?" Su Muhua standing beside him asked suddenly.

He can follow Lu Jiuhan with a slight voice.

If it wasn't for the past few days, Lu Jiuhan knew that this person was poisoned, he would almost have thought that Su Muhua was born blind.

The clear camel bell sound gradually came from the place where the sun went down.Lu Jiuhan looked towards that place, two camels were pulling a painting boat and gliding in the sand sea.

The painting boat is extremely luxurious, as high as two floors, with white gauze hanging down.The painted boat did not sail towards them, but kept heading towards the sunset.

"It's up to me if the mountain doesn't come, so we have to go to the mountain. Xiao Su, let's go." Lu Jiuleng pulled Su Muhua up and down a few times, and chased after him.

"Where are you bastards, how dare you disturb the owner of Zhemei Palace!" Fang stepped on the boat, and outside the gauze curtain, several girls in white clothes wearing long swords shouted loudly.

Lu Jiuleng pulled Su Muhua to look at them with a smile. "Girls, we are destined to meet each other. Why are you so repulsive?"

"Hey, whoever is destined to be with you, the sisters will first capture the two and hand them over to the master."

The white-clothed figure made a mistake, and several snow-bright Qingfeng swords were placed in a sword formation.

Su Muhua took a step back with his arms folded and made way for the venue.

The edge of the sword in Lu Jiuhan's hand made a mistake, and he was cut into the sword formation.

After more than ten moves in a blink of an eye, Lu Jiuhan grabbed three swords at the same time.

"Okay, don't you think it's embarrassing enough? Bring them in." A chuckle came from the gauze tent.

All the girls in white clothes responded in unison, "Yes, master."

Inside the gauze tent was a huge couch, on which a magnificent beauty was leaning sideways.male

Zijinxiu's white clothes are embroidered with red plum blossoms, like a plum blossom tree in full bloom.The white-clothed plum blossom is originally a simple and elegant thing, but it is full of flowers for him, and it wears a luxurious taste.

There was a three-point smile on the man's face, and the subtle lines at the corners of his eyes showed that he was no longer young.

The eyebrows are affectionate, even though he is not young, but the appearance of this man is still like a roll of fine brushwork with heavy colors and ink.

Lu Jiuhan's eyes lit up.

On the table in front of him are purple grapes, yellow melons, and a jug of clear wine, and a glass of wine has already been poured.

At this moment, in Lu Jiuhan's eyes, there is no other beauty in the world who can compare to this glass of wine.

"Meeting is fate." The man moved his long sleeves lightly, "Come here, fill the cup for the two young heroes."

Both Lu Jiuhan and Su Muhua were not people who would make trouble for themselves, so they thanked them and drank it unceremoniously.

The man looked at the two of them with great interest, and said, "You two, please feel free to use some drinks, melons and fruits."

Lu Jiu responded coldly, and took grapes to share with Su Muhua.

"Chu Zhemei, the owner of Xiazhemei Palace, I don't know how to call you two."

Lu Jiu said coldly, "Next is Song Hao, the county magistrate of Yanbei City, and this is my bookboy Song Xiaosu."

Su Muhua thought to himself, why has the name Zhemei Palace never been heard of in Jianghu.

Chu Zhemei's face was slightly gloomy and she said, "It turns out that he is a member of the government."

Lu Jiu said coldly, "It seems that Palace Master Chu doesn't like people in the government very much."

Chu Zhemei said, "Brown your brows and bend your waist to be a dignitary, how can you compare to Youyou, who is old and fights respect. But I am not a person who doesn't like to see the government, but I have a friend who doesn't like to be contaminated with vulgar things in his life. It's just a word When I come back, I don't think Master Song is a book boy."

Lu Jiu said coldly, "My family is thin, and Xiao Su grew up with me. Although he is a school boy, he is also like the master of the family."

Chu Zhemei said, "No wonder I think Mr. Song takes good care of this little Su."

Su Muhua said, "Palace Master Chu doesn't know something. I have eye problems, and I was taken care of by Mr. Song along the way."

Hearing this, Chu Zhemei sighed, "It's a pity that you are so elegant. If Xiao Su doesn't mind, can you let me feel your pulse."

Knowing his kindness, Su Muhua stretched out her hand and let him examine him.Chu Zhemei felt his pulse, checked the whites of his eyes, pulled out a needle in his hand, and said, "Offended."

He pricked Su Muhua's finger with the needle, looked at the red blood beads, his eyes suddenly sank, "Who are you, and how did you get poisoned?"

Su Muhua said, "The palace lord has heard it just now, my name is Song Xiaosu."

Chu Zhemei knew that he didn't want to talk about it, so she didn't ask any more questions, she stopped and said, "This poison came from the palace. As far as I know, there is no antidote in the world."

Su Muhua was startled, "You said that if you are drunk for a hundred days, there is no antidote in the world?"

Chu Zhemei said, "The one in you is not the Hundred Days Drunken Yellow Spring. There is another forbidden poison called the Intoxicated Yellow Spring. It looks similar to the Hundred Days Drunken Yellow Spring, and it was also created by the same person. But compared with the Hundred Days Drunken Yellow Spring, Ruo Liuying is not the same as Haoyue." Looking at his expression, Chu Zhemei asked again, "Don't you believe it?"

Su Muhua smiled lightly, "No, I believe it."

He believed in Chu Zhemei, but he didn't know if the person who wanted his life was the prince or Ye Wenyan?

Thinking of that name, Su Muhua felt a slight pain in his heart, and a sneer appeared on his lips.

Chu Zhemei said, "Unfortunately, Xiao Su was poisoned by this poison while she was in her prime."

Su Muhua smiled and said, "Life is a matter of life and death, I'm already bearish."

It is not easy for Chu Zhemei to see the toxicology only by medical examination, and is familiar with the forbidden poisons.

As soon as he changed his mind, he thought of someone.

Chu Zhemei said, "Master Song, I have an unfeeling request. You, a book boy, are very interested in me. Can you let me go? If you want to take the maid here, you can take it away. I will prepare it again." With food and water, I will send you out of the desert."

Lu Jiu was stunned for a moment, Su Muhua's whole body was dusty, his hair was disheveled, and there was nothing attractive about him.With a glance, he saw the smile in Chu Zhemei's eyes, and knew that this person was probably a playful person, so he shut his mouth.

Su Muhua drank quietly, as if he hadn't heard anything.

Chu Zhemei went to tease him again, her eyes fluttered, and she said, "What do you think about Xiao Su? I can understand a lot more than you, Mr. Song. If Xiao Su follows me, I guarantee you will know what is in the world." Bliss. If Xiao Su only likes being on top, I can discuss everything."

Su Muhua smiled and said, "My life is not long, are you willing to take it?"

Chu Zhemei said, "If you die under the peony flower, you will be romantic even if you are a ghost."

Su Muhua smiled again, "If I agree with you, how can the plum blossom servant spare me?"

Chu Zhemei's complexion changed, and in a blink of an eye, she was full of smiles again, "What plum blossom servant, my name is Chu Zhemei, I have gathered all the plum blossoms in the world, and what plum blossoms will be put in my eyes?"

Lu Jiuhan had even heard of the name of Plum Blossom Servant.Tanhualang in the previous dynasty, Chu Meilang with excellent character and clear writing.

Lu Jiu asked coldly, "You are Chu Meilang? It doesn't seem like the one in the legend."

Chu Meilang, who was famous all over the world 20 years ago, was said to be a romantic man with a clear and elegant style.

Su Muhua shook his head and said, "You've heard of Chu Meilang, but you've heard of Gu Fuyun, the envoy of the imperial hospital back then."

Lu Jiu said coldly, "Oh, yes, it is said that Gu Fuyun is peerless and magnificent, and Palace Master Chu looks similar to the legend."

Chu Meilang and Gu Fuyun became famous 15 years ago, and retired together ten years ago.

At the age of [-], Gu Fuyun challenged the previous envoy to be appointed as the envoy of the Academy, cured the Empress Dowager's illness, and was awarded the post of envoy of the Third Grade Academy by Emperor Ai.

However, Lu Jiuhan was able to know the names of the two, because the retreat of the two was too shocking.

Chu Meilang knelt down in the governor's hall, refusing Emperor Ai's gift of marriage to Princess Qianling, and begged to marry Gu Fuyun.

This episode of the past became the basis of the storyteller, and it was called "Zonghengqiqinglu".

In the first sentence of the opening chapter, Chu Meilang is flamboyant with his arms and hands, and lives up to Gu Fuyun.

Chu Zhemei smiled, "Okay, don't bring up the past again. Since you two don't want to stay and spend the night with me, please."

Chu Zhemei ordered people to prepare drinking water for the two of them, and took out a box of medicine and handed it to Su Muhua, "I can't cure the poison on your body, but this box of Jiuqing pills can temporarily suppress the poison on your body, and it may delay your treatment for several days. life, the rest depends on your fate."

Su Muhua picked it up and said, "Thank you."

A few days have passed, and the fog in the desert has dissipated.The moon shines on the desert, and the moon on the desert looks rounder than other places, and the contours of the sand dunes gently undulate.

Chu Zhemei got up and went to bed, took a pen and ink and stood by the window to write.

The wind blows plain paper, and there is a sentence on the paper, "It used to be the place where the Shang Qing joined hands, and the sound of the Sheng Crane was far away."

Intoxicated in Huangquan, I don't want to see intoxicated Huangquan again after many years.

The hospital that was defeated by him used the poison produced in ten years.

That day he stood in Xinglin, showing off his head, and said to the old man, "You are old."

Ten years later, the old man came back and poisoned Chu Meilang.Gu Fuyun studied medicine half his life, but he couldn't get rid of this poison.

He even knelt down to the old man, begging to let him go.

The old man just shook his head, I spent my whole life working hard to make this poison, but there is no antidote.

The grievances and grievances of the rivers and lakes are intertwined, but there is no cycle.

Gu Fuyun also left with Chu Meilang that night.

Now there is only Chu Zhemei in the world, wearing a colorful dress embroidered with plum blossoms, and she has gathered all the plum blossoms in the world.

Lu Jiuhan and Su Muhua walked for three days to the end of the desert.Huangsha is already behind, and the city is in sight.There are three characters hanging on the head of the dilapidated city, Yanbei Pass.

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