medicine stone without medicine

With Zhou Wu's intervention, the barrier outside the iron cage opened a gap.

He raised his hand and pushed open the door of the iron cage, and walked in.

The noon sun on Qingyang Mountain made the iron cage a little hot to the touch. After opening the door and entering, Zhou Wu could only smell a strong smell of blood, mixed with a faint scent of tuberose.

The cage was almost filled with chains extending from everywhere, and the light was cut off, making it look a bit dark.

Lou Hua was lying on the ground like that, her long hair was scattered in a mess, and the red string on her hair was a little loose, looking like it might fall off at any time.

Zhou Wu was somewhat afraid of this lunatic after all, he stood there and hesitated for a moment, but in the end he was fascinated by the easy-to-get credit in front of him.

Even the elders would not come to Ying Longsui, if he got it, it would be a big deal.When the time comes, what do you want, such as natural treasures, status, and praise?

Thinking of this, he took courage and kicked Lou Hua:

"Bring something!"

Lou Hua paused for a moment, then slowly raised his arm, holding something loosely in his hand.

Zhou Wu wrapped himself up with spiritual power, and after confirming that there would be no problem, he took a step forward and stretched out his hand.

Lou Hua's hands were fair and bony, and when he raised them, his sleeves slipped off, revealing a section of his glistening white wrists.

He handed his hand to Zhou Wu, and then let go of his fingers. Zhou Wu felt as if something had lightly landed on his palm.

There was a burst of ecstasy in his heart, and his little eyes sparkled.Looking down, I saw a fingernail-sized jade bead lying on the palm, emitting a soft light.

However, the joy in his eyes did not last long.

Because in the next moment, the light of the jade bead dimmed, and then, in front of him, it turned into an ordinary stone!

Zhou Wu's complexion changed drastically, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

Before he could get up, a cool hand grabbed his wrist suddenly.

Strong unease and panic swept over him, his mind went blank, and for a short moment, he could hardly hear anything.Then, only the smiling voice of the man remained in his ears:

"Junior Brother Zhou, I lied to you."

After Chang Ying left the stage, she trotted all the way back to Shutong Courtyard.

On the way, he kept pawing at Zhou Wu's messy hair with his hands, disgusted.

Today, he heard from other young disciples that there was someone locked in a strange cage on the stage, so he went to see it out of curiosity.

The eleven or twelve-year-old boy is pure-minded. Even though the elders give repeated orders not to go near there, in the end curiosity prevailed over everything.

Recalling, although I only took a look at it from a distance, the person locked in the cage was very beautiful, and it was the most beautiful person Chang Ying had ever seen.Speaking of which, his master is also good-looking, but it has two completely different feelings from Lou Hua.

He always felt that the person looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it anyway.

Chang Ying tried hard to recall, but it was still in vain, so she simply stopped entangled.

He only hoped that Uncle Zhou wouldn't tell his master about his sneaking off to the battlefield today.

Thinking of this, Chang Ying's pace became a little faster.

He lived with Master in a remote courtyard in Qingyang Mountain. Master used to live alone. After having him, Master built an extra bamboo house next to his own house.

That place is cold, and almost no one goes there. Relatively speaking, it is also very far away from places like the Zhentai school grounds.

Along the way, Chang Ying went from sunny to cloudy, to heavy snow.

Strange to say, since he could remember, Shutong Courtyard never seemed to have good weather, either rain or snow, year after year.

As it got closer to Shutongyuan, the snow on the ground became thicker and thicker.

Chang Ying took one step at a time, bouncing forward, but soon his footsteps stopped.

Because at the gate of Shutong Courtyard, a tall and straight man stood facing him in the snow, holding an umbrella in one hand and the other behind his back. The wind picked up his long hair, and it floated up and mixed with the heavy snow.

He is dressed in smoky blue robes, like a snow-covered pine in winter, and like the misty misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

As if he heard the sound behind him, the man turned around slowly, revealing the smooth outline of his face and his handsome eyebrows.

There was indifference in his eyes, which matched perfectly with Feixue in the cold sky.

"Where have you been?"

Qin Dongyi spoke slowly, his tone was light and gentle, but it was particularly intimidating.

Chang Ying was a little guilty, he cast his eyes randomly, and said nonsense:

"Go and help Senior Sister gather medicine..."

"lie."

His little trick was quickly exposed by Qin Dongyi.

Chang Ying nervously rubbed the snow on the soles of his shoes with his toes. After a while, he felt that the light had dimmed, so he raised his eyes and saw that it was Master who supported the umbrella on his head.

Qin Dongyi casually helped Chang Ying wipe off the falling snow on the top of his hair. He looked down at the dirt stained on Chang Ying's white cloth boots, and said firmly:

"You went to Zhentai. Lou Hua is dangerous, you shouldn't go."

"I'm sorry." Chang Ying stuck out her tongue and couldn't help asking:

"But Master, is the person in the cage really that bad? What did he do to be treated like that? Will he die?"

"The patrolling brother said he was a demon, but you always told me that we shouldn't judge good and bad people by being a human or a demon. Then why do the elders always say that demons are all bad guys? Is it the elders who are wrong or the master?" Wrong respect?"

Qin Dongyi frowned slightly.

He didn't answer Chang Ying's question right away, and the two of them just stood in the snow.

Goose feather snow fell on the surface of the oil-paper umbrella and on Qin Dongyi's hair, and the howling wind from the mountains could be heard all around.

Tong Yan Wuji, Chang Ying's question was sharp and straightforward, even Qin Dongyi himself could not give an answer.

They stood there silently until a disciple stumbled and ran from a distance.

Qin Dongyi looked up, the man was panting, his face was full of panic, and he said in a panic:

"Shuyue-jun! The array! Something happened to the array!!"

Lou Hua held Zhou Wu's wrist, propped himself up and sat up, watching the expression on this man's face from arrogance to panic and panic with great interest.

Bullying the weak and fearing the hard, arrogant and hypocritical, tearing off this layer of mask reveals the ugly nature of being as timid as a mouse, greedy for life and afraid of death.

Lou Hua laughed, his voice was nice, even when he laughed.

It's just that the laughter in the current situation is somewhat creepy.

He watched Zhou Wu try hard to free his hand, but it was completely useless.

The man with a fat head and big ears was driven away by his evil spirit, his legs were weak, and he fell to his knees, his unattractive face became even uglier, but he still remembered cursing indiscriminately:

"You bastard, let go of me! If you are like this, the elders will not let you go! They will definitely cut you into pieces and feed them to the dogs!!"

Lou Hua suppressed his smile, his dark red eyes seemed to be on fire, and the light suddenly became sharp.

Afterwards, more than a dozen chains on his body were broken inch by inch.

The sound of metal shattering fell in Zhou Wu's ears, very much like the ringtone of Hades urging his life.

"Do you think I'm really afraid?"

Lou Hua stood up and kicked Zhou Wu to the other side of the iron cage.

Due to too much movement, his wound was torn, and more blood flowed down the white clothes, staining half of the hem of the clothes red.

"I've died countless times before."

He walked over, grabbed Zhou Wu's hair and pressed it to the ground:

"Bastards, bastards, beasts... Do you hear them? Shut me outside the dormitory, push me into the cold spring in winter, and leave me the leftovers from my spiritual pet... At that time, did you think that you would have such a day?"

"Originally, I would have forgotten if you didn't mention it. Since you are rushing to die, let's discuss our 'brotherhood'!"

Zhou Wu's blood splattered on Lou Hua's face, paired with his pair of dark red eyes, gorgeous and dangerous.

Zhou Wu's complexion changed drastically, he no longer cared about the threat, and said:

"Help! Someone, help me! This lunatic is going to kill me!!!"

However, this formation has already been covered with its own enchantment by Lou Huawang.

Hearing the news, the people who came to rescue were blocked outside. Elder Wu Yan was not good at dispelling the formation, and was angrily attacking the barrier with spiritual power, trying to force it open:

"Who let Zhou Wu go in?! Just know how to add chaos!"

The little disciple panicked and explained: "Uncle Zhou insisted on going, I can't stop him."

His voice became smaller and smaller, and was finally overwhelmed by the screams from within the barrier.

"What did you say to that brat just now? 'Even if he can break the restriction and put it in front of me, I can strangle this evildoer with one hand'? Come on, let me see how you strangle me to death?"

After all, Lou Hua let go of Zhou Wu, but this person was far less tough than he imagined.

After leaving the shackles, what he did was not to bite back, but to run out of the cage screaming.

This made Lou Hua very unhappy.

He caught him back and punched Zhou Wu in the face:

"I don't even need spells to deal with you."

Zhou Wu was beaten so badly that his face was swollen and he couldn't see his original appearance at all.

His front teeth were all broken, and with blood in his mouth, he mumbled:

"You, if you kill me, Brother Qin...will not let you go."

"what?"

Lou Xiang heard something funny:

"He can't protect himself now, and he still won't let me go, junior brother, are you joking?"

He laughed twice, then frowned again, he hesitated when he planned to break Zhou Wu's neck.

But at the moment when he hesitated, a familiar sword light flew in the distance, Lou Hua's eyes froze, and he let go of Zhou Wu and took two steps back.

Looking at the afterglow of the sword light, he narrowed his eyes slightly, as if realizing something, the corners of his lips slightly raised.

Lou Hua no longer paid attention to Zhou Wu who was like a dead dog on the ground.

He raised his eyes and looked at the figure in front of him.

He saw Qin Dongyi dressed in smoky blue robes, his figure and appearance remained unchanged from 300 years ago.

Maybe something has changed, for example, before, the senior brother would smile at him, but now his eyes are full of indifference, as if looking at a stranger.

But Lou Hua wouldn't bother with him.

The restless evil spirit in the cage instantly quieted down, Lou Hua raised his hand to hold the flying spirit sword, the blade left a bloodstain on his palm, scarlet overflowed from his fingers, but he didn't care.

He restrained his killing intent, if it wasn't for the blood all over his face, it would be hard for people to believe that the ghost-like person who just killed him was him.

He curled his lips and said:

"Brother, he was the one who fought with me first."

Qin Dongyi frowned slightly.

He looked at Lou Hua a few steps away, the man was covered in blood in white clothes, his gentle and harmless face matched with his mad expression, there was a weird and contradictory beauty.

This is indeed different from the building paintings in his memory.

300 years have passed, even though everyone around him told him that Lou Hua had changed, that his bad deeds, and how cruel he was, Qin Dongyi always kept his persistence.

Now it seems that everything was wrong.

"Brother, can you talk to me? Huh?"

Lou Hua half-kneeled on the edge of the cage, leaning on the cage pole and looking at him with a smile on his face:

"I know you need the dragon marrow. If you talk to me, I'll give it to you. I won't lie to you."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand, and a small red and white light cluster appeared in his palm.

Lou Hua sent his hand out, sincerely and harmlessly:

"Senior brother, here is my demon pill, you take it. If I lie to you, you will crush it, and I will not be able to live."

Those who were busy breaking through the formation outside the barrier were all shocked when they saw this scene.

The Yao Dan is the most vulnerable part of the Yao, and now this madman took the initiative to send it out, how arrogant, he completely ignored Qingyang Mountain and Qin Dongyi!

Everyone looked at this scene in surprise, expecting that Qin Dongyi would simply end the evildoer and take the dragon marrow in return, but Qin Dongyi didn't make any extra movements, even his eyes didn't change.

I don't know if he doesn't want to talk to Louhua, or he doesn't know how to speak.

There was a long silence.

As the breeze blew past, the broken hair on Lou Hua's forehead swayed, the smile on his lips faded, and his eyes turned cold.

It was also at this time that he noticed a sound behind him, so he turned his head to hide.

A dagger grazed the side of his neck, the blade cut his skin, and a trace of blood flowed down his neck.

Lou Hua didn't even lift his hands, the immortal locks that were originally used to bind him suddenly exploded, binding Zhou Wu tightly, and the screams were mixed with the toothache sound of bones shattering.

At the same time, he took the initiative to take back the formation's barrier, and the disciples of Qingyang Mountain quickly surrounded him.

All kinds of sword blades were placed on Lou Hua's neck, but he didn't intend to resist, and he didn't even show any extra expressions.

He kept staring at Qin Dongyi who was opposite him.

After a long while, Lou Hua seemed to have figured something out, so he bent his eyes skillfully, with a somewhat threatening meaning, and asked with a smile:

"Brother."

"I haven't seen you for 300 years, do you really miss me?"

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