medicine stone without medicine

The light sandalwood in the room is chilled by the arrival of Lou Hua.

Lou Hua didn't deliberately restrain the footsteps, but Qin Dongyi didn't notice.

He was sitting cross-legged on the bed, and the spiritual flow in his body was faintly showing a tendency to go berserk.

From the first time he merged and used Yinglong's breath, this power brought him irreversible damage.

The first time he used it was in the ruins of the Eastern Wasteland. In order to gain a chance of survival, he forcibly fused the dragon's breath. It was also that time that he almost died under the burning of the dragon's breath. Although he recovered his life afterwards, the exchange But it is a sick bone.

But today is the second time he has used Yinglong's breath, such a violent backlash, it should be no cure.

At this moment, Qin Dongyi felt a little relieved.

He felt the fire of the dragon's breath consumed his spiritual power and slowly spread to his internal organs.He wanted to take another look at the snow-covered sycamore tree outside the window before he died, but before he could open his eyes, a person came up to him with a chill all over his body.

Lou Hua grabbed Qin Dongyi's neck with one hand and kissed it.

He hugged Qin Dongyi's shoulders, sat on his lap, easily pried open his teeth, and let the spiritual power in.

This chill is fatal to Qin Dongyi at this time.

The spiritual power calmed the burning temperature in his meridians, but it was far from enough.

Some things are bearable until redemption comes, but once tasted, things get out of hand.

Qin Dongyi hugged Lou Hua's waist, raised his hand and pinched his chin, wanting to ask for more.

Lou Hua also obediently let him manipulate, and she passively accepted it, letting in the cold breath of dragon marrow from time to time, like a silent tease.

The snow outside the window was still falling, and inside the house, the people who were living and dying an hour ago embraced and kissed each other, and the atmosphere gradually became more beautiful.

When he was supposed to be confused, Qin Dongyi regained a trace of clarity. He pushed Lou Hua away, but Lou Hua held his neck and did not leave.

The man leaned close to his ear, bit his earlobe lightly, and whispered:

"Don't want to do this?"

Qin Dongyi frowned slightly.

He looked at the playful look in Lou Hua's eyes, which was a little hard to understand after all.

He asked with difficulty:

"You really...hate me so much?"

Hearing Qin Dongyi's words, Lou Hua smiled slightly.

His eyes traced the corners of Qin Dongyi's eyebrows, eyes and lips, and finally said softly:

"I hate you."

He doesn't know what love is, no one taught him, and he doesn't bother to learn.But since hate and love are equally deep-rooted, it seems that there is no difference.

All he wanted was for Qin Dongyi to be by his side.

He couldn't accept that there were other people around Qin Dongyi. He could still turn a blind eye to his teacher, friend and apprentice, but no matter how many there were, absolutely not.

"I hate you, Qin Dongyi."

Lou Hua looked at his handsome eyebrows and said emphatically:

"So, if you dare to leave me, I will destroy everything you care about, kill everyone around you, and then lock you up, so that you have only me in your life."

"You are mine, and you can only be mine. Even if you are not the former Qin Dongyi, it doesn't matter."

As he spoke, he lifted Qin Dongyi's skirt and stroked his heart with his fingers.

There was a long thin scar there.

Lou Hua felt the slight bulge of the scar, raised her head and kissed Qin Dongyi's cheek:

"Brother, Ying Longsui is here with me. If you want it, you can get it yourself."

When Lou Hua's cold fingertips touched his heart, Qin Dongyi was stunned for a moment.

At that moment, some strange pictures flashed in front of his eyes.

The ruins of the Eastern Wasteland, the building paintings, the fire of the dragon's breath, the blood all over the ground, and a halo that cannot be seen clearly.

Those things are so familiar, but the picture put together makes him very strange.

But Qin Dongyi didn't have time to recall.

The cold lips pressed against him again, and his not so clear consciousness completely sank the moment he touched Lou Hua.

The aroma of tuberose hit the air.

Qin Dongyi frowned, at that moment he abandoned all right and wrong, and only kissed back in retaliation.

His movements were a little rough, and his fingertips left red marks on Lou Hua's body.

The plain white clothes were covered with smoky blue, and finally slipped to the ground.

The wooden windows were not closed properly, and they were slammed by the cold wind, mixed with other sounds.The candles in the house faltered, and after a while, they were extinguished by the incoming wind.

Lou Hua's eyes were faintly glowing red in the night, he wrapped his arms around Qin Dongyi's neck, his voice was intermittent, and the end tune rose slightly:

"Brother, you love me the most, don't you?"

The snow in Shutong Courtyard fell from night to early morning, and the sandalwood and tuberose in the room were mixed together, and it was hard to tell them apart for a while.

When Lou Hua woke up, the people around him were gone.

He frowned slightly, except for the aches and pains all over his body, he only felt a slight coldness swimming through his bones and blood, and the place where he passed was icy and painful.

He wrapped the quilt tighter, but it was still useless.

"Let you fool around!"

Although it was expected, a single old bachelor who unlocked his five senses early in the morning almost fainted when he saw this situation:

"The power of summoning the dragon marrow yesterday is not enough, and you have to do this and that with the owner of the extremely flaming dragon's breath. You have to freeze to death, just bear it!"

"It's noisy."

Lou Hua shrank into the corner, drowsily trying to sleep again, but heard a voice calling from the yard outside:

"Master!"

Chang Ying was taken away by Elder Wu Yan last night, but he was always worried about Qin Dongyi's situation, so anxious that he didn't fall asleep at night, and sneaked back early in the morning when Wu Yan was not paying attention.

His voice moved from far to near, and finally he almost stuck to the door, dragging his voice:

"Master—respect—"

Lou Hua is so annoyed that she wants to kill.

Feeling somewhat angry, he kicked the quilt away, hesitated for a while whether to open the door and kick the little devil away, and finally picked up a piece of clothing from the ground and put it on, and used spells to cover up the marks on his body.

"Master, am I coming in?"

Chang Ying outside the door heard movement inside, but no one responded, so she carefully opened the door a crack.

The child's face was flushed red from the cold, and he looked into the room with his head. Seeing a figure swaying behind the screen, he happily ran in.

But bypassing the screen, the person on the bed is Lou Hua.

The beauty in white leaned on the bed and looked at him, her face was a bit haggard, but she still smiled.

Chang Ying likes to look at Lou Hua and laugh very much. When he smiles, he seems to put all the tenderness in the world in his eyes, which makes people can't help but get close.

He became bolder, took two steps forward, and asked:

"Brother Xiaohua, why are you here? Do you know where my master is?"

Lou Hua found her own red string from the pillow, raised her hand and tied her hair slowly:

"I do not know."

"Oh... By the way, Master found out that I gave you the bell, isn't he angry with you?"

"No."

Lou Hua straightened her long hair, thinking that the child should leave, but she heard him ask again:

"Brother Xiaohua, what's wrong with you? Why do you look so bad?"

You should ask your master about this.

Lou Hua pursed her lips slightly, and replied:

"I'm a little tired, just take a rest."

Lou Hua thought that his intention to drive people away was obvious, but after waiting for a while, the stinky boy still had no intention of leaving.

Chang Ying asked again:

"So what do you need me to do for you?"

Lou Hua's smile could no longer be maintained.

He was so cold that his whole body was stiff, and he didn't realize it, but Chang Ying who was opposite him could see clearly, his eyelashes were covered with a layer of frost.

"Brother Hua, are you cold?"

This child is like a basket of problems, one after another seems to have no end.

Lou Hua exhausted the last bit of patience, he frowned, and his tone became harsh:

"you……"

But he stopped short before he could utter a word of disgust.

A pair of warm little hands stretched out to hold his face, and Chang Ying's face still had two lumps of red from freezing, which looked funny and cute.

He was shocked by Lou Hua's temperature, but he didn't take his hand away, and only looked at Lou Hua seriously with a pair of round eyes:

"I'll keep you warm."

The child's palms were dry and warm, Lou Hua was taken aback for a moment, and then subconsciously backed away.

Lou Hua is very good at dealing with malice, but she is very unfamiliar with this kind of unreasonable tenderness.

He didn't know how to deal with it. He wanted to drive Chang Ying away, but he didn't know how to speak. Finally, he lifted the quilt to wrap himself up, and retreated into the corner with his back to Chang Ying.

His tone is somewhat unkind:

"Your master should be at Luoyunya, go find him, don't bother me."

"……Oh."

Chang Ying complied aggrievedly, looked at Lou Hua again, then turned and walked out.

The wooden door opened and closed again, Ying Long clicked his tongue twice, deliberately exaggerating:

"Baby, you are so fierce. You scolded and wronged the other child. I saw that he left crying."

Lou Hua paused, frowned and closed her eyes:

"eventful."

Luoyunya.

Qin Dongyi's smoky green clothes danced with the movements, and the Qinghan sword slashed across the air, bringing up a blue afterimage of spiritual power.

The action was a little hasty.

In the past when he practiced swords, he was rarely affected by distracting thoughts, but today he often recalled the broken breathing of the man, the provocative words when he was distracted, and the sting when his nails scratched his back and left blood marks...

If at the beginning he was influenced by the dragon's breath and demanded too much, but later he became a little more conscious but still couldn't control himself, what was the reason?

He couldn't accept what Lou Hua did, but he hated himself who always compromised with him.

The attraction of Lou Hua to him cannot be ignored.Even though reason warned him ten thousand times, the instinct of soul and flesh and blood still remembered that affection.

He himself didn't know why a throbbing that he had never said out of his mouth did not fade away under the polishing of time, but became so unforgettable.

The tip of the sword slashed across, and a moment later, a huge boulder beside it was cut off in half, and rolled to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

The next moment, there was a slight fluctuation in the air, and Qin Dongyi noticed this strangeness, so he turned the sword flower in his hand, and blocked it in front of him.

The sound of metal colliding sounded, and after three or two strikes, the visitor took the initiative to withdraw his hands and backed away a few steps, nodding at Qin Dongyi.

"It's you?"

Qin Dongyi frowned slightly and looked at the person opposite.

It was a slender man in black, with black sharp corners on both foreheads, and his eyes were as green as lake water, but seemed to be out of focus, as calm as water.

He remembered that this person was the black dragon beside Lou Hua.

"Mr. Shuyue, offend me."

Wu Qing put away the scimitar, and said straight to the point:

"I heard that you and my master seemed to have some conflicts last night. May I ask where he is and is he injured?"

Qin Dongyi naturally knew that the person he was talking about was Lou Hua.

He subconsciously held Qing Han even harder.

He closed his eyes, rarely losing his composure:

"In Shutong Courtyard, you go and take him away."

Wu Qing on the opposite side heard Qin Dongyi's words, but didn't follow her words:

"It's the master himself who wants to stay in Qingyang Mountain. I can't go against his will. I just want to ask about the situation when I bother Mr. Shuyue today, as long as the master is okay."

He paused and asked:

"Mr. Shuyue, don't you like Master?"

Qin Dongyi's heart was already disturbed enough, but when he heard this question, he became even more irritable, and his tone was slightly lower:

"If I say yes."

"It's not difficult to understand." Wu Qing slightly bent her lips:

"The master is different from ordinary people. He acts paranoid. Many people can't stand his temper. It must be difficult for Shuyue-jun. Please take care of Shuyue-jun."

"Why?" Qin Dongyi slightly raised his eyebrows.

Lou Hua is no longer from Qingyang Mountain, why should he be responsible for what he did.

"That's naturally because only Shuyue-jun can solve the matter."

Wu Qing raised her eyes, looked at Qin Dongyi fixedly, and finally clarified the ultimate purpose of this trip:

"Can Shuyue-jun feel that the master is slightly different from before?"

"He is a half-demon. He not only has a demon pill in his body, but also a human heart. The two accompany each other and are indispensable. If the heart of the half-demon is cut out alive, the human part will be stripped off along with it." .He originally had an unusual personality, and because of this, his feelings and emotions became uncontrollable and went to extremes, which made him what he is today."

Hearing this, Qin Dongyi was slightly taken aback.

He looked at Wuqing, and heard him continue:

"The master told us that his heart was hidden by someone. But according to the master's nature of vengeance, if this is the case, he will definitely not let that person go. Therefore, there is only one possibility. His heart was voluntarily dissected. out."

"I heard that 300 years ago, Lord Shuyue entered the Eastern Desolation Ruins together with his master, and later got the power of Yinglong's breath to walk out of the Eastern Desolation Remains without incident."

Wu Qing looked at Qin Dongyi gravely, there were some emotions that only he knew about in his Qingbi color eyes:

"Ying Long's Breath is the remnant of Ying Long, the creation god beast. There is no record in any ancient book that Ying Long's Breath can be absorbed and used by humans. Then can I boldly assume that Lord Shuyue fused Ying Long's Breath at the beginning, and once went off fire? Bewitching, is it because the master cut his own heart for you, so that Shuyue Jun can successfully fuse with Yinglong's breath?"

Hearing this, Qin Dongyi felt a slight pain in his heart, as if he was responding to Wu Qing's words.

Qin Dongyi didn't know why Lou Hua deliberately stayed in Qingyang Mountain and by his side.

He seemed to understand now, so the corners of his lips curled up coolly:

"So he came to Qingyang Mountain because of this heart?"

If it is true, then take it away, why bother to play around.

But Wuqing sighed:

"No, the master may, just for you."

Qin Dongyi paused.

"At that time, Lord Shuyue was poisoned by Jin Ji, and Lord Guiyun rescued him, right? But after Lord Shuyue's accident, my master chased him all the way to Huaixing Pavilion, just to find a way to save Lord Shuyue. But after a lot of danger, Shuyue-jun is safe and sound, I think he might not be very happy. Yesterday, it happened that Shuyue-jun and Guiyun-jun met again, and probably couldn’t accept it for a while, so he shot you. It’s not I hate you, and I didn't intend to torture you."

"He was in a bad state of mind, and sometimes he was stimulated and didn't know what he was doing."

"So, why did you tell me this today?"

Qin Dongyi interrupted him, and looked at him with a slight frown.

Wu Qing pursed her lips and was silent for a moment:

"Please be nice to Master."

"The master saved you because of his own will, and no one can ask you to repay it. But in this world, the only thing he cares about is you, so Shuyue-jun, can you... treat him a little bit better? I know him. Love hurts, know you can't forgive him, but a little bit, okay?"

Although Wuqing's tone was the same as usual when she spoke, her posture had been lowered to the extreme in her words.

He didn't understand the grievances between the two, and he also knew that his request was difficult or even unreasonable for Qin Dongyi.

But even if there is only a slight possibility, I still want to try it.

He is the person who has stayed with Lou Hua the longest and also the person who understands him best.Lou Hua's love is too paranoid, often hurting others and himself, he can't bear it.

Wu Qing didn't wait for Qin Dongyi's response, she nodded as farewell, turned and left.

After Wuqing left, Qin Dongyi stood there for a long time, and finally punched the tree trunk beside him as if venting his anger.

He didn't use his spiritual power, so that the joints collided with the rough tree trunk, and the blood was dripping from the grind.

There are right and wrong in this world, why are there so many.

Qin Dongyi thought of the scars that had appeared on his chest at some point, as well as the missing memories of the Eastern Wasteland ruins.

At that time, the previous head led a group of disciples to the Eastern Wasteland Ruins for training, and he and Lou Hua were among them.

Afterwards everyone dispersed, Qin Dongyi only remembered that something very dangerous had happened, and in a hurry, he merged with Yinglong's breath, and his memory was also broken here.

After being rescued by the teacher from the Donghuang ruins, no one told him what was going on inside, and he couldn't remember it anyway.

Yixiu's explanation for this was that the backlash of the dragon's breath affected his memory.

They told him that Lou Hua killed his master, who was also the previous head, in the Eastern Wasteland Ruins.They also said that Lou Hua refused to go back to Qingyang Mountain, betrayed his family and fled, a monster is a monster, and he will never be familiar with it.

Qin Dongyi didn't believe it at first, but later he heard various rumors.

But the protagonist in those words is no longer his thirteenth junior brother, but the Demon Lord of Dark Fragrance Valley, Lou Hua.

Over the years, Qin Dongyi has been finding it difficult to accept, especially after seeing Lou Hua again, it is difficult for him to connect that paranoid person who is a bit crazy with the former Thirteen.

But now someone suddenly jumped out and told him that Lou Hua became like this because of him.

All to save him.

Qin Dongyi should have died in the ruins of the Eastern Wasteland back then, but 300 years later, the beating heart in his chest belonged to another person.

Qin Dongyi was in a daze, and when he came back to his senses, he was already in Shutong Courtyard.

Without much hesitation, he sighed and pushed the door open.

He thought that after entering the door, he would meet Lou Hua with smiling eyes, but to his surprise, that person was still on the bed, curled up in the quilt like a little animal.

Qin Dongyi frowned, half kneeling by the bed and looking at Lou Hua.

It was at this moment that Lou Hua slightly opened his eyes.

But his eyes were a little dazed, and he didn't see who the person in front of him was.His exhaled breath was full of white mist, and his whole body seemed to have just come out of the ice cellar, his face was so white that he didn't look like a living person.

He stretched out his hand, pulled Qin Dongyi's sleeve, and rubbed his cheek.

He closed his eyes again.

The clear and shallow sandalwood came up, I don't know if it was a psychological effect, the chill in his body seemed to subside a little.

No matter how long it has been, this smell always reassures him.

This feeling is very familiar, which reminds Lou Hua that a long time ago, there was someone who could give him the same sense of security as Qin Dongyi.

In Lou Hua's memory, he has been wandering since the beginning of his life.

People who saw him would often say that this kid was too gloomy, with no expression on his face, like a living dead, he must be a broom star.

He has traveled many places under such guidance. If he is lucky, he can pick up a little food residue, or get a gift from a kind person.But most of the time he couldn't find enough food to satisfy his hunger. The longest time he was hungry for ten days without eating a grain of rice, but he couldn't die no matter what.

From then on, he knew that he might be a little different from others.

With this knowledge, he often attributes his bad luck to "I am not human".

Because he is not human, he has no parents, so other people don't want to talk to him, so he was born wandering, so he is always alone.

Lou Hua has been in this kind of self-hypnosis year after year, and because of this kind of thinking, he never complains why no one wants to treat him well, but occasionally he will still be fascinated by looking at the beauty of others.

What I remember deeply is that one winter was extremely cold, and there was heavy snow for a long time. He passed by a family's other courtyard, and there was a mother sitting in a rocking chair at the door, holding her child and watching the snow.

Lou Hua looked at the scene and stood in the snow for a long time.

Later, when the snow stopped, he passed the garbage piled outside a house and saw one of the discarded scarecrows.

The scarecrow was dressed in rags and was as dirty as he was, with a crooked smile drawn on his face with a brush.

The young Lou Hua looked at the scarecrow's face for a long time.

He knew that this expression meant friendliness, so he bent his lips like the scarecrow.

Later he learned that this expression is called a smile, and it is the easiest to deceive others' trust, and the easiest to make yourself look like a human.

That afternoon, Lou Hua took the discarded scarecrow back to his "home".

He felt that they were of the same kind, they were not human, and they all had the fate of being abandoned, so they had to stay together even more.

His home is a deserted small cave, and the corners of the cave are covered with a few pieces of torn sheets he picked up.

The child seriously put his friend in the corner, covered his friend with a quilt, and then hid in himself, huddled in the corner, and hugged it.

That winter was very cold, with wind and snow howling outside the cave, Lou Hua curled up in a corner, hugging his scarecrow.

During that time, he was even a little nostalgic for the feeling that although there was someone who couldn't speak, he would smile at him and wait for him at home forever.

But then, once Lou Hua went out to find something to eat, and when he came back, a group of bad boys found his cave.

They had ruined his friends, the straw was flying everywhere, the clothes were in pieces, and the crooked smiling face was trampled underfoot by the children like a trophy.

His scarecrow died.

Later, Lou Hua left that place, but he always remembered that there was once a friend who would never dislike him or push him away, and would give him a warm hug every cold snowy night.

Just like now.

The dragon's marrow in the spiritual flow made him feel so cold that he was almost stiff.

But at this moment, someone took his hand.The man's palm was warm, and then he wrapped his arms around his waist and held him in his arms.

Qin Dongyi took off his outer shirt, mobilized his spiritual power to raise his body temperature, and protected Lou Hua in his arms.

The sleeping person frowned, like a kitten rubbing against his neck, and the tip of his cold nose brushed across his side neck, feeling cool.

Qin Dongyi didn't know what he was doing either.

Reason told him that he shouldn't pity the person in front of him, but...

Forget it, it was owed to him after all.

If, as Wu Qing said, Lou Hua became what he is today because of him, then he should pay for it.

How to torture love is up to him.

"What happened in the Eastern Wasteland Ruins, why did you save me, why did you kill your teacher, and why did you defect?"

Qin Dongyi closed his eyes, with deep helplessness in his eyes, he whispered, as if talking to himself:

"tell me?"

The person in his arms didn't respond.

Qin Dongyi held his hand, and when he lowered his eyes, he found that the little finger of his left hand had a different color.

It was a red tattoo, wrapped around the knuckles of his little finger three times, I don't know what it represented.

Qin Dongyi touched the tattoo, and finally sighed slightly in his heart.

In the dream, Lou Hua was hugged even tighter by his scarecrow.

The warmth and fragrance dispelled his chill, and the feeling was so real that he woke up from his dream and opened his eyes slightly.

Lou Hua couldn't tell if this was a dream or reality.

He rubbed against Qin Dongyi's neck, remained silent for a while, and said in a low voice:

"I'm annoying and I make you sad, don't I?"

Qin Dongyi didn't answer him.

"I'm ugly and bad, and my brain is still sick. No wonder you don't like me. Actually, I don't want to be like this, Qin Dongyi, but I can't control it. I hurt. I don't want you to like others."

He spoke in a low voice, but because of the close distance, Qin Dongyi could hear every sentence clearly.

"Either don't be nice to me from the beginning, or don't leave me. I don't understand what the old worm said about love, but I will give you everything I have. Don't leave, and don't be nice to others, okay?"

"Or, if you can't stand it, you can kill me."

When Lou Hua spoke, the warm breath sprinkled on Qin Dongyi's neck, making his heart tremble.

"Cultivation, Heart, Demon Pill, Dark Fragrance Valley, myself, and my life, you can take them all if you want. I only have these."

"do not talk."

Qin Dongyi couldn't stand it anymore, he stroked Lou Hua's hair soothingly.

But Lou Hua didn't calm down because of this, he raised his hand, and there was an extra jade cup in his hand.

"Last time you said that the broken teacup cannot be restored. I fixed it. If you are not happy, then I will buy you a new one. You said that there are no more thirteen in the world, so you can take a look at the Lou Hua, okay?"

"You say I'm not love, so you can teach me, okay?"

"I can't understand, I can't understand, if I can't learn, don't be mad at me, okay?"

In Qin Dongyi's memory, Lou Hua after 300 years has always been tough and powerful. He is always smiling and always dealing with problems in ways that hurt himself and others.

It was the first time Qin Dongyi saw him so fragile and cautious.

His eyes fell on the jade cup.

If the broken cup is not as good as the original, then replace it.

Thirteen is gone, so look at the Lou Hua.

Qin Dongyi sighed.

Forget it, you can't escape being entangled for a lifetime.

After a while, he raised his hand to take it, and held Lou Hua's hand and the jade cup in his palm.