medicine stone without medicine

Lou Hua's words were like a blazing fire, which burned Qin Dongyi's reason in an instant.

He only felt the world spinning before his eyes, and Qin Dongyi pushed him down on the bed.

He hooked Qin Dongyi's waist with his legs, and raised his hand to touch his belt.

The smoky blue outer shirt fell to the ground, and finally mixed with a mass of plain white.

Be gentle with me.

Lou Hua repeated in her heart.

He is so familiar with Qin Dongyi's breath and taste, his touch, and his body.

Although he lost his memory, the instinct of his body still remembered him.

In a daze, some broken pictures and feelings flashed before Lou Hua's eyes.

He remembered that this kind of thing was very painful. Someone pinched his neck to make him unable to breathe, and the spiritual flow all over his body seemed to be poured on fire, and there was almost no other feeling except pain.

But things seem to be different now.

Although it still hurt a little, he could feel that he was indeed being treated gently.

like him.

Lou Hua hugged Qin Dongyi's neck tightly.

Compared with this world, he still, likes him more.

The candle flames in Shutong Courtyard faltered and were not extinguished until dawn.

In the room, apart from the scent of sandalwood, there is also the scent of tuberose flowers belonging to another person. The two scents are entangled, somewhat ambiguous.

When Qin Dongyi woke up, there was no one in his arms, even the clothes scattered on the ground were left alone.

On one side of the table, there was an extra piece of paper with writing on it.

Qin Dongyi put on his clothes and got up, walked to the table, picked it up and took a look.

The handwriting on the paper was clean and beautiful, with only one sentence written:

Shuyue-kun, it tastes good.

There was even a weird and cute little smiling face behind it.

Qin Dongyi looked at that little expression, and unconsciously raised the corners of his lips.

He put the note into the storage ring, and when he got ready to go to the main mountain, there was already a mess there.

Wu Yan was angry early in the morning. He held this sound-transmitting magic weapon in his hand, and stomped the ground loudly. When he saw Qin Dongyi, he rushed to Xingshi to ask the crime without saying a word:

"Where did your bird man go? I was woken up by this thing early in the morning. It must be his fault!"

Wuyan's huge snoring sound was also playing in the sound transmission device.

The surrounding disciples wanted to laugh but did not dare to laugh, so they could only help him find the culprit together.

But soon, a disciple hurried over from a distance, and said:

"Elder Wuyan! There is no one to be found in the mountain, and the disciple who was on duty at night at the bottom of the mountain said that Master Mozun left with Senior Sister Liaoyang early in the morning!"

When Wu Yan was still busy looking for paintings in the mountains, the man had already been lying on the throne of Dark Fragrance Valley for a long time.

There was no one else in Weiyu Hall, and the lamps were not even lit. Lou Hua just lay sideways on the throne like that, not wanting to move.

Although he felt good last night, no one told him that his waist would be so painful the next day.

Lou Hua bit her fingertips, staring at the top of the hall in a daze.

After a while, someone pushed the door and came in, Lou Hua knew who it was without looking.

He glanced at the man and only asked:

"Did anything happen while I was away?"

Wu Qing shook his head:

"It's nothing serious. Lian Shuo broke his head in a fight with Xu Yu the day before yesterday. There is a trumpet garden planted in the small trumpet flowers in the city. It's very lively. The master can go and see it when he has time."

Lou Hua nodded, seemingly in a daze.

Wu Qing came in to add fragrance to Weiyu Hall, Lou Hua didn't like outsiders coming in and out of her place, so Wu Qing was always doing such trivial things.

At this time, Lou Hua looked at Wu Qing's movements and seemed to think of something, so before he left, he suddenly asked:

"Little blind man, what kind of person was your former master?"

Lou Hua noticed that after Wu Qing heard this sentence, her movements obviously paused.

Then, he lowered his eyes and said:

"The master of the subordinates is only you."

Lou Hua raised her lips and smiled:

"Of course I know, so I mean, what kind of person was I before?"

"..."

Wuqing's hand holding the spice box gradually used force until the knuckles turned white.

"Don't want to say it? Little blind man, are you so bold that you have learned to hide from me with outsiders?"

Lou Hua's tone was a little casual, as if what he said was just a joke.

But Wu Qing knew him best.

He knelt down on one knee in front of the building picture and said:

"Master, has always been the master, has not changed."

Lou Hua frowned irritably.

He was thinking, why are there such dull gourds around him who don't speak well.

He sighed slightly, waved his hand, and let Wuqing leave.

After the sound of that person's footsteps faded away, the Palace of Never Rain regained its silence.

Lou Hua lay on the throne, shaking her legs once and for all, the soles of her boots collided with the hard surface of the throne, making a dull sound.

Lou Hua was thinking about how miserable he was in the past, so miserable that no one wanted him to remember after losing his memory.

But he has always been a rebellious character, the more they don't want him to know, the more curious he becomes.

So, what does the building painting that these people have worked so hard to protect look like?

But everyone around Lou Hua kept their mouths shut. If he wanted to know those things, he probably had to find a way elsewhere.

Who can tell him?

Lou Hua recalled the people he knew, and finally, a name flashed in his mind.

……

Three mirrors.

The sound of crashing in Weiyu Hall came to an abrupt end.

Lou Hua sat up from the throne, and after a while, the corners of her lips raised slightly, like a smile.

Liaoyang hasn't been back to Dark Fragrance Valley for many years.

The appearance of Dark Fragrance Valley is quite different from what she remembered, especially the trumpet garden planted with small trumpet flowers in the south of the city. The little demons find it novel and gather around there to watch the excitement every day.

She also wanted to see what the morning glory planted under Yongye looked like, so she ran there as soon as she came back, but unfortunately she was dragged out by the collar before she could squeeze in.

"What are you doing? Who is it?!"

Liaoyang was struggling in the man's hand, and when it was put on the ground, she had no time to look back, and then fell silent again.

As soon as she returned to Dark Fragrance Valley this morning, she was pulled over by Wu Qing for a small meeting.

Apart from asking how she was doing, he just told her something.

For example, the current owner is not the previous owner, and he can't remember anything, so you can't mention anything about the past in front of him.

Liaoyang was also afraid that he would leak his words, and originally planned to hide from Lou Hua, but was caught when he just ran out.

She could only pretend that she didn't know anything, smiled awkwardly, and said:

"Master, what can I do for you?"

Lou Hua narrowed his eyes slightly to look at her, making Liaoyang nervous.

But fortunately, Lou Hua quickly put away that serious expression, just smiled at her, and handed her the paper and pen from the storage ring:

"Girl, please draw me a picture of the specific location and structure of the furnace city."

"The Furnace City? Master asked, what are you doing there? It's full of people from the Jade Bone Sect, it's very dangerous."

Liaoyang stared at him suspiciously, but was patted on the head by Lou Hua:

"If you are asked to draw, just draw, don't say so many useless things."

"Oh……"

Liaoyang didn't dare to disobey Louhua's intention, so he could only take the brush slowly, and kept looking around while painting, hoping that brother Wuqing would suddenly appear to save the scene.

Unfortunately, Wuqing didn't appear until she finished painting.

Liaoyang can only accept her fate, she earnestly points Lou Hua to various directions on the map:

"This is the main city of Furnace City, and there are mostly little monsters and demon spirits in it. Follow this path until you reach the palace where Bi Fang lives."

"Where's the Third Mirror?" Lou Hua looked up at Liaoyang.

"Three Worlds Mirror?" Liaoyang was shocked.

She could probably guess that Lou Hua asked what the Sanshi mirror was for, but she still pointed to a place in the palace and said:

"It's here."

Lou Hua patted her head in satisfaction, then put away the map and flew away.

Liaoyang noticed that he was not going in the direction of Weiyu Palace, let alone Qingyang Mountain.

"It's over, it's over..."

"Hey, Liaoyang, you're back? Come and see my little garden..."

The little trumpet flower in the crowd squeezed out, took Liaoyang's hand, and wanted to invite her to visit the trumpet garden.

"No! Next time, next time!"

Liaoyang broke away from Trumpet Flower's hand, originally wanted to go back to Weiyu Palace to look for Wuqing, but finally gritted his teeth and rushed towards Qingyang Mountain:

"Something happened!"

Over there, Lou Hua leisurely followed the route in memory to Jiuyin Mountain, the junction of the Jade Bone Sect.

After those people from the Jade Bone Sect withdrew, Jiuyin Mountain looked deserted.

He stood on the tallest tree on the top of the mountain, looking in the direction of the Jade Bone Sect.

Spirit flow barriers, towns, lights.

Those things have been spreading to the sky, and there is no end in sight.

It's hard to imagine that such a place has been hidden under the concealment barrier for so long without anyone discovering it, and it took the initiative to show it to the world until many years ago.

Lou Hua's eyes gradually darkened, and then she tapped her toes and swept towards the direction of Furnace City.

The purpose of his trip is very simple, to get back Bi Fang's Sanshi mirror, but his purpose is not just to retrieve his lost memories.

Compared to that, he wanted to know more about the origin of Jin Ji.

His face was too familiar to Lou Hua, but he just couldn't remember where he saw it.His intuition told him that that face was related to something very important, and there was a very hidden truth.

If you can get the Mirror of Three Worlds, then everything will be easy to talk about.

It's not too far from Jiuyin Mountain to Furnace City, and after half a day's walking of Louhua, they arrived at the edge of Furnace City.

It wasn't until Lou Hua finally arrived at the place that he understood the meaning of the name "Melting Pot".

This place is really like a big oven.

At a glance, it is red from the ground to the sky. The color seems to be burnt out by fire. Occasionally, when passing by somewhere, you can also see magma flowing faintly in the cracks in the ground.

Even the air was churning with waves of heat visible to the naked eye.

Lou Hua's spiritual power is ice-type, and the oven-like temperature made him a little uncomfortable.

He frowned, only thinking of a quick solution, but before entering the city gate, he encountered the first problem.

Outside the barrier at the gate of the city, heavily armed guards stopped him with weapons:

"Hey, where did you come from? Don't know the rules of Furnace City?"

Where did he know the rules of the furnace city?

Lou Hua said something disgusting in his heart, then raised his eyes to look at the guard in front of him.

These two people were probably demon spirits, and they were still covered in armor. They couldn't even see their faces clearly, like two iron barrels.

Lou Hua narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at the people entering the city around her.

Only then did he notice that all around the Furnace City, men, women and children, all had masks on their faces.

Thinking of this, Lou Hua thought about it.

He bent his eyes and smiled at the two guards, then found a delicately crafted phoenix mask from the storage ring, raised his hand to put it on, revealing only a pair of dark red eyes.

"I came too hastily, I forgot."

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