Tao is ruthless

The two things in Nangong Jing's hands were given by Yan Wuxie, and Yan Wuxie was worried that Nangong Jing went alone in the rivers and lakes, and gave her the luan feather-shaped bracelet that can order the cuckoo to sing.

The two things in Nangong Jing's hand were given by Yan Wuxie, and Yan Wuxie was worried that Nangong Jing went alone in the rivers and lakes, and gave her the luan feather-shaped bracelet that can order the cuckoo to sing.Another thing, the little red bead in the little bell, Yan Wuxie only knew it was a treasure, but didn't know what it was, so he gave it to Nangong Jing, guessing it might be useful at some point.

And right now, it is probably the useful moment that Yan Wuxie didn't expect.

Fu Jiu held the silver bracelet in his hand to observe, and said: "With this thing, we can let the cuckoo cover our tracks for us, and we will have no worries along the way."

Shen Wuchun glanced at the bracelet and said, "Don't forget that there is Wangdi Pavilion."

Fu Jiu didn't take it seriously, "Then let's see if Wangdi Pavilion is stronger or the cuckoo is more powerful."

Shen Wuchun was speechless, he was silent for a while, and said: "Didn't you see another thing in her hand?" Shen Wuchun looked at Fu Jiu, "That's crimson pearl, you can detoxify it."

Fu Jiu put away the silver bracelet with an inexplicable expression, "I think I'm fine now."

Shen Wuchun's eyes were full of doubts, "What do you mean?"

Fu Jiu glanced at him, "It means I don't want to obey Jiangzhu." Fu Jiu flicked his long sleeves, looked at the tall and dilapidated statue, "Since you said I was crazy, I feel that I am much more normal."

"You—" Shen Wuchun wanted to scold him for being sick, but after thinking carefully that Fu Jiu was really sick, the words stuck in his throat and he couldn't get down, and his heart was burning with urgency.

Shen Wuchun suppressed the anger in his heart, and said: "You are poisoned, don't you know? When I was healing you, I already faintly felt the chaos inside you. If things go on like this, you will go crazy."

"I won't." Fu Jiu was very sure, even with a bit of composure, he looked at Shen Wuchun, "On the contrary, you want me to swallow Jiangzhu, and want me to change back to the old me. Because You don't like me now, you like me who loved you before."

Shen Wuchun opened his mouth, "You are talking nonsense."

Fu Jiu smiled, as if her whole face became coquettish, "Really?" Fu Jiu looked into Shen Wuchun's eyes with a smile, acting like a baby, "You like me now? Then I am like this, isn't it? good."

Shen Wuchun was speechless, the smile on Fu Jiu's face quickly turned into a sneer, he reached out and licked Shen Wuchun's lips, saying: "Liar."

Shen Wuchun knew in his heart that what Fu Jiu said was wrong, but he didn't know how to refute. He was wronged by Fu Jiu's words, and he was even more angry in his heart.

With a "snap", Shen Wuchun knocked down Fu Jiu's hand. He looked at Fu Jiu, gritted his teeth and said, "It's up to you. No matter how uncomfortable you can't sleep all night in the future, it has nothing to do with me!"

Shen Wuchun turned and left, Fu Jiu stood alone, he was slightly taken aback.The gods and Buddhas all over the sky lowered their eyebrows, as if they were all staring at him alone.

Nan Gongjing was forced to go on the road with several people, and Fu Jiu released false news with Du Juan's cries, leading everyone away.On the way back, there were no pursuers.

"It seems that the cuckoo's song is slightly better." Fu Jiu and Shen Wuchun sat on both sides of the front of the carriage. After he finished speaking, he went to see Shen Wuchun.Shen Wuchun ignored him and didn't speak, his face became colder and more like the appearance in Fu Jiu's memory, ice and snow as bones, as cold as ice.

Fu Jiu's complexion suddenly darkened. Since that day, Shen Wuchun never spoke a word to him, as if he didn't exist.

Nangongjing and the dumb aunt were sitting in the carriage, Nangongjing asked in a low voice: "What's wrong with them?"

Dumb Aunt glanced at the two people outside, shook her head, but did not answer.

Nangong Jing looked at this and then at that, seeing that Fu Jiu's complexion was getting darker and darker, and he could almost squeeze out water.

"Shen Wuchun, speak!"

Fu Jiu's eyes were full of thick ink that couldn't be melted away, but Shen Wuchun was like a statue in meditation, unmoved by foreign objects.

Nangong Jing was really curious, and quietly moved forward, wanting to listen carefully.But it might as well be facing a gust of wind. In the blink of an eye, Fu Jiu grabbed Nangong Jing's neck, causing her to turn pale with fright.

Shen Wuchun frowned, "What are you doing!"

Fu Jiu raised his eyebrows, and said with a smirk: "Will you talk to me now?"

He raised his hand to let go of Nangong Jing, and Nangong Jing fell backwards, and the dumb aunt hurriedly helped her up.

Shen Wuchun's face was cold, but Fu Jiu looked at him with a half-smile, and the smile didn't reach his eyes.

Nangong Jing got up from the carriage, touched her neck in shock, and muttered in a low voice, "I've provoked someone."

"What do you want to talk to me." Fu Jiu looked at Shen Wuchun.

Shen Wuchun also looked at him, his eyes never retreating, "Take the crimson pearl, and the poison of the mandala is cured."

"Then the Fu Jiu you like will come back."

Shen Wuchun's chest heaved, "I said I was doing it for your own good. If you are poisoned, you should detoxify."

"I said I thought I was fine."

Shen Wuchun stared at Fu Jiu for a long time, "You just don't want to believe me."

The conversation broke up here, and Shen Wuchun still didn't talk to Fu Jiu, and regarded Fu Jiu as nothing.As for Fu Jiu, his impatience and anxiety became more and more obvious, like a smoker who just quit tobacco leaves, restless.Fu Jiu could hardly suppress the hostility in his heart, he couldn't stand any ignorance from Shen Wuchun.

The carriage was parked by a small pond, and there was a crooked willow tree at the corner of the road. The willow branches hung gracefully on the water.

Shen Wuchun stood by the pond with his sword in his arms, looking at Yang Liu Yiyi, wondering what he was thinking.

"Shen Wuchun." Fu Jiu's voice came from behind. Shen Wuchun didn't want to turn back, but he waited for a while, but he didn't hear Fu Jiu continue calling him.

Shen Wuchun couldn't help turning his head, and saw Fu Jiu standing under the willow tree.He was looking at Shen Wuchun, with calm eyes and complicated emotions.There was a smile on his face, but it was not the usual sneer, but a very light kind of smile, as thin as a puff of smoke, as if it would disappear before Shen Wuchun took a closer look.

Shen Wuchun stared blankly at Fu Jiu, and an unbelievable conjecture welled up in his heart.

Fu Jiu stretched out his hand towards him, "I'm back."

Shen Wuchun walked towards Fu Jiu unconsciously, and Fu Jiu in front of him was like a beautiful dream.And when Shen Wuchun was really embraced by Fu Jiu, he could hear the beating of Fu Jiu's heart in his ears, and the familiar breath from Fu Jiu's body on the tip of his nose. It seemed that the big stone in his heart fell to the ground at this moment, and the aftertaste of pain could not dissipate for a long time. .

"Fu Jiu," Shen Wuchun still couldn't believe it, "You're really well."

"Of course," Fu Jiu brushed Shen Wuchun's long hair with his palm, and after the silence in his eyes dissipated, he showed a careless background.Fu Jiu pressed against Shen Wuchun's ear lightly, speaking softly and clearly, "Of course, it's fake."

Mute Gu and Nangong Jing came to look for Shen Wuchun and the two of them, but before they got close, they heard a crisp slap on the face.

Fu Jiu was beaten to the side of the head by Shen Wuchun, with some blood on the corner of his mouth.Shen Wuchun faced him, trembling with anger.

The dumb girl didn't know why, so she hesitated again and again and dared not go forward.

"You still say it's for my own good?" Fu Jiu wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled mockingly, "Liar."

Shen Wuchun's whole body tensed up, as if the person in front of him was not his lover, but an enemy who could kill him at any time.

"You said I was a liar, what did I lie to you?" Shen Wuchun questioned him word by word, "Didn't I say I love you? Isn't everything I do because I love you?"

Shen Wuchun questioned Fu Jiu, "You didn't believe me, you decided that I was responsible for you. But what does that have to do with me!" Shen Wuchun almost screamed and asked Fu Jiu, "Why do you treat me like this! Why do you treat me like this? And lie to me again and again!"

Fu Jiu looked at Shen Wuchun, and suddenly smiled, his eyes gradually showed paranoia and madness.He seemed to have been looking forward to this scene for a long time, even if it was a sharp knife without a scabbard, it would hurt himself as well as others.

Shen Wuchun threw the silver bell hanging on the red string to Fu Jiu, "Crimson Pearl is here, poison, you can solve it or not. This is the last time I say this to you, Fu Jiu, I like you, I love you But let me tell you, believe it or not, it has nothing to do with me." Shen Wuchun looked at Fu Jiu with red eyes, "We parted ways here."

He turned around, and a teardrop fell on the hand holding the sword. He couldn't feel it, so no one knew about it.

Shen Wuchun's back was decisive, and he walked further and further away in Fu Jiu's gaze.Nangong Jing didn't want to go with the uncertain Fu Jiu, so after thinking about it, she hurried to catch up with Shen Wuchun.

"Shen Wuchun," Fu Jiu's voice was suppressed and resentful, "Are you going to keep me here again?"

Shen Wuchun paused, "You left me first."

In midsummer, thunderstorms always come unexpectedly.As soon as Shen Wuchun and Nangong Jing entered the pavilion, heavy rain began to pour down.This is an octagonal pavilion in the wilderness, because no one has repaired it, it is already very dilapidated.There are only two bells left under the eaves, and the chess game engraved on the table in the pavilion is blurred.

Nangong Jing looked around the engraved endgame, but couldn't see why.Shen Wuchun stood under the pavilion, the heavy rain outside was very fast, and the continuous rain curtain was like an airtight cloth, making the distant scenery unclear.

Nangong Jing walked to Shen Wuchun's side, and said, "Hero Shen, stand inside, the rain has soaked your clothes."

Shen Wuchun shook his head, the damp rain stained Shen Wuchun's body, and he felt that his heart was soaked wet.

He didn't go in, and Nangong Jing didn't go in either, standing beside him, endured and endured, and asked: "Before, Fu..."

Shen Wuchun glanced at Nangong Jing, Nangong Jing swallowed Fu Jiu's name, and said vaguely: "He said you left him again. Could it be that you two had such a quarrel before?"

Shen Wuchun responded, "Yes, we also had a big fight more than ten years ago."

"What happened next?" Nangong Jing followed up and asked.

"Later," Shen Wuchun said with a cold look, "later he created "Jade Exhausted Mountain", which attracted the encirclement and suppression of all heroes, causing great chaos in the world."

Nangong Jing choked, "Then...then you guys are still arguing, aren't you afraid of another mess?!"