A gentleman riding a red dust smile

Song Lingshuang was brought back to Bailingxu, and was sent to prison before seeing Hua Zhongyang.Although the place was darker, it wasn't too shabby, and it didn't look like an ordinary private prison.

Changsun Jue refused to leave and stayed with him in the cell.

Song Lingshuang sat on the ground with her legs crossed, feeling a lot of doubts in her heart.

Not to mention Brilliance's inexplicable death.Fahrenheit had played tricks in the dark several times before, and now they finally had a reason to get rid of themselves openly, but they were not in a hurry.The spiritual veins in his body were sealed, but not only did Fahrenheit not torture him, he also sent him water and food.

He couldn't figure it out, so he decided not to.

He glanced at Chang Sun Jue who was sitting far away from him.

This man was so impulsive just now that he was about to hit someone with a knife. If he hadn't suppressed him by himself, his spirit veins would have been sealed.Thanks to his identity as the eldest grandson and the fact that he had nothing to do with this matter on the surface, Song Lingshuang was able to coerce and lure those elders to keep him safe.

For the thousandth time he slandered, how could there be such a person who would come here to suffer, he was really full!

Changsun Jue was leaning against the wall, and the moonlight shone in from the only vent on the top of the cell, sprinkled on half of his face.Half light and half shadow make the outline of his facial features particularly distinct.He was silent, motionless as a statue.

Song Lingshuang was still suffocated and didn't want to speak first.

There seemed to be no one in the dungeon except them, and it was so quiet that Song Lingshuang heard the commotion outside before seeing anyone.Immediately afterwards, Hua Yunzheng appeared in front of them, followed by the gatekeeper disciple who looked terrified and failed to stop Hua Yunzheng from breaking into the cell.

"Second Young Master, the suzerain has ordered that no one is allowed to enter. This disciple can't stand you like this!"

It was only two days since we met last time, but Hua Yunzheng was a different person.He used to be considered handsome at any rate, but now he was dejected and his face was abnormally pale.If you look carefully, you can see that he has stubble on his cheeks, his eyes are a little dark blue, and his eyes are bloodshot.

Hua Yunzheng ignored the words of the disciples around him, and just yelled: "Open the door!" His fierce gaze never left Song Lingshuang for a moment since just now.

The disciple who guarded him could not offend him, but he did not dare to disobey the order of the suzerain, and looked at his senior brother carefully.

When there was no movement, Hua Yunzheng turned his head to look at him.

The disciple's legs were so frightened that his legs were weak when he met the mad wolf's eyes, which clearly warned himself that if he dared to delay any longer, he would bear the consequences.He hurriedly opened the door of the cell with trepidation, but he didn't dare to leave his post and let Hua Yunzheng be here alone, so he had the courage to step back a few steps and wait and see the development of the situation anxiously.

Song Lingshuang has no spiritual power at the moment, and is a useless person.As soon as Hua Yunzheng entered the cell, Changsun Jue was already holding Jun Xiao in front of Song Lingshuang.

Hua Yunzheng stared at Song Lingshuang, "If you kill him, you pay with your life." His eyes seemed to be full of hell, but his voice was surprisingly calm, but Song Lingshuang could still hear the killing intent in that calmness.

Before this, he had always wondered whether this was a big drama of the Hua family.It wasn't until he saw Hua Yunzheng at this moment that he believed that Brilliance was really dead.

I don't know if people can always have extraordinary power in desperate situations.Hua Yunzheng's spiritual power gushed out crazily, and he attacked from the shelter.Song Lingshuang had fought Hua Yunzheng several times before, and this was the first time he felt that this person really deserved Hua Zhongyang's favor.

However, Hua Yunzheng wanted to take Song Lingshuang's life, but had to break through Changsun Jue's line of defense.

In terms of kung fu and cultivation, Changsun Jue is even better than Hua Yunzheng, but at this moment he dare not take the real action.On weekdays, he doesn't care about the ways of the world, but that doesn't mean he doesn't understand the ways of the world.Song Lingshuang is now suspected of killing Hua's son-in-law. If he hurts Hua Yunzheng again, this matter will not be clear.

So in the face of Hua Yunzheng's deadly and ruthless hand, Changsun Jue could only take precautions and defend himself so that Jian Guang would not pass him by.

Under the stalemate, Hua Yunzheng was worn out and lost his patience, so he simply abandoned his defense and focused on attacking.Not only Changsun Jue, who was in it, but even Song Lingshuang, who was on the side, could tell that he was desperate.

Hua Yunzheng didn't want to kill him, but Changsun Jue didn't dare to kill him.This fight was really hot!

Hua Yun recruited and recruited against Song Lingshuang, so Changsun Jue's physical defense was naturally focused on Song Lingshuang.Song Lingshuang knew that all he could do was to cooperate with Chang Sun Jue in moving his position and not to cause trouble for him.But he also understood Changsun Jue's plight, and the anxiety and worry on his face were clear at a glance.

The seamless cooperation between Song Lingshuang and Changsun Jue hurt Hua Yunzheng.His gaze turned hard, and the sword that was originally aimed at Song Lingshuang suddenly turned and stabbed Changsun Jue.Changsun Jue's full attention was on Song Lingshuang, and he couldn't defend himself for a while. In desperation, he could only sideways avoid the vital point as much as possible, and at the same time stretched out his left hand to block in front of him.

As the long sword slashed across, there seemed to be buzzing in his ears.

Changsun Jue managed to dodge the sword's edge, half of the hair band on his left wrist fell to the ground, and a bloody mouth stretched from the back of his hand to his elbow, which was shockingly deep.

Song Lingshuang took a step forward in desperation, "A Jue!"

Hua Yunzheng took the opportunity to stab Song Lingshuang again.

Changsun Jue couldn't care about anything else at this time, his spiritual power instantly increased to the peak, he swung Hua Yunzheng's sword away, raised Jun Xiao horizontally to avoid the blade, and slapped Hua Yunzheng's chest flat with the blade of the sword.

Hua Yunzheng was blown away and hit the wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood.He leaned on the wall behind him to barely stand up, raised his eyes and stared fiercely at the two people in front of him.He didn't seem to feel the pain at all, and he didn't even wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. He was dragging the sword with trembling hands, and was about to rush forward again.

Chang Sun Jue frowned.

Song Lingshuang anxiously yelled at the already pale Huashi disciple beside him: "Are you really doing this and watching? Go and call someone!"

As soon as the words fell, dozens of disciples rushed into the private prison, followed by Hua Zhongyang and He Ling, the current head of the He family.Since the red flame epidemic, the power of the He family has not been as good as before, and they have gotten very close to Hua's family by virtue of their previous friendship.

Song Lingshuang finally let go of his heart for the time being, thinking that the kid still has some eyesight.

As soon as Hua Zhongyang came in, he cast spells to restrain Hua Yun, threw it to the disciple behind him, and ordered, "Take it back and lock it up!"

Compared with the previous days, he looked much older, his face was ashen, and there was still a look of grief in his eyes.He glanced at Song Lingshuang, and finally looked at Changsun Jue and said, "Young Master Changsun, Hua has no intention of imprisoning you here. Otherwise, go to the guest room first and treat the injury on your hand, and ask Hua to give it to the grandson." An explanation from the suzerain."

Changsun Jue: "I won't go."

"If you want you to go, you go! Whatever sex you want!" Song Lingshuang wished he could knock this elm on the head.

"The injury can be dealt with here, I won't leave." Changsun Jue didn't let go.

Hua Zhongyang didn't care about Changsun Jue's life and death at all, but only considering some superficial matters, he kindly persuaded Changsun Jue to leave.Unexpectedly, this kid didn't appreciate it, and his face was a little ugly for a while.

Seeing the sudden coldness of the atmosphere, He Ling opened his mouth to smooth things over, "Master Hua, since the eldest grandson insists on this, it is better to ask someone to bring some medicine and gauze, and let him treat the wound as soon as possible."

"I have the medicine." Changsun Jue cherished words like gold.

Song Lingshuang couldn't stand it anymore, sighed helplessly, and thanked He Ling with a nod: "Thank you, Sect Master He. Please ask someone to bring some gauze and clean water." He looked back at Changsun Jue, and added, "Okay Some needlework would be nice."

Hua Zhongyang gave Song Lingshuang a cold look, as a way of showing He Ling's face, ordered someone to make arrangements, and then flung his sleeves and left.He Ling greeted Song Lingshuang slightly, and followed her out.

Not long after, Qingshui, gauze, and the needlework that Song Lingshuang requested were delivered.

The white sleeve of Changsun Jue's left hand was soaked with blood, and the unstoppable blood flowed from the wound along his arm, and finally dripped down to the ground along his slender fingers.

Changsun Jue noticed Song Lingshuang's gaze fixed on his arm, and when his spiritual power moved, the Cleaning Curse wiped all the blood off his sleeve.

Song Lingshuang laughed angrily, "Is it useful to clean the clothes? Where are your hands?" As he spoke, he hurried over and gently rolled up Changsun Jue's sleeves, revealing a long, fleshy and bloody mouth, which made Song Lingshuang angry and distressed .

After urging Changsun Jue to swallow an interest-returning pill, Song Lingshuang carefully wiped the wound clean with clean water, and then carefully applied the medicine.During the whole process, Chang Sun Jue remained quiet and didn't feel any pain.

Seeing such a well-behaved grandson Jue, Song Lingshuang couldn't bear to complain that he was messing around just now.In fact, since he saw the wound, his depression these days has disappeared without a trace, and he doesn't care about the cold war or not.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Changsun Jue, and asked gently, "How did you find me?" He kept moving his hands as he spoke, wrapping the wound with gauze round and round, fearing that it would not be tight enough He couldn't stop the bleeding, and he was afraid of hurting Changsun Jue.

Changsun Jue didn't speak, and glanced at Song Lingshuang's half of her hairband that was still wrapped around her left wrist.

Song Lingshuang noticed where his gaze was, and smiled knowingly, "At that time in Yinshan, you must rely on it. But even if there is such a charm, it must be close enough to be effective."

"If you can't sense you, it means that you are no longer in Minghe. With your temperament, if you are not in Qingzhou, you are in Yinshan."

Song Lingshuang: "What if there are neither of these two places?"

Changsun Jue: "If you don't have any, go to Nanling, Xiqi, Imperial City, Beilu... search one by one, there will always be."

Complicated emotions arose in Song Lingshuang's heart, and he quickly hid the ripples in his eyes with a smile, "Now this spell is useless."

Just now, the hair band on Changsun Jue's wrist was cut by Hua Yunzheng's sword, and his arm was covered with blood, and the talisman had been smeared with blood, and Song Lingshuang wiped it clean when cleaning the wound just now.

Changsun Jue lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Song Lingshuang helped Elder Sun Jue bandage the wound, and brought needles and thread, and stitched up Sun Jue's torn sleeves one by one.It's just that he's big and thick, where has he ever done such fine work, the seams are messy, and the cuts are not aligned.He blushed when he saw his achievements, secretly glanced at Changsun Jue, and said guiltily, "It's better to do your work first, than to show your arms."

Changsun Jue glanced at the extremely rough seam on his sleeve, and withdrew his hand without commenting.

Song Lingshuang pursed her lips in embarrassment, packed up the sewage and needlework and put them by the cell door, and went back to sit next to Changsun Jue.

"Hua Zhongyang wanted you to die. He could have used Hua Yunzheng to make trouble. But he didn't let Hua Yunzheng continue to act wildly. It doesn't make sense." Changsun Jue curled up one leg and put his injured hand on his knee head, said calmly.

Song Lingshuang: "Perhaps he is worried about He Ling?"

Changsun Jue: "Why does Hua Zhongyang need to give He Ling face?"

Song Lingshuang also knew that this reason was a bit far-fetched, but he suddenly changed the subject and asked, "Why didn't you ask me if I really killed Brilliance?"

Changsun Jue glanced at him: "Didn't you say you didn't kill him?"

"What if I lied to you? It's not that I haven't lied to you before."

Chang Sun Jue stopped talking.After a while, he turned his head and looked at Song Lingshuang.

The boy's pupils were as black as ink, and his eyes were clear. He asked, "Then did you lie to me?"

Obviously he brought up the topic, but Song Lingshuang was inexplicably stared at by him, his heart beat faster, and he couldn't even speak awkwardly, "...Damn, of course not."

Changsun Jue looked at him for a while, then turned his head away and stopped talking.

Song Lingshuang scratched his head to calm down, and then said, "Brilliance should really be dead. They said it was because I kicked him, but I know how hard I used, that kick Absolutely no one can die! This is strange."

Changsun Jue listened quietly.

Ever since she was a child, Song Lingshuang had long been used to this person's silence.But now it seems that something has changed, and when Sun Jue doesn't speak, he can't sit still.When he was thinking about what to talk about, he heard even and long breathing.

Song Lingshuang turned her head and found that Changsun Jue was sitting against the wall, her injured hand was still resting on her bent knee, and her head was slightly turned to one side.

He fell asleep.

He had a fight with Hua Yunzheng, and the pill he took just now had the effect of relieving pain and calming the nerves, so he must be tired.

Song Lingshuang looked at the young man who had fallen asleep, feeling a little heavy.

He is an older brother, why did he let his younger brother protect him?The master will be here soon, and the matter has developed to this point, and I don't know how the old man will feel.

Song Lingshuang sighed, he was the last thing to want to implicate the teacher, but after all, he was implicated.

Three days later, Song Lingshuang and Changsun Jue were brought to the hall.

Song Lingshuang didn't know at this time that there was a big hat waiting for him.

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