The young master has magical powers

Yan Ziruo was a little stunned when he heard that, but he realized later, he hurriedly said, "I don't need to eat your meat, it would be great if your meat can detoxify..."

In Yan Zizai's warning eyes, Yan Ziruo swallowed the latter words and explained: "Actually, this poison is more to confuse people's minds first, basically similar to ghost presses, and then it will actually hurt the body later. But this mentality is the most difficult to be healed.

It's not necessarily something that touches everyone's heart, but it seems that my brother is very important to Wu Sheng's brother.

Therefore, the silent brother will wake up.Brother, as long as you are by Brother Wu Sheng's side every day, half of the poison will be cured, and the remaining half will be taken from my medicine.

But let me declare first, because Brother Wusheng has other poisons on his body, so my medicine may be slower... Oh, brother, why did you throw me out..."

"You're the one who talks a lot." Although Yan Zizai said that, he had a smile on his face.

This smile didn't last long, and I heard Yan Ziruo shout: "Brother, don't be complacent. Brother Wusheng doesn't necessarily like you because he values ​​you. Sometimes hatred and fear are also possible. Besides, maybe you owe it to me." took his silver..."

In order to prevent Yan Ziruo from kicking Yan Ziruo to death in a fit of anger, Wu Shouju covered Yan Ziruo's mouth and dragged him away.

Que Wusheng had already stood up at this time, he was only wearing a white robe, looking like a fairy.

Yan Zizai thought this way more than once, Que Wusheng might not belong to the world at all.

Que Wusheng had been lying on the bed for too long, and for a long time he was clearly awake, but he could only lie down, and now being able to stand up has become a luxury.

Que Wusheng picked up the teacup and took a sip, the fragrance of the tea smeared in his mouth, which made him feel much more comfortable.

And Yan Zizai just kept staring at him, Que silently turned his head to see Yan Zizai, his face turned red when he remembered what Yan Ziruo said just now, he...does he care about him?

Magpie silently lowered his head, drinking the tea in his cup.

Yan Zizai felt a little uncomfortable just pretending to be silent, and only thought about what to do: "From now on, I will eat and sleep with you, and we will never leave each other."

When they were in the underground palace of Yanjia Village, the two ate and lived together, and later they did the same in the carriage, but when they arrived at Wu's house in Jinling, they slept in separate rooms.

It's just that sometimes Yan Zizai doesn't worry about being silent at night, so he just sneaks over to have a look.

Now, it's justified.

Que Wusheng said in a low voice: "I'm sorry to trouble you." Naturally, he didn't think of other things that he shouldn't think about, all he thought about was that he still had to trouble Yan Zizai.

Yan Zizai wanted to make fun of him, but seeing Que's silent appearance, he really felt that he was bothering himself, so he swallowed what he wanted to say, and said: "It's okay, you and I have a good relationship, it's good to live together, I like to be with you Do you like living together?"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Que to speak silently, he said again: "If you don't like it... then I can only wrong you, and you have to face me every day."

Que Wusheng couldn't help laughing after hearing this: "I quite like it."

Yan Zizai has one good advantage, that is, he always makes him feel very comfortable, even if Yan Zizai is obviously the one who pays, but he can still speak in such a tactful way, as if he needs to give.

Yan Zizai let out a long breath, and looked at Que Wusheng with more meaning in his eyes: "Just like it."

Yan Zizai looked at the white robe in front of him, and suddenly remembered Xue Huan's white dress: "Do you like white clothes?"

Que silently looked at his clothes, shook his head and said, "Generally..."

"Then why do you always wear white clothes?"

Que silently tilted his head and thought for a while, "Probably everyone thinks I like white."

These words made Yan Zizai silent for a while, and sometimes he always forgets that Que Wusheng is also a person with preferences.

Because he is too well-behaved, perhaps his only impulse is to avenge the people of Tongque Terrace.

Seeing that Yan Zizai hadn't spoken, Que Wusheng asked, "Why do you ask me this question? Do you want to give me a gift?"

Yan Zizai smiled and said: "Ah, by the way, I seemed to have damaged your clothes before, and I said I would give you one."

Que silently thought for a while, only to realize that Yan Zizai ruined his clothes because of climbing the cliff.

But I'm not sure if it's because of this, anyway, Yan Zizai always ruins his clothes, thinking about it, it seems a bit weird...

Que said silently, "Then give me the white one."

Seeing that Yan Zizai was puzzled, he continued: "Tongque Terrace was slaughtered, I always want to..."

Yan Zizai also nodded. With so many people dead, how can you just forget it.

Hong Yao: The master is very considerate.

Hong Yao didn't speak, Que Wusheng almost forgot about Hong Yao, wondering if the voice he heard when he was unconscious was spoken by a human or a weapon?

At that time, he couldn't move, he couldn't open his eyes, and his voice was vague. It's hard to tell whether it was the retelling of the weapon or someone else.

He only knew that it was a human talking when he first opened his eyes, and then it turned into Hong Yao.

And the strange thing is that the weapon speaks so fast recently that it can almost synchronize with people...

Unless the weapon speaks on its own initiative.

like now...

Seeing Que Wusheng staring at Hong Yao, Yan Zizai smiled and said, "By the way, I said I would use it to make a fan pendant. I just have time today."

Hong Yao: Oh, no!

Jade Fan: Great!

It was rare for Jade Fan to take the initiative to speak, and Que Wusheng also became interested.

Bring both Hongyao and Jade Fan.

Yan Zizai picked up the red oyster, put it on the fan, and gestured: "Is it a little small? How about... add another one?" As he spoke, he took out a few red oysters from his sleeve, and then , put together...

put together...

put together...

However, Magpie silently heard Hong Yao's last words: No!

Jade Fan: Just one will do.

Yu Shan seldom spoke so many words, and it sounded very gentle. Is this his own voice?

This sounds very strange, but the most important thing now is, are these four red obsidian all the same?Or does the jade fan only need the red obsidian?

Jade Fan: I want that one, cry, the others are not Hongyao.

Que Wusheng picked up those red oysters, there are six in total, Que Wusheng said helplessly: "You...why did you take out so many?"

Where did Yan Zi know this? He shrugged: "Don't you want to choose slowly?"

Now it's the harmony effect, the six red lobes speak together, and the voice is louder than before.

However, I still can't tell the difference between these few: "These all look the same."

Yan Zizai said: "Of course, they were all made together."

Que silently looked at Yan Zizai: "Then... what else can I choose..."

Que silently looked at the six red stars again, feeling that each of the red stars was reaching out, begging to choose him...

Yan Zizai smiled and said, "You can wear a few more beads, which look very comfortable. I have plenty here, and you can even make it into a bracelet..."

Que Wusheng felt a headache when he thought of these Hong Yao talking together.

Que silently asked the jade fan: Do you know which one it is?

Jade Fan asked in a low voice: A Yao, which one is you?

Hongyao No. 1: Me.

Hongyao No. 2: It's me.

Hongyao No. 3: I am Hongyao.

Hong Yao No. 4 did not speak.

Hongyao No. 5: Who are you.

Hongyao No.[-]: Of course it's me.

No need to ask, No. 5 is definitely not the original Hongyao, Que silently picked it out, so what about the remaining five?

The jade fan was also very conflicted, it guessed who it was, but it didn't dare to say it right away, what if it misunderstood?This point is the same as Magpie Silence.

Que Silently only observed those few red yao carefully, he remembered that there was a scratch on Hong yao's body, because it was hit on the knife with it.

In this way, No. 6 was picked out, and there were four left.

Que silently asked the jade fan: How about wearing all four of them into fan pendants?

The jade fan didn't say anything, just when Que Wusheng thought that the jade fan would stop talking, the jade fan said: No, I only want the red yao.

Magpie sighed silently, and could only continue to pick at the four red oysters.

Yan Zizai looked at it strangely and asked, "What's wrong?"

Que said silently: "I only want the red yao just now, can you tell the difference?"

Yan Zizai laughed: "What's so difficult about it?"

After speaking, he casually took out one of the four: "This..."

Que Wusheng was a little surprised. I didn't expect Yan Zizai to be so happy. This...it's unbelievable. Yan Zizai could choose it just by looking at it.

Que Wusheng was somewhat disbelieving.

Yan Zizai looked amused at that blank look, and said with a smile, "You don't believe me, but it's true, don't I know my own weapons?"

Que Wusheng took the one that Yan Zizai gave him, which was No. 4 red yall, was it really the previous one?The jade fan also had some doubts: A Yao, is that you? "

Hongyao No. 1: It's me.

Hongyao No. 2: It's really me.

Hongyao No. 3: It's me, it's me.

Hongyao No. 4 still didn't speak.

Magpie silently asked Jade Fan: Are you sure what number it is?

Jade Fan Road: No. 4...

Magpie Silent: Are you sure?

Jade Fan didn't speak, and Que Wusheng didn't know whether it meant certainty or uncertainty.

Maybe Jade Fan is not sure?

Yan Zizai was a little strange: "Why do you have to find that red yao?"

Que Wusheng didn't know how to explain it for a moment, thought for a while and said: "For example, if there is another person who is exactly like me, you..."

Yan Zizai said indifferently: "You are not comparable, because I can tell it's not you at a glance."

After a pause, he said, "It's just a bead. If you can't tell the difference, then any one is the same to you."

Que Wusheng fell silent because of this sentence, and only looked at the jade fan, which he couldn't tell the difference.

The jade fan was also silent for a while, then suddenly cried: I want Hongyao!I want that Hongyao!Wow! !

Que looked at the jade fan silently and helplessly. He didn't expect the jade fan to be like this. He already doubted whether the jade fan belonged to him. The change was too great.But he can also understand Yushan's mood.

What now?

Hongyao No. 1: I am Hongyao.

Hongyao No. 2: Me too.

Hongyao No. 3: I am really Hongyao.

Hong Yao No. 4 was silent.