The rivers and lakes can't stand it

The method of holding children hostage is extremely low-key but effective enough, and of course it cannot be caught without a fight.

However, the henna did not hesitate to strike, which still surprised Qiu Zhuoxue. Mo Rong's folk style is a bit too tough. This move is certainly useful, and it can make the chips lose their due value, but they don't even say a word Killing with a single sentence... Could it be that he is not worried about the safety of the two children at all?

Snow Silkworm obviously had the same doubts, she grabbed the Hem of Veratrum's clothes, and said in a soft voice: "Veratre kills people, don't you worry about me and Chi Sha?"

Although there are no ups and downs in these words, for those who are familiar with Snow Silkworm, it is already coquettish.

Chi Sha was much more stable than her younger sister, and she didn't say such a word, but clutched the clothes of the hellebore, staring intently at everyone present.

People in the Holy Cult might not be afraid of him, but they couldn't help but feel trembling when they thought that the hellebore was right behind the little baby.

"I will avenge you." Heatweed stretched out his fingers, and lightly stroked the cracked blood at the corner of the girl's mouth. The slap marks on her face had turned purple, and it was particularly obvious on her small face. Her expression was still calm.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone in the holy religion felt their scalps go numb.

Unable to tell that Xuecan was dissatisfied with this answer, she glanced at Chisha's swollen face, suddenly covered her face, and said cautiously: "Chisha is so ugly, her face is hot, am I ugly too?"

Everyone has a love for beauty, Chisha heard this, turned his head and glared at his sister.

Qiu Zhuoxue smiled when she heard the words, she just thought it was a little girl who was cute, turned her eyes, and felt sorry for the scar on her face that was destined to be left when her body was separated.

But they don't know that it's not the face that the snow silkworms are cautious about. They have followed the goats since they were young, and have tasted the pain of being entangled in Gu poison and the pain of body separation. The scars and pain caused by this small slap are naturally not worth mentioning.

It's the coquettishness in this sentence, she wants the veratura to coax herself——

Heatweed has always been ruthless, and hates unnecessary troubles.

Although the two children were able to see outsiders in the hospital room, most of those people were sick, either in pain and insanity, or humble, and they all crawled at the feet of the goat weed, begging for his mercy, naturally there is no comparison.

The most annoying thing is that these people often see them, as if they see some dirty things, and they look more and more special about hellebore.

Children are the most sensitive, and gooseberry is not bad for them, but it is difficult to squeeze out any love. Therefore, the two children subconsciously suppress their nature and squeeze their own space, like female vines wrapping around a big tree, carefully avoiding the growth of gooseberry. Where Lu didn't like, he tried his best to reduce the possibility of being abandoned.

Until later, Fu Liugu appeared in the medical hut, allowing the two children to grow up again.

But now, Fu Liugu has brought a more important outsider, and the two little dills have finally realized that although the second big tree they are allowed to cuddle with is comfortable and considerate, it is unreliable. May leave at any time, can't help being pulled by anyone.

These newly born branches due to Fu Liugu have nowhere to go, so they can only return to the heatweed. The snow silkworm is careful, testing the patience of the heatweed to himself, so as to decide whether to cut off these instincts in time, or to keep them.

"Flesh wounds." The veratura said.

He neither said it was ugly nor said it wasn't ugly, but just responded, and Xuecan had gotten the answer she wanted, smiled through tears, and ran into the bamboo house holding Chisha's hand.

Children have their own set of rules to survive.

No matter how smart Qiu Zhuoxue is, it's hard to figure out how many little little thoughts are hidden in the few childish words of Snow Silkworm.

So he just looked at the backs of the two children and smiled.

Although there were many people from the Holy Cult, they were all silent at the moment, and no one dared to interrupt the conversation between the Heatweed and the Snow Silkworm, and they were full of curiosity about the sudden appearance of the autumn snow.

As the only native from the Central Plains who lived in Mo Rong for a long time, Fu Liugu's situation was well known to everyone, if not everyone. After all, not everyone had the guts to fight with weedel for many years.

It is true that Mo Rong is anti-foreign and conservative, but he is not a self-proclaimed person. Every witch will send people to the Central Plains to investigate the news and grasp the general trend of the world.

Naturally, Shengjiao has heard of Yan Boke's name, but he has never met this person face to face. It was not until Ban Fenghe said it that he realized that the handsome and romantic gentleman in front of him was actually Qiu Zhuoxue. Fenghe stepped forward and blocked the move of Heatra, and was even more amazed.

The man in green thought more than others, the hostage was lost, and he saw the ruthlessness of the hellebore again. The death of Aconitum damaged the face of the Holy Church, and it also reminded him of the fear that his life was hanging by a thread, and now his face is disgraced. Second, how to take the next step is the key.

So the man in green locked his eyes on Qiu Zhuoxue, and saw that he was blocking the goats, but the goats didn't react at all, and felt as if they caught a ray of light.

The man in green said: "Ban Fenghe, step back first."

Only then did Ban Fenghe feel that she had forgotten her feelings, and retreated in embarrassment, and responded respectfully: "Yes, my lord protector."

The man in green clasped his hands at Qiu Zhuoxue and said, "I am the right protector of the Sacred Cult, Nepeta, thank you Yan Boke for helping me and saving the lives of the people in my Sect. This kindness will never be forgotten by the Sacred Cult."

"It's a lot of work, what's the point."

Qiu Zhuoxue is not surprised that the other party can recognize her, Huo He and others are in the front, and Ban Fenghe is in the back. If the guardian of the law still can't tell the truth, it is really worrying.

Ban Fenghe doesn't know about the demon gu, but Jingjie, who is the guardian of the right, knows everything about it.

This monster is made of veratrum, Qiu Zhuoxue tracked it down because of the monster, but he didn't see the slightest intention of him to argue with veratrum.

Has a consensus been reached between them, or is Qiu Zhuoxue still ignorant?

This made Nepeta a little bit unsure, and tentatively said: "Master Wu Ji already knows what you are asking for. The monster you asked about was made by Mr. Veratrum, and the Holy Church will definitely give you an explanation for this matter." .only……"

Qiu Zhuoxue smiled when she heard the words, knowing that he was dragging her into the boat, she still saved enough face for Jingjie, so as not to embarrass him: "Just what?"

If there is no Fu Liugu here, Qiu Zhuoxue might as well cooperate with Shengjiao, he is not interested in the internal struggles of Mo Rong, who is right and wrong, far from being able to interfere with him as a Central Plains person, just ask the demon gu clues.

However now...

"It's just that your Excellency is a friend of Shengjiao now." Jingjie glanced at Fu Liugu, "I wonder if your friend will continue to be the guest of Mr. Veratrum?"

Two identities, two positions.

Qiu Zhuoxue didn't answer, he blinked his eyes, he really didn't expect that he, an uninvited outsider, would unexpectedly become a pivotal figure in this infighting despite going around.

He looked at Nepeta with a half-smile, and asked what the other party wanted to hear the most: "Your teacher and Dr. Lianlu both strike first when there is a disagreement. Qiu doesn't know the situation and dare not speak nonsense. I want to ask for advice. What is your teaching coming here today?"

Qiu Zhuoxue articulates clearly, her voice is gentle, not in a hurry, it makes people smell like a spring breeze.

Jingjie immediately beamed with joy when she heard the words, and said slowly: "This matter is a scandal in the sect, but since you have saved the life of Ban Fenghe, you are not considered an outsider, and this matter is related to you, and it can To be a witness, I don't care about many rules."

Chenatura watched coldly, with a hint of sarcasm flashing across his face.

The weak always beg for pity and accomplices. Nepeta is not stupid. He knows how to win over the strong with unknown positions, but this eagerness to fight makes the whole scene look even more ridiculous.

With Qiu Zhuoxue's ability, it won't take long to completely empty out the Nepeta and take away the secrets he needs.

This is the sad part of the holy religion, the fear brought about by incompetence, even if there are crowds, it will only magnify their own shortcomings, and eventually drive themselves crazy.

He finally took an interest.

Qiu Zhuoxue said: "Please tell me."

Standing in the corridor, Yue Mijin looked over from a distance, and saw Qiu Zhuoxue standing at the end of the sea of ​​flowers, talking to everyone with a smile, in high spirits, indescribably poised, unable to describe what it was like, just loved seeing him in such an air, Just smiled slightly.

Fu Liugu, on the other hand, was full of worry, pursing his lips tightly, hating him for refining such a Gu, and worrying about whether he would be able to escape this time, there was somewhere in his heart that quietly defended veratrum: it is a medicine with three parts of poison, When people want Gu, the gourd may not know what to use it for.

Heatweed is not a bloodthirsty and evil person. If he shows enough sincerity, he agrees to the deal, it's nothing more than that simple.

When other people do bad things, the investigators find him and disturb the cleanliness. Of course he is not happy.

When Hearing Heatweed's words to the two children, Fu Liugu's anger had gradually faded away, followed by a deeper sigh. Four years of being together was enough for him to know what Heshenwee was really like.

Sometimes Fu Liugu even doubts whether Heatweed has the feelings that people should have.

Even for Snow Silkworm and Chisha, who have been by Chenatura's side all the time, it seems that all he gave was the promise of revenge, which is even the deepest concern he can express.

Yue Mijin was quite optimistic about the situation. Seeing Fu Liugu frowned and sighed, thinking of his thoughts, he asked in a deep voice, "Are you worried about the veratrum?"

"No." Fu Liugu smiled wryly, "I was thinking, knowing that there would be no response, but I never changed my mind for him, and even gave birth to too many thoughts, it is really stupid."

Yue Mijin was stunned, a little strange: "What do you mean?"

"I've never understood the mind of weatweed." Fu Liugu was silent for a moment, and finally his emotional side prevailed, and he sighed, "He saved my life, kept me in Lengyue Yinquan, and even let go of his mouth to heal me The person who took it, do you think he treats me well?"

Yue Maze pondered for a moment: "Of course it's good."

"Yes, it's good but it's not taken for granted." Fu Liugu didn't look away, but said sadly, "I like him, and it's only natural that I treat him well. He is my benefactor. Logically speaking, Whatever he did to me, I shouldn't complain."

Yue Mijin heard what he meant, knowing that he was thinking about what happened to Qiu Zhuoxue and Chenatre just now: "As long as it doesn't harm others."

"That's right, this should be something I should consider. But somehow, I took it for granted that he should consider me." Fu Liugu said lightly, "Even because he failed to do it, I lost my temper with him .”

Such nonsense was unheard of by Yue Mijin. He was silent for a moment and asked, "How did you fall in love with him?"

"I don't know either." Fu Liugu sighed, "Probably during the days when my tendons were broken, I myself accepted my fate to be a cripple, but the weedel didn't allow me to give up. What kind of Gu insects and medicines, he tried Many, I can't figure out these things, and it hurts too much, and there is no improvement. I know he is just making a bet, so I can't help but toss.

"But... As long as there is a little effect, the heatweed will be very happy. Looking at his smile, I also have expectations, hoping that my hand will get better."

Yue Mijin commented coldly: "He doesn't care about you, it's just that your hand is an interesting new puzzle for him."

Fu Liugu was very helpless: "I know, you don't have to be so straightforward."

The two were silent for a moment.

Not knowing why, the more confused, hesitantly asked: "Why...don't you let go?"

"Let go?" Fu Liugu was stunned for a moment, "You should know the answer better than me."

He was talking about the rift that had been separated by seven years, if he could let go of it easily, it wouldn't be until today that he and Qiu Zhuoxue reconciled as before.

Some things, some feelings, are hard to let go, such resentment, love is even worse.

"That's right." Yue Mi said, "I do know better than you."

Why are you so annoyed...

Why are you so angry...

Why are you so unwilling to wait...

And why do you keep compromising...

And why choose to reconcile as before...

He chose to let go, precisely because he couldn't let go.

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