Jianghu lore order

There is no limit to the sea of ​​bitterness, and you will be right when you turn back.

But if it is in the middle of the boundless sea, what is the shore?

Lu Xiaofeng gently placed Huamanlou in the guest room in the temple.

It's not shabby here, just a touch of quaintness.

The bed was covered with plain white cotton pillows, and one could tell from a glance that there was no one there.

But Lu Xiaofeng couldn't care about these things, nor could he care about them.

He put Huamanlou on the bed, and called him urgently, Huamanlou!

Huamanlou did not wake up.

His hands became cold and cold again, and his breathing was peaceful but weak.

He hated Tang Siyu very much.

Even if there are too many tortures in life, if it really reaches this point, how can they be friends anymore, and how can there be no gaps?

It would be better to strip him to the bones and cramps, it would be a little more joyful in my heart.

He helped flowers to sit and stand all over the building, and he used his true energy to walk around the meridians with him.

Huamanlou's meridian is weak and soft, it is as weak and rootless as winding thread at this moment, as long as there is a little bit of force, it will definitely break and collapse.

This poison cannot be forced out.

Lu Xiaofeng felt helpless.

For the first time he felt at a loss as to what to do.

But time made him unable to hesitate.

an hour.

Time, at this moment, is like a poisonous snake, devouring him.

He finally put Huamanlou down slowly, and Huamanlou collapsed on the bed, he closed his eyes, as if he was sleeping in a lucid dream.

Lu Xiaofeng raised his eyes and suddenly found that there was a wine jar in this guest room.

He walked over and slapped the mud seal off the wine jar.

If the wine is poisonous, he thought, he would be poisoned to death together.

He picked up the wine and poured it into his mouth.

Only after tasting it did I realize that it was a jar of extremely strong wine.

He was secretly happy in his heart, he needed a pot of strong wine, the strongest wine.

I don't know who put it here, so why bother who put it here?

He poured half of the altar and shouted: "Brother Hua, get up and drink!"

Of course Huamanlou won't wake up.

He was poisoned.

If it is not resolved within an hour, the poison will never wake up again.

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly chuckled, and poured the second half of the altar into his mouth.

When I took two more sips, but not a drop came out.

With a wave of his hand, the wine jar was thrown on the ground, the porcelain fragments were broken, and the ground was covered with debris.

Hua ManLou still didn't wake up.

Lu Xiaofeng felt a little drunk.

If you drink too much wine, you will get drunk quickly.

Is Lu Xiaofeng drunk?

Even Hua Manlou knew that he was a person who liked to pretend to be drunk.

But at this moment, he himself doesn't understand, is he really drunk, or is he not drunk at all, but just pretending to be drunk?

He walked slowly to the bed again.

Hua Manlou was lying on the bed.He seemed to be sleeping peacefully at the moment.

Lu Xiaofeng stared at him.Look carefully at his face.

Huamanlou is gentle and elegant, and her face is even more delicate and handsome, not unusually good-looking.

Lu Xiaofeng had never looked at his face so solemnly and without squinting.

Normally, Hua Manlou would be shy and embarrassed, and even more likely to make fun of Lu Xiaofeng.

But now Huamanlou is just letting him watch, silently.

Lu Xiaofeng suddenly stretched out his hand and touched his cheek.

cold.exquisite.

What kind of emotion does he have for Huamanlou?

Is it the purest friendship?

Is it the simplest bosom friend?

Is it the firmest trust?

He suddenly remembered that he broke Yan An'er's sword in anger because Hua Manlou took Yan An'er's sword.

He thought of Hua Manlou cutting his own wrist, and he tasted the warm blood.

He thought of the hand Huamanlou withdrew in time in Gong Jiu's secret room, only half a minute away from his heart.

He thought of his nervous and anxious heart when he was cheated by Shangguan Feiyan because of Huamanlou.

All of this was originally just a simple friendship?

He never doubted it.

He never wanted to doubt either.

He only knows that this is the friend he is willing to accompany for the rest of his life.

He only knew that after leaving Shaman, he returned to the small building alone to see the relaxation and comfort of Huamanlou again.

Huamanlou is his best friend and someone he never wants to leave.

But now, he wanted to do something to this person that he never wanted to do with him.

His hands trembled suddenly.

He moved slowly from his face to the skirt of his shirt, and then slowly slid to his belt.

Huamanlou always liked to wear a moon-white light dress, as white as the moon and as heavy as frost, it made the young man flawless, natural and elegant.

He said: "Brother Hua..."

He knew that he might not be able to hear him at the moment, but he still said: "Brother Hua, as long as you get through, even if you kill me."

Hua Manlou's brows were calm, but he closed his eyes, how could he hear his words, and how could he answer him?

His hand finally landed on Hua Manlou's belt.

His hands were always trembling.

Gritting his teeth, he undid his belt.

The moon-white skirt parted, revealing the plain white underclothes full of flowers.

He slowly tore off his belt, and his breathing gradually became short of breath.

He drank too fast just now, and his heartbeat became faster and faster.

Hua Manlou was unaware of his heart-wrenching and throbbing, and was still intoxicated in the darkness.

His hair was spread out behind him, and his black hair stood out against the plain white sheets.A few strands of hair were entwined around the skirt of his clothes, hanging down.

Lu Xiaofeng gently twisted his hair behind his ears, and finally opened his shirt.

He has a faint fragrance of flowers and trees, which is natural and gentle, just like him, close and gentle, sincere and tolerant.

He only glanced at his skin, then turned his head away.

He never shy away from these things, and never shy away from them.

Hua Manlou's body is thin and fair. She has practiced martial arts all the year round. Although she is slender, she is not weak.If the green pines and poplars are as tall and straight as they are.

But now, he finally didn't even dare to look at it.

This is quite ambiguous.

This is far more serious than ambiguity.

Because he wanted to do something more serious to Huamanlou.

Suddenly, his body felt hot.

This is the endless fire burning.In the fire, there is intolerance, but also enthusiasm; there is pain, but there is no resistance.

He slowly unbuttoned his shirt.

He gently embraced Huamanlou, staring into his eyes.stared at his cheek.

He stared at his seven friends.

He took his cold hand.

He has held his hand several times. They held hands together. There was the joy of meeting each other, the joy of being reborn, the surging emotion, and the tacit understanding of mutual understanding. When they held hands, they already knew each other's thoughts. .

But this time, he knew that it might be difficult for them to do this again in the future.He was afraid that he would never have the chance to shake Hua Manlou's hand again.

His palms were intertwined with him, and at this moment, there was a feeling of sadness, how much helplessness, how much reluctance to let go.

He leaned against Hua Manlou's ear and sighed heavily.

He finally couldn't be friends with him anymore.

He said softly, "Brother Hua... I'm sorry."

Do not hesitate any longer.

There was no time for him to hesitate.

He can only make him hurt and wake him up.

He was finally cruel, and in an instant, the pain wrapped him up!

A thin layer of sweat suddenly spread across Hua Manlou's face.

He was powerless to resist.He was completely unconscious.

But the pain didn't leave him.

There was also fine sweat on Lu Xiaofeng's face, how could he not know how painful and bitter he would be.

He slowly wiped the sweat off his face, grabbed him hard, and moved suddenly.

Huamanlou seemed to have some reactions.

Even if he couldn't wake up, the severe pain had surrounded him and swallowed him deeper into the darkness.

It's not that Lu Xiaofeng doesn't know how to make a person happy in love, and it's not that he hasn't done such a thing.

But this time, he had no choice.

He can make others happy, but he can only make his most important people suffer.

Huamanlou finally made a movement.Although he didn't move, his body instinctively wanted to retreat, to escape from the source of pain.

His body tried to run away from him.A very slight but feeble retreat.

Lu Xiaofeng could only be ruthless, and pulled him into her again, sticking him closer and feeling him more deeply.

At this moment, he realized that the body enjoys happiness, but the heart can be so painful.

He said: "Brother Hua, wake up."

Huamanlou never opened his eyes.

A faint trace of blood suddenly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Lu Xiaofeng was shocked in his heart, quickly pressed his chin, looked at his lips carefully, only to realize that he was in too much pain, actually bit his lips and tongue.

His heart ached so much that he could hardly continue.

How could he have the heart to let him do this.

If not, what should we do?

He finally leaned down, and his lips touched his.

His lips unexpectedly also had a faint fragrance of grass and trees, as well as the smell of blood just overflowing.

Lu Xiaofeng kissed his lips lightly, and he opened his teeth with his lips and tongue, letting him relax slowly.

He never thought that there would be such a day, and he would also depend on his lips and teeth.

But he didn't relax his movements, he touched him, but he could only magnify the pain infinitely.

His lips were finally bitten by him.

Huamanlou was in too much pain, and he didn't know what he had done.

The blood of two people is entangled.

There is actually some pain that can only be rested until death.

Lu Xiaofeng only felt pain on the tip of his tongue and burning lips, his breathing became more and more rapid, his heart was throbbing with pain.

After all, he was emotional.

Hua Manlou's mouth was finally able to utter a faint sound intermittently. Lu Xiaofeng felt pleasantly surprised. He lowered his head to hear it, but heard him say: "... Pain... Pain..."

His face was covered with sweat, and his brows were tightly frowned. It was more tragic than a nightmare, and more desperate than an illness.

Hua Manlou is by no means a person who easily yells out his pain, he never speaks out of his pain, and never puts his own pain above others.He helped people and sympathized with the suffering of others.

However, at this moment, he cried out in pain with an extremely weak voice.

Lu Xiaofeng closed his eyes, held him in his arms, and said softly: "Hua Man Lou, open your eyes, open your eyes, I will let you go."

Hua Manlou seemed to be able to hear what he was saying, and moved his eyes a few times, but he did not open them after all.

Lu Xiaofeng lightly touched his eyebrows, the bridge of his nose, his lips, he didn't know how to make him not hurt, he didn't know how to relieve his pain.

Hua Manlou finally struggled gradually.

He is no longer like just now, he doesn't move at all, his instinctive reaction is getting stronger and stronger, but he still can't escape the person on his body, and can't escape the pain that makes him feel.

The more he moved, the more Lu Xiaofeng couldn't let go.

The more intense he struggled, Lu Xiaofeng's body actually felt a kind of pleasure that he had never felt before.

He simply hated himself for being like this.

But he couldn't let go.

Hua Manlou's body trembled faintly, the endless darkness and pain had made him unable to find an exit, and he could not obtain salvation. His spirit was faltering and almost collapsed.

He finally called softly: "Lu... Lu... Xiaofeng..."

Lu Xiaofeng actually heard him call her name, her heart was moved, and the extremely hard to explain emotion spread, she also buried her head in his ear, and listened to his last words: "...help...me..."

Lu Xiaofeng's defenses were finally broken, and his eyes felt sore without realizing it.

Hua Manlou finally had no escape, no escape, the pain that engulfed him finally engulfed his sanity, and he called Lu Xiaofeng to rescue him when he was about to regain his consciousness.

But how could he know that all these pains were caused by Lu Xiaofeng on him, and all of them were caused by Lu Xiaofeng deliberately wanting him to be so painful.

Lu Xiaofeng had mixed feelings in his heart, and in the end, he could only feel heartache and want to die.

He also felt that the soft and weak part of his heart was deeply touched, he was very emotional at this moment, and whispered in Huamanlou's ear: "Qitong."

Seven children.

He never thought that he would say it on such an occasion and under such circumstances.

He murmured: "Qi Tong, open your eyes."

He approached his face, hugged him deeply in his arms, buried his head on his neck, against his shoulder, feeling the heartbeat and pain that he had never felt before, and called him softly: "Qitong. "

He is very gentle.

He is very emotional.

Seven children.

How could he just be full of flowers.

He is not just a man of flowers.

This is his seven children.

It is Lu Xiaofeng's seventh child.

He hugged him like this, and finally moved violently. He felt his heart open and close, great joy and great sorrow, pain and intense pain, extreme heat and extreme cold.

He suddenly discovered that he finally knew his love, but he understood that he had finally lost his love and his lifelong best friend.

Life is the most painful, but the moment you know love, you know you can no longer love.

He thought in a daze that it would be difficult for him to hold his hand, embrace him, and truly touch his lips.He didn't have time to express his feelings slowly.

He seemed to understand himself all of a sudden, as if he had found the desire and expectation that he had been searching for for a long time.But now he has exhausted all the things he was looking forward to and longing for at this moment.

Even if they don't think of love, they will no longer be pure friends.

He couldn't even stand beside him unrestrainedly like before, enjoying the flowers and playing the piano with him, and drinking and singing with him.

Lu Xiaofeng had never felt such pain, even if he escaped death, even if his life was hanging by a thread, he didn't feel any pain today.

How can there be such pain in the world?

White light flashed, and the soul flew into the sky.

Lu Xiaofeng held Huamanlou in his arms, and he in his arms finally opened his eyes in an instant.

He fell asleep in one darkness and woke up in another darkness.

He woke up from the pain, but still had to face the pain.

But he finally opened his eyes.

Lu Xiaofeng was ecstatic.

Huamanlou was finally saved!

But my heart hurts.

Not just heartache.

But real pain.

When Huamanlou first woke up, he was unconscious and in pain.

The person he tried to push away, he has already pushed away.

His hand was on his heart.

A sharp finger!

In the twilight, he finally saved himself.

A sharp finger!

Huamanlou's consonance pointed.

Lu Xiaofeng's heart.

The pain spread, Lu Xiaofeng raised his hand, and quickly touched Huamanlou's acupuncture points.

Hua Manlou fell asleep again.

He has been saved, but how could Lu Xiaofeng want him to wake up at this moment?

He doesn't want to, he can't bear it.

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't hold back anymore, and finally spat out a big mouthful of blood.

He vomited blood several mouthfuls and still couldn't stop.

He knew the power of the finger of consonance, and he was afraid that his heart had already been hurt at this moment, and his life was in danger.

Huamanlou was delirious and in great pain, she didn't know what to do with her attack.He just tried his best to get lucky, and he couldn't get it back.

He has never hurt anyone, and he has never hurt anyone with a consonant finger.

When Lu Xiaofeng taught him to point to each other, he also laughed at the fact that the two of them might have a better understanding of each other in the future.

Unexpectedly, the first time he hurt someone, he actually used a consonant finger, which actually hurt Lu Xiaofeng, his best friend in this life, and the person who taught him the consonant finger.

How is this world created?

Lu Xiaofeng gently wiped Huamanlou's forehead, wiping away the sweat, but at this moment, he could hardly hold on, his face was ashen-colored, and the serious injury was hard to heal.

He carefully closed Huamanlou's skirt, feeling dizzy and almost fainted.

He thought, at this time, I must not die!