Distress Tours

——with a ghostly talisman pressed against her forehead, she suddenly felt a chill

——"This spell will freeze nearby living corpses..."

——The extremely insolent lawless theory, we meet again

All kinds of encounters during the day were like boulders pressing down on Buluomei, and her whole body was uncomfortable. Just when she turned over, she felt a sudden pain in her chest. Taking a deep breath, from the first light scar to the deep red to the current wound that is just as scabbed, if this continues, sooner or later the wound will open as if it has just been seriously injured. The terrible thought in her heart seems to be start to come true...

The moonlight was bright, and in the quiet corridor, Bu Luomei walked slowly to the vicinity of Xiang Duxiu's room in a daze and didn't know what to do. She still had doubts hidden in her mind and was in a state of confusion. She couldn't tell whether she wanted to see him or wanted to see him A person is quiet and quiet.

The night wind blows gently, blowing the hair tail of Buluomei's shawl fluttering, and gradually blows away her restless thoughts, leaving only half a day of leisure, and she never notices Xiang Duxiu's approach, "Amei, good Yaxing."

Martial arts practitioners have keen five senses, and they don't know how to hide their breath, but Xiang Duxiu is still aware of her arrival, but when he first saw her eyes, he was at a loss Although it flashed by, it couldn't escape his eyes.

"Aren't you asleep yet?" Buluomei lowered her eyelashes, restraining her thoughts.

Xiang Duxiu was not in a hurry to return to her, but took out a jug of wine and two small cups, and placed them on the bench beside her, "The moonlight is just right, suitable for night chats. Amei, would you like to drink with me?"

As soon as the jug was opened, the rich and mellow fragrance spread out in the cold night, Buluomei took a deep breath and said firmly, "It's sweet-scented osmanthus wine!"

"Of course." Xiang Duxiu was in a good mood, poured the wine herself, then held the wine glass in front of her nose and swung it slowly, taking a leisurely sniff of the aroma in the glass, "It is indeed a treasure that the owner of the Murong Hall has kept privately. "

? ? ?Buluomei seemed to understand something, and took a sip, it was sweet and mellow, stronger than the drink with Murong Qing that night, "It's not the same as the one I dug out from under the tree that day."

"Different people naturally have different tastes." Xiang Duxiu smiled mysteriously, not entangled in the eyes of the people beside him, but just looked at the bright moon in the sky, and propped his head, "Wine is Good wine, but something is still missing, if accompanied by a few peach trees..."

"Don't think about it," Bu Luomei said unceremoniously: "There are no peach blossoms, but the moon." She paused, toasted to the night sky, then handed it to Xiang Duxiu, and said with a smile: "You can have it."

The whole body of the green cup makes the white hands holding the cup even more beautiful. Although the wine in the cup is half down, you can still see the bright moon reflected in the cup. It flickers with the movement, and the moment is eye-catching. Xiu actually held her hand and drank the cup of Mingyue in one gulp.

"You!" This series of operations made Buluomei's cheeks blush, Nana took back the cup, and finally said in a soft voice: "I just showed you, I didn't let you..."

"Good wine." Xiang Duxiu smiled and filled her with wine.

After a few cups, Xiang Duxiu propped her temples and said casually: "Although Amei's name has plum in it, she has a deeper relationship with peach blossoms."

"Why do you know that?" Buluomei was not as good at drinking as he was, and now he was leaning against the pillar, enjoying the gentle breeze with his eyes closed, and asked casually.

"When we first met, it was Yu Taolin who rescued you. At that time, you suffered serious internal injuries..."

"How heavy is it?" He continued casually.

"The three internal forces are impacting in your body. If you don't treat them in time, they will be torn apart from the inside." Xiang Duxiu took another sip, his eyes darkened, and he thought for a while, "It's strange to say that the spiritual power in your body is weak. It is powerless to resist, and I don’t know why it lasted for a long time, but fortunately, the doctor was one step ahead of me, and got the seven-colored Phoenix God Grass.”

"Seven-colored phoenix grass." Bu Luomei murmured in a low voice, after struggling with her heavy head, she suddenly woke up and stood up, her slightly drunkenness also sobered up a lot, seven-colored phoenix grass? !How could she forget that the three strands of internal force are naturally the masterpieces of the Miedu Sanzong, but there are obviously only two colorful phoenix grasses in the play, and they were used to heal Chiba Legend and Eternal Sky respectively!What about her share?

Xiang Duxiu didn't expect Bu Luomei to be so excited, he stretched out his hand and patted her shoulder lightly, the coolness and trembling of his hand made him look at her a few more times, he pushed off his cloak and put it on her body instead .

Bu Luomei, who was still in shock, quickly grabbed the hand that was about to be stretched back, and said nervously: "Then did you see the doctor get the magic grass? Or did you see the doctor use the magic grass with your own eyes?"

"When I went back, the three internal forces in your body had disappeared."

The night wind blew up again, and the coolness rushed to her neck. Buluomei slumped and tightened the cloak on her shoulders, and remained silent. Xiang Duxiu actually didn't see it with her own eyes, so who treated her injury?In a trance, she had a bold idea, did she also die?

The fleeting thought made the pain in her chest intensify, Bu Luomei held her breath and closed her eyes without saying a word, afraid that Xiang Duxiu would find something unusual, or that she thought wrongly, her own appearance was originally a variable, Maybe the original setting has been changed a little because of this?No, no, even if there is a change, it should be changed because of her appearance, and before her appearance, the seven-colored phoenix grass...she didn't dare to think about it.

Tonight's Bu Luo Mei is so abnormal, Ling Xiang Duxiu can't help but think, is the problem with the divine grass?With such a big reaction, could it be that the doctor didn't get the magic herb?How can Buluomei be saved?impossible.

Feeling flustered, Xiang Duxiu held Bu Luomei's hand tightly for peace of mind. It was white and delicate, but the real touch brought some coolness. He turned from peace of mind to distress, "Go back to the house, it's very cold at night."

The feeling of bewilderment that was at a loss before came back to my heart, Bu Luomei pulled Xiang Duxiu back, looked at him fixedly, and asked: "Ah Xiang, is Yi Fa Wu Tian dead?"

"Of course." That's right, when she met with the lawless a few times before, she always looked at Amei with sharp eyes, presumably Amei still had lingering fears about it, Xiang Duxiu nodded and added: "I His swordsmanship is transcendent, so he is naturally a one-hit kill."

But I still saw her today, no, Yi Fa Wu Tian just forgot that she was dead, Bu Luo Mei was silent for a moment, and thought about it: "A Xiang, are you afraid of ghosts?"

Knowingly asking, but mentioning these, the wind blowing past the ears gradually felt cold, Xiang Duxiu pretended to be calm, but the unnaturalness on his face betrayed him, "No..."

Bu Luomei raised her eyelashes in a daze, her eyes were full of panting, she looked closely at Xiang Duxiu, "Ah Xiang, are you afraid of me?"

Perhaps it was the expression in her eyes that stimulated his heart, making him wish to pour out all the joy in his heart to fill her anxiety. Xiang Duxiu took her into his arms and said firmly: "Don't be afraid, I am happy with you."

Bu Luomei's eyes contracted slightly, and the accident of confessing to her again was like a piece of driftwood in the ocean to her, which made her hug him tightly, stop worrying about those messy things, just let him go now. Wanting to respond to him, she likes him too.

It seemed that he hadn't dreamed of Yu Ying for a long time, so this time he saw the clouds and mist, and Buluomei was in a daze for a long time.

The strange white mist sensed the approaching person, and gradually dispersed to reveal the radiant Yuying inside. She looked at Buluomei with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and greeted her very familiarly, "You are here."

"You look happy." Not a question, but a statement.

"Heh," Yu Ying smiled even more happily, playing with a bunch of black hair on her chest with her fingertips, "You know what? I really like your current state of no fighting spirit, it's almost urging me to quickly return to my body."

"You want to replace me?" There was a flash of insight in Buluomei's eyes, and she suddenly smiled, "No, this is yours."

"I'm enlightened," Yuying nodded in satisfaction, "Although in your current state, it would be easy for me to regain my body, but now the time has not yet come, so I will give you a few more days."

Bu Luomei raised her cloudy eyes and asked an irrelevant question, "Can I touch you?"

Yuying froze for a moment, nodded, and when she got the answer, the other party walked in slowly. When they met each other, she suddenly felt her shoulders sink, and it was the other party who put her on her shoulders. The person with his extremely similar face approached, and Yu Ying frowned slightly.

"Yuying, it's really you." Buluomei had compassion in her eyes, watching the discomfort slowly creeping up in her eyes for a moment.

It's been a long time since she's been called by her name. At this moment, coupled with the slightly sad tone in her tone, Yuying also had a bad premonition in vain. She had a premonition that her next words would not be good news, but she Unable to stop it, he just pursed his lips and stared at the other's lips.

"Yuying, do you still remember what happened on the day of the Tianku Festival?"

Perhaps the shock that she was not a living person made her doubt whether Yu Ying had really escaped the ceremony, and Bu Luomei decided to ask the person directly.

In an instant, the smile in those eyes gradually disappeared, and when Bu Luomei mentioned it so dullly, she just wanted to blurt it out as a matter of course, but when she was silent for a moment, she felt that some memories in her mind were not so clear, as if everything was separated by a thick white Fog, what is it covering up?

In an instant, a scene of a long sword stabbing head-on with a fiery sword flashed across her mind. Yuying's face turned pale in an instant, and she couldn't help taking a few steps back, and accidentally pulled her chest. The slight pain of the pulling made her feel uncomfortable. Frowning, red lips moved slightly and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Yuying, do you still remember you..." The other party's reaction was not right, Bu Luomei hesitated to speak.

"Shut up!" I can't let her say any more, this is Yu Ying's only thought, she covers the absent-minded Bu Luomei, to prevent the other party from blurting out something that makes her uncomfortable, but her hands have already begun to tremble uncontrollably, "shut up."

The place is empty, and the thick fog surrounds the two of them, and even they are wearing white clothes, so it looks even more like the soaked red on Yuying's chest. Attracted by the red color on the other party's skirt, he kept staring at Yuying, and naturally noticed her strangeness, and followed her gaze to Hongyan on his chest.

The hand that was holding her lips finally left, Bu Luomei was stunned for a moment, and quickly went to look at her wound that had been puzzling her all along, but it was white and smooth, and her surprise made her look up at Yuying, who opened her eyes wide in disbelief. The eyes, covering the bright red on the chest, seemed to have a layer of white mist in the eyes, and when Yuying looked at her, there was a bit of determination in the eyes.

"Yu Ying?" Bu Luomei called softly.

But the person mentioned was hanging his eyelashes alone for a while, then smiled brightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes for a moment, he grabbed Bu Luomei and pushed her back hard, watching her being surrounded by white mist and gradually disappearing without warning, his heart It was as if a heavy burden had been relieved, if it wasn't for Bu Luomei's words today, Yu Ying would never have made such a move before the time came, she, who was still pale, took a deep breath and slowly closed her eyes.

The morning sun penetrated into the window and shone on the peaceful face of the woman on the bed. After a while, her curled eyelashes fluttered like a butterfly's wings, and she slowly opened her eyes to adapt to the wanton warm light in the morning, pointing The flowing breeze, and her original body.

At this moment, the door was knocked lightly, and a pleasant voice came, "Amei! Amei? Wake up, let's go to the next town today, I heard that there is an underground spring there!"

Ah Mui?The woman rubbed her brows, yes, she remembered, the previous one seemed to be called Bu Luo Mei, so the man outside the door must be calling someone else, the random woman laughed dumbfounded, this is not okay, she Tell someone now, her name.

Her name is Feather Warbler.

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