Jinghong knife

Qingming held his breath and didn't even dare to breathe out. It was the first time that he made such an intimate behavior when Chu Hanyang was awake.

It's emotional, and it's also a temptation.

He wanted to know how far Chu Hanyang would indulge him.

Chu Hanyang's eyelids moved, he didn't even bother to open his eyes, he didn't say anything, he just hummed softly, and after a few seconds, he rubbed against Qingming's arms again.

It is acquiescence to his behavior.

Qingming blinked, a smile appeared in his eyes, he immediately hugged him tighter, quietly clamped his legs, and fell asleep again with peace of mind.

When the two of them got up, the courtyard was no longer empty, and a dozen or so attendants stood obediently in the courtyard waiting for Chu Hanyang's order.

Chu Hanyang was wearing a white robe, his face became more and more handsome, and he was wearing a thick cloak. He leaned lazily in front of the door with his eyes half closed, more like a well-clothed man The young master glanced at all these people indifferently, his eyes were indifferent and indifferent.

He really didn't want to pay attention to the eyeliner sent by Chu Hentian.

After waving his hand, Qing Ming walked out, making arrangements in a low voice, but after a while, everyone dispersed and went to do their own things.

Chu Hanyang watched those people leave, and said coolly: "It's hard for my father to send so many people to monitor me. He doesn't know that I have cured the poison, but he is still so worried. He really didn't despise me at all. .”

Qingming tightened the cloak for him, thought for a while, and said in a low voice: "My lord, it is not difficult to control them. There are many drugs for controlling people in the Shalou, such as 'Keep Bone'."

Chu Hanyang's brows and eyes moved slightly, and he refused to accept it for three days, engraved in his heart.

This kind of chronic poison, you have to take the antidote once every three days, otherwise you will suffer heart-piercing pain, and life is worse than death. Obviously it is a word that represents the love and love of children, but it has become a word that makes many people shudder. poison.

He frowned, this idea is good, but this recipe...

Chu Hanyang looked at Qing Ming who was standing silently with his hands down, raised his phoenix eyes slightly: "Do you have the formula?"

Qing Ming nodded, and replied obediently: "Yes, Shalou used this kind of medicine on his subordinates, and his subordinates got the formula by accident, so they got rid of the poison on their bodies."

Chu Hanyang's eyes lit up immediately.

"Yes, then go and see if any of these people are easy to control. We can't let so many eyes stare at us all the time."

Qing Ming responded, opened his mouth, hesitated to speak.

Chu Hanyang looked at him with raised eyebrows, waiting for him to speak.

Qing Ming paused for a moment, then said: "My lord, this medicine... if the subordinate can make it, it is useless to the subordinate. You..."

Chu Hanyang didn't expect that this was what he wanted to say, so he couldn't help pursing his lips, finally snorted lightly, and kicked him lightly.

"What are you thinking about again. It's good to be deep-rooted, but there are methods that are more vicious than it. If you dare to betray me, I will not use such a simple thing to deal with you."

Qing Ming nodded, seeing that he had been standing outside for a long time, his face was a little pale, so he tightened his collar for him, and re-fastened the loose buttons one by one.

And just as his hand was about to be retracted, he felt his arms sinking, and Chu Hanyang lay lazily on top of him and didn't want to move: "I said, I believe you. So, don't have those unnecessary worries , let go and do what you should do."

After hearing this, Qingming's eyes immediately became softer. He stroked Chu Hanyang's slightly cool hair, carried him into the room, and then retreated silently. His figure flickered and disappeared into the courtyard.

At night, Chu Hanyang didn't eat dinner, but lazily lay down on the soft couch with a book in his hands and read it. He looked at the sky, and it was already dark, but Qing Ming hadn't come back yet.

Maybe it was because he slept enough during the day, but Chu Hanyang was more energetic every night.

He casually flipped through a few pages of the knife manual in his hand, without much interest, and threw it aside after a few flips, jumped down from the couch, straightened his clothes, and jumped directly from the window without going through the main entrance. out.

It's early winter now, and all martial arts practitioners have internal body protection, so until now Chu Hanyang still only has a white robe with dense stitches.

Although the material of the clothes is not expensive, it is close to the body and windproof, and will not affect his movements at all. Qing Ming tied a three-inch wide blue-gold waistband around his waist in the morning, making his waist look more slender and flexible.

It's just that Chu Hanyang always felt that Qing Ming's eyes were a little strange when he tied his waist, and his movements were not as quick as in the past, and it took him a long time to tie his hands on his waist.

As night fell, a white figure disappeared silently in the courtyard of Judao Valley. Just as Chu Hanyang left Jingxin Garden, his figure paused for a moment, and then continued to shuttle in Judao Valley.

Qing Ming is really reliable in his work.So he's off to confirm another thing now.

In Judao Valley, there are three sons, the eldest son Chu Zhangyang has always been calm and upright to the outside world. Although he is not very talented in martial arts, Chu Hentian attaches great importance to him, and specially let him live in the "Wangri Pavilion" closest to him.

The second son, Chu Hanyang, is unrivaled in martial arts and is obsessed with martial arts, but he has always been disliked by Chu Hentian.

Because he felt that this son had a cold nature and was hard to control, although he didn't dislike him, he didn't want to see him all day long, so he was arranged in the "Jingxinyuan" which was the farthest away from him.

Chu Xiangyang, the third son of Chu, has always been cynical and talented, but he never practiced hard, and he never paid attention to the affairs of the valley, but he did not do anything out of the ordinary, and he did not go out to eat, drink and have fun, but just stayed in his daily life. In his own "Xuetang Garden", he is obsessed with researching hidden weapons, spices and some messy things every day as a pastime.

Even Chu Hentian himself couldn't figure out what this little son wanted.

Chu Hanyang's ghostly figure sneaked into the Xuetang Garden at this moment. Mrs. Han's death was strange, and some people didn't want him to know about the bloody guards in Judao Valley.

He planned the ending but didn't make the ultimate move. He suspected that it was Chu Xiangyang who did it.

Chu Hanyang quietly found Chu Xiangyang's bedroom. The lights were on inside. Holding his breath, he carefully jumped onto the roof, lifted a tile, and looked into the room.

Seeing the steam rising in the room and burning incense, he frowned. He didn't expect that Chu Xiangyang was taking a bath.

Chu Xiangyang was two years younger than him, and his stature had already grown.

The young man's strong and healthy body was submerged in the water, and the water vapor filled the air. His back was facing him, leaving a slender and strong back, but his head was lying on the edge of the bucket. He didn't know whether he was thinking or falling asleep.

Chu Hanyang quietly sneaked into the room, unexpectedly just took a step, a burst of cold light came, he didn't have a trace of panic, he turned his head unhurriedly, a knife almost brushed against him His face flashed across and directly sank into the wall behind him.

Immediately, almost at the same moment, two long golden ropes with weighty copper balls dangling from them nimbly, like a spirit snake spewing out letters, attacked him simultaneously from left to right.

The Qiankun Suo is an extremely rare weapon in the Jianghu.

Chu Hanyang stood there like that, neither dodging nor dodging, with a slight movement of his palm, the two ropes tied with copper balls at the top made a thud, were violently shaken away, and bounced in different directions.

The other end of the rope was held in Chu Xiangyang's hand. The force of the rebound made him take a few steps back and raised his head in surprise.

"Second brother?"

Chu Hanyang didn't wear anything to cover his face. Although the lights in the room were not very bright and the mist filled the air, it was enough for Chu Xiangyang to recognize him.

At this time Chu Xiangyang looked at him in surprise, he was only wrapped in a coat in a hurry, and his face was slightly embarrassed.

"Second brother, why did you sneak in while I was taking a shower..."

Chu Xiangyang swallowed his words silently after seeing Chu Hanyang's indifferent face, quietly tightened the loose clothes on his body, raised his eyes, and asked cautiously: "Second brother came to see me late at night, is there something wrong?"

Chu Hanyang didn't say anything, just took a deep look at him, and said calmly: "It's nothing. Father asked me to supervise your practice, so I'll take a look.

Qiankun Suo, you are good at using it, but your sword skills are still a bit weak.The knife thrown just now lacked strength and direction. "

This level is far behind his own Ah Qing.snort.

Chu Xiangyang scratched his head, smiled begging for mercy, and stared at Chu Hanyang blinking, his eyes were fiery and timid.

"Second brother, you are an expert at using knives. I have always wanted to learn something from you, but I have never dared to tell you. This time, can you spare some time to accompany me?"

Chu Xiangyang smiled embarrassedly, he was always a little afraid of his second brother.

Chu Hanyang frowned unobtrusively, looking at Chu Hanyang looking at him with burning eyes, it was true that Chu Xiangyang liked to follow behind him since he was a child.

It's just that he has a cold temper, and every time he gets close, he will be afraid again, so he just stands far away, looking at him timidly, but the fire in his eyes has never changed.

Chu Hanyang lowered his eyes, making it hard for people to see the expression in his eyes.

His Qingming is also afraid of him sometimes, but he never avoids him.That man, knowing the danger, couldn't help approaching him.

Chu Hanyang was used to other people's fearful eyes, but Qing Ming was the only one who dared to walk towards him.

Chu Hanyang's eyes flickered for a moment, and he felt a little dazed: But after working so hard for a while, why did he start to miss that man...

The author has something to say: Chu Hanyang: =dish=!

Everyone: T mouth T is scary!

Qing Ming: My lord...so cute!