Jinghong knife

"What did you say!" A low growl came from the bedroom of Judaogu Chu Hanyang with a suppressed voice.

Yan Ruoqing lowered her head, her body trembled slightly, and she stood aside with her neck curled up, silently daring not to make a sound.

Chu Hanyang's phoenix eyes were filled with evil, and he stared at him. Just as he was about to say something, he felt his hands tighten. He was startled, and when he looked down, he saw a pair of gentle black eyes looking at him warmly.

"My lord, Master Yan Shaogu said he wants to reconnect with a broken leg, so let's listen to him." Qing Ming said softly.

Chu Hanyang pursed his lips, and Yan Ruoqing said that when Qingming broke his leg, he forced to walk, and he had already hurt his muscles and bones. If he didn't want to leave the root cause of the disease, he had to break his leg again, then reattach it, and take it easy.

He knew what Yan Ruoqing said was right, but he knew even more that this meant what kind of pain Qing Ming would have to endure again.

He opened his mouth, and just about to say something, he saw Qing Ming looking at him softly, but his eyes were extremely firm.

"My lord, this subordinate is your knife, this little pain is nothing."

Chu Hanyang's eyes darkened, and he was silent for a while, but finally he couldn't refuse the bright and stubborn gaze, so he nodded.

Yan Ruoqing heaved a sigh of relief, and prepared for the work of rejoining the broken bones in an orderly manner. His lips moved, and he wanted to let Chu Hanyang leave, but when he saw the hands of the two tightly clasped together, he still put everything together. I swallowed all the words.

Yan Ruoqing took the joke away, and after making all the preparations, she nodded towards Chu Hanyang and Qing Ming, put her palm on Qing Ming's leg, and with her internal force running, she snapped her palm and pressed it down.

Qing Ming suddenly let out a muffled snort, a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and veins bulged on the back of his hand. His right hand was tightly holding onto the brocade quilt, but the left hand holding Chu Hanyang did not exert any force at all.

Chu Hanyang looked at him in extreme pain, but still gritted his teeth and didn't say a word. There was a sudden pain somewhere in his heart. He pressed the painful place with his palm, but he didn't feel anything unusual.

He wasn't hurt, so where is the pain?

Yan Ruoqing's complexion was serious, and he healed Qingming Xugu step by step. Even though Qingming's face was pale with pain, he still bit his lip and didn't make a sound.

In the end, he trembled uncontrollably because of the pain. Chu Hanyang watched for a long time, and finally leaned over and kissed his trembling lips.

As soon as I kissed, I felt a fishy sweetness coming from the tip of my tongue.

Qingming opened his eyes, his starry eyes were slightly red, even at this moment, he still opened his lips obediently and let Chu Hanyang kiss him, maybe it was so painful, he bit Chu Hanyang's lips lightly, but No effort.

"Okay. Next, there is the fox's jasper continuation ointment. It will be fine after a few months."

Two hours passed, Yan Ruoqing wiped the sweat from her forehead, and was about to show Chu Hanyang a rewarding smile, but found that the two had fallen asleep together head to head without knowing when.

Qingming's brows were still in pain, but there was no worry, and there was a sense of relief.

And Chu Hanyang has been sleepless these days, and finally couldn't stand it anymore at this time, lying on the head of the bed, leaning against Qing Ming's head, and fell asleep deeply.

Both of them turned their heads sideways, their faces were very close, as if they could kiss each other as soon as they opened their eyes.

Yan Ruoqing stared blankly for a while, with envy and sadness in her eyes, and finally went out quietly and closed the door for them.

"Is that guard okay?" Xiao Chen came out from the dark and asked.

Yan Ruoqing shook her head with a little tiredness between her brows.

"What's the matter, what's on your mind?" Xiao Chen looked at him with raised eyebrows and asked.

"Should I tell my brother? Brother Xiao, help me."

Yan Ruoqing glanced at him coolly, and said, "It's nothing to worry about if I can tell you. You really don't treat yourself as an outsider. Go away, I don't know you well."

Xiao Chen sighed twice: "Hey, everyone has grown up, and they all regard my brother as an outsider. I think you were so obedient at that time when each of you hugged my leg. Unlike now, one Tian Tian Yell at me, the other just ignores me."

Yan Ruoqing rolled her eyes, he and Chu Xiaodao did receive a lot of care from Xiao Chen in the early years, they remembered this love, but it's a pity that this can't be said, otherwise this dead fox would easily get his nose in the face.

He didn't expect that he himself was no different from Xiao Chen in Chu Hanyang's mind.

"I left beforehand, and I don't need to be here for the rest, just tell Chu Xiaodao to let his people rest slowly."

"Where are you going in such a hurry?" Xiao Chen looked at him in surprise.

Yan Ruoqing picked up the medicine box, and the light blue clothes floated in the air.

"Lone Wolf Mountain. I will be there for a while, if you need anything, you can find me there."

Xiao Chen's eyes flickered when he heard this, Lone Wolf Mountain is an ominous place shrouded in miasma and poisonous mist, full of poisonous insects and ferocious beasts, Xiao Yanzi's martial arts is mediocre, how can he live there?

Looks like he's not alone either.

Qing Ming didn't sleep for a long time, because the wounds on his body kept coming from bursts of pain, which made him unable to sleep well. When he opened his eyes hazily, the first thing he saw was Chu Hanyang's picture. Some haggard face.

Qing Ming went out to inquire that night, but was drugged and plotted against. It has been five days since today.

In just five days, Chu Hanyang lost a lot of weight, and even now he couldn't hide his dark blue color.

Qingming looked at Chu Hanyang sleeping deeply on the bedside, and could not hide the distress in his eyes. Seeing that he was sleeping on his stomach like that, without any clothes on his body, he gritted his teeth and wanted to move away. His coat was put on Chu Hanyang's body.

However, as soon as he moved, there was a sharp pain like a needle prick in his leg, which made him gasp, and his tossing and tossing woke up Chu Hanyang who seemed to be sleeping.

"I just connected your leg, why are you moving around!"

Chu Hanyang's phoenix eyes were still a little bloodshot, he quickly stood up and helped Qing Ming, and gave a soft reprimand.

Qingming sighed, and said in a low voice: "My lord, there is nothing wrong with this subordinate here, you can go and have a rest."

Chu Hanyang also knew that his complexion must be bad at this time, but he still shook his head.

Qing Ming frowned, and just about to say something, he saw Chu Hanyang start to take off his clothes one by one, he was stunned, and called blankly: "Master?"

Chu Hanyang rubbed the stiff back of his neck, turned his head slightly, and finally jumped over Qing Ming's body very lightly, landed on the inner side of the bed, and lay down slowly.

"I haven't slept these days. I'm really tired. But I don't want to go. Since you can't sleep, please talk to me."

Qingming's eyelashes trembled, and she answered yes softly.

"You were kidnapped the night Chu Hentian died, right? With your martial arts and prudence, you shouldn't have such a problem. How did Chu Xiangyang do it?"

Hearing this, Qingming's eyes rarely flashed a trace of dullness, and he said in a muffled voice: "This subordinate is careless. He pretended to be a blood-clothed guard and sprinkled the drug on me. It's fine if it's an ordinary drug." Oh, what he sprinkled is Fu Mo Zui Shi San."

"Fu Mo Zui Zang San, the unique medicine of Zombie Valley?"

Chu Hanyang frowned. The three valleys in the rivers and lakes refer to the Valley of the Medicine King, the Valley of the Absolute Sword, and the valley of the evil corpse.

The members of this sect are extremely mysterious and weird. They not only have venomous martial arts, but also have all kinds of crooked abilities, making it hard to guard against.

Among them, Fu Mo Zui Zang Powder is a well-known drug that claims that no matter how strong the martial arts are, it can be knocked down instantly. The higher the martial arts, the more irresistible it is.

According to legend, at the moment of drug addiction, one will see the deepest desire in one's heart, but if there is even a little delusion, one will immediately lose consciousness.

Human beings are not sages, let alone grasses and trees, and no one can truly have no desires and desires, so this medicine is called the first drug in the world.

At this moment, Chu Hanyang's mind was in chaos, and he didn't want to think too much about why the drug from Corpse Demon Valley fell into Chu Xiangyang's hands.

He was concerned about Qing Ming's injuries, so he didn't dare to hug him, but just leaned his head on his shoulder and rubbed it.

"My lord, do you just rely on the title to determine that person is a fake?"

Qing Ming was not feeling well right now, her body was in severe pain, she had nothing to say, and wanted to distract herself a little.

Chu Hanyang lay lazily beside him, smiled: "There is more than one flaw, the two of you feel completely different."

Not just because of the name.The feeling, the temperature, the taste, everything is different, so obvious that you can tell it without thinking.

Chu Hanyang just tentatively leaned against that person's arms that day, and immediately felt that it was not Qingming at all.

Qing Ming froze for a moment, then asked blankly: "What's the difference?"

Chu Hanyang yawned, the corners of his eyes were slightly moist, he leaned against Qingming's shoulder and closed his eyes slightly, his nasal voice was soft.

"It's just different. It's warm and comfortable when you hug it. That person doesn't feel right when you hug it. It doesn't feel as good as yours."

After hearing his answer, Qing Ming couldn't laugh or cry, but couldn't help but rejoice that it felt good to hold her, otherwise she wouldn't be able to be so intimate with Chu Hanyang.

"By the way, according to the legend, Fu Mo Zui Shi San will see the desire|desire in his heart. What did you see at that time?"

Chu Hanyang asked vaguely, feeling sleepy again and again, his head was bit by bit on Qing Ming's body, and he raised his legs to clamp Qing Ming's legs, but he held back.

Qing Ming paused for a moment, and after a long time called softly: "My lord..."

"If you don't answer the question well, what are you calling me for..."

Chu Hanyang grumbled, tilted his head on Qingming's shoulder, but gradually lost his voice.

Qing Ming lowered his head, leaned his forehead on Chu Hanyang's head, and watched him fall into a deep sleep with his eyes closed, his breathing was steady and long, and his face was quiet and beautiful.

He smiled slightly, his eyes were soft and warm like spring water, and a kiss fell lightly on Chu Hanyang's side face.

He didn't call Chu Hanyang, it was his master that he saw that day.

The author has something to say: Fox Xiao has done bad things, so naturally he has to make up for it.