Three poisons

Bai Chulian fell into a coma this time, and she didn't feel quite at ease—although she was slender and slender, she was an adult in the end, and being held in the arms of a young man like Bai Yi, she swayed and felt quite uncomfortable.

But Bai Yi hugged him tightly, and he wouldn't allow others to pick him up.

After finding Bai Chulian, Bai Yi ignored everything else, handed Huo Youtang over to Li Fengjue, carried Bai Chulian on his own, got on the horse, and hurried all the way back to the site of Diefan Gate... Almost all the people at the door went to the underground palace, there was a big butterfly door, only Gu Nianqing stood in front of the door, stretching his neck cautiously to look outside.

Gu Nianqing didn't know what she was thinking, she only knew that she no longer had any relatives in this world, and she was afraid to just wipe her neck and follow her, so Bai Yi became her life-saving straw——

This person who had the same tragic experience as her, they were destined to meet and be together...... Even if he may not pay attention to her now, who can tell clearly what will happen after getting along with her day and night?

Human hearts are always made of flesh.

After resting for a few days, he went down to the ground, and waited at the door for a while. When Gu Nianqing returned to Bai Yi, he leaned against the door and smiled at him... However, the tall horse stopped in front of the Die Fan Gate ruins. Jumping off the horse, he just raised his head and glanced at her expressionlessly, then turned his eyes away to the person in his arms.

Gu Nianqing knew that he shouldn't go up to seek favors at this time, so he lowered his voice and said softly: "In the first room on the right hand side, I have prepared hot water and clean bedding, and Master Bai may use it."

Bai Yi glanced at her, his gaze swept across the small wound on her hand without any trace, and he paused for a while.

At this moment, the person being held in his arms snorted. Moyo had accidentally touched a wound on his back. The young man quickly lowered his head to look, only to find that his eyes were closed and he was very dizzy. Serene look (...).

He saw the injuries all over Bai Chulian's body. When he was picked up earlier, he was bleeding out like a bag of blood that had been poked into countless holes. Bai Yi's nose was full of bloody smell. The clothes were also dirty... So he didn't give Gu Nianqing even a moment's attention, just nodded, said "thank you", and passed her by.

Gu Nianqing didn't open his mouth to stop him. When he passed by him, he turned around and looked at the back of the young man who was leaving in a hurry. He curled his lips indistinctly, and then raised his heels.

……

Bai Chulian felt that he was placed on the bed with his back up. He hadn't been lying down for several days, so comfortable that he wished he could whimper twice like a cat, and his whole body stretched out.

Bai Yi neatly connected his left shoulder, Bai Chulian gritted his teeth and didn't say a word, at most his eyebrows trembled.

The left shoulder is only sore, so the injury on the back seems to hurt even more—that bastard Huo Youtang, the iron rods used to scrape the meat are divided into models and matching, and some iron rods are coated with oil and stained with oil. The grit, and some iron rods were stained by himself. After Bai Chulian teased whether he should add some peppercorns, he saw other strange combinations that made him want to sew his own cheap mouth... As for that? Salt that melts into a wound, and maybe even disinfects, is a gift of mercy.

Bai Chulian was lying on the bed, his eyes opened slowly, and he saw Bai Yi's back before putting him down and walking out...

There was the sound of water in the ear room, and he came back after a while, holding a basin of water and clean gauze in his hands.

"Master, the wound must be cleaned first." He said hoarsely.

Bai Chulian ignored him, mainly because he didn't know what to say... Anyway, when Bai Yi re-entered the room, he closed his eyes again, and simply continued to pretend to be unconscious.

It was probably because he did all the bumps and bumps in the Yuxu faction on weekdays. Bai Yi dealt with the wound very quickly, carefully separating Bai Chulian's hair sticking to his back from the wound - Bai Chulian's hair was thin and thick Soft, some strands of hair were deeply buried in the festering wound, and almost grew together... No matter how skilled Ren Baiyi was, when he picked out those hairs one by one, Bai Chulian still felt so painful that he really wanted to pass out. good.

Soon a basin of water was so dirty that the original color could not be seen.

When Bai Yi was going to change the second basin of water, Gu Nianqing had already filled the water and was waiting there. Bai Yi took it without saying "thank you", but Gu Nianqing asked, "How is the head of Bai?" ?”

Bai Yi turned his head and looked at Bai Chulian lying on the bed——

Because the wound had to be cleaned, all the clothes on the man's back were pushed down and piled up around his waist. The butterfly bone was slightly protruding, and there was a not-so-deep ravine in the middle of his back... A large piece of white, almost transparent skin was exposed.

The young man narrowed his eyes slightly, moved a step, covered Gu Nianqing's gaze with his shoulder, paused and said, "Go out."

Before Gu Nianqing had time to react, the half-open door had already slapped her on the nose.

Bai Yi turned his head and put down the new water basin. Before he could straighten up, he heard a hoarse voice from the other side of the bed: "...The butterfly gate is only five or six days old, and the Yuxu sect is the leader. For example, the ready-made firewood reserves are enough to burn for ten days and half a month, so she doesn't need to chop firewood herself."

Bai Chulian didn't pretend to be dizzy.

And the first sentence he opened his mouth was Mai Tai pretending to be a little white lotus.

Bai Yi put down the basin in surprise, and leaned in front of Bai Chulian: "Master, are you awake?"

Bai Chulian said "um", and frowned lightly: "It hurts, my back."

Those four light words, but Bai Yi only felt that his life was going to be taken away... He stood by the bed, silently clenched his fists under his sleeves, the veins on the back of his hands popped out, and stared at Bai Chu Confused, speechless.

But Bai Chulian just didn't want to pretend to be dizzy and had to grit his teeth to endure the pain. Otherwise, sometimes Bai Yi's strikes were not serious, and he was just torturing himself for no reason... and he didn't care about his apprentice seeing him right now. He wondered if he was embarrassed or guilty, the pain made him lose the function of being considerate.

At this moment, I felt the fiery gaze of the little apprentice sweeping around my back, and after a long while, I heard him coaxing in a low voice: "It's almost done, the medicine can be applied after the dirt is cleaned up, master just bear with it for a while." Tolerate."

Bai Chulian said "hmm" again, his eyelashes fluttered, and they half-closed again.

The short conversation ended, and Bai Yi continued his work just now, but his movements were obviously much slower than when he thought Bai Chulian was in a coma just now... It seemed that the torture was stretched ten times longer, and Bai Chulian almost thought he was Huo Chulian. An undercover agent sent by Youtang.

"Don't shake your hands." Bai Chulian finally couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Why panic, you won't die."

Bai Yi said "um" and continued to shake his hands.

Bai Chulian sighed in his heart, wanted to speak to comfort him, but didn't know what to say, let alone where to start... Suddenly he said, "It's nothing, Master doesn't blame you", it was so fucking embarrassing up.

He had no choice but to chat: "Sleeping with mice for three days, I kind of want to wash my hair."

Bai Yi picked out a hair from the festering wound, stared at his skin that seemed to be tight as a conditioned reflex, and nodded: "Okay, for a while."

Bai Chulian felt that if he wanted the moon in the sky right now, Bai Yi might also nod.

He stared at Bai Yi: "Have you grown taller again?"

Bai Yi: "It's fifteen years old."

It means that a boy of this age is just growing up, and it is normal for him to change every day.

Bai Yi's birthday is the year. If you count everything, Bai Chulian pinches his fingers and counts, it seems that this is the case. This false age is really a thing that can fool people: "False age is not counted, you are still young."

Bai Yi: "Aristocrats in Shangjing may have given birth to babies at the age of 15."

Bai Chulian: "..."

This topic can't go on.

Bai Chulian: "Do you think that Huo Youtang looks quite decent, not as gloomy as Fengyue?"

Bai Yi realized that he was really thinking about what to say, and he didn't raise his head to accost: "Huo Youtang is learning Lieyang Palm, and he is the Chiyue Sect who went to the Moon Tower after it disappeared."

Fierce Yang Palm is an upright martial art, so it's different from Yinyue Kung Fu. Those trained by demons and heretics also look yin and yang... Orthodox martial arts are not.

Bai Chulian thought for a while and nodded: "Huo Youtang is really good-looking."

Hearing this, Bai Yi's hands paused, and he looked up at Bai Chulian.

Bai Chulian said unconsciously: "But people are too perverted. If you cut it open, it might spray ink, but it's all black inside."

"..."

Bai Yi lowered his head and continued to clean his wound, and said "um" noncommittally.

Bai Chulian continued to chat: "I don't know if your Uncle Li is his opponent."

Bai Yi thought about this question seriously. Before he left, the two of them had a [-]/[-] fight, and made a fair evaluation: "It's not a big problem. Uncle Li still dares to palm him."

Li Fengjue is a swordsman, daring to face palms with someone who uses palms shows that he is very confident in his skills.

Bai Chulian smiled and said: "People from the Yuxu Sect not only know how to use swords, but I can also use sticks, and even beat you with one hand."

After Bai Chulian finished speaking, he was about to brag about his genius in martial arts along this topic, when he suddenly thought that when he was holding everything with a single-handed stick, he used his right hand no matter whether he was holding a sword or a stick... But now his right hand is unusable.

The smile on his lips softened a little, and Bai Yi seemed to be thinking of something with him—the young man stopped his hands completely, and his gaze was placed under Bai Chulian's blood-stained sleeves, as if Through the cloth, he could see his hands.

Originally, he didn't know about the condition of Bai Chulian's hand, but he felt something was wrong the moment he hugged him... Later, when he was asked by Li Fengjue, who also felt something was wrong, his heart sank to the bottom of the cold lake.

As soon as Bai Chulian raised his head, he saw his little apprentice standing beside the bed, bewildered like a statue, his face was bloodless, his lips were pursed into a straight line——

Bai Chulian was glad that he didn't teach him a trick called "Self-cut Meridian", otherwise he might have used it right now.

Sighing silently, he propped up half of his body with his left hand and waved at Bai Yi.

Bai Yi thought he was going to do something, his eyes flickered, he bent down and leaned over stiffly - before he had time to ask Bai Chulian why he was uncomfortable, he felt the latter's slightly cold hand clasping his. Wrist, took him to his side, Bai Yi staggered, and the whole person fell to his side.

When the skin was slightly peeled due to dryness, but the lips were still soft when they fell on his cheeks, he didn't realize what happened.

"...?"

That face, which was always paralyzed on weekdays, showed a surprised expression for the first time, and his eyes slightly widened... He turned his head suddenly, rubbing his hot cheek against Bai Chu's straight nose.

Bai Chulian raised his hand and patted him on the head: "Bai Yi, I'm going with you myself, I can't bear the consequences... You're putting on the expression that your dead father wants to be buried with you, it's really useless necessary."

How tender his actions are, and how rough his words are.

Bai Chulian looked at the young apprentice's handsome face, seeing that face turned red and white, and turned red again, and he was satisfied that even though he was ashamed, his face turned red again——

In the next second, he suddenly felt that the hand he was gently pulling backhanded, and actively grabbed his palm.

Bai Chulian was taken aback for a moment, blinked, and the light in front of his eyes was covered by the pressing figure, and the damp heat with a youthful breath sprayed on the tip of his nose.

Bai Yi raised his eyes and saw that the face of the person in front of him was pale, with a little bit of sluggishness, but the eyes that had not yet dissipated the smile and comfort were covered with mist, and they were extremely black and bright.

A heart suddenly jumped up and down, as if it was about to jump out of his chest in the next second, and his breath became less stable... Like a ghost, he leaned over and covered his lips.

The boy's kiss was green and pure, and the soft tip of his tongue carefully moistened the dry lips. When the saliva became soft again and was stained with blood, he exchanged bloody breaths, and he waited a little longer. withdraw.

Just looking at Bai Chulian, he found that he was fixed there, not moving.

So the hand clasped in his palm tightened a bit, the other arm wrapped around his waist, and pressed against his chest——

The young man lowered his head and kissed the lips of the person in his arms again. This time, the tip of his tongue easily opened the jaws that he hadn't closed with force.

His kiss was cautious at first, but with the arm clasped around Bai Chulian's waist, he seemed to want to rub the person in his arms into his body, the kiss became more and more stubborn and fierce ...

The boy's crushed emotions were swallowed into each other's lips——

He didn't cry anymore, but the scorching breath he sprayed on Bai Chulian's cheeks seemed to carry moisture.

But at this time, Bai Chulian didn't think about anything until the tip of his tongue became numb from being sucked. His only thought was: Oh, this brat did it first, he was impure, and it's none of my business.