You worship me, I will soar

Bu Hehuan was stunned, "Tang Yufeng, the deceitful doctor?"

Liqin nodded.

Bu Hehuan was a little surprised. It turned out that Tang Yufeng came to Wushuang Valley after disappearing from the rivers and lakes. However, he was so cruel by nature, no wonder he was expelled from the school.

Just thinking about it, the doorman bowed and said, "My master is here to invite you."

Li Qin smiled indifferently: "This crooked doctor has many problems, even if I come here, I have to get his consent."

"Why did he come to Peerless Valley?"

Li Qin thought for a while: "I heard that my master accidentally saved his life, so he must come to Wushuang Valley to repay his kindness. He is cruel and moody. Except for my master, he has never pretended to be polite to anyone. You should not provoke him." .”

Bu Hehuan nodded, followed him in, and saw a man in his 30s sitting in front of the medicine stove. He had very handsome features, but his body was thin and pale, and he looked like a ghost at first glance. Huan couldn't help being secretly surprised.

And in the cage next to him, there were many medicine men imprisoned, all of them were purple-faced and in extreme pain. Bu Hehuan couldn't bear to see him, so he turned his eyes away.

Tang Yufeng saw that their eyes turned slowly, the pupils were gray and bloodshot, but their eyes were sharp, and he glanced at Bu Hehuan, and said in a calm and unwavering voice, "I've caught a cold, just take a couple of medicines and you'll be fine. "

The servant at the side obeyed the order and immediately went to grab the medicine.

Doctors pay attention to what they see, hear and ask. He knew the disease at a glance. It seemed that his medical skills were indeed high. Li Qin was used to this, took the medicine, thanked him, and led Bu Hehuan out.

Bu Hehuan glanced back at those medicine men, and couldn't bear it: "Don't you think he is so cruel?"

Li Qin followed his line of sight for a look, then looked away, and said in a flat tone: "This is Wushuang Valley, only cruel people can survive."

Bu Hehuan was silent for a moment: "Are you too?"

Li Qin looked at him for a while before answering: "Of course."

Bu Hehuan was silent. During this period of getting along, he almost forgot that Liqin was also from Wushuanggu. Since he was the owner of Shaogu, he might have done as many evil things as Tang Yufeng.

Li Qin sent him back to the house, told the servant to take good care of him, rubbed his hair again, laughed twice, then turned and left.

Hearing his laughter, Bu Hehuan couldn't help asking Bing'er: "Do you think he is dignified when he is a dignified Young Valley Master who always laughs like this?"

Bing'er covered her lips and snickered: "Master Shaogu has always been cold-hearted and cold-faced, he only likes to smile in front of Young Master, and treats you special, Young Master."

With a cold face and a cold heart?Leaving the piano?

Bu Hehuan looked down at the wind-cold medicine in his hand, it was true that Li Qin cared about him.

At night, there is a clear breeze and bright moon outside the house, and the cool air of the night pours into the house.

Bu Hehuan lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep. He missed his parents, Uncle Chu, Aunt Chu, and of course, Chu Tingyan. It was the first time he had been separated from him for such a long time since he was a child.

He took out the jade pendant around his neck and looked at it carefully. Under the moonlight, the jade pendant was clean and transparent, and the hand felt delicate and moist.

This was the token exchanged between the two when he and Chu Tingyan made their marriage contract. He kept wearing it all the time, and it was his most precious.

After dazed for a while, he carefully put the jade pendant back into his bosom, and put it close to his heart.

He rolled around on the bed and rubbed his head under the quilt, his voice muffled.

"I don't know if you think about me..." Then the voice dropped again, leaving a murmur in the night sky: "With Miss Lin accompanying you, you probably don't have time to think about me."

……

"Brother Tingyan, save me!"

Chu Tingyan's eyelids twitched, and she suddenly woke up from her sleep.

His chest was pounding, and the scene in his dream was still in his mind, with lingering fears in his heart.

In the dream, Bu Hehuan was calling his name with injuries all over his body.

No more drowsiness, I put on my clothes and got up, went to the table and drank a cup of cold tea, and my heart gradually calmed down.

The night outside the window was as cold as water, and sporadic crowing of cocks and barking of dogs could be heard in the distance.

I don't know what he is doing now, whether he has been punished or tortured...

Chu Tingyan clenched her fists, her heart shrank suddenly, the pain was unbearable, her eyes were bloodshot, she didn't want to think about it anymore, and forced herself to withdraw from the terrifying imagination.

Fat Chirp cried twice in the cage, unwilling to be lonely, Chu Tingyan was a little dazed looking at the small round eyes that were as dark as its owner, let it out, and fed it some water.

Fat Chirp has been a little listless since Bu Hehuan was taken away, so Chu Tingyan had no choice but to take him home to take care of him, reached out and touched its small head, and asked in a low voice: "You miss your master too, don't you?" no?"

Of course Fei Jiu couldn't answer, his little head shook, as if he understood and sometimes didn't understand.

Chu Tingyan couldn't help but wryly smiled, she was the same as Bu Hehuan, and started talking to a bird.

Smiling but paused, he unconsciously clenched the teacup in his hand, his knuckles turned slightly white, and suddenly, he retracted his five fingers, and the teacup in his hand shattered, leaving only a pile of fine powder in his palm.

Fei Jiu stared blankly at his hand, fluttered his wings and screamed.

Chu Tingyan came back to her senses, shook off the powder in her hand, patted it reassuringly, and put it back in the cage with a firm voice: "Don't worry, I'll go and bring him back right away."

He got up suddenly, picked up the saber and went to the open space in front of the house to practice sword.

In fact, at the beginning Bu Hehuan liked to practice martial arts very much. After all, he was born in a martial arts family. No matter how many times, no matter how hard he worked, without any internal strength, the empty dantian made him sad, and every time he practiced, he would be endlessly disappointed.

If things go on like this, he will start to be lazy, and the little Bu Hehuan will always cry pitifully to Chu Tingyan, covering the palms of his frayed hands during sword practice: "Brother Tingyan, I don't want to practice martial arts."

I still remember touching his hand at that time, puffed with distress, and said, "If you don't want to practice, then you don't have to practice."

Bu Hehuan complained with tears in his eyes, "But daddy said, if I don't practice martial arts well, the bad guys will come, and I can't protect myself."

How did he answer at that time?

By the way, he said: "It's okay, listen to brother Yan's hard work in martial arts, and he will protect you in the future."

But now he was taken away by his side!

He watched helplessly as he was taken away.

not enough!It needs to be even stronger!

He thought his martial arts were strong enough, but even Bu Hehuan couldn't protect him.

One leaned over and swept with his legs, and suddenly the dust flew up, the sword energy rose suddenly, and the leaves around him rustled down.

Chu Tingyan's whole body froze, the true energy stirred in his limbs and bones, gathered in his chest, and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Yan'er!"

I don't know when the sky was bright, Master Chu was standing aside watching him practice sword, ran over in a hurry, touched his pulse door with one hand, probed, frowned and reprimanded: "How can you be so nonsense! Really angry Chaos will lead to madness!"

Chu Tingyan rolled up her sleeves and wiped the blood on her mouth, coughed while pressing her chest, and then said lightly: "It's nothing, it's just that when I get angry for a while, my true energy will flow wildly."

Master Chu let go of his hands, and said: "When practicing martial arts, the most important thing is to avoid not paying attention and thinking about things."

Then he sighed softly, calmed down, and persuaded: "I know you blamed yourself for not taking good care of Huan'er, but you can't blame you for this matter. Your Uncle Bu and I were also there at the time, so we just watched Huan'er helplessly." Taken away? You are not Huan'er's guard, how can you always pay attention to him, we are all responsible for him being kidnapped, you are worried about Huan'er, and we are also very worried, but this matter should not be rushed, it needs to be discussed in the long term."

No, he should pay attention to him, he is his own responsibility.

Chu Tingyan closed her eyes: "I know...but I can't wait, and I can't wait any longer."

Master Truman knows his son well, knowing that he has made up his mind, that means he has made up his mind, so he only asked: "What do you plan to do?"

Chu Tingyan opened his eyes: "I have contacted the potential spy of Wushuang Valley. I want to use his identity to pretend to be a servant and sneak into Wushuang Valley."

"Everything is arranged?"

Chu Tingyan nodded.

"Is there a way to escape completely?"

Chu Tingyan shook her head.

The master of Trumen sighed, knowing that he had made up his mind, and he would definitely go even if there were many dangers and there was no way out, so he thought for a while and said: "Be careful in everything, the people of Trumen will be assigned to you. In addition, Brother Bu has decided In ten days' time, lead all the heroes to encircle and suppress Wushuang Valley, you should go to investigate the truth first, and do internal response, if you can rescue Huan'er in advance, you can relieve your worries."

Chu Tingyan nodded: "Thank you dad."