The autumn wind rises and the dragon sings

Chapter 121: Do the temptation and save people

Although Qiu Yu was successfully brought to the kitchen in the end, he actually fell asleep leaning against the wall while he was scraping his scales, still standing very straight.

Long Su stepped forward and wanted to reach out to wake the other party, but when he saw the newly scaled Jinyu beside him, he finally took the other party's arm and helped him back to the room.

Lying on the bed, Qiu Yu opened his eyes and saw a dazzling purple. He was a little dazed, but he couldn't resist the surging alcohol. He said, "Go to bed early." Then he closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

Taking off his coat and hair accessories again, Long Su looked at the sleeping person with his eyes closed, reached out and picked up a piece of cool blue hair, leaned forward slightly, stopped at the slightly beating neck, and gently stroked it with his other hand.

"The protagonist in the book has me, but not you. The person who can change the purple and gold flute really can't be "Qiu Yu"? "

Gradually getting closer, the sound of blood flowing mixed with the fragrance of ink came. He opened his lips slightly, and the tips of his teeth scratched the white skin. The warm and sweet liquid flowed on the tip of the tongue, and finally slowly flowed into the throat.

Sensing the pain, Qiu Yu suddenly opened his eyes. The slight trace of alcohol disappeared in an instant, and the black air in his eyes condensed. However, after seeing the silver-purple hair color, it all faded away. He raised his hand to gently stroke the long hair on the back of his head.

The room was very quiet, with only subtle sucking sounds and calm breathing sounds. Qiu Yu looked at the person buried in his neck with an indifferent expression, but his eyes showed a bit of softness, as if he was looking at the child who had finally eaten the candy. Same.

Later, I felt that the blood volume in my body was losing rapidly, and my face was a little pale, but I just raised my hand and patted the other person's shoulder, and said gently: "Eating too much at night will easily accumulate food. I can't hold it anymore. Let's drink it next time."

The bloody mouth was slightly cold, and the tip of his tongue licked away the remaining blood drops. Looking at the slowly healing wound, his golden eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone seemed a little lazy because of the rare full meal: "Qiu Yu, you The secrets about him really make me more and more curious."

"It's just that his physique is a little special."

His tone was still as indifferent as before, and he raised his hand to wipe away the remaining blood, but was gently pressed on the brocade quilt. A warm touch came from his hand, and a pleasant Confucian voice sounded in his ears: "Qiu Yu, bloodthirsty person I am very sensitive to some smells, especially the smell of blood. For some reason, I always feel that the smell of your blood is very similar to the smell of the dragon's blood stone."

Qiu Yu's expression was indifferent, and a cold light flashed across his eyes. He tightened his right hand that was pressed slightly, and put his left hand gently on the back of his head. The black energy quietly condensed: "Long Su, sometimes, it's not a good habit to break the casserole and ask what's going on. "

"S-Sir! That's a strategy character. It can't be killed. It's just a test, and the truth hasn't been discovered yet! Don't be impulsive!" the system crashed and shouted.

Qiu Yu ignored it. Long Su smiled bitterly when he heard the words. He understood that the other party's words meant that he would not explain. He put his forehead lightly and looked directly into those lake-blue eyes: "Sometimes, I really don't want to I'm testing you, but Qiu Yu, you have never given me an acceptable reason. Is that white jade piano that I don't know exists really so important to you?"

Qiu Yu's eyes darkened slightly, but he dissipated the black energy. The system, which was almost frightened to death, returned to normal, but he heard an emotionless reply: "You shouldn't ask me this question. My answer is In that book, to use a Taoist saying, it is destiny."

"Destiny? Do you believe in destiny?" Long Su sneered, looking into those lake-blue eyes, his lips slightly parted, but he said unruly: "You believe in destiny, and what I believe in is only the true facts. Zijin Xiao The item in exchange is the sandalwood harp that you gave me as a gift, not the white jade harp that I don’t know whether it exists or where it is."

"Long Su..."

Qiu Yu was rarely speechless. Knowing what would happen next, he should have refuted it. He knew the limitations of destiny better than anyone else, and he could deeply understand the ruthlessness of destiny. He didn't want to see the tragedy in his friends.

But in his heart, he felt that what the other party said was right. The purple gold flute was now on his body, and there was no trace of the white jade piano. The reason he insisted on was slightly shaken at this moment.

"I...let's rest first."

Qiu Yu closed his eyes. The fatigue from blood loss made him just want to regain his energy first. Just when Long Su looked disappointed, a plain voice came again: "I want to see someone. After meeting, we can continue the discussion." Let’s talk about this topic.”

"Alright."

Long Su smiled, seeing that the other party was really sleepy, and knowing that he had not controlled the amount of blood sucking just now, he lifted up a corner of the brocade quilt, covered it again in this position, put his cheek against the warm skin, and touched his palms. Post it, you can sleep peacefully with your eyes closed.

Qiu Yu opened his eyes and looked at it, and the system quickly explained: "Sir, you also know that the body temperature of bloodthirsty people is lower than that of ordinary people. This is just to keep warm."

Qiu Yu continued to close his eyes and pulled down the brocade quilt. Looking at the two people who were so close to each other for the first time, the system shed a handful of bitter tears: He almost lost his favor again. If he didn't answer like that, this would be a shame. The god will definitely kick the person out of bed, and then...

Fortunately it responds quickly!
A few days later, Shentu Dongliu, who went to inquire about the news, met Huanyu Qizang sitting in a sedan on his way back to the residual forest, and learned the whereabouts of Dao Wen from him.

With the idea of ​​​​better to believe than to miss, Shentu Dongliu thanked him coldly and headed towards the Yin-Yang Sea and the Island of Death alone.

Huanyu Qizang watched Shentu Dongliu's figure disappearing into the distance, his expression hidden in the sedan chair was dark and unclear, and he controlled the coachman to follow him quietly.

Over there, Zilan was washing clothes alone by the river. When she was thinking about contacting Fengchou to say goodbye one day, Vine quickly came over from a distance and reported the matter while rubbing.

"Shentu Dongliu..."

Zilan hadn't seen each other for a long time. She was stunned for a moment when she heard the name. Then she wrung out her clothes and thought: "The murderer who was able to kill Lin Lord's whole family should be stronger than Shentu Dongliu. This point encourages him." His people also know it, so what is his purpose?”

The vine shook its head in confusion, and Zilan touched the vine with her hands still wet with water, and smiled slightly: "Help me send the clothes back first, remember not to be noticed, I will go and save the people first."

The vine nodded obediently, rolled up the wooden barrel containing clothes, and quickly headed towards the remaining forest. Zilan lowered his head slightly, looked deeply at the young face reflected in the water, and sighed softly: "I hope you can see this For the sake of face, God can be gentler, and don’t use thunder from the sky as a warning again."

Death Island·Yin Yang Sea.

Shentu Dongliu, who came to Yin Yang Sea, discovered Dao Wen's whereabouts as expected, but his whereabouts were soon discovered by Dao Wen, and Shentu Dongliu immediately unsheathed his sword.Facing the former female martial arts demon Dao Wen, Shentu Dongliu did not dare to be negligent. At the same time, she was secretly shocked by Dao Wen's strength.

The two entered the thatched hut to engage in hand-to-hand combat. Thousands of blows were fired in an instant. The duel between the two also moved from the inside of the house to the outside. Several wounds appeared on Shentu Dongliu's body.

Shentu Dongliu, who was entering a fierce battle, saw that Dao Wen's approach was very unfamiliar, and secretly thought to himself: Dao Wen's sword skills are completely different from the Central Plains martial arts, and the battle cannot be delayed.

Unable to delay the fight, Shentu Dongliu used his sword to cut the distance between the two sides. Dao Wen avoided the sword flow and instantly jumped to the roof. He said disdainfully: "Show me your shocking move and let me see if you can solve my problem." The move."

Shentu Dongliu remained silent, with blood in his mouth, and slowly spat out the numbers: "Hateful water flows eastward, kill in ten steps, drink!"

Gen Shui flows eastward, killing with ten steps, and the sword flashes in an instant to decide the battle. Dao Wen avoids killing with ten steps and then spins behind Shentu Dongliu. Dao Wen slashes with the force of his sword. Hate to see the enemy who is watching the battle in the dark. His eyes flashed, and he murmured his judgment: "It's that knife just now." He was hit in the back, and instantly saw a bright red color. Shen Tudong coughed up blood and exclaimed in surprise: "One kill in ten steps, you are the most miserable person in the world." Knife Wen was equally cold. He responded with praise: "It was a shock, you died unjustly."

After finishing speaking, the sword flashed again, and at the moment when the fatal blow was about to happen, a spear was quickly thrown from a distance. The sword energy hit the cold white gun handle engraved with thousands of peach feathers, making a heavy muffled sound.

At the same time, a vine flew out from the ground and quickly rolled up the seriously injured Shentu Dongliu, out of the reach of the sword energy.

Something unexpected happened, and a beautiful figure in pink clothes passed by in the wind. Her fair and petite hand held the handle of the silver gun, swung the gun, and the poem trumpet sounded:

"The secular world disturbs others, but who's clothes are not stained by dust? If you keep your mind unchanged, you can keep your own pure land."

The long spear was swung by the petite figure so fast that only an afterimage remained. The sword in Dao Wen's hand was also not slow. The tip of the spear and the blade collided with each other in mid-air. There was an endless clanging sound and sparks flying everywhere.

The sword was fierce and merciless, and the marksmanship was swift and seamless. For a moment, the two of them were in a stalemate, and neither of them could go any further.

During the duel, Dao Wen found that she was actually being suppressed. Although the opponent did not have an advantage in terms of strength, they were on par with her in terms of speed. The continuous offensive prevented her from using her incomprehensible sword skills. Opportunity.Moreover, the longer time passed, the faster she found that the other party was moving faster, without any signs of fatigue at all.

"Who exactly are you?"

There were no martial arts techniques at all, and the opponent seemed to move at will, making it impossible to guess where the spear tip would point next. One careless move left a bloody gash on his face.

"You just need to know that the strong smell of blood on your body displeases me!"

With a cold shout, the spear attack started, and the continuous murderous intent suddenly burst out. Dao Wen was caught off guard and was hit in the abdomen by the silver-plated gun barrel. She immediately vomited red, and the numbness and pain made her even more horrified and angry.

This person didn't try his best, he was just teasing her!

The power of the sword became more cold and fierce, and the spear was still swung like the wind, showing no signs of suppression.

Just as Dao Wen was gradually showing his defeat, a sword energy flew through the air towards the defenseless Shentu Dongliu. Zilan had no choice but to withdraw her gun and fly to intercept it.

Dao Wen took the opportunity to send out the mysterious sword energy and went straight towards Zilan and Shentu Dongliu. Because he had to concentrate on protecting Shentu Dongliu, he was accidentally hit by the sword energy on his arm. Blood spattered and half of his arm was cut crosswise. And down, fell to the ground.

Zilan gritted her teeth to hold back the screams she was about to exhale. She glanced at the hiding place where she was hiding with cold eyes. The tip of her spear picked up the severed arm on the ground. The vines rolled up Shentu Dongliu and quickly left the range of Jueshu Island.

Huanyu Qizang, who was observing in the dark, couldn't help but frowned and thought deeply: "An ordinary girl without any internal martial arts was able to escape from the hands of Dao Wen. If she hadn't been protecting Shentu Dongliu, she would have been afraid of Dao Wen." The plague has been seriously injured...well, let's take a look later."

Instead of watching the scene of "deep mother-son love" between Hen BuFeng and Dao Wen, Huanyu Qizang controlled the driver and quickly chased in the direction where Zilan left.

After escaping into a forest, Zilan leaned against a tree. A layer of sweat broke out on her forehead, whether from escaping or from pain. The hand holding the spear trembled slightly, and blood continued to drip from the broken arm.

"you……"

Shentu Dongliu had a complex expression on his face. The words he originally wanted to question were swallowed by the bloody broken arm, and turned into a concerned inquiry: "Dao Wen's incomprehensible knife skills will destroy people's muscles and veins. Do you want to use the knife first?" Qi removal?"

Zilan shook her head. The pain made her smile look a little forced: "Brother, I have no internal strength, and there is nothing I can do against such a sword."

"I can...cough!"

Shentu Dongliu, who was about to get up, affected the injuries in his body and vomited out a mouthful of blood. Upon seeing this, Zilan controlled the vines and injected the power of nature into the opponent's body, temporarily stabilizing the injuries.

"Brother, don't worry. I just broke one of my hands. It's okay." Zilan smiled and reassured. Shentu Dongliu looked guilty and lowered his head to apologize: "What I used to target you was not my fault. I'm too paranoid."

All right, why is this kid apologizing?
Zilan didn't understand why the other party suddenly said these things. She shook her head and didn't care about being monitored: "It's a good thing to be cautious, and my identity is inherently suspicious. Brother, you only spy on me occasionally. Doesn't that count?" Target. It's getting late, and the forest owner will be worried if he can't see us. I'll carry you back, big brother."

The target of the vine is too big, and now it is in the most dangerous area as Feng Choubie once said, so it is better to keep a low profile.

"I……"

"Maybe you need my help."

A strange coachman and a dark sedan appeared in front of the two of them. After knowing who the other party was, Zilan's face darkened and her tone was unhappy: "No need, don't think that I don't know that it was you who led my eldest brother to his death. If If I leave my big brother to you, my arm will be broken in vain."

Then he walked up to Shentu Dongliu and handed him the spear with a severed arm hanging on it. After holding it with a blank look on his face, he used his good hand to carry him on his back.

"Little girl, if you are walking around the martial arts forest like this, I'm afraid you won't be able to see your forest master alive." Huanyu Qizang didn't expect the other party to be so rude, so he raised the corner of his mouth and reminded him with interest.

"Then I don't need your help. If you want to kill Dao Wen, do it yourself. Don't use people as gunmen." Zilan felt that the other party's tone was a bit strange, but the pain in her arm prevented her from thinking deeply, and she exposed the other party sharply.

"Ok?"

The voice of the person in the sedan dropped, and Zilan carried the person on her back and walked forward without paying any further attention: "By the way, I would like to remind you that my hand is broken, not that I am crippled. If you want If you add more chips, be careful to kick the iron plate, and then let you feel the beating of socialism."

Shentu Dongliu, who was feeling a little uncomfortable on his back, guessed something when he heard this, and his expression instantly became alert. At the same time, he was also prepared not to become a burden to the other party if the people in the sedan took action.

Looking at the vines swaying around him due to the girl's warning, Huanyu Qizang raised the corners of his mouth a little more and waved the feather fan in his hand: "Ha, interesting."

Then the two men, one disabled and one injured, followed not far away. Zilan was confident that she had the strength to turn around and bite each other, so she didn't pay much attention and speeded up slightly.

(End of this chapter)