Chapter 1033 Suspicion

The mountains and plains are covered with greenery, with swaying flowers and swaying flowers, exuding bursts of delicious fragrance. Covered in the trees, a man and a woman cuddle up to each other, adding a bit of vitality to this vast mountain forest.

"Ren Jianfei, thank you for being willing to accompany me to pick herbs." Ling Yaoqing held a bamboo basket on her arm and showed a peaceful smile to Ren Jianfei beside her.

"If anything, you can think of me, which means you have regarded me as a friend. I should be the one thanking you!" Ren Jianfei smiled back. The mottled tree shadows hit his face, but it did not weaken the lips at all.

The brightness of the corners of the eyebrows.

During this time, the relationship between the two became much closer. Ren Jianfei also gradually learned that Ling Yaoqing had to go up the mountain to pick a large number of poisonous weeds every once in a while in order to raise Gu insects.

Where poisonous weeds have always flourished, there were also many large venomous snakes and beasts, which were too dangerous for a girl like her.

In Group B, the only person who knows that she practices Gu is herself, so the only one who can accompany her is herself. Even if she doesn't take the initiative to ask for help, Ren Jianfei is absolutely obligated to do so.

"Ren Jianfei, why are you so nice to me?" As the two of them leaned over to pick herbs, Ling Yaoqing seemed to hesitate for a while and then spoke softly, "In this team, you are the only one willing to talk to me.

But is it worth it for someone like me?"

Ren Jianfei thought for a while and replied: "Maybe it's because when the public opinion in my family was at its worst, I was also chased and scolded by a group of people who didn't know the truth. I know the pain of having trouble explaining."

"It is really easy for the onlookers to destroy a stranger who has nothing to do with them."

"Jian Zhiheng said that warmth is transmitted between people, and I have realized this. If Ye Shuo and the others hadn't helped me before, my family wouldn't have been able to get through the difficulties so quickly."

"I think even people who appear to be strong will sometimes need help. So I want to accompany you through this trough period."

Naturally, these were Ren Jianfei's true feelings. But there were some words that he did not say.

When he and Ling Yaoqing were working together to defend Geng City, the two had just an ordinary cooperative relationship and had little interaction. But I don’t know when it started. Maybe after knowing her situation in the team, I saw her again,

Such a lonely but pretending to be strong figure suddenly touched a soft level in Ren Jianfei's heart. He began to desire to help her, eager to use his own strength to care for her and give her warmth.

As for why this is the case... Ren Jianfei also discussed it with Jian Zhiheng and others. They said that if you like a girl, your heart will beat faster when you get along with her. Her every frown and smile will make you worry about gains and losses.

But Ren Jianfei asked himself, he did not feel this way. If it was not Ling Yaoqing who was isolated today, but any other girl, he would still go to help. But if it were a "goddess" who is surrounded by stars,

As a character, he would consciously step aside.

Such abnormal emotions made Ren Jianfei even wonder if it was because he had been rebellious since he was a child. The more his father refused to let him do something, the more he wanted to do it. So now there is a girl who is rejected by everyone, the more he wants to do it.

To get close to her?

"Then, if I do something sorry for you in the future, will you forgive me?" Ling Yaoqing was silent for a long time, and then suddenly asked again without knowing anything.

"You..." Ren Jianfei raised his eyebrows, "What would you do to apologize to me?"

Ling Yaoqing forced a smile and said innocently: "Everyone makes mistakes. If I make a mistake, will you give me a second chance?"

"Make a mistake," Ren Jianfei thought seriously, "I think it should be divided into intentional and unintentional. Mistakes made knowingly are not worthy of forgiveness." As soon as he finished saying this, he noticed that the atmosphere around him suddenly became tense, and he couldn't help but

He smiled again: "But if A-Qing makes a mistake, it must be unintentional. So, of course I won't be angry with you."

Ling Yaoqing's eyes flashed, and traces of warmth filled her eyes bit by bit, covering the layer of silent gloom.

She was like a fallen angel shaking off the dust. Ren Jianfei was stunned for a moment, but then, his knuckles suddenly felt pain. It turned out that he had been fascinated by the sight before, and his finger was accidentally cut by the barb of a poisonous weed.

There was a cut, and blood was already pouring out of the wound.

Ling Yaoqing also noticed something strange about him, and rushed forward worriedly, holding his fingers and checking back and forth, and she couldn't help but blame him: "Look, you are patronizing Shale, these grasses are all

It's highly poisonous and you cut your finger. What should you do if you get poisoned? After you go back, go to Yan Xuemeng and ask for the antidote immediately. Do you remember?"

Before that, Feng Qiwu specially refined many poison pills and detoxification pills as reserve materials for the team. Although he is not an alchemist, as a high-level poison master, he has to push the toxins through spiritual power. Naturally,

It is easy to condense it into pills.

At that time, Yan Xuemeng offered to help with the safekeeping, and Feng Qiwu rarely objected. According to him, these troublesome tasks were left to the people of Tianxiao Pavilion. If they did well, they would not necessarily be rewarded. If they did not do well, they would be punished.

He has nothing to do with it.

"However, it stands to reason that I will not come into contact with poisonous weeds." Ren Jianfei nodded and realized that there were other hidden dangers. "If I go to get the antidote so rashly, will it implicate you? Otherwise, I will still

Just use your own energy to drive away the poison and you’ll be fine.”

Ling Yaoqing said helplessly: "Fool, wouldn't you say that you accidentally fell into the poisonous weeds when you went out to hunt monsters? Isn't it rare that Yan Xuemeng would ask you to take off your clothes to confirm the wound?"

Looking at his silly but serious look of shielding herself from the wind and rain, Ling Yaoqing just felt that he was really a fool, just like his brother Ye Shuo. However, when she thought about him, he was like this

Because he cares about himself, he is cute and stupid.

"By the way," Ren Jianfei giggled for a while, then sat up seriously, "You asked me before if I would give you a drop of blood," he raised his finger with blood beads on it, "Now, it's just right.

Don’t waste it.”

Seeing that he didn't look joking, Ling Yaoqing hesitated for a moment and then asked softly: "If you give me your blood, it also means giving me your life, will you still be willing?"

At this time, the two of them were half-crouching, their bodies very close to each other. Even each other's breath, accompanied by the faint fragrance of flowers and plants, gently slapped each other's face, going straight to the nerve endings, mobilizing every part of the body.

For one of the most sensitive cells, the atmosphere quickly turned ambiguous.

Thump, thump!

Ren Jianfei felt that his heart was really beating rapidly.

"I do!" After a while, he blurted out. Staring into those close eyes, a smile gradually spread on his face, "I believe you will take good care of my life."

Ling Yaoqing looked at him for a long time, then the consciousness that penetrated the storage ring was withdrawn, and she took out a delicate vial. The crystal blood beads flowed into the mouth of the bottle, making a crisp "ding" sound when it collided with the wall.

…

After returning to his city, Ren Jianfei went to look for Yan Xuemeng, while Ling Yaoqing returned to her room, spread the poisonous weeds she had collected on the table, sorted them into categories, and started preparations before feeding them.

According to the current progress, if the blood of a master like Ren Jianfei can be mixed with the poisonous weeds, Ling Yaoqing can be sure that the Gu insects will be able to evolve to the next stage.

But... in fact, what Qiao Xiying said last time was right. With this drop of blood, it is equivalent to holding the host's life in her own hands. Ren Jianfei knew this, but he still willingly gave the blood to him

.If one day, he knew his true purpose, Ling Yaoqing didn't even dare to think about how he would look at her with disgust.

She could be sure that she had no special feelings for him. The only thing she had was that it was the first time she met someone who truly cared about her, and she... didn't want to let him down.

Facing the poisonous weeds on the table, Ling Yaoqing thought about it and finally took out the vial. However, she did not remove the cork. Instead, she tightened her fingers and held the vial in her hand.

She still has a mission... which is much more important than this trial and the grievances and grudges with other people. She will never miss the important matter. She will continue to collect the blood and energy needed, but

There is only this drop of blood... This is the kindness entrusted to oneself by a person. It is only this time, let her keep it as a souvenir.

At this moment, the closed door was suddenly pushed open forcefully, and dazzling sunlight filled the entire room.

Ling Yaoqing turned around in shock. The person who walked in slowly with a cold face was actually Feng Qiwu, the lord of Jicheng City. There was always a layer of darkness surrounding him. The place he passed seemed to be unable to see even the sunlight.

It penetrates and automatically deflects the angle of spillage.

"City Lord..." Ling Yaoqing stood up awkwardly, slightly raising her chin, showing her final stubbornness, "I remember I locked the door."

Feng Qiwu looked at her coldly, his gloomy eyes, coupled with his cold tone, made people feel cold in their hearts.

"You're all right, why did you lock the door?" He looked around, then emphasized his tone with a hint of intent, "Could it be that there's something shameful here?"

Ling Yaoqing's thoughts were racing, and she subconsciously wanted to clean up the herbs on the table, but Feng Qiwu thought of something and grabbed her arm.

"These are highly poisonous herbs. Why did you pick up so many?"

Ling Yaoqing barely maintained her composure and bowed slightly: "I saw the city lord perform poison magic before, and he was so impressive that I was fascinated by it, so I am currently learning poison skills by myself, and I will start by learning how to recognize herbal medicines."

Although the credibility of these words is not that high, there are no obvious problems. Ling Yaoqing waited anxiously, hoping that this compliment could fool her into passing.

Feng Qiwu still had the same indifference on his face. Except when facing Feng Boliang, it seemed that he could never find another expression on his face. The two were in a stalemate for a while, and he let go of Ling Yaoqing, but

She reached out and picked up a herb from the table and brought it to the tip of her nose.

"What kind of medicinal herb is this one?"

Ling Yaoqing knew nothing about this and could only remain silent. And deep in her heart, a sense of "something bad" suddenly arose.

Feng Qiwu tugged at the corner of his mouth, with a hint of mockery: "This is a flower-heart vine, shaped like withered grass, containing highly toxic substances. It is also the favorite feed of the poisonous poisonous poisonous poison master."

When he mentioned "Gu Master" and "Poison Gu", he deliberately emphasized the pronunciation, and at the same time there was a deep meaning in his eyes. But Ling Yaoqing still maintained a decent smile: "Thank you City Lord for your advice."

Feng Qiwu then picked up another one: "What about this one?"

As if expecting Ling Yaoqing to be unable to answer, Feng Qiwu turned to himself and answered: "This is Zimanluo. The color of the petals ranges from light to dark. The darker the color of the center of the flower, the stronger the toxicity."

If he continues to ask questions, he will only expose more of his flaws. Ling Yaoqing can only retreat in order to advance: "The city lord is really knowledgeable. I have just started studying and my knowledge is limited. I will have to ask the city lord for advice in the future."

Feng Qiwu looked at her coldly, then brought his lips close to her ear and whispered:

"I'll give you a piece of advice, you can't be good at anything. Since you're practicing physical arts, don't think about it all the time. In the end, you'll probably accomplish nothing."

After he said this, he calmly turned around and left. Ling Yaoqing looked at his back, her stiff body motionless, and she didn't know what she was thinking. But in the palms of her hands, there were already

Full of sweat.

…

Late that night.

Feng Qiwu was practicing in his room. Thick dark purple mist was blowing around him like an unbridled hurricane.

The entire room has been filled with whistling poisonous gas, and the sizzling sound repelling the space is like the turbid oil exploding at the bottom of a pot. This extremely shocking scene alone is shocking and moving.

palpitate.

Feng Qiwu's cultivation process seems to be the same as his personality, which is ruthless and arrogant.
To be continued...