"A pair of phoenix eyes... wearing camellia?" Shi'er supported herself with her hands and wanted to sit up. Qiuqiu helped him and let him lean against the window.
Qiuqiu held his hand: "I'll draw it for you."
Her fingertips were depicted in the air.
She remembered the appearance of that woman, and she would never forget it no matter how long she had passed.
The person Qiuqiu painted was not the one who always smiled, but the expression when she finally injected poisonous blood into the medicine bowl.
At that moment, her eyes were slightly wider than usual, her temples were scattered, and her breathing seemed rapid.
She was nervous, maybe because she was afraid, or because she could finally achieve her goal and was therefore even more excited.
Qiuqiu stopped and turned to see Shi'er.
He obviously recognized the murderer.
Shi'er looked at the virtual image and whispered: "She is Ding Biyun."
"Where is she now?"
Shi'er's eyes told her the answer.
Qiuqiu asked softly: "Is she dead?"
This is not impossible. Jiufeng has changed over the years. Qiuqiu witnessed the poisoning for decades. In these decades, anything can happen.
Qiuqiu felt uncomfortable in his chest.
After knowing the truth of that year, she could feel the kind of despair, helplessness, and anger. Especially when she saw the poisoning with her own eyes, she saw Shi'er's mother drinking the poison without knowing it.
At that moment, Qiuqiu felt that her chest seemed to explode.
Even if the victim was not Shi'er's mother, but a stranger she didn't know, she would have this feeling.
Seeing someone being deceived and poisoned in front of me, but I couldn't help her and could do nothing. She had to do something to relieve this despair and resentment that was rushing around her chest.
But after accumulating strength, he punched the empty-handed.
Because like the poisoned person, the despicable poisoner has also become ancient.
This left them with nowhere to rest in pain and resentment.
Qiuqiu sat down against Shi'er, and after a while, she asked, "What kind of person is she?"
Even if she can't take revenge, at least she has to resolve her doubts.
"She was an elder of the Spirit Bird Garden. As long as I can remember, she rarely came out to meet people. It is said that she was seriously injured many years ago and she has been in poor health. Elder Ou once mentioned to me that her mother was very good to her when she was alive."
It's indeed very "good", how ironic this is now.
Qiuqiu gently touched Shi'er's face.
She knew that the pain and anger accumulated in Shi'er's heart were no less than her. But now they could no longer take revenge, and this person was dead. She could not drag her out of the grave and whip the corpse to vent her anger. Even if this matter was made public, the injured and lost people would not come back.
It was impossible for both of them to sleep that night.
It was already dawn, and through the open long window, you could see that the wind and snow outside had stopped. A trace of white fish belly appeared in the east.
The dawn should have made people feel that hope is coming, but this time Qiuqiu can't feel the feelings that day and night alternating.
Even though the sun rises every day, they will never be able to do anything that has happened in the present.
Qiuqiu fed him another Qingxin Pill, and Shi'er fell into a deep sleep.
Qiuqiu sat next to him and looked at him silently for a while.
She really wanted to make him happier.
Qiuqiu reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair on his forehead.
He fell asleep quietly, and she watched from the side.
Qiuqiu lowered her head, and Huo'er jumped out of the Ruyi ring and lay on her neck.
"Huo'er." Qiuqiu touched its head.
Huo'er licked her fingers.
Qiuqiu took out the jerky meat and held it in his palm and fed it.
The fire became more and more energetic as he grew, and became more and more beautiful. The scales on his body emitted a dark red light, as if they were carved from gems. The two dragon horns on his head were no longer two small bulbs the size of soybeans. Instead, they became slender and round, looking like the antler horns of a deer sprouting.
"Are you so depressed by yourself these days?" Qiuqiu asked softly.
Huo'er stopped eating and looked at Qiuqiu with golden round eyes. His small appearance did seem a little aggrieved.
"I really know how to act coquettish." Qiuqiu touched its corner. The corner didn't look hard. When his fingers touched it, it even felt a little elastic. It felt like an eraser I used when I was a child.
Huo'er didn't look uncomfortable, and he rubbed his horn on Qiuqiu's hand.
"I made the Palm Peak, do you know?"
Huo'er also nodded at her, as if she knew what she meant.
Qiuqiu smiled and touched it gently with her lips.
Huo'er seemed to be embarrassed and tied up her body and hid her head.
Then it slipped down from Qiuqiu's hands and climbed onto Shi'er's body.
If Shi'er's poison injury recurs, Huo'er may also be affected.
Qiuqiu is of course happy to see their relationship with one master and one dragon become better.
Huo'er crawled to Shi'er's neck, leaned over, and sniffed between Shi'er's mouth and nose, with an expression like smelling food.
"Hey, don't move around."
Closeness is closeness, but Shi'er and she have no temper. She thinks Huo'er is cute and often touches and kisses it, but Shi'er will never accept Huo'er kissing him in order to show closeness.
Huo'er's head stood up slightly, and its body was wrapped around Shi'er's chest. As Qiuqiu watched, Shi'er's body swelled slightly.
From the thickness of the index finger just now, it has become like the mouth of a teacup, and the length is about meter.
Qiuqiu was stunned. Huo'er's posture was not like a joke. Qiuqiu had never seen it so serious.
Is it going to advance to make a breakthrough now?
No, it shouldn't be. The timing is wrong, and its foundation is not solid yet. Shi'er had expected that it would take at least one or two years before Huo'er could break through again.
But Qiuqiu did not stop it.
Huo'er is a spiritual pet, and the spiritual pet will never harm the owner.
Huo'er's head leaned forward slightly. Its golden eyes closed. The head and Shi'er's face were getting closer and closer.
Shi'er's brows frowned slightly, and the ups and downs of her chest seemed more intense than before.
Huo'er is inhaling.
The spiritual energy in Fengxian Pavilion was a little unstable. Not only that, Qiuqiu even felt that the spiritual energy in his body was also fluctuating faintly. Huo'er's body seemed to have a huge suction force, which made Qiuqiu feel that his spiritual power would be extracted by it. Qiuqiu pressed his hand gently on his chest to condense his energy and calm his mind.
Shi'er's chin slightly raised and her brows frowned. It turned out that her bloodless cheeks gradually turned out to have an unnatural blush.
Huo'er's tail was coiled, his body twitched, and a thin low chirping sounded between his throat.
It is also exerting force.
Qiuqiu pressed his chest hard.
What is Huoer doing?
A little dark red color surged out from Shi'er's nose.
The red is dark and thin, like the finest scent of needle grass, the smoke generated after ignition.
Huo'er's mouth opened slightly. The red mist slowly rose, as if an invisible hand was holding it and slowly dragging it outward.
Qiuqiu opened her eyes wide and she understood a little.
She had never seen this red fog, but she had felt it before.
This is the heat and toxin that emerges in Shi'er's body when he is sick.
Qiuqiu has faced Shi'er's illness several times. But whether it is her, Yuxia or Fang Zhenren, they can only use this heat poison. They can find ways to suppress and resolve it, but they cannot completely remove it from Shi'er's body. When the heat poison occurs, it is thunderous and has no warning. When it does not occur, no one can find it in Shi'er's body.
Huo'er was obviously extremely struggling, and the tips of its tail curled up tightly. The scales on its body had already opened, and Qiuqiu could even hear its joints clattering.
But now she can't interfere with this matter. Once she interrupts, all her previous efforts will be wasted.
The red mist slowly gushed out, then it seemed to be pulled by a thin thread and was sucked into the mouth by the fire.
This is highly toxic, how can Huoer swallow it?
Qiuqiu looked at them nervously.
As the process lasted for a cup of tea, the red mist became dimmer and faded. After the last wisp was sucked into the mouth by the fire, its body shook and fell on Shi'er's chest with a click.
"Huo'er!"
Qiuqiu nervously picked it up and checked it from head to toe.
this……
She was stunned for a moment, then input spiritual power into its body, and then investigated it again.
Is it okay? Why?
Or did the poison hide like it was in Shi'er's body after it entered its body?
Huo'er's eyes slowly opened, and it seemed to be just losing strength, but he was still in good spirits.
When Qiuqiu looked at it, Huo'er even clattered and burped loudly.
This is... Qiuqiu really doesn't know how to determine the situation in front of him.
Huo'er wouldn't have eaten those poisons like tonics and digested them, right?
Qiuqiu knew the terrible power of the poison.
She went to investigate Shi'er's situation again. Shi'er was still in a deep sleep and there was nothing abnormal in his body.
Qiuqiu sat beside him holding Huo'er. This is something...at this time she didn't even have someone to discuss.
She pondered for a while until the sound of footsteps came from outside.
Qiuqiu stood up and walked out the door. Lin Su and Guan Wei walked over.
Qiuqiu spoke first: "Don't you call me Palm Peak, what's the one I used to call me, it's better to do the same in the future."
Lin Suyi smiled: "Then I'm not polite, Miss Jingqiu, is the young master here?"
"What's the matter to find him?"
Lin Su paused slightly.
Qiuqiu didn't speak like this before. She used to treat herself as a guest. When she encountered Jiufeng's affairs, she would always take the initiative to avoid it, and her attitude seemed polite and distant.
But now her words and expressions no longer regard herself as an outsider.
Lin Su said: "We want to give the young master a reward. Now there are young masters and you on the palm peak of Jiufeng. Someone wants to give it a try on the other seven peaks."
"How many people are there in total?" Qiuqiu asked.
“Twenty-nine in total.”
Twenty-nine people, this competition is quite large. There are now seven vacant positions.
"The trials of each peak are different, right?"
Lin Su said: "That's right. The trials of each peak are different. The seventh peak can be said to be the most difficult peak, because no one knows how to find it until now."
Qiuqiu smiled: "It's a coincidence. Brother Lin and Brother Guan are going to take the trial too?"
Lin Su and Guan Wei looked at each other and nodded.
"Then I wish you all your wishes come true."
Qiuqiu stood on the steps and watched Lin Su and Guan Wei walk away.
The clouds are low, like a mountain top of a distant mountain, with white snow covering the vision. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation.)
ps: That, those days of each month have arrived as scheduled, everyone understands... I feel that this chapter is not well written...
I saw some comments saying it was a setting problem, and I thought about it. Maybe a person’s preferences and habits will always be revealed in the article... I suddenly change my strange personality or plot and I am afraid that everyone will feel very disappointed...
In addition, the settings in the lower part may be very different..