Jing Che took the small brocade box and opened it. It was not the expected Gu insect inside, but just a brown pill, which looked ordinary. She asked in doubt: "Is this so magical?"
"The method of making the Chiming Gu has been lost, so now we can only peel off the heart of the Gu in the medicine shell. Don't look at it's not strange," Mo Xuehan's tone seemed to have grown a lot aged suddenly, and he said indifferently, "The Chiming Gu will seep into essence and blood, sucking people's practice until it becomes an empty shell, and has no will, but will not die. Once a person with high cultivation loses his will, he will spit out all his words. You say, is this magical or not."
Jing Che didn't expect such a vicious way, so he hurriedly pushed it back: "It's too poisonous, I don't want it."
"Since I've given it, there's no reason to take it back." Mo Xuehan turned around and walked towards the exit, finally looking back at the grave buried by the new soil.
The evils committed in this world are all mistakes made by ignoring the heavens and the earth.
Mo Xuehan had already walked away, and Jing Che blew the cold wind in the mouth of the cemetery for a long time in a daze. Recently, there has been a sudden change, and it is a mess and tugging in his mind. Instead, his thoughts are empty at this moment, just standing there like a devilish moment.
I don’t know how long it took, but the sunlight tilted into a long black shadow from above the Gobi Desert, and lonely smoke rose from the loess. Perhaps it was because of too much coldness that the wound on the abdomen was aching, so Jing Che was pulled back from the illusion mirror.
She raised her legs and walked back.
I walked absent-mindedly into the palace and it was already night.
A voice behind her stopped her: "A Che."
She turned around and saw that it was the master, and replied depressedly: "Master." She was a little impatient, as if she just wanted to walk away early.
Baili Fengjian didn't expect that she was still making trouble, and he didn't know what happened to make her unhappy. Could it be that he was complaining that he hurriedly left Yunhunhu's sleeping place without explaining it clearly?
I was used to the rhythm of their disagreement at any time, so I was so tired that I couldn't think about her mind anymore, so I pretended to be missing. Anyway, he was about to tell her about this: "Ache, come with me, I have something to say to you."
Jingche followed awkwardly.
Standing under an uninhabited uterine cavity, Baili Fengjian spoke: "What happened to the cloud soul and tiger sleeping in the ground-"
"Well." Jing Che's eyes wandered in the dark night behind him, and there was little alienation on his face. In fact, it was not him who was alienated, but because she couldn't understand her complex thoughts, and she was even more tired of facing her master's concealment.
However, this tone caught Baili Fengjian off guard, feeling that something had fallen into the vast sea and could not be recovered. However, he spoke, and even if the other party was absent-minded, he could only finish it. He pulled the corners of his mouth with a self-deprecating mocking, saying, "Seven Shadows have stole the ** divine seal from Yunhunhu Sleeping Field. We must leave quickly before the Miaojiang people and the empire discovered it."
There was a little ups and downs on his face. Jing Che looked up at Baili Fengjian in surprise: "The fourth ** divine seal has been obtained? What should Zuo Tingzhi do if he was captured?"
"I'm not worried that he was taken to the imperial capital by Xiao Jin. There is Chi Yuan in the imperial capital to take care of him. He won't watch Zuo Tingzhi fall into trouble."
When the words fell into Jing Che's ears, he heard a little strange ambiguity: "Chi Yuan and Zuo Tingzhi? They--"
"Yeah." Baili Kaorama nodded affirmatively.
Just a gentle word "Yeah", it will stir up a thousand waves like a stone.
"They are two men... this kind of forbidden love," she asked hesitantly: "Master, don't you feel... disgusted?"
In fact, what I am asking is them, but why are they not asking about themselves?
"I first heard about it and I thought it was incredible. Later, I learned that they had been struggling along the way. After so many years, they still did not fear taboos and firmly loved it. It is very admirable."
After chatting like this, the atmosphere eased.
The unique foreign palace lanterns in Miaojiang are clearly extinguished in the wind, and the yellow light is blurred with shadows and melts into a ball.
Jing Che lowered his eyes, igniting hope, and hid in the shadows against the light. It turned out that the master was not disgusted, so does that mean... her little thoughts were also allowed?
A piece of sleeve was held in the palm of my palm, and a layer of sweat broke out.
"Yes, Ache," he suddenly thought of something and added: "We will set off early tomorrow morning, and Xiaohan will also go with us."
"No!" Jing Che, who was so quiet and gentle that he was particularly strange before speaking, immediately retorted fiercely when he heard this.
"A Che——" Baili Fengjian put away the curve of the corner of his mouth and slowly raised his eyebrows.
Although Jing Che is usually proud and strong, her pride is limited to her own pride. She never looks too far away from her, and she doesn't like anyone for no reason.
"Do you have any opinions on Xiaohan?"
"I don't have any objection, I just don't like her." She could have said countless reasons, but Jingche didn't. She just wanted to see how much the master cares about her thoughts.
She pursed her lips and stared at him extremely seriously.
Baili Fengjian's face was as calm as a piece of paper, and no matter how the wind blew, it could not cause any ripples. His expressionless face was like this, which means he was angry.
His natural conceit is rarely accepted by someone to challenge his authority, especially such a thing that he has made up his mind to be extremely sure.
He laughed, and his expression was cold in the night, as if he had to refute a ridiculous thing for granted: "Then you can adapt quickly. From now on, you and Xiaohan will always look up and see each other without looking down on Yunqian Peak."
Jing Che's eyes were originally full of expectations. At first glance, it looked like an iron wall that was unbreakable, but in fact it was just a cover, so fragile that it collapsed and shattered into the ground even if it was just a word.
"Master!"
"Hmm?" Mei Feng raised his face, looking indifferent.
"You don't know who this woman is, you will take Yun Qinfeng back. She pretends to be pitiful and wins your sympathy. Do you know? She wants to kill me? It's just a face that is the same, Master, are you obsessed?"
Baili Fengjian was stunned. He originally thought that his little apprentice didn't know about Yu Xi, but he didn't expect that she knew it. He felt a little guilty in his heart, his focal length blurred, and there was a mass of light and a large area of darkness in his sight.
"Yes, because of the same face, I don't care who she is." Baili Fengjian twitched his lips and smiled, so of course. He turned around and wanted to leave, but was actually disturbed by Jing Che's words and was immediately confused. He didn't want to argue anymore, but he felt as if something strange was about to come out.
He had no time to think deeply about why his little apprentice had such a big prejudice against Ruoxi.
"Master, don't leave!" Jing Che was a little panicked, and he hurriedly grabbed Baili Fengjian's hand without caring about anything.
In an instant, it seemed like I was stabbed by a needle, and subconsciously wanted to retract, but the soft and warm little hand was already held in the palm of the hand, and the touch was extremely subtle.
"A Che," he stopped smiling, but he couldn't change his gentle tone when calling her. It was filled with the gentle wind of spring and autumn, and it was also filled with a bit of intoxication, as if it could bloom the fragrance of flowers all over the field. But the next sentence he said only made people feel sad: "This is not Yun Qinfeng, can you stop making trouble?"
"I'm making a fuss? Do you mean, when did I make fuss?" She looked firmly in his palm, and her words were clenched step by step.
Baili Fengjian sneered, leaned over slightly, and the shadows gathered half of her body. His tone was neither slow nor slow, but he was aggressive: "When I was in Xiyanpo, I didn't listen to my advice, and I must enter the cemetery, which caused the ** God Seal to explode, which caused the Qianzhi Ridge barrier to be almost broken, is it you? In the end, I didn't say goodbye to the person who insisted on coming to Miaojiang and was almost burned to death by Aye?"
"Yes, it's all me. But all of this is because you think you want to arrange everything for me, but you don't tell me any reason? I'm not your puppet! I also have my own ideas, but you never ask and refute me!"
The smile was frozen at the corner of his mouth, and it was unnaturally stiff, so he didn't pull his hand back.
Yes, he seemed to have never been accustomed to considering her in a lofty position. He was not unaware that she was an extremely proud person, like an uncontrollable wild horse, but he was arrogant and thought that he could control her, pave the way for her, and let her live under the protection of his own wings.
But she is so fierce and proud. The two of them are like a lion and a fly who have been confronting each other for many years. No matter how absolute strength one side has, no one can defeat anyone or kill anyone, and they are stalemate and entangled.
"Forget..." He sighed, "I was wrong in the past, but Ruoxi, I will definitely take it back."
He pulled his hands and wanted to leave, extremely tired.
As if all the strength had erupted in front of him, Jing Che had become a shell that was drained and watched him leave without struggling.
It seemed as if a gust of wind blew, and it rushed from the corner of the robe raised by Baili Fengjian to Jing Che's stimulating long hair. The palace wall was so long that it extended straight into the darkness.
Jing Che was crazy and suddenly, desperately, hugging him tightly from behind.
Baili Fengjian's back stiffened, and the palace lantern in front of him was blurry, as if it was an illusion.
It's cold and warm, gentle and spicy.
"What are you doing!" The hug was too caught off guard and too unintelligible. Baili Fengma hurriedly opened her hand, his voice suddenly increased a little, and his tone was a little confused.
Her strong and unrestrained crying voice wrapped around every word, and was shrill and misty in the night wind: "Master, you have never looked at me in front of me. You just thought that I was the child when I first met, but have you ever thought about how I would feel when you brought back a woman to Yunqinfeng? Do you know that I am also a woman--"