Chapter 2008 Bingdilian, National Flower of Kyushu
You'er looked down at the scar, blinked, thought for a while and said, "It was left probably seven years ago? I forgot how it was formed because it was so far away."
Qingge's eyes were calm, staring at the scar with terrifying eyes, which made You'er tremble in her heart.
"Master, what's wrong?" You'er asked anxiously.
Qing Ge shook his head, but his face was serious and thoughtful, with clear light flowing in his eyes.
She just had the idea of giving it a try, but she really found a scar on You'er's body.
If what she thinks is right, this scar can be used for bleeding.
In this continent, if you want to let go of the blood of cultivators, this is the best place.
The Snake King was silent for a long time and suddenly asked: "Do you suspect that she is the antidote for people who have been poisoned?"
Qingge's mind moved slightly, "How can we completely remove the poison? Can you explain it in more detail?"
"It is difficult to cure the poison. Unless you encounter a special physique and pour the blood of the poison into the veins of the body from an early age, the poison will survive in the blood for at least seven or eight years before it can be used as a medicine to cure the poison.
"The Snake King said, "And from now on, the life of the poisonous insect is the life of the person. The poison lives on the person, and the poison destroys the person. With this kind of poison antidote, the lifespan of the poisonous insect will not exceed twenty years, that is,
It is said that since being poured into the poison, the person who used the antidote only has twenty years left to live."
Qingge puts down You'er's hand.
There is no strong evidence yet, but she has already made a strong guess.
She deeply realized that this gorgeous and extravagant imperial city, this holy land known as the heaven of the gods, the only peaceful place in the troubled times, was so unbearable that it was even more terrifying than the Beiyue Dynasty.
The most cruel and terrifying thing in the dark night is not the ferocious ghost, but the human heart with a kind and smiling face.
You'er had an innocent smile on his face, "Master, the fortune teller said that You'er will live a long life."
Qingge doesn't know whether You'er is ignorant or just pretending to be confused.
"What if it can't be done?" Qing Ge asked.
"If not, then I went to the underworld, met with the King of Hell, and learned about the impermanence of black and white, the head of a bull and the face of a horse. I will definitely ask them to let my master live a long life." You'er smiled innocently, and Qingge's heart suddenly twitched.
You'er will become her disciple, just a victim of a battle between her and the Pavilion Master.
Qingge's mood suddenly became heavy.
She got up and walked out.
You'er's smile is so dazzling.
When Qing Ge raised her legs and was about to cross the threshold, You'er suddenly called her, "Master."
Qing Ge paused, but did not turn around, turning his back to You'er.
You'er stood up and ran over with small steps, stretched out her soft hands to hug Qing Ge, and rested her face on Qing Ge's back. The warm light from the sky outside the house shone on You'er's cheek, and You'er's face was filled with contentment.
"Master, you asked me a question before, what would happen to me if you killed my father?" You'er murmured, "I will answer you now. I know the difficulty Master has. You and Uncle Liu have gone through five levels."
It is not easy for General Zhanliu to come to the Shadow Pavilion. You are despised by others, so you have to work harder. My biggest regret is that I cannot help you in the Jinhua Palace, or even fight against the enemy together with you.
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"If my father dies in your hands, I don't blame you." But I will atone for your sins.
You'er swallowed the last sentence and didn't say it out loud.
Qingge patted the back of You'er's hand, smoothed You'er's hair, and walked out of the house.
Qingge returned to the room alone.
You'er curled her hair around her ears. She climbed the wall and left the Princess's Mansion. Her sole slipped and she fell down suddenly, falling into a warm embrace.
There was a tree outside the courtyard wall, and a man was sitting under the tree. The man was tall and fell asleep against the tree. He wore a mask on his face and a bright red robe, which looked a bit unruly.
The man pushed Youer away suddenly, stood up and wanted to leave. Youer rubbed his sore buttocks and followed the man angrily, "Why are you so rude?"
The man ignored him and continued walking.
You'er chased her all over the place. As she chased, she kept mumbling: "Didn't your family teach you? You should be humble and polite to others."
The man finally stopped. You'er couldn't stop the car for a moment and slammed into the man's back, causing severe pain in his nose.
You'er rubbed his nose, his eyes filled with tears, and he looked at the man pitifully.
"I have no family, so I don't know what etiquette is." The man turned around and said coldly.
Looking at You'er's eyes that were red from crying, the man's heart stopped, his chest felt tight, and he felt irritable for no reason.
"Oh." You'er drooped her eyelids, lowered the corners of her mouth, and lowered her head, like a wronged little daughter-in-law, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
The man laughed.
You'er could see carefully that she had seen the man's eyes before.
"What's your name?" the man asked.
"You'er, it sounds nice, right?" You'er smiled, "My father said that this is the name my mother married."
"Did you know that there is a kind of poison called Blood Soul Gu, and the antidote to the poison is called You'er poison?" There was a sarcastic smile on the corner of the man's mouth, and his eyes seemed to be able to see through everything. There was no secret under his eyes.
"Don't talk nonsense about whether it's poisonous or not. It's bad luck." You'er shuddered.
The man shook his head and continued walking.
You'er looked at the man's back and felt that he looked very similar to the man in red robe that day.
When You'er's heart moved, she followed suit.
When they reached the alley, the man stopped suddenly, pressed her against the wall, and looked down at her.
The two of them were so close that each other's breathing could be clearly seen, the hot air was expanding, and the temperature suddenly increased.
"Why are you following me?" the man asked.
You'er swallowed and stared at the man's black mask, "Can I see your face?"
Two parallel lotus flowers are outlined on the edge of the mask.
The man pinched her chin, forcing You'er to raise her head.
The man leaned close to You'er's ear and exhaled like a blue breath, "I'm afraid you can't afford to look at my face."
You'er trembled, "Will it kill me?"
The man sneered, and his hand suddenly clung to You'er's chest, grabbing it roughly a few times, "What if that's the case?"
You'er's face turned red and his head felt hot.
After all, he is an untouched child.
"Then I won't watch." You'er pushed the man away with all his strength and ran away. The little figure ran out of the alley, falling down in the process.
The man narrowed his eyes. After a long time, the man raised his hand and took off the mask on his face.
He has a gentle and elegant temperament, just like the Nine Emperor Emperors.
"Yue'er, how can we make this troubled world the situation you want?" Emperor Changru rubbed the lotus with his fingertips.
In the princess's mansion, Qingge closed her eyes to rest, and suddenly opened her eyes. A ray of light outside the window happened to shine on her eyes, and her eyes were like a sword unsheathed, sharp and sharp.
Qingge walked out of the room and wandered in the yard.
Liu Yan'er was playing with the knife while pointing at the water, "Ge'er, look at how beautifully the lotus flowers in this pond are blooming."
Sing softly and raise your eyes.
Among all the flowers, Emperor Mingyue only loved lotus during his lifetime.
At that time, there were no other flowers in the royal garden. They were all specially cultivated lotus flowers.