After rebirth, the master became the white moonlight

Looking at Xiao Zijun's naked temptation, Fang Yuan asked himself, is he the kind of person who bows to the black bitter medicine just to play a peerless sword?

After a while, he had the answer——

Holding his breath, he finished the bowl of medicine in one gulp, and even in the process of drinking the medicine, he thought that he would be here for the rest of his life, but fortunately, he was still alive after drinking it, and by the way, he also gave him two pills that Xuanwen gave him. The plums were eaten.

The concoction was so bitter that it turned sour, and the plums were sour. He couldn't tell what was sour in his mouth, anyway, his face was wrinkled together.

"I'm done, Master, I'm done!" Fang Yuan turned the bowl over backwards, indicating that there was no medicinal juice flowing down.

Xiao Zijun gave Zhaoshi to him, and Fang Yuan was very happy holding the sword, and the sword seemed not as cold as before, just like an ordinary sword.

He pulled out the sword from the scabbard, and said to Xuanwen: "Brother, do you want to make a gesture with me?" He originally wanted to make a gesture with Xiao Zijun, but after thinking about it, the difference between the two is too big, and it is meaningless to compare.

Xuanwen seemed very interested in fighting Zhaoshi, he took out his sword: "Okay, I'll give you a move."

Xiao Zijun didn't have time to speak, his two apprentices left him and ran away, he could only shake his head helplessly and followed.

The rain outside is not so heavy, but it is still falling.

Fang Yuan feels heavy holding the sword, and the sword seems to be shaking by itself?

With a "swish", Fang Yuan swung his sword energy over, Xuan Wen blocked it, the sword energy was diverted and hit the nearby stone, and the stone was cut in half.

Zhao Shi hadn't used his sword for a long time, there were no major events in these years, Xiao Zijun seldom came out of the mountain, even if he did, he didn't use Zhao Shi often, Zhao Shi seemed extremely excited at this time, almost got rid of Fang Yuan's hand.

Its sword aura is sharp and domineering, and with Fang Yuan's hand, it swiped two swords towards Xuanwen. Xuanwen used a good sword, very sharp, but after he resisted it twice, the sword Although the body was not broken, there were a few small gaps.

Zhao Shi didn't seem to be satisfied, this time he took Fang Yuan and rushed towards Xuan Wen directly.Fang Yuan wanted to stop it, but now his internal strength is not enough, it is almost impossible to control Zhao Shi, no wonder the master didn't let him use it, this is a trap!

He shouted: "Master, I can't control it anymore!"

Xiao Zijun stood by and looked at Zhao Shi, who was like a wild horse, and then exchanged a glance with Fang Yuan. He was very calm, and he didn't intend to intervene.

Fang Yuan had no choice but to let go of it and planned to shake it off, Zhao Shishang couldn't shake it off like glue, he cursed secretly: Fuck!Unexpectedly, Zhao Shi became even more violent when he heard it. He took Fang Yuan to finish chopping stones and pillars, and after cutting the pillars, cut flowers and plants, and finally smashed the ground with his head, Fang Yuan was so frightened that he yelled: "Don't make trouble! It’s all other people’s stuff, and we can’t afford to pay for it if it’s broken.” He then said, “I didn’t scold you just now, I just scolded…” He thought for a while, he couldn’t scold Xuanwen, wait until Zhao Shi What should I do if I rush over again, let alone scold the master, otherwise what should I do if it protects the master and stabs me to death?

At this moment, his mind turned back and forth, and when he finally looked up, Qian Zhihong happened to bring a few people over from the other side under umbrellas, and he whispered, "I scolded that person."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Shi swished away from his hand, and fell to the ground with a bang, Fang Yuan quickly picked it up, the sword had a bad temper.

Qian Zhihong brought people closer, Xiao Zijun heard the sound of jingling, he deliberately glanced at the person behind Qian Zhihong, wearing a pink skirt, holding an umbrella, and wearing two bell rings on his ankles Buckle, this is the woman who delivered medicine to Qian Zhihong in the morning.

Xiao Zijun was looking at her, but her gaze was fixed on Fang Yuan.

When Fang Yuan walked over, his hair was wet from the drizzle, and the broken hair on his forehead was sticking limply. He wiped his face with his sleeve, and suddenly felt a little dizzy. After shaking, a hand supported him from behind in time, he looked back, it was the senior brother, and he smiled at Xuanwen.

Qian Zhihong stepped forward to greet Xiao Zijun: "Daoist Xiao." He looked at the stone debris all over the ground, and there was a hole in the ground, he was a little dazed: "What's the matter?"

Xiao Zijun said: "The two young disciples were discussing each other, I accidentally did it, I'm sorry."

Qian Zhihong smiled, not only didn't get angry, but also praised the two for their good swordsmanship, and even asked if he wanted to move some more stones for them to practice swords, but Xiao Zijun refused.

While exchanging greetings with Qian Zhihong on the surface, Xiao Zijun was sizing up the woman in pink intentionally or unintentionally. With the gesture of withdrawing his sword, he turned around and took the sword back from Fang Yuan's hand. The woman in pink's gaze on Fang Yuan was interrupted , Xiao Zijun found out that she was looking at Fang Yuan's...belly?

"Xuanwen, take him back to the house first." Xiao Zijun saw that Fang Yuan's face was pale, and he didn't look very good.

Fang Yuan went back to the house, and didn't hear anything outside the window. He ran to the bed and covered his head and fell asleep again. He slept until midnight.

The rain stopped in the afternoon, and at night the clouds cleared and some moonlight shone into the house.There was no light in Fang Yuan's room, he fell asleep with his back to the door, a puff of light smoke drifted in through the crack of the door, after a while, the door creaked open, and someone came in.

It was very quiet all around, only the sound of jingling and jingling, all the way to Fang Yuan's bed.Fang Yuan slept soundly, his thick eyelashes were covered, and he trembled slightly. Because of the fever these two days, his complexion was not very good, his mouth was a little flaky, and he looked a little sick.

The quilt was lifted, and someone touched Fang Yuan's arm. There was a wound on his strong, white forearm, which had just scabbed over.The man looked at Fang Yuan's sleeping face carefully, then one leg climbed on his quilt, and then the other leg stretched out on the bed, lying on Fang Yuan's body, when she moved, the sound of jingle bells would be heard in the night It is clear.

I couldn't help but take another look at the person on the bed, he was so white and beautiful, if he didn't want to eat it, it would be a good choice to catch him and become a young man.She leaned against Fang Yuan's face and slowly took a breath. Fang Yuan was young, and he had practiced the righteous way for many years. His body was extremely rigid and pure, and the spiritual energy in his abdomen was even more concentrated, continuously bursting out to his limbs and bones. It can make people drunk and dreamy.

As if addicted, she stuck it even closer, almost to Fang Yuan's face, she touched his face with her hand to prepare to smoke again, but as soon as her hand touched his face, someone grabbed her wrist, Looking again, Fang Yuan slowly opened his eyes.

"You are too gluttonous, one breath is not enough?" His voice was a little hoarse, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The smell of traditional Chinese medicine on her body was too strong, and Fang Yuan felt uncomfortable when he got close, so he grabbed her wrist and threw her to the ground.

"Why are you awake?"

Fang Yuan sniffed and said, "I'm sorry, I've been sick for the past few days, and my nose may not be very good. The smoke you put seems to be not very effective for me."

The people on the ground stood up slowly, without panic, as if they were sure that Fang Yuan was not her opponent now, she walked a few steps towards the bed and said, "It's okay, I can still eat when I'm awake. "Thinking of Fang Yuan's delicious food, it almost made her salivate, and she rushed forward without caring about anything else.

The sword on the table seemed to respond, and began to buzz, opening a barrier instantly like an umbrella, firmly covering her in a circle of light, isolating her from Fang Yuan.

She was startled, and slapped the transparent barrier inside hard, "What's going on?"

But this barrier is as hard as iron, and it is definitely not something she can shake.

Fang Yuan calmed down, walked around in front of her twice, and said, "You can eat it, but my master forbids it... Cough cough." He coughed twice, and when he raised his eyes, Xiao Zijun had already stood up. to the door.

Xiao Zijun waved his hand, and the two candlesticks on the table lit up, illuminating the room. He walked into the room with Qian Zhihong behind him.

People who were not afraid at first saw Xiao Zijun approaching, with a rare panic on their faces.She deliberately chose the evening, in order to avoid Xiao Zijun and Xuanwen, who were both powerful, and who would eat a little bit of food for this disease, never thinking that she would be trapped.

The people in the circle of light asked bitterly: "Did you do it on purpose?"

Xiao Zijun didn't want to answer her question, and asked directly with a cold face: "You also smoked Master Qian?"

Before the people inside answered, Qian Zhihong came up to block Xiao Zijun first, "Don't talk nonsense, Daoist Xiao, this is Chang Qingqing from our pharmacy, who came to deliver medicine to my father in the morning, and stayed overnight because of the heavy rain." It’s late, I must have gone to the wrong room.”

"It's raining heavily?" Xiao Zijun glanced meaningfully out of the window, and the bright moonlight cast a spot of light on the window sill.

Qian Zhihong realized that this reason was far-fetched, and changed his words: "My father's illness has nothing to do with her."

Xiao Zijun asked casually, "You know? That has something to do with you?"

Hearing such a straightforward question, Qian Zhihong was stunned for a moment, feeling that he couldn't keep his face, and immediately said seriously: "Daoist Xiao came to Qian's house this time just to find fault?" He snorted at Xiao Zijun.

"You..." Fang Yuan watched from the side, and immediately wanted to turn back when he heard this, but was stopped by Xiao Zijun, who saw Xiao Zijun looking down at his feet, and said to him, "Put on your shoes."

Fang Yuan looked down, Chang Qingqing was trapped just now, he got out of bed and forgot to put on his shoes, now he was stepping on the ground with bare feet, only then did he feel the soles of his feet were cold, he sat back on the bed and put on his shoes.

While putting on his shoes, Xuanwen came in from the outside, and he brought in two people, a maid and a servant in an old linen shirt.

"This is?" Qian Zhihong pointed to the visitor and asked.

"Mr. Qian, this is your servant in the back kitchen and the maid who takes care of Mr. Qian. I think this matter may really have something to do with you."

Xuanwen looked at the servant, and said, "Then you go ahead."

The man began to say: "The young one is just a cook. Master Qian was ill a few days ago, so the young master went to the hospital to buy medicine. I asked me to fry it every day for Tweety, and she gave it to the master to drink. I don't care about anything else." I do not know!"

"Is this the medicine you cook every day?" Xuan Wen took two packs of medicine, the man looked at it and said, "Yes, it's these two packs."

"Okay." Xuanwen turned to the maid and asked, "Your name is Tweety?"

The maid nodded.

"You take medicine from him every day and give it to Master Qian?"

"Yes."

"How long has it been?"

Tweety thought for a while: "It's been almost half a month."

After Xuanwen finished asking, he looked at Qian Zhihong, and Qian Zhihong asked: "What does this prove? My father is sick, so what's wrong with me buying him medicine? If you think there is something wrong with the medicine, you can find someone to come." Test these two packs of medicine."

After Xuanwen heard it, he smiled and said, "There is nothing wrong with buying medicine, and these two packs of medicine are also okay, but the decocted medicine may not be all right."