I broke my sleeves with the son

Jiang Luoqing was not someone who didn't understand the overall situation. The dagger that was slowly sinking in his hand stopped, and he retracted the dagger. Without saying a word, he turned and left.

Lian Wuyin stood there with a sullen face and admired his back for a while, and found that he really couldn't get angry with this person. He even thought that he was the one who took the initiative to cause trouble today, so he probably wasn't happy with what he said That's why it's his own fault.

For the first time, the master of the Bone Refining School, who was clean-eyed, learned to reflect on himself.

Feeling dizzy in front of his eyes, he touched his itchy neck, but before he could react, a "plop" sounded beside his ears, and his face was in close contact with the ground.

Only now did he slowly realize that there was poison on the sword.

It was only after Jiang Luoqing walked out of the gathering for a long time that he remembered that his dagger had cut a lot of poison. The blade eroded by the poison had long since returned to its original color, but the poison was left on it.

And just now he scratched that person's skin not too much, not too deep, but there may still be problems.

He casually stopped a medicine boy who was passing by in a hurry, and said to him, "In the medicine bed on the left, where a willow tree is planted, someone must have been poisoned, please go and have a look."

Yaotong bowed to him, said "You are welcome", and hurried over to have a look.

If someone passed by, then there was nothing to do with him. Jiang Luoqing had no intention of wandering around anymore and went back to her room.

On the second day, lanterns and golden flowers began to be hung everywhere in Medicine Valley, and it was only a matter of pasting happy characters and hanging red silk. When they were working, Jiang Luoqing had nothing to do, so she just watched from the side, and occasionally passed a lantern or paper pattern over.

After staying like this for a whole morning, Fiji was invited away in the afternoon, and only Jiang Luoqing was left happily holding a white porcelain plate, which contained gold powder mixed with honey dew.This is what he asked for from those medicine boys. Seeing them drawing patterns in full swing, his hands also felt a little itchy.

After asking for gold powder and a brush, I stood next to the drug boy and drew with them, but his drawing was different.

Yaotong draws patterns, and he draws butterflies with soft bodies, like flying down from the wall, dragging a string of radiance.

He drew dragonflies and white rabbits, each of them came out so vividly that it would not surprise anyone to jump off the wall in the next second.

A young drug boy squatted beside him, opened his mouth wide, covered his mouth with his small hands, and exclaimed, "The painting is really good!"

Jiang Luoqing was taken aback. How long ago did someone say that.He thought about it, it was before he entered Heshan, his elder brother was reading and practicing calligraphy beside him, and he was chasing after those animal drawings with a brush beside him, and showed his elder brother when the drawing was finished.

The elder brother touched his face and praised him for his good painting. He must be a genius who can read thousands of books in the future.At that time, he curled his lips, said in a childlike voice, "Idiots only study", and ran away. Later, he went to Heshan.

He looked at the medicine boy, and said in a daze: "Is the painting good?"

The medicine boy hadn't been influenced by Yaogu, so he nodded vigorously and said, "It's all right." He tilted his head and thought for a while, and said, "Can you draw me a flower? I can't even draw medicine well." flowers."

The older drug boy tugged at the little drug boy's sleeve, and the little drug boy blushed as if he had just realized it, lowered his head and said to Jiang Luoqing, "I was wrong."

Pretty standard way of admitting mistakes.

Jiang Luoqing couldn't help showing a faint smile, he said, "What's wrong?" As he spoke, he reached out and took the pattern in Yaotong's hand. On it was a peony flower, which was placed in full bloom on the paper.

He picked up the pen and drew it, and when he put it away, the things on the wall were exactly the same as those on the paper pattern. After thinking about it for a while, he picked up the pen and added something.The peony flower dropped a petal, bringing out a stream of light, as if blown by the wind, it bloomed more and more vividly.

"It's so beautiful!" The little drug boy took a brush, walked to the side, and drew two strokes according to Jiang Luoqing's drawing. He suddenly looked up at Jiang Luoqing and said, "You are really amazing, look It was drawn at a glance, and it looks better than the paper pattern.”

Jiang Luoqing looked at the golden peony in front of him and laughed. No one told him that he was amazing because of his good swordsmanship, but someone told him that he was amazing because of his good drawing.

The medicine boys around looked at that handsome and gentle young man vaguely, wanting to strike up a conversation and ask this person to draw one for him too.

"Young Master Jiang." A young man in a long robe clasped his fists and said, "Young Master Fei welcomes you."

Jiang Luoqing frowned troubledly, looked at the young man he didn't know, and asked, "Didn't he go to see Elder Yaogu?"

Mentioning their own seniors, several drug boys raised their eyes to look at each other, and glanced at the two people who were talking, pretending to concentrate on drawing, and put their ears on the conversation over there.

The young man in a gray robe lowered his eyes and said, "Young Master Fei said that he has something urgent to find you."

Jiang Luoqing frowned, could it be that the brother's plan had gone wrong, and he needed his help to escape together?

He casually touched the sleeve, which contained a dagger that sealed his throat with blood.

He nodded, he couldn't think of the reason why other people pretended to be Fiji to lie to him, put down the white porcelain plate in his hand, turned around and left with the boy.

He Mogu let go of the sparrow in her hand, and the inconspicuous sparrow's feet were wrapped with paper of the same color as the skin on its feet, and it flapped its wings and flew out.

After leaving the Medicine Valley, there will naturally be someone to respond to the news.

There were footsteps behind her, and she used the Turtle Breathing Technique that she had obtained by chance, and she exhaled and inhaled quietly.

The corner where she was was hidden, but she could easily see the two outside.

The big apprentice of the Bone Refining School, and Jiang Luoqing, she frowned, how did these two get together?

No, not right.

Taking a closer look, the two of them didn't talk at all. They looked like they were leading the way, one behind the other.

He Mogu hesitated for a while, the figures of the two people in front of her eyes almost disappeared, she gritted her teeth, picked up the Treading Water Wuhen Step, and followed lightly.

Jiang Luoqing didn't notice that someone was following him. He folded his hands and stroked the handle of the knife that had slipped to his wrist with his fingers, thinking about what would happen later.

But things don't seem to be the same as he thought.

Jiang Luoqing frowned and looked at the strong man with a baby face in front of him. He was a little pale, wearing a light blue robe, and was sitting there drinking tea.

The door behind Jiang Luoqing was closed consciously by the young man, he frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

"What's the point?" Lian Wu stood up and wanted to get close to him, but Jiang Luoqing didn't give him a chance, and immediately held the dagger in his hand and wanted to attack.

Lian Wu suffered a loss once, but he won't suffer a second time. With a wave of his hand, the overwhelming powder rushed towards Jiang Luoqing.