Dust is cold

When he was about to go up the mountain, Yu Wuming came over with a soft bag and asked Yu Wuchen to sit on it.

Yu Wuchen glanced at it with disgust: "Someone used it, I won't sit on it!"

"Big brother!" Yu Wuming said helplessly, "You always have to take a shower and change clothes when you go up the mountain!"

They are all high-level practitioners, who would use this?It is very rare for him to be able to find one temporarily.

Yu Wuchen didn't buy it: "It's better to cut a new tree, at least it still has a fragrance!"

As he said that he was about to release the Frost Sword, Yu Wuming hurriedly held his hand: "Brother, let me go!"

Le Yugui looked back in amazement, and saw the two arguing: "What are you going to do? Wuming, how did you learn to speak like this?"

Mu Qiliang and Xia Kongran are actually a bit of a clean freak, which is understandable for Yu Wuchen, but neither of them obviously intends to be considerate.

Xia Kongran pressed his thumb lightly on his lips, and smiled meaningfully: "It's a pity that Prince Qinghan is not here, otherwise, the mountains are high and the road is far..."

Mu Qiliang immediately put his hand on the flying sword: "I just exchanged sword intent with Prince Qinghan, tell him to come over?"

Bei Chenli looked around, hesitated for a moment, Le Yugui put his arm around his shoulder and whispered something, Bei Chenli immediately stood by and watched.

"You two..." Yu Wuchen gritted his teeth.

"What's wrong with us?" Le Guigui turned back directly, smiling very happily: "Hey, it's so slow to invite the prince to come there, why don't we send you to him!"

Mu Qiliang: "Good idea, Prince Qinghan's place will definitely sleep warm and warm..."

……

Yu Wuchen pointed at the three with a sullen face: "Shut up!"

While talking, Yu Wuming came back with half a piece of wood on his shoulders. He glanced at the laughing three people and Yu Wuneng's face dripping water, and he understood that this was bullying Yu Wuchen while he couldn't move. .

Yu Wuming was an honest boy, he tried to help Yu Wuchen change the subject: "Brother, let's go?"

Yu Wuchen nodded.

Mu Qiliang took a look at Xia Kongran, who immediately moved, picked out the long sword and knocked the big tree off Yu Wuming's hand.

Yu Wuming: ...

At the same time, Mu Qiliang turned to Yu Wuchen's side, inserted a handful of silver needles into different acupuncture points, and then brushed his palm, Yu Wuchen spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Eldest brother?" Yu Wuming quickly supported him, and looked at Mu Qiliang in surprise.

Bei Chenli was about to move, but he stopped when he saw the blood from Yu Wuchen's vomit.

"It's okay!" Le Yugui supported Yu Wuchen's other side: "Just spit out the blood, don't worry about ignorance! Do you need me to say more?"

Bei Chenli nodded.

Mu Qiliang raised his middle finger and flicked the ends of each needle extremely quickly, Yu Wuchen spit out a few more mouthfuls of blood, his body lightened and he still didn't have much strength, but his chest was no longer stuffy.

Mu Qiliang took the silver needle and smiled amiably: "Brother Yu, get up and take a few steps to take a look?"

Yu Wuchen glared at him.

"What?" Mu Qiliang raised his eyebrows: "Brother Yu, don't you thank me? That's right, if you spit out this blood in front of Prince Qinghan, maybe someone will be so distressed that you will throw yourself into your arms! "

Yu Wuming was bringing a new set of clothes over to change for Yu Wuchen, he was stunned.

Yu Wuchen sighed, he couldn't throw himself into his arms, Yan Qinghan would only be more heartbroken and entangled, I have to say that Mu Qiliang was quite thoughtful, he cupped his hands: "Thank you!"

"So dishonest?" Mu Qiliang shook his head dissatisfied: "Let's go!"

Before he finished speaking, Xia Kongran took away Yu Wuchen's flying sword, and circled Yu Wuming with his own sword light: "Let's go!"

Yu Wuming was still in a daze, and was directly taken away by Xia Kongran, without even a chance to struggle.

Le Yigui gave a few instructions to the disciple at the pass, stepped on the sword light and pulled Bei Chenli up: "Let's go too!"

"Hey!" Yu Wuchen was taken aback, so neat and uniform, when did they collude?

"Brother Yu!" Xia Kongran's voice came over: "Please come up on foot! We're going to be prime ministers first!"

Yu Wuchen's new injury hadn't healed, and he was tossed by Mu Qiliang for a while. Now that his spiritual power is not concentrated, he is no different from an ordinary person. The tens of millions of steps that reach the clouds...

Facts have proved that Mr. Yu is still Mr. Yu after climbing a mountain on foot. Although his floating appearance is gone, he is not particularly embarrassed, but he is dripping with sweat and his clothes are soaked, as if he was fished out of the water.

Mu Qiliang and the others moved a stone table to the mountain pass, ordered some fragrant tea, and looked at Yu Wuchen's figure struggling to climb.

The medicine and the poison come from the same source, Bei Chenli naturally knows the key to it, otherwise he wouldn't have been dragged up by Le Yigui just now, and now he sat obediently with the three of them, not intending to move.

"□□, not bad, this figure!"

"Arm strength is good!"

"Abs, abs, abs, unfortunately, it's not my thing!"

……

Le Yigui squinted his eyes, and commented on Yu Wuchen together with Xia Kongran and Mu Qiliang.

Xia Kongran nodded, it's really good. When they were at the base, those old things loved strange things. The two of them have seen countless beautiful men, delicate ones, powerful ones, decent ones... Yu Wuchen is not inferior to anyone, even There is still more than that.

"Young Master Yu is handsome, of course!" Mu Qi said with a sneer, "It's a pity that the phantom ball was not brought!"

"Phantom ball?" Le Yugui wondered, "What is that?"

"We can record this period of time!" Mu Qiliang pointed at Yu Wuchen, a rare way to explain instead of insulting others.

Now the three of them are considered one country, and the two of them are also considered to be a temporary truce.

"Fuck!" Le Yu Gui sighed: "Your poor place is quite well-equipped, it's really a pity!"

……

While the few people were chatting, Yu Wuchen finally climbed up, his hair was dripping with water, but his face was not as pale as before, but had some blush.

Yu Wuchen didn't have the energy to pay attention to the three bad friends, his body was soaked in sweat and was sticky and uncomfortable, he just gave Le Yugui a glance, and hurried straight to the back mountain, Bei Chenli hurried to catch up.

"Strange!" Le Yugui was puzzled: "The three of us did it together, why do you only stare at me and not you?"

"Hehe!" Xia Kongran laughed, "We didn't do anything with you, so please be blessed, baby!"

As he spoke, he took Mu Qiliang's shoulders: "Are you tired? Let's go!"

"What do you mean?" Le Guigui held Xia Kongran tightly.

"What's the point?" Mu Qiliang leaned against Xia Kongran, lazily clapping his hands away: "We are guests, so naturally Brother Yu should be more polite!"

Le Yugui let go, although the words from Mu Qiliang's mouth were not very credible, but there seemed to be some truth.

Before the few people sat down on the chairs in the main hall, Yu Wuchen came in, followed by Bei Chenli who looked like a tail, and after taking a bath and changing clothes, he looked like a good young man who had just come out of the dust.

"Hey, come quickly!" Le Yugui poured out his cup and then remembered to ask Yu Wuchen: "Can you drink tea?"

Yu Wuchen didn't speak, and walked towards him with a sullen face.

"Can he?" Le Yugui asked Mu Qiliang.

Before Mu Qiliang could speak, Yu Wuchen had already walked up to Le Guigui, and lifted him up by the back of his collar.

"What's the situation?" Le Yugui was dumbfounded: "Didn't you lose your spiritual power after being poisoned?"

Bei Chenli gave him a sympathetic look. Mu Qiliang asked Yu Wuchen to walk up the mountain to expel the residual poison through perspiration. It can be said that every drop of sweat would restore some of Yu Wuchen's spiritual power, so Yu Wuchen With Chen's cultivation, Le Yugui could hear Le Yugui commenting on him as early as halfway up the mountain.

"Mu Qiliang, you tricked me!" Although Le Gui didn't understand it very well, he also realized the key point.

"Is there?" Mu Qiliang blew on the tea leaves leisurely: "Did I say that brother Yu's spiritual power would not recover?"

"You..." Le Yu returned speechless: "Didn't you say that in a short time..."

"The time is not short!" Mu Qiliang took some time to recover and said, "Did you shed blood for nothing?"

Happy to return: ...

***

Imperial City.

Yan Qinghan brought back two core elders from Yukong Pavilion, the king was hesitant about how to arrange it, he was flattered to have one on duty usually, but this time they came directly with two close-knit elders, obviously inappropriate like other elders, but they were honored as honored guests It doesn't seem right either...

Yan Qinghan didn't care too much, he asked Yu Wuchen the question Yu Wuchen didn't answer directly, but from Yu Shanchuan's attitude, he also guessed a lot, his head was not idle along the way, and his heart was also Concerned about it, he took the two elders in and out, and after returning from the visit, he went to the main hall to deal with the backlog of state affairs.

Yan Qingyu accompanied him. For three days in a row, Yan Qinghan showed no abnormalities. The pile of tall copywriting decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye. He didn't even sleep much, but his mood seemed to be getting better every day. It's not normal anymore.

After finally finishing dealing with state affairs, Yan Qinghan immediately ran to the lord, and Yan Qingyu waited at the door of the palace, thinking about how to ask later.

After a while, Yan Qinghan came out in a hurry, and when he saw him, he smiled and said: "Second brother, it happens that you are here, go out with me!"

"Where are you going?" Yan Qingyu was puzzled.

Yan Qinghan pulled him away without touching the ground: "Yu Kongge!"

"Qinghan!" Yan Qingyu stopped him: "You..."

"Second brother!" Yan Qinghan smiled, not letting him finish: "Let's go, but you can't tell him!"

After finishing speaking, he cupped his hands not far away: "Don't talk about the two elders!"

This was the first time in three days that Yan Qinghan made a request. Two figures flashed out, the Fifth Elder and the Seventh Elder bowed to Yan Qinghan at the same time, and then disappeared again.

Yan Qingyu didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in the gourd, and he was pulling him all the way, so he really couldn't tell Yu Wuchen, and since Yan Qinghan had something to say, the two elders in Yu Kongge were not vegetarians, they The Feijian letter must not be sent out, so I watched Yan Qinghan's tossing!

In the past, Yan Qinghan would go anywhere with ease, even the Six Nations Alliance would not be extravagant, but this time, he had people put on a full prince's ceremonial guard, and went to Yukong Pavilion in a mighty manner.

Yu Kongge was flying around at the moment, Mu Qiliang and the others were here to watch the excitement, even if Yu Wuchen recovered [-]% to [-]% in a day, he still stayed on the mountain and refused to leave.

Dianzhu Mu is notoriously particular about food and clothing. He also confiscated it in Yukong Pavilion, and he was tossed everywhere. Naturally, Yu Shanchuan didn't care about these nonsense things, and let them make trouble. .

Yu Wuchen is not yet Xia Kongran's opponent, and Mu Qiliang has nothing to do with his protection, so he simply hides in his dormitory without seeing or worrying, and Bei Chen stays with him every step of the way.

Mu Qiliang didn't come to provoke him, he just entertained himself in Yukong Pavilion, happy to come and pinch him from time to time, splashing water, ink and throwing stones, it was as lively as a children's academy.

When the disciples at the foot of the mountain reported that the prince was visiting, it was Yu Wuming who was on duty. After receiving the letter from the flying sword, he immediately wiped the sword with his hand and told Yu Wuchen.

Xia Kong ran a horizontal sword letter: "No rush!"

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