Sealing Sword

When Ye Fusheng woke up, it was already the morning of the next day.

At the dawn of dawn, cut the clouds and silk.The window casement was blown open by the breeze, and a few pieces of fine gold leaves fell in. He lay on the bed in a daze for a while, his whole body was still itchy like bloody flesh after being cut alive, which made him want to faint again one time.

"Don't pretend to be dead when you wake up, or you'll kill me." Sun Mifeng came over and took his pulse, "The pulse condition is stable, there is a loss of Qi and blood, it's nothing serious for the time being, I'll eat some brown sugar and dates by myself later. "

Everything in his eyes became clear again, and the piercing pain in his right leg disappeared, and his body was unusually brisk.Ye Fusheng recognized Sun Mifeng, and then rubbed the fragmented memories before coma, and finally pieced them together: "Thank you for saving me, ah... where is your sect master?"

"Going out for a walk." Sun Mifeng picked him up mercilessly, and stuffed him with a pile of peanuts, "Eat it, it's freshly cooked, it won't get angry."

Ye Fusheng: "..."

The two chatted like hamsters for a while, Ye Fusheng looked at Sun Mifeng's playful eyes and raised his eyebrows: "Mr. Sun, do you have something to ask?"

Sun Minfeng thought for a while, then nodded and admitted: "Did you break your sleeve?"

Ye Fusheng almost choked to death on a mouthful of peanuts.

"It seems not." Sun Mifeng felt a little regretful, and asked again: "Then do you think my master looks like a broken sleeve?"

Ye Fusheng hammered his chest, finally calmed down, and said: "He...is still young, it's too early to say these things."

Sun Mifeng looked at him as if he had seen a ghost.

"You are not broken sleeves, then I don't understand." Sun Minfeng crossed his legs and looked at Ye Fu's sickly face, "It's not about love, why should he do it for you..."

Before he finished speaking, a person came in at the door and said coldly: "Ghost doctor, if you have nothing to do, you should first cure your long tongue."

Ye Fusheng heard the voice, secretly clenched the quilt with his free hand, and then slowly released it. Looking up, he saw Chu Xi entered the room with a face sinking like water, holding a small silver bag in his hand. As soon as the pot was placed on the table, the force was so heavy that the whole table shook.

As the child grows up, so does his temper.

Looking at his temperament, and thinking about the time when he was watching the sea tide, Ye Fusheng suddenly felt such a vicissitudes of emotion.After ten years of separation, things are different and people are different. It is not a good time to have a good time, let alone the old scores between the two of them, or the bloody feud that is almost unsolvable.

It was a big accident that Chu Xiwei didn't chop him up and feed him to the dogs.Ye Fusheng thought that he was an elder after all, so he couldn't care about these anymore, so he raised a smile and waved to him: "You're back? Come and sit down."

Sun Mifeng came to see the opportunity, so he rolled out in a smooth manner. After a while, the voice was far outside the door: "Master, I will go to Xuanhu to help the world first, you two talk slowly!"

As soon as he left, the atmosphere in the room didn't ease up, but became more embarrassing.Chu Xiwei stood there and looked at Ye Fusheng for a long time, seeing that the smile on the other person's face froze, and then walked over, but did not sit down, but looked down at him from a high position, her lips curled up, The tone was playful: "Ye... Fusheng?"

Ye Fusheng rubbed his nose, a little unaccustomed to such an up-and-down angle of view: "It's just a name, call it whatever you like."

"That's right, I used to call you...'Master'." Chu Xiwei looked at his loose black hair mixed with a few traces of white frost, and for a moment it felt like a lump in his throat, and his hands behind his back were tightly clenched and then loosened Kai, "But do you think that you are still qualified to bear these two words?"

Ye Fusheng felt a stab in his heart, but his smile did not change: "Ah Yao, the older you get, the more awkward you become. When you were young..."

"Don't mention my childhood!" Chu Xiwei suddenly reached out to grab his throat, and directly pressed Ye Fusheng against the wall behind him with great force, causing the back of his head to hurt.

They are close at hand, their breathing blends together, and even the eyelashes are completely visible, but the two people who are so close to each other are separated by an insurmountable moat.

Chu Xiwei's pupils were abnormally dark red, his voice was very soft, and he had a smile on his face, but his eyes were turbulent.

He said, "I really want to kill you, Master."

Ye Fusheng recovered his breath, and smiled at Chu Xiwei: "Okay."

After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes, and even withdrew the instinctive defense just now, and let others pinch his vitals calmly, with an attitude as natural as if someone didn't want his life, but just wanted to take a nap.

Chu Xiwei's gaze scanned his face inch by inch, her palm trembled a few times, and she slowly retracted it.

"I've been waiting for your life for ten years, and it's not too short." He retreated to the table, "However, I really didn't expect that you would have fallen to this point when we met again."

"30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, who hasn't had a bad time yet?" Ye Fusheng opened his eyes, shrugged, looked Chu Xiwei up and down, shook his head and said, "However, although it is said that women are eighteen I didn’t expect boys to change even more. Back then, you were not as tall as my ribs, and you were still a little chubby, and your flesh was bumpy when you ran. I carried you when you were practicing light kung fu. Putting a plum blossom stake is like sticking a meatball on a bamboo stick..."

"Shut up!" Chu Xiwei has been in a high position for many years, and has not been exposed for a long time. She is a little embarrassed and embarrassed at the moment, but when she looks at Ye Fusheng's crescent-shaped eyebrows, she gets angry and chokes him Chest tightness.

He ground his teeth: "Ye Fusheng, do you really think I won't kill you?"

Ye Fusheng gestured on his neck, blinking his eyes; "This head has been stored for you for ten years, you are welcome to pick it up anytime."

The feeling of the dog biting the bastard and not being able to put his mouth down made Chu Xiwei feel even more irritable. He caught a glimpse of the silver pot that he had just put on the table, grabbed it and took a sip.

The next moment, his face twitched, he turned his head and sprayed, coughed twice in embarrassment, his pale face turned red.

This wine is colorless and tasteless, he also tested the poison with a silver needle first, but now as soon as he swallowed it, it was like taking a mouthful of Coptis chinensis pepper water, it was bitter and spicy, it hurt so much in the throat, and only half of it was left to swallow Going down is like swallowing a rusty knife.

Ye Fusheng was surprised, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, reached out and patted Chu Xiwei on the back to comfort him: "What's wrong with you?"

Chu Xiwei was so choked that she couldn't speak, she covered her mouth to suppress the overwhelming nausea in her stomach, the dark redness in her eyes faded away in an instant, leaving only the stimulated tears, just looking at it like autumn waves.

...When the little chubby boy was bullied by him before, he also looked like he was going to cry or not.

Ye Fusheng looked at him like this, a flower bloomed from his devastated heart, tremblingly, but scratched his heart.

He poured a cup of hot water for Chu Xiwei, picked up the small silver jug ​​and looked at it carefully. It was about the size of a palm and exquisite in workmanship. Said it was wine.It's better to say that there is a pot of white water inside.

He took a sip of the wine lightly, and his whole body froze immediately.

Chu Xiwei felt the hand that patted his back suddenly stop, and then trembled slightly. He panicked, grabbed Ye Fusheng's palm with his backhand, looked up, and found that the smile on the man's face instantly Fade away, leaving only a daze.

"Canglu..."

Chu Xi was startled for a moment: "What's wrong with you?"

Ye Fusheng's hand unconsciously increased his strength, and he pinched the silver pot with a thin crack, the wine leaked out and wet his hand, then he loosened his strength as if waking up from a dream, and poured the remaining wine inside They all poured out and filled a glass full.

He looked at Chu Xiwei, his eyes were red, and his lips moved: "Who gave you this?"

"...a white-haired Daoist priest with a clear name." After hesitating for a while, Chu Xiwei was a little puzzled, "Do you know him?"

"Duanqing, Duanqing..." Ye Fusheng repeated for a while, and Chu Xiwei almost thought that what Sun Minfeng gave him was fake medicine, and now he was insane.

Just as he was about to go out to bring the quack doctor over, Ye Fusheng suddenly grabbed his hand.

Chu Xiwei lost the Ice Soul Orb, her martial energy in her body is no longer stable, and her body temperature is slightly higher. However, Ye Fusheng's body temperature is now low due to taking medicine and physical weakness.When the two of them were caught off guard, their skins touched, as if ice and fire collided suddenly, one side trembled from the burning heat, and the other trembled slightly from the condensation.

Chu Xi was slightly stunned, then shook off his hand, and said with a stinky face, "What are you doing?"

"Ah Yao, where is that person?" Ye Fusheng looked at him, his eyes met, and Chu Xiwei could clearly see the light that suddenly rose in his eyes.

It was like a dying person revived in this moment.

He was inexplicably uncomfortable, and he was not angry when he spoke: "What are you doing?"

"Ah Yao, take me to see him. After I see him, I will answer whatever you say from now on." Ye Fusheng held the small silver pot with no expression on his face, but his eyes were wet. I have never begged you in my life, just this time, you promise me."

This unscrupulous prodigal son is almost never so serious. Even in the life-and-death agreement ten years ago, he just said lightly: "You want to kill me for revenge? Well, after ten years, this life will be yours!" is you."

Wealth is like floating clouds, and life and death are nothing to worry about. Chu Xiwei always thought that no one and nothing in this world would shake him.

Until now.

He felt a little uncomfortable for no reason, as if the flower he had been waiting for finally bloomed, but someone broke it off first, the hands in his sleeves were slowly clenched, his muscles and bones were clear, his pupils were scarlet again, and his face remained calm. :"Oh really?"

Ye Fusheng didn't pay attention to the danger in his words, looked at the little silver pot without blinking, and nodded heavily.

"I met this Taoist priest three hours ago. If you want to see him, I can take you to chase him now, but..." Chu Xiwei slowly pressed Ye Fusheng's shoulder, "Tell me first, what is he doing?" who is it?"

Ye Fusheng hesitated for a moment: "He is mine..."

Chu Xiwei narrowed her eyes slowly, and inadvertently clasped Ye Fusheng's Jianjing acupoint with her hand.

"... Mistress."

The evil spirit accumulated was pierced by a needle like this, and it was completely vented.