you are at the end of the day

"Auntie, Fengyue heard that Wen Nanhui said that whoever can give him seven-day grass, he will give Xuanji to whoever." An Fengyue winked at Chunyi mischievously. Looking back at her, he said calmly: "Ah, yes. As the name suggests, the seven-day grass can only live for seven days after being picked. Once he releases the news, I don't know how many people want to get Xuanji. Do you have this confidence?"

An Fengyue chuckled: "Like my aunt, I practice medicine to help the world, save lives and heal the wounded, and don't take part in those killings. However, my aunt said she didn't want Xuanji, so why did she bring me to Chang'an, where Young Master Wen lives?"

Chunyi looked at the few guests in the small inn where he was, and lowered his voice: "Seven-day herb can cure tuberculosis."

"puff--"

An Fengyue spit out the tea she just drank, and stared at Chunyi in disbelief: "No way!"

Chunyi seemed to be used to An Fengyue's rude character, so she nodded.

An Fengyue never imagined that there was such a panacea in the world. In an instant, she understood why her aunt was looking for seven-day grass, because her uncle Chong Xiao, who was far away in Luoyang, was suffering from tuberculosis...

Over the years, even though I and my elder brother called the left and right protectors uncle and aunt, everyone understood that they were no different from husband and wife.

"But Auntie, in this case, we have to compete with many experts... We don't practice martial arts, how can we compete with them?"

"Don't forget, healers can save people as well as kill them."

When Chun Yi said this, a cold light appeared in his eyes.

……

"Trash." Fu Takiruo put the parchment in his hand on the burning candle on the candlestick next to the stone chair, and soon, the parchment was nothing but ashes.

"Qiuhan, Xile and the others sent another letter, saying that they still couldn't find Tangdao. It's been a whole month, are they all living for nothing?" Fu Longruo looked up at Lin Qiuhan who was standing on the other side of the stone chair. , Although it was a reproach, but there was no sense of blame in the tone.

"Father, my child guesses, maybe Tang Dao was hidden back to Feiyue Island by Mrs. Cixue."

"Oh? I didn't guess this as a father, but it's also possible. I heard that Mrs. Lingxue and Cixue were good sisters before. Although there were some festivals afterwards, they have settled down. Mrs. Cixue is a woman. Zhong Haojie, dare to bet, it is very likely to do so."

The candle flame swayed, reflecting Fu Longruo who was lying on the recline very unrealistically. From Lin Qiuhan's perspective, a yellow snake spitting out a letter was wrapping around Fu Longruo's naked upper body. Fu Longruo touched it. Touching the little snake's head, the little snake obediently lowered its head and lay on his chest.

"Then, foster father, please send Qiu Han to find out the truth!"

"No. You, you have other things to do."

As he said that, Fu Longruo casually threw a token to Lin Qiuhan, and Lin Qiuhan caught it. The word "Wu Shuang" was engraved on the front and back of the delicate token.

"Wushuang? Father, this is the token of the Xunyang Bodyguard Bureau known as 'Unparalleled Under Heaven'!" Lin Qiuhan couldn't hide his shock, and his tone changed unconsciously.Fu Longruo was calm: "Yes. Miss Liu You, the head of the bodyguard, and I are old acquaintances. This time, the Xunyang Bodyguard Agency needs to help me transport a baby, but they can't get the baby I want. You Well, you can give it a try."

Lin Qiuhan suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Wen Nan replays the news that whoever can pull the seven-day grass from Chang'an Huashan to him, he will give the sword Xuanji to him."

"Father, do you want Xuanji?"

"Yes. After you get Xuanji, the bodyguards sent by the Xunyang Bodyguard Bureau to Chang'an will pick you up, and you will be much more relaxed then."

Lin Qiuhan frowned slightly. Although he was a little confident in his martial arts, everyone wanted the sword Xuanji, and there might be many experts snatching it away. Can he really bring Xuanji back?

"Is there a problem?" Fu Longruo sat up and looked at Lin Qiuhan.

"No."

"Okay, Han'er will definitely not let my father down." Fu Takiruo smiled, and the little snake twisted and climbed down from his body, wriggling towards the dark place where the candlelight couldn't reach.

"One more thing." Fu Takiruo rested his right hand on his chin as a gesture of thought: "Your marriage."

Lin Qiuhan felt cold, why did his adoptive father bring this up again?What is this old fox thinking about all day long?

But what Fu Takiruo said next made him not recover for several days.

"If there is a chance, let's get married."

The next day, Jinling.

Lin Qiuhan prepared the package, raised the sword and rode the horse to raise smoke and dust, while Fu Longruo leaned at the door, watching him go.There were indescribable emotions in the seductive and vain eyes. After a long time, he returned to the dark pavilion alone.

The Demon Flame Sect is hidden in Jinling, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is hidden, it is located among the mountains and green forests.The pavilions and pavilions built by the mountains and rivers are very similar to the painted boats and carved buildings on both sides of the Qinhuai River, but they are very quiet. There are no people in the area for a hundred miles. Except for a few disciples, only the leader, Lin Qiuhan and ten beauties live here Moreover, Fu Longruo seemed to be very afraid of heat and light, all the rooms were built against the light, dark and cold all the year round, Lin Qiuhan always felt that some kind of ghost was breeding in the darkness.

Lin Qiuhan was galloping on horseback, the surrounding scenery flashed by, but what was in his mind was the words that his adoptive father said yesterday that made him remember his whole life.

He doesn't know who his parents are or where his hometown is. He only knows that he has followed his adoptive father as long as he can remember. This seductive man with a withdrawn personality who is only seven years older than him.

Let's get married.

"That bad guy!" Lin Qiuhan shook his head, a little shy and a little annoyed.

At the same time, Master Ten Swords also received instructions from Fu Takiruo and was rushing back to Feiyue Island in Yangzhou.

The ten beauties were dressed in exactly the same way, with the same icy expression on their faces, each of them was walking fast on the branches in the woods like a dragonfly on the water...