[Gu Jian Qi Tan] Burning Heart Words

A huge bright moon hangs above the dark night sky, and the sea of ​​thunderclouds that has calmed down gradually dissipates, and it seems that there is only silence left in the world.

A red maple stands quietly beside the high platform made of white jade. From time to time, a few maple leaves float down and fall slowly on the white jade platform.

Qian Yu, who was transformed into a human form by a giant dragon, flicked away the maple leaves on the wine glass, poured a glass for himself, raised his hand to drink the glass, and glanced at Mu Ling who was gnawing on the fruit and staring at him.

"Why do you keep looking at me like this?" Seeing her dumbfounded look, he couldn't help laughing, and put down his glass casually.

When Mu Ling heard that he finally talked to herself, she put down the fruit and raised a nice smile, and said crisply, "Besides Yuangu, this is the first time I've seen a dragon, and... we are still of the same race."

Xie was noncommittal for a while, and said calmly, "Since the catastrophe of heaven and earth last time, most of the Dragon Clan and the God Clan have lost their immortal bodies, so now, there are so few remaining Dragon Clans. I thought that the Yinglong Clan or only I will be left alone." His eyes fell on her, with a hint of sigh and nostalgia, "I didn't expect that there would be a girl like you, but most of the remaining dragons will recuperate in a place full of spiritual energy. How did you come to this mountain?"

"I'm looking for something to cure my mother," she thought about it, thinking that he seemed to have lived a long time, and he was a dragon, so he might know the whereabouts of the candle dragon scale, so she was very excited He opened his mouth and asked, "Uncle Qianyu, do you know the scales of the candle dragon?"

"The scale of the candle dragon..." He drooped his eyes and murmured, and when he was about to speak, he saw her shaking her head vigorously, holding her forehead, her complexion paled for a while, as if she was about to faint at any moment.

"Girl, what's the matter with you?" Qian Yu supported her, and then saw the seal on the back of her neck, her face suddenly changed, "You still have this seal on your body? No wonder I couldn't detect your breath at first."

"Uncle Xiyu... I... Am I dying..." Mu Ling said weakly with a mournful face.

Brother Nanhua once told her that if she couldn't completely undo the seal, she would eat her life back.

It's over, it's over, now it seems that she is really going to die...

"I haven't tasted all the delicious food in the world, and I haven't seen my mother recover from her illness with my own eyes. I...I don't want to die yet..."

Seeing that she became more and more sad and began to cry, Qian Yu looked very sad, shook her head helplessly, and said, "With me here, how could you die so easily."

After all, his hand touched her back, his expression became serious, and the pure dragon energy flowed into her body continuously.

The Dragon Qi originated from the ancient barbaric Qi. It was supposed to be fierce and abnormal, but when it penetrated into her body and met her inner alchemy, it suddenly became quiet, and let her absorb it so obediently.

Qian Yu was also slightly startled when he saw this scene. After thinking for a while, he frowned and closed his eyes to incorporate a trace of his spiritual consciousness into it. Looking at Mu Ling who was absorbing the dragon energy with his eyes closed, the memories that had been buried by him for many years kept echoing in front of his eyes.

His lips moved, but no words came out.

No wonder she wanted to find the candle dragon scale...

Jiangdu.

Candles are brightly lit in the front yard of Huamanlou, and the sounds of singing and shouting are endless from time to time.

But the backyard was completely different from the front yard, completely immersed in darkness at this moment.

At midnight, the watchman passed by outside the wall, and his loud voice lingered in the dark night.

Tu Su walked slowly to the door of Jinniang's room, the Fenji sword did not leave his body, and lightly buckled it when he saw that the candle in her room was still burning.

Soon there was the sound of people walking in the room, and after hearing a "squeak", the door was opened by Jin Niang.

"It turned out to be Baili Shaoxia," Jin Niang saw Tu Su's eyes flashed with surprise, but soon put on a smile, "I don't know why Baili Shaoxia came to me at this time?"

The candlelight made his lines look a bit hazy, and after a long while he said stiffly, "I... want you to help me figure out where I am going."

Seeing the slightly unnatural expression on his face, Jinniang said sweetly, "Young hero, why don't you go into the room first."

Tu Su nodded, walked into the room with her, and sat opposite Jinniang.

"I don't know what is the relationship between Baili Shaoxia and this person who is to be counted?" Jin Niang made him a cup of tea, raised her eyes slightly to pay attention to his expression.

"She is my junior sister," Tu Su said calmly at this time, "she should be in Jiangdu now."

"Although I used a lot of mana to do fortune-telling for you and Shaogong's friend today, since Baili Shaoxia's friend is nearby, it doesn't take much effort on my part," she moved the teacup in front of Tu Su, "Then I will do the fortune-telling for the young hero. However, there is something related to your junior sister, so I can do the fortune-telling."

"It's related to her..." He lowered his eyes and thought carefully, then took out a sachet with ugly embroidery from his bosom, and handed it to Jinniang, "Is this okay?"

When Jinniang saw the invisible pattern on the sachet, she couldn't help being speechless, "This...this sachet...is really unique."

She picked up the sachet, and saw that Tu Su's gaze had been following the sachet. She also felt that there might be something different about this sachet, which made Baili Tusu attach so much importance to it. The fabric around the edges is a bit worn and nothing different.

"Young man, please wait here for a moment, I will go to the back room to help you calculate." She still smiled politely at Tu Su, got up and walked into the back room.

Seeing her entering the back room, Tu Su turned his gaze away, gently rubbed the rim of the teacup with his fingertips, the tea was slightly hot, and his fingers covered the teacup, but he just stared absent-mindedly.

If he really found her, what should he say to her...

The cool night breeze kicked up fine dust.The moonlight is clear and shallow, covered with a soft silver glow.

Qingxue stepped on the moonlight scattered on the ground, walking on the road with a heavy heart, and unknowingly came to the yard in front of Tusu's house.

"Brother has also been to Wumengling Valley, Susu...will you still remember what your brother looks like?" She kicked the steps dejectedly, "But Susu doesn't even remember me, so how can I remember my brother?" , but the person I met today is really like a brother..."

She sighed in frustration, and when she was about to turn around and leave, she saw Susu walking from the corridor. As soon as she called Susu, she saw him push the door and walk into the room without even looking at her.

What happened to Susu?

She looked at the closed door suspiciously.

At this moment, Tu Su's thoughts were all about what Jinniang said, "The person you're looking for is not in Jiangdu", but if she wasn't in Jiangdu, where would she go? Could it be that she encountered some danger?

Thinking of her whereabouts, he felt a little more irritable. When he took off the Fen Ji behind his back and was about to put it on the table, a gust of wind blew out of nowhere in the room with the doors and windows tightly closed.

Tu Su's hand immediately grasped the hilt of Fen Ji's sword, frowned and raised his head to look straight ahead. A tall and straight man in a black cloak had stood in the room with his hands behind his back at some point.

"You... are Baili Tusu." His face was hidden under the cloak, his voice was low but magnetic, with a sense of casualness, he looked at Tusu indifferently as if condescending.

"Who are you?" Tu Su's hand never moved away from the hilt of the sword, and the sense of crisis in his heart could not be calmed down. The person in front of him always gave him a strong sense of oppression, and this feeling, He only felt it in Master.

"Me?" The corner of the man's mouth slowly curled up, his slender fingers lifted the cloak gently, revealing his handsome and profound features, his hazel eyes looked at him with amusement, and he opened his lips and said one word at a time:

"Yuangu, Nanhua."