[Gu Jian Qi Tan] Burning Heart Words

The two rays of light, green and red, looked like a swimming dragon, constantly entangled in the dragon stream, and Mu Ling was floating in the center of the two rays of light, her waist-length black hair was floating in the air, brushing against her face, and even more so. It made her complexion look transparent.

She closed her eyes tightly, allowing the fresh air in the Heart-burning stone and the remaining soul of the candle dragon in the scale of the candle dragon to impact her body time and time again.

Unknowingly, her body was covered with a layer of golden light, and her body was twisted and extended in the light, and the sound of dragon chant was constantly resounding from it.

Red and black rays of light flashed across the sky, and the next moment Tu Su landed on the entrance of Yuangu clutching his chest in embarrassment, surrounded by everyone in Yuangu.

Fen Ji shot to the ground suddenly from mid-air, and the evil spirit was constantly entangled on the blade, as if something was about to break out of the blade.

Tu Su pressed the ground tightly with one hand, the veins on his forehead twitched, and the blood-like redness in his eyes spread uncontrollably.

He chased after Nanhua all the way, but he didn't expect that Fen Ji would take advantage of his serious injury and try to counterattack him, causing him to fall directly from the midair.

Qing Kui took a long stick and took a step forward, lightly tapped Tu Su's forehead with her finger, and saw that the evil spirit on Tu Su's body quickly faded away, and the clearness in his eyes returned.

"Thank you, Senior Qingkui." Tu Su was out of breath, but he still clasped his fists to thank Qingkui for his help, and stood up forcefully, intending to go into the abyss.

But Qing Kui stopped him like a statue, "Young Hero Baili, please leave Abyss Valley quickly."

Tu Su raised his head and looked at him in astonishment, "Senior Qing Kui, Mu Ling was seriously injured, I have to see her with my own eyes."

Qing Kui put the long stick in front of Tu Su, and the others also took out their weapons to stop Tu Su, as if they wanted to do something, "The patriarch has an order to drive you away from the deep valley. If you take another step forward, we will You're welcome!"

"Why can't I go in!" Tu Su thought that they were from Yuangu and couldn't hurt them with his hands, but he was also concerned about Mu Ling's injury, so he refused to take a step back like a stubborn donkey.

Everyone in Yuangu looked at each other, and did not speak as if in tacit agreement, but looked at Tu Su vigilantly.

Tu Su was anxious, but he also knew that Nanhua would not hurt Mu Ling. If he lost his position at this time, he might be regarded as an enemy by Yuan Gu, making Mu Ling difficult.

He thought for a moment, then frowned and said, "Since the seniors won't let me in, then I will wait here. One day, I will wait until she comes out."

After speaking, he found a place beside him, sat down cross-legged and began to heal himself.

"Hey, this..." Seeing that Tu Su not only didn't break in but also didn't leave, everyone was stupid. They glanced at each other, not knowing what to do.

"As long as you don't let this kid break in, let him sit like this." Qing Kui touched his beard and said casually, but nodded secretly in his heart, thinking that Tu Su would feel very depressed. Hold on tight, if it were him, he would have been so angry that he would have rushed in.

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The sun was setting and the sun was rising, and overhead, the sun was so dazzling that one could hardly keep one's eyes open.

Nan Hua stood motionless outside Longjian, the sun was shining on his face, and the expression on his face could not be seen clearly.

He had been waiting outside for a whole day, listening to the painful screams in the dragon gorge, the sound of the dragon's body hitting heavily on both sides of the dragon gorge, the sound of gravel falling into the endless abyss, his body... was always tense.

He clenched his hands under the sleeve robe tightly, resisting the thought of rushing in, but the reshaping of the dragon's body must not be disturbed, otherwise, not only will all previous efforts be wasted, but Mu Ling may also die of flesh and blood.

With his eyes closed tightly, he suddenly punched heavily on the stone wall, and cracks spread rapidly from the stone wall.

There must be nothing... there must be nothing wrong!

The blue-red light covering the entire abyss gradually disappeared, and no sound could be heard in the dragon stream.

He let out a long breath and lowered his hands, only to realize that his palms were already drenched with sweat.

It turned out... It was only a day, but he seemed to feel that he had been waiting for hundreds of years.

Luckily... fortunately...

The sun was so hot that people almost peeled off a layer of skin, but Tu Su waited outside the deep valley for two days. In the past two days, he just sat in place to heal his injuries. The dew was thick, and many drops of water were stained It fell on him, but it didn't show how embarrassed he was.

Qing Kui coughed a few times, and quietly put some food beside him.

Tu Su opened his eyes and looked at Qing Kui calmly, "Thank you."

Qing Kui hurriedly withdrew her hand, pretending to look around, "I... I didn't give you anything!"

What Qing Kui said was simple, but there was a huge wave in his heart. If the patriarch knew about it, he would have to peel off his skin. He just saw that the young man was infatuated with Mu Ling and didn't want him to starve to death!

Tu Su lowered his eyes and smiled, but seeing that Qing Kui showed nothing unusual, presumably nothing happened to Mu Ling, which made him feel a little relieved.

At this time, a green glow suddenly appeared at the entrance of the deep valley, and Nanhua's figure slowly appeared from it, Qingkui was so frightened that her legs softened and she knelt down, "See... see the patriarch!"

Tu Su's injury was almost healed by now, and he stood up calmly looking at Nan Hua, "How is Mu Ling?"

Nan Hua ignored him, but just gave Qing Kui a cold look, which made Qing Kui lower her head in fright.

He didn't say anything more, just appeared in front of Tu Su in an instant, and said to himself, "Thousands of years ago, the water scorpion cultivated into Yinglong, but it was combined with mortals when it was traveling in the world. Therefore, he fought with Zhurong, the god of fire, and Gonggong, the god of water, which resulted in an irreparable calamity caused by the blue pagoda of the Tianzhu Mountain in Buzhou Mountain. Injury caused the Dragon Clan to hide in the deep mountains and bide their time." He turned his head and glanced at Tu Su, "You should understand what I mean."

Tu Su's face changed slightly, "Mu Ling...is a descendant of Qian Yu."

Nanhua didn't refute him, it was a tacit consent, "She has finally washed her tendons and cut her marrow to get a pure blood. If you are good for her, then don't appear in front of him again. Otherwise, you will only repeat the tragedy of thousands of years," he said. Not caring about the pain in Tu Su's eyes, he threw the Candle Dragon Scale to him, "She asked you to give it to Ouyang Shaogong."

After saying that, Nanhua flicked his sleeves and disappeared from the spot.

——"... If you are good for her, don't appear in front of him again, otherwise, you will only repeat the tragedy of thousands of years..."

Nanhua's words seemed to keep revolving in his mind, Tu Su looked down at the candle dragon scale in his hand in a daze.

How could it be like this... He once thought that his life would not be long due to the force of evil spirit, and he didn't want to drag her down, so he never dared to look directly at what he thought in his heart.

But now... is he... taking her life?

Seeing Tu Su's distraught appearance, Qing Kui stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, sighed regretfully, and disappeared at the entrance of the abyss.

His hand hangs down feebly, and the scale of the candle dragon in his hand falls to the ground, making a crisp sound...

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The breeze gently lifted the veil in the room, revealing the white figure on the bed.

Mu Ling lay sideways on the bed, holding a shirt tightly in his arms, his face seemed to be clearer, no longer as round as before, and his eyes were closed without any expression.

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In the deep valley palace.

Nan Hua was sitting on the high platform, writing something on the paper with a brush in his hand, at this moment Qing Kui walked into the hall, knelt on one knee in the hall, and said respectfully, "Patriarch, that Baili Tusu left the deep valley yesterday. "

Thinking of the young man's distraught appearance when he left, Qing Kui felt a burst of regret in his heart.

This young man is a good match for that little girl Mu Ling, but it's a pity...

He carefully raised his head and glanced at Nanhua, but saw that Nanhua was still writing and did not respond.

Qing Kui coughed, and said again, "As for Mu Ling, she just stays in the room all day long, and there is nothing wrong with her, but...she doesn't talk or eat. Compared with her previous temperament...it seems to have changed a lot."

"Now that she has the pure blood of Yinglong, it's normal for her temperament to change a little." He stopped writing and spoke lightly.

This is not as good as the little Mu Ling who always loved to laugh and tease him!

Qing Kui was dissatisfied after hearing this reason, and could only slander secretly in her heart if she didn't dare to say it.

"You go down."

"Yes." Qing Kui replied, and left quickly.

"Snapped--"

The pen landed on the table and made a sound that was neither heavy nor light.

Nanhua looked at the word "love" written on it, and his eyes were even more profound.

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Jiangdu.

The night is lonely, as quiet as water.

Ling Yue came to the pavilion under the moonlight. As soon as he stepped on the steps, he saw a wine pot "Gulu" rolling down to his feet. Looking up, he saw Tu Su leaning on the pillar in the pavilion, drinking wine alone. , and beside him, there are more than a dozen jugs.

Seeing this, Ling Yue couldn't help but frown deeply. Ever since Tu Su came back suddenly yesterday, he had been in such a sullen look. At that time, Lan Sheng asked about Mu Ling's whereabouts, but Tu Su just threw it away, "She will never come back again." "I just left alone, and now...but I'm here drinking stuffy wine again.

It seems that all of this has something to do with Mu Ling.

He sighed softly, picked up the jug on the ground and walked in front of Tu Su, and said earnestly, "Drinking alcohol hurts the body, it's better to drink less."

Tu Su's hands paused, and he laughed self-deprecatingly, "Brother Qianshang is addicted to alcohol, and now I know the beauty of this wine..."

After speaking, he raised his head and poured another sip of wine into his mouth.

"Tu Su, what happened in Yuangu?" Ling Yue stared at him closely.

"Brother, I seem to...can't find the answer." Tu Su leaned his head on the pillar weakly, his eyes were moist.

Ling Yue remembered what he said to Tu Su when he was in Tianyong City, but he didn't know that obsession had taken root in his heart so deeply. He sighed, sat beside him and said, "Tu Su, the answer lies with you." In my heart."

"I don't know, I really don't know...I want to stay with her and protect her, but she will only suffer from it..." Tu Su raised his head and took a sip of wine, his words were already a bit drunk, "It would have been great if Master hadn't saved me back then. There wouldn't be so much distress, and so many people wouldn't be involved..."

"I don't allow you to say that," Ling Yue looked serious, and picked up a flagon from the side, "Since you were young, you would hide something in your heart and refused to say it. Today, let senior brother accompany you to get drunk once."

After speaking, Ling Yue also took a sip of wine, he had never drank before, and when he drank in a hurry, he coughed a few times due to choking, but then took a few more sips into his mouth.

Tu Su respected Ling Yue in his heart, and regarded Ling Yue as his dearest person, but he had never confided his anguish in his heart to him like this, so he also took the flagon and drank with him, back and forth, two times. Everyone was drunk and sat on the ground back to back.

Lingyue's drinking capacity was worse than Tusu's, and his face was already flushed at the moment, and he only knew to be smirking, not half the appearance of a big brother of Tianyongcheng.

Tu Su closed his eyes, even his neck was a little red, he panted slightly, and said in a low voice, "Brother, do you know, I really...really..."

A line of tears fell from the corner of his eyes, and he began to laugh, laughing presumptuously, and threw the flagon on the ground fiercely.

I really... really like her.