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The distance from the rope ladder at the north entrance to the valley is not far or close, and the atmosphere is a bit depressing along the way. Coupled with the rainy weather, everyone is silent and does not say a word.

After walking for a short time, I saw a majestic blue-gray stone arch with a length of more than a hundred steps on the left and right, which is very solemn and majestic.On the top of the arch, two large characters are carved from right to left in a chic and elegant font: Random Flowers.A pair of couplets was written vertically on the stone pillar at the side, which was also engraved with the same font. Because of the gloomy weather, what was written on it could not be seen clearly.

Standing on both sides of the bluestone arch are four random disciples dressed in green clothes, each wearing a rainproof hat, holding a knife in his right hand, and holding a wind and rain lantern in his left hand.

When the disciples in Tsing Yi saw the group of people who came, they wanted to go up to check carefully, but when they got closer, they found Junqiao among them, and the four hurriedly knelt down respectfully towards Junqiao, regardless of the muddy and dirty rainwater on the ground, looking disciplined. Yan Ming is also very respectful to his master.

"Meet Master Shaogu!"

"Get up." Junqiao nodded slightly, paused, and asked, "Is there something strange in the valley? Why is there no one guarding the rope ladder at the north entrance?"

"Reporting to Master Shaogu, not long after you, guests came to visit. The guards at the rope ladder at the north entrance led them into the valley to wait for you."

Another disciple in Tsing Yi continued: "The people who come here claim to be members of the Gangshan Sect. The purpose is not clear yet. The owner of the valley is seriously ill and you are going out again. Elder You decided to let them in without authorization."

An indescribable expression appeared on Junqiao's face. She lowered her head as if in deep thought. After a while, she turned to look at the group of people behind her.

Nan Yang stood in silence with an expressionless face, her clear eyes cast on Jun Qiao lightly.Qing Huan behind her opened her eyes slightly, and after glancing at Nan Yang, she slid back into the valley of flowers, as if she had just heard some words that made her intolerable.

Junqiao tightened the umbrella in his hand, feeling the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and said: "Go to the valley first, and then go and settle my guests without merit. Wuji will go directly to the main hall with me to meet the guests of the Gangshan faction."

Wugong and Wuji took orders, and Junqiao and his party continued to walk towards the deep valley under the respectful escort of the four disciples in Tsing Yi.

Walking to the center of the valley is the area with the most concentrated people in Luanhua Valley.Junqiao and Wuji parted ways with Nanyang, Wugong took Nanyang and Qinghuan to the guest room area, packed two clean rooms next to each other, and arranged for them to rest first.

Qing Huan carefully cleaned the house again. She knew that Master liked to keep it clean, and there were some corners that the servants couldn't avoid taking care of. In some places, she had to tidy up for her to feel at ease.

After cleaning up thoroughly, Qing Huan stepped out of the threshold with a basin of water, and saw Nan Yang sitting quietly on the steps alone, staring at the slanting rain outside the eaves.

Qing Huan smiled slightly, put down the basin in her hand, quietly walked behind Nan Yang, bent down and kissed Nan Yang lightly on the side of her face.

Warm and soft, lingering with a sultry moisture.

Nan Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, with a smile on his lips, stroked the steps next to him: "Sit."

"In a good mood?" Qing Huan sat next to Nan Yang, put down his rolled up sleeves, and wiped the sweat from his forehead by the way.

"...You have something on your mind, and your complexion is not very good," Nan Yang silently found Qing Huan's hand, interlocked her fingers, and lowered his eyes, "You have grown up, I just ask about your business. But I am worried You have something to worry about, be happy."

Qing Huan tugged at the corner of her mouth a little far-fetched, but said: "With you by my side, I am not unhappy."

"If I'm not by your side, don't be too depressed. I always hope that you are always happy." Nan Yang raised his hand to touch Qing Huan's hair, "But you have grown up after all, I know you have some You don’t want to talk to me about it anymore, but I still hope that you can vent your emotions to me like you did when you were a child.”

Qing Huan's eyes became a little wet for no reason, and she held Nan Yang's hand tighter, but said with a smile: "What emotion does Master want me to vent? My current emotion is just to hug you and be intimate with you for a while, Master, do you still want me to continue to vent?"

Nan Yang turned his head, and his light-colored eyes, like tea, were stained with something strange. After a long time, he said softly, "It's not good outside." , too much abstinence.

"It's not good outside, I'll carry you to the house." Qing Huan's smile deepened, and she immediately got up as she spoke, hugged Nan Yang up to her waist without defense, and took good care of this cold woman in white in her arms Then, walked slowly into the house.

Nan Yang's ears were slightly red, and she was carefully placed on the bed in the guest room by Qing Huan, with her head lowered slightly: "You... Presumptuous."

"Didn't Master say that you miss me? I miss you too." Qing Huan pinched Nan Yang's delicate chin with a smile, and rubbed her ears together, speaking thoughtfully, "Although I have many things in my mind, those things are in my mind. My mind is coming and going, confusing, I can't think of one thing clearly. But there is only one thing I can think of most clearly, and that is you. I like you, I miss you, Master."

"...I didn't realize before that you are so good at talking." Nan Yang raised his eyes and squinted at Qing Huan. From such an angle, there was an indescribable aura in his light brown eyes.

"When I was in Hongfei Pavilion, my brothers taught me. I often go to Library Pavilion, and there are also books."

"How come, the books in Zangshuge..."

"There is a small forbidden book area on the fourth floor. I remember some interesting things. Master can go and have a look when you are free." Qing Huan bit Nan Yang's ear, and her voice became softer and more ambiguous.

Before Nan Yang had time to think carefully about the forbidden book area that Qing Huan was talking about, his mind was captured by the woman in front of him.Qing Huan was very close to her, and she could see Qing Huan's beautiful eyebrows and eyes, which were so dark and clear as the gentle black jade that was flowing with brilliance.The long eyelashes seem to be able to sweep to the side of her face. This woman is really a disaster.

The two naturally touched their lips and kissed intimately.Nan Yang's hand rested on Qing Huan's back, her slender and beautiful fingers seemed to shrink nervously.

After kissing for a while, Nan Yang's fingers tightened suddenly, clasping Qing Huan's back tremblingly.

Nan Yang turned her face away, parted from the kiss with Qing Huan, panting lightly.Qing Huan squinted impatiently, continued to kiss Nan Yang's side and neck, and hugged Nan Yang's waist tightly.

"Qing Huan," Nan Yang's voice was very soft, she gently stroked Qing Huan's hair, "It seems that something happened to Master Shaogu earlier, you go to the main hall to have a look."

Qing Huan held Nan Yang's earlobe in his mouth, mumbled: "Shall we go now?"

"Well, go now. I'm afraid... She has something difficult to deal with. You go and see."

"But I... still want to hug you for a while."

"When I go to bed at night, come to my room and let you hug me all night, okay?" Nan Yang softly coaxed the woman in his arms, and kept stroking her long hair with his hands.

"...Well." Although Qing Huan was a little bit reluctant, he stood up obediently, and raised his hand to rub Nan Yang's hair, "I knew that Master Shaogu was concerned about Master Shaogu. Then I will go and come back as soon as possible. "

Nan Yang smiled and nodded, Qing Huan raised her eyebrows helplessly, then turned and left.

It was still raining heavily outside, and the light was gloomy.Qing Huan held an umbrella in one hand and a wind and rain lamp in the other. She felt a little strange in her heart, but she didn't think much about it. She just turned her head and looked at the door of the room where Nan Yang was staying, and followed the disciple who led the way to the main hall.

Nan Yang watched Qing Huan disappear from sight, her smile disappeared instantly, her brows were tightly wrinkled in pain, red and black blood overflowed from the corners of her pale lips.

Nan Yang closed her eyes tightly, her pale fingers clutched the corner of the quilt on the bed stiffly, enduring it with great difficulty.

Her hands were trembling unnaturally, and her whole body seemed to be bound by something, making every move very difficult.It took her a lot of effort to get off the bed, but she couldn't stand up at all, and she knelt on the ground in one fell swoop.

pain.

It seemed that something in the viscera was about to tear her body apart from the inside, and the pain was like a torrent of unguarded torrents, coming violently without warning.She couldn't tell where the pain was, it seemed that her internal organs were in severe pain and were being torn apart.The whole person seemed to have sunk into an ice cellar, but there seemed to be a volcano hidden inside, which was about to burst her from inside.

Something was eroding her flesh and bones bit by bit.

Nan Yang supported the ground with one hand, the sweat on her forehead quivered and slid down her porcelain-white cheeks, her eyebrows and eyelashes were covered with sweat from the extreme pain, which made her unable to open her eyes.

how come……

"Well..." Nan Yang was extremely depressed under the extreme pain, and she persevered not to utter a moan, because she was used to forbearance, and because she didn't want to cause more trouble.

The pain of life is worse than death.

The severe pain in her body made her have to bite her lips tightly, hoping to slightly shift the pain to other places.Thinking of biting her lip and being unable to explain it to Qing Huan, she let go of her lips and teeth again and clenched her teeth tightly.After a while, the mouth was full of blood.

In a daze, she raised her right hand and tried to identify it from the sweaty eyelashes.

Under the fair skin, from the top of the palm, there is a faint black line spreading down, only the length of two fingers.

"Why..." Nan Yang frowned, trembling unwillingly.

"Why...why..." She pressed her right hand hard on the ground, and her five fingers were firmly dug into the floor tiles. The delicate skin was quickly worn away on the rough ground, and red and black blood overflowed and seeped into the ground.