Yangzhou speech

Su Lanshan managed to gather her strength, looked at the young man in front of her, and sighed after a while:

"That's it."

Fuyun picked up Su Lanshan, put her on the bed, and lit the sandalwood:

"You have always slept lightly, so it will be better. After half an hour, the curse will be released naturally. Since you don't want to go back with me, it's better to stay here. You have a good rest, and I will come to see you in a few days."

Su Lanshan didn't even talk to her, she looked at her nose with her eyes and her heart with her nose, as if she was cultivating Taoism.Fu Yun gave a few more instructions, then pushed the door and left, the sound of footsteps getting farther and farther away.

Su Lanshan slowly opened her eyes, stretched her muscles and was about to get up when she saw a dark mass moving around the corner.

Not Qianluo.

That child had slipped away when Fuyun was full of gloom, not to mention that Qianluo was a descendant of one of the three Snake Clan deities, even though he was the original one, he was also very colorful, definitely not like this.

Su Lanshan took another look, and when the ball revealed a pair of wet eyes, Su Lanshan regretted it.

Curled up into a ball, is a baby bird.

The chick trembled tremblingly and wailed a few times, its eyes didn't turn away, it just looked at Su Lanshan pitifully.

Su Lanshan closed her eyes, too lazy to speak.After a while, he sighed resignedly:

"Don't show your eyes there, come here."

The pitch-black chick fluttered its wings and staggered for a short distance. It managed to get close, but it didn't dare to get too close. It just huddled by the bed, preening its feathers mournfully.

Su Lanshan was not polite, and picked up the sad chick:

"Fuyun, don't come here, when will His Highness the Demon King's original body be like this? Change it back for me."

The chick wailed twice, but just watched helplessly, with a pure face.

Su Lanshan picked up the chick and threw it out.

Unexpectedly, the chick was really motionless, and was thrown to the corner of the wall with a bang.

Su Lanshan didn't expect this to be the result, she hadn't gathered her strength yet, she couldn't stand up, and watched the chick stand up tremblingly, stumbled, and came closer again.

Su Lanshan sighed, held the chick in her palm, and fished it up:

"I don't blame you for using the blood curse, is that all right?"

As soon as the words fell, there was no shadow of a baby bird in front of him. The boy's eyes were like stars, shining brightly:

"really?"

Su Lanshan sighed:

"Fuyun, when can you love yourself a little more?"

The ancient secret art, the forbidden curse can fix the figure, and the blood curse can know the whereabouts.

If you take your heart and soul, blend with the other person.

From then on, in heaven and earth, all life is born, and every death is death.

Fuyun tightly embraced the dormitory, and sighed:

"Alan, you have never been emotional, so you don't know the depths, life and death so much."

Su Lanshan was slightly startled, after a long time, Fuyun thought the person in his arms had fallen asleep, and vaguely heard a murmur:

"Love to me is just... just a dream."

Seeing Su Lanshan's peaceful sleeping face, Fuyun thought it was just a dream:

"Ah Lan, it doesn't matter if you don't fall in love. In the whole world, no one can compare to the love between you and me. No matter how bad it is, I can always accompany you. For thousands of years, it can be considered complete."

Fuyun covered the sleeping person with a thin quilt, lingered for a long time, and finally left.

After Fuyun left, Qian Luo poked his head around and looked in, crawled crookedly to the side of Su Lanshan's bed, and was about to take a nap wrapped around his wrist, when suddenly Su Lanshan opened his eyes:

"Qianluo, buy me some wine."

When Wei Xun came to Liuyun Pavilion, what he saw was such a scene.

The wine jar was in a mess, and there was a gaudy little snake floating in the wine jar, bubbling and bubbling. Those who didn't know it thought it was medicinal wine.Wei Xun fished out the snake. The pattern on the little snake's body was more colorful than before, and he sighed with satisfaction.

Wei Xun was quite helpless, he didn't see Su Lanshan alone in the house, he walked around and finally saw him on the roof, Su Lanshan was leaning on the eaves, drinking and pouring himself.

After Wei Xun went up, Su Lanshan had already drank the jug in her hand, and she wobbled to get another jug ​​from the side, but was stopped by someone:

"Lanshan, you have something on your mind."

When Su Lanshan saw the person coming, she became vaguely doubled, and she didn't know who she was, so she smiled:

"I will have something on my mind. A hundred years is but a moment, so there is nothing to worry about."

Wei Xun sat down beside Su Lanshan, and blocked the pot of wine that Su Lanshan calmly scooped up:

"But it's not the way to drink it, Lan Shan, you know that people drink wine, if they are not enjoying the flowers and the moon, or they want to compose poems and poems. If you drink like this, even if you are a demon, you won't be able to stand it."

Su Lanshan looked a little dazed, with a smile on her face, she smiled at Wei Xun:

"It's rare that you are willing to persuade me, then I won't drink."

Wei Xun had never seen Su Lanshan's expression like this before, the smile in his eyes showed a hint of affection.

When he looked at himself, it was as if he was looking at another person.

Wei Xun clenched Su Lanshan's cuffs tightly, with a dignified expression:

"Lanshan, do you know who I am?"

Su Lanshan smiled and called her name, but Wei Xun was stunned.

What Su Lanshan said was,

Lin Yi.