I don't date non-humans

I don't know what happened to Mr. Lu who saved him, where is he now?Have you escaped yet?

Su Shu followed the coach's car, flanked by archers with full bows, and with an order, countless feathered arrows shot up obliquely, covering the sky and the sun.He raised his head and looked in from the outside of the city, only to see the black smoke covering the sky rising and drifting away, forming a rainy cloud in the sky above.Feather arrows with red tail feathers are like countless red rains, piercing the black clouds and pouring down.

The smell of burning came into his nostrils. He didn't know what the situation in the city was like, but he thought it wouldn't be too good.He didn't care about the other people in there, only that one person.Although he knew that there was little hope, he still didn't want the person who would gently bandage his wounds to die just like that, even though his face was always indifferent.

He silently prayed for the protection of the immortal in his heart for that doctor, after all he is such a good person.How could such a good person die like this?

Clenching his palms tightly, he had to admit that if he hadn't brought back the half map of the mountains, perhaps their army would not have passed through the mountains so quickly, piercing the heart of Ugly Country like a sharp knife. , Straight to the capital.

At this moment, he saw that cloud of black smoke suddenly flashed in the sky, and those red feathered arrows scattered as if they had hit something, and deviated from the original direction.Arrows that had lost their forward momentum fell down one after another, and a white light flashed in the middle of the cloud of smoke, bombarding away like a thunderbolt.

A huge bang sounded, and the ground even shook, which could be heard clearly even outside the city.

"What's going on here?" Su Shu couldn't help but muttered.

And at this moment in the capital, the people who were fleeing in a hurry also stopped their movements and looked at the palace in the middle with horror on their faces.

The seven-fold exquisite stargazing tower, at this time, unexpectedly only had half the tilted part left, and the remaining half fell straight down, as if it had been chopped off by a sword.

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Jinluo silk gauze tents, red sandalwood drunk dream fragrance, glazed screens stand idle for half, cool and smoky.

A seven or eight-year-old boy reached out and poked his companion who was concentrating on cleaning.

"Hey, have you heard? Our head brought back a mortal a few days ago."

The other responded in a muffled voice, head still bowed.

"Oh, so what? Aren't you and I mortal too?"

"That's not the case." The little boy was anxious.

"A few days ago, when the master brought him back, I pretended to be scrubbing the glass bottle next to me, and took a sneak peek. I saw that the master came back with someone in his arms, and his behavior was very intimate. I guess that person and the master The relationship with him is definitely not ordinary, but it's a pity that I couldn't see that person's face clearly."

Recalling the scene at that time, he couldn't help but slapped his mouth.

"But judging from the back, he is indeed a very good-looking person."

Their heads are notoriously gentle and polite, as humble as a jade, and their every move makes people feel like a spring breeze.Every 50 years or so, the Flower God Festival has to be avoided under the pretext of retreat. In this way, the brocade handkerchiefs and flowers and plants sent by those crazy female cultivators flooded half of the sect every time.

But it was such an upright and gentle gentleman who was praised by half of the comprehension world, but when he hugged the man in his arms, there was no gentle smile on his face.

The corner of his white robe, which was always spotless, was stained with a little blood, and his face was silent, showing the chilling indifference of a sword cultivator.That was the expression that Xiao Tong thought would never appear on the faces of their masters.

And the person in his arms was covered by the long sleeves of the sect leader, so he couldn't see his face clearly.Only a slender and pale hand was stretched out, trembling and timidly grabbing the sleeve of the person below him, a little bit of powder burst out from the bloodless nails.It seemed like a kitten being picked up by the waist, stretching out its pink and tender paws in a panic, not knowing where to put them.

"Apart from that one time, have you seen him again?" asked the companion who was absorbed in cleaning.

"No." The boy shook his head angrily.

"The head of Zang Baobao seems to have been hiding people in the inner courtyard and never allowed him to come out. If I hadn't sneaked in that day, I'm afraid no one would have known that there were still people in the inner courtyard."

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"Listen, I'm only willing to say this once."

The fairy in white stood with his hands behind his back, his long hair spread softly behind him like snow, burning a hazy halo.

"You are my personal servant. You have been with me since you were a child and came to the Xuchen sect to seek Taoism. It has been hundreds of years now. You have no potential for cultivation, and you don't even have any spiritual root understanding. I pity you for your meritorious service. So I begged Yanshou Pill to prolong your life. It’s just that you are still a mortal after all. After a long time, you can’t stand the medicine’s effect. A few days ago, you suddenly fell asleep. When you woke up, you couldn’t see your eyes, and even your memory Go, forget all these years."

"Is it...?" The man opposite him frowned, a little hesitant.But his subordinates lightly stroked the embroidered green shirt and robe on his body, and felt a little familiar again.

"You don't remember what happened before, so don't go out and wander around these days. Just stay quietly in the inner courtyard, and do some things like cleaning and grinding ink as usual."

The voice of the white-clothed fairy paused and turned around.

"You used to go outside often, because you were afraid that those people outside would bully you, and you begged me to cast spells in this inner courtyard. People without my permission cannot enter. Similarly, you I can't get out either."

Chi Diao stood where he was, stunned for a moment, feeling his mind was blank.But if you think about it carefully, those small and broken pictures will emerge one after another.

At that time, he could still see his eyes, and the face of the fairy in white still had a little childishness, and he still looked like a boy who hadn't opened his eyes.

In the cold night, he stood sideways by the table, rubbing the ink for the writer on the table.The small plate of Heishuiyu tilted slightly, and a few drops of ink splashed out, staining his wrist, sticky and cold.He was startled, half of the ink dish was overturned on the ground, and the jade dish turned around and turned over with a clang, but it was not broken.

"Hey, why can't you even do such a small thing well." The boy raised his eyebrows, he didn't care about the plate that fell on the ground, and just reached out to grab his hand and put it on his sleeve.

A burst of water appeared from mid-air, with a little warmth, gently licking the piece of skin blackened by ink.The ink was washed away, and the snow-white skin underneath became one piece.

Because he felt that he was causing trouble to his master again, Chi Diao lowered his head in shame, and wanted to bend down to pick up the overturned jade plate on the ground.

"Okay, okay, don't move, just let me do it." The young man hugged his waist and stopped him back with a smile.

"Just take it as a sympathy for me, just stand by and make a vase and watch me make it, will it work?"

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Um... I was too sleepy last night... I fell asleep... qwq There is another update tonight