There are always so many sexes every day

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By the way, the children from my uncle’s house came to play yesterday, we played a stand-alone game together, it’s so badass, that game is so scary

I was looking at the screen carefully looking for something, and then a female ghost in the shape of a Sadako suddenly appeared, plus the background music...

It was scary at night, and I died in battle~~o(>_<)o~~

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Someone who fell from the sky was brought back like this. The yard where Song Huanhuan and the others lived was not big, and there was no extra room, so they were arranged in Qingzhu's room.

The Medicine King went out to collect herbs again, so the little assassin with half a bottle of water acted as the doctor. Not to mention, the little assassin held his wrist with a serious face and looked like a doctor.

Song Huanhuan wandered around, "How is he?"

The little assassin withdrew his hand, and said with a serious face: "He's fine, he just suffered a slight injury, and the rest is fine."

Song Huanhuan breathed a sigh of relief, and then said with embarrassment: "Since he is fine, why are you frowning so seriously? I thought something happened to him."

The little assassin still had a serious face: "Only an unsmiling doctor can be dignified. I want to be a dignified doctor."

Song Huanhuan: "..."

The man was dirty, Song Huanhuan looked uncomfortable, so he asked the little assassin to boil the medicine, and he called Qingzhu to strip the man's clothes and wipe the medicine on him.

After washing the veil and wiping his face, he revealed a gentle and delicate face.

Song Huanhuan scratched her head, feeling that this person looked familiar.

Qing Zhu scooped up the medicine bottle and said, "This is the medicine formulated by Senior Medicine King, and it works."

Song Huanhuan took it, nodded in response, and then ripped the clothes apart with a "tear".

"Yo~" Song Huanhuan stretched out his paws to touch the man's body, looking like a hooligan: "I didn't expect this man's skin to be quite tender~"

Qingzhu said helplessly: "My lord, don't be like this, if the seventh young master sees you, you will be in bad luck."

Song Huanhuan quickly withdrew her paws, tapped Qingzhu's forehead and said, "Little boy, you actually know how to block me by scooping up words."

Qingzhu grinned.

Song Huanhuan had never done such a caring job before, so her hands and feet were a little clumsy. Seeing that the person lying on the bed was still frowning even in a coma, Qingzhu couldn't help but chased Song Huanhuan away.

Song Huanhuan refused to accept the protest, and Qingzhu said: "Master, if you keep doing this, that person was slightly injured, but you have seriously injured him."

Song Huanhuan: "..."

Qingzhu cleaned up the man swiftly, and the little assassin also boiled the medicine.

Song Huanhuan lay on the edge of the bed and shook his head. The more he looked, the more he felt that this person looked familiar, but he was sure that he had never seen this person before.

The little assassin held the medicine: "Still sleeping? Do you want to wake him up?"

Song Huanhuan patted him on the head: "What kind of bad idea is this?"

"What about the medicine?" The little assassin was aggrieved.

Song Huanhuan said: "Scoop it back and warm it, I forgot about it, and wait until he wakes up."

The little assassin obediently went out again, Qingzhu played with the black guy on the table, and asked curiously: "My lord, what is this? Why have I never seen it before?"

Song Huanhuan gulped down a glass of water, thinking that if you had seen it before, it would be really miraculous.

Snatching something from Qingzhu's hand, Song Huanhuan said: "Qingzhu, you should be wronged for a few days, and take care of him here. It will be fine when he wakes up."

Qingzhu glanced at the things in Song Huanhuan's hands with regret, and nodded: "I see."

Song Huanhuan yawned: "Then I'll go first, I've walked too much today and I'm exhausted, remember to call me when he wakes up." After speaking, he walked away crookedly.

Qingzhu pursed her mouth, young master is so lazy!

The man fell into a coma for a whole day and night, until Song Huanhuan almost thought that this man had become a vegetable, he finally woke up.

Song Huanhuan jumped forward, and his mind that hadn't wandered for a long time began to fantasize - the time and space guest who came from afar opened his eyes, looked at him in a daze, then widened his eyes, looked at everything around him in amazement, and then , Slowly spit out a few words: Who are you?where is this

Song Huanhuan said that it was so refreshing to see others bewildered and panicked!

"you……"

Song Huanhuan blinked, talking, talking, talking, I can't wait~

"who are you?"

yahoo~

Finally, Song Huanhuan opened her mouth to answer, when the man continued, "Well...you're finally back..."

Song Huanhuan: "..." What did he hear just now?

"You saved me? Thank you."

Song Huanhuan pursed her mouth: "It's okay..."

This is not right!Obviously this is not the reaction!Song Huanhuan couldn't help but hum.

The man struggled to sit up, and said to Song Huanhuan: "I'm here again, where is this place? What year is it now?"

Although the problem is still there, Song Huanhuan has no sense of superiority at all. It's like reading a novel. The author tells you the development of the plot, but it changes when it is written later. Although the plot is still there, there is no such thing at all. Kind of a surprise...

No, that's not the point!

Song Huanhuan blinked and said in surprise, "What did you say your name was?"

The man was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Let's get together again, I..."

"Aw! Aw! You're all right?!" Song Huanhuan jumped up excitedly and continued, then wiped his face, and suddenly jumped out.

Zhong Qi looked puzzled, is there something wrong with his name?

Song Huanhuan went straight to Mr. Mu's room, kicked the door open, and pulled up Mr. Mu who was leaning on the bed and reading a book. Coss yelled at the leader of the church: "He's back, ouch—hurry up—"

Mr. Mu frowned, shook off Song Huanhuan's hand and said, "Why did you come in without knocking? How is it proper to yell like this?"

Song Huanhuan ignored the dissatisfaction in his words, and hurriedly said: "The person I picked up that day woke up, and he said his name was Chongqi...ah..."

Song Huanhuan, who was halfway through the sentence, was pinched by Mr. Mu's arm, and the pain suddenly made him unable to speak.

Mr. Mu's face was ugly: "What did you just say? You have to know that some things can't be said nonsense, I..."

Song Huanhuan was not happy anymore, she frowned and said, "Believe it or not, let go, it hurts like hell."

Mr. Mu let go of his hand and remained silent.

Song Huanhuan rubbed his arms and said, "I haven't seen the original Zhongqi, so I don't know if this is real. I just came to tell you, if you want to see it, go, if you don't, forget it."

Mr. Mu was silent. After a while, he got out of bed and went out.

Song Huanhuan blinked: "...you haven't put on your shoes yet..."

Murong Ang came in from outside the house, he rubbed his arms and said, "Don't be angry, Uncle Mu is just afraid."

Song Huanhuan nodded: "I understand. After all, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment..." After a pause, Song Huanhuan remembered, "Why don't you go and have a look? Aren't you and Mr. Zhong Qi on good terms?"

Murong Ang smiled and said, "I've already gone to see Uncle Qi."

Song Huanhuan: "..." Murong Ang's belly must be black!Blacker than a crow's feathers!

Now that Murong Ang was sure that the person was Chong Qi who had been missing for 15 years, Song Huanhuan decided to go to the theater, maybe he could take the opportunity to see Mr. Mu's jokes.

Thinking of this, Song Huanhuan dragged Murong Ang back and rushed back, but before he knocked on the door, he heard suppressed crying from inside the room.

Song Huanhuan's knocking hand just stopped, Murong Ang said: "Go back."

Song Huanhuan nodded sullenly, and suddenly felt a little sour in her heart. After 15 years of separation, they can still meet again. What a fate it must be...

Song Huanhuan dragged Murong Ang to wait for Yao Wang in the yard, and when Yao Wang entered the door, he told him the news and kindly pointed out the direction.

Yao Wang was so excited that he threw the medicine basket and flew over.

"Ah..." Song Huanhuan was crushed by the medicine basket, his face was buried in the mud, his limbs twitched in all kinds of depression, he was always the one who got hurt!

Murong Ang pulled Song Huanhuan up with a smile, wiped his face with his sleeves, and said very solemnly, "Thank you for Uncle Qi."

Song Huanhuan was taken aback: "Ah...?"

"If you hadn't insisted on me, I wouldn't have rescued Uncle Qi, and I would have really missed it, so I don't know how long Uncle Mu will have to wait to meet..."

Song Huanhuan rubbed his nose: "I value Mr. Qi's powerful appearance, even if I don't insist, he will definitely find you."

"No," Murong Ang shook his head, "You don't understand."

Song Huanhuan was at a loss, what did he not understand?

Murong Ang didn't say anything, and took Song Huanhuan's hand into the room: "I asked Huang Ying to steam crab roe buns for you, go and eat some."

As soon as Song Huanhuan's eyes lit up, she stopped worrying about other issues.

When Mr. Mu and the others showed up again, Song Huanhuan was already planning to go to bed. He had been busy in a mess these past few days and was very tired.

Murong Ang dragged out Song Huanhuan who had been buried under the quilt, Huang Ying handed over a wet handkerchief that was soaked in water, and Murong Ang directly stuck it on Song Huanhuan's face.

Song Huanhuan was terrified from the cold, and instantly woke up.

"...Is there something...?"

Chong Qi had changed his clothes a long time ago, wearing white clothes, although the short hair looked a bit nondescript, but he still looked like a tall man when he waved his hands.

Song Huanhuan couldn't help but feel that the inner cows were all from time travel, and he also took advantage of the original shell, why is the gap still so big?People are more than people, so mad!

Chong Qi stood in front of Song Huanhuan, and bowed: "Thank you for saving my life, young master. In the future, if you need to focus on a certain place, just say it, and I will definitely not refuse."

Song Huanhuan was startled, and hurriedly jumped away: "Mr. Zhongqi, please don't be like this. This is really frustrating to me. You are the apprentice of Senior Yaowang, and you have a close relationship with Mr. Mu. It is right to save you. Besides, I I really didn't do anything..." Murong Ang sent someone to carry him back.

Zhong Qi straightened up, raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "No matter what, I still want to thank you."

Song Huanhuan blinked, looked at Chongqi fixedly, and suddenly stopped talking.

Zhong Qi was a little puzzled: "What? Is there something wrong with me?"

Song Huanhuan groaned: "I remember now, you are that handsome medical fairy in white clothes!"

The three of Murong Ang were all at a loss, only Chong Qi, after being stunned for a moment, nodded with a smile: "That's right, I didn't expect someone to remember it."

Song Huanhuan's eyes were full of love: "That's my favorite character, you are my idol~"

Zhong Qi said with a smile: "I heard that the national football team rushed out of the country, do you know?"

Song Huanhuan waved his hand and said, "It must be a fake. It's better to believe that than Brother Xinxian..." Song Huanhuan came to his senses as soon as he finished speaking: "Are you trying to test me?"

Chong Qi patted him on the shoulder: "Yes, but you have passed the test of the organization now, I believe in you."

Song Huanhuan black line.

The three of Murong Ang only felt that the current atmosphere was very strange. Why were they rejected so easily?Also, when did a medical fairy come out in the Jianghu?

The author has something to say: There are only two time-travelers in this article, one soul wearer and the other full wearer, there is no one else! ! !

I'm so sleepy, I'm going to sleep more

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The reason why Song Huanhuan knew Chongqi was because of a movie that was neither too early nor too late.

At that time, Song Huanhuan was only in his teens. With some money from his parents, he rushed to the cinema to buy a ticket and watched his first movie in his life.

The story of that movie seems very simple now. An upright hero was framed and seriously injured. He was rescued by the famous medical fairy boy in the world, and then regained his strength under the comfort of the medical fairy boy. , avenged him, and ended up wandering the rivers and lakes with the Immortal Doctor...

At that time, Song Huanhuan's blood was boiling with enthusiasm. He was not fascinated by the hero, but was fascinated by the medical fairy boy who scooped up the bamboo flute and fluttered in white clothes, exuding a gentle aura and always smiling. Gen Zhulu became addicted to being a flute, and of course he was laughed at by his own mother after seeing it, which is negligible.

It's a pity that the actor who played the doctor fairy has never appeared since then, and Song Huanhuan was still heartbroken.

Thinking about it now, maybe Chongqi had passed through at that time, and now that he could meet a real person, Song Huanhuan was immediately overwhelmed with excitement and didn't know what to do.

As the saying goes, fellow villagers tear up when they see fellow villagers, let alone meeting fellow villagers in a different world. Song Huanhuan and Zhong Qi held hands and began to blah blah blah. At the end, the three who were listening were dizzy and dizzy, and Yao Wang couldn't stand it and retreated early , the remaining two also gave up after persisting for a while, and Mr. Mu directly pulled Chong Qi's hand to separate them.

Zhong Qi was dissatisfied and said, "What are you doing?"

Mr. Mu smiled helplessly: "It's already night now, you always have to rest."

Zhong Qi blinked: "I'm not sleepy."

Just as Song Huanhuan wanted to say that he wasn't sleepy, Murong Ang covered his mouth, and the latter said with a smile: "Uncle Qi, it's already late, if there is something else, we can talk about it tomorrow."

Chong Qi frowned, but was finally dragged away by Mr. Mu.

Song Huanhuan bid farewell to Chong Qi with tears in his eyes, and after closing the door, he gave Murong Ang a vicious look, and said with great dissatisfaction: "I'm not sleepy." The underlying meaning is obvious, you drove my idol away, I despise you!

Murong Ang narrowed his eyes: "Really not sleepy?"

Song Huanhuan rolled his eyes: "Of course." He was very excited now, and wanted to go out for a walk in excitement, and he had better howl a few times.

Murong Ang said slowly while untying his belt, "It's just right, I'm not very sleepy either."

Song Huanhuan asked vigilantly, "What do you mean?"

Murong Ang slowly showed a very hateful smile in Song Huanhuan's eyes, and said, "Since we are not sleepy, it happens to be something we can do comfortably."

Song Huanhuan understood Murong Ang's meaning in an instant, turned around and rushed towards the door three steps away, Murong Ang's expression was terrifying, Song Huanhuan felt that if he was caught, it would be more than just a small problem.

As a matter of course, Song Huanhuan was caught by Murong Ang, and then was thrown onto the bed very carefully, seemingly mercilessly.

"Wait..." Song Huanhuan supported Murong Ang's pressed body and continued to resist fearlessly.

Everyone was already on the bed, so Murong Ang naturally wouldn't wait any longer, grabbed Song Huanhuan's hand and pressed it on top of her head, and she kissed her.

"Well……"

Even though Song Huanhuan was very reluctant - well, actually not very reluctant - he was still eaten up by the beast Murong Ang.

"Stop coming...you're going to die..." After being pressed for an hour, Song Huanhuan protested with a sobbing sound.

Murong Ang raised his body slightly, licked the corner of his mouth and said: "It's still early, let's continue." After speaking, he pressed down again.

Song Huanhuan rolled her eyes, and was led into the abyss of desire by Murong Ang again.

The next day, Murong Ang, who was satisfied with his meal, got up to deal with the affairs of the middle school, and called Huang Ying to wait by him, and called Song Huanhuan again when he woke up.

Not long after Murong Ang left, Zhong Qi strolled over.

Huang Ying didn't recognize Chongqi, and she didn't know about the relationship between him and Mr. Mu. She just knew that everyone, including the leader, had a good relationship with the person picked up by Song Huanhuan, so she respected him more. and fear.

Seeing Huang Ying, Zhong Qi smiled and said, "You have been serving the leader all along?"

Huang Ying nodded: "Yes."

Chong Qi said again: "That kid was a thorn in the side when he was young, he was difficult to serve, you must have suffered a lot of grievances."

Huang Ying was taken aback by Chong Qi's words, thinking that this person would say that about the leader, he must be a very powerful elder, so she said more respectfully: "Seventh Young Master is very good."

Zhong Qi shook his head, did not continue this topic, lifted the curtain of the bed and looked inside: "Why is this kid still sleeping? The sun is too big."

Huang Ying pursed her lips and said, "Seventh Young Master had a hard time last night, Ming Huan should sleep for a while."

Zhong Qi laughed unkindly, "Go and prepare food for writing, I'll wake him up right away."

Huang Ying thought for a while, then hung up the bed curtain, and then went out to prepare food.

Song Huanhuan was sleeping happily with the quilt in his arms, his two arms with bruises were exposed, and he smacked his lips in unison, that kid really knows how to make trouble.

Perhaps the sun was dazzling, Song Huanhuan turned over and buried her face in the quilt, revealing her white back, dotted with a few small red dots.

Chong Qi felt a little embarrassed now, so he pulled the quilt to cover Song Huanhuan, and then said: "Get up, get up, the sun is shining on your ass."

Song Huanhuan turned over, revealing half of her white buttocks.

Zhong Qi: "..."

Pulling off the quilt and covering Song Huanhuan again, Chong Qi pinched Song Huanhuan's ears and said, "Get up for me, brat, be careful I'll take a photo of you!"

Song Huanhuan was overwhelmed by the disturbance, and barely opened his eyes.

"Uncle Qi, what are you doing?" Song Huanhuan didn't want to call Chong Qi that way at first, but Chong Qi insisted on this name, and finally Song Huanhuan had to compromise.

Zhong Qi said angrily, "Why are you still sleeping so late? Get up quickly." As he spoke, he threw Huang Ying's clothes aside on Song Huanhuan.

Song Huanhuan propped himself up and got up, yawning as he put on his clothes: "I went to bed very late last night, so sleepy..."

Chong Qi said: "I know you sleep late so you want to sleep in, but no matter how sleepy you are, you still have to eat breakfast, otherwise your body won't be able to bear it."

Song Huanhuan pursed her lips, well, doctors pay attention to health preservation.

"By the way, Uncle Qi, I have a question."

"Just ask."

Song Huanhuan straightened her hair and said, "I heard from Senior Yao Wang that you are very skilled in medicine, but aren't you an actor? How do you know that?"

Zhong Qi saw that Song Huanhuan was clumsy and still hadn't finished it for a long time, so he went over to help him, "Everyone in my family studied medicine, and I also studied medicine when I was in college. Acting is just a hobby."

Song Huanhuan admired him even more after hearing this, "Uncle Qi, you are really amazing~"

Zhong Qi smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "It's done."

Song Huanhuan rubbed her head: "Thank you."

Huang Ying brought breakfast, and Song Huanhuan ate something to fill his stomach. After Huang Ying finished clearing the table, he took Chong Qi and started chatting.

The topic started with Song Huanhuan's time travel. He told Chongqi almost verbatim about what he had experienced during this period, and by the way expressed his thoughts on Mr. Mu's opening of a small restaurant.

Zhong Qi twitched the corners of his mouth: "You said he went to open a small restaurant?"

Song Huanhuan nodded: "Mr. Mu didn't tell you?"

Chong Qi crushed the teacup in hand, Song Huanhuan swallowed, he seemed to have done something bad... Also, why is a modern person so good at kung fu? !

Seeing Song Huanhuan's frightened look, Zhong Qi restrained his hideous expression and said, "Sorry, I scared you."

Song Huanhuan hesitated to speak, Zhong Qi shook his head: "I know what kind of person he is, so I won't do anything to him."

Song Huanhuan was speechless looking at the crushed cup, what would she really do to Mr. Mu?

After talking about his own affairs, Song Huanhuan asked Zhong Qi about his fall off the cliff.

Zhong Qi said indifferently: "I thought I was going to die at the beginning, but I didn't expect to wear it back directly, but it is more than ten years later."

"and then?"

"You also know that I was poisoned at the beginning, and I have been recuperating in the hospital since I was rescued. Although modern technology is very advanced, it still took three years to get rid of the poison. I also spent a year. Just left the hospital a while ago."

Song Huanhuan blinked, "Those years must have been difficult..."

Zhong Qi smiled wryly and nodded: "I went back suddenly at that time, but I was still thinking about the things here, and I was worried that Master and the others would be sad..." After a pause, he said: "After I got out of the hospital, I really thought I will never come back again, so I will go on a trip alone, maybe there will be adventures..."

Song Huanhuan listened silently, and Chongqi's eyes slowly turned red: "I always feel that everything is fake now, how can a person be so lucky...to be able to come back and see them again...heh..."

Song Huanhuan felt sore in her heart, ten years of time was indeed exhausting.

"It's only been four years over there, and 15 years have passed here..." Zhong Qi looked at the ring on his finger, which the man forced him to wear last night, "Four years have been hard , I don’t know how he survived the past ten years..."

Song Huanhuan whispered: "That...Mr. Mu, didn't he tell you?"

Zhong Qi was taken aback: "What?"

"I'm not very clear about the specifics, but Mr. Mu seems to be seriously injured and has been fighting poison with fire..." Song Huanhuan broke the news again.

"What?" Zhong Qi stood up abruptly, "What you said is true?"

Song Huanhuan nodded, and in the next second, Chongqi kicked open the door and went out.

Song Huanhuan blinked, "My room door is unlucky again..." I hope Mr. Mu won't be angry when he knows it was he who told the story...

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As for what happened to Zhongqi and Mr. Mu later, Song Huanhuan didn't know, but he saw a pair of familiar panda eyes on Mr. Mu's face for a few days, and it seemed that the relationship between the two was not peaceful.

Song Huanhuan rubbed his nose, looking at the sky with a guilty conscience.

Murong Ang's plan went smoothly. Qiufeng Mountain Villa was besieged by a group of people from the rivers and lakes, and later they rushed in under the leadership of a certain headman. Unfortunately, the people in charge of the villa had already escaped, leaving only a few servants.However, although the person in charge was not caught, they found a dark room and found letters between Qiufeng Villa and the court in it, and now Qiufeng Villa's imperial identity was confirmed.

Song Huanhuan originally thought that there would be a big storm, but he didn't expect that there would be thunder and rain, and after the siege of Qiufeng Villa was fruitless, the group of Jianghu people dispersed.

This may be the most ridiculous martial arts conference in the history of martial arts.

Song Huanhuan frowned: "Is this the end?"

Zhong Qi smiled and said, "Otherwise, what else do you think will happen?"

Song Huanhuan shook her head honestly: "I don't know, but something will happen anyway..."

Chong Qi played with his teacup and said: "No matter how powerful this martial arts forest is, it will not overpower the officials. No matter how powerful these gangsters are, they cannot fight against the powerful army of the officials."

"I understand," Song Huanhuan lay on the table, "it's just that I'm very uneasy, and I always feel that things won't end so easily."

Zhong Qi didn't respond, just put down the teacup and made a "click".

At this time, the two of them were sitting in the yard bored, and there was no one else except Huang Ying who passed by occasionally.

"Uncle Qi..."

"Ok?"

Song Huanhuan sighed: "You said that even Qingzhu and Xiaobai are so busy, why are we so idle? It makes us feel like we're eating nothing..."

Zhong Qi glanced at him lazily, and snorted, "Don't make me sound like you are idle, I do work seriously."

Song Huanhuan expressed doubts about this.

Chong Qi said: "I use this place to do things," pointing to his own head, and then nodded Song Huanhuan's head: "You don't use it here, so you can't blame others."

I bother--

Song Huanhuan was hit, but he firmly refused to admit that he was stupid.

"Speaking of which, since the martial arts conference is over, why don't we go back?"

Zhong Qi said: "The martial arts conference is over, but it doesn't mean that the crisis of Tian Chongjiao is over. Use your brain to think about it, there are still many things to come after this."

Song Huanhuan blinked, propped up her chin and began to think.

Chong Qi didn't bother him either, but a quarter of an hour passed, Song Huanhuan didn't speak, half an hour was about to pass, Song Huanhuan still didn't move.

Zhong Qi squinted his eyes and stretched out his hand to poke. Song Huanhuan tilted his arm and lay down on the table.

"(~﹃~)~zz..."

Zhong Qi: "..."

Zhong Qi hated iron and steel, and slapped Song Huanhuan's forehead heavily with his fingers, and the latter jumped up screaming with his head in his arms.

"Uncle Qi, what are you doing?" It hurts so much QAQ

Zhong Qi said unhappily: "I want you to think, not to let you sleep."

Song Huanhuan rubbed her nose in embarrassment and sat down, and said in a low voice, "I went to bed late last night and woke up early today, so I'm a little sleepy..."

Re-aligning their foreheads, this Murong Ang and Song Huanhuan are also a good match, one likes to toss people, the other is willing to be tossed, what is this called?What lid goes with what pot?

After such a commotion, Song Huanhuan also woke up, and called Huang Ying to pour a pot of hot tea, and the two started talking again.

"Mr. Mu, why did they go?"

Chong Qi said: "He took people to catch that pulsatilla, that old boy is so cunning, he ran away long ago when he heard something wrong."

Song Huanhuan blinked: "What did you mean earlier that we still have to settle the matter on the official side?"

"You still have to use your brain," Zhong Qi said slowly: "The matter this time is obviously that the government is going to destroy Tian Chongjiao, so for the better life in the future, it's better to solve everything this time."

Song Huanhuan was puzzled: "But why? Although Tian Chongjiao is related to the imperial court, it is still a sect in the Jianghu. Is it necessary to kill it all like this?"

Zhong Qi was puzzled: "Why, Xiao Ang didn't mention it to you?"

Song Huanhuan shook her head, "No." Also, Xiao Ang?What a childish name it is~

"Since he didn't say it, it's hard for me to tell you. You should ask him yourself." Zhong Qi put down his glass, got up and brushed his sleeves: "I'm going to see Master and the others, do you want to come together?"

Song Huanhuan shook her head hastily: "I'm not going. Senior Yao Wang will definitely teach me a lesson when he sees me, so I won't scold me."

Zhong Qi laughed and didn't force him, anyway, there were people watching around the yard, so nothing would happen to him.

It's just that under normal circumstances, the safer the place, the less safe it is.

When Zhong Qi was helping Yao Wang explain the medicinal herbs to Qingzhu and the little assassin, he suddenly heard Song Huanhuan's exclamation from the yard.

Zhong Qi shook his hand, and all the herbs in his hand fell to the ground.

Qingzhu was stunned: "It's the voice of the young master..." After saying that, he ran outside.

The few people who stayed in the yard rushed out, but only saw Huang Ying being slapped flying and hitting the wall, and then a white shadow flashed and disappeared.

Yao Wang followed closely and flew out, Zhong Qi wanted to follow, but firstly, he was not good enough, and he might not find anyone after chasing him, secondly, the people in the yard needed to be looked after.

Qing Zhu and the little assassin hurried over, Huang Ying spat out blood, only had time to say the word "white" before she passed out completely.

Chongqi asked Qingzhu to carry Huang Ying into the house, and he followed in.

After checking the pulse, Chong Qi heaved a sigh of relief, and Huang Ying just suffered some internal injuries, not the root cause, so he fed her a medicine for internal injuries, and then prescribed a prescription for Qingzhu to brew the medicine.

After everything was done, Yao Wang came back.

"Master..."

Yao Wang stroked his beard and said coldly, "It's a Pulsatilla."

Zhong Qi frowned: "Pulsatilla doesn't know Ming Huan, why did he catch him?"

Yao Wang shook his head: "I don't know about this, and I haven't caught up with him. After so many years, I didn't expect his martial arts to improve a lot."

"Then what should we do now? Ming Huan doesn't know kung fu and his health is poor. If he is arrested and tortured, he may not last long..." Zhong Qi was very worried, "If Xiao Ang comes back and finds out about this, I'm afraid I'm going crazy..."

The most important point is, what should we do if the pulsatilla paw Minghuan threatens them?

Zhongqi knew Murong Ang well, knew that he would not give up Tian Chongjiao for the sake of personal feelings, but also knew that once he fell in love with him, he would never change his life. If something happened to Ming Huan, who knows what he would do Things come... no matter which aspect, Zhongqi is not willing to see.

Yao Wang said: "I have sent people to contact them, and they will be back soon, everything needs to be discussed in the long run."

Zhong Qi nodded helplessly, that was the only way to go.

Let's talk about Song Huanhuan's side, he was blindfolded by the pulsatilla and fell on his shoulders. He didn't know how long he finally stopped, and then he was thrown to the ground.

The ground was uneven, Song Huanhuan was crushed to the waist, and his face turned pale from the pain.

The acupoints were untied, and Song Huanhuan tore off the black cloth over his eyes. It took him a long time to see clearly the person standing not far away and the environment he was in now.

It looked like a dungeon here, with several torches stuck on the wall, illuminating the surroundings in darkness.

"You...cough cough...why did you arrest me?" Song Huanhuan asked even though she knew she couldn't get an answer.

The white-headed man Jie Jie laughed strangely: "You little baby is a bit courageous, as for why I arrested you, it's because you know too much Jie Jie Jie Jie..."

Song Huanhuan was expressionless, this sentence sounded familiar...

The author has something to say: It seems that Uncle Qi is a bit stealing the spotlight...

The people in the wood outline want to write whatever they want... I hope they don't go to outer space to look at the sky

It’s cooling down, girls, remember to cover them with thick quilts, dishonestly put the quilt on the extra bed, if you really can’t hold it down, find someone to put it on for you XDD

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Song Huanhuan blinked. After hearing this sentence last time, he seemed to have changed from a young man waiting to have a chrysanthemum to a young man waiting to open a chrysanthemum, and he was fed poison.

Although the ending was good at the end, the process was very difficult.

Hearing this again now, Song Huanhuan said that he was going to walk away on the hard road again.

Song Huanhuan sighed: "Well, what did I accidentally know?"

In fact, this matter is a bit ridiculous to talk about. That day when Song Huanhuan and the five of them were chatting together about "Sunflower Treasure", Pulsatilla happened to nest in the corner to eavesdrop, cough, and inquire about the news.

This pulsatilla did become a eunuch as Song Huanhuan thought, but the reason why he became a eunuch was because he found a secret book in the palace, which was written by a former eunuch. Duan Haw, by the way, was recruited by the emperor and became a serious eunuch.

But after he practiced it, he found that the cheat book was incomplete. He thought it was hidden by the emperor to threaten him, but he couldn't find it after searching for a long time. Finally, he learned that the second half of the cheat book was burned by the eunuch.

Pulsatilla was dumbfounded now, he had already practiced half of his kung fu, and his chirp was also broken, and he suddenly said that he couldn't continue practicing, wouldn't this kill him!

The red-eyed Pulsatilla began to cast his net everywhere, maybe he could find someone who knew the secret book.

It's just that after searching for so many years, there is no news at all. Pulsatilla was tortured by this half of the cheats, and he almost didn't look like a human being, although he was ashamed to be a human being.

Just when he was about to give up, he heard the news that there is actually a cheat book in the world that can only be cut and practiced. Isn't this written for him?

Pulsatilla's mind became active like this, so Song Huanhuan was tied up like this.

Song Huanhuan was dumbfounded when he heard that, so it was his cheap talk that caused the trouble again?

The full-faced Song Huanhuan wished he could slap his own mouth until he was confused. If you make your mouth dirty and talk nonsense, you deserve to be arrested!

Pulsatilla squatted beside Song Huanhuan, and said with a sinister smile, "If you want to live well, tell me the "Sunflower Treasure" honestly, otherwise, hehe..."

Song Huanhuan turned her head: "Don't get so close to me, the garlic smell in my mouth is suffocating me."

Pulsatilla: "..."

Song Huanhuan looked at his gloomy expression and only then realized that he was being mean again.

Low mouth is a disease, it must be cured!

Pulsatilla gritted his teeth and held back for a long time before he could not slap him to death. Song Huanhuan could even hear the sound of his teeth grinding.

Song Huanhuan shrank his body and said weakly: "Well, the "Sunflower Treasure" is my nonsense..." It can't be said that it was written by a big name in the world...