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Five years ago, a sect headed by six women suddenly appeared in the rivers and lakes. They called themselves Huamen Liuniang, and built a flower house to collect business information. It's just that the people in the rivers and lakes knew the existence of the flower house, but they didn't know the name of the flower house. Where is it built.

The appearance of this Liuniang of Huamen is strange, and her body skills are also different. I thought it was from the sect of an unborn expert, but now I think it may be a spy sent by the government.

Murong Ang and the others got the clue of Huamen, so they pointed the finger at Hualou, and they couldn't let go of Pulsatilla.

Song Huanhuan was grounded again, and the only area she could move about was this small room.

This room looked like a woman's, and it always smelled like powder. Song Huanhuan sneezed and wanted to open the window, but the window was nailed shut.

The dark-faced Song Huanhuan lost his temper in a depressed mood, and then was slapped unconscious by Hua Si without saying a word. When he woke up again, the smell in the room became much lighter, and it was finally bearable.

Song Huanhuan rubbed his sore neck and watched by the window for a long time, then thought in his heart, Hua Si's behavior was very strange, the doors and windows were closed tightly here, and even if he opened the window, he would be knocked unconscious, which meant that Hua Si and the others were afraid of him Showing up and being spotted - there's no supposed concealment here either.

Song Huanhuan rubbed his chin, and began to analyze while dangling. The place he was staying in was a brothel, and it was noisy outside at night. He should be able to hear the outside noise here, but he didn't hear it at all. There can only be one Maybe, the room was soundproofed by them.

A soundproof and solid room that is not secluded but built?

Song Huanhuan sighed, it was a bit difficult to escape...

When Song Huanhuan was feeling depressed, Hualiu came in.

When Song Huanhuan saw her, he was like a mouse seeing a cat. He picked up the stool by his feet with one hand, and warned with wide eyes, "Why are you here?"

Hua Liu covered her mouth and smiled coquettishly: "I didn't expect you to be so enthusiastic, my lord, I'm going to be shy..."

Make your sister ashamed!No, Hualiu has no younger sister...

Song Huanhuan snorted and said, "If you have something to do, just say it's all right and get out, the young master still needs to rest."

Hua Liu winked at him, and said: "Young master wants to rest, so I will let the slave family serve you, huh?" As he said that, he walked over directly.

If you can't bear it, you don't need to bear it anymore. Song Huanhuan threw the stool on his hips and said, "You still recommend yourself as a pillow? Pull it down, you want breasts, butts, butts. Although this face looks good, it's all white when you touch it, and it's all white when you smile. Why do you still have the nerve to come out and hang around?"

The smile on Hua Si's face couldn't be maintained any longer, she covered her mouth with a veil, and stared at Song Huanhuan with her two exposed eyes, full of displeasure.

Song Huanhuan shuddered when she saw her, but her mouth was still unforgiving: "There is a good saying, it's not your fault that you look ugly, and it's not your fault that you can't hide it with makeup, but it's not your fault that you look ugly. It’s your fault if you don’t have self-knowledge to scare people.”

A woman, especially a beautiful woman who is always surrounded by men, is most jealous of others saying that she is not good-looking.At times like this, ordinary women just get angry and ignore him, but Hualiu is not an ordinary woman, so naturally she would not act like an ordinary woman.

Song Huanhuan saw Hualiu's expression getting more and more vicious, and couldn't help feeling a little regretful, this woman knows martial arts, what if she was so angry that she lost her mind and wanted to kill him?

Song Huanhuan hurriedly said: "Hey, hey, wake up, I was invited by your Master Bai, if something happens to me, you will have no good fruit to eat."

Hua Liu snorted coldly: "There's nothing to be afraid of a eunuch who doesn't even count as a man."

Song Huanhuan's eyes lit up, and just as he was about to speak, Hua Si pushed the door open and entered.

Hua Liu was stunned: "Fourth Sister..."

Huasi expressionlessly raised his hand and slapped Hualiu's face, and Hualiu's face immediately swelled up.

"Get out."

Hualiu covered her face with tears in her eyes, and finally ran out with her foot covering her face.

Song Huanhuan swallowed, rubbed her nose and said with a dry smile, "You're here..." After saying that, she wanted to slap herself in the face. What's the matter with this greeting?

Hua Si said: "Hua Liu will not come here again."

Song Huanhuan nodded, a little disappointed. Hearing the meaning of Hua Liuhua just now, the relationship between them and Pulsatilla was not as harmonious as it seemed. He wanted to make some remarks, but he was interrupted unexpectedly.Hua Si is a cautious and reticent person, and it may be impossible to know anything from her.

Hua Si looked at Song Huanhuan and said calmly: "Master Bai sent a letter, ordering you to write down the contents of the secret book now."

Song Huanhuan was taken aback: "Why?" Why are you in such a hurry all of a sudden?

Hua Si said: "You don't need to know the reason, just write it as soon as possible." Then, he took a pen and paper and put it on the table, and then started grinding.

Song Huanhuan's brain was in a hurry. Pulsatilla was so anxious now that he might be forced by Murong Ang and the others. He was afraid that there would be changes in the future and time would be too late... Does this also mean that Murong Ang and the others are coming to rescue him soon?

Song Huanhuan smirked after thinking about it, Hua Si glanced at him and said, "Let's start."

This matter couldn't be pushed away, so Song Huanhuan sat down obediently, picked up a brush and began to show her dog crawling characters...

Song Huanhuan chanted while writing: "The heaven and the earth can be reversed, and there is also a way for men and women to transform into each other... The way to practice qi today is not stored outside... If you don't come from the palace, you will be born with heat..."

Hua Si suddenly said: "Shut up."

Song Huanhuan blinked and said innocently: "Why shut up? If I don't read it, I won't remember anything, and if I don't remember it, I won't be able to write. Anyway, this martial art can only be practiced by eunuchs. It doesn't matter if you listen to it."

Hua Si knew in his heart that if Pulsatilla knew that she had heard about it, he would definitely kill her, but if he left now, he wondered if he would write honestly...

Just when Song Huanhuan wanted to be proud, Hua Si's Ya point was suddenly pressed, and she opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

Hua Si said: "When you finish writing, I will release the acupoints for you."

Song Huanhuan gave her middle finger in her heart, cunning woman!

Song Huanhuan didn't know how to use a brush in the first place, and couldn't write small characters at all. Coupled with the resentment in her heart, the last four or five characters that she wrote took up a piece of paper. After a while, the stack of paper was used up.

Song Huanhuan threw away the brush, pointed at Hua's throat four times, and the latter raised his hand to relieve his acupuncture point.

Clearing her throat, Song Huanhuan said: "Today's done, I'll talk about the rest tomorrow. I'm hungry and I want to eat." As he spoke, he lay down on the table and did not move.

Hua Si twitched the corners of her mouth, even though she was dissatisfied, she still went out to prepare things.

Song Huanhuan secretly clenched his fists and cheered, so what if the acupoints are tapped?The young master can still deal with you. A new and new human being is afraid that he can't beat you, an old antique? !

In the face of absolute power, all cleverness is useless.

Song Huanhuan, who had eaten a bunch of snacks, became honest when he put four swords around his neck, and sat obediently at the table but wrote big characters.

They are all bad guys, bad guys!Song Huanhuan is an inner cow.

There is no clue from Huasi's side, so we can only start from Hualiu's side.

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Song Huanhuan had a good plan in his heart, but since that day, Hualiu has never appeared again. What's even more hateful is that he can't ask why Hualiu didn't appear. After all, he and Hualiu are very wrong. This miscalculation made Song Huanhuan a little depressed.

Hua Si became more and more strict, and acted with a little anxiety, which made Song Huanhuan curious, could something have happened?

Song Huanhuan's intuition was quite accurate, Hua Si and the others had indeed encountered something.

Three days had already passed, and what Pulsatilla said at the beginning to come to them after three days could not be fulfilled. In addition, Murong Ang and the others pursued him more and more closely, and things developed in a direction that they did not expect at all.

On the seventh day of Song Huanhuan's stay in the brothel, Hua Liu, whom he hadn't seen for a few days, kicked open the door and appeared angrily. As soon as he entered the door, he kicked Song Huanhuan, who was lying on the table writing big characters, three steps away.

"Puff...cough..." Hualiu's kick didn't spare any strength, Song Huanhuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, half propped himself up, and said with a helpless wry smile: "Cough cough, did I offend you? Such a ruthless hand... ..."

Hua Liu didn't tease her earlier, her brows stood upright: "It's all your fault, you evil spirit, if it wasn't for you, why would my second sister die?" As she spoke, her eyes turned red.

Song Huanhuan sighed: "Miss Hualiu, what you said is wrong. Now that I am in your hands, how can I harm others?"

"Don't argue, if it wasn't for you, how could Tian Chongjiao have found us?"

Song Huanhuan was overjoyed, but he frowned dissatisfiedly and said: "I was arrested by you, if you want to blame it, you must blame the Pulsatilla. Don't arrange the crimes indiscriminately, I can't afford it for a small person." Could it be that Murong Ang Are they coming?

Hualiu naturally knew that what Song Huanhuan said was right, but as long as she thought of the second sister who loved her the most, she lost her life because of this useless person in front of her, she couldn't help but get angry.

Song Huanhuan didn't seem to see Hualiu's face, and continued: "Besides, since you have done this job, you must have been prepared to die long ago. Since you are working for your master, why blame me when you die? ?”

"You...you shut up..." Hua Liu was furious in his heart, and slapped him in the air. The unsuspecting Song Huanhuan tilted his head, spat out blood again, and his face immediately swelled up.

"Ahem..." Song Huanhuan's body was in severe pain, and her chest was also tight. She felt that she was going to lose all strength in her body.

Hualiu suddenly came over and lifted him up, and said bitterly: "Tianchongjiao killed my second sister, then I will kill you. I heard that you are the pamper of the leader of Tianchongjiao, and you are very popular with him. Then I will let you die in front of him, and make him miserable."

The bitterness in Song Huanhuan's heart obviously has nothing to do with him, so why did Mao choose to use him for surgery?Fourth Sister Hua, help——

Hua Liu glanced at him and said with a sneer, "My fourth sister is not here now, so you should give up."

Song Huanhuan's heart skipped a beat. When Hua Liukick opened the door earlier, he didn't close the door, but he didn't hear any movement outside, which means that there is most likely no one outside now.Hua Liu is very restless now, and Hua Si is not around, as long as Hua Liu gets him out of here, the possibility of him escaping is very high.

Thinking of this, Song Huanhuan pretended to be weak - even though he didn't have to pretend to be weak - and let Hua Liu drag him out.

The brothel was very quiet, except for the breathing and walking of the two of them, there was no other sound.

"Ahem..." Song Huanhuan couldn't help coughing, covered her mouth, and swallowed back the blood that was about to spurt out.

Hua Liu looked at him with contempt: "Useless things."

Song Huanhuan pretended not to hear it, and being scolded would not lose a piece of meat anyway.

There was a carriage at the back door of the brothel, and the driver was a middle-aged man whom he had never seen before. After seeing the two of them, he took Song Huanhuan from Hua Liu's hand and threw him directly into the carriage.

Song Huanhuan knew that Hualiu was not unprepared when she saw the middle-aged man, and it seemed that this woman had deep thoughts...

"Go to Qiufeng Mountain Villa." Hua Liu threw a word and got into the carriage.

Song Huanhuan's head was thrown against the wall of the car by that person, and she didn't even need to touch it to know that she had a big bump. Her already a little unconscious mind became more and more dizzy.

After struggling to get up and leaning aside, Song Huanhuan looked at Hualiu who followed and smiled wryly, "I said Hualiu, since you want to kill me, there's no need to torture me like this..."

Hua Liu sneered: "I'm going to torture you, I'm going to torture you in front of everyone in Tianchong Sect, and then kill you."

Song Huanhuan was speechless: "I really didn't offend you..."

Hua Liu snorted and ignored him.

Song Huanhuan said softly: "If you want to blame it, you should also blame Pulsatilla, he threw me to you..." Although he knew it was useless, he still had to fight for himself.

"I don't need you to tell me. I'll go find him after I kill you. A disgusting old eunuch. If it wasn't for him, my second sister wouldn't have died!"

Song Huanhuan looked at Hua Liu's tightly gripped hands, and did not talk wisely, if he was slapped a few more times, he would not be sure that he would still wait for Murong Ang to rescue him.

After an unknown amount of time, Song Huanhuan felt that he was about to lose consciousness, so he closed his eyes as hard as he could, and asked, "Why do you want to go to Qiufeng Villa?"

Hualiu glanced at Song Huanhuan and said, "Anyway, you won't survive, so I'll tell you that there is a secret road leading to the back mountain in Qiufeng Villa, and there is a cliff in the back mountain. When I kill you, I will kill you." Throw it down and let you die without a place to bury you."

Song Huanhuan shuddered. Didn't he think that this woman would be so ruthless that she would die without a place to die?If Hualiu really succeeded, he would really die...

Hua Liu suddenly smiled at Song Huan and said, "Do you think my proposal just now is good?"

Song Huanhuan gritted her teeth and said a few words: "Sure enough, she is the most poisonous woman."

After hearing this, Hualiu laughed even happier.

Song Huanhuan's heart was blown cold, this woman couldn't be stimulated to go crazy, could she?Die at the hands of a crazy woman is really a fool!

The carriage was swaying, Song Huanhuan really couldn't hold on in the end, she didn't know when she passed out, but she was fed something in a daze, it was very bitter, Song Huanhuan just regained consciousness for a while and then disappeared again consciousness.

Song Huanhuan was woken up by the pain, not the kind of pain he was injured by Hualiu before, but the pain from the bottom of his heart, as if his heart was being pinched and played hard, the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe...

"Ah..." Song Huanhuan couldn't help rolling on the carriage, he was so familiar with this kind of pain.

Song Huanhuan was a little confused. It had been a long time since he invented the poison, and he thought it would never happen again, but he didn't expect that the poison would happen at this time... I can't really just explain it here, right?

When Hua Liu saw Song Huanhuan's actions, he thought he was pretending, but seeing the cold sweat on Song Huanhuan's face, he couldn't help frowning.

At this time, they have reached the dense forest.

Hua Liu was afraid that if Song Huanhuan really died like this, his plan would not be able to continue, so he stopped the carriage and let the middle-aged man come in to show Song Huanhuan.

The man examined Song Huanhuan carefully, and finally pondered for a while before saying, "He is poisoned."

"Poisoned?" Hua Liu frowned, "What's going on?"

The man said: "It is said in the world that there is a kind of poison in Tian Chongjiao. After being poisoned, it will attack once a month. You must take the antidote to survive."

Hua Liudao: "Hmph, Tian Chongjiao is nothing more than that."

"Miss Six, what should we do now?"

Hua Liu frowned: "We can't let him die now, can you do it?"

The man thought for a while and said: "I do have a kind of medicine here, taking this medicine can temporarily detoxify, but after seven days, the seven orifices will bleed to death."

Hua Liu didn't hesitate: "Give it to him, he won't live for a few days anyway."

"Yes." The man squeezed Song Huanhuan's chin and wanted to pour him medicine.

Song Huanhuan was still conscious, and naturally heard the conversation between the two. Even though she knew it was useless, she still wanted to avoid the man's hand.

Hualiu was furious, and directly broke Song Huanhuan's chin and threw the medicine in, then covered his mouth, Song Huanhuan had no way to avoid it, and the medicine went down his throat and entered his body.

"Ahem... vomit..." Song Huanhuan didn't know where the strength came from, she shook Hualiu's hand and scratched her mouth to spit out the medicine.

Hua Liu laughed loudly and said, "Don't waste your efforts, anyway, you don't have long to live hahahahaha..."

Song Huanhuan suddenly turned his head to look at Hualiu, his eyes were sharp, and he said sharply: "Hualiu, just wait for me, and I will definitely let you live or die."

Hua Liu's heart trembled, but he didn't care about it on his face: "You are the one who is going to die, not me." After speaking, he turned to the middle-aged man and said, "Let's go."

The carriage quickly wobbled onto the road.

For the rest of the journey, Song Huanhuan hugged her knees in the corner, staring at Hualiu with gloomy eyes, motionless.

Hua Liu felt chills when Song Huanhuan looked at her, and finally couldn't help it anymore, and said loudly: "Don't look at me, and then I gouged your eyes, if you want to blame, I will blame you for your bad luck, and Tian Chongjiao Get involved, remember to be reborn into a good family in your next life..."

Song Huanhuan tilted her head expressionlessly, and buried her face in her wrapped arms before Hua Liu could speak out again.

Hua Liu held his breath, he couldn't take it anymore, and finally got out of the carriage and went outside.

Song Huanhuan didn't care at all, the pain in his body had long since disappeared, but the pain in his heart was very painful.

Song Huanhuan had thought about poisoning the two of them to death before, but now he can't escape if they are poisoned to death. Let alone where Murong Ang and the others are, he has no strength at all right now, and he can't drive the carriage. If you don't know the way, if you accidentally run into someone from Pulsatilla, it will be an extravagant hope to find a chance to meet Murong Ang...

Song Huanhuan blinked, she was about to meet, and she would be fine soon...

The author has something to say: It's time to meet in the next chapter...

I am my own mother! ! !

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Qiufeng Villa had been abandoned a long time ago, Song Huanhuan couldn't help sighing when he looked at the burned Zhuangzi in front of him.

Hua Liu was not in the mood to make him sigh, and pushed him inside after getting off the carriage, but the middle-aged man driving the carriage was gone.

The secret path is in the rockery in the backyard, and this rockery is the only thing that has not been destroyed.

Song Huanhuan only saw Hua Liu press it somewhere, and a secret door appeared on the ground in front of him.

"Let's go."

The two were silent all the way. Seeing that Song Huanhuan was so abnormal, Hualiu was a little puzzled, so she asked, "Why didn't you ask me?"

Song Huanhuan said lazily: "What are you asking? What is there to ask? I know everything about you, I also know your purpose, and you poisoned me. We have nothing to say."

Hua Liu dissatisfied: "If I didn't poison you, do you think you can still stand here and talk? Don't be ignorant."

"Tch—" Song Huanhuan didn't even bother to look at her, "You want to kill me, but you want me to thank you, do you think I'm a fool?"

Hualiu stopped talking.

"Okay, since you want me to ask, then I'll ask you." The lengthy tunnel made Song Huanhuan a little tired, and it might be better to say more, "Then why did the carriage driver go?"

"Of course I went to find Murong Ang and the others. I said earlier that I want you to die in front of them. When we get there, they should be there too."

Song Huanhuan said calmly, "Really?"

Hualiu asked doubtfully, "Aren't you afraid of death?"

"Of course I'm afraid of death, no one is not afraid of death, but," Song Huanhuan suddenly turned his head and smiled at Hualiu: "I will definitely not die, do you believe it or not?"

Hua Liu naturally didn't believe it, she just thought that Song Huanhuan was talking nonsense now, and she was upset, so she took a few steps forward and ignored him.

The road in the dark seems endless. If Song Huanhuan was a little nervous at first, she is calm now.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, Hualiu finally stopped, put the torch in his hand on the shelf on the wall, turned it casually, a stone door slowly rose up, and the sunlight came in, Song Huanhuan couldn't help closing his eyes , I feel a lot warmer on my body.

Hua Liu pushed Song Huanhuan out, and then closed the stone door.

The place where they are now is a wide stone platform, the stone platform is not very big, it is empty, and there is a cliff not far away.

Hua Liu pulled Song Huanhuan to the edge of the cliff, and said with a smile, "This is it, what do you think?"

Song Huanhuan leaned against the only tree on the edge of the cliff, and said with a smile, "It's not bad."

"Laugh now, you won't be able to laugh soon." Hua Liu was very dissatisfied with Song Huanhuan's nonchalant attitude, and was a little worried in her heart, but she still put on a show of force.

Song Huanhuan simply closed her eyes and regained her energy.

Time passed by, and soon, a person who shouldn't come came.

Hua Liu pulled Song Huanhuan to stand on the edge of the cliff, put the sword on his neck, and looked at the person standing opposite with a blank expression.

Hua Si still had that expressionless expression, and said coldly, "Hua Liu, let him go."

Hua Liu stubbornly shook her head: "Impossible, Fourth Sister, don't you want to avenge Second Sister? If it wasn't for this person, how could Second Sister die?"

Hua Si frowned: "When you took over these things, you should have known that we are all going to die, so don't make trouble for no reason."

Hua Liu held back her tears, shook her head and said, "Fourth sister, you are a rational person, I am not, I just can't stand the loss of second sister, even if it takes my life, I will avenge second sister."

Hua Si knew that Hua Liu was out of reason now, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

Song Huanhuan lowered his hands and lowered his head, pretending that he didn't hear the conversation between the two of them, he was waiting, waiting for Murong Ang and the others to arrive.

Not long after, Murong Ang came, and he came by himself.

The moment Murong Ang appeared, Song Huanhuan raised his head violently, because of too much movement, his neck rubbed against the sword, drawing a bloodstain.

Murong Ang was terrified, tried to calm himself down, and looked at Song Huanhuan with a smile: "I'll pick you up."

Song Huan responded with a smile: "Yes."

Murong Ang is not as calm as he appears on the surface now, he has been looking for him for so long, and it took so long to meet him, especially now that he is still in such a situation, it is impossible not to worry in his heart.

The moment Hua Si saw Murong Ang, she knew that none of them would be able to leave. However, she didn't want to leave alive, and this should be over.

Hua Liu naturally wouldn't let the two of them stare at each other, and stopped caring about Hua Si, she said angrily, "Murong Ang, you're finally here."

Murong Ang looked at her expressionlessly, and said directly: "Your request."

"You killed my second sister, but I can't kill you. Don't you like this rabbit master? Then I will kill him to avenge my second sister!"

Song Huanhuan was dissatisfied: "You are the master of the rabbit!" Perhaps because of seeing Murong Ang, Song Huanhuan was not so nervous, so she talked more.

Hua Liu said angrily, "Shut up."

Song Huanhuan stuck out her tongue at Murong Ang and closed her mouth.

Seeing Song Huanhuan's appearance, Murong Ang said helplessly, "Don't be naughty."

Song Huanhuan trembled excitedly by these two words.

Hualiu's irritated hands trembled, and she drew a few more bloodstains on Song Huanhuan's neck, but the latter didn't seem to feel it, just stared at Murong Ang on the opposite side, as if he wanted to impress him deeply. same in mind.

Now that Murong Ang has come, Hua Liu will naturally not delay any longer, she pulls Song Huanhuan back a step, and stands on the edge of the cliff.

Murong Ang couldn't help but took a step forward, and was scolded by Hua Liu.

Hua Si suddenly said: "Master Bai, are you still not coming out?"

Murong Ang still had no expression on his face, but Hua Liu was taken aback, and then a white-haired pulsatilla came out from behind the stone not far away, his face was full of dissatisfaction.

Glaring at Hua Si fiercely, Pulsatilla looked at Hua Liu and said, "How dare you not listen to my lord? Do you want to live?"

Hua Liu's sword-holding hand trembled, but his face said disdainfully: "Hey, what's so proud of a dead eunuch? It's you who deserves to be damned, if it wasn't because of your selfishness that you tied this person to the heavens earlier Chongjiao, why did my second sister die?"

Pulsatilla's face changed, he hated people saying he was a eunuch the most, this Hua Liu completely disrupted his plan and had to die.

Hua Si took a step back and stood behind Pulsatilla, Hua Liu saw her and said, "Fourth Sister, are you determined to be my enemy?"

Hua Si didn't answer, but Hua Liu understood.

Song Huanhuan suddenly said: "Murong Ang, is Qingzhu okay?"

Murong Ang was taken aback for a moment, then nodded: "En."

"That's good." Song Huanhuan breathed a sigh of relief, "You should thank him well after you go back."

Murong Ang suddenly frowned: "Of course I want it."

Now that everyone has arrived, Hua Liu naturally didn't want to procrastinate any longer, and said coldly to Song Huanhuan who had no backhand ability: "Remember to be reborn into a good family in your next life."

Song Huanhuan said, "Do you still remember? I said, I won't die." As he spoke, he suddenly raised his right hand to hold the sword across his neck.

Murong Ang clenched his fists, trying to suppress the desire to fly over.

Hua Liu was startled, and then drew his sword. What Song Huanhuan was waiting for was that when the door opened wide, she raised her left hand, and white powder sprinkled towards Hua Liu.

Hua Liu screamed out in pain, and at this moment, Murong Ang and the others also made a move.

Hua Liu threw the sword, but with the other hand she pushed Song Huanhuan violently, Song Huanhuan fell back and fell towards the cliff.

Murong Ang suddenly opened his eyes wide: "No—"

At some point, the number of people on the stone platform increased, and Mr. Mu and others fought with the people brought by Pulsatilla.

Murong Ang waved away the people standing in front of him, and flew towards the cliff.

"Master—" Mr. Mu kicked Huasi's sword and chased after him.

Murong Ang was about to jump down the cliff without any hesitation, but Mr. Mu who was chasing him grabbed him: "Master, don't be impulsive."

"Let go."

Mr. Mu insisted: "No."

But Murong Ang couldn't control that much anymore, he turned around and slapped him. Mr. Mu had already prepared himself, and the two of them started fighting like this.

The fight on the stone platform was chaotic, but the people brought by Murong Ang's side quickly gained the upper hand.

Zhong Qi, who had escaped from the battle circle, wiped his face and said loudly: "Stop you two bastards."

Naturally no one listened to him.

Zhong Qinu, seeing that the scene was under control, ran to the edge of the cliff, and was about to reprimand him, but suddenly froze, as if he heard something...

"Help……"

Chongqi's eyes lit up, and although the voice was vague, it really came from the bottom of the cliff, so he hurriedly said: "Stop beating, Ming Huan is below, go and save someone." He also wanted to save someone, It's just that you can't work hard enough. If you go down, you won't be able to get up.

The two who were fighting together dispersed immediately, and Murong Ang jumped down without hesitation.

"Hey..." Mr. Mu didn't hold back this time.

Zhong Qi kicked Mr. Mu out to catch the Pulsatilla, while he lay down on the edge of the cliff and looked down.

Pulsatilla had the upper hand at first, but Mr. Mu's joining made him flustered. In the end, he was slapped and escaped with a few ups and downs.

Thirteen led the people to chase after him without any hesitation. Seeing that the situation was over, Hua Si wiped his neck with his sword.

Mr. Mu glanced at the corpse on the ground blankly, and said lightly: "It's a pity..." No one knows what it is a pity.

Murong Ang quickly climbed up with Song Huanhuan in his arms, at this time Song Huanhuan was already unconscious.

Chong Qi said: "Go back quickly, Master has already prepared."

They were about to leave when they heard Hua Liu, who had been neglected all this time, cough.

Murong Ang kept on stepping: "Bring him back."

This kidnapping is finally over.

The author has something to say: Look, dog blood is coming, but as long as half a pot of XDDDto Moyu Xiaoshou, I can only see Nai’s claws in the background, the front desk doesn’t show it at all, and I can’t reply, kiss~ twist, long time no see I want claws and flowers, and then the sticky ones come to ask for them~

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The atmosphere is solemn.

Yao Wang sat on the chair, stroked his beard with one hand, and put his other hand on Song Huanhuan's wrist to feel his pulse, frowning into the word Chuan.

Murong Ang and the others surrounded him, not daring to vent his breath.

"The internal organs were seriously injured, and the poisoning on the body was very deep. It was difficult to solve." Yao Wang put Song Huanhuan's hand back under the quilt, with a not very optimistic expression.

Murong Ang said: "What poison?"

"You all know one of them, and the other is the seven-day sleep."

Zhong Qi, who knows medicine and poison, asked doubtfully, "What kind of poison is this?"

"Seven days of sleep, after seven days, I will never wake up again."

Murong Ang sat on the bed, stretched out his hand to stroke Song Huanhuan's hair, and said, "No solution?"

Yao Wang said: "Sleep for seven days, naturally there is a solution."

Everyone was overjoyed, but Yao Wang continued: "But these two poisons are mixed together, and it is even more difficult to detoxify."

Everyone was discouraged, but Murong Ang said: "Senior only said that detoxification is more difficult, but he didn't say that there is no solution, so you will be able to save him, right?"

The Medicine King sighed and said, "Of course I can develop the antidote, but he couldn't wait any longer. He sleeps for seven days and sleeps for seven days. Now there are only six days left."

Hearing this, Chong Qi grabbed Yao Wang and walked out, "Since you have already said that you don't have enough time, why bother? Hurry up and study the antidote for me..."

"Hey, boy, slow down... the old man's waist..."

……

Qingzhu, who was huddled in the corner, rubbed his red eyes, and said in a low voice: "I'll make medicine for you, first heal the internal injury, and then talk about other things..."

Huang Ying also said: "I'm going to boil some hot water and cook some porridge, and I can eat it when the young master wakes up..."

Both of them left quickly, feeling so uncomfortable that they didn't want to stay any longer.

Murong Ang suddenly said: "Uncle Mu, you can deal with the rest."

Mr. Mu nodded: "OK."

Finally, there were only the two of them left in the room. Murong Ang simply went to bed, supported his head with one hand, and reached into the quilt to hold Song Huanhuan's hand with the other, looking at the person in front of him without blinking.

Song Huanhuan has always been a guy who loves to jump around, he can't bear quietness, he likes excitement, a place with him will never be peaceful... It's just that this guy who loves to be lively now sleeps peacefully and doesn't want to wake up. Even breathing is barely audible.

Murong Ang felt a pain in his heart, he suddenly understood Mr. Mu's previous feelings.

"After everything is over, I will take you home... Don't you like money? There are many treasures on Tianchong Mountain, and I will give you all of them after I go back..."

Song Huanhuan remained motionless with a calm expression.

"An ugly daughter-in-law always wants to see her in-laws. Although that person doesn't like me, of course, I don't like him either, but if you want to see her, then I will let you meet her..."

Song Huanhuan's eyelashes moved, but Murong Ang, who was talking with his head down, didn't notice.

"If you get tired of staying on Tianchong Mountain, then let's go down the mountain. You can go wherever you want. Sha heard that there is a spectacle in the desert. Let's go see it together..."

Song Huanhuan was moved by the fingers held by Murong Ang, who was startled: "Are you awake?"

Song Huanhuan closed her eyes and said, "You are so wordy, my ears hurt... If you keep talking, I will be bored to death..."

Murong Ang smiled and said, "Okay, I won't talk anymore."

Song Huanhuan slowly opened his eyes, twisted his neck slightly, looked at Murong Ang who was very close to him with a smile on his mouth, and said with a smile: "Handsome guy, come here and let me kiss you."

Murong Ang lowered his head and leaned over: "Is one kiss enough..."

Song Huanhuan pretended to be serious and said: "Of course not enough..." Murong Ang ate the rest of the words.

The two just kissed lightly, and soon separated.

Song Huanhuan pursed her lips and said, "It's rare that you are so gentle... You used to be anxious to eat me..."

Murong Ang rubbed his cheeks with his fingers, and said softly: "I'll eat you when you recover."

Song Huanhuan's eyes sparkled, "Okay, but I want to eat you too."

"Yes," Murong Ang said with a smile, "as long as you have that ability."

Song Huanhuan pursed her mouth: "Huh... not a bit of sincerity..."

Both of them didn't need to talk about Song Huanhuan's physical condition, maybe this is called self-deception...

Murong Ang smiled and said, "Do you want to get up and sit down?"

Song Huanhuan said: "Well, I feel my bones are brittle when lying down... I have no strength..."

Murong Ang carefully lifted him up and sat on the head of the bed, brushing his hair back, "Are you hungry?"

Song Huanhuan only felt pain all over her body, but seeing Murong Ang's worried look, she didn't want to show it, she just said: "