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Later, Chu Yaohao often went in and out of Qiao Ninth Courtyard, bringing strange things to heal Chu Yanling's injuries, which were more or less useful.Now that Chu Yanling doesn't make evil weapons anymore, there is nothing that can be destroyed, so he won't smash his father.The non-biological father and son, after healing their wounds, drank a cup from time to time, enjoying themselves happily, more like father and son than biological father and son.After Qiao Qianlu and Qiao Ke finished practicing, they would also be greeted to drink. In this way, they talked and laughed, and Yuebailou was extremely lively.

Qiao Ke sat in the snow for three days and three nights.

Covered by snow, he became a big snowman. He absorbed the essence of snow, closed his eyes, and listened to the voice of nature.Occasionally, someone passed by and whispered: "Does this child have no energy? That's okay, if you have energy and join the sect, eight out of ten will be bullied and die poorly." Those cultivators don’t do anything for a day, and come when the season comes, it’s more terrifying than locusts, and we can’t stop them.”

In this world where everyone aspires to the pinnacle of martial arts, because there is no equal foundation, it is so difficult to even live.

A familiar fragrance of lotus floated by.

Qiao Ke opened his eyes, it was Duanmu Chuliu.

Duanmu Chuliu stood outside Qiao Jiu's courtyard, hesitantly, his figure was thin, with the cold wind blowing through his long hair, the exposed cheeks still had those scars.

He must have come to give Chu Yanling spiritual herbs or something like that, and every time he sneakily handed them to Qiao Qianlu. In fact, everyone knew that Chu Liu got them.Chu Yanling was very smart. After eating it twice, he told Qiao Ke: These things are either born in dangerous mountains or grow in bad waters.

However, Duanmu Chuliu still sends them every few days.

Qiao Ke took a closer look, and sure enough he was holding something, did he get it with a lot of effort?

No matter what you say, you still try to repay it in action.

Do I care about this face, or Chu Liu?Is this kind of liking imposed by the bad god, or is it pure liking?If it is pure liking, then why do you like him?Such a bad character, he gets angry at every turn, doesn't make sense at all, and has a stubborn mouth—why the corners of his mouth can't stop laughing when he thinks about it.

No matter how hateful Shuaishen is, Chu Liu is innocent.The threshold of the heart fell and melted quietly, Qiao Ke felt better and took two steps.

When Duanmu Chuliu heard the sound, he turned his head, his face tensed immediately: "Why are you here?"

"This is Qiao Ninth Courtyard."

Duanmu Chuliu handed the things over, and said with a sullen face, "Guyuanshen."

In the past, he always turned around and ran away as soon as he stuffed these spirit herbs and fairy medicines. Today, for some reason, he just kept his face away and stood motionless in the snow.It's not his character, unless he can't move, or his flaws will be exposed when he moves.Qiao Ke was keenly aware: "Did your foot hurt?"

Duanmu Chuliu: "No!"

If you don't have it, just take two steps, why don't you move.Qiao Ke looked at the thing in his hand, the Eagle Xuanjin, this thing is only available to the goshawks who have practiced, Duanmu Chuliu slaughtered some expert's spiritual bird, but he was caught and chased and killed, hurt his foot, right?Really, obviously he has a good heart, so can't this person be subdued?

"You don't need to pick these things anymore, Yanling is almost recovered." Qiao Ke lied.

"He likes to eat or not!" Duanmu Chuliu blushed.

It doesn't matter if the creditor doesn't care, anyway, he has paid it back, and his life cannot be delivered, so how long it will be counted. ——This is probably the way of thinking on the sixth day of the lunar new year.

Qiao Ke entered the Qiao Ninth Courtyard.

After he left, Duanmu Chuliu moved and limped away.Walking under a tree, he lifted up his clothes, grabbed a handful of snow and covered his ankles.

In fact, Qiao Ke didn't leave. He sat on the courtyard wall and could see clearly. Duanmu Chuliu couldn't help himself. When he was angry, people wanted to beat him up, but when he saw his pitiful appearance, Qiao Ke Heart, like Haruyuki melting in an instant—it took a lot of effort to not chase after him, grab him and try to heal him.

Qiao Ke stewed the eagle tendon over high heat.

Chu Yanling frowned, and smiled: "Eagle Xuanjin? He dares to touch other people's spirit beasts? If I go on down, will I kill people to get spirits? I am nothing more than a person who has no energy now. everywhere."

"More than that, your primordial spirit has not recovered."

Chu Yanling closed the book, slowly scooped up the tendon of Yingxuan, and sighed: "I saved him because of selfishness. Now, I am happier than all the days in the past. I hope I will be like this for the rest of my life. Besides, you came In that world, everyone has no energy, so don’t they all have a good life?” After saying that, he smiled slightly, and his beautiful eyes were full of Qiao Ke’s figure.

Joko smiled bitterly.

He could neither respond to Chu Yanling's emotions, nor break through the barriers of his heart to comfort Duanmu Chuliu.He could only try his best to find a way to restore the primordial spirit, for example, let Chu Yanling soak in the water of Buddha lotus that was soaked in the sixth day of Duanmu, and Shi Jingyuezong's healing method of ending the state, day and night.

Chu Yanling gladly tried it.

One time, Qiao Qianlu saw Chu Yanling soaking in the water to read classics: "Is it hard to have no energy?"

Chu Yanling smiled: "Naturally, as strong as I was before, I am weak now. However, if I can exchange Yuanli for what I want most, what a pity."

Today, it is snowing heavily.

Chu Proud brought another fine wine, plum blossom wine, and invited everyone to drink it together.

The wine was strong enough, and after a few glasses, everyone was knocked down.

Only Qiao Ke struggled to stay drunk.

Mustard came over with an egg as big as a goose egg, half white and half black, step by step, cautiously: "Master Nine, is this the real Tai Chi egg? It can be done, there is a way.”

This guy is here again?

The last time the Eagle Xuanjin, this time the Tai Chi True Egg, only a few days later, in order to get the magic medicine of the spirit grass, did you even give up your life?

The leg was injured last time, where is the injury this time?Qiao Ke was half drunk, his legs were faster than his heart, and he chased after him without putting down the flagon and cup in his hand.Following the very faint scent of the lotus, Qiao Ke caught up. Duanmu Chuliu was sitting by the Jingyu River with his feet in the water.

Look, burnt?

Half of the real Tai Chi egg is extremely cold and the other is extremely hot. If it is taken carelessly, it can hurt the bones. If it is still soaked in ice water in the cold, it must be burnt.

Qiao Ke sat down and handed over the cup: "Have a drink."

Duanmu Chuli did not move.

Qiao Ke held up the glass and handed it to his lips abruptly, Duanmu Chuliu snatched it away as if in disgust, took a sip, dropped the glass to the ground, and looked straight at Dahe without speaking.Qiao Ke bent down and held his ankle, and was shocked to find that the ankle bone was rotten: "Why don't you heal the injury?"

The sixth day of Duanmu was dull.

Such a stubborn expression, such a lonely situation, how can it not make Qiao Ke feel sad?If there were no such nonsense, Chuliu would still be the soaring Chuliu, instead of desperately thinking about repaying debts every day—even if it was because of the love of the bad god, he would be Duanmu Chuliu who knew nothing.

Qiao Ke was full of alcohol and used healing techniques to melt the cold with warmth.

The pain in his foot was unbearable. Duanmu Chuliu struggled a few times and stopped moving. He looked at his ankle seriously.Qiao Ke sighed, and still remembered that when the blood was sacrificed to warm the bones, Duanmu Chuliu used his strength to weave a warm knot for the two.It would be great if I could stay at that time without knowing anything.

Drunken, Qiao Ke lifted his hair, showing familiar scars: "I can forgive you for anything, even if you have done so many bad things."

Duanmu Chuliu was angry: "What have I done!"

Yes, he is innocent.

Qiao Ke lowered his head, feeling very sad: "I don't blame you...it's all good deeds done by that broken god...what kind of strings are you talking about, what kind of promises, what kind of love...it's just that you look the same, and it's obviously not you I don't blame you at all."

Talking nonsense, Duanmu Chuliu thought he was drunk.

When Qiao Ke closed his eyes and remained silent, Duanmu Chuliu pushed him, and Qiao Ke fell to the ground.Duanmu Chuliu patted him several times, and Qiao Ke pretended to be dead.

Duanmu Chuliu suddenly began to talk to himself: "At that time, I couldn't move every day, but my consciousness was clear. I know what you said nicely in my ear, and I also know that you like to move your hands and feet. At first I wanted to chop off your hand, but later, I was too lonely, so I didn’t mind, the only hope every day is that you come back early, talk to me, and tell me what interesting things happened that day.”

"..."

"Once, you didn't come back until a day later. At that time, I thought you finally couldn't stand it and abandoned me."

"..."

"We don't have a blood contract, why do we still say we like me? It made me so happy, thinking, even if my father and brother are ruthless, there is still one person in the world who cares about me. I desperately want to wake up." Duanmu Chuliu's The voice couldn't hide the sadness, "That's right, he gave me a life, I have to pay it back, I can't fight him."

"..."

"It doesn't matter, anyway, I don't like you either."

Qiao Ke was drunk and laughed, why did he emphasize his dislike in the end when he said so affectionately before.If he didn't like it, he would have kicked himself into the river long ago, or at least turned around and left, how could he talk so much so quietly.Did this person take "dislike" as "like"?

Is there any way in the world to go back in time, to a time when nothing happened.

☆, what kind of man