Confessed to me after the substitute took the throne

In the closed room, the breath gradually became warmer. Shen Tingxue was propped on the ground with trembling hands, and the blue blood vessels were particularly obvious under the white skin.

The knuckles of his fingers were already a little white, but the fingertips were slightly pink due to the congestion.

The cold sweat on his forehead wetted the broken hair on Shen Tingxue's temples, drop by drop, along his jade-like delicate and cold jaw, winding down, falling on the lustrous collarbone, slowly soaking the collar ...

He recited the Qingjing Sutra upside down and silently in his heart countless times, but at the end of the recitation, the blood from the bite on his lips became more and more obvious, and he could hardly remember the sutras he had memorized by heart.

Shen Tingxue's consciousness gradually began to blur.

He knew that he was about to be tormented by the poison to the point of losing his sanity.

It was at this moment that he finally pressed the storage ring tremblingly, slowly took out a small jade-white porcelain bottle, and poured out the crimson elixir inside...

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Outside

The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the green grass is like silk.

Across a thin door, Yin Yuli was sitting outside the door, meditating and adjusting his breath, but his mind was clearly fluctuating, and he was not on breath adjustment.

Not long after, his long eyelashes trembled, he simply opened his eyes silently, stood up, supported his injured body, and went to strengthen the restrictions around the courtyard again.

After strengthening the restraint, Yin Yuli resisted the urge to peek at Shen Tingxue's room, turned his back and walked to the courtyard from a distance, and began to look at the courtyard.

This courtyard is very dilapidated, but it is obvious that someone comes to clean it occasionally, otherwise it is impossible that there is no trace of weeds.

Moreover, the decoration in the courtyard is clean except for the signs of dilapidation and damage.

Yin Yuli's eyes moved slightly, and he vaguely guessed something.

This place may be related to Shen Tingxue's past.

Meng Siwei said that Shen Tingxue was adopted by Gong Juan, so before the adoption, Shen Tingxue must not have appeared in the world for no reason.

The courtyard that can make a master in the stage of transformation so attached to it, even those damaged decorations are reluctant to throw away, must have a very heavy place in his heart.

Thinking of this, Yin Yuli's eyes darkened, and he couldn't help but scrutinized the decorations in the courtyard, trying to find some clues related to Shen Tingxue.

Soon, Yin Yuli's sight was attracted by a tattered wooden horse placed under the eaves.

In this simple and elegant courtyard, only this little wooden horse looks out of place, more like a toy left here by a child from a poor family.

Yin Yuli walked over to Tibu.

The little wooden horse leaning quietly against the wall is very rough in workmanship. At this moment, the paint on the little horse's body is almost mottled and faded, and the nails at the joints are also rusted. Even the little horse's eyes are patched with two rounded porcelain pieces. up.

But such a tattered little Trojan horse has an inexplicably naive feeling.

Yin Yuli's eyes trembled, and he stretched out his hand to stroke it carefully—as expected, no matter how tattered the little wooden horse was, there was still no trace of dust on its body.

Then Yin Yuli looked down again.

Looking at it, Yin Yuli's eyes suddenly fixed on the bottom of the little wooden horse.

It was engraved with the five characters of "A Zhen Xiaoma" in very crooked and immature fonts.

Yin Yuli pursed her thin lips slightly, stared at the immature and lovely handwriting for a moment, and suddenly smiled faintly.

In this world of comprehension, there are not many people who know Shen Tingxue's common name before becoming a monk, but coincidentally, Yin Yuli is one of them.

Shen Zhen was Shen Tingxue's common name before she became a monk.

It turns out that Shen Tingxue was so cute sometimes?

Thinking about it, Yin Yuli's fingers gently caressed the five old but still spirited characters.

But just at this moment, there was a clear sound from the distant room, as if something heavy had fallen to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, another painful but suppressed moan came from behind the thin door.

Yin Yuli shrank her head, and almost had no time to think about it, so she withdrew her hand suddenly and strode towards the door.

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inside the house.

Shen Tingxue fell to the ground, curled up in one place, his whole body was as if being burned by fire, two crazy energies impacted wildly in his dantian, he could only forcefully press his sweaty forehead to the ground to hold it down, he couldn't control it Painful groan|groan.

The blood overflowing from the lips had flowed down Shen Tingxue's chin and onto the collar, and instantly, it was stained red.

Shen Tingxue felt regretful in his heart at this moment, he knew that he had done something wrong.

The elixir that Shen Tingxue takes on a daily basis is specially prepared, neither pure yin nor pure yang, in order to ensure that the strength in his body is always balanced.

Now he has nothing to do, without the medicine to suppress the charm poison, it is impossible for him to show the shame of losing his sanity in front of Yin Yuli.

He could only put his heart to one side and swallowed that pure yang elixir desperately.

Sure enough, it was still wrong.

The moment the elixir entered his stomach, Shen Tingxue felt as if he had swallowed a fire dragon. The burning sensation instantly ignited from his internal organs. If he hadn't bit his teeth, he would have already groaned in pain. .

But then, Charm Poison was suppressed for a short moment, Shen Tingxue recovered a little sanity, and he was slightly relieved.

But immediately after, the two forces collided violently, and began to scurry wildly in Shen Tingxue's dantian, tearing apart endlessly!

Shen Tingxue was caught off guard, and rolled off the bed directly, and fell heavily on the ground.

At the same time, he uncontrollably uttered the first painful lick from between his broken lips.

When Shen Tingxue regained consciousness belatedly, he had already heard Yin Yuli's footsteps gradually approaching outside the door.

Seeing that the slender figure had landed on the window paper in front of the door, Shen Tingxue could only clasp her five fingers tightly on the ground, trying her best to swallow the fishy sweetness in her throat, and said in a hoarse voice with a little eagerness: " Don't come in."

The figure on the window paper paused.

Shen Tingxue breathed a sigh of relief, but blood still gushed out uncontrollably from her mouth.

Now he said it again.

"Don't come in."

This time, for the first time, his voice revealed a bit of fragility, trembling slightly, like a broken leaf swaying in the strong wind.

Outside the door, there was silence.

After a long time, Yin Yuli's melodious and deep voice came from outside the door with a hint of sincerity.

"If the Immortal Venerable doesn't want to be known, I can swear that I will never tell what happened today."

This time, it was the turn of the door to be silent.

After an unknown amount of time, a trembling voice came out from the door.

"You go."

Yin Yuli frowned quietly when he heard these three words.

The next moment, Yin Yuli raised his finger to the sky and quietly began to swear.

After taking the oath, Yin Yuli put his hand on the door and said in a low voice, "Even if I offend the Immortal, I have no choice but to come in. The Immortal offended—"

Before he finished speaking, Yin Yuli stretched out his hand and pushed the door open!

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The moment Yin Yuli pushed the door open, gentle sunlight poured into the originally dark room, and it happened to slant on the white dress on the ground.

The originally plain and elegant white clothes were stained with a little blood, which was extremely glaring, and the long frosty white hair fell down and dragged on the ground.

Reflecting the sunlight, one could clearly see that Shen Tingxue's face, which was originally as white as jade, was now covered with a thin layer of sweat, and even the frosty white eyelashes were wet. Due to the effect of the medicine's conflict, the normally indifferent complexion was covered with a thin layer of sweat. Fragile bright red.

The thin lips that used to be light-colored now turned into a burnt water red, and there were broken wounds on them, which were oozing blood.

Extremely weak, but with a kind of extreme beauty.

Looking at each other, Yin Yuli's deep purple eyes almost uncontrollably ignited a dark fire.

The fire seemed to scald Shen Tingxue, Shen Tingxue struggled to turn his head away, but exposed his sweaty, fragile white back of the neck to Yin Yuli's eyes.

At the beginning of Shen Tingxue's farewell, the panic in Yin Yuli's eyes quietly fell in Yin Yuli's eyes, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and his Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably for a moment.

Then he said in a hoarse voice: "Immortal Venerable, I have offended you."

The door was quietly closed, and Yin Yuli also took out a black and gold belt at this time.

He covered his eyes, and walked forward slowly.

Stretching out his hand, he slowly hugged the white dress that was as light as a cloud.

The faint snow-like fragrance immediately lingered around Yin Yuli's body, and he pursed his lips calmly, feeling his throat getting more and more thirsty.

But even so, he didn't make any intimacy.

And at the moment when Yin Yuli put Shen Tingxue on the couch, Shen Tingxue's fingers, which had been hidden in her sleeves, clenched tightly, and her thin nails dug into her palms, causing pain.

Yin Yuli was aware of this immediately. At this moment, he stretched out his hand, grabbed Shen Tingxue's slender and pale wrist, and said in a low voice, "Don't be afraid, Immortal Venerable, I won't harm you."

Then, under the resistance of Shen Tingxue's struggle, Yin Yuli slowly pulled his slender fingers out of his palm one by one.

Shen Tingxue never spoke.

But if Yin Yuli could see it, he could see the shame and pain struggling on Shen Tingxue's face at this moment.

But even if he didn't see it, he could guess it.

So apart from breaking off Shen Tingxue's fingers, he didn't do anything superfluous, he just held Shen Tingxue's wrist to prevent Shen Tingxue from harming herself again.

Then, Yin Yuli quietly took out a sharp and bright dagger and a jade cup.

He cut his wrist almost without hesitation.

The gurgling blood dripped down his pale wrist and slipped into the jade cup.

During this period, Yin Yuli did not show any pain.

When Shen Tingxue saw this scene, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she was about to struggle to say that Yin Yuli didn't have to be like this, but when he vaguely smelled the faint fragrance of Yin Yuli's blood, his whole body slowly fell under Yin Yuli's breath. My arms stiffened.

Shen Tingxue is not afraid of pain or bleeding, so many tortures have never broken his strength of character.

And there was only one thing he was afraid of.

That's a desire that you can't control.

For example, Charm Poison, for example... Now his desire for the cup of blood in Yin Yuli's palm...