Black powder self-cultivation

Lin Qingyu frowned and called out in a low voice, "Luo'er."

Lying on the bed, Lian Qiu randomly grabbed a piece of clothing and put it on, and said weakly: "You..."

"Shut up." Lin Qingyu said coldly, looking at Lin Tianluo, "Luoer, I can explain." He stretched out his hand and tried to touch Lin Tianluo, "You are hurt."

"I don't need it." Lin Tianluo pushed away his hand and wiped the tears from his face, "Don't touch me, dirty."

Lin Qingyu froze for a moment, as if struck by lightning.

"Lin Qingyu, I've never been like this..." Lin Tianluo raised his head, staring straight at Lin Qingyu's eyes, opening and closing his mouth, "I hate you."

Lin Qingyu just looked at him, motionless, as if his soul had left his body, and the ground under his feet seemed to have turned into an abyss in an instant. Even if he had the ability to reach the sky, he was no match for Luo'er's words of hate you.

Lin Tianluo suddenly turned around and ran away.

But Lin Qingyu was just stunned, with a dull expression, Lian Qiu had been with him for a year, and had never seen him with such an expression.

A moment later, Jiang Hui came out of the house with a man in his arms, and raised his voice, "Yue, do you want to watch him bleed to death?"

Lin Qingyu suddenly came back to his senses, and saw clearly that the person in his arms looked like Lin Tianluo who had just ran out.I don't know what Jiang Hui did to him, Lin Tianluo was quiet at the moment, sleeping in his arms with his eyes closed, but the blood from his chest almost soaked his whole body.

Without saying a word, Lin Qingyu carefully took the man from Jiang Hui's hand, tapped the acupuncture point to stop the bleeding, and took out the medicine powder to treat the unconscious Lin Tianluo's injury.

The room was suddenly too quiet.

Lian Qiu put on her clothes and stood behind Jiang Hui.Lin Qingyu originally wanted to put Lin Tianluo on the bed, but suddenly remembered the dirty word he said, his face froze, and he turned around and put Lin Tianluo on another small couch in the room.

After a while, he raised his head, gave Jiang Hui a cold look, and said with certainty, "You were the one who brought Luo'er here."

Jiang Hui didn't deny it: "I'm just helping you."

"I said you don't need to deal with this matter," Lin Qingyu said.

"But I just want to take care of it!" Jiang Hui yelled at him: "Su Zhenyue, I won't just watch you die because of the love-killing formula!"

Lin Qingyu, also known as Su Zhenyue, froze for a moment, looked at him with extremely complicated eyes, remained silent for a moment, and suddenly said: "You don't hate me anymore?"

"Hate! Of course I hate! My parents died at your hands, I have not forgotten. Su Zhenyue, if you want to die in this life, you can only die at my hands." Jiang Hui gritted his teeth.

Su Zhenyue withdrew her eyes, looked down at Lin Tianluo who was sleeping, sighed leisurely, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, I won't die easily, I promise you, if I die, I will only die in your hands .”

"You—" Jiang Hui had nothing to say.

Su Zhenyue leaned down/body, pressed a kiss on Lin Tianluo's forehead, and said: "Prepare the carriages and horses, let's go back to the Holy Church."

***

Lin Tianluo woke up in a dungeon. When he opened his eyes, he saw dark walls on all sides. A skylight was opened on the wall, and the skylight streamed in.

He sat up with his elbows propped up, but heard a clanging sound. It turned out that an iron chain was tied to his wrist, and the other end of the iron chain was embedded in the ground.

There was severe pain in his chest, and blood oozes out when he moved. Someone gave him medicine and carefully bandaged him.The big bed beneath him was covered with quilts. Although it was not a high-end silk product, it was clean and warm. Apart from the lack of freedom, it was not obvious that he was a prisoner at all.

Lin Tianluo gave a wry smile, probably already understood that someone plotted against him and Lin Qingyu, Lin Qingyu deserved it, and he was unlucky.He ran out that day, but was blocked by Lin Qingyu's accomplices again, and within two moves, he was slapped unconscious by the opponent's palm and fell unconscious.

He should really thank the other party for not taking advantage of others' danger to kill him.

But the medicine on his body...it should have been given by Lin Qingyu, right?

He is such a fool, Lin Qingyu obviously never said that he likes him from the beginning to the end, but he sobbed with grief because he witnessed the process of him having sex with another boy.

Thinking of that embarrassing scene, Lin Tianluo wanted to slap himself unconscious.

Thinking of this, there was a sudden sound of unlocking the lock.Lin Tianluo looked up at the iron gate. After a while, the iron gate opened, and a man in white walked in first, but it was the young man who knocked Lin Tianluo unconscious that day, followed by Lin Qingyu in purple.

I'm used to seeing him in white clothes, but I didn't expect purple to be so graceful and luxurious on him, so imposing that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

The guard moved two chairs, Lin Qingyu and Jiang Hui sat down, and both raised their eyes to stare at Lin Tianluo.

Lin Tianluo: "..."

Jiang Hui was the first to speak: "Little guy, isn't there anything you want to ask about your little lover?"

As expected, Lin Tianluo turned to look at Lin Qingyu, remained silent for a moment, and said, "You're not Lin Qingyu, are you?"

"Su Zhenyue, my name." Su Zhenyue looked at him with watery eyes and said.

"Where is the real Lin Qingyu?" Lin Tianluo asked again.

"died."

Just two simple words, but Lin Tianluo fell into an ice abyss.Lin Qingyu died, and he himself was a counterfeit. Thinking of the Lin couple who were waiting for their two sons to go back, Lin Tianluo turned pale, stared at Su Zhenyue with horror in his eyes, and said in a trembling voice, "You killed him?"

Su Zhenyue shook her head: "When I met him, he was already dead." After thinking for a while, as if afraid of his misunderstanding, she added, "He died at the hands of others."

Lin Tianluo's complexion was still pale, and Su Zhenyue frowned slightly, and was about to stand up and call for a doctor, but Jiang Hui suddenly reached out and held him down, only to hear Lin Tianluo said emotionally: "You said you have been in Tianshan for more than ten years. That is to say, the real Lin Qingyu died a long time ago?"

Su Zhenyue nodded: "He was only 12 years old when he died. We concealed the news of his death. My appearance is somewhat similar to him. At the beginning, in order to hide the truth from the Tianshan disciples, I would make some disguises. Later Gradually growing up, I no longer need to cover up my appearance."

...It turned out that Lin Qingyu had died a long time ago.

Lin Tianluo sat back weakly, leaning against the wall, his eyes suddenly lost their light, and looked at him without focus: "You are Su Zhenyue, a member of the Demon Cult. You have been lying in ambush on Tianshan Mountain for more than ten years. What?"

Before Su Zhenyue could speak, Jiang Hui suddenly said, "We generally call ourselves the Holy Cult, and people outside call us the Demon Cult. In fact, our Holy Cult has an orthodox name called the Flower God Sect. We believe in, of course, the Flower God Sect." God, the guy next to me is not a small guy, he is the high priest of the holy religion, one person is below ten thousand people."

"I don't care what high priest he is, I only know that he is a big liar." Lin Tianluo said.

Jiang Hui immediately turned his head to look at Su Zhenyue as if watching a good show.

Su Zhenyue remained expressionless.

Lin Tianluo said again: "You haven't told me why you stayed in Tianshan for ten years, why, is this reason too hard for you to say?"

Su Zhenyue: "..."

This time it was Jiang Hui who answered for him: "In order to get the Love-killing Jue, but I didn't expect Tianji to tell you the formula of the Love-killing formula, be more sensible, and tell us the Jue-killing formula earlier, so as to save us from torture and extort a confession. "

Lin Tianluo was taken aback for a moment, then seemed to have caught something, stared at them fiercely, and shook his head: "I won't say it, even if I'm killed."

"Eh? You're quite stubborn." Jiang Hui pretended to sigh, and stood up, "Then let you try our most severe punishment here, Thousand Flowers."

Lin Tianluo's complexion changed.What the hell is that?Just shrinking back, Su Zhenyue suddenly heard Su Zhenyue say lightly: "Enough." After glancing at Lin Tianluo, she looked away again, and said to Jiang: "Let's go."

The iron door closed in front of Lin Tianluo, and Lin Tianluo was the only one left in the room again.

Jiang Hui and Su Zhenyue walked side by side, and said, "Hey, did you really not consider my suggestion just now? That kid is quite stubborn. If the leader personally tortures, I'm afraid it will be difficult not to shed a layer of skin. Why don't you do it yourself, I know you love him so much, you must have some measure in your actions, when you get the Love Killing Art, whether to keep him as your little pet, or let him go back, it's all up to you to decide."

Su Zhenyue did not speak.

Jiang Hui himself was bored and closed his mouth.

Soon it was night.

Lin Tianluo sat motionless on the bed, his stomach was growling with hunger, and the dinner was left outside the door without moving a bite. He is not a great hero, but he still has some backbone.

Su Zhenyue frowned when she learned that he refused to eat, and immediately ordered someone to prepare a hot and delicious meal, as well as some wound medicine and bandages, and came to the dungeon again.

Seeing the iron door open, Lin Tianluo just stared at him with wide eyes.

Su Zhenyue laughed and said, "No matter how much you stare at me, you won't be able to stare at me to death."

He pulled out a pair of chopsticks and stuffed them into his hands, and said in a low voice, "Eat, I will change the dressing for your wound when you are full."

No matter how arrogant Lin Tianluo was, he didn't dare to throw the chopsticks out in front of him, after all, the force value was there.I was really hungry, and the aroma of the food was really tempting, so I couldn't help but take a small bite.

It smells good.

Seeing that he was finally willing to eat, Su Zhenyue couldn't help but smile, and said, "Does the wound still hurt?"

Lin Tianluo ate his food sullenly and didn't speak.

"Luoer, I'm sorry."

"#￥%..." Lin Tianluo spit out a string of characters vaguely.

Su Zhenyue didn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"

Lin Tianluo looked up, with a grain of rice hanging from the corner of his mouth, looked at him fixedly, and said, "You don't have to apologize, I thought about it, you never said you liked me from the beginning to the end, and I didn't express my love to you, either. I thought you were my brother at first, but I didn’t expect you to be a fake one. Now it’s over. We have nothing to do with each other. So, even if you do something like that, you don’t have to apologize. Also, let me tell you, I’m a fan of you blacken."

Although he didn't understand the last sentence, the previous words were enough for Su Zhenyue to go crazy. He couldn't help but grabbed Lin Tianluo's shoulder, gritted his teeth and said, "Luo'er, say one more thing."

Lin Tianluo was frightened by his ashen complexion and gnashing of teeth, and she really didn't dare to repeat it, but it hurt a little from being pinched by him, so she showed a bit of discomfort on her face.

Su Zhenyue realized that she had hit too hard, so she let go of him, and said in a low voice: "Luo'er, be good, don't make me angry." Seeing him put down his chopsticks, "Are you full? It's not enough for me to order someone else." Bring it."

Lin Tianluo shook his head.

Su Zhenyue asked someone to clean up the dishes, and suddenly, there were only two people left in the prison.Both of them were silent for a moment, Su Zhenyue suddenly said: "Take off your clothes."

Lin Tianluo was frightened and squeezed his clothes tightly.

Knowing his misunderstanding, Su Zhenyue said, "Don't worry, although I like you, I won't force you, I just want to change your medicine."

The wound will rot and stink if the dressing is not changed. Lin Tianluo still has this self-knowledge, so he quickly took off his clothes and reached out to pull the bandage.

"I'll do it." A pair of plain and slightly cold hands passed through his armpits and went around behind him to untie the knot for him. Su Zhenyue's breath suddenly rushed to his face, and Lin Tianluo almost fell into a trance when he faced him. In his arms, for a moment, he couldn't help but blush, and his heart beat faster.

Fortunately, Su Zhenyue was only focused on removing the bandage for him. After a while, the bandage slipped off, and the fleshy wound appeared in front of the two of them.

Su Zhenyue stared fixedly for a moment, picked up the wet handkerchief and carefully wiped the edge of the wound for him, Lin Tianluo's body trembled, Su Zhenyue stopped, looked down at him: "Does it hurt you?"

Lin Tianluo lowered her head vigorously, only showing her slightly red ears, and said in a low voice, "No, it's just a little itchy, try harder."

The corner of Su Zhenyue's mouth curved.

After applying the medicine, Su Zhenyue took back the bloody bandages, and Lin Tianluo was left alone.In the evening, someone brought another quilt, but the iron chain on the wrist was still unopened.

Su Zhenyue didn't throw away the bloody bandage, no one knew what he was thinking, he just stared at the blood stain on it, frowning slightly.

You can't let Luo'er get hurt again, and you have to get the love-killing formula...

Then Luo'er could only ask Luo'er to speak up on her own initiative.

Su Zhenyue had an idea in her heart.