Yu Huang

"I'll bandage you first!"

Junhuang shook her head, "No need!"

Wen Shu's face darkened, and he looked at him quietly.

Junhuang turned his head and stretched out his hands to pull the clothes on his shoulders. He gasped in pain, shook his shoulders, curled his lips helplessly, and said with a wry smile, "It really can't, the clothes are stuck and can't be torn off!"

Wen Shu was taken aback for a moment, staring at his wound, without speaking.

Junhuang knew that he must be blaming himself in his heart, and couldn't help but leaned over and hugged him, "I don't hurt, my blood has stopped bleeding a long time ago, it's not my blood, it's someone else's, really, I kid you not."

Wen Shu bit her lip, suddenly hugged the man's waist tightly, and hugged him back.How could there be no pain, the so-called no pain is false.

At this moment, it seemed that the estrangement and estrangement in the past, the sadness of drawing swords and hurting each other, and the helplessness of verbal confrontation no longer existed.From the beginning to the end, it has been so warm and very fitting.

There was no words all the way, and the queue moved in an orderly and uniform speed, only a small commotion in the middle, who made Li Rui lose his temper, and nothing else.

"Oh..." The driver pulled the reins, the horse neighed long and hard, and the carriage slowly slowed down.

"Young Master Wen!"

Wen Shu lifted the curtain and poked his head out. He was one of Li Rui's personal guards.

"What's the matter?"

The man clasped his fists and saluted, "My lord, the lord sent a villain to inquire. There are two forked roads ahead, one leads to Yuyang County in the south, and the other leads to the deep forest in the east. Which direction should we go?" ?”

"South." Wen Shu thought for a while, spit out a word, put down the curtain again, pinched Junhuang's hand, and pointed his finger upwards, which meant that someone was eavesdropping on the sedan chair.

Junhuang raised her eyes to look at the top of the sedan chair, and looked at him suspiciously, but she didn't even notice that Wen Shu's martial arts were far inferior to his, so why did she notice?

Wen Shu smiled but said nothing, with his fingers wet, he wrote on the desk: Ask.

Jun Huang gave him a knowing look, and said in a moderate voice, "Wen Shu, you can really hide, even I don't know what treasure you hid in Yuyang County."

Wen Shu chuckled, "The big hermit hides in the city, and the small hermit hides in the wild. Treasures are also the same. Everyone thinks that this mysterious wealth must be hidden in some deep mountain and dense forest. Where is the corner of the corner?"

"Will Prince Rui believe it?"

"It's best for him to believe. If he doesn't believe me, there's nothing I can do. The treasure is indeed there. When he sees it with his own eyes, he won't believe it or not." At the same time, Wen Shu wrote in the palm of Junhuang. It's in my name, and I had someone dig a secret tunnel there years ago.

Jun Huang also dipped in some water, "How long will it take to arrive?"

"long time."

Half a day?It was approaching noon now, and he didn't have that much time to spend on the way.Junhuang's brows tightened, forming a Sichuan character between her forehead, and wrote, "No."

"why?"

"Because," Junhuang paused with his fingers, thought for a while, and continued to write, "I'm afraid that after a long time, Li Rui will suddenly change his mind, and come here and do nothing, and chop us both up." At the same time, he hummed Haw, "Wen Shu, the wound on my back hurts like hell, help me tear off my clothes and have a look."

Wen Shu understood, and moved a few times on the soft couch, "I can't even find a pair of scissors in the carriage, so why are you afraid that I will commit suicide?"

Junhuang agreed with him, cursing feebly, "Damn! Even the ointment on my body was searched, and I was not allowed to live, I want me to bleed to death!"

Jun Huang pressed his shoulders and bent down with difficulty, the pain in his shoulders suddenly felt like fire erosion, and then a strong dizziness hit his mind, he only opened his eyes wide, and stood there without moving until the black mist dissipated.

Jun Huang stuck her fingers into her boots, fumbled for a wooden hairpin and threw it to Wen Shu, writing, "I don't know if the antidote brought by Shen Xiaosheng is true or not."

Wen Shu took over the wooden hairpin that was stained with blood and had a certain smell, and was completely unrecognizable. For a moment, his eyes were full of light. This person always surprised him, and he chuckled silently, "It stinks!"

How dare you dislike his smelly feet? !Junhuang snorted twice, leaned on the table, buried her head and ignored people.

Li Rui didn't take anything with him when he got off the carriage. It's impossible that he didn't even have basic wound medicine in the carriage. Wen Shu looked around, there might be a hidden compartment in the carriage——

Jun Huang lay there waiting for Wen Shu to comfort him, but he fell asleep almost on the ground, and the man ignored him.

hateful!

As soon as Junhuang raised his head, he heard Wen Shu's happy voice, "I found the ointment." He turned to him with a medicine box in his hand.

Jun Huang glanced at it with distaste on purpose, "Isn't it poisonous?" Actually, it's not necessary, it's just for Li Rui's minions.

"Don't worry, the medicine the lord himself used could be poisonous, well, it's all good medicine! It's not cheap in the market!"

Jun Huang teased, "Is it possible that Mr. Wen Shu is still short of this money?" He suddenly remembered something, and wrote: "When that woman came to talk to me, she stuffed something in my clothes. Now It fell down and got stuck in the belt, please take it out for me to have a look."

"Xiao Yan?" Wen Shu's expression was also puzzled.

Junhuang nodded, her face was a little dark, she smiled, she smiled, she called her so affectionately, why didn't she call her affectionately?He completely ignored the fact that he didn't want to see Wen Shu before, and Wen Shu didn't have a chance to call him Xiaohuanghuang.

Wen Shu untied the silk sash around his waist, helped him up, and dropped a palm-sized object, which was wrapped in a layer of white cloth.

Unraveling the white cloth reveals a brocade bag embroidered with purple hibiscus. The embroidery is exquisite, the fabric is high-quality, gorgeous and meticulous.The kit was flat, and inside was a hard, shriveled piece.

Jun Huang looked at Wen Shu, and slandered: It couldn't be that the woman had lost her love, so she borrowed his hand to send the love letter, right?

Wen Shu took out the thing from it. It was a very small silver dagger. It was no longer than the length of a finger when the handle was connected, and the blade was only about one point wide when it was attached to the scabbard.Taking off the scabbard, a silvery snow light flashed in front of my eyes, the blade was slender and delicate, as thin as a flap of cicada's wing, sharp and bright enough to clearly reflect a person's face.

Wen Shu carefully held the handle of the knife and looked closely. There was a very small cursive word "ghost" printed on the joint between the handle and the blade.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning flashed through his mind, and the black sky was instantly as bright as day.Wen Shu was overjoyed, her eyes became brighter and brighter, and the heart in her chest was beating wildly.

"Gui, a genius swordsmith." Wen Shu wrote.

Junhuang immediately understood.

The former owner of Jianjian Villa, the genius swordsmith Ah Gui, each of the swords in his hands is a weapon that martial arts practitioners can't meet but can't ask for.It is said that 50 years ago, Ah Gui witnessed a meteor streaking across the sky by the Tianshui River, and then a ball of fire fell from the sky and fell into the Tianshui River, scorching the entire river. It took two full months for the temperature on the surface of the Tianshi to drop.He burned the sky stone in the furnace for 49 days, and spent [-] days without sleep. He exhausted all his efforts to cast and forge two peerless weapons, one long and one short, one big and one small, "Tongtian" and "Zhiwei". , and then passed away suddenly due to exhaustion of effort.A Gui is a sword maker who can only look up to the insurmountable peak.

This "Zhiwei" was probably given by Fang Xiaoyan, but unexpectedly it was in the hands of the leader Lianyan.It is said that it cuts iron like mud, blows hair and breaks hair, and can even cut off Zhongnanxuan iron easily.If it was true, then the chains on his body would be nothing.

But Junhuang didn't even smile, put the dagger away properly, and said in a bad tone, "It's not because she has more love, she still wants to pester you, take this opportunity, let you obey her, right?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Wen Shu shook his hands and gave him a chestnut.

"Wen Shu, you hit me?" Jun Huang gritted her teeth, her voice raised, she covered her forehead, and stared at him in disbelief.

"Wen Shu, you have never fought with me for others..."

Wen Shu glanced at him leisurely, wiped the painting on his hands silently, and said coolly, "What's wrong with beating you? Do you want to fight back?"

Junhuang snorted, put down her finger and pointed to a little redness on her forehead, and said sadly, "Look, it's all red, it hurts..." The ending was infinitely elongated...

The spy lying on the top of the sedan chair for a long time heard the two big men flirting and flirting like a woman, that pretentious voice!

what--

Frowning in disgust, he trembled twice, goose bumps came out all over his body, it was too much to bear.Forget it, let's do it, we can go back and report to the prince.

After Li Rui heard this, the corners of his mouth turned upwards, and his eyes were full of stings, "It's okay to flirt and flirt when you are about to die, so I can rest assured. It turns out that it's not just a woman who falls in love with a man and becomes a fool. A man who falls in love with another man will also become a fool." Of course he knew that Wen Shu liked men, and he knew it early on.Wen Shu is also a rare top quality, but it's a pity that he likes women, otherwise...

Junhuang rested her chin with her hands, her eyes drooped slightly, and she looked lazy and did not speak.

Wen Shu asked softly, "Going away?"

"Yeah." The voice felt stuffy in his throat.

"Since you're gone, who do you want to show such a lady-like face?" Wen Shu glanced at him, thinking about something on the table, tapping her forehead from time to time, not wanting to talk to him at all .

Junhuang pressed his hand unwillingly, and said word by word with full of resentment, "Wen Shu, I didn't pretend, I was really angry, I'm - jealous, look, really It’s red.” That’s because he suppressed it.

Jun Huang emphasized that he was jealous so solemnly, and Wen Shu leaned forward and backward with a smile, but the expression on his face did not change at all, and calmly pushed his hand away, "Oh, you are jealous, I know."

"Wen Shu, you... uh..." Junhuang was so angry that she slapped the desk, and let out a low cry, and suddenly pressed her shoulders and fell back to her seat.