Something is wrong with Jian Zun

The ones who came to the top of the snow-capped mountain were actually a group of mighty orthodox monks!

The young man in the lead was dressed in a moon-white robe, tall and tall, from hair crown to shoes, neat and meticulous, Yue Zhiyuan had a gentle complexion, but his eyes were sharp, just standing there, his aura was not lost Yuelaogui is not in the slightest.

It was Chu Wen, the elder brother who temporarily acted as the suzerain of Fuyue Sect.

At this moment, Chu Zhaoliu felt that Chu Wen was simply a shining Living Buddha who rescued the suffering!

Xizhou is obviously the territory of the demon cultivators, and the group of orthodox monks led by Chu Wen came at a strange time, and many demon cultivators felt their hearts skip a beat.

Most of the Demon Sect monks came to the northern border for the secret method, and the defense in the Linghe area is weak. Could it be that the righteous monks took the opportunity to kill them all the way?

But there is still the old moon eclipse ghost here, even if Chu Wen came...

As soon as the demon cultivators came up with this idea, they saw the old ghost of the eclipse moon hooking his fingers, hooking the little great-granddaughter out of the crowd, letting the little girl struggle and swear, and calmly cupped his hands at Chu Zhaoliu: "Since you saved my little girl, in return, I will not interfere in the disputes here, so I will leave."

After speaking, he took Chen Manling and left through the clouds and fog.

He walked without sloppiness, decisively and resolutely.

Mu Zhen: "..."

All the demon cultivators: "..."

The smarter ones had already slicked their feet when the old ghost of the eclipse was talking, and his brain was not very bright. Seeing him leave, he also reacted, and quickly followed behind. The rest looked at each other for a while, and slowly retreated. Binghe, who was fighting with the orthodox monk, had a pale and uncertain face.

The reinforcements had arrived, although Chu Wen seldom made a move, but it was rumored that his cultivation base was better than Gu Junyi's.

Gu Junyi killed Que Xinluo!

The rest of them, in the hands of Que Xinluo, are boneless little chickens, who would die if they were lightly squeezed, and they have no chance of winning against Chu Wen, although it would be embarrassing to be beaten away by righteous people on their own territory... …

But if you keep the green hills, you are not afraid of running out of firewood!

Besides, how did Chu Wen and the others get here? They still have to check out the situation, but don't go out, or the house will be ransacked.

After figuring out the reason, the remaining group of people also dispersed immediately. Seeing that those who usually play with power and prestige one by one slipped faster and faster one by one, Mu Zhen swallowed his anger bitterly, kicked the car, and followed him away .

Chu Wen calmly looked at the group of demon cultivators who were retreating, and had no intention of chasing after them. Seeing that everyone had dispersed, he immediately fell to Chu Zhaoliu's side. Looking at the two lying on the ground, Chu Zhaoliu's expression was so wonderful that he couldn't find words to describe it.

The senior senior brother who usually yells a few words when he accidentally scratches his skin, his face is ashen at this moment, and he can't even utter a word!

Chu Zhaoliu was afraid that he would carry his back with anger, so he quickly patted him on the back: "Brother, calm down, calm down, aren't they all still alive?"

There was a strange voice from behind: "You are too good at comforting people, take care, say a few more words, Chu Wen will really make you lose your temper."

Shi Shiran followed behind with his sleeves folded, it was actually Yan Zhuchen.

Chu Wen took a deep breath, at least to suppress the soaring blood energy, and said in a calm tone: "We came across the North Sea, and those demon cultivators will find out and return in a short time, so it's not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's leave first. "

Chu Zhaoliu didn't dare to have an opinion, the little chicken pecked at the rice and nodded obediently.

After Chu Wen heard the news about the northern border of Xizhou, he had a bad feeling. He led people across the edge of Xizhou overnight, from the icy and windy North Sea, across the towering snow-capped mountains, and behind him was a huge cloud boat waiting.

Xie Ming and Gu Junyi were still unconscious, more important than the alive and kicking Chu Zhaoliu, and were carefully sent into the consultation room.

Chu Zhaoliu and Chu Wen held their breaths and watched Yan Zhuchen take the pulse of Gu Junyi who was covered in blood first, and check the injury.

"It's not a big problem." After a long while, Yan Zhuchen put down the hand of Gu Junyi, who was as angry as silk, without changing his expression, and said in a relaxed tone, "The bones all over his body were broken in sevens and eighties, all internal organs were broken, and the spiritual veins were broken. He Dantian also suffered some injuries and lost half of his blood."

For him, it is probably a small problem that he is not dead yet.

It's a pity that Chu Zhaoliu and Chu Wen's brothers really couldn't understand this "not a big problem", and Yan Zhuchen's eyelids jumped wildly when he heard it, so Yan Zhuchen said cheerfully: "Zhaoliu gave him the Zhuanhun Pill in time. It's really not a big problem to plant a magical medicine to protect each other. The external injury is not serious, and the internal injury needs to be rested for a while. Dizzy? Quexinluo?"

Chu Zhao twitched the corners of his lips with a mischievous smile, and replied, "He himself."

Yan Zhuchen and Chu asked: "..."

Yan Zhuchen turned away without a word, took Xie Ming's hand, checked it, and his face suddenly became horrific: "Sect Master Xie, the poison all over his body, was thrown into the Hundred Poison Cup to refine Gu?"

Chu Zhaoliu's spiritual pulse was still burning, but he was used to enduring the pain, his face showed no abnormality, he suppressed the sudden itching in his throat, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Wait until he wakes up, in front of him Try saying that again."

"Tsk," Yan Zhuchen's face was thick, and he picked up Xie Ming's arm to check, plausibly saying, "I can't beat him, how can I get back my money if I don't say a few more words while he is unconscious? When Xie Zongzhu wakes up, Who dares to speak ill of his face... Huh?"

Noticing the blood-red curse mark spreading from the wound on Xie Ming's wrist, Yan Zhuchen's face that was originally relaxed and joking turned serious.

Chu Wen's heart tightened: "How is it?"

Chu Zhaoliu clenched his fan tightly, breathing unconsciously.

"This..." Yan Zhuchen frowned, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "If I guessed right, this should be a poison mark, but it's different from ordinary poison marks. This is the first time I've seen one. , have to check it out."

Chu Zhaoliu's heart sank, but he didn't show it, and said clearly: "Xie Ming fought with Lian Chi at that time, it should be poisoned by Lian Chi. Before he passed out, his eyes were red and fierce, probably because he fought with God. Know the related poison."

No wonder it was difficult to distinguish the poison from the demon king who is famous for poison.

Yan Zhuchen nodded as if he had realized something: "After you say that, I have some direction. Don't worry too much for now. I see that Xie Zongzhu's pulse is quite stable. It should be because I don't want to wake up. I will prepare a few medicines first. , Clean up the remaining poison on his body."

Xie Ming and Gu Junyi were generally fine, but Chu Zhaoliu finally returned to his original place with a high hanging heart, and said happily: "Then you can rest assured. Senior brother, you came here in time this time ,Ha ha!"

Before the "huh" was over, the two of them looked at him in unison, and the eyes they stared at him were not kind: "Why can you rest assured?"

"Xiao Zhaoliu, have you forgotten that you are still there?"

Chu Zhaoliu was stunned for a moment, and under the silent and serious eyes of the elder brother, he didn't dare to shake his fan anymore.

There was no third bed in the room, and he was embarrassed to grab the bed with Gu Junyi, a seriously injured patient with broken bones, so he consciously went to Xie Ming's bed, squeezed Xie Ming in, lay down and stretched out his hand , still not forgetting to explain to himself: "It's an emergency, and I only unblocked after taking the medicine you gave me. A little problem, it's not worth making a fuss... Ouch!"

Yan Zhuchen didn't even raise his eyelids, and skillfully pricked a needle into his hand: "I think you owe it to me, you dared to kidnap Xie Ming and come to Xizhou, your big brother heard the news, and you left Fuyue overnight Shan came here with people."

It just so happened that Yan Zhuchen was invited out of the valley and was on the front line of Linghe when he bumped into Chu Wen and came with him.

The three juniors were about to lie down in a row, Chu Wen felt distressed and had a headache seeing it, and wanted to just lie down and forget it.

"Well, I didn't forcefully take the second medicine to unseal it." Yan Zhuchen took Chu Zhaoliu's pulse carefully, and nodded in relief, "It's pretty obedient."

Chu Zhaoliu twitched the corner of his mouth, and agreed with a guilty conscience: "Just follow the doctor's advice."

Among the three, Chu Zhaoliu was the least injured, so he just needs to rest. Anyway, the most worrying one is not half dead, and Chu Wen's black face like the bottom of the pot eased a little.

Seeing that Yan Zhuchen was about to leave, Chu Zhaoliu suddenly thought of a patient again. He pulled the fan into Xie Ming's arms, fished out the little yellow-haired bird that was almost crushed, put it on the fan, and handed it to Xie Ming, holding his nose. From a distance: "Hey wait! Brother Yan, there is still a patient waiting for treatment."

Yan Zhuchen: "..."

Yan Zhuchen took over the small circle of Chirp, and for a moment didn't know how to treat the bird. He pressed his index finger on the little round bird's stomach, and poked it against the soft down: "It seems that the spiritual power is exhausted. It stays in a place full of spiritual power, and it will wake up in a few days."

Chu Zhaoliu's nose was a little itchy, and he couldn't help but raised his head again: "Let him sleep in the same bed as the second senior brother, I can't take it anymore."

Yan Zhuchen has been too busy recently, and the prescription that Xie Ming promised to study was interrupted halfway through. Seeing that his nose and eyes were red, he said "exhale" in a funny way, and put the little guy on Gu Junyi's pillow side.

Chu Zhaoliu took out another handkerchief, and quickly covered the little guy with his fingers.

Yan Zhuchen murmured in his heart, feeling that the interruption of the research house had to be put on the agenda, and after seeing the three people, he hurriedly left the room and went to grab the medicine.

Chu Zhaoliu received two needles, and his congested and painful spiritual veins were relieved a lot. He sat up and smiled guiltyly at Chu Wen: "Brother, sit down?"

Chu Wen stood in front of him with a sullen face, but the former suzerain, who was admired outside, couldn't take it seriously in front of the younger brother, so he had no choice but to knock him on the forehead and punish him slightly: "Little brother, in order to make me Brother, live a few more years, don't act so recklessly next time."

Chu Zhaoliu was raised by Chu Wen's preaching, and he was very handy in dealing with it, so he nodded obediently: "I know I was wrong."

Dare to do it again next time.

This time, two fell down at once, and the impact was too great for Chu Wen. His trivial words turned into a long sigh when he came to his mouth. Seeing that Chu Zhaoliu's face was pale and weak, he couldn't bear to say more , patted his head gently: "Senior brother is here, don't be afraid, go to the next door and rest for a while."

Chu Zhaoliu hesitated for a moment, then shook his head: "I'll just rest here, so that when the second senior brother and Xie Ming wake up, they will know as soon as possible."

Knowing that Chu Zhaoliu was definitely worried about the two people in the house, Chu Wen didn't stop him, and smiled gratifiedly: "Young brother, this is the end of the old feud with Ah Ming? I don't know why they were so tit-for-tat in the past..."

It's okay if Chu Wen didn't mention it, but once these four words were mentioned, Chu Zhaoliu's mind immediately rang out Xie Ming's unhesitating "No".

Now that we've settled our suspicions, we're friends, right?

No.

His heart was inexplicably astringent, he tightened for no reason, and he didn't want Chu Wen to see it, turned his head away, and replied vaguely: "I don't care, Sect Master Xie is not so magnanimous."

Speaking of which, senior brother is still Xie Ming's sweetheart.

Now that the sweetheart is here, shouldn't Xie Ming feel the arrival of the sweetheart like in the storybook, wake up from sleep, and reach a happy ending?

That astringent feeling turned into a sour feeling of unknown origin.

Seeing Chu Wen carefully close the door and go out, Chu Zhaoliu couldn't help kicking Xie Ming, still puzzled, took out the writing brush for drawing symbols from the ring angrily, and gestured at Xie Ming's handsome and extraordinary face Twice, fingertips paused, and a little bit of love for beauty came into being, so I didn't want to draw directly.

But if he didn't teach Xie Ming a lesson, it would be difficult for him to swallow his breath.

Chu Zhaoliu never let himself get choked up, he rested his chin and stared at Xie Ming's face for a moment, then he had an idea, took out a piece of talisman paper, drew a lifelike big bastard with a few strokes, wrote the word "Xie Ming", and pasted it When it touched Xie Ming's forehead, he felt relieved.

After tossing enough, the tiredness of the past few days came like a tide, and I lay down to sleep happily.

Probably because of retribution for doing bad things, Chu Zhaoliu soon realized something was wrong when he met Duke Zhou.

It seemed like a bad dream.

In the dream, he was also lying on the bed with his long hair loose and his clothes half-covered.

The tulle bed curtain is blown by the wind and sparkled by the candlelight, as if reflecting the moonlight on the surface of the sea at night.

The material of this gauze curtain is rare moonlight gauze, which is extremely rare, and most people would not use it recklessly to make bed curtains... This is his room in the Fuyue Sect.

There was a man standing beside the bed. Even though he couldn't see his face clearly, Chu Zhaoliu knew he was an old acquaintance. He stared at the writing brush in his hand, in a daze.

The hands holding the writing brush are slender and powerful, with well-proportioned joints, white and elegant, but they are not doing elegant things like writing poems and lyrics.

The tip of the pen, which was stained with cold water, landed on his body.

...Why is this dream getting more and more obscene!

Chu Zhaoliu shivered slightly from the cold, and let out an indistinct moan, but this reaction pleased the other party, resulting in a magnetic low laugh.

Chu Zhaoliu was inexplicably embarrassed by the laughter, and blurted out: "I won't play anymore!"

The man seemed to have expected it long ago, and his voice was still unhurried: "Oh? Ma'am, what you mean is that you want to go back on your word, and you are willing to bet and refuse to admit defeat?"

lady?

Chu Zhaoliu's scalp tingled when he was called by this name.

But the man's voice was deep and sweet, and when he yelled this, he felt it was splashed jade brushing against his ears, filled with infinite warmth and indulgence, and one couldn't help but envy the person he treated so graciously.

"If Madam doesn't want to, it's okay to suffer a little for my husband."

Chu Zhaoliu: "..."

There is nothing wrong with you, you are clearly playing hard to get!

A scheming and stinking man, who has entered his dreams so many times, and has become more and more violent, he has the ability to show his face.

He was chattering in his heart, and he had been standing by the bed. The man who couldn't see his face seemed to have heard his heart, and suddenly bent down and moved closer to him.

A small half of the face that had been covered by clouds and mists was faintly revealed. The facial contours were elegant, the jaw line was smooth, a pair of beautiful thin lips, and the bridge of the nose was straight and straight, forming a small half of a handsome face.

Chu Zhaoliu's heart skipped a beat suddenly.

This face was so familiar that it was hard to ignore.

If those slightly curved lips are pursed straight and paired with a pair of clear and cold, very affectionate light-colored eyes, this face is, isn't it...

Chu Zhaoliu was stunned for a moment, and pulled out of the dream, panting quickly, and his heart beating wildly belatedly.

He is really crazy, to imagine Xie Ming in his dream!

He was so shocked by everything in the dream that he was speechless for a long time, and it took him a while to recover before he realized that he was actually being hugged.

The person holding him seemed to be very skillful in his movements, with one arm around his neck and the other around his waist, clasping him tightly.

Chu Zhaoliu didn't know whether he was more surprised or more happy, and with a guilty conscience, he raised his head in fear: "Xie Ming? Are you awake?"

Raising his head, Xie Ming was still in a deep sleep, the talisman paper pasted on his forehead had been wiped off at some point, and the frowning brows were relieved at some point.

After going out together for a long time, Xie Ming never sleeps, speaking of it, this is the first time Chu Zhaoliu sees Xie Ming in his sleep.

It turned out that Sect Master Xie had to hug something while sleeping?

Chu Zhaoliu really didn't dare to look at that handsome and dazzling face, but was restrained almost domineeringly by Xie Ming. He wanted to break free but was afraid of hurting him. He couldn't escape for a while, so his eyes had to fall on his face. .

She was really good-looking, so it's no wonder he thinks about it occasionally.

Staring at Xie Ming without blinking for a long time, Chu Zhaoliu's eyes fell on those tightly pursed thin lips unconsciously.

It's different from the dream, it's pressed tightly without any raised arc.

How nice it would be if you could smile more...

He was thinking in a daze, and unknowingly got closer and closer, so close that each other's breath blended together, and Xie Ming's thick eyelashes could be seen clearly.

Across the curtain, Gu Junyi suddenly murmured "Tingxue".

Chu Zhaoliu suddenly came back to his senses, and only then realized that his lips were only an inch away from Xie Ming's, and if they moved a little further, they would touch each other.

... what am I doing!

I don't have enough imagination, and I'm still ready for the overlord to fight hard?

There was a blast in his head, and he exploded completely. Like a slippery fish, he swished out of Xie Ming's arms, quickly jumped out of the bed, and escaped from the room as if on fire.

The author has something to say:

Tweeting: Thank you mom, mom is so kind, mom still remembers me.

Chu Zhaoliu: I am not human.

Xie Ming: ... Well, I am not human either.