Jianghuke

"It really is a drug puppet."

"Not entirely. Among your two letters, one mentioned the Qiankun Cave." Chu Qinghuan leaned forward slightly, casting a shadow on the table, his expression was gloomy, "Why do you advise me not to participate in the Qiankun Cave matter? "

Chi Heting couldn't help frowning: "You also want Qiankun Lock?"

"Do not want to."

"Since you don't want to, there is no need for Feihua Pavilion to wade into this muddy water."

"But Xuanzong wants it." Chu Qinghuan said slowly, "Fang Hongxuan seems to have some clues about what kind of treasure is hidden in the Qiankun Lock, so he wants to get it at any cost. If Feihua Pavilion gets the Qiankun Lock, he can be with Xuanzong Make a deal."

Chi Heting understood what he meant, his eyelids twitched, and said coldly: "Xuanzong will not have an antidote either."

"Xuanzong may not have one for the time being. But all the best black witches in the world are gathered there, maybe they can come up with other ways." Zhong Qinghuan glanced at him, "It's not that I don't believe in your ability, but Think of more ways."

"Impossible." Chi Heting said decisively, "Even if this antidote is really made, no one will be able to try it. Or are you willing to take it back and give it to him?"

Zhong Qinghuan raised his eyebrows in surprise, and said, "I would like to hear the details."

"There is no cure for that poison. The reason why he can still be saved is because there is another life-saving medicine and poison restraint, which prevents the poison from exerting its full effect immediately, and the strange treasure Xuanbing Coffin that can delay the poison It happens to be owned by Feihua Pavilion. Both of them are in exchange for his chance of life. Once ordinary people are poisoned by this poison, they will die on the spot, and it is impossible to have the chance to take the antidote." Chi Heting said patiently, "I The life-saving pill given to you will not exceed five in the Nine Pagodas Medicine Storehouse. Even a black witch of the third rank of Xuanzong Tiandiren dare not say that he will be able to develop the antidote within five times. After all, in the past three Over the years, I've tried . . . a hundred times."

Zhong Qinghuan couldn't help but hesitated for a moment, and said hesitantly, "Since it's so difficult, how can you try?"

"After diluting the poison several times, I can barely bear it. Even if the antidote doesn't work, it will pass after a while."

"you……"

"Since I am the top black witch in Xuanzong, you should understand that in terms of the ability to resist poison, there is nothing..." Chi Heting paused at this point, probably thinking of some incredible guy, and his face remained unchanged. He continued without a beat, "No one can compare to me."

Noon Qinghuan was silent.

After a while, he said softly: "But I don't know how long the Xuanbing coffin can last. Just a few days ago, the poison on his body spread a few inches toward the heart."

"The Qiankun Cave is dangerous and unpredictable. Are you sure that you can get the Qiankun Lock? Even so, in terms of time, Xuanzong may not be as fast as me."

"The Qiankun lock is a way. I thought you had some detailed clues in your letter to let me stay away from the Qiankun cave, so I didn't have much hope when I came to ask. If so The road is blocked, and there is another one." Noon Qinghuan didn't touch a sip of tea, but lightly stroked the tea cup, his eyes turned dark, "It can also allow Xuanzong to devote all his strength to satisfy any request made."

... the list of rewards!

Chi Heting opened his eyes wide, stood up abruptly, and blurted out: "No way!"

"He can't wait any longer."

"No day!"

"I never thought that Chidie, whose whereabouts have always been a mystery, would stay by your side forever. I don't know whether he cast himself in a trap or cocooned himself?" Zong Qinghuan threw down the teacup, stood up with him, and said calmly, "His bounty, Shu Feihua Pavilion cannot give up."

Behind the flower path arch, there was a soft sound.

Chi Heting's heart stopped suddenly, and he hurriedly said, "Sanshui, wait..."

Before he could finish speaking, a cold light suddenly lit up behind the arched door, and the sword light was fierce, flickering cold light under the moonlight, like a gust of wind and rain, intertwined into a web, and attacked towards Qinghuan unstoppably!

Noon Qinghuan hastily raised his sword to resist, backed again and again, was forced to breathe by the impenetrable rain of swords, fell into a disadvantage as soon as he fought, with several bloodstains on his body, gradually weakened, and fell into a life-and-death situation.

There was only a clang, and the swords met, sporadic sparks burst out.With one blow, the long sword dropped from his hand, and finally stopped the sharp sword light.

Gu Miao's movements paused for a moment, as if he didn't expect Chi Heting to rush out.He lost his weapon, and he didn't intend to stop, trying to snatch Chi Heting's scimitar.

Immediately afterwards, there was a short and quick close-to-body fight, with the hunting sound of the clothes ripping through the air, and it was menacing.After a few breaths, Gu Miao made a careless move, was caught at the opening, and was firmly pressed against the wall, unable to move.

His eyes did not fall on Chi Heting, but still stared at the slightly embarrassed Ron Qinghuan, his eyes were so fierce that he seemed to have been soaked in a sea of ​​blood, and he did not hide his strong killing intent. As long as Chi Heting let go, he would Able to pounce and tear people to shreds.

Chi Heting tightly clasped his wrist, pinched his shoulder with the other hand, imprisoned him between the wall and his body, and said angrily, "Gu Miao, what are you doing!?"

Just now if he had acted a little later, Chong Qinghuan would really have died.

Gu Miao slowly retracted her gaze, touched him, and the hostility all over her body suddenly dissipated, and she returned to her usual indifferent appearance, struggled lightly, didn't break free, and groaned lazily. Lowered his eyes.

"say!"

Feeling that the strength on his wrist was about to crush the bones, he finally raised his eyes, met the angry look, and said in a low voice, "Ah Chi, he wants to kill me."

Chi Heting was startled.

It seems... that is indeed the case.

There were still light sleep marks on Gu Meiren's face, and she was beaten again, frowning slightly, looking a little wronged and innocent.

"..." Chi Heting's anger suddenly dissipated, and his heart also became empty. After all, Gu Miao was indeed possessing reason, so he couldn't help but soften his voice, and persuaded him, "Then I will let you go, and you will be fine in a while." Can you stop doing it first?"

"No." The refusal was categorical, and there was no room for it.

"He won't do anything to you, I promise." Chi Heting knew that he was wrong, tried to comfort him, and unconsciously rubbed his fingers against the clasped wrist, "Don't be afraid, everything will be fine, trust me."

Gu Miao shrank her fingertips, as if she wanted to stop the tickling touch from her wrist.This move is really a bit... too intimate.

After a while, he pursed his lips and nodded lightly.

Chi Heting breathed a sigh of relief.

He let go of Gu Miao, turned around and looked at Zong Qinghuan, but saw that Zong Qinghuan was looking at Gu Miao without blinking, with a hesitant expression.

"Is that Chidie?"

"It's him." Chi Heting replied inexplicably, then stretched out his hand and said, "Are you all right?"

"It's okay." Zong Qinghuan shook his head, rejected the idea of ​​helping, looked at Gu Miao again, and finally said uncertainly, "The butterfly birthmark in the corner of the eye... I should have seen it, but it wasn't him."

This sentence can be called earth-shattering.

Chi Heting was stuck in place, his brain was buzzing, his jaw almost fell to the ground, and he stuttered: "You, what are you talking about? What have you seen!? Where have you seen it?!!"

"I can't say I've seen it before. But I know there is a picture of a handsome woman with a butterfly birthmark like this on the corner of her eye." Zhong Qinghuan didn't pretend to be a joke, and said simply and clearly, "That picture, in the In the hands of Sect Master Xuanzong."

Even if he died on the spot and came back to life, he would not be more shocked than he is now.

It took him a long time to find his own voice, which was as distant and ethereal as if coming from the horizon: "... Sanshui, do you still have a sister?"

In this way, I was wrong from the beginning to the end? ? ?

"No." Gu Miao replied bluntly, pulling him back from the sky with one sentence, "If I have sisters...how could I end up with..."

Chi Heting didn't hear what was behind him, and said, "What?"

"It's nothing." The cold eyes stared at Zhong Qinghuan again, and Gu Miao sized it up for a moment, showing a half-smile smile, "Let's not talk about the painting, the rumored white-clothed faceless Jiang Wuzhou, I can see you today, What a pleasure to meet you. Where is the real Pavilion Master Feihua? If he is safe, I am afraid he will not tolerate your offensive behavior."

Jiang Wuzhou heard the words, but looked at Chi Heting.

Chi Heting: "..."

If I knew it earlier, I should have blocked Gu Miao's mouth.

"You saw it, and he heard it." Jiang Wuzhou covered the deepest scar on his arm, and said calmly, as if he was just explaining an established fact, his voice was as cold as ice, "The red butterfly cannot stay."

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