Tao is ruthless

"Hey——" Yan Wuxie sneered, "Are you taking Yu Feichen as a filial piety? She is not afraid that Yu Feichen will come back to life."

Nangong mirror doesn't know why.

"It's fine if you don't come." Yan Wuxie took a look at Nangong Jing, raised his eyebrows slightly with contempt, "Go back and tell your master that killing Yu Feichen was the most correct thing I've ever done in my life."

Nangong Jing was dumbfounded, before she could react, Yan Wuxie had already left.

Yan Wuxie spread the hero post, informing everyone in the world to hold a succession ceremony for Shen Changce in one month.Just after the martial arts conference was over, this incident happened again. Some sects that were far away from Luoyang City simply didn't go back, and waited for the succession ceremony next month.

Shen Wuchun also received this post, he showed it to Fu Jiu, after Fu Jiu looked at it, his expression was confused, and he said: "It seems that my happy life won't be too long."

Shen Wuchun knew what it meant. After the new leader took the throne, everyone had to focus on Fu Jiu and "Yuji Mountain Qing" again.

Xie Twelve was on the sidelines checking Fu Jiu's pulse, and his face was not very good. He looked at Shen Wuchun and asked, "Grandfather, have you ever thought about returning to the Valley of Medicine Kings with me?"

Shen Wuchun was puzzled, and looked at Xie Twelve suspiciously.

Xie Twelve sighed slightly, and said, "Fu Jiu's condition is not very good."

Fu Jiu withdrew his arm calmly, his own body was aware, took out six silver needles in total during this period, and recovered nearly [-]% of his skill, but his body didn't feel relaxed, but became heavier and heavier.

"Fu Jiu has lived in a cold and humid place for ten years, and a large amount of cold poison has accumulated in his body." Xie Twelve said, "I originally planned to use acupuncture to detoxify first, but now it seems that the cold poison and silver needles are actually different. It’s strange that there’s something intertwined.”

Shen Wuchun frowned tightly, "Then what do you say?"

Xie Twelve pondered for a moment, then said: "Taking the needle is absolutely impossible, it is better to detoxify the cold poison first."

Fu Jiu had no objection, and Shen Wuchun naturally had nothing to say.

"Two things are needed to detoxify cold poison." Xie Twelve stretched out two fingers, "Tianchi water from Mount Emei, and blue flames from Blue Flame Valley."

Xie Twelve said: "The Tianchi water in Emei is not difficult. Master Qingluan allows Yaowanggu to draw water for medicine every year and distribute it to the people at the foot of Mount Emei. As for Cangyan Qinglian," he said with a frown, "Originally this blue We also have a Yanqinglian in Medicine King Valley, but that was more than ten years ago, and that green lotus has been used up as a medicine."

Shen Wuchun thought for a while, "Chu Tang is still in Luoyang City, we can tie him up and exchange him for Cangyan Qinglian."

Xie Twelve obviously didn't expect Shen Wuchun's way of handling things to be so straightforward. He thought about it and reminded: "Chu Tang is a royal family member, and there are countless masters around him. It is still difficult to get close to him."

Shen Wuchun looked indifferent, "There will always be a way."

It was getting late, everyone dispersed after discussing.Shen Wuchun went back to the room and asked the dumb aunt to prepare hot water for him to take a bath.

The bathtub behind the screen is full of hot air, and the shadows of people are printed on the screen.

Fu Jiu sat there with a nonchalant posture, but his eyes were always on the shadow of Shen Wuchun on the screen.

He thought for a while, stood up, and walked behind the screen with his snow-white clothes.

Shen Wuchun was thinking about something, her long hair like splashed ink was floating on the water, and Shen Wuchun's skin exposed on the water was soft and moist, just like a water demon.

Shen Wuchun looked at Fu Jiu, Fu Jiu also looked at Shen Wuchun, his eyes circled around him.

"What are you doing?" Shen Wuchun asked.

"I'll bring you clothes." Fu Jiu looked very calm.

Shen Wuchun stretched out his hand to pick up the clothes, and water droplets hung on his snow-white arms.Fu Jiu refused to let him pick it up, walked behind him and said, "I'll wash it for you."

"No." Shen Wuchun avoided Fu Jiu, and when Fu Jiu stood behind him, Shen Wuchun always felt numbness in his back.

"Then I'll wash with you." Saying that, Fu Jiu undressed and walked into the bathtub.Water splashed out of the tub and hit the floor.

Shen Wuchun pushed him, "Get out."

Instead, Fu Jiu gave Shen Wuchun a tug, and Shen Wuchun slipped and fell into the tub.He grabbed Fu Jiu in a hurry, choked on several saliva, and coughed.

"Look at how careless you are." Fu Jiu pretended to support Shen Wuchun, moving his palm along his waist.

Shen Wuchun knew what Fu Jiu wanted to do, but he didn't want to be in the water. The last time he played with Fu Jiu in the water, he almost suffocated several times.He pressed Fu Jiu's hand that was sticking to his flesh, and said, "Go to bed."

"Going to the bed will stain the quilt." Fu Jiu patiently reasoned with Shen Wuchun. He prefers this kind of pleasure, but Shen Wuchun is generally unwilling to make trouble with him.

Fu Jiu pressed Shen Wuchun against the edge of the bathtub, and said obediently in his mouth, and Shen Wuchun was speechless a few times.Shen Wuchun was panting so badly that he almost had to carry it on his back, and his hands and feet would tremble when he was too hard.

"Don't regret it, Shen Wuchun," Fu Jiu bit the back of his neck, "Even if you find that I am not what you remembered, don't regret it."

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Fu Jiu: Actually, I don’t really care about this matter, no matter ten years ago or ten years later, it’s me

Shen Wuchun:...

Some people seem to finish writing early and put away the manuscript, but in fact they are stepping on the point to finish writing and release

Stand hands jpg.