[Comprehensive martial arts] Beauty map

The sun is scorching thousands of miles, and the yellow sand is blowing by the wind.

Two strangely dressed figures dodged to avoid the golden armored soldiers and hid in a shadowy corner.

One of them asked the people around him: "Old bug, there seems to be no one in this tent?"

Although the appearance was changed, the voice could be heard. The person who spoke was Hu Tiehua, and the person next to him was naturally Chu Liuxiang.

Chu Liuxiang listened for a while, "There is indeed no one, let's go in first."

The two entered the tent again while the golden armored soldiers were not paying attention.

Inside the tent is a typical Kucha country style, but a guqin on the couch clearly told them that the person living there was a person from the Central Plains.The soft couch was a bit messy, Chu Liuxiang walked over and touched the couch.

"It's warm, it's probably not long since I left."

He looked at the qin again, his eyes sank slightly: "This is the qin without flowers."

As expected, he did not die, and he was still in collusion with Shi Guanyin, Chu Liuxiang sighed in disappointment.

Hu Tiehua noticed the picture scroll next to it, and he thought it looked familiar.

He walked over, unfolded the scroll, revealed the beauty in the scroll with a slight smile, and said in surprise, "It's her."

Standing in front of him, Chu Liuxiang didn't see the painting, looked over and asked, "Why, is it someone you know?"

Hu Tiehua scratched his chin: "It's not considered acquaintance, it's just a relationship, a masked woman, I saw her holding this painting." After thinking for a while, he said: "She was holding a pot of painting at the time. earth."

"Soil?" Chu Liuxiang looked around, saw a white porcelain flower pot on the square table beside the couch, and asked, "Is it this?"

Hu Tiehua said: "Yes, that's it. Could it be that she is with Wuhua?"

Chu Liuxiang was also not sure: "Probably."

He walked over, glanced at the scroll, and paused slightly: "It's her?"

Hu Tiehua was a little happy when he heard the words, and asked: "Why, do you know the beauty in this painting?"

Chu Liuxiang touched his nose and said, "It's also a fate."

A glimpse, like a dream, how could he easily forget that the statue of the beauty is still in his hands.I just don't know if it's her who lives in this tent.

There was nothing in the tent, so the two were about to leave. Before leaving, Chu Liuxiang pondered for a while, then walked back and picked up the scroll.

"Maybe it's hers, take it with you for now."

Hu Tiehua smiled mischievously, "Old bug, I haven't seen you for so long, and you still feel so sorry for her. You are not afraid that she and Wuhua are in the same group."

Chu Liuxiang smiled, and sighed like nostalgia: "That also fulfills the fate between me and her."

Hu Tiehua said: "Then I suggest you take that soil basin with you. She seems to take that basin very seriously. If I bumped into her that day, I would subconsciously protect this basin."

Both left and right had to take things away, even taking away a flower pot was nothing. Chu Liuxiang swept the things around and hid the things, and the two quickly left the tent together.

Qing Zhi felt very cold, she was trembling all over, and the itchiness in her throat made her cough uncontrollably.

A pair of warm hands supported her back, and patted her comfortingly. A porcelain bowl was brought to her lips. The strange smell in the bowl made Qing Zhi subconsciously avoid it.

The man faintly sighed, "Be more obedient."

After Qingzhi coughed and panted violently, she was slow to react. The person holding her at this moment is Wuhua.

She frowned slightly, subconsciously resisting Wu Hua's embrace, and even more resisting the concoction he sent.

Wu Hua hugged her tightly, sighing and worrying, "Qing'er is afraid of me."

Qing Zhi frowned and didn't wake up, but her instinctive resistance did not change at all.

When Wu Hua saw the person in her arms, even though she closed her eyes tightly, she never relaxed her vigilance, feeling a little helpless for a while.I had no choice but to put down the medicine bowl, turned around and walked out.

Outside the room is a sea of ​​bright red flowers and gorgeous scenery of yellow sand, which is indescribably charming.Wuhua inexplicably thought of the red gauze dress that Qingzhi wore that day, it was so beautiful and gorgeous, more eye-catching than the sea of ​​flowers in this piece of yellow sand.

He thought calmly, maybe this was the reason why he didn't strike hard in the end.

After all, the color makes the mind faint.

Wuhua sneered, and turned to look at Qu Wurong who was standing outside the door.

Her face was covered with white gauze, her eyes were calm and calm.

"Master is looking for you."

Wuhua said: "Got it, help me find someone and give her medicine."

Qu Wurong glanced at the room and nodded.

After Wuhua left, Qu Wurong walked in by herself, she glanced at the woman on the bed, she was not as gentle as Wuhua, she helped her up, picked up the medicine bowl, and poured it directly.

Qing Zhi coughed uncontrollably from this sudden and ferocious action, and was about to gag, finally struggling to wake up from the bewilderment.

She subconsciously grasped the hand of the woman beside her, and asked with a frown, "...you, who are you? Where is this place?"

As soon as the words came out, Qing Zhi realized that her neck was swollen and painful, and even her originally soft voice became hoarse and deep.

It wasn't a dream, Wuhua really wanted to kill her, Qingzhi held her neck tremblingly, the feeling of suffocation like a nightmare seemed to be still on her neck, which made the stinging pain in her throat more intense, and her coughing became more severe .

Qing Zhi coughed violently, the bitter smell of medicine spread from her throat to her lungs, painful and suffocating.

She never thought that Wuhua had murderous intentions towards her, and she was caught off guard. The feeling of almost dying was really frightening.

Qu Wurong looked at her quietly for a while, without saying anything, put down the medicine bowl and planned to leave.

Qing Zhi grabbed her dress, with the aftertaste of fear on her fingertips, she asked hoarsely, "What did you drink for me?"

It was not an ordinary medicinal juice taste, Qing Zhi had stayed in one place for a long time before, and she was very familiar with the smell of flowers in this bowl.

Qu Wurong didn't answer her, only said: "Let go."

Qing Zhi's face was pale, but the strength of her fingertips gripped even tighter, "Please, tell me, what is that medicine?"

Qu Wurong frowned, and said bluntly: "You ask Wuhua, I don't know."

"Where did he go."

Qu Wurong said, "Stone Guanyin."

After a long time, Qing Zhi slowly let go of her hand, lying on the bed, panting in pain, she didn't know what Wu Hua gave her, which undoubtedly made her a little panicked.

The beauty picture was also left behind, and she had to find a way to go back.

When Wu Hua came back from Shi Guanyin, Qing Zhi fell into a deep sleep again, but she was full of sadness in her dreams, and the frown made people feel affectionate.

Wuhua smiled slightly, and brushed her fingertips between her brows to soothe the little melancholy.

In the next second, he saw the beautiful eyes looking at him darkly.

Wuhua chuckled lightly: "Are you awake?"

Qing Zhi asked in a low voice, "Why didn't you kill me?"

Wu Hua gently lifted her up, hugged her into her arms, and said with a smile, "Of course I can't bear it."

Qing Zhi gave a low laugh, and said sarcastically: "Are you also reluctant?"

Wuhua smiled, took out a box of ointment, lightly dipped it with her fingertips, and spread it evenly and gently on Qing Zhi's neck. , looks extremely pitiful.

Seeing the black and blue horrific pinch marks intertwined with the disguised red spots, Wu Hua said softly, "Actually, I really want to kill you."

His tone was a little regretful.

It would be a pity if he could be killed, but after a long time, he didn't care much.

The saddest thing is not wanting to kill, but wanting to kill but being unable to do so.

And he made a move, but finally withdrew it, maybe there will be no chance to make a move again.

Wuhua sighed softly, picked up the medicine beside her, "Drink the medicine."

The hot air of the decoction floated in front of his face along with the smell of the medicine. Qing Zhi smelled the familiar smell, frowned and said hoarsely: "What is this?"

Wuhua smiled: "Naturally, it's the medicine for you."

Qing Zhi laughed, as if pulling the wound because of it, coughed and panted a few times in a low voice.

"Do you need this exotic flower to cure me?"

Only then did Wu Hua understand Qing Zhi's suspicion, and said with a light smile, "Since you know the poison of the fruit of this plant, do you know whether the flowers of this plant are poisonous?"

"There are only flowers in this medicine, it is for cough and pain relief." Wu Hua said softly, "If you are worried, I will not release it tomorrow."

Qing Zhi hummed coldly.

Wuhua chuckled lightly: "So you can't trust me?"

Qing Zhi drooped her eyes, and said lightly: "Why do you deserve my trust?"

Wuhua's eyes dimmed, she curled her lips into a slight smile, put Qing Zhi down, and tucked the corner of the quilt.

"At this time, you should not believe me."

Qing Zhi didn't speak, after all, every word she uttered at this moment felt as if sand had been scraped across her throat, stinging and hoarse, it was too painful.

Wu Hua said in a deep voice: "Then you should rest well, I will be away for a few days, and tomorrow I will send someone to bring the medicine."

Qing Zhi closed her eyes, did not speak, and lay quietly on the bed, as if she had fallen asleep, but Wu Hua knew that she was not asleep.

After Wuhua looked at her quietly for a long time, she picked up the medicine bowl and left the room lightly.

After he left, Qing Zhi opened her eyes, turned her head to the direction where Wu Hua left, and was stunned, with a thousand thoughts in her heart.

The night outside the house is just right, the crescent moon is like an eyebrow, elegant and bright.

Wuhua looked up at the sea of ​​bright red flowers under the moonlight, smiled with her lips curled up, and slowly poured out the soup in her hand.

Shi Guanyin likes to use these flowers and fruits to torture and control people, but he doesn't know how to kill people who are not willing to kill in the end, so how can he let her be tortured by poppies to make her inhuman.

It's just that this is indeed a bowl of medicine, a bowl of forgetful medicine to heal the beauty's heartache.

Firstly, love and hate are eliminated, secondly, love and hatred are forgotten, and thirdly, everything with personnel is in the past.

Give another bowl tomorrow, it's almost the same.

It's time for him to deal with the troubles that Shi Guanyin caused.

Bai worry fly, huh, huh.

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