This Guy is Wrong

   Chapter 1134 Swordsmanship (38)

   Chuzheng didn't say to take Mingxian to find the antidote, but only said to take him out to relax. In order to take care of Mingxian's messy problems, the whole team was extraordinarily luxurious.

  Ming Xian lifted the curtain of the car to look outside, the green mountains and flowing water, the idle clouds and wild cranes made people feel relaxed and happy, and the mood improved a lot.

  Chuzheng leaned against the wall of the car to read a book, with an incense of tranquility burning beside him.

   Such a day, Mingxian never dared to think about it before.

  Mingxian lowered the car curtain and moved to Chuzheng's side. Chuzheng glanced at him, and the latter fell directly on her lap: "Where are we going?"

   "Just walk around." Chuzheng moved the book away to make his pillow more comfortable: "You don't like being outside?"

   "No." Mingxian picked up a strand of hair, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed: "It's good to be with you anywhere... It's just that sometimes it feels like a dream. I'm afraid that when I wake up from the dream, you won't be there anymore."

   "His..."

   Mingxian gasped.

   "What are you pinching me for?"

  Chuzheng let go of his hand holding his arm and said confidently, "Let you know that you are not dreaming."

   Mingxian: "..."

   Chuzheng and Mingxian met eyes, the air was inexplicably quiet, and the sounds outside seemed to disappear.

   She slowly lowered her head, held Mingxian's lips, and tossed and turned to kiss him.

Snapped--

  The mask fell, turned around, and fell to the ground on his back.

   Chuzheng's fingertips stroked Mingxian's forehead, and his fingertips slowly brushed over the scar.

   "How did you get this injury?"

  Mingxian raised his hand to cover Chuzheng's hand, looking a little dazed: "When leaving Kongming Valley, I accidentally fell off a cliff."

   At that time, he was frightened and stumbled away from Kongming Valley.

   On a snowy day, he was not very old, and his family died tragically. Various factors intertwined, causing him to fall accidentally.

   When he woke up, he was rescued, and the wound on his forehead was also there.

  Mingxian didn't want Chuzheng to see it, so he buried his face in her arms: "Don't look at it, it's not good-looking."

"I do not mind."

   "I mind." Mingxian's voice was a little dull: "Will you think I'm ugly in the future?"

   Maybe one day, she will finally get tired of him looking like this.

   But on second thought, he doesn't have much time.

  Chuzheng touched his head, and gently stroked his hair which was not soft: "No." You are a good person, how dare you despise you.

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  The customs and customs outside the territory are different, and the clothes are very different. The villain A and B don't know where to get two sets of clothes, as if they are about to appear on the stage to perform acrobatics.

   Chuzheng looked at them like two turkeys.

  The two turkeys didn't realize it yet, and they changed their sets every day, relying on the pocket money given by Chuzheng.

When    goes outside the territory, what Ming Xian eats becomes a problem.

   The cooks that Chuzheng brought together whispered together every day. Every time it was meal time, these cooks wanted to disappear immediately.

   If Chuzheng didn't give a lot of money, they would never be here!

  Mingxian doesn't eat, Chuzheng sometimes coaxes patiently, but if he is impatient, he force-feeds directly.

  Mingxian was devoured to the point of being unlovable, so he tried his best to eat by himself every time, and did not let Chuzheng do it.

   Chuzheng lifted the curtain and let Mingxian get out of the car.

  This is a city with a strange architectural style, most of which are in the shape of a fortress, but they are all beautifully built.

  Chuzheng led him into the side, where the members of the Brahma Sect were already taking care of it, laying carpets, and moving things.

   There are also some locals, standing cautiously aside.

  Mingxian stepped on the carpet and walked inside, coughing in a low voice: "We want to live here?"

   "Don't live."

  The languages ​​outside the region are different. They hired a translator who can speak both languages. Now the local is communicating with the people here.

   Mingxian and Chuzheng were brought inside, Mingxian didn't know what Chuzheng wanted to do, but he believed in Chuzheng, so he was not prepared.

   Until he felt sleepy: "I..."

   Before he finished speaking, Mingxian fell directly.

  Before fainting, I heard Chuzheng's voice, which was a little vague and I couldn't hear it clearly.

   Chuzheng put him next to him and asked the person waiting next to him, "Are you okay?"

   The local replied: "Don't worry, this is the best teacher here, and there will be no problem."

  Chuzheng took off Mingxian's mask, brushed the wound on his forehead with his fingertips, there was a faint light in his eyes, and he moved away after a while: "Let's start."

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  Mingxian felt that he had slept for a long time, and the swaying sound of the carriage gradually entered his ears.

   He sat up with his forehead covered. Before he could sit still, someone hugged him from behind: "Wake up."

   "I...how did I fall asleep?" Mingxian's voice was slightly hoarse.

The person behind    kissed his neck, took something beside him, and handed it to him.

   That is a bronze mirror.

   His familiar face is reflected in the bronze mirror, the only difference is that the scar on the forehead has disappeared, and it has become a lifelike... flower?

   Chuzheng rested his chin on his shoulder, and brushed his hair away with his fingertips, revealing his forehead completely.

   It was a blooming lotus flower, the petals of the lotus completely covered the wound and bloomed on his forehead.

  The cold face of the man in the bronze mirror added a bit of flirtatiousness for no reason.

  Mingxian raised his hand and touched it, it hurt a little, Chuzheng pulled his hand down: "Don't touch it, it will be fine in a few days."

   "Does it look good?"

   "Good, good-looking." Mingxian was still a little ecstatic, he looked at the person in the bronze mirror, as if he was looking at a stranger.

   Chuzheng hugged him quietly and looked at him in the bronze mirror.

  Ming Xian realized later, and found that the person in the bronze mirror also had a reduced version of a lotus flower between his eyebrows.

  Mingxian turned her head, her eyes touched the lotus flower between her eyebrows, and a burst of warmth surged in her heart.

   "Are you hungry?" Chu Zheng said, "I'll have someone give it to you... Mingxian?"

  The bronze mirror fell, making a loud noise, and someone outside asked.

   "It's okay." Chuzheng took time to respond, pushed Mingxian hurriedly, and lowered his voice to warn: "Don't make trouble..."

  Chuzheng reminded him: "It's not resolved if you don't return your body, don't make a fool of yourself."

  Mingxian looked at her without speaking.

   "Mingxian, I'm not kidding you!" Chuzheng said in a serious tone, "You can't toss your body like this."

   Chuzheng patted his back to appease him.

  Mingxian moved away silently and sat next to him, his figure reflected in the bronze mirror on the ground.

   Chuzheng sighed.

   When will the antidote be found! !

   They also went outside the territory for a while, but they inquired along the way, and no one had heard that you did not return.

   Junbugui is the name given by the martial arts people. Chuzheng asked people to directly repeat the symptoms without asking about the name Junbugui.

   This time, I quickly heard some news.

  There is indeed an antidote if you do not return...

  However, the antidote for the lord’s failure to return is only worthy of the Wuzhu from their leader.

  Wuzhu only listens to the leader, and the leader is very difficult.

  I don't love beauty or money, my only hobby is fighting.

   (end of this chapter)