13 Shougong Sand
Yao Ling fell into the pink flowers. The sunset slowly faded with her clothes. The soft petal rain fell on the smooth back, and the scorching pain.
It's uncomfortable... I'm dying...
I'm really going to die...
Someone hugged her from behind. His body was not much cooler than Yao Ling, but Yao Ling still couldn't stop the impulse to stick himself over.
She turned around and tore off the man's last thin shirt.
I don't know where I smelled the smell of soap horns, and the fragrance of flowers that people have nowhere to hide, are overwhelming.
This way, this way...
The flustered hands and inflated hearts finally settled down. Yao Ling grasped this man tightly like a life-saving straw.
The fragrance of red and pink, she is like a soft orchid and weak grass;
The blue moon is shining, and he is like the clouds and the water.
Take flowers as the mat and smoke the wind as the quilt.
When the distant spirit lay down in front of the sky, he saw the stars shining all over the sky. She began to feel--
She doesn't need an antidote.
It hurts...
Headache...
I have a splitting headache. When Yao Ling opened his eyes, he found himself lying at home**.
I'm drowsy, but I feel that my mind is empty and a big piece is missing.
Isn't it dead? The distant spirit searched little by little in the blank memory, looking for a reason for himself to appear here.
Go home? Why... at home?
"Are you awake?"
Familiar voice. Is it... a senior sister?
"Sister Yaoyue." Yao Ling sat up slowly. I feel sore all over. Is it because you have slept for a long time?
"I can really sleep. What have you been doing these days? You can't take the commission or practice well at home. Are you playing again? Sister Yaoyue began to teach people a lesson with a straight face again.
"I...how did I come back? I remember that I should be..." Yaoling took a big sip of the tea handed over by his sister. It's in...
Daihua Mountain. A sea of wind and rain. The antidote.
She remembered.
"Is it my senior sister who helped me detoxify?" Yao Ling touched his cheek and confirmed that he had broken his arms and legs. It seems to be really all right!
"Detoxification?" Yaoyue stood at the door with her shoulders in her arms, as if she wanted to leave at any time - it was more like she had just entered the house.
"Are you poisoned? I don't know. It was Xiao Fengchuan who sent you back from Yangchun Hall. He has been taking care of you for half a day. I just came back from the sword room and came to see if you are better.
Xiao Fengchuan? By the way, he jumped into Huahai with him to find the antidote... Although I don't remember if I found it, I should have found it now.
"What about him?"
"Just left. The people in Yangchun Hall asked him to go back.
It turned out to be gone. He had a conscience and didn't leave Yaoling into the mountains after detoxification. Yaoling stretched out again: "Then I'll go to him in a few days and say thank you to him."
Sister Yaoyue was still standing at the door, neither coming in nor walking. She stared at the distant spirit with strange eyes.
"What's wrong, sister?" Yao Ling lifted the quilt and came down from **, "Senior sister, please go to work in advance. I'm fine."
Yao Yue still stared at somewhere on Yao Ling with that ambiguous look. Yao Ling was puzzled: "Sister... But what do you want to say?"
"Wo--"
No sign. A cicada wing sword in Yaoyue's hand came out of its sheath, and the blade of the sword had pointed to Yaoling's throat.
When it comes to the speed of drawing the sword, Yao Ling may not lose to his senior sister. But in this way, he was so unprepared that he was pointed at by his peers with a sword, and the distant spirit was still--
Instinctively swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Sister, you are!"
On the translucent cicada wing sword, the carved insect wing lines are natural. It is as thin as cicada wings, and there is no blood.
Yaoyue is serious. She has put the life of the distant spirit on her blade.
"Answer me honestly." Yaoyue's voice was as cold as a sword, "What's the relationship between you and Xiao Fengchuan?"
Relationship? No..." Yao Ling said angrily, "Sister, what the hell are you talking about? Put down the sword!"
It is very common to fight with the same door in the rain alley, but it is customary to use an ordinary bronze sword in the sword, so as to avoid young disciples who can't control the peerless magic soldiers and accidentally injuring the same door. Like Yaoyue, pointing the cicada wing sword at Yaoling like this, has already committed a big taboo in the door.
"Don't tell the truth? Have you forgotten how Master taught you? So shameless, even if you are the descendant of the false ancestor, I will clean up the door for the master today!"
Shameless? Clean up the portal!
Yao Ling was completely stunned. Did she do anything rebellious with Xiao Fengchuan? The matter of private automatic martial arts has been punished; and this time I went to Daihua Mountain, I didn't make any trouble.
"Can you explain it first? You point your sword at your sister, or at least give a clear reason!"
"Look at your arm." Yaoyue suddenly put down the sword, and then the blade turned, and the sharp sword spirit had cut the sleeves of Yaoling.
White arms as white as Haoxue. What's the matter?
"Do you think there is something missing?"
Yao Yue said and rolled up her sleeves. On her arm, there was a blood-red cinnabar.
Guard the palace sand.
Shou Gongsha... No more?
"This...what's going on?" Yaoling couldn't believe her eyes. She remembered that the master said that there was no palace sand, that is, no, no...
"Rain Lane is not more strict than other immortal sects, but the disciples of Rain Lane have never been arbitrarily reckless and morally demoral. Now, it's time for me to ask you what's going on."
Yao Yue took back the sword. Yao Ling stared at his pale arm for a long time and couldn't say a word.
She seems to have remembered something important!
Just before she lost consciousness because of "poisoning"!
"Is it with Xiao Fengchuan?" Yao Yue's eyes finally changed from blame to concern. She held Yaoling and sat down. "When he came back with you on his back, I saw that both of you were a little... untidy clothes..."
Yao Ling blushed. She covered her ears and shook her head vigorously and shook off Yao Yue's hand: "Impossible, absolutely impossible! This is not true! No!"
Let her be alone.
Yaoyue went out of the house and closed the door for Yaoling. And Yaoling didn't seem to notice the senior sister leaving. She carefully recalled what happened after jumping into the sea of flowers.
......
I have no impression at all! I only remember the beginning and the end. It seems that I took off my clothes because I felt very hot at the beginning. At the end, I woke up in my own home!
In the middle, the most important process in the middle, why don't you remember it?
It's better to think forward: take off clothes because of heat, heat because of poisoning...
Poisoned? Life is like a dream?
"Wait a minute, sister!" Yao Ling hurriedly got out of bed to chase Yao Yue. Unexpectedly, he accidentally stepped on his skirt and fell down.
"What happened?" Fortunately, the senior sister didn't go far and turned back to the house when she heard the shouting of Yaoling.
"Senior sister!" Yao Ling grabbed Yao Yue's hand and didn't have time to get up. "The poison of 'floating like a dream' is..."
Yao Yue's face turned slightly red. She threw away her hand and threw her back to the ground.
Her blush made Yuanling's heart completely fall to the bottom.
It seems that it is really...
Is it really the legendary... love medicine?
No wonder the fireworks sister once told me in every way: This is the most dangerous poison in the world. Don't touch it. If you touch it, it will make people more uncomfortable than death...
No wonder you will get hot after eating it, and it will...
No wonder there is no palace sand now!
It seems that it is true, ten thousand, and it is true.
Yao Ling lay on the ground. First, he sniffed a few times, and tears slowly surged up his eyes. "Wow--" cried out--
"This - this is simply cheating! Wow--! I don't want to live--!"