Chapter 153 is still a drop of blood from your love!

"It's not a matter of money."

Looking at his frown, it seemed to be very tricky. I asked uncertainly, "What?"

Qingtong pondered, and finally sighed and put down the brush in his hand and leaned on the back of the chair. "The gift of the enemy, the tears of the rival, the kiss of the lover, a drop of blood of the lover..."

"Fang Qingtong!" I roared, grabbed a porcelain cup placed at the head of the bed and threw it over. I don't know whether my face was angry or shy. "What a mess, are you playing with me?"

Qingtong would turn away and avoid it very calmly, while the little poor and the red warbler Cangxi quickly withdrew from the door of the bedroom as if I couldn't hide.

Qingtong leisurely brushed away some water drops from his clothes. "Isn't it a joke? You will know. I'll go to work first and come to see you later."

The door of the palace closed with a "squeak" sound. I looked at the bowl of dark medicine left on the table. At that moment, I helped out of the bed and drank the bowl clean without residue. The bitter smell of medicine instantly spread everywhere in my mouth, as if I could no longer feel the taste next to me, just like I was gradually numb. Self, if you don't have a heart, how can you have those other feelings?

Is it sour? It doesn't seem to be as soft as the sour plum.

If you taste the sweetness, those wonderful ones have been tired of it for a long time.

If you say bitterness, you can't be bitter, but Huanglian will be cold.

It's just that spicy, hurting others is always empty.

Salty is a strong medicine. One more point is too much. If one point is missing, it will not be enough. It depends on how much you choose and how much you expect. In short, the play with your appetite is endless, until you are exhausted.

Sour, sweet, bitter and salty, just like crying, laughing, scolding and sad in life. Since it's such a trouble, how about abandoning all of them?

Ordinary people say that what the two sleeves of Qingfeng throw away is the yellow and white thing, the wealth outside the body, but I feel that I was too attached to the freedom of the mortal world... Imagine, as long as my heart is light and comfortable and frank, where is not my own freedom and place to settle down? Then how can we talk about it? Let alone the freedom of the world.

It's not bad to be heartless, but too chilly for those people.

I don't know why I understood that the elders of the fox strongly opposed us from the beginning.

The fox has a saying that he only recognizes one partner in his life, and the white fox family is lonely. The white and cold cultivation can help him continue to practice and improve his skills without distraction. The reason is that he did not think at that time. What can only the martial arts idiot who kills and practice kung fu have? Condensed cultivation and years of war, the strength is naturally amazing.

Maybe it's time.

The next day, I asked the Red Warbler to gather the elders of Cangxi, Little Poor, Qingtong and Yeyi, Yexian at the Wutong Hall, ready to announce their decision, but before a few words can be said, a servant rushed into the hall, looking very panicked.

I frowned, and Qingtong beside me suddenly said, "Why is it so reckless? Don't you know what's going on here?"

Waving my sleeves to stop Qingtong's scolding, I said lightly, "What happened? Let's talk about it."

The servant first worshipped, and then said in a trembling voice, "Last night, Qixia Mountain was stolen. What was lost was a jade fan of the wife of the village owner. The village owner originally wanted to calm down, but the wife of the village owner did not follow and went to the Qixia Palace. She happened to meet Long Zun standing outside the palace, and somehow said that the jade fan in Long Zun's hand was hers. , crying..."

I narrowed my eyes, "What are you talking about?"

The servant was scared and had to continue to say, "The wife of the village also said that Long Zun ignored the legal principles of the world for the sake of the bitch, and burned, killed and looted everywhere..."

"Presumptuous!" Ye Yi suddenly cracked the armrest of the chair and got up angrily. "Long Zun's own behavior has gone wrong. Why should she blame us? In case the emperor hears the rumors of the fox Meizi side, what else can I be innocent in the south? Scholars can be killed but not humiliated!"

Qingtong frowned and muttered, "B bitch? ...Hmm, she has the guts!"

Seeing that the hall of the discussion was turned into a pot of porridge, I had a headache. When I thought that the man was now outside the palace, my heart was even more upset.

I looked at the servant who came to report faintly, "Go and invite the guests in. I won't let that kind of unreasonable person be arrogant and provocative in front of my door."

The attendant nodded as if he had got a life-saving straw and stumbled down to pass the order.

People have different expressions.

As soon as he was in the hall, he was dissatisfied. "The phoenix lord is now a venerable, and he is divided into different classes with the Qinglong who abandoned the Eastern Emperor. What if he really hangs him outside the mountain gate? Bai Wuhen was vicious. Although he used to be a very senior guy, now he has been demoted to a demon or immortal. He almost killed you in those years and didn't destroy her yuan god. If you see her again, I can't guarantee the sword in my hand..."

has always been silent about the discussion, and Ye Xian, who just came to report, also said at this moment, "People have bullied us. Fengzhu wants to hit himself in the face, and even Nandi has to lose face with us... What about Feng Jiulian's sister? At that time, I was not afraid that he was stronger than his sister. You are afraid that these two people will live on Qixia Mountain. Even if they guard the door, it will be a disaster!"

I held my chin and squinted at Ye Xian. "If you want to fight hard, I won't stop you. It's just that there will be no return. I'm afraid that Ye Yi will lose too much~"

Then, his eyes swept over the crowd, "It depends on what you think. It's unclear whether they hold a grudge against being demoted. If they don't handle it properly, it's easy to break out another war and break the existing peace. Besides, they are now lonely and with a large group of people. Is it wrong that I didn't drive them away out of morality and continue to wander to find a place to live?

There was a silence in the hall.

Suddenly, the heavy door of the hall was opened by the extremely discordant sound of kicking the door. Before the person arrived, the sound came first:

"Thank you, Linfeng! You don't have to pretend to say a big word here. I don't care about your charity and sympathy!"

Only Bai Wuhen rushed into the hall. I wonder when the remaining two will walk slower than Bai Wuhen? Under the doubts in my heart, my posture remained unchanged and said lazily, "I have never sympathized with you and Feng Jiulian. How can I give alms?"

Bai Wuqi choked, "But you just..."

"Qixia Mountain is full of aura, and Feng Jiulian is willing to bend to this only for the recovery of your and the people's cultivation. It's just a deal with him. I gave him part of my territory. He looked at the mountain gate for me. This is also a charity. I don't think there is no monk in the world..."

"Brother?"

At this time, the figure outside the door shook and stepped in.

As soon as Bai Wuhen saw the person coming, he immediately jumped into the man's arms and shouted "Brother" very complicatedly.

I can't care about the strong feelings over there, and my eyes fall tightly on the green shadow that came in!

He looked good and took back half of his heart, and even his momentum had not changed. He returned to the cold-faced vener who was indifferent to anything, silent, powerful, but lonely...

I bowed my head and panicked for no reason. Did he forget Shen Jingheng? Now he is not angry at all. He is no longer as smiling and angry as Shen Jingheng used to be. The mask-like shell makes me unable to see what he is thinking now.

Once Murong Yuexi and once Muroxi are the same... It's okay if he leaves, but he doesn't even leave a trace of expectation... I can't ask for it. This feeling seems that I haven't tasted it for a long time. Today, it hit my heart again, as if it has returned to the days of thousands of years ago, the torment. It is difficult for people to sit still.

The cold and arrogant blue eyes did not look at me, but frowned at the person who came in one step behind him and said lightly:

"What are you doing with me?"

After that, a mysterious shadow stood firmly, revealing its familiar facial features, and stood in the eyes of Your Highness from afar to me, "Xiaoyuan, can my memory be restored?"

The phoenix who was saved was once called Xie Linfeng, but because she admired the life-saving person, she called Linyuan with the name of the boudoir given by her benefactor. Xuan Jing is his word, but now I dare not call him easily, especially in front of him.

How can you be qualified to be such a close and ambiguous call when you give your heart to others?

I was slightly stunned, and then suppressed my thoughts and smiled calmly, "Sloppy, thanks to your Xuanzuo Xizun, you have lost your magic power and made tampering from it, and the seal and memory can naturally come back to me effortlessly~"

It's not a bad thing for Xuanzuo to come. At least I don't have to face the blue shadow alone. I'm a coward, and I've always been.

"I'm flattered." Xuanzuo answered faintly, ignored this side, and found a seat to sit down... Well, he really know how to choose this position!

The corners of my mouth and eyes cramped and looked at Xuan Zuo as if no one walked up to the high level in the hall, and went straight to the empty couch on the left beside me. A robe sat down, which was very elegant, which made everyone take a breath.

I glanced at Xuanzuo with no trace from the corners of my mouth and sighed in a voice that only two people could hear, "Brother, do you know the meaning of this position?"

Xuan Zuo silently has a righteous and awe-inspiring face and the secret art of voice transmission. "Naturally, I know that Phoenix's partner can have a second honor, right? The right is above ten thousand people under one person. Who doesn't care? As soon as his eyes were raised, his always cold eyes flashed with a trace of proud provocation and fell on the green shadow of His Highness.

I looked along Xuan Zuo's sight. When I really saw the fox's face standing there colder and colder, I quickly pushed Xuan Zuo to try to make him sit down consciously. However, Xuanzuo was unmoved by how I secretly made small movements, as if he had taken root on this high couch.

Suddenly, Xuan's left side clasped the back of my head and pressed it on my lips, which almost slapped Xuan Zuo's head...

"You?!" I slapped Xuan Zuo's ear and scraped, gasping angrily, and I couldn't really penetrate this person's heart with a sword. I was indignant, and Your Highness was even more strangely silent.

Seeing that I was really annoyed, my eyes suddenly darkened. I would look up and feel a familiar breath coming to my face. My eyes were full of cyan, which symbolized the new life. When I reacted, the surroundings had already changed. How could it be the noisy and annoying scene in the hall?

The fox loosened my waist and stood in front of the only banyan tree in the courtyard with his hands on his back. I don't know what I was thinking.

I don't know when there are more things in my hand.

A jade folding fan, a few drops of water in a transparent small bottle, and... a sharp dagger.

I'm a little puzzled, "What do you mean?"

"Before going to Qixia Palace, Feng Jiulian advised me to stay on Qixia Mountain. This jade fan was given to me by Bai Wuhen in the name of sending you."

The gambling heart no longer has a trace of good impression left just now. I grabbed the things in my hand quite irritably and turned my head stiffly. "Are you here to show off your popularity? Bai Wuhen married the woman who married Feng Jiulian.

He still did not turn around and stroked the banyan tree in front of him with one hand, and his voice did not fluctuate, just like me and him who used to stand in front of this tree, holding up the courage to confess to him in front of me. He looked so ruthlessly refused:

"The gift of the enemy, the tears of the lover, the kiss of the lover, a drop of blood of the lover..." The fox suddenly turned around, his eyes were heavy, and walked towards me step by step, and then settled in front of me. He grabbed my hand holding the dagger and put the sharpness of the dagger against my heart. "If you still love me, stab the dagger down. Go."

I'm shocked. What is he going to do? Obviously, it means not to provoke my alienation, why do you still say these futile and confusing words?! No, what is he going to do? Why do you hold a dagger to your heart?!

seemed to understand what I was thinking, and a momentary change flashed on his expressionless face. "I've always believed in Qingtong's words. I just... don't want you to be gone."

Qingtong has always only done things according to his own preferences. He has never said that he is loyal to anyone, nor is it a betrayal.

The panicked heart calmed down in an instant.

I don't know whether the words of that day were deliberately spoken to the fox's eyeliner, or he found a channel to "leak" it out ~ or maybe someone else...

I smiled bitterly, and then I was desolate. I broke away from him, threw the dagger far away, and retreated step by step, and the things in my palm were scattered on the ground. "So, Xuan Zuo is so presumptuous because he believes Qingtong's words?"

“......”

"Ha..." I suddenly turned my back and covered the coldness that slipped from the corners of my eyes, and my voice was not warm. "I never believe what Qingtong said. He has made jokes for so many years with a harmless appearance. I knew that he was too lonely to have fun, and I don't know whether he was playing with you or playing with me to see jokes. These You take it back, I don't need it!"

The wrist was tightly held by a burst of force. "I don't care about this, I just can't look at you..."

"Lean go!"

“......”

"Isn't it?"

with a sigh, "It's not that I can't let go, it's that I can't let go at all... Is it really that difficult to be with me?"

"You give me some time."

The voice suddenly became cold, "What if I say, I can't wait any longer?"