The Journey of Flower: Affection is revealed

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　　 But things didn't seem to end so easily. Tang Bao never came back, and he couldn't contact him. He wrote to Dongfang, and he never responded. Luo Shixi was so anxious that he was going crazy, only to rush to the Pavilion of Immortality to **** the Sugar Treasure back. The master seldom eats with her again, nor does he go to the Hall of Unfeeling, and spends most of the time in the quiet room alone.

The Fairy Sword Conference is approaching day by day, and everyone is busy preparing or stepping up to practice. Hua Qiangu couldn't calm down no matter what, he was always worried about Bai Zihua, but he seemed to avoid her intentionally, and it was hard to see each other.

One night she tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. Suddenly she heard a vague sound of breaking the tea cup. She suspected it was her own illusion, and it seemed to be coming from the master's room. Thinking about it, he didn't feel relieved, so he put on his clothes and took a look.

Walking around for a long time, I didn't dare to go in when I walked outside the master's door and saw the lights were dark inside. Recently, the master has been very strict with himself, especially he doesn't like to disturb him all the time.

Standing outside the door for a while, hearing nothing inside, turned around and planned to leave quietly. After walking a few steps, I suddenly heard a slight scraping sound of glass shards on the ground. The sound was not loud, but in the silent night She was very harsh in her ears. She was shocked and stopped moving. After a while, I heard another slight cough, which was extremely small and forbearing, but in an instant it broke her nerves to the extreme.

Turning his head and ran to the master bedroom, without saying anything, kicked the door open with one kick.

"You..." Bai Zihua saw that the door suddenly opened wide, and Hua Qiangu stood by the door stupidly looking at him, his eyes filled with surprise and panic. He struggling to prop up his body with one hand, and covering his mouth with one hand, but the continual pouring of blood instantly dyed his white sleeves red.

"Master!" Hua Qiangu rushed in front of him and lifted him from the fragments of the cup beside the bed. The internal force and infuriating energy are constantly entering his body.

"You...you coughed up blood again..." Hua Qiangu's voice was trembling. I reached out to get his pulse, and he was so weak that he had little power left. She knew it! She knew it! This poison can't be solved so easily, the master desperately supports it like this, the immortal power is getting weaker day by day, and one day he will die.

"Master..." Hua Qiangu helped him lie down on the bed, and hurriedly took out a piece of white silk from his arms to wipe off the blood on his lips. His life, his skill, and his immortal energy are also constantly losing with the blood. In the moonlight, the complexion is paler than the paper.

Bai Zihua knows how long she can't keep it from her.

"I'm fine, Xiaogu, you can go back."

Hua Qiangu knelt by his bed and held his hand: "Master! Is there no way to detoxify?"

Bai Zihua didn't want to lie to her, so he shook his head gently: "The poison has entered the bone, and there is no cure."

Hua Qiangu took a breath and said unwillingly: "You must tie the bell to untie the bell. What if the Shennong cauldron is used to refine the antidote?"

Bai Zihua still shook his head: "It's too late..." It's nothing more than light poisoning. After being inhaled into the cauldron, the poison has already been refined into every inch of his body. He will slowly lose the immortal body and then turn into flying ash. All he can do is try to control himself not to be controlled by poison, fall into the magical way, and try to postpone this day.

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it!" Hua Qiangu clutched his hand and shook his head desperately, looked at the blood all over the floor, and suddenly reacted: "Right! My blood! Master, my blood! "The master had drunk her blood before, it would be much better!"

Hua Qiangu grabbed the debris from the ground and cut it off his wrist forcefully.

Blood gushing out, Bai Zihua only smelled a strange fragrance, and instantly lost control of his mind. The sudden surge of greed and hunger in his body was something he had never experienced before.

"Go away!" Bai Zihua whispered, pushing her arm away violently. How can he survive by consuming the blood of his disciples?

"Master!" Hua Qiangu reluctantly stretched out his arm in front of him, "If you don't drink it, just let it drain like this."

"You..." Bai Zihua became angry for a while.

"Small bones have a lot of blood. Master, you can drink it, it doesn't matter. As long as you can save the master, Xiao bones are willing to do anything!"

A drop of blood dripped on Bai Zihua's face, which was a little bit beautiful and poignant against the pale face. Bai Zihua's mind was dizzy under such a strong smell that couldn't be removed. Finally he couldn't hold back his lips and covered Hua Qiangu's wrist, and there was nothing to see except a patch of scarlet.

Hua Qiangu felt her master's two thin lips stay between her wrists, and her body seemed to be pierced by an electric current, her legs were numb, and her body trembled. Kneeling on the ground, leaning on the couch weakly.

After a long time, I watched Bai Zihua and fell asleep quietly. Hua Qiangu pulled his arm away, only to feel that the place where the wound was sucked by him was hot, but the feeling was not painful.

I randomly pulled a piece of cloth to wrap the wound indiscriminately, then began to clean the ground, and replaced Bai Zihua with blood-stained bedding and white shirt.

Only then got up and went back to his room, because he had lost too much blood, his feet staggered a little.

On the second day and the third day, the master did not come out of the room. On the fourth day, the effect of touching the blood should have passed. At night, before she came to Bai Zihua’s door, she heard Bai Zihua’s voice cold. It's cold.

"Go back!"

"Master, but poison..."

"No need, I said I heard it back!"

Hua Qiangu has never heard of Bai Zihua's stern tone, and she is even more afraid. Turned around to think about it, but was afraid that he would become poisonous and vomit blood constantly. I thought that even if I disobeyed the master's order, I couldn't ignore it, so I wanted to push the door and enter again.

Unexpectedly, a silver bullet came, and it was in the middle of Hua Qiangu's knee, Hua Qiangu knelt down in pain.

"What did you say for the teacher? You didn't hear it, didn't you?"

Hua Qiangu felt aggrieved and bitter, and bowed his head and said: "Disciple obeys." Then he stepped back.

The next day, a bowl of blood-red lotus soup was placed in front of Baizihua's door, which was made by Hua Qiangu with his own blood. But the whole day was motionless.

The next day, he changed a bowl of white fungus porridge made with blood, and Baizi did not move.

On the third day, I changed a bowl of red date soup, but I haven't touched it at all.

The fourth day and the fifth day...

On the sixth day, when Hua Qiangu went to collect the bowl and put the food at his door. The door finally opened.

Bai Zihua described haggard and red eyes, pinched her neck with one hand and brought her to him. The first time Hua Qiangu saw Bai Zihua's eyes, there was a vague flash of anger.

She put the bowl in front of him with a trembling voice: "Master, eat something..."

Bai Zihua let go of her imprisoned hand weakly, and staggered back two steps. As upright as him, seeing through life and death, how could he tolerate himself drinking her blood repeatedly? Why did she force herself?

Hua Qiangu knelt down at his feet, tugged at his robes, and begged in a low voice, "Master, don't leave the bones. If something really happened to you, what should you do with the bones? Please, bones. His blood is not a rare thing. It won’t die if you lose a little bit of bone. I just ask the master to last a day or a day, and the little bone will definitely think of a way to save the master!"

Bai Zihua felt a headache, but looking at her, there was no idea for a while. She has always been free of life and death, and acted indifferently, but when did she become so involved. There was a knot in the confusion, and the poison gas corroded inside and outside, and couldn't help adding a few magical qualities.

Hua Qiangu was raised by him and stood up, letting him raise his right hand high, before she could react to what was going on. There was a pain in her wrist, and she was surprised to find that Baizi's painted tooth had pierced her skin, and blood rushed out.

Hua Qiangu's feet suddenly softened, but his body was supported by Bai Zihua in time.

The whole body is already stiff, and the only sensation is the place where Baizi's lips and teeth meet on the wrist. The raging flames that spread from there swept up and down respectively, burning her whole body hot.

Desperately biting his lower lip, he stopped making strange noises. The blood seemed to be proud of being sucked by him, rushing out in a hurry. Unparalleled numbness and happiness surged like a storm. At this moment, even if she was chewed up and eaten by the master, she was willing to eat.

Bai Zihua drank her blood for less than five seconds, then immediately let go, and instantly tapped her acupuncture points to stop the bleeding.

But to her, it seemed as long as centuries, with red waves turning the sky, seas and mountains, and the already trembling world finally ushered in a gorgeous overturn in such a moment of desperation.

Bai Zihua walked into the room without looking back, and then closed the door.

Hua Qiangu raised his right hand to look at the deep tooth mark on it, and leaned weakly against the wall.

"Qiangu, what do you pick up so many Astragalus, Angelica, Codonopsis, and Ligusticum chuanxiong? These medicinal materials are used to nourish blood for women with postpartum hemorrhage during confinement."

Liu San from the Medicine Pavilion looked at her puzzledly.

"Oh, I suffered a little injury last time and lost too much blood. It's not good now. I want to make up for it before the Fairy Sword Conference." Hua Qiangu looked embarrassed.

"Well, yes, there is a thousand-year-old ginseng in the top drawer on the west side of the top floor. It was brought by the head of Laoshan not long ago when he came to pay his respects. You can take it and eat it together."

"Thank you." Hua Qiangu smiled and nodded to him.

Out of the medical court, she went to the kitchen to get ingredients. Tang Bao is not there, and the master is poisoned again, her life seems to be tilted and confused.

Suddenly someone patted her behind him, and turned his head to see that it was a new wind.

"The Fairy Sword Conference is coming soon, how are your preparations?" Shuofeng asked as she helped her put the rice noodles into the bag.

"Well, it's okay."

"Is the injury healed?"

"Okay."

"Why do I think your complexion is not right?"

"No, haha, we seem to have never tried it before, I don't know if we can touch it this time. If you lose to me then, don't be too embarrassed!"

Shuofeng nodded in relief when she saw her mischievous smile.

Hua Qiangu went back to the Hall of Unfeeling to fix everything, went to the master, and found that he had gone to the back mountain to retreat. Perhaps it was to avoid herself, she was panicked thinking about it.

The poison is so powerful, the time of the master is running out, what should I do? Could it be that all you can do is donate blood?

Take out the snow-white silk cloth from her arms. On it is the Baizi painting she drew a year ago. He has worked hard for a long time. Although it is only a freehand figure of him standing on the dew wind stone overlooking the mountains, it looks very similar.

Now, it is stained with dried-up dark red blood stains.

Hua Qiangu felt a pain, lay down on the grass under the tree, and covered her face with silk cloth. The bit by bit of the two people getting along came to mind. How did the master care for her, carefully teach her, and sacrifice her life to save her. How could she be rewarded for such kindness?

Because of too many nights secretly guarding outside the door of Bai Zihua, without closing her eyes, she was extremely sleepy and fell asleep in a daze. The strong wind blows, and the silk cloth on her face blows far away, and another strong wind, the silk cloth flutters and flies down the Hall of Unfeeling, and falls into the back mountain of Changliu.

Ni Mantian still practiced swords by the usual stream, and after returning from Taibai Mountain, she worked harder and harder. The jealousy in my heart is almost crazy because of the splendid limelight.

What's better about her? She can still get the help of so many people, what kind of mysterious scholar, the monarch of the devil, and the emperor of the world. But it's just a stinky hairy girl who is not tall enough to her chest!

She knows that she is no longer a one-and-a-half move now. It is impossible for her to win by the same luck as last time, so she can only practice here desperately.

Why! Why! If you obviously lose to yourself, why can you be regarded as a subordinate? Why can it be better year after year! And I really miss her so much!

Ni all over the sky swinging swords and hacking, splashing water everywhere. Suddenly saw a white silk floating in the sky. He stretched out his hand and sucked it in and took a closer look.

"Isn't this the superior?"

Ni Mantian has been proficient in the rhythm of poetry and pictures since he was a child, which is naturally many times stronger than that of being a monk. Seeing the endless deep affection contained in the lines, I couldn't help but be funny. A closer look revealed that a flower character was embroidered in the blood-stained corner, and he was shocked.

After a while, there was another coquettish laughter, and even the birds and beasts swimming fish could not help but startled with goose bumps.

Ni Mantian didn't return to the Hall of Greed, but went directly to the Hall of Unfeeling. Hua Qiangu, who woke up, was looking for the piece of silk in a hurry.

"Little Master, what are you looking for?" Ni Mantian stopped on the tree and looked at her with a smile.

Hua Qiangu's heart tightened: "Why are you here! Who allowed you to go to the Hall of Unfeeling!"

"Oh, I'm kind, I came here to return something to the young master! Master, but this is what you are looking for?"

Nimantian took out the silk cloth and shook it in the air.

Hua Qiangu's face changed as soon as she saw it.

"Give it back to me!"

She flew to grab it, but was dodged by Ni Mantian lightly.

"Little Master, what are you doing so fiercely, I didn't say not to pay you back!"

Hua Qiangu's teeth trembled slightly: "What do you want to do?"

"I don't do anything! I just didn't expect that Changliu Mountain would have you such an unscrupulous disciple."

Ni Mantian suddenly raised his eyebrows, with a stern expression: "Hua Qiangu! You are so brave! Is it what you can like to be respected? It is simply a treason, in vain of Gu Lunchang, guilty!"

Hua Qiangu only heard a loud bang, and his brain instantly became blank.

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