The Fall of a Tyrant

更新时间2015-5-14:57:59字数：2888

The sky was white and misty in the morning.

In the elegant and comfortable garden, it is quiet and beautiful. Occasionally, a few handsome servants will rush back and forth, holding pots filled with brown-black liquid, and the delicate and elegant pavilion is full of A light herbal scent.

There is a large screen with flower pictures in the room. Looking through the screen as thin as a cicada's wings, one can vaguely see a slender and tall figure sitting on the pear railing with his hands on, exhaling a trace of anxiety from time to time.

Even the delicately blooming lotus flowers in the pond can't neutralize the smell of medicine in this room.

Midorima's handsome face was frowning, her eyes were fixed on the huge medicine barrel in front of her that was big enough to hold three people, and she couldn't arouse any interest in the spring scenery behind her.

At this time, the naked Vulcan in the barrel had already lost consciousness, and he seemed to be in deep thought amidst the clouds and smoke.

Finally, Midorima stood up after thinking twice, hooked his belt with his slender fingertips lightly, and the smooth and elegant robe slowly fell down, followed by the inner shirt, the waistband of the trousers, until the clothes were all gone, Exposing the somewhat sickly fair skin.

He skillfully pulled out the bamboo-green jade hairpin in his hair to fix the ink-splashed black hair behind his head, and then stepped into the medicine barrel.

Midorima hesitated a little, his eyes didn't move half a bit, he raised his hand to caress the wet red hair of Vulcan, fondled those two plump lips that were tightly pressed together, the words that came out were full of regret, I don't know what he meant Give yourself or that man.

He said softly: "There are tens of thousands of people in this world, why is this person you? Even though I have no intention of male sex, now I have to get close to you. If you are lucky enough to wake up, I will repay you double. If you Just go to sleep and save me, and you can be regarded as saving a little virtue for the evil consequences of your life."

Taking advantage of the residual heat from the bucket full of water to nourish their bodies, Midorima raised Vulcan's bent legs and squeezed inside.

The smooth feel on Vulcan's legs was something Midorima never expected. His gradually changing eyes looked at the man's honey-colored strong figure, and the thin water vapor seemed to cover the man's neck, slowly Slowly descending, flowing over the red fruit that has been soaked by the water temperature, it is a scene of obscenity ╭(╯ε╰)╮.

During this period, Midorima, who was thinking of a quick battle, violated his original wishes, and subconsciously, letting his own mind act, he kissed Vulcan's lips like a superficial water, thinking carefully.

That is the indescribable softness and heartbeat of Midorima.

The lotus flowers in the pond are swaying gently. After the morning mist, the transparent dewdrops are left rolling on the smooth lotus leaves, waiting for the brilliance of the morning sun to absorb them all.

On the exquisite pavilion built on the water, the scent of medicine that filled the room has been replaced by an intoxicating atmosphere.

The black-haired man pressed the red-haired man against the edge of the medicine barrel and hit him lightly. He kissed the restless sleeping man deeply, calling his name repeatedly from time to time.

"Vulcan, Vulcan."

Even if you blame me and hate me, that is an unchangeable fact.

When the sun was rising, the ray of light illuminated the two snuggling together in the room.

Midorima called out, and when the servant who had been waiting outside for a long time responded politely, he spoke clearly again.

"Bring over the 'rebirth' from my pharmacy."

"Returning to life" is made from medicinal materials that are extremely precious in the world, the process is extremely complicated, and the success rate is even rarer, even if the two peerless doctors who have rejuvenated their hands are afraid that there are only a few.

Even though he has studied medicine for five or six years, he has never given it to anyone. How can such a precious thing be given to those who don't care about it.

It's just that, apart from now, he doesn't know how long he should treasure it? !

He kissed the corners of Vulcan's closed eyes, and said to himself: "I hope this 'resurrection' can save your life."

As the sun rose high, the man with black hair became more and more unwilling to let go of his hand.

After a few days.

Green Room is sitting in an octagonal pavilion full of flowers. Although it is a garden, the light-colored flowers are surprisingly elegant.

He held the account book of Bizhulou and looked through it carefully, while the servant standing beside him carefully poured tea for him.

The fragrance of tea permeated the air, and that unusually handsome man looked extremely comfortable.

There was a sound of hurried footsteps coming up the path, Midorima first frowned in displeasure, seeing that person's gorgeous body and gorgeous hair color, he just glanced away and then smiled calmly. Meaningful.

When Akashi came to the pavilion, Midorima took the account book in his hand and told the person to go down, and then motioned to Akashi, "Please sit down" with an extremely warm smile.

"Why is my cousin in such a hurry, is there something important to discuss with me?"

"Where's that bitch?"

Akashi spoke directly.

He was suspicious a few days ago, why Vulcan didn't come to him, normally speaking, within two nights, that man would have the cheek to knock on the door, but now it's been several days, and he hasn't even seen a shadow Pass.

When he came to the door in person angrily, he heard the servants say that the room was empty. No, he came directly to find the person in charge of Bizhulou. He really wanted to know what that man was doing behind the scenes. people's business.

Lu Jian's eyes sank slightly, and he replied lightly: "Dead."

Akashi was taken aback, how could he believe it, he should feel very happy when he heard the news of the man's death, but why was he so anxious.

His eyes turned cold, and his tone was indescribably cold: "Are you kidding me? He is the fearsome head of the Yuhu Hall. How could he die inexplicably in just a few days? I'm curious who has such a big Can you subdue him?"

Midorima looked at him with raised eyebrows, the meaning behind those words was hard to figure out.

"Didn't I tell you that he is poisonous? And the poison has absorbed only [-]% of his internal energy, and he has turned into a weak and crippled person. Even an ordinary person can completely rule him out." What's more." Midorima pretended to pause, and then spoke again clearly, "Didn't he receive a slap from you to vent his anger, and just one slap killed him, cousin Akashi."

He didn't lie, if it wasn't for his "resurrection" that stabilized Vulcan's weak pulse, the man would have been wiped out long ago.

Hearing this, Akashi remembered that the strangeness of that man in those few days was due to the fact that I, who always liked to abuse him, didn't think much of it at that time, only thinking about how to make things difficult for him and how to punish him happily.

He hated that man, hated him every night and cursed him to die.

But now, when he really thinks that the man has become a dead body that he will never say again, why is there a surge of acid water throbbing in his body.

Lu Jian saw that he was unexpectedly silent and thinking, and he knew three points in his heart. He couldn't help adding fuel to the fire: "Is my cousin so happy that he can't talk anymore? You and I have already agreed to treat you When I invaded the Yuhutang, I left that man's life and death at my disposal, now that I have fulfilled my wish, and that man can no longer threaten you, it is really gratifying."

Midorima laughed again, his eyes fixed on Akashi's change.

As he expected, Akashi raised his head abruptly, seeing Midorima's complexion was rosy, he knew what he meant.

He was suddenly furious, and asked: "So, you did it with him in private while I was away?!"

"Yes." Luma told him truthfully, "He doesn't have much time, if I don't do it again, it will be too late."

"Oh, great."

When Akashi's face was gloomy and cold, he waved his exquisite and gorgeous sleeves, and the skirts of his clothes flew up, showing the aura of a superior king.

"The day when I revive the ten gates will be the time when Yuhutang will decline."

Those extremely majestic words were taken away by Akashi, and Midorima withdrew all his expressions and stared at the lonely and cold back.

Akashi,

You know, when you revive the ten gates, don't think that the gentleness of that person will belong to you.

He looked towards the direction leading to Nanshan, the sky was clear and flawless.

That day, after he stabilized the man's lifeline, he ordered someone to take him to Taoyuan Villa in Nanshan overnight in the name of Akashi.

I only hope that with Nanshan Miaolang's help, he can live a peaceful and comfortable life.