windy man

He was playing dog blood. Just now the owner asked him what he wanted to say, but he simply ignored it. He couldn't say it was a confession, could he?Say the owner, do you know what is split peach and broken sleeves, and then spread a few small allusions by the way?If it doesn't work, they will be stabbed to death on the spot. If they fall in love and kill each other, they won't be cute.

The silent Bai Shangfeng looked like his feet were flimsy, and he tripped over the clothes he wanted to tear for a long time. He had no choice but to let go of his body that could not overthrow the sword god. He wanted to put on a show, but in the end he was really impartial. Hit the corner of the table.

That situation was very embarrassing.

In desperation, he rushed towards the Sword God, and when he jumped at Hahaha, the Sword God's expression suddenly became "...".

Although he achieved his goal, it was really painful. It seemed that he had true love for Sword God. He really fainted, and suddenly regretted taking such an extreme way. It was done without any pressure.

What he smelled was the fragrance of medicinal herbs on the owner's body, and the last thing he saw was the owner's embrace. He was still a little disappointed. Originally, his goal was to overwhelm the Sword God today hahahahahaha.Looking at the current situation, everything is not right today.

His mother told him a long time ago that he must read the almanac when he went out. There is still some credibility in it, but he didn't read it and was beaten.After telling him the second time, he didn't read it again and was beaten again.The third time he went out after looking at it, but he was not beaten and fell down by himself.

Something flowed in the eyes of the owner who was indifferent at first, and after a short moment, he returned to normal.

***

When he opened his eyes the next day, of course he was on the bed, and beside him was Qiu'er, who looked at her brother with a "see how long you can sleep" mentality. of.

Bai Shangfeng quickly sat up from the bed, looked at the people and things around him, and asked Qiu'er disappointedly: "Didn't go back..."

"Yes." Qiu'er replied angrily, "Go back after sleeping, you are dreaming."

Bai Shangfeng's mind was still in a state of not being sober, he touched his head and found it hurting: "But I obviously saw my mother! She even asked me to go out to read the almanac. I didn't read it and fell down."

"..." Qiu'er was suddenly worried, touched his forehead, and found that the worry was unnecessary, and then she began to think about what kind of mess was in her brother Bai Shangfeng's mind.

Bai Shangfeng almost frightened himself to death, if something went wrong in his head, he would still mess around, seeing that everything was going on as usual, he felt relieved all of a sudden.After thinking about it, he thought of the owner.

Yesterday was purely a natural and man-made disaster, but he felt that the conversation yesterday was not pleasant, and it should be that there was no conversation at all and he acted directly.

"Brother, take care of your injuries." Qiu'er began to care.

Bai Shangfeng nodded in confusion, and simply continued to fall down. He pondered for a while, maybe he really needs a good rest, and he wondered why so many brain cells are needed to conquer Sword God.

He has always been in a semi-confused state of feelings for the sword god. He pushes what he pushes, and he can't push it. He originally thought that he would be able to continue to push it, but now he feels that he is a bit too ambitious. Let's live the life of instant noodles obediently, martial arts Not for him.

"It can be seen that Ximen Chuuxue was a little strange yesterday. After I gave you the medicine, I didn't know where she went." Qiu'er suddenly said to herself, and said to her brother who was pretending to remain unconscious.

Is it shy?Bai Shangfeng thought to himself, turned over and didn't speak or open his eyes.

Qiu'er tilted her head, knowing that her brother's injury was much lighter than before, she pretended to be puzzled and asked: "Brother, you obviously went to squeeze, why did you squeeze like this? Could it be... "

Bai Shangfeng couldn't help thinking about the situation last night: "Shh."

"Could it be... Brother, you succeeded?!" Qiu'er looked outside the empty door, but still lowered her voice, unable to restrain her shock.

"I don't know, but it's strange how I landed last night..." Bai Shangfeng rubbed his head and looked at the girl, "To be honest, I really want to do this again, even if I lie down for ten days."

Qiu'er listened very seriously at first, but finally thought of what she did yesterday, and simply pretended to be stupid: "Hahahahahaha, I forgot what you were talking about yesterday!"

"It's getting cold." He looked at the door and didn't know what his expression was, because there was someone outside the door who was not the owner of the villa.

Two maids came in from outside, holding a bowl in their hands, with no expression on their faces, they came to them and said, "The medicine is ready."

"Thank you both." Qiu'er took the bowl skillfully, which shows how unlucky Bai Shangfeng is, as he often does.

Bai Shangfeng still didn't know what his expression was. He nodded and looked at them calmly. He simply closed his eyes and pretended to be seriously ill. Although it was hard to take the medicine, it was his heart that was hurting. How about this? What problem can it solve, he thought in second grade.

In less than 3 minutes, the two maids delivered the medicine and went down without saying a word.

"Sword God just has a cold temper." Qiu'er looked at the medicine and sighed, "He ordered this medicine three times a day to remove internal heat, activate collaterals, and remove stasis."

"..." Bai Shangfeng turned over again with a bitter face, he really wanted to know what to do if he had a concussion.

Seeing that his brother looked like this, Qiu'er was probably looking for an excuse to refuse to take the medicine again. She had no choice but to put the medicine on the table next to her, and looked at the medicine bowl with her back to Bai Shangfeng, holding her chin. She was thinking about what happened last night, blinking In the blink of an eye, a new thought suddenly popped up: "Hahahahaha...Brother, Ximen Chuuxue prescribed you medicine to reduce the fire, did you scare him yesterday?"

"What are you scared of? He's right to scare me." Seeing Qiu'er's unnatural expression, Bai Shangfeng guessed that something was wrong in her brain again. He sighed and talked about yesterday's situation. This was the first time I sighed, "He was very glamorous there at that time, I wanted to cooperate with Gao Gui, and then it became like this."

Qiu'er roared, "Brother!"

"Let me tell you, Ang, I have been thinking of the Black Sword God a long time ago, and I can't do it from now on to call the villain in every story Ximen Chuuxue, but as long as one day comes, I will definitely think about it." Make up [-] times of him and his sword, all kinds of postures must be tried!"

"Shy, like an old man pushing a cart..." While Bai Shangfeng was talking to himself, he sat up energetically from the bed again. The one who was sluggish just now changed his form every minute, and put on a pair of clothes. Obscene image.

"Where do you start hahaha... The strangely shaped black scabbard sword that never leaves your body and the old man pushing a cart, it's a bit cute when you think about it." He hugged the quilt and analyzed it seriously, thinking Of course, there are more holes than what was said, but it was interrupted.

"Zhuang... Zhuang Master." It was Qiu'er's trembling voice that suddenly interrupted Bai Shangfeng.

"Huh..." Bai Shangfeng's hairs all stood on end, he just looked at his fingers and listened to his own voice, he didn't notice that there was someone at the door who turned out to be the owner of the villa.

As soon as Qiu'er said that, he reflexively looked towards the door, oh shit, this time...he guessed that in the future, he would have a psychological shadow, "Master, you are here, the weather is cold, and the medicine is very effective I'm all right now."

"Get up." The Sword God glanced at the room, turned around and left after speaking coldly, clearly intending to ask Bai Shangfeng to follow.

"..." He wiped his face and wanted to put away his terrified expression, but it was too late. Looking at the back of the sword god, he put on his shoes silently, and he didn't take off his coat at all last night.

"Take care." Qiu'er looked at the strange two with a puzzled expression, and then looked at the cold medicine on the table, and she was not in the mood to let him drink it before leaving.

Bai Shangfeng nodded, followed quickly in silence.

Qiu'er lowered her head to straighten her clothes, and closed her eyes: "It's over and the strong man is gone, never to return. I said it's all men who are shy!"

Bai Shangfeng here thought while following him: The Sword God probably didn't understand, didn't he?It turns out that talking bad about people behind their backs can really be discovered!In fact, he didn't say anything bad...

It was still morning, and the weather was a bit cloudy. After so many days of sunshine, Bai Shangfeng suddenly felt that it was better to be brighter. The sky was already cold, and with the addition of a sword god... that's how it is now.

In the end, this shell has a very strong recovery ability. After a while, everything is gone. Bai Shangfeng followed and thought wildly, and bumped into the sword god who stopped suddenly, and his mind continued to be chaotic.

There is no bouncing far away as imagined, and there is no slap as imagined, which means: you can eat tofu again.

Just when he was about to throw himself full, the sword god turned around. It can be said that he was unlucky that he didn't cultivate in a day, but this is not the most unlucky.

He couldn't stop anymore, this time he really threw himself into his arms, and suddenly realized that the touch didn't feel like the back of the sword god, so he raised his head shyly to look at it, so such a beautiful and inspirational picture was in the eyes of outsiders Generated.

What I saw was the cook and a few servants. They came to fetch the ingredients. When they suddenly saw this scene, they looked at each other with their mouths wide open and didn't know what to say. The servants who were at a loss for a long time wanted to What kind of cook is following suit!So many people are seen, but not necessarily a few people are heard.

The sword god here had a momentary expression on his face, but continued to quickly recover his expressionless face. Seeing that Bai Shangfeng had no intention of letting go, he said coldly: "Let go."

Bai Shangfeng licked his lips, looked up at the sword god without fear of death, hesitated to speak, thought a lot, and finally said tremblingly: "QAQ don't hit."

The weather seemed to become more dull all of a sudden, and it was joyful to hear the birds chirping in the distance, and the cook had already been tied to the kitchen.

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Desperately posting otz in the toilet... Bai Shangfeng: I was sick and didn't take medicine today, I feel so cute!