There was a hint of coolness in the air in the morning. Nalan Mei pushed open the window, and the morning breeze was blowing outside the window. The light of the sun reflected people's eyes. The robe was full of fluorescence, and the long hair that fell could faintly see the damp water vapor after a bath. He looked out of the window with a slight smile on his face, secretly sighing that the weather had finally cleared up.

Walking to the bed, he bent down and pulled out Biyu Xiao from under the pillow, and stretched out his hand to hold the blood-red poppy jade pendant. He took a deep breath as if he had made some important decision, and then solemnly walked out the door.

He opened the door, and there was a figure standing outside the door. The blue robe was stained with dust, and the fan in his hand seemed to be stained with blood. The whole person thought he had experienced something, and he looked a bit dusty. Before Nalan Mei could ask, Yu Wushang spoke, his face paled, even the blood under the corners of his eyes dimmed a bit, his voice was a little tired: "Nalan, when did you come back? Are you injured?"

Nalan Mei raised her eyebrows, a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes, she glanced at him up and down, and said softly, "I should ask you this question instead..." Stretching out his hand to help him, Nalan Mei invited him into the room, sitting at the table Sitting down, he poured another glass of water for him, and then said, "Wu Shang, your complexion is very bad, do you need to see a doctor?"

Yu Wushang shook his hand and breathed a sigh of relief, "Don't be too busy, it's just that I'm a little bit out of strength." After a pause, he looked at Nalan Mei and asked softly, "When did you go back to the inn?"

Seeing that there was nothing wrong with him, Nalan Mei felt relieved and poured a cup of tea for herself. Nalan Mei raised her eyes to look at him, with doubts in her voice, "I went back after a while... What's wrong? Why did you Look so embarrassed?"

"Why didn't you call me when you left?" Yu Wushang seemed to remember what he had experienced, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, "I just want to listen to a little song, who would have thought that Gu Chunlou suddenly caught fire and the song couldn't be heard I still need to help save people, if people come and go from water to fire, how can I not be embarrassed?"

Gu Chunlou was on fire... Nalan Mei was strangely silent for a moment, "What about now? Has the fire gone out? Are there any casualties?"

Yu Wushang fiddled with the teacup with his fingers, and said regretfully, "The fire was too big, and we tried our best to save it, but there were still casualties..." He sighed, "This Guchun Tower is destroyed." What a pity. The majestic Chunlou was destroyed overnight.

"Then Xunyue...is the little girl I ordered rescued?" Nalan Mei asked softly.Yu Wushang shook his head and said, "No, he died when we found him..." Seeing that Nalan Mei's face was pale, Yu Wushang slowed down his voice, and said comfortingly, "After all, the smoke is so heavy, it is very difficult to suffocate to death." normal…"

"It's a pity that he is a 15-year-old child." Nalan Mei sighed slightly, then got up and walked out of the room, the sudden movement startled Yu Wushang, "Nalan, don't go, this Gu Chun The building is already burned to the ground, and it’s useless for you to go.”

Nalan Mei stopped, then turned her head, but asked, "Wu Shang, do you really not need to see a doctor?" Yu Wushang was taken aback, then shook her head, "I'm fine, just take a rest and I'll be fine." Nalan Mei nodded, and her figure disappeared outside the door in a flash.

"My lord, are you okay?" Jueyin appeared in the room, looking at Yu Wushang with some worry, Yu Wushang shook his head and said, "I'm fine, you don't have to worry." He coughed lightly and said in a deep voice, "This arson case seems to be related to Nalan Mei... Jueyin, go and find out the culprit and cause of the arson, maybe you will get something unexpected."

"Yes, my lord." Jueyin responded, and after a moment of silence, he said, "The agreed deadline is approaching, when will your lord do it?"

Yes, the agreed deadline has come... Yu Wushang stretched out his hand to touch the blood red under the corner of his eyes, pondered for a moment, then suddenly opened his fan, and said with a light smile, "Jueyin, I actually don't want to kill him..."

Outside Murong You's room, Nalan Mei stopped Nalan Mei again, and smiled softly, with a strong smile on his lips, obviously in a good mood, "Master is resting, please visit Master Nalan later." Nalan Mei heard Yan pulled a slight smile, and the brilliance suddenly appeared in a trance, with a polite and polite attitude, "Mr. Si Luo, I have important matters to discuss with the leader of the sect. Please inform Mr. Si Luo."

"What if you don't report it?" Ji Luo smiled, "Does Master Nalan want to break in?"

"That will not be known until Mr. Ji Luo doesn't inform you." Nalan Mei smiled lightly and spoke elegantly. With a slender eyebrow, a smirk on his mouth, he changed his tone, "Why did the master of Nalan sect seek his master?"

Nalan smiled charmingly, with bright lips, "...it's about the trip to Wuliang Mountain." Si Luo closed his eyes, and was about to ask about the specific situation, when Murong You's faint voice came from the room: "Si Luo, let him Come in."

"Yes, master." Ji Luo responded slowly, then raised his eyes to look at Nalan Mei deeply, and stretched out his hand to push the room open for him, "Please, Master Nalan Sect." Nalan Mei looked at him with dark eyes. With a glance, he turned and entered the room.

Through the bamboo curtain, Nalan Mei saw Murongyou sitting behind the desk, with his back to the window writing ink, the morning sun outlined his profile in a beautiful light golden color, and on the desk in front of him were still Several thick piles of letters reflected his calm and relaxed demeanor, and the picture was quiet and beautiful.

Slender fingers opened the bamboo curtain, and the white figure walked into the room. The small compartment was filled with the fragrance of ink, quiet and warm, and Nalan Mei softened her face.Murong You stopped writing, looked up at him, glanced at the jasper on his waist, put down the pen, and waved Mo Lian to back down.

"What's the matter?" There was a trace of laziness in his expression, Murong You asked him lightly, his face like a demon.Nalan Mei looked at him with scorching eyes, her gorgeous mouth was as delicate as blood, "Have you heard? Gu Chunlou caught fire last night..."

"Then you think I set the fire?" In a nonchalant tone.

"Isn't it you?" Nalan Mei looked at him quietly.Murongyou, on the other hand, smiled lazily, with an evil spirit, "You came here just for this?..." He raised his eyebrows, his evil eyes were full of coquettishness, and he said nonchalantly, "...even if I set the fire, so what? As a result, you should have thought of it from the moment you stepped into Gu Chunlou, so why come here and ask me."

"According to this, you should also kill Wushang." Nalan Mei's eyes were light, "I'm with Wushang every day, why don't you kill him?" Murong You frivolously glanced at him , 囧囧 soul, "What? You want me to kill him?"

Nalan Mei choked on the words, "Murong, will you not do something because I don't want it?" In the transparent light, Murongyou looked up at him, the sun bewitched his face, "What do you think?"

The morning sun was gentle and misty, they stared quietly, Murongyou's face was covered with a light smile, very comfortable, but people couldn't guess his mind at this time, Nalan Mei's eyes were peaceful, as if he was looking at the expression from the person opposite. While confirming something, the breeze blowing in from the window lifted the hair of the two of them, and the bamboo curtain swayed gently in the wind. At this moment, time seemed to stop, and people didn't know where this world is.

"...Can I trust you?" Nalan Mei's voice sounded softly after thousands of years, as if he was just asking himself, can he trust this person in front of him?

Murong Youyou glanced at him quietly, and said in a calm voice, "This is your business, it has nothing to do with me."

"But..." Nalan Mei wanted to say something more, but Mo Lian's voice came from outside the door: "Young Master, Elder Lin is asking to see you." He swallowed the words, and then looked at Murong You, who was looking at the door. In that momentary gaze, Nalan Mei saw the flash of deep thought in his eyes.

"Elder Lin, please come in." Murongyou said lightly, then raised his eyes to Nalan Mei who was thinking slightly, "You dodge first." Nalan Mei responded softly, turned and walked towards the door, before reaching the door, There was a sound outside the door, followed by a creak, and the door was pushed open with a slamming sound.

Elder Lin walked in, with white hair, gray cannons stained with dust, his appearance was dusty after a long journey, his arrogant and cold face couldn't hide the anxiety in his eyes at this time, he didn't seem to see Nalan Mei, like a gust of wind , passed him directly, raised the bamboo curtain and walked into the compartment, through the bamboo curtain, he could still hear his deep voice, "Master, your body..." The next sentence seemed to be stopped by Murong You , disappeared in the room.

Nalan Mei withdrew her gaze, turned her eyes, and unexpectedly met a line of sight, Han Feng was standing outside the door, with her silver robe reaching the ground, looking at him quietly, with dark eyes that Nalan Mei could not understand, With just one glance, she disappeared outside the door.Nalan Mei watched her gradually disappearing back, remained silent for a while, and also stepped out of the door and disappeared outside.

The door closed softly behind Nalan Mei, and the bamboo curtain was raised and then lowered. In the compartment, Mo Lian stood beside Murong You with her sword in her arms, her expression mixed with coldness and contemplation, Elder Lin stood on the other side with a tense expression: "Master, please extend your hand."

In the transparent light, Murong You slowly stretched out his hand. The palm of his hand was white and slender, with well-proportioned joints, as if formed by the condensation of the most beautiful white jade in the world, reflecting the blood-colored sleeves, dyed with a demonic aura, and extremely glamorous.However, there is a bright red birthmark on the palm of the hand, which looks like a girl's cinnabar, with bloody thin lines winding all the way to the sleeve, enchanting and mysterious.

At this point, Elder Lin's complexion changed, and he didn't care about etiquette, he directly grabbed Murongyou's wrist and lifted up his sleeves. On his arm, the silk thread was as bright as blood, and it was so conspicuously carved on his porcelain-like skin. Dazzling!

"This...!" Elder Lin frowned tightly, "When, where, and how did the leader get this poison?" Murong You withdrew his hand calmly, "What does it matter?" Elder Lin backed away after hearing the words He took a step, cupped his hands, and looked respectful, "Master, this thing is not poisonous..." He paused and said, "Possession."

Murongyou raised his eyebrows, although it was not the first time he had heard of it, but it was the first time he experienced it personally, and felt it was very fresh, "Speak clearly."

"Leader, Gu is not poison, but it is better than poison. Ordinary poisons are only refined from various poisons. As long as you find out the type of poison, you can prepare an antidote, but this Gu..." Elder Lin frowned slightly, "...this Gu is a kind of living poison raised by people, and only the person who raises it knows how poisonous it is..."

"Young master was injured by a poisonous needle six days ago when he was saving someone. After the injury, he lost all his internal strength and often coughed up blood along with the pain..." Mo Lian spoke this time. He glanced at Murong You, who was thinking slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Elder Lin, do you have a solution?"

Elder Lin shook his head with a dejected expression, "...no solution."

Mo Lian froze for a moment, then her face turned pale. If there is no solution, wouldn't it be Mo Zi... Murong You said lightly, with the same expression, "Elder Lin, is there a way to suppress it?"

"Yes." Elder Lin nodded firmly, "But it will take time to cooperate, so please give up this trip to Wuliang Mountain first..."

"Elder Lin, your task is to find a way to suppress this Gu, other things have nothing to do with you, Mo Lian, take Elder Lin down." Murong You waved his hand, Elder Lin opened his mouth, seeing that he looked a little tired , and finally retreated quietly after saluting disrespectfully.

Seeing Elder Lin away, Mo Lian just turned around and saw Murongyou propping the table with one hand, and tightly covering his lips with the other. After a few muffled coughs, sparkling red overflowed from the white fingertips, dyed the palm of his hand, and pulled it out in the air. A thin strand dripped onto the tabletop.

"My lord!" Mo Lian walked over quickly, but Murong You reached out to stop him, then sat down and gently leaned on the back of the chair, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and said calmly, "You also go down."

"Yes, young master." Mo Lian replied, and took a quiet look at him, then walked out lightly, before closing the door, he took another look, through the vague bamboo curtain, the bright red figure sat quietly at the table Afterwards, the whole body was surrounded by an isolated silence.

As the wind passed by, the hair on the side of his cheeks brushed against his cheeks, Murong Youyou quietly opened his eyes, his chest seemed to be bitten by thousands of ants, the burning pain was unbearable.

you will die…

Nalan Mei's words resounded in his mind again, Murongyou smiled faintly, and gently closed his eyes.

Nalan Mei...he chooses to believe...

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