Blue Book Tribulation Phoenix

Lifting the thin quilt on Qingshu's body, Wuji was so nervous that his palms sweated, and his pupils shrank slightly.Qing Shu doesn't like to be touched by others, so when they were in the same room on the mountain, he never showed such intimacy to Qing Shu.Now, even doing such an ordinary thing, Wuji is so nervous that he feels flustered, and always feels that Qing Shu will open his eyes at any time.

He rolled up his sleeves, wrung out the towel and put it on his arm, untied Qing Shu's belt with trembling hands, and untied the slipknot tied by the cloth belt on the inside of his jacket.His hand lingered on the lapel of Qing Shu's obscene clothes, he was cruel, and finally opened the clothes.

"Dong dong dong" Wuji's heartbeat was so loud that he seemed to be able to hear it, his face seemed to be on fire, he put his hands on Qing Shu's belly and dared not move.

Gathering his mind, he secretly scolded himself for being worthless: "Senior brother and I are both men, and I just wiped his body for him, why are you flustered like this?!"

Qing Shu is still in a coma, his demeanor is as demure as summer flowers and autumn cicadas, beads of sweat overflow from his clean body.Wuji took a few deep breaths, his heart beating less violently, he took the towel and started to wipe Qingshu's collarbone carefully and slowly.

After wiping the upper part of the obscene trousers in front, Wuji supported Qing Shu's head, put it on his lap, and reached down to help him wipe his back.Wuji was sweating finely after finishing all these tasks, he gently put his head back on the pillow, Wuji turned back to the front, hesitated and hesitated, Wuji still gave up the plan to take off his obscene pants.

He got out of bed and froze his face with cold water. "If it continues, the brother will definitely be angry when he finds out. I'd better hurry up and prepare the antidote, so that he can wake up quickly."

Wuji helped Qingshu tidy up his clothes, and made the quilt fluffy before covering him.Although Zhiruo said that he would stay in the room honestly, Wuji was still worried about her, so he simply locked the door when he went to dispense the medicine.

The medicinal materials are all ready-made in the storehouse, and the recipe for the preparation has long been familiar to Zi Wuji, so he quickly cooked the medicine, added two sweet apricots to relieve the bitterness, calmed down with well water before serving it green book.

Help him sit up, pry open his mouth with a silver spoon, and pour in the decoction little by little.The antidote soon took effect, and Qing Shu woke up from a deep sleep, but his body was limp and he still had no strength.

"I—what's wrong?" Qing Shu asked Wuji while holding his aching forehead.

Wuji smiled and said: "Brother, you had a high fever and fell to the ground, so I brought you back. Although the fever has subsided now, I'm afraid you are not very strong. If you want me to say that you and Miss Zhou don't If you are in a hurry to leave, you should rest in Butterfly Valley for two days. Otherwise, if there is danger on the way, you will not be able to protect Miss Zhou after recovering from a serious illness, right?"

Qingshu thought about it, it's okay if something happened to him, but it would be bad if Zhiruo was involved. "Then, I'm not going to be polite. But this is Mr. Hu's medicine house, if we two outsiders bother us here, will he care?"

Wuji was surprised and said: "Why do you care? He is very happy that there are more people in Butterfly Valley. He seems to say that he is going to retreat to study medical skills these days, so we just don't bother him, brother don't care he."

Qing Shu sat up with support and said: "I suddenly fell ill, Miss Zhou might be worried. Now that I'm awake, I'll go and tell her."

Wuji hurriedly stopped him: "Senior brother, it's getting late, you go to a girl's boudoir, it's not good to be emotional or reasonable, right?"

When Qing Shu was reminded by him, he retreated.

Wuji helped him to sit up: "Brother, you've been lethargic all afternoon, are you hungry?"

Qingshu nodded.

"Brother, wait for me. There are no servants in this valley. I'll cook something for you right away. You'll be fine soon. Don't wander around. If you get caught in the wind, you'll be sick again."

When he arrived at the small kitchen, Wuji flipped through the recipes he had carefully prepared. Those cauliflowers had been researched and prepared for Qingshu by himself, hoping to amaze him.Although for some reason, Zhou Zhiruo ate a few dishes first, but the few dishes he was most proud of were still kept undisclosed.

He thought for a while: "Senior brother, he has a bland taste. It's better to give him some water and salt after sweating so much in the afternoon."

Looking through the ingredients, there are still a few chrysanthemums picked this morning.Wuji washed them with mountain spring water, picked off the petals and steamed them in egg custard.

There are big men on Wudang Mountain, and the food has always been simple.Qing Shu was a little surprised when he saw such a delicate thing, took a sip, and found that the egg custard was smooth and soft, and it was as fragrant as a gust of wind wrapped in the fragrance of flowers poured into this bowl.There are petals in the egg, like a sunset in full bloom, Qingshu realized his thoughtfulness and delicacy from the things he prepared with such care, and he felt guilty for ignoring Wuji because of jealousy some time ago.

He blew the custard, lowered his eyelids slightly, and thought to himself: "I have always been indifferent to him. Although it is due to my personality, it is also because I have a bad impression of him. But even if I ignore him because of selfishness Don't ask, Wuji didn't complain, let alone get angry with me, he still treated me so sincerely and sincerely. Could it be that I was wrong? Well, I should care more about him in the future!"

After hesitating for a while, Qingshu said: "Wuji, I will not fail to reply to your letter from now on."

Although he didn't say anything else, with such a promise, Wuji felt that it was worth all the effort he had put in.

"Brother, your words are enough, so I won't disturb your rest. Just put the dishes and chopsticks on the table after dinner, and I'll clean them up tomorrow morning."

Wuji didn't plan to sleep in his own room with Qing Shu tonight, but packed up the room next to Zhou Zhiruo for himself.Brother finally changed his mind, the next step is to further stabilize Zhou Zhiruo.

The place where Butterfly Valley is located is like spring all year round, so the walls of the house are not very thick.Wuji entered the room and lightly tapped on the wall connected to Zhou Zhiruo's room: "Zhiruo, are you asleep yet?"

Even though Zhiruo joined the Emei School, she didn't want to go home like her master, so the female red has no direction.When Wuji asked her a question, she didn't fall asleep, but sat at the table with the lamp on, and stabbed mandarin ducks according to the pattern.Comparing and comparing, she always felt that it was not vivid enough. She wanted to dismantle the heavy embroidery, but she was busy answering Wuji, so she put it down.

"Brother Wuji, it's so late, what do you want me to do?"

Wuji on the other side of the wall is a little dissatisfied, this Miss Zhou is really fickle, she didn't even ask how her brother is doing, it's a pity that he still likes you wholeheartedly, but her appearance is convenient for my plan. "Zhiruo, the night view in this valley is also extremely beautiful, but the room is rather stuffy, how about we go for a walk?"

The supreme martial artist, who slays dragons with a precious sword, commands the world, who dares not to obey, relying on the sky to come out, who will fight for the front.Relying on the sky and slaying the dragon, the two great treasures of martial arts, who in the world doesn't know who doesn't know?In the past, Wuji regarded Zhou Zhiruo as a friend and refused to think about her, but now he is no longer polite to her.Now that he has decided to use her, it is not just as simple as restraining Qingshu, but also to use her hand to snatch the Yitian sword from Juejue's hand.

In the future, with the power of the Yitian Sword and the Dragon Slaying Saber, I will win the position of the leader of the martial arts and avenge my parents' blood and blood. It will not be too late to thank her when the time comes.

The moon and stars are rare, and the brilliance is thousands of miles away.The two walked among the flowers and stopped under the willow tree by the stream.Wuji took out a box from his pocket and opened it in front of Zhou Zhiruo: "Zhiruo, this is for you."

Zhou Zhiruo looked at the longan-sized Ye Mingzhu with surprise and joy, and asked shyly, "Brother Wuji, what is this?"

Although Zhang Wuji intends to use her, he doesn't want to go too far: "This is a thank you gift for entrusting you to take care of senior brother Qingshu. Although senior brother is cold to others, he is too honest and easy to be deceived. Help me take care of him. You Of course not, but I'm worried that some girls will seduce him because of his identity as the orthodox heir of Wudang, so you help me be on guard and don't let those people get close to senior brother."

If Zhou Zhi didn't believe such an excuse, how could anyone give such a precious thing to his beloved girl for such a reason? He clearly wanted to give himself a token of love and felt embarrassed.

Unable to bear Wuji holding it all the time, Zhiruo took the box and held it in her palm. "I will keep in mind what you entrusted. The most important thing now is that you take care of your body."

Wuji plucked a dewy magnolia at his feet, helped Zhiruo wear it on his head, and said affectionately: "I will live a good life, just for the one person in my heart, and I will live a good life too." The night view is beautiful, but the frost and dew are heavy, and your shoulders are wet with the dew from the treetops. I will take you back to your room."

During the two days that Qingshu and Zhiruo lived here, Wuji did more things than the previous ten days combined.Hu Qingniu had long been forgotten by him, not to mention three meals a day, he didn't even see one meal, and he didn't dare to go out during the day, he was stupid and said many mistakes, and he didn't go to the kitchen until evening every day Find ready-made leftovers to eat.

After two days of recuperation, the properties of Wuji's medicine on Qing Shu's body finally dissipated.Qing Shu felt that he was in good health, so he was in a hurry to go on the road, and was delayed for two days, his father and the others should be worried.When I go back, I have to explain it well.

Although Wuji was reluctant to let Qingshu leave, he still needed to ask Zhou Zhiruo for help. The sooner she returned to Emei, the better.

Taniguchi bid farewell: "Brother, I don't know when the cold poison on Wuji's body will be cured. It may take a long time before I can return to Wudang. This is a self-portrait I painted. Please take it with you, brother. I'm afraid it will be three years later." In five years you will forget about me."

Facing Zhou Zhiruo, Wuji didn't speak to Qingshu in front of her, but just nodded slightly and said, "Miss Zhou, go slowly."

Zhou Zhiruo saw a thousand words from his gaze, and she didn't want to cause a rift between their brothers because of herself, so she also didn't say much, and said goodbye to Wuji politely.

The two of Qingshu rode away on horseback, only then did Wuji remember that there was Hu Qingniu who was about to starve to death.He swiftly prepared a table full of meals to apologize to Mr. Hu, and went to buy a couple of drinks outside the valley, then knocked on the door of Hu Qingniu's room and said, "Mister, come out! My brother and the others have already left."

Hu Qingniu came out aggrieved, his face was a little slumped with hunger, and he heard that Wuji had prepared food, so he hurried to the dining room.

Wuji sat down with him, poured some wine into the glass and handed it to him, saying: "These days Wuji has neglected Mr., hereby I would like to apologize to him."

Hu Qingniu didn't care to listen to what he said, with a drunken chicken leg in his left hand and a piece of Dongpo meat in his right hand, his mouth was full of stewed duck pieces, and he was very happy to eat.He is really starving, and now all etiquette and upbringing are thrown aside, and he will eat to his heart's content first.

Seeing that he was happy eating, Wuji didn't pursue his own intentions, so he quietly backed out.I went back to my room and wrote a letter, and estimated the time. If I let the carrier pigeon deliver it now, it would be just in time for Zhiruo to receive it when she returned to Emei.

The carrier pigeon has been well-fed by him, if you lift its left leg, it will fly to Wudang, if you lift its right leg, it will fly to Emei.

At the beginning, Wuji was afraid that the letter he wrote to Qingshu would be sent to Emei by mistake, so his brother would not reply to his letter, so he trained it specially, but he didn't expect it to come in handy now.Looking at the homing pigeons disappearing into the clouds, Wuji stretched his brows and resolutely said: "This is the beginning of my struggle for the world of martial arts! Father and mother, if you are alive in heaven, please bless me to find a way to cure the cold injury in Zhou Bennei, I will I must avenge you! Also, protect senior brother one by one."