for sheath

"Second Uncle?" Mei Qi stretched out her hand and waved over Long Er's face with changing expressions.

Long Er returned to his senses and looked at him seriously, "Xiao Qi, do you have something to hide from me?"

"No." Mei Qi shook her head and curled her lips again, "What can I hide from you? This Zhuangzi belongs to you, and when I leave Zhuangzi, I belong to Long Zhan. No matter what I do, I am under your control. What else? Can you hide it?"

At this time, Long Er didn't have time to pay attention to the resentment between his words, and only asked, "Is Xi Cang's senior brother his master?"

"No." Mei Qi denied it.

"Xiaoqi, this matter is very important, tell me the truth, isn't it?"

"No." Mei Qi still denied it. Xi Cang obviously didn't want people to know about it. If it was leaked, he would definitely turn against him.

"If you don't tell me, then I'll ask him myself." Long Er left after speaking.

Mei Qi hurriedly stood in front of him, "Don't go now, that dumb man has been hit, he must be feeling very uncomfortable right now."

Long Er frowned, "Is his master really dumb?"

"I don't know, anyway, I never heard him say a word."

Long Er twitched the corner of his mouth strangely at him, turned around and left.

"Second Uncle, don't go." Mei Qi worriedly grabbed his sleeve again.

"I'll go and see Mo Ruchu. He is your uncle after all. Your life was saved thanks to him. You should go and see him."

"But I don't think he wants to see me."

Long Er glanced at him, this kid was dull when he was dull, but he was really sharp when he was sharp, sighed, he pulled back his sleeve, "Forget it, then you can play by yourself!"

Mei Qi secretly followed behind him worriedly, and she was relieved when she saw that he really entered Huichu Pavilion.

Long Er didn't know how he got into the room, he came back to his senses when he found no one on the couch, turned around and went upstairs, but what came to his nostrils was a strong smell of alcohol.

"You don't want to die!"

Long Er rushed up, snatched the wine jar in his hand, and threw it on the ground fiercely. The mellow aroma of the fine wine instantly permeated the air, making people feel drunk.

"It's a pity." Mo Ruchu looked at the drinks on the floor, shook his head, then looked up at the angry visitor, and said with a erratic smile, "Don't worry, with you here, I can't die."

"I said I won't care about your life anymore."

"Then what were you doing just now?"

Long Er laughed back in anger, but the smile was cold, "I just don't want to waste my good wine."

Mo Ruchu turned his head with difficulty, and shifted his gaze out of the window, "Are you here to collect the wine money?"

"Can you afford it?"

Mo Ruchu smiled wryly, "I only have this life, if you want it, take it."

"What do I want you to die for?"

"It turns out that I am worthless in your eyes."

Long Er sneered, "I really want to know how much you are worth in his eyes."

"Cough...cough..."

Mo Ruchu covered his lips in pain, but the bright red bursting out from between his fingers still made Long Er's eyes hurt.

"You are not willing to die because you haven't found him yet. If you find him, are you willing to die?"

Mo Ruchu wiped off the blood at the corner of his mouth, leaned weakly against the window sill behind him, panted heavily, "He let me live, I will live, he let me die, and I will die."

"So... you gave him your life."

"Shouldn't it be given?"

Long Er suddenly became emotional, and couldn't help shouting at him, "You were only ten years old that year, it wasn't your fault!"

"It's not my fault?" Mo Ruchu laughed twice as if hearing something funny, shook his head and said, "I don't want to hear that from you."

"If you want to hear what he said, then go find him!" Long Er threw his fist on the table next to him frantically, "Don't you suspect that Brother Xi's master is him? Finally, you have a clue, why don't you go find him?" people?"

"Is he sick?"

"what?"

Mo Ruchu looked at the empty window next door, and said quietly, "He didn't show up there today, I saw Xiao Qi brought a strange doctor in."

Long Er was startled, did he discover something?

Mo Ruchu suddenly turned around and smiled weakly at him, "Do you still remember what my greatest skill is?"

Long Er didn't understand why he suddenly asked this, and snorted coldly, "Your nose is as sensitive as a dog." He can find good wine no matter how deep it is hidden.

Mo Ruchu continued to laugh, "Then do you know why I mistook Xi Qing for him?"

"Isn't it because of that almost identical face?"

"This is just one of them..." Mo Ruchu turned his head and looked at the empty window again, his words were a little erratic, "The reason why I deceive myself so much is because they smell the same, the faint familiar elegant fragrance, I have never heard of it before." Never forget."

Long Er was stunned, "You know everything?"

"what do you know?"

"Brother Xi's senior brother is his master."

"Cough cough..."

Mo Ruchu coughed violently again, blood gushed from his lips again, and he couldn't stop it.

Long Er couldn't stand it anymore, stepped forward to set him up, went downstairs, threw him on the couch, and tore off his skirt, the wound really opened, and the bright red color soaked through the white cloth wrapped around the wound.

Mo Ruchu lay powerless, motionless, his eyes stopped on his face, and it took him a while to say two words, "Thank you."

Long Er paused for the hand that was removing the wound cloth, then suddenly pressed his wound again, and gradually exerted force, "Did you find out a long time ago?"

Mo Ruchu didn't even frown, and stretched out his hand to cover his hand, "Your strength is too weak." As he spoke, he pressed hard, followed by a muffled groan, and the wound split open even further, and blood stained his hand immediately.

Long Er's eyes darkened, he stared deeply at his painful face, and said in a low tone, "You are such a lunatic." After speaking, he withdrew his hand vigorously, and then stood up, "Since you have already discovered , why don't you face him?"

Mo Ruchu closed his eyes tiredly, "I'm not sure..."

"Are you not sure, or are you not sure?" Long Er sneered, "Then let me tell you another piece of news, brother Xi, the master, just happened to fall into the cup of love."

Mo Ruchu's body shook, his eyes that had just been closed suddenly opened, and he looked at the person in front of him in disbelief, and when he came to his senses, he was about to stay on the bed regardless of his injuries, and he muttered, "Take care of me." Love Cup...Senior Brother...Is it really Senior Brother...cough cough..."

Long Er watched coldly, motionless.

Mo Ruchu suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his already weak body coupled with mental stimulation finally couldn't hold it any longer, and fell back heavily on the couch.

Looking at the fainted man, Long Er really wanted to let go, but he still couldn't help himself. After silently helping him clean up and bandage him again, he took out a life-saving golden pill and fed it to him. He touched it with his knuckle fingers. His haggard and vicissitudes of face, "As before... as before... now, how can everything be the same?"

The next day, Wu came back to see Xi Qing, Xi Cang was still firmly guarding the bed, and Mei Qi also stayed outside obediently.

After a while, Wu Hui withdrew his hand from that white wrist, got up and went to the table to write a prescription, "This cup of love can't be relieved for a while, I'll prescribe some medicine to strengthen Qi and strengthen his body to recuperate his body first." , your senior brother's internal energy is too cold, and this cold air is also an important cause of the cup hair."

Xi Cang took the prescription and read it carefully, but he didn't know medical skills, so it's better to ask Long Er to review the prescription later.

Wu Hui said again, "The cup of love has attracted more than one person, and may I ask my lord, who is the other person caught in the cup?"

Xi Cang frowned all of a sudden, this matter was definitely related to Long Zhan, but he couldn't say anything about it, he could only shake his head, "I don't know."

"Mo... Uncle Master..."

Mei Qi from the outside yelled suddenly, and then a shambling figure broke into the inner room. Mei Qi wanted to stop him but didn't dare to stop her. She followed him with half a foot in, but didn't dare to take the other foot. He stood hesitantly at the arched door.

"Brother Mo?" Xi Cang looked at the person in surprise, and when he thought of the master on the couch, he was instantly on guard, "Why are you here?"

Mo Ruchu didn't seem to see the people in the room, he just stared closely at the jade-like white hand on the couch, took a step forward, but paused again, with a dazed expression, "Senior brother..."

Hearing this, Xi Cang immediately darkened his face, turned around and stuffed Xi Qing's hand back into the account, then turned around again, and asked him in a cold voice, "Is Brother Mo drunk?"

Mo Ruchu shook his head subconsciously, and murmured, "He is your master, right? He is also my senior brother, right?"

"No!" Xi Cang sternly said, "He is indeed my master, but he is not your senior brother!"

"Then who is he?" Mo Ruchu asked closely, "Is it Xi and Xi Qing?"

Wu Hui, who had been watching the show, heard this, his expression changed slightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched almost imperceptibly, but no one present noticed him at all.

Xi Cang's expression became more and more cold, and his words were no longer polite, and he said coldly, "He is nobody, he is just my master!"

"Get out of the way, I'm going to ask him myself."

Xi Cang didn't move, "Your injuries haven't healed yet, I don't want to hurt you again."

Mo Ruchu twitched the corner of his mouth, "You want to fight with me?"

"I just don't want anyone to hurt my master."

Mo Ruchu suddenly gave a wry smile, "Even if I hurt everyone in the world, I wouldn't be willing to hurt him."

As soon as Long Erfu stepped into the room, he heard these affectionate words. Mei Qi quickly moved away when he saw him coming. Long Erfu entered the inner room expressionlessly, glanced at the people in the room, but only To Wu Hui who was watching the play, "Are you a doctor?"

Wu Hui nodded slightly, "Yes."

"Gao's last name?"

"Wu Hui."

"Miaojiang people?"

"Yes."

"How many years have you been in Dragon City?"

"Three years."

Mo Ruchu raised his eyebrows, "Can you untie the cup of love?"

Wu Hui shook his head, "I'm trying."

Mo Ruchu glanced at the paper with wet ink on the table, "You wrote this prescription for strengthening Qi and cultivating vitality?"

"Yes."

"It seems that you still have a few tricks."

"Award."

Mo Ruchu suddenly pulled his wrist and smiled slightly, "I happen to have research on the Qihuang technique, why don't we go and discuss it."

Wu Hui let him pinch the pulse door to test, without any resistance, "Please."

Mei Qi watched them go away having a pleasant conversation, she was a little confused about the situation, why did she leave?Two people in the room are about to fight, how can the second uncle not care?

The author has something to say: Changed two lines of Mo Ruchu's lines in Chapter [-],

Otherwise, this chapter will not be connected.

I really don't think it's cruel when I write it myself.

But I made up for Mo Ru's original mood,

Did I abuse him a bit? (⊙﹏⊙)