Secret arrows are hard to defend

"Stop talking nonsense." Song Wu'an said firmly, "Wei Rui is my junior brother, it's because you think too much."

"I think too much?" Lu Xuan snorted coldly: "Is it because I think too much, or are you guilty? How does it feel to see your sweetheart wearing your family heirloom without knowing it? You have so many senior brothers, Why don't you give the jade pot to other people, but why did you give it to Shen Weirui?"

"shut up!"

Song Wuansu flipped his hand, and the silvery-white edge flashed, "Dang—" it was nailed into the rock wall, only an inch away from Lu Xuandu's neck.

"What? Are you going to kill me because I've said what's on your mind?"

"You think too much." Song Wu'an said in a stiff tone, "Even between brothers and sisters, there is a difference between closeness and distance. Wei Rui and I are the same age, and the time of entry is also the closest. Naturally, the relationship should be closer. Besides, there is no Nothing else."

Lu Xuandu sneered: "I want to cover it up. Forget it, so what if you have a sweetheart, so what if you're not a sweetheart, I won't let the two of you be together."

Song Wu'an gave him a strange look: "What does this have to do with you?"

Lu Xuandu took it for granted: "Of course it's because I like you, how could I let you be with other people?"

"Brother Lu's liking is really unbearable." If you believe him, it's better to believe that you can see ghosts during the day.Just as Lu Xuandu was about to speak, he heard thunder outside the cave, Song Wuan immediately said: "Look, you lie too much, God can't stand it."

Lu Xuan couldn't help but smiled wryly: "Yes, yes, I just want to trouble Ah Fu to move the two of us somewhere, the terrain here is too low, if it rains, it will inevitably be dangerous."

"How close is this to the city? Your wounds can't touch the water. If it rains on the way, it will be difficult. Besides, you and I both have internal injuries. If you have enemies who come to you and lose them, I'm afraid I can only obediently send you away." You hand it over."

"It's quite far from the city, but two miles to the north, under the willow tree, there should be a dilapidated Town God's Temple for shelter from the rain."

After some coordination, Lu Xuandu finally agreed that Song Wu'an would carry him to the Town God's Temple.He was lying on Song Wuan's back, with his chin resting on his right shoulder, and the broken hair on Song Wuan's sideburns rubbed against his cheek from time to time, feeling a little itchy.Lu Xuandu's back was seriously injured, and the slightest movement made his heart ache. He carefully leaned on Song Wuan's back, not daring to move, and sighed softly in his ear: "It's all my fault, and I want to work on the beautiful woman!" carried me."

No matter what you say, Lu Xuan is also a grown man who is more than seven feet long and has practiced martial arts for many years. He doesn't look burly, but he is definitely not light.Song Wu'an climbed uphill all the way north with his back on his back, and he was not someone who practiced foreign martial arts, and he had injuries on his body, so he was somewhat out of breath when walking.While panting for breath, he forced a smile and said, "Brother Lu is the one who is truly stunning, and I should give you a ride."

It was rare for Lu Xuan to be embarrassed: "Why don't you take a break, I can come down and walk for a while."

There was another thunderclap in the ear, and the dark clouds in the sky were dense and heavy, and it seemed that water would drip at any time.Song Wu'an stepped up his pace: "Less tossing less, as for the injury on your back, tossing up and down once is enough for me to walk back and forth."

The wind was getting stronger and stronger. Looking at the posture, he was afraid that the rainstorm was coming, and a drop of rain "slapped" on his forehead. Song Wuan was taken aback, and his steps were faster: "Is it raindrops?"

Lu Xuandu looked around indifferently: "I don't know, I don't feel it."

While speaking, raindrops fell on his cheeks again, Song Wuan sighed: "It's raining, I want to hurry up, you have to be patient."

At this time, Lu Xuan was very well-behaved: "Okay, I'm fine."

Seeing the dilapidated Town God's Temple on the hillside from afar, Song Wu'an forced a breath regardless of his injuries, started his footwork with the green mist, braved the strong wind, and ran towards the top of the hill.As soon as he entered the door, there was a burst of lightning and thunder behind him, and the torrential rain poured down.After Song Wuan wandered around, he found a place that looked the cleanest, and he patted Lu Xuandu on the back lightly: "Hey, come down."

There was no sound from the people behind him for a long time, Song Wuan patted him twice more helplessly: "Come down quickly, it's already arrived. You are very heavy."

"Well—" Lu Xuan responded softly: "Understood..."

Lu Xuandu cooperated with Song Wuan's movements and slowly climbed off his back.The place that was close to him was blown by the cold wind coming in from outside the temple, and Song Wuan flinched a little, feeling a little empty.Lu Xuandu's hands were still around his neck, Song Wuan shook his shoulders: "Let go."

His neck sank, and the person behind him stuck up again.When Song Wu'an was in a daze, he felt something dry and soft brush against his cheek, making it itchy slightly.

Lu Xuandu said in a breathy voice: "...Thank you, Ah Fu."

Song Wu'an hurried away as if seeing a plague god, picked up two pieces of gravel from the ground, and forcibly squeezed the dilapidated doors and windows of the Town God's Temple. He was depressed when he heard a "plop" behind him.Looking back, Lu Xuan has already fallen to the ground, and his personnel is unknown.

Song Wu'an suddenly felt bad, he hurriedly helped him up, Lu Xuandu's peach blossom eyes were tightly closed at this moment, his face was as pale as paper, and his well-shaped and beautiful lips were extremely dry.The temples on the forehead were completely drenched in cold sweat, and the scattered strands of hair stuck to the sides of the cheeks in a mess, giving him a slightly sickly beauty.

Song Wu'an spurned his ungratefulness, and hurriedly turned the person over, the bandage on Lu Xuandu's back oozes bright red blood again, probably the wound burst open just now when he was running fast.

It's really bad, Song Wu'an secretly hated himself for not asking his elder brother for two methods of medical treatment, so that he was helpless now, so he had to dig out the golden sore medicine that had been tried and tested before, and reapply it to him again.The person in his arms was clearly unconscious, but was still shivering with pain.

Song Wuan looked at the gray-black hay on the ground, and finally took off his clothes and put it on the ground, helping him to lie down.He stared at the weak man on the ground for a while, and finally resigned to his fate, bundled up hay and threw it outside to let the rain wash away.

There are cobwebs everywhere in the temple, gravel and dust are all over the ground, but there is nothing to light a fire.Song Wu'an looked around, and finally confessed to the city god in the temple. He tore down the prayer flags hanging from the beams and pillars to make a fire, and used a flying hook to get back the dried grass that was almost washed and dried it on the ground. It's a place to sleep.

Song Wuan moved a position for Lu Xuandu, and found that his body was very hot. He touched Lu Xuandu's forehead, and he really had a fever.It's no wonder he didn't have a fever if he was injured like this, but if he didn't have the medicine to reduce the fever, he would be a fool if the fever continued like this.

Song Wuan took off only his middle coat, wrapped the rest around Lu Xuandu's body, and covered him with hay through the clothes, the unconscious man still murmured cold.It was a rainy night, and Song Wuan was shivering from the cold even in his middle clothes. The fire that he raised with the prayer flags just now had gradually diminished. He stared at the wooden statue of the City God in the temple for a while, and finally confessed: "City God forgive me, when the situation improves, Song must spend a lot of money to reshape your golden body, offended."

Song Wuan smashed the statue of the city god to make fire, but the situation of Lu Xuandu still didn't get better, on the contrary, it burned even worse.The torrential rain outside the door has not stopped for a long time. Judging from the situation, I am afraid it will not stop for a while, and Lu Xuandu's situation should not be delayed any longer.

Song Wu'an made a decisive decision and decided to go to the pharmacy in the city to get the medicine.Fortunately, the thousand receivers were still by his side, so Song Wuan took out a silk-wrapped garment that was impenetrable to water and fire and threw it on indiscriminately. As soon as he opened the temple door, the strong wind blew up the bean-sized raindrops and hit his cheeks one after another, flowing down his neck into the clothes .He didn't care about these details, he forced a breath of true energy and rushed towards the direction of Changxian City. After running for more than two quarters, Song Wu'an finally saw a pharmacy. Suppressing the bloody smell, he raised his hand and knocked on the door.

After a long while, a person came over and opened the door cursing, perhaps Song Wuan's state was too scary, the person saw Song Wuan trembling violently: "You you you!"

"Grab the medicine." Song Wuan didn't have the strength to talk nonsense with him, so he pushed him through the door and threw him a silver coin. The clerk at the pharmacy finally came to his senses: "Yes, yes, what do you want?"

Song Wu'an dug out a few prescriptions that his elder brother asked him to bring with him when he was leaving, and stuffed them for him: "Be quicker."

The actions of the two woke up the others again. Song Wu'an glanced at the dazed visitor, and threw him two water bags: "Fill it with clean water, and find me clean and warm clothes by the way."

The man was a little reluctant at first, but when he looked down and saw the money falling in his arms, he nodded immediately: "Yes, yes." The man got the money, and not only fetched water for him, took clean clothes, but also brought him a coir raincoat.

Song Wu'an put the clean clothes and the medicine he had grasped into the thousand machine box, thanked them both and left in a hurry, leaving the two clerks to look at the windfall in their hands, knowing that it was not his illusion.

It's a pity that no one is selling horses at this time, Song Wu'an still drives towards the Town God's Temple with his lightness kung fu.He saw the mud all over the ground in front of the Town God's Temple from a distance and felt bad, fearing that he would run into someone who was also hiding from the rain on a rainy night.

Inside the Chenghuang Temple.

Nan Suning and his group were attracted by the flames. They were just looking for a place to hide from the rain during the rainstorm, and they didn't want to cause trouble, but they didn't worry about trouble.Before coming in, I told them that there was no response, and the three of them came in anyway.

Nan Suning saw the fire built with statues on the ground, and became a little interested in the people who were sheltering from the rain in the temple.Looking at the unmoving people buried in the haystack, Nan Suning, who smelled the faint smell of blood, signaled Duan Zhongming to take a look at who it was.Duan Zhongming got the order, and when he was about to go to lift up the haystack, he didn't know what mechanism was touched, and dozens of silver needles flew towards him.The vigilant Shen Weirui shrank his pupils and reacted the fastest, blocking all the silver needles while turning the folding fan: "Drizzle needles! It's my brother."

Shen Weirui pushed aside Duan Zhongming who was standing stupidly, immediately untied the triple mechanism in front of him, and bent down to check the person lying on the ground.When he saw the face of the man on the ground clearly, he wiped his sideburns with a silver knife and nailed it into the wall behind him.

Only someone behind him shouted coldly: "Who dares to touch him!"

The silver-white electric light outside the temple flickered, illuminating the visitors.He was wearing a scattered coir raincoat, revealing his blood-stained middle coat, and he carried a square black medicine box on his shoulders.Even though the person in front of him was so embarrassed, Shen Weirui still recognized Song Wuan at a glance.