Green scales

Xia Xinglan drove the carriage, slowed down and drove on the official road.The sky was gray, and there was a sign that the mountains and rain were about to come.The green hills on both sides are gradually receding, only the sound of horseshoes trampling the dead leaves on the ground.

Yongshui City has turned into a small black spot and disappeared far away.

Yuqin suddenly opened his eyes, saw Xia Xinglan's shadowy figure through the bamboo curtain, then turned his head and stretched out his hand to open the window frame beside him, looking up to the sky.

In the sky, a black eagle flocked unhurriedly behind the carriage, circling above them from time to time.Yuqin narrowed her eyes slightly and shook her head slightly.Immediately, the eagle uttered a long chirp, flew up high and disappeared into the clouds.

The eagle broke through layers of clouds and mist until it flew above the clouds, its wingtips and tail feathers were bathed in golden rays of light.Huge wings flutter up and down, swift as the wind.After breaking through the clouds, a majestic and towering mountain suddenly appeared in front of my eyes. The top of the mountain soared into the sky, and the bottom of the mountain was covered by clouds and mist.

A majestic and resplendent palace stood far away on the top of the mountain, and the eagle turned into a golden glow and flew into the palace.

"How is it?" There was no one in the hall, and a stalwart figure sat lazily on the throne.

After the golden light fell to the ground, it turned into a tall man with wheat-colored skin, naked upper body wearing complicated gold ornaments, neat abdominal muscles with a wild beauty, and black martial pants on the lower body.The man has black hair and golden pupils, with a handsome face.

"Already set off. I will arrive in Linzhou in about three days." The man bowed respectfully to the person on the throne.

Situ Ling waved his hand, and when he flipped his wrist, a silver mirror suddenly appeared in his palm.Situ Ling looked at the silver mirror in his palm over and over again, and said casually: "Well, go and rest first."

The man saluted again and exited the Ten Thousand Monsters Hall.

Situ Ling leaned on the throne, gently rubbing the mirror surface in his palm with his fingertips, and as his fingertips brushed it, the mirror surface changed strangely!

There seemed to be a cloud of mist wrapped around the mirror, and Situ Ling muttered thoughtfully: "Xia Xinglan? A disciple of the Sword Sect, interesting."

With a wave of Situ Ling's hand, the mist on the mirror surface suddenly rolled up, as if trying to break through the silver mirror, and the white mist quickly turned green in a blink of an eye.The mirror surface is like a water surface, with layers of ripples, and then the fog dissipates, and a picture appears on the mirror surface-there are many Qionglou, and the lights of thousands of houses are very lively.

In the spring of the seventh year of Qingyuan, in the imperial city, at night.

The moon and stars were sparse, and there was still a chill in the air. The lights in the imperial city were brightly lit, and the streets were still crowded with people and bustling with each other.

Suddenly, a figure ran away from the roof, with several black shadows behind him. The man in front seemed to be injured, and his steps were weak and staggering.

Seeing that the distance between the two sides was getting shorter and shorter, and then there was a flash of cold light under the moonlight, the man let out a muffled grunt when he was hit on the back by a strong force, and instantly spit out a mouthful of blood, his feet slipped and rolled down from the roof, hitting him hard on the ground.

The black shadow followed closely behind, surrounding the man from all sides.Under the moonlight, these people could only be vaguely seen dressed in large black robes, covering them tightly, except for two strange red lights flashing around their eyes.

The man knelt down on one knee in embarrassment, covered his chest with one hand, raised his face, and under the moonlight, a clear but childish face could still be discerned.

The men in black surrounded him from all sides and kept approaching.The man spat out a mouthful of blood, and stood up with difficulty while supporting himself with his sword.

"Monster, you... slaughter innocent people wantonly, and the Sword Sect will never let you down!"

The man in black let out a strange laugh, shook his sleeves, and immediately emitted billowing black mist, spreading towards the man in all directions!

The man tried his best to support himself, with a sense of determination in his eyes, he bit the tip of his tongue and spat blood on the sword.This is the meaning of burning jade and stone together. As soon as the blade of the sword touches the blood of the heart, there is a buzzing sound, and the golden light shines in an instant, tearing the surrounding black mist violently!

The man in black snorted coldly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Overestimate your own strength."

Just as he was about to raise his hand to attack again, suddenly there was a creak, and a beam of light dispersed the surrounding night, casting a soft, bright yellow light.

The man turned his head to look, and saw a young man set up a window on the height of a building with a high vermilion lacquer wall next to him, looking down casually.

The man's thoughts suddenly turned around and swept back, only to see a sword light attacking the black robed men around him with the force of thunder.The sword light exploded in an instant, emitting a dazzling white light, and the men in black yelled strangely and retreated hastily.

Immediately, the man jumped up, grabbed the eaves tile with one hand, and jumped to the second floor.Immediately after accumulating a few leaps, the man slammed into the window that had just been opened and disappeared in an instant.

As soon as the figure of the man disappeared, the sword light disappeared without a trace. The man in black roared angrily, and then wanted to follow him again.

"Keep chasing, he can't run very far." As soon as the words fell, the man in black groaned and froze.Hearing the sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh, the man in black lowered his head in disbelief, and saw a slender silver sword sticking out of his chest, the tip of the sword was dripping with black blood, and it fell to the ground with a "here" sound , white smoke came out.

"You...yes" the black-robed man wanted to turn around, but his limbs seemed to be firmly shackled by an invincible force, unable to move. Then the sword turned, and the black-robed man wailed and dissipated into black smoke.

The incident happened suddenly, and one man in black robe was killed in an instant, and the others turned into black mist and fled together without even thinking about it.

Under the moonlight, Shi Shiran, a slender man dressed in red, withdrew his sword and wiped off the black blood on the tip of the sword.

The man in red held a jug of wine in one hand, raised his head and took a sip.The cold moonlight shone on his face, and he was wearing a silver mask, covering the upper half of his face, revealing a graceful jawline, red lips and white teeth.The mottled light and shadow gave him a strange sense of beauty.

Just like that haunting ghost.

The man dangled with a flagon in one hand and a sword in the other, and walked out of the city under the moonlight. His figure gradually became transparent and even disappeared.

At this time, in Bibo Pavilion.

The man fell into the room covered in blood, causing a sudden exclamation.The man was exhausted at this moment, he opened his mouth but couldn't utter a word, he could only lie on the ground like a dead dog, a stream of blood dripping from under his body wet the floor.

"Young Master Yu? What's the matter? Did something happen?" The boy outside the door asked crisply, and then knocked on the door.

The young man in Tsing Yi opened his eyes wide and looked at the man who had trespassed in front of him. He froze on the spot for a moment and didn't dare to approach him, but he couldn't help panting, terrified.

After the boy calmed down, he boldly walked over to the man, raised his leg and carefully kicked his arm, "You... who are you?"

Without waiting for a response, the man suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the boy's trouser legs, his lips parted and he said weakly, "Save...save"

The boy outside the door couldn't hear the response, so he patted the door again.

"It's okay! I accidentally bumped my leg. You go down first." The boy said in a strange way, and the boy responded and there was no more movement.

The boy pulled the trouser leg back from the man's hand, leaving a blood stain on the fabric.The man passed out again, the boy bent down and reached out his hand to turn the man over.

The man was dressed in black, with long hands and long legs, and an excellent figure.The boy took out a handkerchief and wiped the stains on the man's face, revealing a handsome face, which was now pale due to the serious injury.

"A member of Jianzong?" The young man stretched out his hand to detect his breath, saw that there was still a faint breath, and saw the pattern on his collar sharply, which was the logo of Jianzong.

Jianzong is the largest sect in the entire martial arts world, with countless disciples and extremely strict cultivation, divided into inner sect and outer sect disciples.The young man once heard references to Jianzong from benefactors who came and went, and it was rumored that Jianzong even had a slight connection with the imperial court, but no one could say for sure, and so far it can only be regarded as a rumor.

The boy hesitated for a moment and gritted his teeth to take off the man's shirt. Just as he undid his belt, the man suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed the boy's wrist with such strength that he almost cried.

"I want to treat your wound." The young man hurriedly said, afraid that the man would not hear, he lay next to the man and whispered into his ear two or three times until the man let go of his hand and passed out again.

The young man looked at the red mark on his wrist without tears, which was even more terrifying against the backdrop of his fair skin.

Afterwards, the boy unbuttoned the man's shirt, revealing his strong chest. After thinking for a moment, the boy took a new sheet from the closet and spread it on the bed, then dragged and hugged the man onto the bed.

During the movement, the young man saw scars all over his chest and back, as if they were scratched by some kind of beast's sharp claws, and the area around the biggest wound was already slightly white at this moment.

Need to treat the wound first.The young man thought.Immediately, he quickly fetched clean water from the compartment beside him, and carefully wiped all the wounds on the man's body, cleaning all the blood, and then applied some golden sore medicine on the wound, because there were not many bandages , I had no choice but to hastily bandage the deepest wound on the man's body.

After some movements, a thin layer of sweat appeared on the boy's forehead.But he didn't care, he just squatted in front of the bed, propped his head on one hand, and looked sideways at the sleeping face of the man on the bed.

He is also alive enough to survive such a serious injury.The boy thought to himself.Then he reached out and poked the man's arm lightly with his fingertips.

The man didn't respond, but his complexion has improved a lot at this moment.

"Master Yu, my lord invites you to play the piano." The crisp voice sounded again outside the door.

The boy responded, and went into the cubicle to freshen up. Before leaving, he ran to the bedside to look at the man again, and it was not until the door urged him again and again that the boy turned around and followed the boy.

At the end of the moon, after dancing and singing, the benefactors in the Ecstasy Cave each went to Wushan with their beauties in their arms, and the young man returned to the room with a tired face.

He played the piano for nearly an hour, his fingertips were numb, and his whole body was sore and astringent.Now that he returned to the room, he didn't care about the injuries on the bed, so he took off his outer shirt and squeezed towards the inner edge of the bed. The man was tall and tall, almost occupying the entire bed, and the young man couldn't bear to push him out, in case he touched When it comes to the wound, the gain outweighs the loss.

The young man sighed, looked at the man's face, raised his hand and touched the man's frowning eyebrows, then smoothed them to both sides, and murmured: "Hey, save people to the end."

Then he lay down on his side, resting his chin on the man's shoulder.Eyelids fluttered and fell asleep.

When it was dawn, the man's breathing suddenly became heavy and rapid, and then he opened his eyes suddenly like a suffocated person regaining his life, panting heavily, and his body also struggled subconsciously, in shock.

The young man murmured, babbled a few words, smacked his lips again, wrapped his hands around the man's neck naturally, and fell asleep again.

Recalling everything before he fell into a coma, the man's eyes gradually cleared up. When he moved slightly, he felt a dull pain all over his body. Sweat.

The young man felt the gentle and firm body under him trembling uncontrollably, woke up in a daze, rubbed his eyes, and said vaguely: "What's wrong?"

The man resisted the bursts of pain that covered his body, gritted his teeth and said, "It's...it's okay, thank you little master for saving me."

It was difficult for the young man to distinguish the situation of the man under him in the dark night, so he could only get closer. The two breathed interlaced for a moment, and the warm breath sprayed on their respective necks and cheeks. The close distance seemed like a couple whispering.

Under the hazy moonlight, the young man's fair skin was particularly eye-catching. The man tilted his head in embarrassment, forcing himself not to look at it, but the young man's soft black hair was like a light feather, following his movements. One by one, she teased the man.

The young man vaguely said that we will talk about it tomorrow, and then he leaned on the man's shoulder again. The man's sleepiness disappeared immediately, and the sound of breathing was close to his ears. The distance between the two was so close that he seemed to be able to smell the scent of the young man's body. Orchid fragrance.

Just at this time, a long and sharp sticky moan was magnified countless times in the night, and it pierced straight into the man's ear.The man's face flushed immediately, and the warm and thin young man beside him was very close to the ground, which made him breathe heavily for a while, and he didn't care about the wound, so he hurriedly and awkwardly put up one leg quietly.

The young man seemed to have been woken up by the sound, and stood up and said irritably, "It hasn't stopped until now! It's so loud."

The young man was also a little upset, and the man beside him was hot, which was really abnormal, so he leaned close to his face and sniffed like a puppy. The man immediately turned his head in embarrassment, blushing, and said in a muffled voice: " You... I, I'm fine."

The boy let out a cry, and lay back on his stomach again, but this time with a pair of bright eyes, he said softly, "My name is Yuqin, what's your name? Why did you suffer such a serious injury? Are you from Jianzong?" ?”

A series of questions were thrown, but the man only remembered four words - "My name is Yuqin."

Yuqin, the man murmured.

At this time, the moonlight shines into the house through the window frame, and the whole room is covered with a layer of jade. Under the moonlight, the young man talks to him in a soft voice, and there are small groans coming from outside the door. , the man seemed to be in a dream, everything revealed such a trace of unreality.

The intermittent groaning outside suddenly rose up, screaming sharply, and then returned to calm.The sound of worms sounded again, the man's Adam's apple rolled, his eyes were full of that handsome young face, and he said slowly:

"My name is Xia Xinglan."