Beautiful lady, why not follow the thief

"Young master? Young master..."

With white jade skin in the red gauze, after warming up the tent, Yan Heng dozed on his stomach in the medicine barrel, the sound of the bronze sparrow floated into his ears, going in from left to right and out from right.Ben was about to fall asleep, but was startled awake by the woman's suddenly raised voice.

"Little Lord!!"

After Yan Heng was awakened, he looked at the swaying lips of the bronze bird in confusion, and lazily lay back for a long time: "I'm listening, you continue to say..."

Bronze Sparrow stared at the young master with a tired face and sighed faintly, pulled out the last soft needle on his neck, and held his shoulder for him, mentally: "Did you listen to what I said? You Remember, your body is the most important thing..."

"I know well..."

Yan Heng waved his hand and stood up from the bathtub. Tongque curled his lips helplessly, picked up a soft cloth to wipe him, put on his clothes, went around to the front to tie his belt, and couldn't help but whispered when he was tidying up his mouth He continued: "Young master, in Tongque's heart, the young master is ranked above the twelfth floor."

"What are you talking about?" Yan Heng glanced at her lightly, motioning her to keep silent.

But Tongque lowered his head, only staring at the belt in his hand: "We are your dead soldiers."

"It's the dead man of the landlord on the twelfth floor. It doesn't matter who that person is, it only matters on the twelfth floor. This is the original intention of my father in selecting you." Yan Heng said calmly.

I don't know why Tongque suddenly mentioned this, maybe he thought that he only worked hard for the twelfth floor and didn't cherish himself, so he wanted to go beyond and persuade him.

"Maybe they are, but I am not." Tongque suddenly raised her eyes stubbornly and said, "I only swear to follow the young master to the death."

Yan Heng shook his head and smiled: "Following me, isn't it just following the twelfth floor? The twelfth floor is the twelfth floor of Yan's house. Don't you think there will be a second building?" He pulled out the belt in her hand and tied it casually, turning around Around the screen: "Don't let me hear such words next time."

Tongque's calm voice sounded behind him: "I was just thinking, the young master seems to be keeping a secret from everyone."

Yan Heng's footsteps paused, and he turned to look at her.

The two looked at each other for a moment before Tongque said seriously: "I don't want to ask anything, I just want to tell the young master that Tongque is here."

Yan Heng didn't catch her burning gaze, he turned his head, his expression was still calm, but the slight movement of the muscles on his cheeks showed that his teeth were obviously clenched.He lowered his head and straightened his belt again, raised his head and said slowly:

"Let the priest come in."

Bronze Sparrow lowered its eyes, responded, and exited the room.

Sacrificial son-the sacrificer of the redemption array.Yan Heng needs such a person every once in a while to replace the chaotic qi and blood in his body and stabilize his roots.Ever since reading the complete first part of "Golden Hazel Song", Yan Heng became more and more unable to perform that evil skill, and his health was getting worse and worse, so he had to call in a sacrificial son in advance.

These sacrificial sons were collected by Tongque and Feige, and they used money or any other promises that could be achieved in exchange for these people to sacrifice themselves voluntarily.

Because the witch hazel song is a secret, even if the witch hazel song can be interrupted, Yan Heng will not choose to stop it.Taking the life of the sacrificial son made the secret continue to be a secret, and at the same time, a complete formation could better help him stabilize and improve his skills.

After a while, Tongque opened the door and came back, bringing in a girl in a butterfly skirt with a double bun at the same time.The girl bit her finger carelessly and timidly, observed everything in the room with curiosity, and finally fixed her eyes on Yan Heng.

Seeing that it was such a little girl, Yan Heng was also a little surprised, but he didn't show it on his face. He just nodded to Tongque, and Tongque withdrew again, leaving only the girl standing in place.

The girl smiled at Yan Heng, but Yan Heng turned to her side indifferently, and said to her: "You already know what you are going to do?"

The corners of the girl's raised lips retracted, and she said timidly, "Yes. I know."

Yan Heng nodded: "Come here."

The girl walked over and looked up at Yan Heng.Yan Heng stretched out his hand, and placed the "Red Crisp Hand" on her veins between his fingertips, but he didn't do it for a long time, he just stroked the young and tender skin slightly.The girl was a little itchy, she giggled, and seeing that Yan Heng was not angry, she couldn't help becoming more courageous, and asked him, "Big brother, don't you ask me why I came to die?"

Yan Heng said calmly: "Everyone has their own choice."

Because of this, he seldom hesitated.

Very little, not none.

His hesitation made the girl talk more: "I am for my brother. My brother is about the same age as your big brother. He is a hero who defends his family and country on the battlefield, but he is sick and can't even lift a knife." The big sister said just now, as long as I am willing to exchange my life, you can save my brother, right?"

Yan Heng was not aware of the transaction behind them, but at this moment he could only "hmm".

The girl smiled: "That's good, my brother is amazing, he is the hero who wants to end this troubled world."

Yan Heng smiled from the bottom of his heart at the girl's innocence: "Yes."

The "Red Crisp Hand" turned its fingertips and gently pierced the girl's skin.

"It will end, one day." Yan Heng said softly, "Let's have a good pregnancy in the next life."

After Tongque went out, she quietly guarded the door, Yan Heng's deserted appearance just now made her feel a lot of emotions.

She is not someone who likes to talk about her allegiance, but she has been a little uneasy recently.After Miaowu betrayed, it seemed that nothing had changed, and it seemed that everything had changed.And that person—Xiao Xie.

She didn't like him from the first time she saw him. She didn't know what kind of intentions he had in approaching Yan Heng, but she couldn't find anything against him, and Yan Heng seemed to trust him more and more.But now Yan Heng told her that that little Xie was Xie Wuqiu.

This identity may be heard by others as a symbol of madness, shock, admiration, and admiration, but in her ears it is fear.

It was not because he was afraid that he would become famous, but because the person in the book under Yan Heng's pillow would suddenly come alive and stand in front of him.

Every time I think of this place, Tongque will frown and let out a long sigh.This time, the sigh was caught before it reached the throat, and when the bronze bird looked up, it found that the damn Xie was standing opposite her.

Xie Wuqiu pushed open the door, poured a cup of cool tea out, and saw Tongque standing opposite and staring at him gloomyly.He raised his lips and smiled: "Oh, Mr. Tongque, good morning."

As soon as Tongque thought about it, he knew that he must be playing tricks again to live in the room opposite. That room is usually used as a study next to the master bedroom, and a bed was moved in for convenience and rest. It has not been used for a long time. .

Bronze Sparrow snorted coldly and turned its eyes.

Xie Wuqiu, however, looked at the locked doors and windows and the female dead guards waiting with interest, he threw the teacup back, the cup slid straight to the table, and landed firmly in the middle of the table, and then he stabbed come over.

"What are you doing?!" Tongque immediately stepped forward and blocked the way with a horizontal sword.

"Say hello to Yan Shaozhu."

"No need." Tongque narrowed his eyes and warned him, "You should understand, since you are from my twelfth floor, Lord Yan is your young master, don't be confused about your identity."

Xie Wuqiu raised his eyebrows: "Why, care about the young master, is there any problem?"

"I don't need you."

The old god Xie Wuqiu said: "I think Young Master Yan has been weak and lazy for the past two days. He already has the root cause of his illness. I'm afraid something will happen right now, so I can care about him."

"Are you concerned or are you cursing the young master?" Tongque got up on the floor with an ugly face.

"of course……"

What he said in this casual tone seemed not sincere enough, but before he could finish speaking, the sound of a blunt object falling to the ground suddenly came from Yan Heng's room, and the girl's short and weak voice: "Ah..."

Tongque's expression changed instantly, and he patted on the door eagerly, but got no response, and pushed the door open without any hesitation.

What came into view was a pool of blood, Yan Heng fell to the ground motionless, a section of pale forearm was exposed, the pulse on the wrist was black, and the needle on the fingertip also fell into the blood.

"Young master!" The bronze bird shot at the girl with cold eyes, drew its sword and pointed at her, "Get out of the way!"

The girl shook her head innocently, indicating that she was unable to move at all.Her blood-stained face had already begun to radiate a dying blue, and most of the blood on the ground came from her body.

Tongque doubted for a moment, retracted his sword and stepped forward to support Yan Heng's body. Yan Heng's eyes were still open, and his eyes rolled slightly, as if he was still conscious. A black curse mark appeared on his face, but his face was distorted in pain. Even the spell was twisted.

He used the witch hazel, but Tongque found out that the reversed qi and blood in his body were clearly still there, and had not been replaced by the girl, and the collision was even more intense.

Yan Heng's lips trembled and he uttered a word, Tongque didn't hear clearly, and lowered his ears anxiously: "What?"

Xie Wuqiu took a step forward: "He said 'medicine', does he have any medicine? Take it for him quickly! It will be broken if it is too late!"

Tongque saw that Xie Wuqiu took over Yan Heng and relieved him of his internal energy, so he had to temporarily put aside his prejudices and quickly search for medicine.

Yan Heng's medicine was in the room, and he didn't use it often, so he didn't take it with him. The medicine was actually a kind of poison, which suppressed his blood and dispersed his internal energy. The poison became a medicine for him, through his special physique, he dissipated the true energy of the collision, but if a person's internal strength and blood were dissipated, the martial arts would be gone first, and the person would die.Therefore, the medicine is only taken as a last resort, as an emergency.

The best way to survive is to use witch hazel to change Qi and exchange blood and maintain balance.

For Xie Wuqiu to save his internal strength like this, it can only temporarily soothe the pain.

Tongque quickly dug out the medicine bottle and took it out, poured out the yellow-brown pills and wanted to feed them to Yan Heng, but Yan Heng was so convulsed that he couldn't even open his mouth.

"I'll do it!" Xie Wuqiu snatched the pill, crushed it into powder in his palm, moved it to Yan Heng's mouth, and shouted to Tongque, "Water!"

After feeding the medicine, Yan Heng finally stopped the convulsions gradually, but his complexion was still very bad. The girl next to him had lost too much blood and passed out. Seeing this, Xie Wuqiu touched several big acupuncture points all over her body, and took out the medicine from his arms and wanted to give it to her. He also fed it, but was pushed away by Tongque's sword, and said coldly: "She is already a dead person, you don't have to worry about it."

Xie Wuqiu turned his head suddenly, his gaze was like a torch.

Tongque sneered: "I can't see it, but you have a kind heart."

After the words fell, Tongque suddenly drew out the sword, and the tip of the sword went straight to the girl's throat.Xie Wuqiu had expected that she was going to make trouble, so he shook the blade away with his palm, and slapped Tongque with his backhand.

Because Tongque was holding Yan Heng, he did not continue to attack, but took two steps back, but two hidden weapons flew out of his sleeves and shot at the girl on the ground.

Xie Wuqiu raised the water cup on the ground and kicked it towards him, caught the hidden weapon as many as he could, opened his arm and was about to strike the second palm, when suddenly a cold hand rested on his forearm, his movements froze and stopped.

Tongque also put away his sword: "Young Master! Are you alright?"

"No problem."

It was Yan Heng who held Xie Wuqiu down. Most of the curse mark on his face disappeared, and his eyes became clear again. Although his complexion was still pale and bloodless, he still slowly withdrew from Xie Wuqiu's arms and stood up straight.

"Tan Wan borrows a guest." Yan Heng called Xie Wuqiu the name for the first time, he looked at him calmly, the hand holding his arm did not move, "My twelfth floor is not a place for you to punish evil and promote good."

Yan Heng's tone was also flat, and he just stared at Xie Wuqiu quietly, as if he was judging the motive of his action just now, and seemed to have deeper complex emotions.

The hand on Xie Wuqiu's arm was still steady and cold, which made Xie Wuqiu feel like being held by a poisonous snake.He knew that "Red Crisp Hand" was the viper's trustee, and would always pick the right time to strike.Xie Wuqiu has seen countless masters in his life, none of them are as thin and weak as Yan Heng, but one cannot be underestimated.

He slowly lowered his arms, and smiled slightly with his mouth crooked in the face of Yan Heng's scrutinizing gaze: "You misunderstood me, I'm not a good person long ago."

"Really." Yan Heng looked at him indifferently, as if he was not pleased by these words.

"Since that's the case, what did you do superfluously just now?" Tongque sneered, then turned her saber to Xie Wuqiu, "Why don't you kill her now to prove that you have no other intentions. Come ten On the second floor, there must be a certificate of nomination? What's more, you are still from Cangya Mountain. The young master is magnanimous, I don't accept it."