the beginning of the full moon

The night of this day is coming to an end. Lange and Qingfeng are both tired. They lie on the bed and close their eyes to rest. When Lange is about to fall asleep, he suddenly remembered something and sat up abruptly: "It's over, it's over, Jiang Suo and Su Gu are still waiting outside the city wall." Then he got off the bed, put on his shoes, and walked outside the door.

Qingfeng heard the movement, stopped him and said in a daze, "They're all fine, they're all back."

"How to say?" "There is only one window in the whole city wall, and it has not been guarded yet. You are a vegetarian?" Fan Ran came to his senses, and Lang Ge let out a long breath.

After this stimulation, Lange regained his energy. Lying on the bed with his eyes open, Qingfeng turned over and fell asleep again.Qingfeng suddenly turned around again, pinching Lang Ge's ear and gently massaging it, it was itchy but very comfortable.

Lange: "Does Mr. Xian like you like this?"

After hearing this sentence, Qingfeng opened her eyes in amazement, her eyes were like a deer's, suddenly hurt with defenselessness, but it was only for a moment, she recovered and lowered her head and smiled: "What are you farting." Lange never Seeing Qingfeng like this, he realized that he had poked Qingfeng's sore spot, and stretched out his arms to wrap Qingfeng in his arms: "I'm sorry."

Qingfeng sighed heavily: "Lang Ge, do you know what will be in the moon-watching after?" Lang Ge shook his head, Qingfeng: "Tsk, the moon-watching after that is not as easy as what we experienced before. Firstly, you must know how to feel aura, and secondly, you must have soft armor on your body..."

According to Qingfeng's words, Lange was indirectly eliminated in Xiancheng.Although Lange didn't have great ambitions in Wangyue, he was still unwilling to be told at this time.

Lange: "Well, what then?" Qingfeng said in a low voice: "There are not a few people who go through the level of Xiancheng." I don't have much interest, let alone without the effect of the medicine, I will only be a drag among you in the future. Therefore, I will withdraw from Mochizuki in the future. But if you want to make a name for yourself on Mochizuki, I can Find a way for you."

Lange: "I'm a little confused right now."

"Listen to me, after passing through Xiancheng, there is Bitan, where there are many traps and countless hidden weapons. There will definitely be people who have escaped a lot in Xiancheng and lose there. All you have to do is to use Jiang Suo With the strength, help you support one level, just one level."

Lang Ge didn't say anything, but closed his eyes: "I'm tired." Qingfeng was sensible, closed his mouth and said nothing more.

Ever since she was with Xianjun, Qingfeng has been involved in the Moon-Watching Controversy. She has personally witnessed the intense and bloody Moon-watching one after another, the success or failure of one person after another, and the hesitation of one after another. I have seen with my own eyes that people who won honors at Mochizuki, although they endured hardships, could not keep their original aspirations in the bustling and were dragged into the "mire". Those disgusting images have been lingering in Qingfeng's mind, lingering, so All along, he wanted to keep Su Gu and Lang Ge away from Mochizuki.

At noon that day, the wind was sunny, the birds were chirping, and the air was full of soft fragrance. The breeze leaned against the pillar of the inn, and watched Jiang Suo, Su Gu, and Lange go to the next level of Bitan, knowing that Lange's back was slow. Slowly turning into a small point of nothingness, Qingfeng rubbed his sore eyes, put on his uniform, went into the inn to drink a cup of tea, and waited for Lange's return in a few days.

In the past few days, Qingfeng had nothing to do, and Xianjun often came to his room to sit and sit. Qingfeng was packing up the medicinal materials that Lange might use when he came back, while chatting with Xianjun. The kind of fox fur is the warmest, which restaurant in Xiancheng has the best food, who is most likely to win this year's Mochizuki, and which ghost king will stand out next time.

Xianjun picked up a pack of angelica: "When will you know how to do medicine?" Qingfeng couldn't help but think of the days when he was with Wei Jinhuai in the casino, the corner of his mouth raised: "A friend." Xianjun: "Hmm."

The five days, whether it is long or short, have all been prepared for internal injuries, external injuries, external and internal use, and Jun Xian often teased him.On a gloomy afternoon that day, three figures came stumbling from a distance, Su Gu and Jiang Suo supported Lange from a distance.

The wounds on Lange's back were shocking, they had not been properly healed and recuperated, the old wounds were torn before they healed, and the new wounds were mercilessly added.

Su Gu and Jiang Suo both wore gold silk soft armor inside. Although there were scars, they were not seriously injured, but Qingfeng had no time to take care of them at the moment. He frowned and carefully bandaged and treated the dying Langge. Seeing this, Xianjun He even occupied the kitchen of the inn to cook medicine for the three of them himself.

"Why bother, if I knew this, I shouldn't have given you that bad idea in the first place."

Lang Ge lay motionless on the bed, but raised his eyebrows: "Otherwise, what kind of bullshit is it for me, your husband, to be unknown in Mochizuki?"

Qingfeng shook his head and sniffed: "How is it?"

Lang Ge laughed, but this smile touched the wound on his body again: "I didn't quit until there were less than ten people." After speaking, he put his uninjured arm around Qingfeng's neck, Qingfeng was frightened, and suddenly There is no weight in the hands: "Don't make trouble."

The smell of medicine from the inn kitchen climbed into the window along with the wind, Xianjun yawned boredly on the rattan chair, and the battle of Mochizuki finally came to an end.

In this Mochizuki, Jiang Suo won the first place, Sugu fifth, Lange sixth, and Xianjun, as usual, was the most unexpected in Mochizuki, without a single soldier, without hurting a life or even Without anyone complaining, so many people were eliminated indirectly.

The beginning of the full moon, the end.