"Since you don't want to say anything, then let me be the bad guy."
"Su Zun, Yun Lang..."
"Qingyun, right? It's the first time we meet. I'm Su Wuzhe."
Ignoring Alian's tactful obstruction, Su Wuzhe first came to Long Fushi's side. The fluorescent light flashed. He raised his hand to easily remove the burning palm prints on his face, and then introduced himself to Qingyun with a smile. .
"Junior Qingyun, pay your respects to Su Zun!"
It was only then that Qingyun officially met this young man who looked only a few years older than him, but whose white hair seemed to have come from the end of time!
"Be polite."
Facing Qingyun, Su Wuzhe's attitude could not be said to be very friendly, but even a little inexplicable coldness. Qingyun thought about it, which may be related to the fact that the other party has been in a high position all year round.
Looking at his somewhat familiar silhouette, Qingyun suddenly remembered that in the jade mine that day, someone seemed to have blocked the impact of the final explosion for him and Long Fushi.
He did not dare to look too directly at this peerless power in the spirit-returning realm, but feeling the opponent's aura, Qingyun concluded that the one who saved him in the end was definitely Su Wuzhe, so he quickly clasped his fists and said:
"Junior thanks Su Zun..."
"Don't rush."
Su Wuzhe shook his head indifferently, and then continued after completely interrupting Qingyun:
"I saved you entirely for Qinglian's sake. I will go to the ancestral court to ask for this debt. It has nothing to do with you. And if you really want to thank someone, you must know it by now."
At this point, Su Wuzhe's voice became obviously unhappy.
"Writing poetry?"
Qingyun is not stupid, so he naturally heard the meaning in his words.
When he said the name, Long Ranmo handed the tea respectfully to Su Wuzhe, but his hands trembled because of Qingyun's voice, and he almost spilled the entire cup of tea.
"You...you don't deserve to be called Miss! Miss...Miss, she..."
Long Ranmo was still dressed as a maid, but the resentment and burning anger in her eyes made her temporarily forget her respect for Su Wuzhe.
"Ranmo, shut up."
However, although Long Pangui spoke to stop him, the expression on his face remained unchanged, making it difficult to tell what he was thinking.
"As far as I know, the reason why the girl who writes poems can speak is all because of a jade on her neck. It's just that in the jade mine that day, she sacrificed it to protect you from snatching Yelan to ward off the final blow. The impact of the explosion..."
"You can't blame Yun Lang entirely!"
Before Su Wuzhe finished speaking, Alian rushed to defend Qingyun, but this seemed to completely ignite Long Ranmo's anger, and he heard him shout angrily:
"Is it Miss' fault!?"
"Ranmo! Come back! You have no place to speak here!"
A trace of anger finally flashed across Long Pangui Gujing Wubo's face. When Long Ran returned to his master with red eyes, Su Wuzhe held tea in hand and continued:
"Although I completely blocked the murder for you two in the end, the confusing sound jade was eventually damaged, so it is obvious that the girl who writes poems will never be able to speak again."
"This is impossible! She, she just..."
Qingyun was shocked when he heard this. He also remembered that after Long Fushi removed the Mysterious Sound jade in the jade mine that day, there seemed to be a deep scar in its original position.
"It seems I can only talk to you~"
Suddenly, a female voice that was not very pleasant, no, it should be said that it was somewhat unpleasant, suddenly reached Qingyun's ears, which shocked him!
"You! Compose poetry, can't you still speak?"
Qingyun was puzzled as he looked at the other party's mouth that opened and closed but remained silent.
"I think it's probably because you and I didn't get rid of the confusion before Baoyu was broken, right? What a pity for my beautiful voice~"
Long Fushi smiled and untied the light red gauze scarf around his neck. He said it was a pity, but his face seemed to be indifferent at all.
I saw that the Mysterious Sound jade at this time no longer had the slightest trace of fluorescence, and only red cracks as small as spider webs remained on it, as if the jade piece would be completely shattered with just a light touch.
"Shh~ They don't even know I can talk to them!"
For some reason, after Long Fushi lost her voice, she became unscrupulously playful when facing Qingyun.
At this time, Su Wuzhe looked meaningfully at the two people who seemed to be flirting with each other, and continued:
"Not only can the poem-writing girl not be able to speak, but she may also no longer be able to use her magic power. If you want to thank her, thank her first."
To a certain extent, Lord Tianwei's words were the truth of the world. Except for Long Fushi himself, the faces of everyone present suddenly darkened.
"Okay, now that this is over, I'm going to continue going south."
"Su Zun, why are you leaving just now? Why don't you stay a few more days, my Long family hasn't yet..."
Seeing this, Long Pangui quickly spoke out to persuade him to stay.
"Master Long, you're welcome. I'm just staying here to answer Qinglian's invitation. However, I have been troubled these days, and I have troubled you to find a lot of healing elixirs for me. Let's do this. After I return to Tianwei City, I In my own name, I will arrange for Qingxu Tian to exempt your Long family from paying taxes in Baizhen City for ten years."
"Su Zun, you...you can make this junior..."
After ten years of taxation, this unexpected windfall put Long Pangui in a dilemma. He didn't know whether to be polite or not, fearing that the boss would change his mind if he was unhappy.
"Okay, everyone, take care."
When Su Zun wanted to leave, no one dared to stop him. Only people like Alian who knew him shouted:
"Su Zun, your injury has not healed yet, why don't you stay for a few more days?"
"Ha! You little fox, don't think that I don't know what you are planning. Don't worry, he is fine!"
With a smile, Su Wuzhe stopped paying attention to everyone. Everyone could see at this time that the high-ranking Lord Tianwei probably had something important to do.
Just as he shook his silver-white hair and turned around to leave, Qingyun suddenly jumped up from the bed, then knelt down on one knee and worshiped Su Wuzhe:
"I am brave enough to ask you, Su Zun, to compose a poem for me..."
"Can you afford the price for letting me take action?"
Su Wuzhe interrupted Qingyun impatiently, and his tone was surprisingly cold.
At this time, Qingyun finally realized that Su Wuzhe seemed to dislike him. Although he didn't know the reason, now Long Fushi's loss of voice was indeed caused by him. He couldn't bear to put all the blame on the other party's wishful thinking, so he had to bite the bullet. road:
“But it’s driven by Su Zun!”
Everyone's eyes quietly focused on Su Wuzhe's face.
"Shameless talk!"
Finally, Lord Tianwei seemed to be ignited by Qingyun's ignorance and fearlessness, which had been suppressed for a long time. With just four words, all the cups and teapots in the room exploded, and even the doors and windows flew wildly.
"With your current strength, you are not even as good as the lowest-level Tianyi Guard. Why should you be driven by me?"
The little fox was about to open her mouth to smooth things over, but Su Wuzhe's cold gaze made her immediately understand her and the other party's respective positions. For some reason, Alian felt kind to Su Zun, who had silver hair like her, but at the same time, her heart Also full of fear.
Qingyun was silent.
He knew that everything Su Wuzhe said was the truth, but even so, if he didn't get lucky and give it a try, then maybe as the other party said, Long Fushi would lose his voice forever.
Taking a deep breath, he didn't know whether he was impressed by Qingyun's perseverance or stupidity. After a moment, Su Wuzhe turned back into the young man who was elegant to the core and said softly:
"Everyone has to pay a corresponding price for the choices and actions they make, and the same goes for Long Fu Shi. And if you let others bear the consequences for you, in my opinion, that is a coward. For example, you now can only plead I am above you."
Su Wuzhe said these words in his unique elegant voice, but they sounded so vicious and ruthless to everyone's ears.
"yes."
However, to everyone's surprise, Qingyun responded calmly, without any shame or anger on his face. His eyes were clear and gentle, but as strong and unyielding as a rock, which made Su Wuzhe's face show some appreciation for the first time.
After a pause, Lord Tianwei took a deep breath and then asked Long Fushi:
"If my guess is correct, the girl who wrote poems should have had her vocal cords cut off when she was young, and then by chance, she got the jade of confusing sounds and regained her new voice, right?"
Long Fushi nodded lightly, showing no trace of fear or pain, while Su Wuzhe turned his attention back to Qingyun, who had been burying his head in his fists.
"Presumably the other party came here for 'Huoyin', but to be honest, the injury is not serious but it damages the root. Unless you cultivate to the point of returning to the spirit, it will be difficult for gods to save you."
When the conversation changed, he sent a message to Qingyun alone:
"Boy, for the sake of the demon saint, I will help you again. Remember, in addition to the treatment and sealing of the soul, Ancient Jade Yelan also has an equally heaven-defying effect, which is to repair all kinds of damage. The magic weapon and magic weapon, I think you should have seen the true form of Yun Tianjing, right?"
Su Wuzhe's words were nothing more than a heavenly voice, instantly making Qingyun's eyes sparkle with a blazing fire of hope.
"The rim of the Yun Tian Mirror is formed by the solidification of the gilt jade, which also completely stabilizes its disintegrated mirror core. All you need to do is drop a few drops directly on the surface of the Yunyin jade. As for how to get the ancient jade Ye Lan, you have to find a way on your own, I don’t have the money to buy you those priceless things, and you can’t afford to pay them back.”
Hearing this, Qingyun almost laughed out loud, and thought to himself for a long time, could it be that Lord Tianwei is unwilling to save people because I am a poor boy?
Damn it, is this too snobbish?
Of course, after receiving this precious news, the young master was very grateful and thanked Su Wuzhe profusely, showering him with kind words as if they were free of charge.
"But, although the Chang family's background paper can't cover up the fire, it is also Qingxutian's top secret. You can't say that I told you!"
Qingyun nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
"Can I leave now?"
Seeing this, Su Wuzhe smiled elegantly and asked Alian, which made the little fox feel a little embarrassed for a moment.
"I hope that when I go to the ancestral court this time, you, Ancestor Cangyuan, don't see that I did something good, otherwise I will definitely be torn to pieces by him."
After saying this, Su Wuzhe flicked his silver hair and officially walked away into the sky.
PS: It’s so hard to come up with a name~
