Xu Changliu looked at her angrily, gritted his teeth, and finally stopped coughing, and almost squeezed out a few words through his teeth: "No antidote? You don't have an antidote and you are talking so much here?! Let me give you some free time."
"..." Yu Jiuxu looked at him, her eyes gradually becoming confused, and she frowned: "It's not me who wants to tell you, you asked me to come here yourself."
"..." That seems to be the case.
Xu Changliu's eyebrows twitched slightly. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he had nothing to say. He was holding a breath in his chest that could not come down.
He gritted his teeth and hesitated several times to say curse words, but in the end he just said: "Ah, yes, yes, yes."
Yu Jiuxu's clear and stupid eyes were full of doubts. Xu Changliu didn't say anything, but said helplessly: "Okay, you can continue reading."
"Oh." Yu Jiuxu stood up and walked back without hesitation.
Xu Changliu held his forehead speechlessly, a little helpless. With his intelligence, he couldn't give him an antidote...
Suddenly she heard a sigh coming from behind. Before Yu Jiuxu had taken a few steps, she suddenly stopped again. As if she thought of something, she turned to look at Xu Changliu.
At this time, Xu Changliu was still immersed in the anger just now. Yu Jiuxu stared at her for a while before he felt something. He raised his eyes and met her eyes.
Seeing the rare calculation in her eyes, Xu Changliu couldn't help but feel a little "thump" in his heart. He wanted to pretend he didn't see it, but he silently looked away, but Yu Jiuxu had already turned back and rushed towards him.
Xu Chang remained conscious and hid behind, with a wary look on his face: "What are you doing?"
"..." Yu Jiuxu was silent, staring at him with sharp eyes for a long time, and then suddenly showed an innocent and harmless smile: "I have something to ask you."
"I have no idea.
"It's not up to you."
Before Xu Changliu could finish his words, Yu Jiuxu directly picked him up and dragged him into the palace. No matter how Xu Changliu struggled, he was poisoned and had no strength in his body. He could only moan and be dragged by Yu Jiuxu. Walk.
In the palace, Yu Jiuxu threw the person in front of him and waved. The dark spirits in the palace obediently withdrew and the doors of the palace were closed.
For a moment, only Yu Jiuxu and Xu Changliu were left in the hall. A little bit of sunlight filtered in through the hollow windows, reflecting beautiful plum blossom patterns on the ground.
Before Yu Jiuxu could do anything, Xu Changliu let out a fierce cry, hugged the pillar tightly, and was about to cry: "Don't come over here, I am a young man from a good family, you are forcing a good girl into prostitution, I will not obey you of!"
As he spoke, he looked at death with a look on his face.
Yu Jiuxu looked at him speechlessly, squatted down and said, "Don't be nervous, I've already said it, I just want to ask you something."
"..." Xu Changliu looked at her silently, with some suspicion in his eyes.
But Yu Jiuxu just smiled indifferently and said: "I know, you said last time, am I the one Su Luochen will find even if he goes against the wife's wishes?"
After listening to Yu Jiuxu's words, Xu Changliu was startled at first. It was obvious that he was a little surprised by this question.
This little girl is really weird. It's really strange how her IQ fluctuates.
While thinking, he twitched the corner of his mouth in embarrassment: "Yes...no, who knows."
His Shibawan tone and words really made Yu Jiuxu's heart go up and down a lot.
When he refused to say anything, Yu Jiuxu lowered his eyes, with a sharp look in his eyes.
The two looked at each other in silence for a moment, then she suddenly rushed over and grabbed Xu Changliu's collar. She gritted her teeth and said viciously: "Don't make me beat you. You don't want to be beaten by me either, do you?"
She just wanted a definite answer, and she knew it would be the answer she had in mind, but she didn't need to guess or feel it, only what she heard with her own ears.
Faced with her sudden expansion of momentum, Xu Changliu looked at her blankly. The two looked at each other in silence, and his eyes suddenly became a little obscure.
After a long time, he sighed helplessly, rarely became serious, and responded softly: "Yes. He loves you very much, very much."
…
at the same time.
In a small town dozens of miles away from Xianzong.
Due to Guan Yubai's awakening and the invasion of demonic cultivators, the current Holy Land Continent seems to have returned to twenty or thirty years ago overnight.
Even during the day, it is inevitably surrounded by a layer of black fog, and there is not a trace of sunlight all year round.
For a time, people were panicked, everyone was in danger, and the streets that were originally bustling with traffic suddenly became extremely depressed.
In the dilapidated old house, the wooden door creaked in the wind, and there was a faint light on the dilapidated windows.
Inside the house, beside a small bonfire, Mulan was lying on a pile of straw, her brows furrowed, but her breathing was even, and her head, hands and various parts of her body were basically covered with bandages.
The man was sitting on the windowsill on the other side, holding a wine bottle in his hand and drinking wine.
The wine in the jug made a "clinking" sound, accompanied by the crackling sound of burning matches, which seemed particularly abrupt in this quiet place.
Suddenly, Mu Wenlan, who was in a coma, coughed a few times, and then woke up. She opened her eyes in a daze, and could only see a blurry figure in front of her.
She didn't know how long she slept. She only remembered that she and Bai Qingqing had a fight, and then she used a trick to lure her to the cave. Then a lot of falling rocks rolled down, and she realized that she had been tricked.
After hiding in a small space for a few times, she was hit in the back by a boulder. Then she remembered that after she found a place that could barely avoid the rocks, she lost consciousness completely.
But why is she here?
While thinking, she blinked. She woke up with the injuries on her body. They were nothing at first, but when she moved, she felt heartbreaking pain all over her body.
Mu Wenlan gritted her teeth, endured the pain, and wanted to get up from the ground, but as soon as she moved, she heard the man say unhurriedly: "I advise you not to move for the time being, your injuries are not shallow."
"..." Mu Wenlan was silent, then raised her eyes to look at him. It was Yang Jiucheng who took her away from the Immortal Sect that day.
But it was obvious that he had saved her this time. Mu Wenlan looked at him with some doubts in her eyes. She swallowed, her throat a little dry and sore.
"Who are you?" she said. Her slightly white lips made her look very haggard and pitiful, but her eyes did not look like the perseverance that a sickly person should have.
Yang Jiucheng curled his lips and seemed to think carefully before replying: "I told you that my name is Yang Xiao, nicknamed Jiucheng. I am an unknown person, just a wild cultivator, walking between the two paths of black and white. To make a living.”
Hearing this, Mu Wenlan frowned, reluctantly stood up, and asked doubtfully: "Then why did you save me?"
Upon hearing this question, Yang Jiucheng swung the wine bottle in his hand for a moment, thought for a long time, and then said: "My mission is to use Li to lure that Yu Shu out. That's all, and the rest will be paid for."
"Besides, my task has been completed and the money has been settled. The relationship is no longer between the seller and the buyer. What I want to do depends on my mood."
Originally, he just wanted to look around to see if there were any magic weapons they left behind during the fight. If he picked them up, he should be able to sell them for a good price.
But who would have expected that I accidentally saw her. She was so shocked at that time, but she didn't even die, and she was still breathing.
Based on the principle of wanting to be a gentleman, he still rescued her.
Mu Wenlan looked at him, and Ying Yue could feel a trace of nobility that was difficult to conceal from him. He must not be who he said he was.
Mu Wenlan frowned deeply, thinking about what he just said, and said thoughtfully: "Then... Yu Shu, how is she?"
Although she had expected it, Mu Wenlan only thought that she was an ordinary demon cultivator who had this opportunity due to some strange combination of circumstances.
But now it seems that things are not as simple as she thought.
