Chapter 317

In the night, the white moonlight caged the small bamboo forest. Outside the bamboo forest, white clothes and black clothes were killed together, but there was no sound in the shadow of the sword! The wind pulled the bamboo forest and made a rustling sound. The sound of animals was hidden in the murderous atmosphere.

The night wind blew in from the window. Song Ningyu slowly opened his eyes. He saw a pure white, white tent top, white quilt, and even a tall and slender plain in white.

With Chunsu's joking eyes, song Ningyu swept around the plain white room. His voice was a little hoarse and asked, "what about those people?"

A pair of lukewarm big hands gently put them on her forehead and sighed: "disciple, can't you save your mind for the teacher once?" song Ningyu looked away and snorted coldly: "hum, do you think it's so easy to be a master?"

Chun Su took back his hand and said helplessly, "who let me be a disciple like you? I haven't made progress after teaching for so long. You should talk to me about how I was made like this by the boy of Hongmeng country."

At the mention of Ouyang fire, song Ningyu's eyes flashed an absolute murderous spirit. She narrowed her eyes, looked away at the white gauze curtain in the bed and whispered, "nothing."

One day, she will destroy Hongmeng under the iron cavalry of Tang country! One year, as long as one year, she will lead troops to attack Hongmeng!

Seeing that song Ningyu didn't want to say, Chunsu's eyebrows and eyes were slightly raised, and he said with a dull smile, "I don't think it's anything. People outside don't think so. It seems that I've come to take my apprentice back to participate in the wedding with Hongmeng tomorrow."

Song Ningyu covered her heart and coughed. Her originally pale face is now more white. The woman in white came in from the outside with a small piece of extremely fragrant soup. Chunsu raised her hand to take the soup and handed it to song Ningyu. She smiled at Song Ningyu and said, "eat it. It's an excellent tonic soup. It won't last three days. It must be lively."

Song Ningyu looked at the soup. It was bright and delicious. There were several medlar floating in the soup. He looked suspiciously at Chunsu, raised his eyebrows and said, "this is... The perfect tonic... Soup?"

Chun Su blinked mysteriously and said with a smile, "this is a folk prescription for many years. It is absolutely useful. Now it is passed to the disciple. The disciple should remember that he can make up for himself when he is gone."

Looking at the fragrant soup, song Ningyu hung his eyes. There was a faint fishy smell in the soup, slightly frowned and said, "what else is added in the soup? How does it have a fishy smell?"

Chunsu blinked at Song Ningyu and said with a smile, "the nose is spirit. It's deer blood. Drink it quickly."

The light at the bottom of the eyes of the woman in white on the side flashed a trace of helplessness. Why does your honor dote on a woman so much? It's just that it's different from your lover. What's going on after all?

Several wisps of rose flowers came in with the wind. There was a smell of blood in the wind. Song Ningyu looked up and drank the soup in the cup. The dizziness caused by excessive blood loss was relieved. Chunsu held her up and let her sleep better. She covered her with a plain white quilt. Seeing her frown slightly, she whispered, "but I'm not used to the white quilt?"

The woman in white lowered her eyes, looked suspiciously at the delicate but cold woman, and quickly lowered her head again. Song Ningyu slowly closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "if master has a heart, people sent by Hongmeng country don't have to be merciful."

Qinglang's voice whispered with a smile, "how about killing the emperor of Hongmeng for you?" the woman in white behind picked up the cup that song Ningyu drank, and a trace of magic flashed in her eyes! Since you can say it, you're not kidding!

"One day I will kill him with my own hands!" she will return this shame and hatred with her own hands one day. She will never fake her hand to anyone!

Chunsu's pupil shrank slightly and squeezed a red mark on song Ningyu's white face. The eyes looked like a brother who spoiled his little sister. She had seen such a look when mu Qianchen was looking for mu Qian. She was stunned and let the man in front of her knead her face wantonly.

After returning to his mind, he patted Chunsu's hand, but unexpectedly found that Chunsu's wrist was wrapped in white yarn. Chunsu put her hand into her sleeve and scraped on song Ningyu's small nose: "it doesn't matter when you hurt yourself in a fight."

Song Ningyu looked out the window at the petals and leaves fluttering with the wind and slowly slept. In such a place, he always felt a little relieved. Inexplicably, without any reason, I feel a little relieved.

"Ah Lin..." Chunsu, who was guarding at the head of song Ningyu's bed, wanted to leave, but was stopped by the low call, turned back to cover her quilt and sighed gently.

"You don't have to worry about him. Now you should worry about yourself." Gong Zilin is very good, or the blessing given by song Ning, very good.

The woman in white outside knelt at the door. Chunsu glanced at Song Ningyu and closed the window and door carefully before she went out. She saw Ouyang Huo, who was full of killing, striding towards here.

Under the moonlight, the fierce murderous spirit flashed a trace of displeasure in Chunsu's eyes. The woman in white beside her said, "your servant is incompetent. Please honor the punishment."

Chunsu raised his hand and said lightly, "it's brave to enter the place of the Buddha without permission."

Ouyang Huo dressed in a purple and gold brocade robe. Under the moonlight, his hands and feet exuded a strong imperial spirit. His eyebrows and tail were raised gently. A trace of absolute arrogance flashed in his red eyes. He said in a loud voice: "I don't know how to become you in the lonely Hongmeng."

They rubbed a fierce anger in the air with one ice and one fire. Black clothes and white clothes stood against each other, with a fierce murderous spirit. The night brightened the light Chinese waves in the small bridge water.

"Someone wants to kill you personally, so I won't kill you. However, if I don't kill you, it doesn't mean my men won't." the woman in white beside Chunsu understands and pushes open the door of the room. Song Ningyu lies on the bed and naturally hears the action outside. He sees Chunsu coming in and continues to pretend to sleep!

The light of the knife outside and the plain white white Ling wound together, and even a superfluous sound didn't come out. Ouyang's clear voice rang out under the moonlight. He shouted to song Ningyu's room: "love princess, if you don't see her alone before dawn, you have to send troops to Tangguo!"

Song Ningyu immediately clenched his fingers into a fist and sent troops to Tangguo!

Chunsu raised her hand, stroked song Ningyu's forehead and said softly with a smile, "don't move your sleeping eyes."

A pair of bright eyes slowly opened. Song Ningyu drank the soup and felt very tired. The opened eyes slowly blinked and whispered to Chunsu: "master, I'm going to sleep..."

"If you can be trusted as a teacher, just do what you want to do and carry everything for you." the low murmur sounded like trust. Chun Su sat on the chair by the bed, and the light reflected the cold and exquisite face a little pale.