Chapter 661

Song Ningyu beckoned lazily: "go and find an opportunity to get some poison from the rain killing hall back to me." song Ningyu suddenly remembered a book related to poison that she had turned out from every corner. It explained all kinds of strange poisons. Song Ningyu had read it easily. It seemed that there was a record of the red fire spider king.

The two figures quickly disappeared at the top of the attic. Song Ningyu held his face blue and white. Seeing that the two people were far away, song Ningyu slowly stretched out his hand to touch his feet. Ah, the feet were still swollen and blistered. They must be broken!

The breeze passed slowly, bringing up the fragrance of magnolia flowers everywhere under the attic. I don't know if it's because of the north mountain. I always feel that there is some red and hot flame smell in the wind. Now there are still some scattered flames in the north mountain, which are clearly extinguished under the moonlight.

The tree was cut down for nearly 100 meters, completely dividing the whole North mountain into two. Nearly half of the green forest of the whole North Mountain was turned into ashes. The roar of countless wild animals was so far away that they could be heard faintly as long as they listened carefully.

Those fire-fighting imperial guards holding torches have begun to return to the palace. Countless imperial guards are standing on the wall. Torches light the side clearly, winding up all the way like a distant and hot fire dragon.

After a long distance, I found that the north mountain was as ethereal as a dream. Maybe that place is the oldest place in the whole Huangdao!

A warm cloak fell on song Ningyu. Song Ningyu looked up along the shadow. It was pure white clothes shining in the moonlight. Song Ningyu was dazzled by his pale white hair. In his mind, lightning and flint overlapped with the man in the bathroom!

"You..."

"What's the matter? I'm stupid. I made some medicine for you and put it on you." what kind of face is under that thin shawl. Song Ningyu was suddenly afraid. She didn't even have the courage to stretch out her hand to pull off the plain veil.

Song Ningyu sat up. Chunsu had knelt at her feet and began to take off her shoes neatly. The action was as gentle as ever, which was very different from the man who was eager and rough in the bath!

Song Ningyu winced in embarrassment and reached for the jade box in Chunsu's hand. Her voice was hoarse and worn: "I'll come... Chunsu..."

Chunsu suddenly raised her head, and a pair of eyes filled with the whole starry sky reflected an embarrassing shadow on her face. There was a gentle love like water in those eyes. Song Ningyu pursed her lips, and she became a little overwhelmed in those eyes.

Chun Su lowered her eyes, reached out and handed the box to song Ningyu. She rubbed song Ningyu's hair with her big hand. Song Ningyu was impatient and cut some short hair. She smiled and said Wen Wen Wen: "now the disciple is really grown up. It's not even possible for a teacher to wipe a medicine for the disciple. Alas, wipe it yourself and be careful."

Having said that, Chun Su sat next to song Ningyu and touched a pot of wine from behind. Song Ningyu stared at the box in her hand and looked at the light wine with a pot of cold wine fragrance floating out in pieces. He smoked at the corners of his mouth, but his eyes relaxed by three points.

Chun Su always knows where her bottom line is. It won't be too. He can always appropriately alleviate her embarrassment.

Song Ningyu lowered her eyes and took off her socks. The blisters were indeed broken. She didn't even have much consciousness. She suddenly missed the body that didn't matter how it was hurt. Even a knife would heal quickly. It turned out that it was because of that Gu, and the price she had to pay was to be trapped forever in this imperial island.

"Are there any other men here?" song Ningyu murmured at the corners of her lips, dug out water transparent medicine and applied it to the wound. The pure drinking hand paused slightly, and a trace of chaos flashed in her cool eyes like immortals.

"Why do you ask?"

Song Ningyu stared at his feet, didn't pay attention to the pure look, and said stuffy, "nothing, just ask. It seems that all of them are women."

Chunsu nodded faintly: "it's true."

Song Ningyu finished smearing the medicine and stuffed the box back onto Chunsu. Chunsu handed the medicine to song Ningyu and picked a slender and exquisite eyebrow: "you can keep this thing and it has an excellent effect on trauma."

The white lady standing behind the pure plain looked at the box of medicine and sent it out. The flesh of a beautiful face on her face was very painful. The priest did not regard her body as a body, but she had a preference for her royal highness.

Song Ningyu was not polite at the moment, so she accepted it directly. Since Chunsu herself said that she was her master, she was not polite! An apprentice always wants to accept a move from his master.

The clouds in front of him became a little misty. Chunsu shook the wine pot in Song Ningyu's hand: "Xuantian brew, the filial piety of xuanlin family, do you want to have a try?"

Song Ningyu picked her eyebrows and was surprised: "xuanlin clan?"

Chun Su picked her eyebrows like song Ningyu. Her long white hair was tied at random by a white ribbon. The white hair on the second floor brushed in front of her. The whole person was too delicate to be true. Song Ningyu always had the illusion that people in front of her wanted to turn into immortals and leave.

Since there is only Chunsu here, the person in the bathroom... Song Ningyu trembled and slowly stretched out towards the thin shaggy covered on Chunsu's face. She was eager to know whether this face was the person she saw in the bathroom! But she was afraid that if some things were exposed, would they be lost?

Song Ningyu's hand stopped at the edge of the shawl of mackerel gauze. Chunsu lowered her eyes and said with a smile, "why aren't you curious?"

She faintly withdrew her hand and shook her head: "since you don't want me to see it, it must be something I shouldn't see. I'll see it."

The pure and cool voice slowly drifted with the fragrance of Magnolia. He said, "you have to believe that I won't hurt you anyway. So, what are you afraid of?"

Song Ningyu tightly grasped the plain dress on her body and looked down at the brocade White Magnolia on the long dress. Suddenly, tears slowly dropped on the brocade white magnolia, which made the Magnolia a little real for a moment, as if the petals under the tears were real and stayed on song Ningyu's skirt.

Chunsu held xuantianniang in her hand and became stiff. She pulled away some ugly smile, raised song Ningyu's chin and said in surprise: "what? How is that strong woman who threatened to bleed, sweat and don't cry now?"

Song Ningyu clapped Chunsu's hand with a sob: "who has seen my tears except crying in front of you!" yes, all her sadness has been seen by Chunsu. There is a person who accompanied her joys and sorrows. That person is Ou Yanghuo, who has seen all her sadness and negativity.

Chunsu took out a handkerchief embroidered with magnolias.