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Nanhuang, she's back.

Nanhuang is a national name, and Nanjiang is the name of this generation. Nanjiang is famous for its poisonous insects, and Nanhuang is also known for its poisonous insects.

Sikong Ling is on his way. It's impossible to ride a horse without the guidance of local people in this place. Although he has lived here for several years, he just has a little understanding of it.

Well, to get in alive and come out half dead.

"Su Qingjiu, I'm crazy too, for you to go back to such a ghost place?" The thorns pierced sikongling's arm. He took a thorny road, because Nanhuang didn't like the arrival of outsiders. There were poisonous insects everywhere normal people could walk.

The only way that there are no poisonous insects is this thorny road, bleeding all the way, which is definitely better than who has more blood, and who has more blood will live to the end.

Blood came to the ancient village, Sikong Ling saw a woman with a drum, mouth slightly up. He casually touched the blood on his face and said, "master, I'm back...".

Sikongling woke up in the morning five days later, and he was covered with white bandages. He picked up a coat and put it on. He went out of the room. There is a Wutong in

's memory yard. The flower has already been opened this time.

The purple flowers in the courtyard fell to the ground, and there was a woman staring at the flowers under the tree. Some flowers fell down on her face, and she laughed and held the Wutong flowers in her hands.

Murmur: "a Wu Hua a read, a Acacia sorrow heartbroken...".

"Master?" , Sikong Ling called softly.

Wutong standing at the season of this season, he will stand quietly under the Wutong tree for a long time, until the rain and wind come down, and she will wake up in this trance of the misty thoughts.

Si Kongling had been waiting for someone until his master liked him. Over the years, the traces of time have never climbed on her face, perhaps because of the death of heart, the younger she is.

There are many children's toys in this small courtyard. When her master is bored, she plays with these children's toys. In all these years, he had never seen her smile sincerely.

"When you come back, the poison in your body is quite clear. Do you hate me?" The woman under the Wutong tree turned away and murmurs and stares at the teenager in front of the cottage.

If there is anyone in the world who can solve the poisonous insects she has done, he will be the only one. He saw sikongling, two brothers, one studying medicine and the other studying poison. Would he hate her?

If I hate her, I haven't forgotten her for so many years.

Sikong Ling shook his head. He didn't have any resentment for what he did voluntarily. "Master, you brought me up. How can you bear resentment for testing medicine for master?"

"Master, I didn't see him. But when I saw sikongchen, he was still as proud as he was when he was a child. He was really angry.

picked up a Wutong flower on the stone table in the morning, and there was some regret in his eyes. Xiyue really wants him to see the master of sikongchen, but he is a poison king. What can he do to see a doctor?

Do you want to talk to him about his toxicology? That's not a word. As far as his body is concerned, he will definitely die miserably compared with the doctor saint. Si kongchen can't see his body, doesn't mean other people can't see it.

"You haven't seen Zihua. Tell me, who cured you of the poison in your body?" Xiyue put her hands on her lap, dignified as a lady.

More than once, Sikong always felt that his master Xiyue used to be a lady from a big family. The usual manner of sitting was incomparable with that of the young lady he had met, such as Su Qing.

"It's a strange woman that I met." the praise for Su Qingjiu comes from the bottom of my heart. Si Kongling's words make Xiyue curious.

Sikongling was trained by her. She hasn't seen anyone whom sikongling admired. But he was moved to like it, so he wanted to see it?

"What a surprise?" "Asked Xi Yue.

"Both medicine and poison are cultivated. The skill of medicine is above sikongchen, and the skill of poison is above me. Master, do you think she is a strange woman? "She was only 13 years old, and she was full of admiration when she recalled.

"There are such people in the world. Why don't you bring them back?" Xiyue doesn't want to go out. She usually gives anything to sikongling.

"I can't beat her. How can I bring her back?" Si Kongling poured a cup of tea to relieve the dryness in his mouth. On this evening, he picked up a tea bowl and poured a cup of tea carefully, without dropping a drop of tea.

"But if you can't fight it, you can't bring it back," Xiyue said after drinking tea.

Is Si Kongling complaining to her? Long time no see, he had other emotions. When she didn't know what sikongling had experienced.

After chatting for a long time, Xiyue suddenly remembered that there were still several months to go before the appointed time. Si Kongling didn't see the person she wanted to see. What did he want to do when he came back this time. Unable to give any reason, she let him go back to the last time he went out.

Her taste of poison is so uncomfortable that people like Si Kongling should follow the strange woman and ask her to detoxify him. Then he will be free again and forget this courtyard and her."Master, I want to see the sacrifice here this time. Can you help me? I have something very important to ask. In the state of Qi, I met a person who would play Gu... "

"Lying again, with impure motives. But I can help. I'll try it for a month. Maybe I can bear it? " Xiyue puts forward the condition, her eyes are as cold as stagnant water.

"Hoo ~", Sikong Ling is panting. It's like a nightmare to test the medicine. His normally approachable master is like a different person when he tests the medicine.

She looked at him with hatred in her eyes, and then pity and remorse. All day long, I was trapped in the emotion of the past. Xiyue asked him if he hated him. He didn't want to answer Xiyue's question. He just wanted to ask, "is this enough for him? Put it down.

what has happened for so many years? The Wutong flower has been blooming again and again. It is meaningless to torture oneself again and again.

He, sikongling, always remembers who raised him over the years. No matter what she gave him, he had no complaints, because he had always believed in his childhood that he looked at the flowers of Wutong for a whole day, and the heart was weak.

Fear, wind and rain, but want to seek a pair of shoulders to block the wind and rain.

"I can bear it. Anyway, I know Master won't let me die. Master, it's strange to say that sometimes I hate you very much, but I put it down as soon as I saw your face. Sometimes, I feel that you are my own mother "

this is also a funny thing. When I know that the poison in my body is poisonous, I hate it very much. But when I returned to this place, I saw all the Wutong flowers on the ground.

"What nonsense? How can you be my son? Don't talk about it any more. When you are finished, you start the test. "The moon is in a hurry to get up." she will not see the eyes of the sky. She is back under Wutong flower tree and quietly watching the falling flowers in the air.