~： The truth of 117 poison hair

Feng Yi Xuan thought that he would not forget the scene in his life. The thoughts of his heart huddled in the cold ground outside the attic. The white cloak she had just worn was scattered on the ground, and the cloak was full of blood.

There are long, short, shallow and shallow knife wounds on the arm of Lan Younian’s arm, and the new knife wound has been skinned and blood flowed to the ground. The blue sorrowful face was pale, the long blue silk was wet with sweat, and it was trembling, and the eyes seemed to be too awake.

Seeing such a blue sacred confession only made Feng Yixuan feel like a big stone smashing hammer on his heart, and the pain of the bursts came a little bit.

Feng Yixuan trembled and came to Lan Younian’s side and embraced the blue secluded mourning on the ground. It was such a simple movement. Feng Yi Xuan felt that it was so difficult to do, and it seemed that he wanted to ruin it. Everything between heaven and earth.

Lan You Nian opened his eyes and saw that he was caught in the arms by Feng Yi Xuan. The poisonous hair had not made a sound of blue sacred thoughts for so many years. In the arms of Feng Yi Xuan, there was a burst of unspeakable pain. The voice, that is more painful than the dislocation of the bones, it is more painful than the muscles and veins.

Windwing Xuan uses internal force to **** in the ghosts outside the attic, and screams at the ghosts and kills her. "Save her!"

In the attic, all of them saw the blue mourning in the arms of Feng Yixuan, and the trembling of the blue wing was also saddened by the swaying of the blue sacred eyes. The eyes were all restored to purple.

Ghost stood still in the same place and just looked at the blue secluded thoughts in Feng Yi Xuan's arms. I remember that when the younger sister was poisoned for the first time, she fainted in the past, and then to understand the poison, it was necessary to soak all kinds of people. The medicated bath, but from the beginning to the end, the little sisters did not make a sound, but at this time the younger sister unloaded the disguise of the strong huddle in the arms of Fengyi Xuan, will know the pain will know the sound, maybe this man really Can bring happiness to the younger sister.

Feng Yi Xuan looked at the ghost and did not answer or rescue him. He raised his hand and prepared to kill the ghost. The ghost did not move because he was as distressed as the weak little sister. He did not expect to save himself for many years but could not save himself. The person who cares the most.

However, Lan Nian Nian shuddered and covered the hand of Feng Yi Xuan, who was ready to take the palm of his hand. Because of the wound on his arm, the blue hand is white and the blood is bright red, and the strange enchanting.

Feng Yixuan took back the internal force of the palm and held the blue hand to listen to the **** little hand. He could obviously feel the cold body temperature and painful breathing of the woman in the arms, and the body that trembled because of the pain. Feng Yixuan felt that his heart was being cut with a knife and a knife. Otherwise, how could he feel the pain of his thoughts?

"I. Nothing!" Blue chanting whispered in the attic, because the mouth of the mouth ran a trace of blood, it was because the pain of blue sorrow bite his mouth.

Feng Yi Xuan is preparing to lose the internal force to Lan Yunian to ease her pain, but the ghost is rushing to stop "No! Her body can not stand the internal force of anyone!"

A low air pressure gradually spread in the attic. The windy and sleek atmosphere of the wind wing Xuan was getting colder and colder. It was necessary to freeze the whole earth, ignite the clusters of fire in the depths of the earth, and it seemed to burn the whole sky, but he was holding The movement of the woman in her arms is very gentle.

Fengyi Xuan holds the blue mourning, puts his palm on the mouth of the blue mourning, and does not let the blue secluded bite his own lips. The blue sorrow is not so clear and directly bites the palm of the wing, but For a moment, Feng Yixuan’s palm was bitten with a lot of scars, and some even bite off a piece of meat, but there is no pain on the face of Feng Yi Xuan, just watching the blue mourning.

Throughout the attic, I only saw the beautiful and handsome man, but the cold man was shaking and sitting on the cold ground, holding a woman who was too weak and frail, and standing or sitting or sitting with many friends, they were worried. Looking at the woman in the man's arms.

Lan Younian can feel the pain slowly dissipating. She knows that the poison has once again smashed the past. It has been smashed from yesterday to today, but perhaps because there is such a person’s companionship around, so Lan Yun’s thought is usually cold. The body temperature is warmer.

The night came quietly, and the trembling of the blue sorrowful body slowly stopped, and the eyes that thought the pain and the misty eyes slowly opened.

Blue Nian Nian opened his eyes and saw that his own wing wing is still unparalleled, but the purple eyes are red, and the eyebrows are close together, seeing their eyes open. Flashing surprises, the faint voice is even cold, but full of deep feelings and deep pets, pity and indulge in her "remember?"

When I heard that Feng Yi Xuan called her name, Lan You Nian wanted to touch the face of Feng Yi Xuan and found that he could not lift his hand. He could only pull the corner of his mouth but touched the wound at the corner of his mouth.

"Blue Song..." Blue You Nian only called out the name of the blue song and then closed his eyes weakly. Although he did not faint, he did not have the strength to open his eyes.

The blue song and the blue dance went to the wing of the wing a few steps away. "Pluto, the lady needs to bathe, the wound needs medicine, and please Pluto hold the lady into the room!"

In fact, today they not only saw the pain of the young lady’s poisoning, but also saw the man’s love for the lady admitted by the lady. They could feel the trembling body and painful eyes of the man when the lady was hurting. The determination to destroy everything.

Feng Yi Xuan took the blue secluded into the middle, except for the blue and blue songs that were served, everyone walked out of the attic to the courtyard in the yard.

Ghost gave Ghost II and others a medicinal herb to repair internal injuries. After all, Feng Yi Xuan really did kill them. If they didn’t care about the younger sisters, they would really die in the wind wing today. Xuan's hands.

Lan Jianjun was still shocked by the fact that his daughter had just been poisoned. He did not think that his daughter had suffered such a bitterness.

The tears of Hua Mu’s tears kept flowing. She saw that the younger sister who was always in the air was so weak and so painful that she fell there, but she could not help anything.

The wind and summer 祁, Jing Wu'an, plume, He Chuyang and so on are also very distressed. After all, they all see the pain of blue and blue thoughts. How can such a woman suffer from these cruelty?

The blue ink string slammed on the stone pillar, and he spurned himself more and more. He did not protect his sister, he...

"You are?" Although Lan Jianjun was in pain, but what he needed now was to treat his daughter, so he first asked the ghosts and others.

"We are a ghost, a ghost two, a ghost three, a ghost four, a ghost five, is a rumored disciple of a ghost doctor, and my sister is our little sister!" Ghost 3 knows that some things can't be hidden, from the sound they just made. The younger sister has already been obscured.

"The original sister is actually an apprentice of a ghost doctor. It is no wonder that a grandson will detoxify me because of my sister!" Jing Wuan suddenly understood something that he had never understood.

"What happened now?" Feng Yi Xuan does not care about what other things are related to him. He only cares about the body he is thinking about. He does not want to see the pain of reading.

When Feng Yixuan said this, everyone looked at the ghosts and waited for them. I hope that ghosts and others can answer them. After all, the blue singer is not as simple as illness.

Ghosts wait for people to stop talking. After all, if there is something that the younger sister does not want others to know, then they will not say it. They respect the choices and practices of the younger sister.

Feng Yi Xuan does not have the patience to fight Tai Chi with the ghosts, so he is ready to attack the ghosts and others. One ghost has been injured. Now it is difficult to resist the wind wing. Xuan's offensive.

However, at this time, a white-haired old man jumped out to block the guilt of Fengyi Xuan, and roared "Good boy!"

Everyone saw a ghost in front of a person standing in front of a spirit, his back was straight, and the white-haired old man with his eyes flashing away.

"Master!" Blue Nian Nian stood in the attic and shouted, with a unique spoiled taste in his voice.

Feng Yixuan immediately flew into the arms and took the blue glory into his arms. He looked at the blue secluded thoughts and watched the blue secluded thoughts still thin and weak and looked like blue secluded into the attic.

“Little thoughts!” The ghost doctor shouted, then flew into the attic, and the others followed the attic.

"Master!" Ghost and other people shouted in unison, they did not expect Master to come to the capital, afraid to come for the younger sister.

The ghost doctor carefully took the pulse for the blue secluded thought, and then gave a slap to the shoulder of the nearest ghost five. "How to take care of the little thoughts, become so thin?"

Lan You Nian is still held by Feng Yi Xuan, but the smile on his lips is very warm. "Brothers are very good to me, Master is not eccentric!"

"Hey!" The ghost doctor stroked the hair of the blue secluded thought, with the kindness of the elders in his tone. "Small thoughts, can you still hurt?"

"Well, it's okay!" said Lan You Nian, who seemed to be tired and leaned on the wing of Feng Yi Xuan.

Feng Yixuan took over the blankets brought by Lanqu and wrapped the blue mourning for the whole person. It was obviously summer but the woman in her arms was still cold.

"What do you want to know? I am a young master, you can ask me!" The ghost doctor looked at the crowd, and the eyes that had been honed through the years but still savvyly looked like a sword directly in front of them. With a clear oppression.

"What happened to this?" Lan Jianjun asked anxiously. As a father, he just hoped that his daughter would be healthy and healthy.

The ghost doctor looked at the blue Jianjun, and there was a hint of anger in his tone. "You are the blue Jianjun? What qualification do you have to ask?" After the ghost doctor finished, he saw the appearance of Lan Jianjun’s guilt, and then said, "You know." How old did the old man want to kill you?"

The blue ink string looked at his father so sad that his heart was also uncomfortable. He said to the ghost doctor, "Predecessors, in fact, the father has regretted it, father..."

If the ghost doctor interrupts the blue ink string, "repent? Then you know what it is like when I think about it?"

“Master?” Lan Younun shouted indefinitely. She knew that Master wanted to showdown today. If Master wanted to do this, she would not stop, but she knew that Master only felt bad about herself.

The ghost doctor did not answer the blue sacred thoughts as usual, but the eyes looked like a torch to the blue Jianjun. "When I was in the middle of a small thought, she was buried in the snow for many days. The whole person was almost mad. Such a cute child is as thin as a skinny, and it falls from the cliff and is hurt. Do you know what the old man took her back to the Valley of Medicine? What is the wound that is whipped, thin and thin? The body of an eight-year-old child, as well as the bruises that have been abused! Even worse, such a small child has been riddled with dozens of poisons!"

The words of the ghost doctors made the entire Yu Nian Pavilion quiet, and the blue Jianjun, who was never weak in front of the outsiders, was red-eyed and muttered "It’s all my fault! It’s my fault!"

"Hey!" Ghost doctors also saw that Lan Jianjun was indeed embarrassed, and did not continue to make trouble without saying it. After all, this person is a father who is a small person, more or less, or a bit of eloquence!

"Predecessors, what is the body of the sister?" The blue ink string comforted his father and asked with concern.

"Small thoughts are poisoned!" The ghost doctor did not conceal and directly answer.

"Predecessors are not ghost doctors? Is there no way?" Hua Mu asked, listening to the ghost doctor said that she had become more distressed to start her sister.

The ghost doctor sighed and looked at the blue secluded thoughts in the wing of the wing. "If there is a way for the old man, how can he let Xiao Nian suffer so much?"

"What are the symptoms of poisonous hair?" The wings of the wing are as soft as the feathers. The purple eyes are so deep.

Ghost three looked at the younger sister and did not stop and knew that the younger sister would not be squatting at Fengyixuan. It seems that this person is different in the heart of the younger sister. "This poison is because the younger sister has been given dozens of poisons since childhood. Derived poison, once a month, the pain of bloodthirsty when poisoning, it is more painful than cramping bones, every time the poison is not going to die!"

The deep purple of the wind wing Xuan is like a deep pool. Any object touches it and gradually sinks. It makes people unable to see the deep scene of the deep pool. His hands holding the blue secluded eyes are slightly trembling, but more It is firm, he will not let his mind leave himself.

Blue ink string This is the second time I saw my father crying. He saw his father’s eyes tearful and looked at his sister, and his eyes were blaming himself for death.

Seeing that the atmosphere of the house was so low, Lan Younuan leaned against the arms of Feng Yixuan and looked up. He looked up at Feng Yixuan and looked down at himself. The blue and white eyes were clear and bright, and they were clean and bright. It seems that they can illuminate their hearts.

"I won't be so easy to die, don't worry!" Lan Younian said this to Feng Yixuan, but also to everyone.

Under the light, the wind wing Xuan grew up, the cold and sharp face slowly eased, the thin lips pulled out a soft arc, and the eyes gradually filled with a smile, looking at her eyes, a gentle and gentle, like a river Slowly flowing over her heart "I won't let you have anything, I will stay with you wherever you are!"