"Alright." Chu Mengxun unhappily opened his mouth and coldly swept his eyes across Yun Jinxiu, "You go down as well."

Yun Jinxiu took the silver needle and pierced it into his arm. Bang!

Chu Mengxun's face twitched, and then he felt his entire arm go numb.

Yun Jinxiu raised his palm, and the dagger appeared, and then with a casual wave of his hand, a "chi la" sound was heard, Chu Mengxun's sleeves were suddenly cut apart, and her robust arm appeared in her vision, just that the color was somewhat terrifying.

The combination of green and purple was spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Yun Jinxiu's actions were extremely fast, and he completely ignored Chu Mengxun's orders.

Jing Hua was indignant, and wanted to stop her, but was suddenly stopped by Chu Qiao, who pulled her away in a hurry.

Yun Jinxiu opened the needle cloth and slapped his palm. The rows of silver needles on it seemed to have been grabbed by an invisible hand, piercing unerringly into Chu Mengxun's arm.

Chu Mengxun looked at him with some surprise: "Good boy, you do have some skills."

Suddenly, Yun Jinxiu kept the needle and cloth, and said indifferently, "Twenty two hours later, I will put the needles away. During this time, you are not allowed to move."

Chu Mengxun looked at the needles on his arm, his intuition was a little off, but he still opened his mouth: "Uncle Qiao, take him to eat something, then go down and rest."

Chu Qiao immediately replied from outside the door.

Yun Jinxiu did not look at him anymore as he walked towards the exit.

"If the gu poison doesn't disappear after 24 hours, you know the consequence." Chu Mengxun said indifferently.

Yun Jinxiu raised his eyebrows and turned around: "To tell you the truth, I've been using these twelve hours to torture you in the first place."

Chu Mengxun glanced at him with deep and serene eyes: "Scram."

Outside the door, Jing Hua's face was filled with suspicion as he stared at Yun Jinxiu, but Yun Jinxiu did not look at her, and followed Chu Qiao back to his own room.

After saying "I have no appetite" to send Chu Qiao off, Yun Jinxiu casually closed the door.

It was already deep into the night, and a crystal lamp hung in the room.

In addition, the layout of the room was filled with a boyish air.

Yun Jinxiu pushed the window open and looked out.

The moon had risen in the sky. The moon was shining brighter and brighter.

The night wind blew the faraway smoke from the furnace into the window. Yun Jinxiu took a small sniff of it.

The Chu Sect was truly worthy of being called a medicinal clan. The medicinal smoke that was randomly spread around, was actually all refining a fourth grade pill.

The smell of the smoke became stronger. Yun Jinxiu raised his hand and was about to close the window, but the window was blocked by something in the next moment.

Yun Jinxiu was startled, and turned around.

It was a slender and long finger that blocked the window's edge. It was the same with the green onions.

Yun Jinxiu raised her eyelashes slightly.

The moonlight fell on the curtain of the window, reflecting the figure outside.

The scent of the pill was sent in through the window.

That was a strange fragrance that would only be emitted when a fourth grade pill was successfully refined.

At the same time, it also served to remind her that the city she was in was none other than the Middle Desolation's Chu Cheng.

Available...

She looked at the reflection and her breathing seemed cut off.

The deathly still heart was suddenly struck by a stone, and following that, the entire space fell into chaos.

Her fingertips trembled slightly as she lightly landed on the window screen.

The moonlight melted and the night wind rustled.

Her long hair was lifted by the wind, and her shadow seemed to be on the verge of dissipating.

Yun Jinxiu felt as if his chest was struck by something, and it was extremely painful.

Her eyes narrowed as she suddenly felt fear.

The hand that had landed on the edge of the window moved slightly, about to pull it open.

"No." She quickly pulled the window open and opened her mouth.

Don't open it.

After opening it, everything was just the Mirror Water Moon.

However, the person she was thinking of was not him outside the window.

If it was just a big dream, it would be better not to approach that dream. It was better to savor the slightly bitter emptiness alone.

When did she become so afraid?

The hand that landed on the windowsill stopped and retracted.

The window closed with a "Ka" sound.

Yun Jinxiu stood there, but felt his heart sink as well.

Was it really an illusion?

She lifted her eyelashes, and the moonlight fluttered in the window, but the figure disappeared like mist.

She somewhat anxiously pushed open the window, but the outside was shrouded in darkness. Where was the figure of a person?

"Gong Liche!" Yun Jinxiu said.

It was ridiculous that she should summon someone who had already left in the dead of night.

He disappeared. In the East Continent, he didn't care about how he ended up like this, or how he ended up like this.

"Yes."

The voice came from behind her. It was so low in response, but it was like a bolt of lightning, striking her right in the face.

Yun Jinxiu's hand that was at the window lightly trembled.

A pair of hands came from behind and embraced her. The gentle warmth approached her ears: "When I'm not here, do you always call me by my name?"

The warm air sprayed onto her ears, neck, and Yun Jinxiu's entire body stiffened.

A voice in her heart asked herself in disbelief: Is it Gong Liche? How could it be him? He clearly left …

Yun Jinxiu suddenly felt sad.

He didn't feel any pain in his heart, but it was obvious when he saw it.

She had coldly ordered him not to think about reuniting with her. In her life, the heavens would never give her more miracles.

The lost doll would never come back.

She could only proceed to the end where there was no end.

But, but …

Why did he come back?

Her body trembled, but she didn't dare to turn around.

He hugged her tightly. "Four hours."

Yun Jinxiu's body trembled, and suddenly looked at him: "Two … "Time?"

He suddenly chuckled, "You're finally willing to look at me."

He chuckled like a flower, his eyes rippling with the power of the wind and the moon.

Yun Jinxiu's eyes turned sour, but he turned his head away slightly: "How about four hours later?"

He stiffened her body. "In four hours, you can do whatever you want."

Yun Jinxiu, "..."

She asked him about his business, but he told her about Tempest.

However, the wind and the moon were intoxicating.

"Do you have something to say now?" Yun Jinxiu's eyelashes trembled, and finally met his gaze.

He suddenly laughed, "I have nothing to say, but I have something to do."

Yun Jinxiu stopped for a moment: "What are you doing?"

He leaned forward and whispered, "Kiss you."

Chu Qiao looked at the needles on Chu Mengxun's arm and could not help but perspire: "Mengxun, this needle, although it has stopped the insect poison, it did not reduce the green and purple color on his arm by even a little, so I will still call a doctor right?"

Chu Mengxun swept his eyes across them: "Such a skilled needle technique, do you think you need to find those quack doctors?"

"But, if Yunche can give you another twenty-four hours of acupuncture tomorrow, wouldn't that be terrible?" With that kid's personality, he most likely would have done it.

Chu Mengxun closed his book and looked at the moonlight outside.

For some reason, his mood tonight was rather restless.

It was probably due to the poison, and the area where the needle was pointed at felt extremely itchy.

He frowned slightly. He'd suffered here and that kid had returned to his room early. He'd slept quite peacefully.

Annoyed, he said lightly, "Go and get him!"