long night walk

Chapter 868 We Are Different

Bai Lian's voice was louder, with an excited expression on his face: "Or it's true, as the time rumors say, you and your mother are friends to make up for the Sixth Sword!"

Bai Lian clearly felt the foot on his arm stiffen severely.

I don't know what kind of time Baili Yu recalled, but a trace of complexity flashed across his handsome and arrogant face.

Bai Liyu's hostility did not subside, and Bai Li'an slowly closed his eyes. When he was ready to face a more painful lesson, the severe pain suddenly let go of his severed arm.

Baili Yu let go of his feet.

When Bai Lian turned his eyes to look away, he had already turned around.

Yushu's straight figure stood in front of the crack in the void, with the spirit sword Rising Dragon on his waist, and the black and red sword robe calmed down in the wind.

Since Baili Yu's back was facing Bai Lian at this moment, he couldn't see the expression on his father's face clearly.

Just before he set foot on the crack in the void and was about to leave, an ethereal voice came along the wind:

"Since you have chosen a path to go to the darkness, if you lead the ghost to harm the world in the future, even if you are the son of this seat, you will not forgive it easily!"

The crack closed, and Baili Yu's figure completely disappeared.

Bai Lian's broken arm was crushed in the mud, and the pain in his chest made it difficult for him to think at the moment.

He lay on the ground, staring blankly at the white clouds above the sky, until his consciousness was about to blur, he murmured: "I won't..."

After the last battle with the pig demon clan, coupled with the aftereffects of taking Baiming Dan, Bai Li'an's body can be said to look normal on the outside, but the inside is already riddled with wounds.

After last night's treatment, the general's injuries have been suppressed, and it will not be a serious problem if he slowly recovers in the future.

But after today's sudden arrival of Baili Yu, the wounds were added to the wounds, and even the realm of seeking the second rank, which had just broken the mirror, showed signs of a slight instability and decline.

As a result, when Bai Lian slept like this, he slept in Taixuanzong for a full ten days.

The first time he woke up, he got up abruptly and touched the Suzaku Cosmos bag in his neckline. After sleeping for ten days, his mind was a little confused.

In a daze, he only remembered that his father came to Taixuanzong and forced him to surrender his life.

In his drowsy dream, he had nightmares again and again. He dreamed that Shou was covered in blood and fell under his father's sword, babbling and looking at him with his big blood-red and pitiful eyes.
Today's Bailian can no longer distinguish between dreams and reality.

Pale-faced, he groped around in his clothes, and he couldn't care less about the stabbing wounds on his chest and arms. After groping for a while, he only found the wound and bandages on his chest, and nothing else.

His complexion turned pale instantly, and cold sweat dripped down his face.

No!No!How could there be no more!
Where is my Suzaku universe bag!

Shou!

Could it be that his father took it away!
Bai Lian's mind went blank, his face was full of panic, and he didn't even know where he was at the moment.

He forgot to lift the quilt covering his body and left under the bed.

Bai Lian, who had no strength in his hands and feet, slammed hard and made a big noise.

Surprisingly, almost in the next instant, Su Jing broke into the door, and the tense little black face saw that Bai Lian was lying on the ground in a panic, and his breathing was slightly stagnant, so he trotted over to help him with an ugly expression.

When Bai Lian saw Su Jing, his eyes were red with excitement.

He hugged Su Jing regardless, like hugging a life-saving driftwood in a helpless moment.

Trying hard to stand up, while struggling to get up, he hurriedly asked: "Where's my universe bag! Have you seen my universe bag!"

Su Jing's movement of going to help him froze suddenly, like a frozen quail, with his hands outstretched and frozen in mid-air.

Her pitch-black pupils were confused and ignorant, her voice froze, after Bai Lian urged him several times to ask him the whereabouts of the Qiankun bag.

She replied stiffly: "What Qiankun bag? I didn't see it."

"I'm going to find my universe bag... I'm going to find my universe bag."

Su Jing looked at Bai Li'an's delirious appearance, which was completely different from his usual calmness.

She finally felt something was wrong, and after she frowned slightly, she shouted loudly: "Wen Hanwei! Wen Hanwei!"

A slender figure against the light appeared from the wide open door. She was holding a bowl of hot medicine, and she came into the room without haste.

The woman is wearing a white school gown, a belt with a jade engraved pattern of blue birds and flying phoenixes, and a simple waist ornament with silver and white snow tassels.

The collar of the placket and collar is hooked with silver, and the wide sleeves flutter. The outer robe made of white feather gauze is embroidered with red thread with a magical pattern of red lotus born from the fire. This is Taixuanzong's inner sect robe.

Disciples like Wen Yu, who do morning exercises in the mountains, don't wear the robes of the sect that have the pattern of feather veil and red lotus.

Obviously this woman has a very high status in Taixuanzong.

She walked slowly in front of Bai Lian and Su Jing, and raised her eyebrows in surprise when she saw Su Jing being hugged and honestly calm, but she didn't say much.

The woman's hand was as sharp as electricity, and she pulled Bai Lian over in a very ungentle way.

The slender arms hugged Bai Lian's head very forcefully, and poured down the boiling hot and steaming medicine juice in the bowl.

Bai Lian was so choked that she coughed repeatedly, and the pitch-black medicine juice gradually came out, staining the pure white clothes on her chest.

Su Jing watched the steaming bowl of concoction poured in, frowned again and again, and finally couldn't hold back and said, "It's hot."

Wen Hanwei's eyebrows are cold, she belongs to the kind of woman with a cold and beautiful personality.

She lowered her head and glanced lightly at the young man whose cheeks and lips were scorched red, with her thin lips slightly parted, she said earnestly, "Wen Cong said that the medicine will be effective only if it is drunk while it is hot."

Su Jing snorted, believing it innocently, then stretched out his hands to pinch Bai Lian's nose and chin, and signaled her to continue drinking with his eyes.

So with the help of the two people who had never taken care of anyone before, Bai Lian passed out again in a groggy state.

Yaoxian Wen Cong, who had just stepped into the room, saw this scene, his eyelids twitched twitching.

The frightened old man hastily put down the medicine basket and iron hoe behind his back, and ran over to pick up Bai Lian, who was between the two, and put him on the bed.

"Old man, I'm still wondering. It means that the injury that should have been healed in five days and get out of bed is why it's the tenth day and you still can't sleep? It's a life-and-death struggle for you and your caregivers."

Wen Cong felt Bai Lian's pulse while complaining.

After taking the pulse for a while, his complexion turned dark again, and then Su Jing said: "He just woke up once, very excited, and he couldn't stop himself from getting out of bed."

Wen Cong looked at his daughter with an ugly expression, and said speechlessly:

"Girl, I asked you to decoct this boy in the morning. There is a licorice called Sangyang. How much did you put?"

Wen Hanwei frowned: "I followed your order and put two spoonfuls."

Wen Cong ground his teeth: "What a big spoon."

Wen Hanwei said: "Your drinking spoon."

Wen Cong slapped himself on the forehead, and said frantically: "How can it be compared? I'm talking about a small spoon for weighing medicine, two spoons are enough, the old man's wine spoon is bigger than your face!
If you take these two spoonfuls, the amount of medicine is enough to make a person excited like a fool!It's good that this kid is just delirious! "

Wen Hanwei was a little displeased at being scolded, and said with a cold and pretty face: "My face is not big."

Wen Cong has always been short-tempered towards his daughter, he waved his hand weakly, and said: "It's ok...it's my fault for asking you to boil the medicine. In the future, I should come to boil the medicine in person. You can help me out." Get a pitcher of cold water, and add some ice cubes."

Wen Hanwei has always been taciturn and doesn't like to talk and communicate with others, and it's the same with her father, and she didn't ask what she wanted cold water for. After taking a light look at Bai Lian, who was lying unconscious on the bed, she turned around and prepared to go.

Su Jing asked bluntly, "What do you need cold water for?"

Wen Cong took out the medicine bag and administered the needle to Bai Lian, and responded without raising his head:
"This kid has eaten too much mulberry yang grass, and the fire yang energy is too strong. It is easy to suffocate his brain if he holds it in his body. He has to use ice water to force out the excess medicinal properties."

Su Jing snorted, then squatted on the edge of Bailian's bed, put his hands on his knees, stared at the void without saying a word, in a daze.

Wen Cong ignored the suzerain's daughter, in his impression, this Su Jing had this strange temper since he was a child.

It is extremely rare to be able to speak a few words with him today.

Soon, cold water is ready.

And Bai Lian also woke up from his lethargy, and when he opened his eyes, he saw an old man with a gray beard smiling at him: "Boy, you woke up, how do you feel?"

Unlike the first time he was so excited, Bai Lian only felt that his sea of ​​consciousness had been tossed in a mess and he was very tired.

Consciousness is like mud mixed with water, it is extremely difficult to condense thinking.

Wearily half-opening his heavy eyelids, he murmured: "The Qiankun bag...my Qiankun bag."

Wen Hanwei glanced at him, turned around silently, took out a black Qiankun bag embroidered with the Suzaku pattern from the wardrobe in the room, handed it to Bai Lian, and said coldly: "Here."

Bai Lian held the Qiankun bag as he found it, looked at Wen Hanwei gratefully and said, "Thank you."

Wen Cong patted his cheek: "Eh? Eh? Boy, you answer my question first, how do you feel now?"

Holding the Qiankun bag, Bai Lian's heart also settled down a little bit, he said: "Well... the body is very tired and thirsty, and there seems to be a fire burning in the abdomen, which makes the brain hurt..."

Wen Cong glanced at his daughter with resentment in his eyes. This kid is the direct son of Tianxi Sword Sect, and he hasn't healed anyone for thousands of years.

If the sword master's son was cured for the first time, I'm afraid I'd lose my old face.

He quickly helped Bai Lian up, and untied his clothes: "Hurry up, take off your clothes and go into the cold water, the old man will prepare some neutralizing herbs for you to force out the medicinal properties of Sangyang grass... Eh? What are you pushing the old man's hand for?"

Wen Cong was a little annoyed when he saw that the boy was not cooperating at all.

Bai Lian pulled his half-opened clothes, looked up at Wen Hanwei who was watching with an indifferent expression, and said with a wry smile: "If you want to kiss each other, please avoid it."

Wen Hanwei glanced at Su Jing, and asked calmly, "You won't leave."

Su Jing slightly opened his eyes, puzzled and asked, "What?"

"It's nothing." Wen Hanwei said no more, turned around and left, not forgetting to close the door.

Wen Cong chuckled: "You kid just has a lot of shit. My daughter is two hundred years old and can be your grandmother. Looking at you is about the same age as a baby in swaddling clothes."

The corner of Bai Lian's mouth twitched, seeing that the girl would never be more than 20 years old, but she is already two hundred years old, so she has at least a cultivation level above the Tuohai Realm.

Sure enough, he deserves to be called Taixuanzong who has produced a large number of talents.

With Wen Cong's help, Bai Lian took off his clothes, with bandages on his chest and arms.

I don't know what kind of material the bandage is made of, it's amazing, when he sat in the water, he didn't even get wet, and the wound avoided the cold water perfectly.

Perhaps it was because the mulberry herb in his body was too strong, Baili was sitting in the cold water tank with ice stones under his body, and he didn't feel the cold at all, but the pain of the splitting headache was also reduced. a bit.

Yaoxian Wen Cong continued to take the silver needles behind him and stabbed them slowly one by one on the top of his head. After a few needles, Bai Lian could only speak and could not move.

"The boy was seriously injured, but he actually had the courage to take the Baiming Pill. I heard Su Zongzhu said that you killed that demon sect member by the sword. You are truly terrifying."

Wen Cong said in a friendly manner, although this kid's strength is not good, his courage is indeed commendable.

And the wounds on his chest and arms Su Guanhai naturally wouldn't say that his father did it, so Wen Cong only thought it was the remnants of the Demon Sect.

Bai Lian smiled wryly: "Thank you for your treatment, senior. May I ask who is senior? How do you call him? Where is this place?"

Wen Cong coughed lightly, puffed out his chest, put away the silver needle medicine bag and said:

"The old man's name is Wen Cong. This is the secluded garden behind Tai Xuanzong's mountain. Su Zongzhu arranged for you to come to the old man for treatment because of your serious injuries. Don't worry, with the old man here, your injuries are nothing serious."

After finishing speaking, Wen Cong glanced secretly to see Bai Lian's reaction.

Bai Lian didn't let him down, and he said with surprise on his face: "Yao Xian Wen Cong? Old man, you are the legendary thousand-year-old immortal Yao Xian Wen Cong?!"

Wen Cong stroked his beard very satisfied: "Yes, it's the old man, um, let's not talk about it, the old man is going to dispense medicine for you, you can soak here for a while, uh... Su Jing, why are you still here?"

Wen Cong looked at Su Jing who was squatting on the edge of the bed with his knees wrapped around him without moving a step, his expression was speechless.

Su Jing raised the corners of his eyes, turned his head to one side, and ignored him.

Wen Cong frowned, and suddenly remembered what Su Guanhai said to him, his eyebrows immediately eased, and a smile appeared on his face:
"Okay, let's stay here, please take care of this kid, the old man will go to dispense the medicine first."

After Wen Cong left, Su Jing slowly got up, moved a small square stool and sat across the tank from Bai Lian.

She propped her chin and asked, "What do you mean a man and a woman can't kiss each other?"

Bai Lian was stuck with silver needles, he couldn't move, he couldn't even turn his head, and he could only see the dark half of his face from the corner of his eye.

Holding the Qiankun bag tightly in his hand, he explained: "It means that men and women are different, men and women should not be too intimate, this is the most basic etiquette.

Don't see anything wrong with it, don't listen to anything wrong with it, don't speak anything wrong with it, unless it's a close relationship between father and wife, men and women don't sit together, don't use shackles, don't use shackles, don't teach in person. "

Su Jing couldn't understand what he heard, so he just gave a perfunctory oh.

After sitting bored for a while, she asked again: "Why does your body look different from mine?"

Bai Lian was puzzled: "What looks different?"

(End of this chapter)