While chasing, Hua Che muttered in his heart, "Fight more, fight, fight."
Although his cultivation base is still shallow now, he is here anyway, should Ji Feng wake up
In his previous life, he came to Mingyue Valley with everyone to experience. In order to save people, he fell into a cold pool hundreds of feet deep at the bottom of the valley, where he met Jifeng, which had been covered in dust for many years.
Although this encounter was a year earlier, it was a sword that he had fought for many years, blood-soaked battles, and companionship day and night. Will the fetters engraved on the soul disappear with the passage of time
Hua Che landed on the top of the mountain, he took a deep breath, and when he looked around, the arsonist had disappeared.
Also, if people want to escape, they can't catch up with their current self.
Hua Che was thinking about whether to go back or go to Hantan to get his sword, when suddenly, a loud noise came from the valley!
The entire mountain range trembled!
Hua Che quickly supported an old locust tree to stabilize his body. The shock was unusual and familiar.
Before Hua Che spent his brain guessing, a splendid silver light overflowed from the broken valley bottom and shot straight into the sky!
This familiar breath made Hua Che's heart tremble. He almost instinctively chased after him. The closer he got, the stronger the clear and gentle breath.
Jifeng is different from other swords. It is not as lonely and cold as Langyue, and it is not as clear as Tingquan, but it is unique. It is warm and jade-like, and the wind is gentle. One sword passes through Kyushu, and dead trees meet spring; one sword breaks through the haze, and the clouds disappear.
Hua Che paused.
The body of the sword is frost-white and flawless, and its brilliance is restrained—it is in the hands of others.
Hua Che's eyes became very terrifying in an instant.
This arsonist didn't just set fire to the town, he came to get the ancient sword.
Although this person was dressed in black and covered his entire body with a huge cloak, Hua Che had a seven-point guess about his identity.
"You set the town on fire?" Hua Che asked cautiously.
Although he couldn't see the face of the arsonist, anyone who was chased here by a sixteen-year-old boy would be shocked.
The arsonist stared at him for a moment, but without saying a word, he pulled out his sword and killed Hua Che.
Hua Che hurriedly dodged, such a spiritual sword had its own temperament, Hua Che had been with it for a hundred years, and had long been familiar with Ji Feng's temperament. Barely dodged two moves in the hands of the arsonist with a high level of cultivation.
The other party was obviously shocked, and the Maotou boy who thought he could easily solve it was actually a tricky veteran, so he became serious.
The blade rubbed the side of his neck, if Hua Che hid quickly, the head would be moved now.
His sight was a little blurry, he reached out and touched the bloodstain on the side of his neck, and glared at the treacherous Ji Feng: "Is it against you?"
I don't know if I was really frightened by this voice, or if I tasted the familiar smell of blood, Ji Feng hummed uncomfortably.
The arsonist gripped the blade with force, and his voice was low and deep: "You are already my spiritual weapon, do you want to betray the Lord?"
Hua Che sneered: "Who exactly is its owner?"
The arsonist's murderous intention was revealed, and the sword was quick and ruthless. Even though Hua Che could see the trajectory of the swordsmanship, his body couldn't react, and he was opened several times in the blink of an eye. When Zai Baojian rushed towards him again, he simply didn't dodge, and took the initiative to stretch out his hand and grasp the body of the sword.
The tip of the sword stopped less than two fingers away from Hua Che's heart.
This move surprised even the arsonist.
"Once the spiritual tool recognizes the master, it will never betray forever. As long as the soul is immortal, no matter when and where, when Shangqiongbi falls to Huangquan, you only need to call and return to your place immediately." Hua Che firmly held the sword body, Sliding from the position of the sword grid all the way to the tip of the sword, the entire blade is stained with blood.
In an instant, the scenery is blooming!
The dazzling silver light reflected Hua Che's excessively pale face. His phoenix eyes were slightly cold, and there was a bloodthirsty smile at the corner of his mouth: "This deity's spiritual weapon is not worthy of touching it!"
The arsonist only felt his palm burn, as if he was scorched by the flames. He instinctively let go, and the sword turned its edge and charged towards his eyebrows!
At the same time, another sword burst out of the air, and the arsonist looked away, no longer entangled, and left quickly.
Hua Che suppressed the yin in his eyes and recognized that it was Tingquan. Looking back, it was indeed Chu Binghuan who had followed.
"It's you, what about Sa Sa..." Seeing him, Hua Che's nerves that had been tense for a long time suddenly loosened.
"Hua Che!" Chu Binghuan hugged him from behind in time, and after a closer look, his face changed drastically.
Not to mention Chu Binghuan, even Hua Che himself was startled.
I don't know when the front was stained with blood, and there was a blood hole in the right chest, and Hua Che didn't feel the pain until now.
"Don't move." Chu Binghuan seemed more frightened than Hua Che himself, and even his voice trembled.
Hua Che let Chu Binghuan play with it, undressing and doing a simple wound hemostasis treatment, he seemed to remember, it seemed that when he was saving the little girl, he couldn't dodge and was stabbed by a stray arrow.
Hua Che was sitting against a tree. He lost a lot of blood and became dizzy. He forced himself to look at Chu Binghuan who was playing with bottles and jars beside him. Chu Binghuan took out all the elixir treasured by Qiankun in his sleeve, and hurriedly adjusted the medicine. From time to time, he sent some real yuan to Hua Chedu, and then fed him some Juyuan Dan, for fear that Hua Che would return to the west if he didn't pay attention.
Hua Che seemed very relaxed, he casually admired the moon and looked at the stars, and inadvertently set his eyes on Chu Binghuan, he couldn't help laughing and crying: "Doctor Chu, you put angelica and safflower, do you think I don't have enough blood? "
Chu Binghuan was stunned, his face pale and pale.
Hua Che resisted the urge to burst into laughter, put on an expression of my life and sorrow, and said, "Can you do it? Why don't you change a doctor, I don't want to die..."
"..." Chu Binghuan held his forehead, "Shut up!"
Hua Che laughed.
Chu Binghuan took a deep breath, and if he really cared about it, he was confused, and he forgot the over-cooked formula that he had memorized. He cleared his head, threw away all the prepared medicine, dug out Hua Che, who was covered in blood, from his brain, and re-adjusted the medicine.
When Hua Che was holding the suet jade bottle filled with elixir, he glanced into the distance and asked, "How are they?"
"The fire is out, they are dealing with the funeral." Chu Binghuan urged, "Don't worry about it, drink your medicine."
Hua Che shook the jade bottle, and the medicinal liquid inside made a kind and friendly call. Hua Che only felt shivering.
After all, he and Chu Binghuan have been together for more than a hundred years, and he was deeply hurt by it.
Mozun is not afraid of heaven and earth, but he is afraid of Chu Binghuan's medicine.
It was extremely painful and earth-shattering. After eating this time, I didn't dare to think about the next time. Chu Binghuan famously said, "I see if you dare to get sick again", which frightened Hua Che to the point where he was like shit.
Just listening to the sound of the medicinal liquid rolling, Hua Che felt like crying.
"Then what, let's chat first..."
Chu Binghuan was ruthless: "Drink!"
Boo!
Hua Che pinched her nose, took a small sip from the jade bottle, choked on the spot and burst into tears.
Hua Che coughed and cried, "If you want me to die, tell me earlier, don't torture me in this way!"
Chu Binghuan's iron heart: "Drink it in one breath!"
Hua Che was in a hurry: "You are murdering your husband!"
Chu Binghuan: "..."
After saying these words, Hua Che was also stunned.
Just because the atmosphere at the time was just right, and it was perfectly integrated with the previous life, Hua Che spoke without thinking, and instinctively... nonsense.
Chu Binghuan was in a trance.
Coincidentally, the location and characters are the same.
In their previous life, half a year after they worshipped Shangqing Xianmen, they went down the mountain to practice, and the location was in Mingyue Valley. Hua Che accidentally fell into the cold pool in order to save people, and when he was rescued, he had internal injuries and trauma.
Chu Binghuan dispensed medicine for him, and he was very flattered. As a result, just after taking a sip from the bowl, Hua Che's face changed in shock, and his facial features distorted and shouted: "It's so bitter!? Quickly take it away, I don't want to drink it anymore!"
Hua Che's temper is no different from that of a three-year-old child, and he refuses to drink. And Chu Binghuan is not the kind of patient good-natured, directly sealed Hua Che's acupuncture point, opened his mouth, and poured all the medicinal soup into it.
Then, Hua Che lay on the ground and cried bitterly with tears streaming down her face. Those who didn't know it thought he sold his body to bury his father!
"Chu Binghuan, you are murdering your husband! If you want to be a widow, just say it, and I will fulfill you!"
In the end, Chu Binghuan chased and killed him with his sword Manmingyuegu, and Hua Che finally shut up.
Good medicine is bitter, although his medicine is maddening, but the effect is really good.
Hua Che felt particularly embarrassed after saying these words, he drank the medicinal soup in one breath, resisting the urge to cry, and his mouth suddenly became sweet.
It's candied fruit.
Hua Che looked at Chu Binghuan in astonishment. How could this "ruthless" doctor be so considerate? Isn't he most fond of admiring the look of others who drink his medicine and then suffer in pain? ?
The taste of this candied fruit is very familiar.
"You..." Hua Che pointed to his bloodless lips, "Where did you buy it?"
Chu Binghuan opened Baijuan, and there were more than ten different kinds of preserved fruit in it: "I made it myself."
Hua Che is a sweet person, even if he eats candied fruit, he must be wrapped in a thick layer of honey. He likes to eat apples, pears, peach and green plums.
I have bought the Hua Che sold at the mortal stall, and I have also tasted the Hua Che made by the royal chef in the imperial city, but they are not as good as the preserved fruit made by Chu Binghuan. .
It's a pity that Chu Binghuan was very stingy, only when he took the medicine did he show mercy and reward him with two, which made Hua Che miserable.
Later, he betrayed Shangqing Xianmen, and Chu Binghuan Tian was on each side, and he couldn't even eat preserved fruit.
When they get along with Chu Binghuan again, the two of them will stand on the opposite side of you and me again, not to mention the fact that you are me eating this shit.
After a hundred years, Hua Che almost burst into tears.
He raised his hand and took another one into his mouth, the third, the fourth, and the fifth, and tried every kind of dried fruit.
"I can't believe that Young Master Chu is so ingenious." Hua Che said with a smile, "If a female cultivator marries you in the future, you will be really lucky!"
Chu Binghuan glanced at him, brought dry wood, and made a fire.
"Bing Cube, why don't you go to Shangqing Xianmen?"
Chu Binghuan broke off the branch and threw it into the fire: "I don't want to go."
Hua Che asked lazily, "Do you want to cultivate the Great Dao and ascend to immortality?"
Chu Binghuan: "I don't want to."
"So, you are nostalgic for Hongchen too?" Hua Che was surprised and asked with a full smile, "Then tell me, what kind of female cultivator do you like? It's impossible for someone like you to marry a woman from the mortal world, right? ?"
Chu Binghuan didn't speak, Hua Che said to himself: "First of all, you have to have a prominent family background, at least you have to be in the same position as Yuntianshui Jingmen. Second, you have to have a good character and a good character, you have to stand your cold temper. Gentle and virtuous, the cultivation base should not be too low..."
"Flower clear sky."
"Character can't be too weak, you have to be strong, you can go to the hall and go to the kitchen. By the way, especially your cooking skills are better. You, the eldest son of Chu, have been spoiled since childhood, very picky, don't eat meat, only vegetarian, don't eat onion, ginger and garlic. Chili, love tofu and pasta…”
Chu Binghuan's heart tightened, and he looked at him deeply: "You, know me so well?"
"I like dumplings, three fresh stuffings, I only drink Lushan Yunwu for tea, oh, if there is none, West Lake Longjing is also suitable; I don't like drinking, except for the festivals, I only drink autumn dew white; I suffer from cleanliness and hate dirty. , if you go to bed without taking a bath after practicing swordsmanship, you will definitely be beaten..."
There was a mist in Chu Binghuan's eyes: "Where did you find out about these?"
Hua Che chuckled lightly: "I can guess! Also, every night before going to bed, you must put on the incense of agarwood. I will take a pen and record it and give it to your goddess."
Chu Binghuan's expression became cold: "Shut up and rest."
"Don't." Hua Che smiled, bright and candid, and her handsome face showed an undisguised tiredness, "I'm afraid to shut up now, and I won't have the chance to speak in the future."