Duanmu Qing walked up to Gu Nan with the bowl of medicine in her hand: "Drink, drink. Vertex novels are updated the fastest."
"Me?" Gu Nan pointed at himself suspiciously, then smiled and waved his hand and said, "I'm not injured."
"No, it's not an injury." Holding the medicine, Duanmuqing looked at Gu Nan and pointed to her throat and said, "Well, this medicine is good for this place. Listening to your voice, it shouldn't be very good here. Drink it, it will , it will be much better."
As he spoke, he blew on the medicine again to disperse the hot air permeating the bowl.
"No, it's not hot."
She thought that Gu Nan was afraid of being scalded. When she was a child, she drank medicine to be afraid of scalding. The master always did this.
Gu Nan looked at Duanmuqing in a daze, after a while, smiled, and took the bowl.
"Thank you very much."
She did feel a throbbing pain in her throat from time to time when she spoke, preventing her from making a normal sound.
But she didn't expect that her voice was just hoarse, but the girl was always paying attention.
"No, no thanks."
Duanmuqing said, and sat back in the courtyard again, looking at the medicine paste being filtered on the medicine basket.
There are a lot of impurities in the medicine paste, and it should not be enough to filter it once.
She looked at the medicine, but she would look up at the sky from time to time, looking at the night, as if waiting for something.
Gu Nan took a sip of the medicine, and the bitter taste of the medicine spread in his mouth, with a faint grassy taste. As the slightly hot medicine entered the throat, there was a burst of coolness in the throat, which was indeed much more comfortable.
She looked at Duanmuqing who was sitting in the yard, raised her eyebrows and smiled.
"Miss Qing, what are you looking at?"
Sitting there, Duanmuqing stared blankly at the sky and said, "Yes, I'm watching the snow."
"Look at the snow?" Gu Nan looked at the sky strangely, but there was nothing there.
"Where does the snow come from?"
Only then did Duanmuqing pick up her own words and said: "I'm waiting, already, it's already winter, this year, I don't know, will, will it fall or not."
As she spoke, she narrowed her eyes, as if she saw the snowy scene.
She seemed to like snow very much, smiled slightly, and said to Gu Nan: "It's very beautiful when it's snowing."
yes. Gu Nan tilted her head, drank the medicine in the bowl, and recalled the appearance of snow she had seen before.
If it is beautiful, snow is indeed beautiful.
She suddenly said softly to Duanmuqing: "I have seen a heavy snow once."
Duanmu Qing's eyes showed a trace of yearning: "That, that is, what, what does it look like?"
"White snowflakes are flying everywhere in the sky. The streets, trees, and alleys are covered with snow everywhere. There is whiteness everywhere. The snow falls on people's clothes and hair. Heh, it seems to put people's His hair was dyed white."
Gu Nan smiled lightly and said slowly in that hoarse voice.
She lowered her head and drank the medicine in her hand. The slightly hot medicine made her stomach warmer.
"The snow fell heavily and lasted for a long time"
"Then, that must, must be very good-looking, right?" Duanmuqing asked with some expectation.
Gu Nan just smiled and nodded: "Well, it's very pretty."
Then he didn't continue talking, just looked at Duanmuqing, and changed the subject: "If it snows this year, let's watch together."
"Well, let's talk about it." Duanmuqing nodded with a smile. It snows almost every year in Shuofang, but no one has watched the snow with her for a long time.
The night passed so quietly.
Duanmuqing didn't know when she fell asleep lying on the medicine table, Gu Nan sent her back to the room, and filtered the medicine paste she hadn't finished filtering several times.
Then a man jumped onto the roof, sat there with his sword in his arms, and looked at the sky in the distance.
I don't know how long it took, the color of the sky broke through a ray of dawn, pierced through the clouds, and cast it into the dim sky.
Then the clouds dispersed like this, revealing the light of the sky afterwards, and the sky was divided into two colors in an instant.
Half dark, half bright, the bright light broke through the clouds, dispelling the darkness, until the darkness was completely dispersed, and the sky brightened.
On the far side of the sky, the early sun rose, and Gu Nan was sitting on the roof with his sword in his arms, and the shadow behind him was stretched very long.
Below the house, a person pushed open the door and came out from the side room.
It was Huo Qubing, who was not wearing armor because he would have to apply medicine soon, and the blood on his clothes was yesterday's wound. But at this moment, it seems that the wound is recovering well, at least he can move around briefly.
His injuries were not considered serious.
Huo Qubing looked around but did not find Gu Nan sitting on the roof, but Gu Nan had already seen him.
Thinking that there was no one around, he slowly stretched out his hand in a posture, and started punching.
There are still some injuries on his body, and it is inevitable that he will not be able to perform many moves, but he still decides to move around, otherwise his body will be a little stiff.
Breath surged, and the fist in his hand had a bit of a sharp taste. Although he was injured, there was still wind between his fists and feet.
Ordinary bystanders would have to say hello if they saw it.
But Gu Nan, who was sitting on the roof, looked at Huo Qubing's punches, but shook his head helplessly.
In her opinion, this is really useless.
Huo Qubing was practicing boxing when he suddenly heard a person on the roof say.
"Why didn't the third boxing use the internal breath, but a false move, which should have attacked the middle gate, why bother to stop and attack the front?"
"Sixth punch, try to transport your internal energy on the shoulder and elbow, it should be more swift and violent."
"The seventh boxing, try it together with the fourth boxing you used before."
The people on the roof kept talking. At first Huo Qubing still frowned, but after he tried to punch it again, he found that the punching path that had been modified in many places became smoother and faster, and the moves were more effective. There is room.
"Motions are dead, people are alive, you have to be flexible." After the man on the roof finished speaking, he fell lightly from the room.
Huo Qubing quickly stopped and bowed to the man, "Thank you for your guidance, senior."
From the time Gu Nan spoke just now, he already knew it was Gu Nan. After all, Gu Nan's voice was impressive.
He raised his head and looked at the "senior" in front of him.
Looking at her appearance, he moved his gaze aside again, so as not to lose his composure.
He has many doubts about this person, but it is not easy to ask him directly.
It looks like she is only a young woman in her twenties, but she already has such terrifying skills in swordsmanship and martial arts.
I don't know why there is such a voice, but such a woman's voice is like that, which inevitably makes people feel a little pity.
And she has a very weird personality.
"Suggestions can't be called."
Gu Nan said lightly, and patted Huo Qubing on the shoulder: "You are still far behind, kid, practice more."
After speaking, he walked to the side and sat down, took Wuge out of the scabbard from his arms, and took out a square cloth to wipe it.
Huo Qubing didn't know if he felt wrong, but when the sword was drawn out, the courtyard was a bit colder.