As soon as the door was opened, Lu Heng's movements stopped.
At the door stood a young gentleman wearing a white cloud-patterned brocade robe, and it was Duan Feiqing. Seeing his posture, I don't know how long he has been standing in front of this door.
"How long have you been standing here?" Lu Heng turned sideways and let Duan Feiqing enter the room.
"From the moment you closed the door."
Lu Heng thought for a moment, he came up after dinner, and he had been in the room for at least half an hour. This man was standing in front of the door so stupidly, and he didn't know how past guests looked at him. If it weren't for Duan Feiqing's long body and excellent bearing, I am afraid that someone would have reported to the government and said that there were flower thieves in this inn.
"Then why don't you knock on the door and stand at the door stupidly?" Lu Heng raised his chin and motioned for Duan Feiqing to sit down.
Duan Feiqing made a command and an action, but his eyes kept staring at Lu Heng, and he never moved away: "I don't want to disturb your rest."
He paused for a moment, feeling that his behavior seemed a bit abrupt, and he was afraid that Lu Heng would be angry, and then explained: "I always feel that it is a bit unreal, like in a dream. For fear of coming back and finding out that this is just a mirror image, I can't control it. Standing by yourself in front of your door, and hearing your movements inside, also makes me feel a little more at ease..."
Sure enough, something was wrong with this man. Lu Heng saw that although his expression was as gentle as dripping water, there was a hint of madness in his eyes. He stretched out his hand and flicked hard on Duan Feiqing's eyebrows.
Duan Feiqing only felt a pain in his forehead, and he recovered from the state of some madness. He reflexively raised his hand and grabbed it, but felt that the palm of his hand felt as smooth and cool as jade. Duan Feiqing saw the hand in his palm, the ten fingers were slender and powerful, and the nails with perfect shape were probably due to exposure to poisons all the year round, and they were black, looking dangerous and beautiful.
Seeing Duan Feiqing staring at his hand intently, Lu Heng didn't let go for a while. He pulled back a little uncomfortably, but was startled to realize that his hands were being held even tighter, and he couldn't help but say angrily: "Hey, Han people, men and women don't get along."
Duan Feiqing raised his eyes and looked over, then smiled: "Aren't Miao people not so many men and women in defense? I'm your medicine person, so I'm naturally a Miao person."
With this smile again, Lu Heng turned his head away uncomfortably at first sight. But he immediately recovered from the state of being bewitched by the beauty, and felt that he really lost the spirit of the leader, so his eyebrows were raised, and he was quite annoyed.
Duan Feiqing let go of his hand and said, "Ah Heng, when I practiced the Heavenly Demon Heart Sutra recently, I always felt that I couldn't suppress the tyrannical desire in my heart. Please take a look for me."
When it was mentioned, Lu Heng immediately took it seriously.
According to Fang Qingwan, Duan Feiqing suffered internal injuries during the attack a year ago. After that, he retreated several times, and when he came out, the breath around him made her look a little intimidated. Later, a genius doctor who had made good friends with Taichu sent him to diagnose him.
Lu Heng remembered Duan Feiqing's journey of thousands of miles when he practiced the Heavenly Demon Heart Sutra, and became more and more sure of the guess in his heart.
[Little assistant, this Feiqing is Shi Kong, right?]Unable to be determined by the soul, Lu Heng had to ask his little assistant for help.
[I don't know, I don't know anything, anyway, the emotional line is broken, you just wait and wait! ] The little assistant's wish to upgrade the memory failed again, and he went to the forum to complain. The title of the post has been prepared, and it is called: Those dog boys and boys who are madly spreading dog food, will your conscience not hurt when you treat the little assistant who just wants to upgrade the memory
[… ] Lu Heng, who was shielded by the little assistant one-way, turned his guess into a certainty.
Back then, the spirit of Shikong had already entered the devil, and this demonized spirit has entered the realm very quickly since he practiced the Heavenly Demon Heart Sutra. It's just that this negative effect is also unpredictable. If it weren't for the fact that once the Heavenly Demon Heart Sutra could not be stopped, Lu Heng would not let this person continue. Now I can only try to suppress it as much as possible.
However, Lu Heng held down Duan Feiqing's pulse gate, and after circling the inner force, he found nothing unusual. The meridians are wide, the inner breath is strong, and the operation is stable and self-circulating, and there is no sign of rioting. He also uneasy probing the other side's dantian with one hand, and after a closer inspection, he is just as good as just now.
When Duan Feiqing saw Lu Heng frowning slightly, he didn't know what he was thinking. He didn't want to interrupt the other party's thoughts. It's just that the position of Lu Heng's hand is a bit subtle.
Duan Feiqing didn't have time to think about other things. But at this moment, the inner strength has been withdrawn, but Lu Heng's hand is still sticking to it.
The sweetheart puts his hand in such an ambiguous place, no matter how strong Duan Feiqing's self-control is, he will not be defeated. Duan Feiqing moved uncomfortably, always feeling that if he continued, his robe would probably not be able to cover the rudeness.
"Ah Heng, what's wrong?" He whispered, but his voice was not as clear as usual, with a slight hoarseness.
Lu Heng came back to his senses and withdrew his hand. Hearing the strange voice of the person in front of him, he didn't think much about it. He just thought it was because of the silence for too long, so he poured a cup of tea and handed it to Duan Feiqing.
"Under my investigation, I didn't find anything out of the ordinary." Lu Heng held his chin and tapped his fingers on his lips unconsciously. The operation is smooth, and there should be no signs of going crazy. Do you always feel the urge to tyrannize and kill?"
Duan Feiqing watched the dark fingertips tap on the rosy and full lips. The strong visual impact made him know that he was rude, but he couldn't move his eyes. He wanted to answer Lu Heng's question, opened his mouth, but found that his throat was too dry to be born.
Duan Feiqing drank all the tea in the cup. The tea was a little cold, but it was just right for him at the moment: "This is true. A few months ago, when I was in retreat, I lost my mind. When I wake up, I lost my mind. , the walls of the cave are full of raging sword marks."
"Could it be that the prescription prescribed by the genius doctor really works wonders." Lu Heng remembered what Fang Qingwan said, "But isn't that the most crucial medicine still missing from that prescription?"
"No, my medicine has already arrived." Duan Feiqing whispered.
"Huh?" Lu Heng's mind was still on the prescription. The medicine cited above had been extinct for many years.
"Aheng, you are my medicine."
Lu Heng looked at his star-like eyes, only focused on reflecting his own figure, full of tenderness and sweetness. He felt hot on his face and was about to say something. But seeing Duan Feiqing's pupils shrinking, a monstrous anger appeared in his eyes: "Be careful!"
As soon as the voice fell, the person in front of him disappeared. Lu Heng sat with his back to the window. He felt Duan Feiqing's breath behind him, so he stood up and turned around. I saw Duan Feiqing standing between himself and the window, his right hand clenched his fist, the muscles in his back were tensed, and the whole person was ready to go.
"What's wrong?" Lu Heng asked.
Duan Feiqing opened his right hand, and several silver needles as thin as hairs landed on the ground.
Before Duan Feiqing could speak, a man in black broke through the window. Duan Feiqing's moves were extremely fast, and before the Shadow Sword was unsheathed, it slammed into the waist of the man in black and knocked the man in black out of the window. Duan Feiqing knew in his heart that Lu Heng was in a mess except for the Gu technique and light-weight kung fu, and his inner strength was only used to check the internal conditions of others.
In order to prevent the fight in the house from spreading to the people behind him, he took a few steps forward, stopped directly at the window, and killed those people in black who tried to break in. He holds a sword in his left hand, but wears a silver-white silk glove in his right hand. The sword was fierce, and the palm of the hand was heavy, and the window was guarded tightly.
Standing behind Duan Feiqing, Lu Heng saw that the man dealt with these men in black with ease and did not interfere, and took the opportunity to observe the situation of the Heavenly Demon Heart Sutra during the fight. This day's Devil Heart Sutra is indeed very suitable for Duan Feiqing. Lu Hengguan is in the fight, his inner breath is strong and his breath is not disturbed at all. Compared with before the martial arts was abolished, his realm has improved by how many grades. I am afraid that it will take a few years before his inner strength can be repaired. to the realm.
Coupled with the superb swordsmanship of the Duan family and Duan Feiqing's savvy, they would be hard-to-match opponents in the martial arts. It's just that the tyrannical and murderous desire caused by the Devil's Heart Sutra is always like a sharp sword hanging over his head, and it will be cut off at some point, causing Duan Feiqing to become a crazy person who only knows how to kill.
Things are a little troublesome.
Lu Heng put all his attention on Duan Feiqing, and the sound of swords fighting overcame the sound of the door being pushed open.
A touch of cold light hit the neck of the woman who was standing with her back to the door. The tall woman was vain, and at first glance, she was someone who did not know martial arts. The man in black's guess was completely correct. The woman seemed to be attracted by the fight in front of the window. The tip of the sword was getting closer and closer to the back of her neck, but she didn't notice it at all.
As long as this woman is captured, with the level of importance that Duan Feiqing places on her, he will definitely be captured.
The tip of the sword was about to touch the blue silk of the woman. The sneak attacked Heiyi's heart was overjoyed, only to see the scorpion-shaped hair accessory on the woman's braid raised its tail pin towards him, shining a terrifying black and red light on it.
Hearing someone falling behind him, Lu Heng turned around. He lowered his eyes to look at the man in black lying at his feet, and saw several men with sharp swords standing outside the open door.
"Oh? Are you treating this seat as a soft persimmon?" Lu Heng curled the corners of his lips, looking at the men in black who didn't know whether to live or die.
The men in black at the door watched in amazement as their companions on the ground slowly turned into a pool of pus, leaving only their clothes on the ground. This Miao girl is a master at using Gu! Several people looked at each other: "Withdraw!"
However, they didn't notice that there were a few snake-shaped silver bracelets missing from Lu Heng's wrist. Such negligence cost them their lives. Before the men in black took a step, something cold seemed to climb up at their ankles, and then they felt pain in the cold place, and then fell into eternal darkness.