"What are you doing?"
It was clearly a very common question, but at this time, paired with Qu Panyan's incomparably cold expression, it was like a devil's questioning, one wrong answer, and one's life would be lost.
Anasha froze for a moment, and whimpered twice in her heart.
She is really not used to wearing such long skirts!
Now it's all right, I'm ashamed to throw it in front of the Holy Son, and even lose my life!
She closed her eyes, opened them again, and resigned to her fate without much psychological comfort.
Since experiencing Ayi Duo, she no longer finds the temper of the new Son of God strange.
She stood up with low eyebrows and eyes, but another cold female voice came from her ear, softly, full of reminders. But not to remind her, but to remind their new Son.
- "Smoke."
Qu Panyan paused for a moment, then turned to look at Su Lingyu, only to find that Su Lingyu was staring at him intently, with worry and nervousness in his eyes.
For a moment, she felt like a dangerous person now, and Anasha, who was bowing her head and waiting for punishment, was an innocent hostage in her hands.
She took a breath and exhaled again, as if to change her mood.
Don't be grumpy, be calm.
Don't let sister Lingyu down.
Sober up and order Qu Panyan, don't let the unfilial son Tianhuo control you!
The expression in her eyes softened slightly, and she quietly stretched out her hand to wrap around Su Lingyu's fingers, twitching the corners of her lips to show her a smile: "I'm fine, Sister Lingyu, don't worry."
Her eyes didn't turn red this time, which meant that her murderous desire wasn't aroused. It was good news for her, who could make her temper explode just because of a trivial matter recently.
Su Lingyu pursed her lips solemnly, and felt her lover's fawning entanglement with her fingers, before she calmed down and nodded.
Qu Panyan gave Su Lingyu a reassurance, then turned her head to look at Anasha, her eyes swept up and down her body, and finally said: "Don't embarrass yourself with unsuitable clothes."
Anasha was slightly taken aback.
How did Master Shengzi see it
Qu Panyan sighed, and asked again: "Does it hurt?"
Anasha's eyes widened for a moment, her head reacted very slowly: "It hurts... no, no, no! It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt!"
Her heart has exploded into a ball.
How is this going? !
Just now he looked like the King of Hades descending on the world to ask for his life, why did the Holy Son become a gentle spring breeze after the girl yelled? !
Does the woman next to Lord Son have any magical powers
Qu Panyan: "..."
What a girl, she was stunned.
She said, "Go see a doctor first."
Anasha slowly came to her senses, her gaze still fixed on the puddle of wine spilled on the ground: "But the wine..."
Qu Panyan said casually: "Sprinkle it and sprinkle it."
Then she heard Anasha let out a long sigh of pity, with a look of pity, and said in a low voice: "But Quchen wine is delicious, what a pity to spill it..."
Good wine was ruined like this, Anasha felt like a sinner through the ages!
Qu Panyan: "..."
She believed that this was not Aida.
Seeing that the new Son intended to let Anasha go, the patriarch quickly called Anasha down, and then called a tall, strong, cold-faced brother—Anasha's guard Wen Qi, to escort her back to rest.
He was afraid that if he was one step too late, the new Son would change his mind and lower Tianwei!
Qu Panyan watched Anasha off, and when she saw Wen Qi, her expression was completely different, a little coquettish—just like her usual coquettish attitude towards Su Lingyu.
In addition to being coquettish and heartache, I probably still feel sorry for the wine...
The patriarch looked at the Quchen Wine on the ground, then at Qu Panyan and Su Lingyu, and was silent for a moment, before opening his mouth to prepare Quchen Wine for them.
Qu Panyan raised his hand to stop him, and said with a straight face: "Don't worry about the patriarch, I still have something important to do, let's talk about it later."
The reason why she came to the Skyfire Clan so quickly is because of Xuezihua. At the beginning, she would wait so calmly for Anasha to deliver the wine, just out of politeness and respect for the customs of the hosts, and she thought it would not be too long, but she really did not expect that Anasha would step on the corner of her skirt and fall in front of her There was a delay.
The Kang family is still waiting for Xue Zihua to save her life. If she procrastinates on these insignificant matters, the Kang family does not know how many children will be lost.
When it comes to picking flowers, go as fast as you can, and don't wait too long.
The patriarch didn't dare to delay her when he heard that it was an important matter, so Batu and Wu Yi led her to the direction where Xuezihua was.
...
The green hills are lush and lush, only the tallest mountain is different. Its mountaintop is covered with frost and snow, and when you look up, it is pure white.
Batu and Wu Yi led them to land on the white mountain, pointed at it, and said, "The blood flower is right behind."
Qu Panyan and the two looked at their gestures, and saw that the front was covered with strange white thorns, and each thorn was extremely sharp, like the fangs of a beast, which made people fear.
The blood flower is behind this tight protection.
Qu Panyan walked forward following the guidance of the witch clothes, and slowly raised his hand towards the white thorn, and the whole palm of his hand ignited a white and pure flame by itself.
The irresistible hot air swept over the thorns, as if telling them: the noble master is coming, please avoid it quickly.
The dense thorns like a wall seemed to have sensed it, and suddenly wriggled and twisted, and quickly retreated in all directions. After a while, the vision was opened, and Xue Zihua's true face of Mount Lu was fully displayed in front of everyone.
Withered and scorched yellow, flowers and leaves withered, a piece of lifeless.
Qu Panyan was dumbfounded for a moment, not quite understanding what was going on—the previous Holy Son forgot to pour... blood before leaving
Batu looked at the withered look, and said calmly, "The blood flower will wither with the eclosion of the former Son, and flourish with the watering of the new Son."
As long as the Holy Son pours enough blood once, the Blood Son Flowers will survive for a long time relying on the blood, and will remember the Holy Son who fed them, strive to bloom themselves to repay the gift of the Holy Son, and finally perceive the Holy Son's eclosion, and then Then withered and withered, it was like remembering, mourning, and burial.
Until the arrival of the new Holy Son, give them a new life and give them new motivation to live.
Although it is a flower, it is very spiritual, no different from a human being.
Qu Panyan rolled up her sleeves after she understood, "Got it."
The fingertips were condensed, and she cut the palm of her right hand without saying a word, and the bright red blood immediately flowed out from the wound, and dripped down the lifeless soil along her hand.
Her blood is like spring rain moistening things, endowing the world with vigorous vitality, making the wilting Xuezihua slowly come to life, releasing its own color little by little.
Bright red and warm, like a delicate rose.
The bloody flowers that had regained their vitality slowly twisted their branches and leaves, approached her hand in a tacit understanding, raised the buds, and the delicate and beautiful stamens greedily and eagerly absorbed her sweet blood beads like nectar and jade dew, Then it blooms more passionately and movingly.
There seemed to be a sea of scarlet flames burning in front of their eyes, and only the vibrant red was left in the pupils, which was extremely dazzling under the pure white forest leaves.
Qu Panyan looked at the several slender flower branches carefully wrapped around her arms, and a few drops of cold sweat leaked from her smooth and plump forehead, her eyes gradually turned cold.
"Enough," she said.
But Xuezihua was not very willing to let go of this feast of blood, greedily wanting more and more.
Qu Panyan's eyes narrowed, and he said sharply, "I've said enough!"
Although the blood used to water the flowers is less than the blood used to save the entire Kang family, probably the difference between one bowl of blood and several bowls of blood, but...
Why are these flowers still unwilling to let go!
Are you fucking addicted? !
Feeling the wrath of the Holy Son, the Blood Flowers shivered and retreated.
Qu Panyan slowly put down her hand, and the light in her eyes went out bit by bit.
Before passing out, she couldn't help but cursed in her heart: mmp's dog flower!
With a flash, Su Lingyu landed behind her, gently took her into her arms, and then raised her bloody right hand to Wu Yi.
Wu Yi took out the bandages he had prepared earlier, lowered his eyes and carefully bandaged Qu Panyan's wound, and comforted him, "Please don't worry, Mrs. Shengzi, just let Master Shengzi rest for a while."
No matter who it is, they will faint if they bleed so much at once.
Su Lingyu nodded slightly, but there was still lingering worry in her eyes.
She said it hurt when she cut her finger last time. Doesn't it hurt more when she cut her palm this time
Su Lingyu felt heartbroken as she thought about it, and hugged her poor little tail even tighter.
Batu looked at the revitalized Xuezihua, then at the fainted Qu Panyan, and finally turned his attention to Su Lingyu, and asked, "Mrs. Shengzi, shall I deliver flowers now?"
Lord Shengzi was in such a hurry to come to the Skyfire Clan to fetch flowers, so he naturally wanted to help the Kang family as soon as possible. Now that the flowers have bloomed, it is natural to send them out as soon as possible to relieve the worries of the Son of God.
It's just that Master Shengzi fainted suddenly, and it's not good for them to make their own opinions as Dharma protectors, so they can only ask Mrs. Shengzi.
After all, Sovereign Su also has the right to speak.
Su Lingyu pondered for a moment, then said, "Send."
She turned her head to look at Batu: "There is Laobatu, the Dharma protector, who will come over and give the blood flower to Patriarch Qu."
...
Qu Panyan fell asleep for a long time, until the golden sun sank, and when night fell, she woke up leisurely, and found herself in an extremely spacious wooden house.
The wooden house is clean and tidy, with simple and elegant furnishings. The floor is covered with a red carpet painted with mysterious patterns, and there is a faint fragrance in the air.
It's like... just like Pixel Lingyu's body.
Only then did Qu Panyan realize that he was sleeping on Su Lingyu's lap!
"Are you awake?" Su Lingyu's voice fell from the top of her head, "Does Yan'er's hands hurt?"
Qu Panyan was stunned for a moment, then turned up the bandaged right palm and looked at it for a while, suddenly a flash of inspiration - it was the smell of opportunity! ! !
She immediately squeezed out two tears from her eyes, stood up and looked pitiful: "It hurts...it hurts..."
Seeing her cute and pitiful appearance, Su Lingyu thought she was suffering so much for her own family, so she couldn't help sighing softly, carefully holding her injured palm, and kissing and kissing caressingly.
Qu Panyan bit her bright red lips, she really wanted Su Lingyu to care for her mouth, but because of the damn punishment, she couldn't ask for it.
Her heart was tormented as if she had been put into a pan of oil—she hadn't been kissed by this fairy sister for five days! ! !
She looked at the hand favored by Su Lingyu, and suddenly felt a burst of jealousy for her mouth, wishing that Su Lingyu, the king, could enjoy both rain and dew.
Before the rain and dew came, another person was ushered in—Anasha.
Qu Panyan felt that she was a bit fierce today, so she also decided to go out to meet her. And when she saw all kinds of wine jars piled up around Anasha, she finally understood how much Anasha liked to drink, and also understood how passionate Anasha was to herself.
She fell into an eerie silence.
Because of her drinking...
Not at all.