Dongfang Jing's face was flushed red.
She let go of her hands, and retreated into the depth of the seat, facing the inside, unwilling to see Zongzheng Fusu's expression.
In fact...she couldn't see Zongzheng Fusu's expression either, because from just now until now, he has always been wearing a mask. But the scene of the black clothes falling from the sky in the ice and snow is like a masterpiece, it has been engraved in her mind, and she can't forget it for a long time.
"Does your leg still hurt?"
For the first time, Zongzheng Fusu began to care about people.
Dongfang Jing was stunned for a moment, then shook her head, then nodded emphatically as if something was wrong.
She turned her face away, feeling that her performance was extremely poor and embarrassing.
Since her rebirth, she has been able to grasp the direction of almost everything, her heart has always been as firm as a stone, and she holds all the confidence firmly in her hands. But when she knew that Wuyou was not dead, when he cared about her as a stranger with a strange identity, all her strength was crushed in an instant. It's clear that a thousand sails have been exhausted, but in front of the person I like, I'm still like an innocent little girl... at a loss.
Yes, just overwhelmed.
At this moment, Dongfang Jing can only use these four words to describe her current mood.
"It doesn't hurt."
After a while, she returned to him.
Zongzheng Fusu was obviously just asking questions according to the routine, and quickly reached for her right leg with one hand, and tapped on her calf.
"hiss--"
Dongfang Jing took a breath.
Zongzheng Fusu frowned, "It's much more serious than I imagined, please sit still."
After all, he pulled out a brocade box from behind the seat.
In front of Dongfang Jing, he opened the brocade box.
"Snow Mountain Youlian!" Dongfang Jing exclaimed.
Zongzheng Fusu looked back, couldn't help but take another look at her, and said with a smile, "You really know a lot of herbs, even this snow-capped lotus. Your medical skills should not be inferior to mine. Who is your master? "
"Teacher from Tang Sect." Dongfang Jing simply replied four words, not wanting to reveal more.
"Tang Sect?" Zongzheng Fusu frowned, his back stiffened.
"Hmm." Dongfang Jing lowered her eyes.
Zongzheng Fusu didn't ask further questions, and said with a calm smile, "I also know some people from the Tang Sect, but most of them have already passed away."
He didn't continue to speak, but took out the snow mountain lotus from the brocade box, put it in the water cup, and poured all the water in the water bag.
That dry snow-capped lotus soon bloomed into bewitching blue flowers.
"It's so beautiful." Dongfang Jing sighed.
Zongzheng Fusu ignored her, took out a dagger from his waist, stretched out his left hand, and slashed fiercely on the wrist.
"What are you doing?!" Dongfang Jing was astonished and tried to stop it, but it was obviously too late!
Zongzheng Fusu poured the blood slowly flowing from his wrist into the water cup drop by drop.
The blue lotus flower in the water cup smelled the smell of blood, as if it was alive, the flower grew bigger and bigger, and cracks began to appear on the petals, leaving no drop of his blood. absorb!
"Who are you… "
After all, Dongfang Jing came from the Tang Sect, so she can understand this unique secret technique, "You are cultivating Youlian, and you have been raising it for a long time!"
When the lotus flower was in full bloom, Zongzheng Fusu raised the saber and stabbed at Lianxin, then looked back and said to Dongfang Jing, "This is the last day!"
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