The Zhong brothers didn't understand, but people in Jianghu suddenly understood.
"What, what does this mean? Yu'er, you?" Zhong Shixiu stared at Gu Yu blankly.
Gu Yu stood up suddenly, and said with a cold smile: "Do you have to call me brother to understand? That heartless man Zhong Tian! What kind of decent hero is he? That's right, only a person like him can give birth to You two are useless!"
Gu Yu's mother was not Zhong Tian's original wife, she was just an unfortunate woman living in prostitution. After she met Zhong Tian, the misfortune intensified violently. Zhong Tian is not a good man, nor will he be a good father. Mrs. Zhong is very beautiful, but when he saw Gu Yu's mother, he still lost his heart, or he was just addicted to beauty. Mrs. Gu has only Zhong Tian, a man she can rely on, and Zhong Tian has many, many tender women.
what is true What is fake? As if struck by lightning, the Zhong brothers took a step back, full of disbelief. Their eyes were wide open, like copper bells, and the veins in their hands were already bulging. Even so, Zhong Shixiu forced out an ugly smile and asked, "Yu'er, are you joking?"
Gu Yu hated Zhong Tian. She was not instigated to make a disturbance in the mourning hall. Those few head knocks she made in front of the mourning hall can be regarded as an explanation. It is a strong and inextricable hatred. As cold as in an ice cave, Zhong Shixiu shivered under Gu Yu's eyes full of hatred.
"Zhong Tian is lustful, and his two sons are also lustful. Have you martial arts warriors seen this? These two fought for their own sister. These two wanted to violate human relations and marry their own sister." What!" Seemingly thinking that the Zhong brothers were not stimulated enough, Gu Yu raised his head and smiled viciously. "You say, should I be the master of the Heavenly Secret Sect or not?"
With a gray face and dim eyes, Zhong Shiling fell to the ground, while Zhong Shixiu seemed to have lost his soul, with some hot tears in his eyes, he suddenly covered his head and screamed, pulling Zhong Shixiu up. He rushed towards the heavy snow. How could the Zhong brothers care about the advice of the Jianghu people? But this time, they ran away. All the infatuation is nothing but a fantasy, it is just a vicious revenge plan of others.
Gu Yu won, she laughed happily, but tears flowed out again while smiling. She pulled up her sleeves and stared at the scars on her wrists. The Zhong brothers ran away, Zhong Tian died, and his mother was long gone, so he was just a lonely person from beginning to end.
The mountains are covered by heavy snow, and it is a vast expanse from afar.
On the winding mountain road, a carriage moved forward slowly.
"Miss, the carriage can't get through. A little further on is the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers." The coachman jumped off the carriage and said to the people in the carriage.
"Hmm." A hand stretched out from behind the curtain.
The cold wind blew on her face, Fu Wanqing flinched, looked at the vast mountain scenery and sighed.
After a few ups and downs, the red shadow quickly submerged into a piece of white snow.
A faint smell of herbs came from the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, Fu Wanqing frowned and looked forward. The wind chime swayed gently, as if welcoming the guests. The two small wooden houses are connected, and there are medicine gardens on both sides. At this time, there are no colorful flowers, only the white snow. It is very cold and silent here, except for the sound of wind chimes, there is no other movement. Fu Wanqing hugged Yu Shengyan and went to knock on the door. The internal energy flowed from Yu Shengyan's wrist to her physical strength, but Fu Wanqing's own was about to freeze, shivering uncontrollably in the strong wind. Almost impatient, Fu Wanqing wanted to break in the door, when she heard a creak, and a woman in purple clothes came out of the room.
Fu Wanqing glanced at her, and asked with a smile: "You are a miracle doctor? You can't even cure your own eyes, can you cure other people?" Even though there was a smile on her face, Fu Wanqing was cold , is aggressive, like the heavy snow that suddenly starts to fly again.
There was a gentle smile on the woman's face, which did not change at all because of Fu Wanqing's attitude. She turned sideways and let Fu Wanqing enter the cabin. There are all kinds of bottles and jars on the cabinet, as well as half-pounded herbal medicine, at least it seems to be more reliable than those quack doctors. Fu Wanqing didn't speak any more, her eyes sank, and she put Yu Shengyan on a clean bed.
The woman passed Fu Wanqing without asking any questions, and sat down on the side of the bed, stretching out her hand to catch Yu Shengyan's pulse.
After reading and asking, Fu Wanqing knew this, but she didn't understand anything, so she could only stand aside and worry. As the woman sighed, her heart slowly became heavy. Is it really incomprehensible to lead the red thread? Fu Wanqing's face remained calm, even though the woman couldn't see her expression.
"This is the red silk of the Clear Water Sect." The woman stood up, smoothed the corners of her skirt, and sighed.
Fu Wanqing nodded and said, "Yes."
The woman said: "It's not incomprehensible. If all of her skills are abolished, or all of your skills are abolished, which one do you choose?"
Fu Wanqing sneered lightly, and said coldly, "Choose neither."
There was a smile on the woman's face, she nodded and said: "You gave her a lot of antidote medicine, but these medicines either generate or restrain each other, she didn't die because your medicine worked, she didn't Waking up was also caused by your medicine. Now the poison in her body has been forced to her heart, and if she is not careful, it will attack her heart orifice."
Fu Wanqing frowned and asked, "How to save her?"
The woman replied: "The ghost doctor has thirteen needles, but I need you to protect me, and no one is allowed to enter the house to disturb."
Let the majestic Miss Fu stand guard outside the house as a gatekeeper? This is something that ordinary people dare not even think about, but this woman opened her mouth, and Fu Wanqing nodded in agreement. She wasn't worried about what this woman would do to Yu Shengyan, she turned around and walked out of the room. The bewildering wind and snow swirled in front of her eyes, Fu Wanqing pulled back all her fur clothes, but still felt the cold stabbing towards her skin. She had thought about, facing the stove, nestling in Yu Shengyan's arms and whispering softly, but now it's all in vain.
Three months is too short and not enough. When Yu Shengyan woke up, he threatened her with this life-saving grace, and no matter what, the time limit should be raised to three years, or thirty years. At that time, do you want two old ladies to compete with swords on the cliff? There will be new people appearing in the rivers and lakes, and the name of the first sword and the first beauty in the rivers and lakes is gone. Fu Wanqing smiled lightly, shook her head again, and expelled the thought.
The deserted Ten Thousand Flowers Valley seemed to be annihilated in this heavy snowfall.
A person in a coir raincoat, with a sword in her hand, walked slowly towards the cabin. This person didn't come to seek medical treatment, she had a strong murderous aura, Fu Wanqing noticed it all at once, she jumped and stopped in front of this cold-faced person.
The bamboo hat was thrown away, and the long snow-white hair fell down, which did not match the young face. The man stopped in his tracks, stared at Fu Wanqing and asked coldly, "Who are you to Ye Xueqing?"
Ye Xueqing? So that person is the ghost doctor Ye Xueqing? Fu Wanqing had heard of this name before, but she didn't expect her to be such a young woman. Besides, there have long been rumors in the world that she is already dead, and the ghost doctor has no successor. Fu Wanqing didn't care about those trivial matters, she only knew that Yu Shengyan could be saved.
Her eyes sank, she stared at the white-haired woman in front of her, with a playful smile on her lips, and she said, "I'm the one who stopped you."
The white-haired man suddenly raised his head, with a stern expression on his face: "She still needs someone to protect her? Thirteen needles from the ghost doctor? Didn't she say that she doesn't need this set of acupuncture? Who is she saving! Ye Xueqing!" The white-haired man screamed wildly, This shout mixed with strong internal force caused her voice to resound throughout the Valley of Thousand Flowers.
What is her sorrow for? What kind of enmity exists between her and Ye Xueqing, Fu Wanqing doesn't want to control it, she just knows that she must stop this woman who is on the verge of madness. The snowflakes fell and were pierced into six petals by the cold sword light. The white-haired woman stretched out her hands and retreated quickly. Fu Wanqing would not give her a chance to draw her sword, and her long sword was aimed straight at the white-haired woman's face. The woman can only push. If she makes other moves, her throat will definitely be pierced by Fu Wanqing's sword.
The snow lumps piled up on the trees on both sides fell rustlingly.
Fu Wanqing's sword energy became stronger and stronger.