But it seemed that the matter did not end so simply. Tang Bao never came back, and he could not be contacted. He wrote to Dongfang, but he never replied. Luo Shiyi was so anxious that he was on the verge of going crazy, so he almost rushed to the Immortal Pavilion to snatch Tang Bao back. The master seldom eats with her anymore, and never goes to the Palace of Unrequited Love, and spends most of the time alone in the quiet room.
The Fairy Sword Conference is approaching day by day, and everyone is either busy preparing or stepping up their practice. Hua Qiangu couldn't calm down no matter what, she was always worried about Bai Zihua, but he seemed to avoid her deliberately, and it was hard to see her face to face.
One night, she tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. Suddenly, she vaguely heard the sound of a teacup breaking. She suspected it was her own illusion, and it seemed to come from the master's room. After thinking about it, I don't feel at ease, so I put on my clothes and get up to have a look.
When I walked outside the master's door, I saw that there was a dark light inside, so I lingered for a long time and dared not go in. Recently, the master is very strict with himself, especially he doesn't like me to bother him all the time.
After standing outside the door for a while, hearing no movement inside, she turned around and planned to leave quietly. After walking a few steps, she suddenly heard the sound of glass shards scraping on the ground. It was not loud, but she heard it in the silent night. It was already extremely piercing in the ears. Startled, she stopped still. A moment later, there was another slight cough, which was extremely small and forbearable, but instantly broke her extremely tight nerves.
Turning around, he ran to the master's bedroom, kicked the door open without saying a word.
"You..." Bai Zihua saw the door suddenly opened wide, and Hua Qiangu stood by the door and looked at him stupidly, eyes full of surprise and fear. He tried his best to support himself with one hand and covered his mouth with the other, but the blood gushing out instantly stained his pure white sleeve robe red.
"Master!" Hua Qiangu threw himself in front of him, and helped him up from the shards of the cup beside the bed. Internal force and true energy were continuously poured into his body.
"You...you're coughing up blood again..." Hua Qiangu's voice trembled. Stretching out his hand to feel his pulse, he was so weak that he didn't have much strength left. She knows it! She knows it! It is impossible to get rid of this poison so easily, the master is trying so hard to hold on, the power of the immortal is getting weaker day by day, and one day he will die.
"Master..." Hua Qiangu helped him lie down on the bed, and hurriedly took out a piece of white silk from his bosom to wipe off the blood on his lips. His life, his skills, and his immortal energy were continuously lost along with the blood. In the moonlight, his complexion was paler than paper.
Bai Zihua knew that he couldn't hide it from her for long, and if he could delay it for a day, it counted as a day.
"I'm fine, little bone, you can go back."
Hua Qiangu knelt by his bed and held his hand: "Master! Isn't there any way to detoxify?"
Bai Zihua didn't want to lie to her, so he shook his head lightly: "The poison has already penetrated into the bones, and there is no cure."
Hua Qiangu took a deep breath, and said unrelentingly: "To untie the bell, one must tie it. What if the antidote can be refined with the Shennong cauldron?"
Bai Zihua still shook his head: "It's too late..." It was nothing more than light poisoning, and after being sucked into the cauldron, the poison had already refined into every inch of his body. He will slowly lose his fairy body and turn into flying ash. All I can do is try to control myself not to be controlled by toxicity, fall into the evil way, and try to postpone this day as much as possible.
"I don't believe it! I don't believe it!" Hua Qiangu held his hand tightly and shook her head desperately, looked at the blood all over the ground, and suddenly responded: "That's right! My blood! Master, my blood!" Just drink her blood and it will be much better!
Hua Qiangu grabbed the fragments on the ground and cut them off hard on her wrist.
Blood gushed out, Bai Zihua only smelled a strange fragrance, and instantly lost control of his mind. The sudden surge of greed and muscle hunger in his body was something he had never experienced before.
"Go away!" Bai Zihua scolded in a low voice, and pushed her arm away violently. How could he survive by sucking the blood of his apprentice
"Master!" Hua Qiangu stretched out his arms in front of him relentlessly, "If you don't want to drink, just let it drain like this."
"You..." Bai Zihua became angry for a moment.
"Xiao Gu has a lot of blood, Master, you can drink it, it doesn't matter, as long as you can save Master, Xiao Gu is willing to do anything!"
Drops of blood dripped onto Bai Zihua's face, against which his pale face was quite beautiful and poignant. Bai Zihua felt dizzy for a while under the strong and indelible smell. Finally, unable to resist, she pressed her lips to Hua Qiangu's wrist, and could see nothing but scarlet in front of her eyes.
Hua Qiangu felt the master's two thin lips stay between her wrists, her body seemed to be pierced by an electric current, her legs were numb, and her body trembled. Kneeling on the ground, leaning on the couch weakly.
After a long time, seeing that Bai Zihua had fallen asleep quietly, Hua Qiangu pulled away from his arm, only feeling that the place where the wound was sucked by him was hot, but that feeling was not pain.
Randomly tore strips of cloth to wrap up the wound, then began to clean up the ground, and replaced the blood-stained quilt and white shirt for Bai Zihua.
Only then did he get up and go back to his room, staggering slightly due to excessive blood loss.
On the second day and the third day, the master still did not come out of the room. On the fourth day, she felt that the effect of the blood should have passed. Before she could open her mouth when she came to Bai Zihua's door at night, she heard Bai Zihua's voice coldly. .
"go back!"
"Master, it's poison..."
"No, I said go back, did you hear me?"
Hua Qiangu had never heard Bai Zihua's tone so harsh, and she was even more afraid. Turning around, I wanted to go back, but I was afraid that he would vomit blood continuously. I thought that even if I disobeyed the teacher's order, I couldn't ignore it, so I wanted to push the door in again.
Unexpectedly, a silver light bounced and hit Hua Qiangu's knee, Hua Qiangu knelt down in pain.
"What did the teacher say? You didn't hear it at all, did you?"
Feeling aggrieved and sour, Hua Qiangu kowtowed and said, "I obey." Then he backed away.
The next day, a bowl of blood-red lotus seed soup was placed in front of Bai Zihua's door, boiled by Hua Qiangu and her own blood. But the whole day, without moving.
The next day, another bowl of white fungus porridge boiled with fresh blood was replaced, but Bai Zihua also did not move.
On the third day, I changed to a bowl of red date soup, but I still didn't touch it at all.
Day Four Day Five...
On the sixth day, Hua Qiangu went to collect the bowls and left the food at his door. That door finally opened.
Bai Zihua looked haggard, his eyes were red, he pinched her neck with one hand and lifted her up in front of him. When Hua Qiangu saw Bai Zihua for the first time, anger flickered in his eyes.
With a trembling voice, she tried to bring the bowl to him: "Master, eat something..."
Bai Zihua weakly let go of the hand that restrained her, and staggered back two steps. As noble as he is, how can he tolerate himself drinking her blood again and again? Why did she push herself
Hua Qiangu fell to his knees with a plop, lightly tugged at his robe, and begged in a low voice: "Master, don't leave Xiaogu behind. If something really happens to you, what will Xiaogu do? Please, Xiaogu's blood is gone again. It's not a rare thing, and Xiaogu won't die if he loses a little bit. I just hope that the master can last a day longer, and Xiaogu will definitely think of a way to save the master!"
Bai Zihua's heart ached, he looked at her and lost his mind for a while. I have always been free of life and death, and acted indifferently, but when did I have such a bondage like her. There was a knot in the heart in a daze, and the poisonous gas corroded inside and out, adding a little bit of magic.
Hua Qiangu was lifted by his hand and stood up, allowing him to raise his right hand high, before she could react what was going on. There was a pain in her wrist, and she was surprised to find that Bai Zihua's teeth had pierced her skin, and blood gushed out immediately.
Hua Qiangu's legs went limp at once, but his body was supported by Bai Zihua just in time.
The whole body is already stiff, the only thing that is conscious is the place on the wrist where Bai Zihua's lips and teeth meet. The raging flames that spread out from there swept up and down respectively, burning her whole body very hot.
He bit his lower lip desperately to stop himself from making strange noises. The blood seems to be proud of being sucked by him, rushing out of it. The incomparable numbness and happiness surged like a stormy sea. At this moment, even if she is chewed up and eaten by the master, she is willing.
Within five seconds after Bai Zihua drank her blood, he let go immediately, and instantly tapped her acupuncture points to stop the bleeding.
But to her, it seemed as long as centuries, with red waves shaking the sky, seas and mountains and haze, the trembling world finally ushered in a gorgeous overthrow in such a moment of desperate life and death.
Bai Zihua walked into the room without looking back, and then closed the door.
Hua Qiangu raised his right hand to look at the deep tooth marks on it, and leaned against the wall weakly.
"Qiangu, what are you doing with so many astragalus, angelica, codonopsis, and chuanxiong? These herbs are used to replenish blood for women with postpartum hemorrhage during confinement."
Liu San from Medicine Pavilion looked at her puzzled.
"Oh, I was injured last time and lost a lot of blood. I'm still not recovering. I want to make up for it before the Fairy Sword Conference." Hua Qiangu looked embarrassed.
"That's right, by the way, there is a thousand-year-old Qi-nourishing ginseng in the top drawer on the west side of the top floor. It was brought here by the head of Laoshan not long ago when he came to thank you. You can eat it together."
"Thank you." Hua Qiangu smiled and nodded to him.
After leaving the Medicine Pavilion, she went to the kitchen to get ingredients. Tang Bao was not around, and the master was poisoned, and her life seemed to be in a messed up direction all of a sudden.
Suddenly, someone behind her patted her, and when she turned around, it was Shuo Feng.
"The Immortal Sword Conference is coming soon, how are you getting ready?" Shuo Feng asked while helping her put rice noodles into a bag.
"Well, it's okay."
"Is the injury all healed?"
"alright."
"Why do I feel that your complexion is not right?"
"No, hehe, it seems that we have never competed before. I don't know if we can meet this time. If you lose to me then, don't be too embarrassed!"
Shuofeng nodded reassuringly when he saw her playful smile.
Hua Qiangu went back to the Palace of Unrequited Love to fix everything, went to find the master, and found that he had gone to retreat in the back mountain. Maybe it's to avoid herself, she panicked thinking about it.
The poison is so powerful, Master's time is running out, what should I do? Is it possible to just donate blood
He took out the snow-white silk cloth from his bosom, on it was the Baizi painting she had drawn years ago, practiced hard for a long time, although it was just a freehand back view of him standing on the dew stone overlooking the mountains, it was very similar.
Now it was stained with dried-up dark red blood stains.
Hua Qiangu's heart ached, and she lay down on the grass under the tree, covering her face with a silk cloth. Every bit of when the two of them got along kept appearing in their minds. How does the master care for her, teach her carefully, and sacrifice his life to save her? How can she repay such kindness
Because she kept guarding outside Bai Zihua's door secretly for too many nights without closing her eyes, she was extremely tired and fell asleep like this. When the strong wind blew, the silk cloth on her face was blown far away, and there was another gust of wind, the silk cloth fluttered down the Palace of Unrequited Love and fell into the mountain behind Changliu.
Ni Mantian was still practicing swords by the stream as usual, and after returning from Taibai Mountain, she worked harder and harder. In my heart, because of Hua Qiangu's limelight monopolizing, I was almost going crazy with jealousy.
What is so good about her that she can still get the help of so many people, such as a mysterious scholar, a monarch of the demon world, and an emperor of the world. But she's just a brat, she's not even as tall as her chest!
She knew that what she was missing was no longer a single move, and it was impossible for her to win her by chance like last time, so she could only practice desperately here.
Why! Why! He obviously lost to himself, so why can he still be accepted as a disciple by his superior! Why can it be better every year! And I am really so far behind her!
Ni Mantian slashed wildly with his sword, splashing water everywhere. Suddenly, I saw a white silk floating in the sky. He stretched out his hand and sucked it in, and took a closer look.
"Isn't this your lord?"
Ni Mantian has been proficient in the rhythm of poetry and painting since she was a child, which is naturally many times better than Hua Qiangu's half-way monk. Looking at the endless and deep affection contained in those lines, I couldn't help laughing. Taking a closer look, there was a Chinese character embroidered in the blood-stained corner, and I was stunned.
After a while, there was another burst of coquettish and moving laughter, and even the birds, animals, and fish couldn't help but get goosebumps.
Ni Mantian didn't go back to the Greedy Hall, but went directly to the Ruthless Hall, Hua Qiangu woke up and was anxiously looking for the piece of silk cloth everywhere.
"Little uncle, what are you looking for?" Ni Mantian stopped on the tree and smiled at her.
Hua Qiangu's heart tightened: "Why are you here! Who allowed you to go to the Palace of Heartlessness!"
"Oh, I'm kind, I came here specially to return things to my little uncle! Is this what you're looking for, uncle?"
Ni Mantian took out the silk cloth and shook it in the air.
When Hua Qiangu saw it, his expression changed instantly.
"give me back!"
She flew to snatch it, but Ni Mantian easily dodged it.
"Little uncle, what are you doing so fiercely? I didn't say I wouldn't return it to you!"
Hua Qiangu's teeth chattered slightly: "What do you want?"
"I don't do anything! I just didn't expect such an unworthy disciple like you to come out of Changliu Mountain."
Ni Mantian raised her eyebrows suddenly, and her voice was stern: "Hua Qiangu! You are so courageous! Is your lord the one you can like casually? It's simply treason, a waste of ethics, and a violation of morality!!"
Hua Qiangu only heard a loud bang, and his mind instantly went blank.
(Quanben Novel Network)