The Book of Troubled Times

He was not as lucky as Yue Hongling and Yue Hongling when they fell into the mysterious Xuanwu Realm, being able to fall on the soft jelly bed.

But anyway, it's not too miserable, the bottom is not magma... after all, it's another independent space, not a volcano.

Below is the soil, charred, burnt but not clumped, fluffy.

The two of them fell into the soil, and when they got up in disgrace, they both looked a little surprised.

Although this is also a space without sun and moon, it is not dark because there is fire. A group of half-person-high flames are quietly burning not far in front, passing through the entire era, passing through countless times, and will never be extinguished.

Zhao Changhe felt that the coffin boards of the Newtons couldn't bear it anymore.

Knowing that this is a fantasy world in essence, I didn’t realize it before. It’s too exaggerated. What is your fuel, and how do you maintain the air?

But at this moment, he didn't have the heart to think too much for the time being, and he didn't have the energy to get closer to have a look.

He was so injured that half of his body could no longer move, and he was sweating profusely due to the pain, and he still bleeds profusely. Not only did it hurt, but dizziness from blood loss began to strike. Zhao Changhe barely wanted to get up, but fell back into the soil with a muffled groan.

Forget about the injury, I don't know if Huangfu has recovered his emotions and sanity, if he is still so fierce, he will really die...

Before she fell down, she knew that she could seal the breath of the space barrier with her fingers, so she must have recovered her sanity?

Just thinking about it, I felt being lifted up and leaned against Xiangxiang's soft shoulder.

Looking up, under the reflection of the flames, Huangfuqing's expression was peaceful, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and he no longer had the strange and cruel eyes that were in the shape of flames before.

Holding the bloody Zhao Changhe, she didn't have any taboos, and let the blood stain her beautiful sable fur red, as if restoring the inherent red sacrificial robe...

Use blood as a sacrifice, dye my red clothes.

She took out a elixir and stuffed it into Zhao Changhe's mouth, then gently tore off the clothes on Zhao Changhe's shoulders, and then hesitated: "Is there a clean bandage?"

Zhao Changhe secretly thought that Yang Yang was willing to use bellybands back then...

Forget it, I'm afraid I'm going to be beaten to death for mentioning this. At this time, the gentle and gentle sister Winged Fire Snake, don't blacken her words.

Anyway, before entering the mountain, he threw all the luggage and parcels left at Yang Qianyuan's post station into the ring, which is much more complete than when he and Yue Hongling survived on the deserted island. Zhao Changhe barely used his last bit of strength to suck out the medicinal package from the ring, and the wound was so painful that he almost passed out.

Huangfu lowered his head, applied the wound medicine on him, and wrapped the bandage carefully.

Zhao Changhe looked up at her.

It can be seen that she has never taken care of anyone, she is as clumsy as Yang Yang, her hands are used to kill people.

However, such a violent and murderous murderer turned into a big sister in seconds, and the fierceness between her brows turned into a gentle look, which made people feel itchy and wanted to hug her very much.

So he really put his arms around her waist.

Huangfuqing's waist stiffened, and the bandaged hands subconsciously tightened, causing Zhao Changhe to groan in pain.

Huangfu said angrily, "Don't push yourself too hard, or you will be strangled to death!"

Having said that, she didn't try hard to earn it, fearing that Zhao Changhe would suffer even more if she tried harder.

So Zhao Changhe hugged him and didn't let go.

Huangfu pursed his lips, ignored him, continued to wrap the bandage, and said in a low voice: "If I really kill you, do you regret it?"

Zhao Changhe couldn't help laughing: "That depends on whether there is a hell in the world, whether I can turn into a ghost and regret it."

"Don't be poor, you know what I'm asking."

"Someone asked me before, would I not be afraid of death when faced with vultures hunting their teeth? I answered her, I never thought about it, and once I thought about it, no one would do it." Zhao Changhe whispered: "I never thought about myself What will happen... I just thought, if I hide in by myself and seal the space barrier, I will be safe, but you may fall into madness and cannot recover, or you may hit Ye Wuzong or even Yuxu real person, and die in Kunlun ...I can't let you go outside alone in that state..."

Huangfu wanted to say that even if I ran into Ye Wuzong, I would beat him up, so why would I die in Kunlun...but the words didn't come out of my mouth.

Whether he can beat Ye Wuzong is meaningless, it is difficult to avoid all kinds of traps and back arrows in a crazy state, and the possibility of dying at the hands of Xiaoxiao is very high.

The meaning lies in his heart.

He was worried about her, and he didn't even care that he was going to be killed.

"Between you and me..." Huangfu held back and held back, and finally said: "There is no such friendship between you and me, you don't think that I have teased you and touched your waist on horseback Back, do you have any relationship with you? I am a demon girl, do you understand the witch, how did you survive until now with the virtue of being so desperate when you are teased by the witch?"

Zhao Changhe smiled: "You still want to hide it from me. Venerable Xuanwu interrogated you, and you admitted that you like me."

Huangfu Qing's eyes widened.

On the rocky mountain in the desert, Sanniang found a ball of jelly that hadn't been dug out in the Xuanwu secret realm, wrapped it in it, slept soundly, and laughed in her dreams.

Hee hee, let you be so fierce at ordinary times, you still dare to kill me!

"So how could I just sit back and watch something happen to a woman who likes me." Zhao Changhe's arms around her waist tightened a bit, as if he wanted to kiss her.

"Crack!" Huangfu covered his big mouth with a palm, and said angrily, "Ziwu... Your lord is talking nonsense, how could she have asked me such a topic!"

"Yes yes yes." Zhao Changhe is not willing to believe such arrogant words, you don't like me, so what are you doing now? Hold me on your shoulders, I still put my arms around your waist, you didn't earn it.

Obviously San Niang is credible.

Thank you, San Niang.

So instead of retreating, he pursed his lips and kissed her palm.

Huangfu was furious, and was about to explode when he suddenly became dizzy, lost strength in his hands, and pushed him gently as if wanting to refuse.

After getting out of the berserk state, even if he doesn't completely collapse like Zhao Changhe, there will inevitably be a short period of weakness, and he won't be able to lift his strength for a while.

Falling on Zhao Changhe's feeling, isn't this obviously a loss of face, but is it welcome if you want to refuse?

This is even more provocative, my sister is really good at it.

Although Zhao Changhe was injured, it was a traumatic injury, but he wasn't that weak. Seeing the witch girl, he wanted to refuse and greeted him, so he couldn't be polite. He tightened his arms and stretched his neck, and he really kissed Huangfuqing's face.

He...he really dared to belittle me? !

Huangfu Qing's mind was blank, he was powerless to earn money, he was speechless when he wanted to scold, and he whispered in his ears: "I like you too... Thank you Venerable Suzaku for sending you to my side."

Who am I, who am I?

That's right, in his heart this is the Winged Fire Serpent, not Suzaku...

Huangfuqing was in a daze in his head for a moment, still figuring out logic, and there was a warmth on his lips.

Seeing the kiss, she really didn't dodge and push it away, the man who was aggressive moved decisively from his face to his lips.

It was as if an electric current had exploded into his mind and spread throughout his body. Huangfuqing completely lost his mind, and his mind went blank.

I was kissed by a man?

I, Suzaku, was kissed by a mere man who was eight or nine years younger than me at the eighth level of the porch... How can I get a foothold in the Jianghu, how can I lead the sect, how can I meet you late...

Are you going to kill him?

But he doesn't know.

In his heart, this is a winged fire snake who likes him...

But do I like him?

How can I? I was just teasing him...

How did it become like this...

I don't know how long it took, until the man pushed forward again and tried to knock on the door, Huangfu finally got excited, and as if he had regained a little strength, he pushed him away suddenly: "Enough!"

The two were panting slightly, Huangfu Qing pushed his chest hard, wanted to say something but really didn't know where to start, his heart was in a mess. In the end, it can only be turned into this sentence: "You are seriously injured and weak, and you are soaked in blood, and you only think about this kind of thing!"

Zhao Changhe blinked his eyes: "The one who loves is Huangfu's love; the one who does things is also engaged. Of course I think about things..."

Huangfuqing was almost laughed out of anger: "You learned to play with words from Tang Wanzhuang, right?"

"No, no, just a moment of inspiration."

"You want to do Huangfuqing?" Huangfuqing found a good reason to refuse: "Although I am not a saint, I am also a high-level sect, even if I can find a man, there is no reason to be friendly with outsiders, so why should I be taught by Sixiang?" People, if you have the ability, you can go to the Venerable to join the teaching."

Zhao Changhe blinked again, reached out to touch the ring, and pulled out a pig face mask again.

It's not the cute pig mask of the two. This pig's face is fiery red, its fangs are ferocious, its fire patterns are strange, its imposing manner is overwhelming, and it looks quite evil. The material of the mask is quite special, and it seems to have some protective effect and strength blessing.

Huangfu's heart skipped a beat, why did he have this?

Zhao Changhe shook his mask with a smile: "My room fire pig, is sister Wing Fire Snake's own person?"

Huangfu Qing stared at the pig's face dumbfounded, and only one sentence echoed in his heart: "Yuan Sanniang, I'm not finished with you!"

The next moment, the dead pig's head kissed him again, and Huangfu watched him approaching helplessly, but he didn't know how to refuse him at all.

The two lips met again, this time it was not a sneak attack.

The eternal flame lightly burns a few feet away, like a campfire warms up.

Witnessing that the divine bird of Suzaku in front fell into the scorched earth and fell into the mundane world.