Chapter three hundred and seventy-eight of the curse
The south wind is blowing, carrying river fog, and there is a faint smell of reeds in the wind.
Li Yu's hand stopped awkwardly in mid-air and scratched his head. Time seemed to have stopped.
Lu Lingqi was very tall, a full head taller than Li Yu. She didn't say a word, she just raised her arms to her chest and looked at him with a leering attitude.
This sister is tall and has long legs, with a straight back and waist. She looks quite beautiful from a distance. The tip of her nose is almost touching her forehead. Coupled with her wild and provocative eyes, she is quite intimidating.
"The wind is a little noisy today, hahahaha."
Lu Lingqi said coldly: "Headmaster, what are you doing here?"
Li Yu swallowed his saliva and said sternly: "Healing for your mother's wounds."
Diao Chan was behind her, chuckling and closing her arms.
Lu Lingqi straightened her chest and lowered her voice, "If you dare to use force, I will tie your hands and feet and throw you into the river to feed the fish."
Li Yu took a step back and said, "Yeah, the moonlight is quite nice."
Diao Chan didn't give any face and chuckled, indicating that she heard it.
Li Yu and Taylor were too eye-rolled and prepared to wipe their heads and leave, lest she really throw herself into the river.
Lu Lingqi said anxiously: "What are you going to do? Continue the treatment."
After saying that, she walked downstairs with her long legs, her deerskin boots making a clicking sound on the stairs.
Diao Chan licked her hair and said: "She has been back for a while. This child is used to being wild and has such a bad temper. In fact, she is quite kind at heart and is as weak as her father. But she is most afraid of others discovering this.
That’s why I pretend to be so fierce.”
As weak as her father?
Li Yu shrugged and said, "I know that Miss Lu is a very nice person and she is the mainstay of our serious sect."
Diao Chan smiled and said: "This child has never praised anyone, but she has a very good impression of you. She often talks about you and says you are a great person."
Li Yu didn't believe it at all and just thought she was comforting him.
Diao Chan sighed, her voice filled with infinite desolation, and said: "Qi'er is a blessed person. She can control her happiness and anger in her own hands, but it is inevitable that she will be a little cruel. For some people, her happiness is not at all.
By yourself."
Li Yu asked: "Madam, are you talking about yourself?"
"Um."
Li Yu thought to himself that there was some truth in what he said. He put away his skills and said: "Madam, I have helped you get rid of the cold poison this time."
"I heard that the one you have is the one between you and the Saint of Southern Xinjiang, so that one can break the curse."
Li Yu's heart was beating like a drum, Diao Chan showed a hint of sadness, stood up and walked to the building.
Upstairs was her boudoir, and Li Yu nervously followed in. The quilt on the embroidered couch was snow-white, and the light red gauze curtain exuded a faint fragrance.
Through the gauze curtain, you can vaguely see a painting of peonies on the wall. The peonies are blooming in brilliant white colors, which is very pleasing to the eye.
Diao Chan closed the curtain, and through the curtain, she could see her gently undressing her clothes, and the clothes slowly slid off her shoulders.
"Doesn't it mean that the young man dislikes his handsome appearance?"
With a flick of his brush, Li Yu leaped into the tent, knocked down Diao Chan, who was wearing a half-undressed shirt, and sat on her lower abdomen.
Diao Chan blushed with fright, stretched out her hand to block him, and asked: "Do you think I am very casual and a shameless person?"
"No, the cold poison is so severe that it is simply unbearable."
Li Yu held her shoulders and said seriously.
Diao Chan gave him a rollicking look, so charming that she wanted to reject him but still welcomed him.
Li Yu said: "Madam, although I am young, I have experienced many battles. I have raised a lot of things among flowers and have superb skills. So it may hurt a little at first, but the medicine is bitter, and Madam can bear it."
one time."
Diao Chan was so embarrassed that she had no choice but to take this step because she was tortured by the cold poison.
But this kid spoke too frivolously and kept teasing herself, which made Diao Chan a little angry.
But at this moment, he was riding underneath him, and the arrow was on the string and he had no choice but to fire it.
"Madam, will the medicine be delivered to your mouth in a while?"
"If you say weird things again, I'll call Qier."
Dr. Li immediately shut up, hey, he leaned down and started treating the patient——
Lu Lingqi was walking by the river and kicked a pebble into the river.
The stones hit the moon shadow on the river impartially, causing ripples in the white jade plate-like moon shadow.
She walked to the riverside, sat down, held her chin and looked at the water.
Zuo Ci walked over quietly, his face was surprisingly serious, and he didn't look like he was playing with the world.
"Uncle Zuo, if you talk about my father, stop talking."
Zuo Ci smiled and said: "The dead are dead, but the living will eventually live on."
"You're right. Can he really break the curse?"
Zuo Ci nodded and said: "The existence of the Holy Girl in Southern Xinjiang is far beyond what people can imagine. When I was young, I traveled in Southern Xinjiang and knew some inside stories."
"The energy in the saints of the past generations in southern Xinjiang was actually accumulated and passed down from generation to generation in order to resurrect the witch god."
Lu Lingqi raised her head and said, "The Witch God is dead?"
"Perhaps it is sealed." Zuo Ci sighed and said: "No matter how powerful the existence is, there will always be someone who can cure him. This is the way of the world."
Lu Lingqi exclaimed: "Then he robbed the saint of southern Xinjiang, didn't he offend the public?"
"Yes, it can be said that it is not only the hundreds of millions of people in southern Xinjiang who have been offended, but also many hidden masters. They also know the benefits of the saint, but they dare not act rashly, for fear that they will not be able to withstand the endless power of telepathy and explode.
And died."
"So powerful? How did Li Yu endure it?"
Zuo Ci thought for a moment and said: "Either he carries a valuable treasure, or he is the reincarnation of the Witch God. From now on, it seems that it is the former."
"This kid is really lucky!" Lu Lingqi said.
Zuo Ci was deeply convinced and continued to talk about such off-topic remarks to ease Lu Lingqi's discomfort.
Tonight's matter could have been hidden from her, but Diao Chan disagreed.
This is good, lest she discover it later and it will be even more difficult for her to accept.
Speaking of which, this child is really kind, much better than her father.
Zuo Ci stood up and said with a smile: "He took the initiative to come to you this time. I estimate that it is probably because of me. This kid has no profit and can't afford it early. He must be thinking about something again. I have no choice but to owe him another one."
Favor, I have to go with him. After I leave, you can take your wife to Bianliang, Soochow is not a very safe place."
"What happened to Soochow?" Lu Lingqi had a good feeling about Soochow. Her father was killed by the alliance of Wei and Shu, and died at the hands of two powerful men, Cao Cao and Liu Bei.
So their family chose to go to Soochow to avoid disaster. Of course, Bianliang was also a good choice. Many people chose to go to Bianliang to live in seclusion.
Hidden away in the city.
"The situation in Jingzhou is on the verge of breaking out. The three families of Wei, Shu and Wu are not economical. Soochow is about to become unstable."
