In fact, the taste is not likely to be good, and because the snowflakes are cold and the temperature of the tea has dropped, it should be said that it tastes worse. But for some reason, she said it tastes good.
As a result, he actually felt better drinking it.
"It really tastes better. I didn't expect that drinking tea under the snow can be so fun." He laughed.
She also laughed, but their laughter became a little indifferent.
Because they all knew in their hearts that this tea was not delicious.
"His poison cannot be delayed. I will detoxify him first." Jiang Shuiyue said. In fact, Xuanyuan Leng's poison could still be cured even if it was delayed for two more days.
Because he knew the disease, he happened to have a prescription.
However, at this time, there was a bit of embarrassment between him and Luoxue, which made him feel a little suffocated.
"Yeah." Luoxue nodded.
He got up and was about to leave.
Then Luoxue called softly: "Wait a moment."
He turned back with some joy just because she called him.
However, it turns out that asking him to stop was not for him.
"You bring a letter to him for me. Even if I leave, I should make it clear so that they don't misunderstand and worry." Luoxue said.
Jiang Shuiyue was a little disappointed, but still smiled warmly and said nothing.
With a light high-five, the sword slave flew out of the plum forest and stood in front of him: "Master, what do you want me to do?"
"Prepare some paper and ink for Miss Luoxue," Jiang Shuiyue said.
The sword slave looked at the young master, and he felt that the young master was in a very heavy mood. He suddenly didn't like the Luoxue in front of him, because she made the young master, who had always been elegant, indifferent, cold and proud, become sad.
The look in her eyes also showed a bit of hostility.
Seeing that he was stunned, Jiang Shuiyue called out: "Go quickly!"
"Sword slave, go get it now." Sword slave didn't dare to delay, so he flew over to get a pen, black paper and inkstone.
Luoxue picked up the pen, pondered for a moment, and then began to write.
Jiang Shuiyue, on the other hand, stood in the distance with her hands folded, not looking at what she was writing.
After Fang finished writing, she folded it gently, feeling a little sad, but when she closed the envelope, she regained her composure, and called out with a smile: "Okay, Shui Yue."
Shui Yue nodded, smiled, and took it.
Without saying anything more, he flew away.
Watching Jiang Shuiyue leave, she just felt so tired. She didn't want Shuiyue to see her sadness, but forcing a smile like this was extremely tiring.
Shui Yue, what should she do to avoid hurting him?
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Jiang Shuiyue avoided all the guards and jumped straight into Xuanyuan Leng's bedroom.
Xuanyuan Leng felt someone entering, and his whole body tensed up. He looked sharply in the direction of the person. Although he was poisoned, he was still extremely vigilant.
When he saw Jiang Shuiyue, he was shocked and then furious: "Why are you here again!" After saying that, he sat up with a gloomy and cold face.
Jiang Shuiyue didn't say anything, just looked at him.
Then he suddenly jumped up to him quickly, raised his head, and made a gesture to push away.
Although Xuanyuan Leng couldn't move one of his hands, he still had one hand, which he used to move like lightning to resist. Unexpectedly, Jiang Shuiyue shook his hand with his backhand, and the other hand
He quickly pressed down on his shoulders, holding down Xuanyuan Leng who was about to use his skills to fight with him.
He said in a cold tone: "Not only can you not move one arm now, but your internal strength is only 30% of normal due to poisoning. You can't beat me, so there's no need to waste your efforts. Besides, I'm not here to fight with you!"
After he said that, he had already let go of Xuanyuan Leng's hand.
As for Xuanyuan Leng, although he didn't understand Jiang Shuiyue's purpose of coming here, for some reason, he had already vaguely guessed it, and that bad premonition was spreading in his heart.
Because when Jiang Shuiyue held his hand just now, she felt his pulse.
Although he had some guesses in his mind, he remained calm: "Why did you come to see me?"
Jiang Shuiyue just gave him a cold and contemptuous look: "It's your responsibility to be entrusted by others." He didn't intend to explain to him, but he believed that Luoxue's letter would also give him the answer he deserved.
As soon as he said that, he quickly pierced Xuanyuan Leng's Jing point with a silver needle.
Xuanyuan Leng was startled and wanted to move away, but because the severe injuries to his body were not strong enough, he could not avoid it, so he froze in front of Jiang Shuiyue.
But even though he couldn't move, his momentum was still there: "I don't need your treatment."
Xuanyuan said coldly.
When Jiang Shuiyue said those words, he knew that it was Luoxue who must have rescued him and treated him, but he did not want such treatment.
He didn't want Luoxue to beg this person, and he didn't want this person to diagnose and treat him.
"Although many people are obedient to you, that does not include me!" Jiang Shuiyue said, already pulling out a row of silver needles from his sleeves.
The long fingers were quickly pulled out, and then inserted into the eight major acupuncture points on Xuanyuan Leng's body. Then, secretly using internal energy, he patted Xuanyuan Leng's arm with a palm, forcing the poison from his hand away.
"I don't need it!" Xuanyuan Leng was furious. He only regretted that he only had a few levels of skill left due to the poisoning and was unable to resist at all. He couldn't even move the acupuncture point. He could only let Jiang Shuiyue do whatever he wanted in front of him.
In a pair of eyes, a faint blue light glanced directly at Jiang Shuiyue, with a strong murderous intention.
Jiang Shuiyue, however, ignored him. She held up his arm with her other hand, and then inserted a slightly larger silver needle straight into his middle finger. When she pulled it out, she saw black poisonous blood.
It kept spraying out from the fingertips.
His arms also began to emit smoke.
After half a stick of incense, the poisonous blood on the fingertips began to spray drop by drop, and the black blood also turned bright red.
As soon as Jiang Shuiyue collected her internal energy and circulated it for a week, she pulled out the silver needles from his body.
Xuanyuan Leng, on the other hand, kept staring at him fiercely, as if he wanted to destroy him, but he didn't care. He took out Luoxue's letter and put it in front of him: "This is Luoxue's letter to you.
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"What do you mean?" Xuanyuan asked coldly.
"Luoxue will stay at Mingyue Gate after Luoxue!" Jiang Shuiyue stated this matter calmly, not showing off to Xuanyuan Leng, because in his heart, he knew that he had lost.
"I will never allow it!" Xuanyuan Leng was shocked when he heard this. He did not expect that the situation would be so bad! No! He would not allow anyone to take Luo Xue away.
Luoxue can only belong to him.
"Jiang Shuiyue, if you don't want Mingyue Gate to be moved to the ground, then send Luoxue over quickly!" Xuanyuan Leng said.
Jiang Shuiyue just looked at him calmly: "Xuanyuan Leng, although with your ability at this time, Mingyue Sect cannot resist you, it's a pity that your troops can only be reserved to fight Xuanyuan Zhe. I don't think you will do it for
Personal grudges and ignore those who support you?"
His words were an understatement, but they hit Xuanyuan Leng's pain point.
Xuanyuan Leng could only stare at him angrily.
At this time, it is no longer a question of whether he wants the country or not. Once he chooses to give up this operation, those who support him will surely suffer the murderous hands of Xuanyuan Zhe.
However, he will never let go of Luoxue. He must complete the matter at hand as soon as possible so that he can have the energy to take Luoxue back!