Peach Blossom Dyeing Jinge

Lu Zhengqiu was startled by his own thoughts, he took the medicine bowl from Dongqing's hand, raised his head and poured all the warm medicine soup down his throat.

The bottom of the bowl blocked his expression, and the bitter taste trickled down his throat, which made him sober up a lot.

His line of sight was blocked by the bowl, but he could still feel the burning eyes of the person opposite him, staring at him closely, until he swallowed the medicine soup without leaking a drop, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Today, Dongqing's mood was extremely ups and downs. Even though she was relieved, her eyes were still glued to his face, trying to search for something, as if she was not facing the master who lived with her day and night, but a complicated and unfamiliar puzzle.

"What's wrong with you?" He asked, "Is Bai Yu still awake?"

Dongqing was slightly stunned, nodded and said: "Yes. Her body is fine, but she is just lethargic, and no one can wake her up."

When he said these words, Holly's tone was low, as if he was trying his best to suppress the sigh deep in his throat, but his thoughts still leaked out along with the words in his mouth, and they were clearly exposed in his eyes.

He understood the reason for his apprentice's worry, Yue Baiyu's soul had been taken over by You Ying, and he is probably still struggling in the abyss at this moment, no one else can help her, her ending can only depend on her own good luck.

He said to Dongqing: "When you were at the pier, you trusted Baiyu so much that you even had the guts to confront her empty-handed, but now you don't trust her?"

"It's not that I don't believe it, it's just..." Dongqing still frowned, "At that time, I could still talk to her and save her, but now I have no choice but to wait."

He took a step forward and patted the other person on the shoulder: "In the vast world, no matter how powerful you are, there are always things beyond your power. Isn't waiting a kind of trust."

Dongqing was startled again, and murmured: "This is too profound."

Lu Zhengqiu saw him thinking desperately, he couldn't help raising his hand, bent his index finger into a hook, and gently scraped down along the bridge of Dongqing's nose.

"Aitu is extremely intelligent, so you can slowly understand it."

After the joke was finished, he withdrew his hand to commit the crime, but he was caught by the other party halfway.

He raised his head, just in time to meet Dongqing's urgent gaze.

"Master, what were you worrying about just now?"

"Ok?"

"When I saw you just now, you kept frowning. You must have something on your mind, otherwise why did you come here alone?"

Lu Zhengqiu blinked, quickly shook his head and said, "No, you are worrying too much."

Dongqing just shook her head: "No, I can see clearly, you never show that expression in front of me."

Lu Zhengqiu looked at him with some surprise.

Dongqing continued: "You always see through my thoughts at a glance. But I can't see through your troubles. Am I too stupid? Baiyu is the same, so are my parents. I don't even understand Master's thoughts. You asked me to wait, but I really don't want to wait..."

He spoke quickly, but his words fell short, his eyes flickered, and his toes poked restlessly on the ground.

Lu Zhengqiu felt his fingers pinching his arm, loosening and tightening, like a small animal scratching unwillingly, desperately trying to grab a fulcrum, but slipping down again and again.

He said lightly: "Even if you understand the thoughts of others, what can you do?"

Before he finished speaking, Dongqing argued eagerly: "How can you be considered someone else?" Having said that, he lowered his eyes again and said in a hoarse voice, "I finally know how difficult the road ahead is when I fight against the Demon Sect this time. I'm not afraid of death, but I'm afraid that if I die, I won't be able to keep my promise. No matter how many things I can't do, I will definitely do what I promised you."

His words are like a bowl in his hand, even though it has been emptied, there is still warmth remaining.

Lu Zhengqiu looked at him, and finally said softly after a long time: "Silly boy."

Lu Dongqing raised her head and said, "There's nothing you can do if you're stupid. It's because you're stupid that you need Master's advice."

As he spoke, he lowered his arm, his fingers slid down Lu Zhengqiu's arm, and stopped at the wrist, hanging there in vain.

Lu Zhengqiu felt the light pressure on the back of his hand, and the slightly red fingertips were really warm, even warmer and softer than he imagined.

How could he imagine it?His heart is too cold, Qiu Chong has never seen the summer sky, how can he outline the temperature of the warm sun out of thin air.

He just felt that these hands were touching his skin, conveying a vivid temperature, and the touch was better than anything he knew.

Holly noticed his silence, lowered her gaze, and a guilty smile appeared on her mouth, but she quickly raised her head again, smiling, and looked at him expectantly.

The five fingers on the back of the hand clenched intentionally or unintentionally.

A pair of black and clear eyes, like a overflowing clear spring, gurgling, as long as a ray of warm sun sprinkles in, the pool will be full of clear light.

This smile is a Gu.

Lu Zhengqiu warned himself countless times that this is nothing more than an immature heart's instinctive dependence on those close to him.Holly is more than just a pond. This young man will one day become a raging wave, a spring, and a river, flowing into the vast ocean and galloping freely.

However, suppressing the throbbing in my heart became more and more difficult every time.

He has been wandering in the dark for too long, and even a pond has made him nostalgic.

He turned sideways, pulled out his hand calmly, raised his finger, and pointed to the wall behind him: "Holly, look at this."

"This is?" Dongqing leaned closer, saw the painting engraved on the wall, raised her eyebrows, and asked, "Master painted it?"

Lu Zhengqiu smiled softly: "I don't have this ability, besides, this painting is very old."

Dongqing suddenly realized: "So you came here to find this."

Lu Zhengqiu nodded: "Do you know, before the Yushan tribe came to Lingquan Valley, who was imprisoned here?"

Dongqing said: "Baiyu told me that the first god Gun was imprisoned here. Could it be that he left behind?"

There seemed to be some indescribable spiritual power in the long-lasting scratches, which made Dongqing's eyes widen.

"I don't think the painting looks like it was painted in pain."

"I feel the same way, so I came here to take a look." Lu Zhengqiu paused for a moment, then sighed softly, "But even after reading it, I still don't have a clue."

Lu Dongqing held her chin and thought for a while: "If in the ancient times, the god Youying had not been defeated by Zhuzhao, and Youzhao was the place where his power flourished, I don't know if the people who are locked here will be affected like Baiyu. Bewitched."

Lu Zhengqiu raised his eyebrows and said, "This is an interesting idea."

Lu Dongqing turned to look at him, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Master, how much do you really know about Chongming Sect?"

Lu Zhengqiu's shoulders trembled slightly, and his gaze dropped involuntarily.

Lu Dongqing continued: "In the past, I didn't want to ask questions because I was afraid of bringing up your sadness, but now I want to know, and only by knowing can I share your worries. If you also trust me, please tell me."

The words have come to this point, and it is difficult to prevaricate.

Lu Zhengqiu said: "The man I met at the ferry is named Nan Yanqi, he is one of the confidantes of the leader of the Chongming Sect, and is respected as the Zuoshi in the Sect."

Dongqing immediately opened her eyes wide: "I saw that man talking to you on the boat, master, do you know him?"

Lu Zhengqiu nodded: "I have fought with him as an old enemy. I have fought against him. But it ended in defeat."

"I see."

Dongqing's complexion gradually became brighter, as if she was lit up by his few words.

He couldn't help but wonder how long the person in front of him had longed for this simple answer, and how long he had suppressed it.

He used to wield a sword and wield a knife and was invincible, but he never expected that he could light up a person in such an easy way.

If this person knew that his words were full of lies, what would he think?

He pressed back the thousands of words that rushed to his mouth, nodded instead, and wrote lightly: "This person is a strong enemy. This time he is eyeing Yushan and even got the materials of Fuyao Qingfeng, which makes me feel very worried .”

Lu Dongqing showed a look of sudden realization: "Master should have told me earlier."

Lu Zhengqiu chuckled softly: "Master also wants to save face, so he can't admit defeat in front of his disciples."

"It doesn't matter if you fail once, I'll help you win it next time."

"It's too far away next time, if you want to share my worries, you might as well tell me a joke."

"I can't tell jokes." Lu Dongqing rolled her eyes, "Why don't I take you to a good place!"