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Gu Mingzheng's squatting body just blocked the sight of everyone on the other side of the suspension bridge, and the head and the others couldn't see what happened here.

But the two little boys standing at the side could see clearly, and they couldn't help blushing with anger, but Jiyue hadn't said anything yet, so they couldn't go overboard and teach others.

"Young Master..." The two looked at each other and shouted in unison.

Jiyue regained her senses, and immediately withdrew her hand from Gu Mingzheng's palm, her expression returned to normal, and she ordered: "Let the master come over."

"Yes." The two boys followed suit, walked to the suspension bridge and turned off the mechanism.

Gu Mingzheng smiled slightly, "Little uncle, look, can I still be saved?"

He made a pun, and Jiyue's heart skipped a beat when he heard it, "Stretch out your hand."

Gu Mingzheng passed his hand over.

Jiyue felt his pulse quietly.

After a while, the head and the others also came over, seeing this, they said: "Jiyue, the old man Yao said earlier that Chen'er's poison can only be cured by intercourse with the body of extreme yin, do you have other methods?"

Jiyue raised her head and glanced at Gu Mingzheng.

The eyes are clear and light, and the cinnabar between the eyebrows is as red as blood.

The green hills are slim, and the face is picturesque, which is really indescribably moving.

Shen Yao suddenly let out a cough, which woke up Meng Sheng who was beside him, and Meng Sheng hurried to embrace him: "Brother Yao, it's windy in the mountains, are you cold?"

"I'm fine. Brother Chu was poisoned and injured in order to save me. This trivial matter is nothing." Shen Yao said intentionally or unintentionally.

Meng Sheng immediately expressed pity.

Gu Mingzheng's eyes darkened slightly, but before he could say anything, Jiyue turned around in the wheelchair and walked into the valley, saying softly, "Twelve, drive them away."

Twelve immediately walked in front of Shen Yao and Meng Sheng, made a "please come back" gesture with a cold face.

The headmaster stroked his long beard, cleared his throat, "Jiyue, Shen Shaoxia has an extremely yin body..."

The implication is that they brought him here just in case.

The head of the sect is old, but he doesn't know the twists and turns in the young man's heart.

Jiyue didn't turn her head back, she just pretended she didn't hear.

Gu Mingzheng said indifferently: "Master, my junior uncle doesn't like it, just drive them away, and it's annoying to keep them."

"Brother Chu!" Shen Yao's eyes were filled with disbelief.

Gu Mingzheng stopped talking to him, and chased Jiyue into the valley.

Su Yuanqiu suddenly raised his hand and forced Shen Yao to the opposite side of the suspension bridge. Twelve immediately restarted the mechanism.

Aoba smiled and made a grimace at the opposite side, "No winking and hypocrisy, I'm so annoying, I don't want to see them for a long time!"

The master shook his head and sighed: "You guys!"

That's all for Jiyue, and his apprentices come here one by one according to their personal preferences, and they never consider the overall situation, which also makes him very helpless.

"If there is no other way to detoxify, wouldn't it be harming your senior brother to drive away Shen Yao?"

"But they are really annoying," Qingye twitched her braids and hugged his arms, "Master, my little uncle will definitely find a way!"

Across the suspension bridge, Shen Yao and Meng Sheng watched them enter the valley helplessly.

"Too much!" Meng Sheng pinched the folding fan.

"Forget it," Shen Yao took a deep breath, "Brother Meng, Nanshan is very powerful, we..."

Meng Sheng's expression was a little scary, "Nanshan is powerful, but my Wulin League is not bad! Besides, there are still nine sects watching, so what is Nanshan?"

Shen Yao's eyes suddenly turned red, "That day, Big Brother Chu said he liked me, and I rejected him, so he must be angry with me, but I bear a sea of ​​blood and deep hatred on my body, so how can I indulge in love? Brother Meng, he Why can't he understand me? He even indulged his fellow disciples to humiliate me..."

Shen Yao seemed to be unable to bear it, and his body was crooked, just in time to be hugged by Meng Sheng.

Meng Sheng narrowed his eyes, and casually ran his palms all the way down on him, "If he doesn't help you, I will help you. He doesn't understand you, but I understand you."

"Brother Meng, you are my most trusted brother, friend and confidant," Shen Yao couldn't help moaning, struggled a few times, and whispered: "You know, I, what I really like is Chu..."

"Nanshan seldom gets involved in Jianghu affairs, and the influence of the Wulin League is far greater than Nanshan." Meng Sheng said deliberately: "Brother Yao, you are alone, even if you find an enemy, how can you take revenge? I can use the power of the Wulin League to help you, Can he, Chu Yichen, do it?"

Shen Yao froze, looking at the empty suspension bridge, thinking to himself, he likes Chu Yichen, but that person never understood him, only Meng Sheng understood him and would help him.

Even though he only thinks of Meng Sheng as the big brother, as long as he can get revenge, what's the point of giving everything?

Meng Sheng embraced Shen Yao who was no longer resisting, and a fierce look flashed across his eyes——Nanshan!wait and see!

In the valley, it is extremely quiet and elegant. Along the way, there is no sense of worldly hustle and bustle, only the sound of gurgling water and the sound of dripping water from bamboo tubes can be heard.

Occasionally, birds fly across the sky, leaving a few crisp birdsong.

Gu Mingzheng glanced around, "It's too quiet here, don't you feel lonely?"

Jiyue shook her head, picked up the kettle next to her, and sprinkled some water on the flowers, with a relaxed and tranquil expression.

"Shen Yao just said that..." Gu Mingzheng rarely explained this to others, but he was afraid that he might misunderstand, so he said, "Don't worry about it."

Jiyue didn't speak, just watering the flowers on her own.

Gu Mingzheng stepped forward and brought the kettle over.

Jiyue raised her head, silently picked up another kettle, and continued to water.

Gu Mingzheng thought for a while, then calmly picked up all the kettles and put them on the shelf.

In this way, Jiyue, who was sitting in a wheelchair, couldn't reach her.

"You..." Jiyue raised her head, and suddenly raised her hand, a silver needle pierced the side of his neck at her fingertips: "If you dare to make trouble again, just try."

Gu Mingzheng smiled calmly and said, "Look, that's how you look at me."

Jiyue was slightly startled, lowered her eyes, tilted her head and said, "I don't want to talk to you."

Gu Mingzheng asked strangely, "Why?"

Jiyue frowned, covered her heart, and snorted softly, "You make me upset, I don't like this feeling."

Gu Mingzheng thought there was some reason, but his almost innocent confession made his heart flutter, and he wished he could go up to hug him immediately.

But at this time, several people in charge had already walked in.

"Eldest senior brother! Little senior uncle!" Qing Ye rushed over quickly.

Jiyue said, "The road is slippery, slow down."

Qing Ye ran up to him with a smile, tilted her head, "Little Martial Uncle, you are so pretty, like a fairy in the sky?"

Jiyue replied: "You are also pretty."

Aoba cupped her face and smirked.

The head of the sect couldn't help laughing, and asked about the business: "Jiyue, Chen'er's poison, can you do anything about it?"

"There is a way," Ji Yue said in a low voice, "but the head brother should know my rules, if I want to save him, then his life will be mine from now on. Whatever I ask him to do, he has to do. "

"Can't you make another exception?"

"I promise."

Gu Mingzheng's voice and the head's words sounded at the same time, without any hesitation.

Jiyue couldn't help but looked up at him, frowned and asked, "Don't you think about it? What will I ask you to do in the future, if you don't respond, I will take your life at any time."

Gu Mingzheng smiled slightly and said, "Even if you don't save me, I will obey you."

This doesn't sound right, and I can't tell what's wrong.

Among the people present, only Su Yuanqiu was the most sensitive. Hearing this, he gave him a strange look.

Ji Yue pursed her lips, thinking, what she said was nice.

"come here."

Gu Mingzheng walked over, only to see Jiyue suddenly raised her hand, and tapped his acupuncture points as quickly as lightning, "Eleventh, twelve, go prepare the Yinyang Spring."

"Yes, my lord." The two little boys stepped back in response.

With the silver needle between her fingertips, Jiyue raised Gu Mingzheng's hand and stabbed it down very accurately. Seeing his brows slightly wrinkled, she couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Does it hurt?"

Gu Mingzheng shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."

After a while, Jiyue took back the silver needle, her movements were a little lighter than when she just placed the needle, and she turned the wheelchair, "Come with me. Senior brother, you can do what you want."

Gu Mingzheng took a few steps forward, supported the wheelchair and said, "I'll do it."

Jiyue sat quietly and let him push her away.

They came and went, getting along very naturally, but other people were stunned.

"Master, senior brother, have you met junior senior uncle before?" Qing Ye tugged at her braid and said, "Why does he seem to be more familiar than me?"

The head of the sect was also very strange, and shook his head affirmatively: "Chen'er has indeed never seen Jiyue before, probably...they hit it off."

hit it off?

Su Yuanqiu couldn't help but clenched his hands into his fists and rested his chin in thought - didn't it feel more like love at first sight?

Walking along the tree-lined path, the fragrance of flowers fades, and the quiet breath of bamboo is faintly transmitted.

The smell is refreshing and refreshing.

"The terrain here is peculiar, and a spring has been bred for many years. The left side is extremely hot, and the right side is extremely cold. Over time, it has formed two springs where yin and yang coexist." Jiyue said: "Yin spring can replace extreme yin. body."

Gu Mingzheng nodded slightly, with a smile on his lips.

In fact, he really didn't know anything about it.

But he likes to listen to Jiyue talk, so he looks very interested.

"Are you listening?" Ji Yue frowned.

"I'm listening," Gu Mingzheng said without changing his expression, "Your voice is really nice, continue."

Jiyue lightly slapped his hand on the wheelchair, and said with red ears, "Don't say such things again, or I won't save you."

Gu Mingzheng felt that this strength was not even as good as scratching an itch, so he deliberately bent over and made a posture of listening attentively, "What did you say? I didn't hear clearly, so say it again."

He likes to play with thin-skinned little beauties the most.

I think making people blush is more interesting than making money.

As a workaholic domineering CEO in this world, he has begun to have a tendency to not do his job properly.

It just so happened that Little Wing had exposed his IQ before, so he would always hide in the space and never come out to be surprised.

It's rare for the ears to be quiet.

Jiyue turned her head to stare at him, a few silver needles emerged from her fingertips, the needles were shiny, and threatened him: "If you do this again, I will make you dumb and unable to speak."

The little beauty became angry from embarrassment.

Gu Mingzheng raised his hands in surrender.

"I want to help you detoxify and heal your wounds, you can't affect my mind." Jiyue's eyes narrowed slightly, a little cinnabar between her eyebrows was like falling peach blossoms, drifting in the ice and snow, stained with the world of mortals but not stained with dust.

After thinking about it, he felt that what he said seemed a little too much, so he added softly: "As long as you are obedient, I will cure you."

Gu Mingzheng's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but leaned over and kissed him between the eyebrows.

The author has something to say: Continue to be sweet (づ￣3￣)