Go to the small building

The name of Qu Liushang Saber is Tianhan, just like the name of the sword, it is tempered from the crystal stone dug back by the first owner of Fengming Tower in the bitter cold place of Tianshan Mountain.The sword body is as soft as silk, like a silver thread, and the condensed air of the sword edge is flowing, and the sharpness is obvious.Since Tianhan was tempered successfully, it seems to have spirituality. It has to choose its own master. In the hands of people it recognizes, Tianhan is a magic weapon.All previous landlords wanted to control it to show off their style, but so far I don't know how many years have passed, and the masters identified by Tianhan are only a few people.Whenever stabbed by Tianhan, the wounded will be cold to the bone within a moment, and the blood in the whole body will stagnate and die.

"No matter who the person stabbed by Tianhan is, Shuhua, you must be prepared." After hearing Zhuo Qinglian's words, Fu Shuhua felt a pot of cold water poured on his head, and his heart was cold and silent...

Without Qu Liushang's summons, Zhuo Qinglian couldn't enter and leave the main building at will, so Zhuo Qinglian could only sneak into Qu Liushang's bedroom with Fu Shuhua at the moment.Qu Liushang, who didn't like to be disturbed, kept other people out of the main building on weekdays. At this time, except for the medical envoy and deputy envoy in the room, everyone else was searching for the assassin in the building.

The two of them quietly lurked outside the door and listened to the movement in the room, "The landlord's injury is too serious. Although the wound has been wrapped, the old injury of the landlord has become a chronic disease. The new injury and the old injury are added to one place and he is still unconscious. We I can only resign myself to fate, and the final result can only be determined by the good luck of the host.” The voice of regret came clearly from the room, Zhuo Qinglian’s fingertips grasped the wooden wall, the deeper the defect, the wound on the palm was covered with rough wooden thorns. Grind the wound up.Seeing Zhuo Qinglian's appearance, Fu Shuhua couldn't help frowning deeply, he didn't expect Qu Liushang to be hurt so badly.

The conversation inside seemed to be gradually approaching the door. Fu Shuhua pulled Zhuo Qinglian, who was in a daze, to hide half of his body slightly, "Medical envoy Hua, what should we do with this person? He hurt the host, do you want to heal him?"

"It's too late, not to mention that this person is wounded in the heart, it's just an ordinary wound. After being pierced by Tianhan for so long, the cold air may have already invaded his internal organs. No skill. Forget it, let’s go back to the medical hall.”

The door was opened, and the doctor's figure disappeared at the end of the corridor.Fu Shuhua gritted his teeth and poked his head out to take a look inside the door. After this look, he turned around in a whirl and became limp and almost passed out.Zhuo Qinglian hugged her tightly behind her, "Why?"

Fu Shuhua's eyes turned red, and he squeezed out a few words from his throat with a trembling voice, "Yes—Xiaolou—" Although the person on the ground turned his back to him, how could she admit his mistake, and this The clothes in her body were clearly the moon white gown that she bought for her with her own hands, but this gown was covered with glaring blood at the moment, the red and white contrasted, shaking Fu Shuhua's heart throbbing.

This is not true! "Small building——" Fu Shuhua pushed open the door and stumbled towards the person with a cry of surprise, turning over her body in a hurry, with 1 screams in his heart, hoping that this was just his wishful thinking, but what caught his eyes was clearly That face that I couldn't be more familiar with.Duan Xiaolou's fair face was stained with bright blood, which rubbed against Fu Shuhua's palm.

Fu Shuhua knelt beside Duan Xiaolou, tightly clutching the lapel of the collar with one hand, and tightly covering his lips with the other hand, sobbing overflowed from the corners of his lips, she didn't believe it, she didn't believe that she hugged herself in her arms this morning and told the story Silly and sweet talk, I can still clearly feel the body temperature from her body, but at this time this person is lying lifeless in my arms, covered in blood.

Fu Shuhua stared blankly at the sword wound on Duan Xiaolou's chest. This idiot is very timid. Usually, he would feel terribly distressed for a small injury or pain. A sword piercing his chest must be so painful.Fu Shuhua swayed twice and couldn't stand still anymore. He lay on Duan Xiaolou's chest and began to cry, his shoulders shrugged. Zhuo Qinglian's eyes became hot and tears rolled down.

Looking at Qu Liushang who was also lying on the bed at the moment with his life hanging by a thread, Zhuo Qinglian felt ashamed. Is this retribution? Is this God's punishment for herself.

Slowly moving towards the edge of the bed, every time she took a step, Zhuo Qinglian's heart sank an inch, this short distance actually made her heart full of wounds linger a thousand times again.

After finally walking this endless distance, the person who was usually domineering towards him was lying quietly on the bed at this moment. This was the closest time he had stood with her in all these years.Zhuo Qinglian smiled wryly and stretched out his hand to touch the face that made him so dreamy. Before his trembling fingertips touched Qu Liushang's flamboyant face, the well-behaved and quiet person who was lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes at this moment, with a pair of cold eyes. Staring fixedly at Zhuo Qinglian in front of her eyes, her eyes swelled with energy.

Zhuo Qinglian, who hadn't recovered from the scene in front of her, felt a chill in her heart before she could retract her fingers after being frightened, she frowned and looked down again, it turned out that Tianhan had pierced her chest mercilessly.

"Xianer—" Looking at the Tianhan sword on his chest, Zhuo Qinglian raised his head and called Qu Liushang in a low voice.

Turning over and retracting, Tianhan directly slapped Zhuo Qinglian's left shoulder with a palm. Zhuo Qinglian was forced to vomit a mouthful of blood under the impact of the curved palm, and fell to the ground like a kite with a broken thread.

"Why don't you use internal force?" Qu Lishang stood by the bed and stared at Zhuo Qinglian, who was bleeding from the corner of her mouth. This woman's internal force was only slightly inferior to his own, so why didn't she use her internal force to fight against her to save her life.Before Zhuo Qinglian could reply, Qu Liushang had already come to her side, and Tianhan directly pressed against Zhuo Qinglian's throat.

Staring at Zhuo Qinglian bitterly, Qu Liushang narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Bitch, you're the one who robbed Fu Shuhua away?"

Feeling the coolness from Tianhan's skin, Zhuo Qinglian closed her eyes and answered her resignedly, "Yes"

"Then you just wanted to take advantage of my injury and put me to death?" Qu Liushang's anger was aroused, Tianhan couldn't control his strength for a moment and went in a little bit, blood immediately meandered along Zhuo Qinglian's fair neck The lower part of the clothes was dyed, and the curved cup was startled, and Tian Han took it back, but cut the skin elsewhere and left a wound.

"Xiang'er, how could I hurt you?" Zhuo Qinglian hurriedly defended after hearing the words, with tears in his eyes, but his face was desperately trying to smile at Qu Liushang, but in exchange he coughed violently, coughing up The blood foam sprayed on the profile, which was particularly conspicuous against the radiant cold air, like the brown sugar beard that Qu Liushang loved when he was young.Seeing Qu Liushang was a little dazed for a moment.

Aware of his lack of focus and a trace of hesitation, Qu Liushang almost yelled a sentence from his throat, "Shut up, you woman is full of lies and cruel means, today I will definitely not let you stay."

Raising the sword indiscriminately and about to stab him, Zhuo Qinglian smiled and closed his weak eyes, it will be all right, as long as Zhang'er is well, even if he goes to hell alone, he will have no regrets.

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