MTL - He is From Great Sea of Stars-Chapter 92 you are drunk

Huo Xingchao leaned on the bamboo bed, flipping through the ancient books in his hands.

This is a bamboo hut, and the bed is the window. Looking out from the drawn curtain, you can see a large green bamboo forest.

Next to him was a girl in a white dress, holding a row of needles in her hand, weighing them out one by one, and roasting them on a candlelight.

After baking, he turned his head and said lightly,

"Take off your coat."

He raised his eyebrows, but didn't say much, he slowly unbuttoned his shirt, slender fingers slid across his chest, bringing out a bit of demagogic ambiguity.

The girl's expression was calm, and there was no trace of turbulence in her eyes.

In front of him is a white chest, without the slightest fat on the waist and abdomen, the muscles are smooth and the texture is clear.

Although she is very white, she doesn't look girlish at all.

She lowered her eyes and pulled out a thin needle, "Lie down."

The man hooked his lips and chuckled, lying down, lacquered hair in black clothes, and his clothes were still half-undressed.

There are two deep scars on his chest, his posture is lazy, and there is a charming smile in his eyes.

A look that Renjun picked.

The girl in white still had a light expression, sipped the needle and stabbed it half a finger below his chest.

Then came Zhongwan, Shenque, and after a while, thin long needles were pierced under the chest and arms.

After about a quarter of an hour, she began to draw needles.

When the last needle was drawn, the girl's tone was calm,

"When the poisonous blood is discharged, the internal organs will heat up, and the muscles and bones will ache. If you can't bear it, you can shout."

Then in the next second, black poisonous blood slowly flowed out of the small opening under the chest.

The man frowned slightly, as if he was a little surprised, and then quickly regained his composure, with a smile in his tone and a slow finish.

"Is that all right?"

Cheng Zhiyi glanced at him one more time.

He was poisoned by the crane tube. When it was discharged, the six internal organs were in severe pain, and his muscles and bones seemed to be shattered. Even a strong man would cry for his father and mother in pain, but he still had a calm look.

As if there was no pain.

But it has nothing to do with yourself.

She put away her needles, stood up,

"In three more days, when the poisonous blood is exhausted, you can start to recuperate. After two months, you will be able to recover most of the time."

"Two months."

He casually chewed these two words, his smile was lazy, although his lips were pale, he became more and more beautiful, his voice was hoarse but not hoarse, very provocative,

"Miss Cheng, take your time, Huo is not in a hurry."

Cheng Zhiyi didn't look at him. After packing up the medical equipment, he turned around and planned to leave.

"When I heal you, I hope you don't forget what you promised me."

"The grace of saving lives, of course, dare not forget."

he curled his lips,

"I just don't know why Miss Cheng insists on entering my Chentian Gate. If there is anything wrong with the world, Huo, as a disciple of Chentian, can't agree to the girl."

"Don't worry, I said, I will only find Lin Jing to meet one person, and when he fulfills the marriage contract, I will only take people away."

"But what if he doesn't want to."

Huo Xingchao chuckled lightly, propped himself up lazily, his black hair fell on his chest, the color contrast was so strong that it was fascinating.

"Many times, when a man doesn't go to your appointment, it's not because he can't, but because he doesn't want to. If he doesn't want to fulfill your engagement contract and already has a beautiful girl, what should you do?"

The girl in white stepped over the threshold and turned to close the door, her expression still light and her tone calm.

"Then I will kill him."

......

The door was slammed shut, leaving the room silent.

Bamboos are green, and birdsong can be heard.

Huo Xingchao pursed his lips and leaned back on the bed lazily.

On the side of the qin stand is a lyre with a series of beaded strings.

It's a good piano.

There are also three elegant small characters under the piano: Cheng Zhiyi.

- Cheng Zhiyi.

Consciousness.

I don't know where it started, and suddenly it's a thousand-dollar intention.

......

Have you seen "Blood Sword"?

The He Hongyao in it fell in love with a man he shouldn't love, was mad for him, was sincere for him, endured ten thousand snakes for him, and then lost his appearance and dignity.

But in the end, he was still abandoned, and even if he wanted to blow the man to ashes, he would have to lose his life.

And Cheng Zhiyi is such a "He Hongyao".

She was originally the only direct disciple of the medical sage in the green bamboo forest. She grew up in the bamboo forest where there are few people. Although her temperament is cold, she is also clear.

That day, she rescued a swordsman who broke into the forest by mistake.

He said his name was Lin Jingjian.

The three scenes of bamboo forest are unforgettable scenes.

She asked him which three scenes he was.

He said, green bamboo, melodious qin, and wisdom.

......

Before the medical saint died, he made a marriage contract for the two of them. Cheng Zhiyi buried his master, and saw Lin Jingjian's guilt eyes.

He said, knowingly, I am going to take revenge.

The leader of Chentianmen killed my whole family. The blood and blood are deeply feuding, and they will never share. When I finish my revenge, I will come back and marry you.

She agreed, but after that, he never came back.

Not even a single word came back.

Cheng Zhiyi decided to find him.

It took a lot of hard work to find him, but in exchange, only one sentence - Zhiyi, I'm sorry, I already have a sweetheart.

He does not love you.

No matter how good you are, or how good you are, it has nothing to do with him.

The most worthless thing the person who hurts you can say to you is to be sorry.

I'm sorry.

She later learned that from the very beginning, Lin Jingjian's mistaken entry into the bamboo forest was a scam.

All the affection, embarrassment and guilt are just a play he played to himself.

She watched him go through fire and water for the sake of his sweetheart, but he was never in the eyes of others. The only thing that people thought about was the enemy he hated deeply.

When he finally prepared the poison and was about to poison the leader of Chentianmen, Cheng Zhiyi killed him first.

For the first time she smiled so brightly,

"Lin Jingjian, did you know that when I first rescued you, I poisoned you. Take the antidote once every three years, otherwise the meridians will be cut off immediately and the blood will die."

"Actually, I came to you at first, just to give you the antidote, but now, I don't want to give it to you."

Lin Jingjian looked at her, and suddenly raised the corners of his lips mockingly,

"You didn't say how much you love me and blame me for lying to you. In the end, you never believed me. Neither of us owes anyone else."

"No, I once believed in you. I believed in you very much. But the master said that all men would betray him, and he wanted me to be careful. I didn't, but the master did."

She smiled and tears fell,

"Now I finally know that what is more cruel than betrayal is never being sincere."

She watched the man she loved dying in front of her eyes, and before dying, she muttered "knowledge" in her mouth.

Knowledge. Not Cheng Zhiyi, but Lin Zhiyi.

Two identical names, but two completely different lives.

The candles slowly burned out, and the tears finally dried up.

She stood up and returned to the bamboo forest.

She suddenly remembered that when she was very young, every spring, Master would keep talking about the cold.

She asked, Master, why don't you treat yourself.

Master said, Zhiyi, the coldest thing in the world is that you have healed countless people, but you still cannot heal yourself.

It was another spring, and she was sitting by the window making medicine. The wind picked up and she suddenly felt cold.

The little disciple is innocent and innocent,

"Master, spring is getting warmer. You must be sick. Why don't you treat yourself?"

......

Consciousness.

I don't know where it started, and suddenly it's a thousand-dollar intention.

The bamboo forest has three scenes.

Cool spring, quiet, and ruthless.

......

— Oh, what a sad story.

Huo Mou leaned on the bed, looking lazily at the black blood that was almost dry on his chest, thinking about when the girl would help him with a basin of water to wipe it off.

His name is Huo Xingchao.

But in the martial arts, no one knows his real name. No need to know his real name.

Because they call him the sect leader.

Or is - the devil of dust.

Chen Tianmen, although the name sounds very dusty, but in fact it is the magic sect that the righteous way of martial arts can't wait to kill.

In just ten years, it has quickly risen to become the number one martial arts school, acting arrogantly and domineeringly, and the exercises he cultivates are also somewhat evil, and he has always regarded the martial arts alliance as nothing.

The six major factions once joined the crusade, but they were finally defeated.

Then the other party also pursued the victory, although they did not kill them all, but they also hurt their muscles and bones and suffered heavy losses.

Since then, the name of the Chentianmen Demon Sect has been completely settled.

As for Huo Xingchao, he is not a disciple of Chentianmen.

He was the devil who killed Lin Jingjian's family and took away his sweetheart.

It is said to be cold-blooded and cruel.

Cannibalizing human brains, drinking human blood, the greatest pleasure every day is skinning and cramping.

Very cold blooded.

The author has something to say: about the sect leader.

I think he's a villain. It's too respectful and straightforward to call him that, so he has to give decent people a nickname to call him.

So my friends and I started to think.

Red Slash.

Demons on the other side.

Red Devil.

Lord of Dust Clouds.

Cloud boy.

…

Finally - how come these mother's names are so secondary.

Forget it, let's call it the devil.

tired.