Wind and Rain

"The saint is dead?!" Gao Fang frowned, "Then what do we do now?!"

At this time, the sky will be bright, and there is a lot of noise outside the house across the door. There are only eight people in the room, but it is extraordinarily quiet.

Qin Ying, who has become a holy child, briefly cleaned and changed into a clean clothes. In addition to looking a little thin, he is also a beautiful young man with radiance.

After Gao Fang finished speaking, everyone looked at Qin Ying.

Qin Ying nodded and said, "To detoxify, you need a saint girl..."

Jun Shuying interrupted him with a sullen face: "What if a body is found?!"

Qin Ying shook her head: "A corpse is no good, it must be alive."

Jun Shuying's hand almost broke the teacup. Seeing this, Chu Feiyang sighed and stretched out his hand to hold him down: "Don't panic, Shuying, there will always be other ways."

"Yes, there are other ways." Qin Ying nodded.

Qinglang looked at him with a look of being flashed, and stared at him: "If there is another way, don't tell me sooner!"

Qin Ying said a little aggrievedly: "You are too impatient, you always wait for me to finish..."

As soon as the Holy Son said there was still a way, everyone could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. Qinglang couldn't even control the swear words: "Fuck, who told you to speak slowly and gasp for breath."

"That's what I said." Qin Ying sighed.

This time it was Yan Qi's turn to crush a cup.

"What is the way to get rid of my senior brother's poison?!" Xin Yun said deeply, "It's best not to take too long, otherwise, if it happens once a day, even the gods can't stand it."

Qin Ying nodded and said, "It won't take long, I'll prepare it overnight today, and I'll be able to do it tomorrow. It must be resolved before Daxia Chu's next poisoning outbreak. As for the solution—" He looked at Chu Feiyang, "It must be done by Chu Daxia. Xia completely trusts me."

This is simply a turning point, the willows are dark and the flowers are bright, and everyone is surprised and happy. Now not only is there a way to detoxify, but the time has been advanced to the next time before the outbreak of the poison. It seems that Qin Ying's rare thing is not a problem at all. Even the Holy Son of the Mountain Clan really doesn't sound good.

Chu Feiyang said happily: "I naturally believe in the Son of God."

"That's good." Qin Ying said, "This poison comes from the heart of the divine tree. I really can't solve it. The detoxification really depends on the saint. However, although I can't cure the poison, the Lianshan people have an ancient secret method. The sap of the divine tree can save and recover people when they first die. My method is to put them in the dead and live again."

"You mean, let the big brother first..." Xin Yunshen said in disbelief, "How can there be such a way to save people?! You are not talking nonsense!"

Cheng Xuexiang said: "Qin Ying, this is not a joke, how confident are you that you can save Brother Chu?!"

"Ten percent." Qin Ying said.

"This method is so absurd and unheard of, is there no other way?!"

Someone else wanted to say something, Chu Feiyang stood up and interrupted everyone: "Okay, needless to say. I believe in Qin Ying's ability as the holy son of the Lianshan clan. Qin Ying, this life will be handed over to you. already."

Qin Ying also stood up, bowed solemnly to Chu Feiyang, and said solemnly: "This is the responsibility of the Lianshan Clan, and it is also our repayment. Daxia Chu is the great benefactor of the Lianshan Clan, and we will never forget."

After Qin Ying finished speaking, she had to leave to prepare. Everyone dispersed, Jun Shuying secretly instructed Gao Fang to follow Qin Ying.

Several people parted ways at the corner of the corridor, Xin Yunshen and Gao Fang followed Qin Ying, Qing Lang hugged Yan Qi, yawned and walked towards the residence. Chu Feiyang half-relyed on Jun Shuying's body, and asked him to walk to the courtyard where he lived before.

There was only one Cheng Xuexiang, who smiled and said goodbye to everyone. Seeing that the sky was getting brighter, he embraced the Shadow Blade, pushed open an empty door and walked in.

Qinglang hugged Yan Qi and sighed: "Don't say it, this Lianshan clan really has real skills. It's not safe here anyway, if you can get back to Canglang Mountain—"

Yan Qi glared at him angrily: "I'm not allowed! I think you are not at all uneasy and kind!"

"Oh, this little temper." Qinglang looked down at him, "You tell me why I'm uneasy and kind?!"

"You...you're just uneasy!"

"It's not so unreasonable." Qinglang clicked his tongue, how could he not see his sour and careful thoughts, but said, "Look at Qin Ying, she is good-looking, skilled, and reasonable. , being considerate, and people can even speak idioms. Look at you—"

"I, what's wrong with me!" Yan Qi's eyes were red with anxiety when he saw him complimenting others so well.

"You...you are the little straw bag dedicated to the leader of Keben." Qinglang suddenly picked up Yan Qi and put both hands on his thighs, holding him like a child.

Yan Qi let out a soft cry, stretched out his arms around Qinglang's neck, and looked down at his handsome smiling face.

"I don't like you, I love you." Yan Qi whispered, pressing her face to Qinglang's face, "Brother, take me back to the room..."

With a bang, one foot kicked the door open, and the two walked in slowly.

Jun Shuying asked Chu Feiyang to sit on the chair, and he walked outside again, but was held by Chu Feiyang.

"Shuying, don't go, stay with me here."

Jun Shuying walked back silently, but did not sit on the chair next to her, she only slid down beside Chu Feiyang's legs, as if she had lost all her strength tiredly, and buried her face in those big gentle and dry hands inside.

Such a familiar body temperature, such a familiar breath, so gentle, so gentle, but tomorrow there will be a moment when it will lose its vitality—

Jun Shuying didn't say anything, but Chu Feiyang seemed to be able to read everything from him.

A hand caressed his cheek and lifted his chin slightly. Jun Shuying raised his head obediently. Chu Feiyang saw his pale face from his lustrous eyes, getting closer and closer.

Until the pair of eyes closed slightly, the fine eyelashes trembled slightly, as if waiting for something, welcoming something.