Blue Book Tribulation Phoenix

Chapter 85

Qing Shu was really bullied by him, and roared angrily: "Zhang Wuji, if you dare to continue today, I will fight with you forever!"

Wuji gasped for breath, raised his feet, squatted beside Qingshu, stroked his face and said softly: "Okay, why are you saying such things to me again?"

Qing Shu knew that he was impulsively speaking too seriously, but if it wasn't like this, Wuji would not stop.

Qing Shu just didn't want to succumb to him like this, but what Wuji thought was that Qing Shu still had her in his heart instead of himself.Misunderstandings are like a layer of water mist between them, which can pass through but cannot be driven away.

Violent aura stirred around Wuji, Qing Shu waited coldly for him to torture him again.Damn, damn it, I believed him.Everything he likes is fake, he just wants me to be an obedient puppet.

Approaching hands, slightly shrunken body, indifferent and stiff.Suddenly, Wuji stopped his movements as if he just woke up, and kissed Qingshu fiercely.A passionate kiss like a prairie fire, as if trying to melt everything, the air gradually became hotter.The trembling of the waist, intermittent breathing, Qing Shu was annoyed that he was pushed into the abyss under the control of the police, and suddenly pushed Wuji away, a silver line was drawn between the lips of the two.

The peach blossom-like light pink gradually dyed Qing Shu's body, rippling around him.Wuji stood up, took a deep breath, and stayed away from the fatal temptation to him.

"Senior brother, I will definitely give you an explanation tomorrow. Rest, I—go out to get some fresh air." Wuji walked out, and behind him, Qingshu closed the door heavily.

"Bang Tong" hit Wuji's heart heavily, and his footsteps were stagnant.It always feels unsafe to leave Qingshu alone.Wuji was really frightened by the successive assassins. He always felt that when he woke up, he would find that Qingshu had been snatched away. Only by staying by his side would he feel at ease.

Turning around and jumping up, he landed lightly on the roof of Qihuang Hall, and lay down without making a sound.The moon in the sky is so round that it dazzles the eye. Wuji doesn't believe the story of the osmanthus tree and the jade rabbit. After counting the days, it turns out that tomorrow is the fifteenth day.Days go by so fast, half a year has passed in a flash.

Early the next morning, although Qing Shu got angry, he still left the house.The breakfast was ready and placed on the stone table under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, Wuji had already taken his seat, joking with the maids and waiting for him.

Xiaobai's two children, Huzi and Hua, were playing and scratching at Wuji's feet.The warm wind swayed, the petals fluttered, and it was a harmonious and happy scene.Qing Shu avoids Wuji, sits opposite him, picks up a spoon, stirs the sweet-scented osmanthus and lotus seed porridge, Wuji looks at him affectionately, which makes him upset.Putting down the spoon, Qing Shu asked: "You don't mean to give me an explanation, I'm listening, you tell me."

Wuji picked up Huzi who was climbing up by grabbing his trousers and put it aside, walked to Qingshu and sat down. "Senior brother used to have a stable personality, when did he become so anxious. I only said that I will explain to you today, but I didn't say when it is today. If we want to talk, we will talk at night. During the day, we will put that aside beforehand. No?"

Wuji's tone and demeanor were subtly inconsistent, and Qingshu felt that his appearance was not so much about giving himself an explanation, but rather a farewell between life and death.Why is the person I fall in love with so complicated every time, I don't want to guess whether his various performances are true or not, Qingshu nodded in agreement.

Hunting, practicing swords, watching operas, traveling around the lake, Qingshu was dragged by Wuji and was as busy as a spinning top all day. Just do everything the two of you can do together.

The night is spreading, and the stars are shining.Originally, on such a night when the moon is in the sky, the stars will be covered by the light of the bright moon, but there are some exceptions tonight. A full moon hangs high above the head, and the stars are still shining brightly.

Wuji covered Qing Shu's eyes, carried him and leaped onto the roof of Qihuang Hall.Why is there still no movement?After Qingshu stood firm, he wanted to tear off the silk cloth covering his eyes, but Wuji held his hand: "Wait a little longer."

Wuji gestured to Shang Ding who was waiting below, and Shang Ding set off fireworks to send signals to all parts of the palace according to the prior arrangement.Seeing that the preparations were almost done, Wuji pulled Qingshu and sat on the white bear leather blanket spread on the roof, took off the red silk covering his eyes, and tied their wrists together.

"Okay, open your eyes."

Pushing aside the darkness, you can see countless Kongming lanterns floating in the sky, with different heights and lingering lights.The orange light makes people feel at ease, and the vast sky becomes lively, and it becomes more magnificent under the decoration of fireworks.The Kongming lanterns in the distance are only the light of fireflies. Although the nearby ones are too high to see clearly, they are obviously inscriptions.

Being held in Wuji's arms, the fiery chest continuously conveyed body temperature to himself.Enjoy this beauty quietly until the fireworks burn out.The Kongming Lantern is still hanging in the air, gradually drifting away, as if it is going to hang all the way to the Heavenly Palace.Looking at Wuji's beautiful side face, Qing Shu couldn't help asking him: "Then it seems that there are words written on it?"

Wuji hugged him tighter: "Yes, everyone has written their own words."

So many, all written? !I don't know how long he prepared behind his back.Qing Shu said in a relaxed tone: "It's a pity that they all flew away. What did you write?"

Wuji smiled and said to him: "The writing is both a wish and a prayer. There are a total of 99 Kongming lanterns. The ancients used nine as the most. It is auspicious and I hope we can last forever. Each of the Kongming lanterns is inscribed with seven characters. The writing on each lamp is different, this is a prayer dedicated to God, the reincarnation of the seven generations, what I pray is that I can meet you in each of the seven lives and seven lives."

The Kongming lantern gradually drifted away and went out.A cloud covered the shyness of the moon, casting a brief darkness, Qing Shu couldn't say what he liked to listen to Wuji, and then covered by the darkness, secretly kissed the corner of his mouth.

The evoked smile, the warm light reflected in the eyes: "Brother, we are on the roof."

The boldness just now has made Qing Shu red like a boiled lobster.Wuji copied Qingshu, who wanted to escape from his side, into his bosom, it would be good to hold him for a while longer, after tomorrow, things might not be what they will be.Brother, taking this step really exhausted all my strength. If you don't come back, I would rather go back in time, go back to the beginning, and die directly in your hands.

"Why are you hugging me so tightly? Wuji, do you have something to say to me?"

He noticed it so soon, Wuji bit his earlobe, hoping that he would be more dull at this time. "Brother, don't be angry with me anymore because of Zhou Zhiruo's affairs. You are also homesick, aren't you? I will accompany you back to Wudang tomorrow."

"You're serious!" Qing Shu jumped at him happily.

Wuji hurriedly hugged him to prevent both of them from falling off the roof. "Really, I'm leaving early tomorrow morning, but I'm going back this time, will you refuse to come back?"

How dare Qing Shu have such an extravagant hope: "Aren't you going back with me, and I can't come back if I don't want to. I promise, just take a look."

Wuji looked at Qingshu intently, there was a well in his eyes, so deep that Qingshu felt that he was about to be sucked into him: "Senior brother, I am very scared."

With such a fragile side of Wuji, Qing Shu didn't know how to comfort him, so he touched him gently.Do you not trust me, or do you not trust yourself?

"It's late at night, brother, do you want to go back to your room?"

"I won't go back, let's sleep here tonight. When I was on the mountain, I used to lie outside and watch the stars like this. It lasted all night."

"Why don't I know?"

"You slept soundly at night. Besides, you were in poor health and couldn't stand the cold. Even if I went out, I couldn't ask you to go with me."

The night breeze was slightly drunk, Wuji took off his robe: "Brother, just wait for me."

Unable to guess what he was going to do, Qing Shu lay down on the glazed roof and waited.While waiting to be bored, suddenly, the petals fell, and a thick layer covered the green book underneath.Looking up, Wuji rolled the petals of a tree with his outer robe.

"You are—"

"Flowers make a beauty, use petals to make a quilt, brother, you are so beautiful, only these petals can match you."

Qing Shu didn't care about his nonsense for a long time, but: "Hahahaha."

Wuji knelt beside him, looked at Qingshu and smiled inexplicably: "What did I do wrong again? Why do you laugh like this, brother?"

Qing Shu pointed to the tree and said: "I'm just kidding, you're so messed up today, the tree will be bald tomorrow morning. If Fufeng and the others ask, it depends on what you will say then."

Wuji looked at the dimples exposed by Qingshu's smile, and felt that he was about to get drunk inside, so he jumped on him: "Senior brother, I like your smile like this. If you are happy, don't talk about a tree, just let me put myself Pull it all out."

The petals were tucked into the sleeves, a little itchy.Qing Shu found it even more funny: "You don't know how to bloom, what are you pulling out? Haha, haha... Wuji... Mmm~ Don't touch any more."

Pushing the person who was stuck to him to the side, Wuji took advantage of Qingshu's joy and started to think dishonestly again: "Brother, I'm leaving for Wudang tomorrow, and I won't be able to get close to you until I come back. Just let me-"

"No, you, we are on the roof of the Phoenix Palace, and everyone below can see it. Don't, don't touch it."

"Good brother, there is no one below, even if there is, I dare not look up."

"That's not OK."

It seems that he can only let it go, Wuji surrendered: "Don't be angry. I just don't mess around. It's okay to let me hug you all night? Go to sleep."

As the sky was getting brighter, Wuji and Qingshu woke up, and went back to the room tacitly, waiting for Fufeng and the others to come in to serve and wash.

While preparing things, Nongliu said, "Master, for some reason, the sweet-scented osmanthus tree outside suddenly became bald, and there was not a single flower left. What's even more strange is that the petals ran to the roof of our hall. It's strange. You said it would Could it be that there are goblins?"

"Well, it's a goblin, what a big goblin."

Nongliu said worriedly, "Should I invite a mage to exorcise the demon?"

"Yes, invite a mage to come and take that evildoer away."

Wuji stood aside, listening awkwardly to Qingshu making fun of himself.But as long as he is in a good mood, he doesn't care about those.

"Fufeng, Nongliu. Senior brother and I will leave the palace for a while, and you will take care of the Phoenix Palace."

Nong Liu was a little bit reluctant to part with this master: "My lord, do you want to go?"

"Yes, let's go home."

Wuji turned his back, no matter how long it took, the imperial palace was not his home for Qingshu.Clearing his throat: "Brother, we should go."

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