Chapter 68: Confess

After Qin Lanshang read the thirty-seven letters, people could no longer stand.
Ye Fusheng embraced her, and the little girl grabbed Ye Fusheng's arm with her backhand. She almost forcibly inserted her nails into the flesh, as if the drowning man grabbed the last straw.
She has so much to say, but unfortunately it is difficult to export a word.
Ye Fusheng was a little pained by her, but didn't break away. After frowning, she lifted her body. Instead, she helped her body straighten up, but Chu Xi looked at the score clearly, and flicked away Qin Lanshang with one hand, saying: "You want to explain Already got it, why not be reconciled? "
Qin Lanshang supported the body with a dragon gun and shook his head, barely pulling a pale smile on his face: "Nothing, nothing."
After she said this, she squeezed the book tightly and walked back to the ancestral hall to close the door. The three in the courtyard held their breath for a while before they heard the faint sobbing sound coming from the house.
Lu Mingyuan was a little worried. He handed over the thing, as if he had taken away the last bone, and there was not much energy left at this time. He asked: "The dark guest at Liwang Mansion followed me all the way, although I was thrown away, but It ’s just sooner or later to find here, what are the two plans? "
Chu Xiwei heard Qin Lanshang crying, frowning tightly, too lazy to speak, Ye Fusheng shook his head, and said: "Mr. Lu is running all the way, it is better to rest all night first. In vain. "
After listening to this sentence, Lu Mingyuan saw that Chu Xiwei, although impatient, did n’t mean to speak back, so he settled down, and the tiredness and sorrow forced by the force surged together. He blinked his eyes, tears Swallowed back, the voice said hoarsely, and went to the bedroom.
It was already late at night, with heavy exposure to the wind and cold. Chu Xiwei had always been not wearing thickly because of martial arts. Now that he cannot protect his body with internal force, he will inevitably feel cold and sneeze involuntarily.
Ye Fusheng refrained from laughing, took off his robe and put it on him, taking into account the virtue of this man's death to face and suffer, he said, "I'm cold, accompany me into the lobby for a rest?"
Chu Xiwei gathered around Yu Wen's robe, looked at him for a while, and was accurate.
The antechamber is almost two bedrooms large, with a saint portrait enshrined in the center. It is still separated by two bamboo curtains. On the right, it leads directly to the kitchen and other places for handling chores. , Like a place to rest.
Ye Fusheng has cleaned up the places that he can use in the past two days, so there is no dust on the couch, and he turned over the sealed bedding and spread another layer, lying on it quite relaxed.
Ye Fusheng looked at Chu Xiwei's tired eyes, knowing that the man was seriously injured and could not last long. He said: "You sleep for a while, I watch, and I will call you if something happens."
Chu Xiwei raised his eyebrows and saw the slight blue of his eyes through the candlelight. His tone was a little cold: "You don't rest?"
Ye Fusheng's hand behind him quietly pinched himself, sober, and said, "I'm not sleepy yet."
Chu Xiwei looked at him for a while, turned to open the quilt and prepared to lie down. Ye Fusheng didn't breathe out in a single breath, and saw the man turned back suddenly, squinted and pointed to him.
Chu Xiwei was caught off guard by surprise, but after all, he was injured and lost his speed and strength, so that Ye Fusheng avoided this catch, but said helplessly: "Ayao, I am really not sleepy."
Chu Xiwei slipped and grabbed him by the shoulder, sneered, "You are blind to me?"
In a few moments, the two played for six or seven rounds, and finally Chu Xiwei was overwhelmed and weak, and asked Ye Fusheng to twist his hands behind his back and bend his knees behind his waist, pressing his entire face down. On the couch.
Chu Xiwei couldn't wait to lift the down: "Let go!"
When the child grows up, it is not as easy to handle as he was when he was a child. Ye Fusheng used his energy to feed him before he broke away. He saw sweat on his head. He heard the words and acted faster than his brain. He slapped on the hip: "Be honest!"
When he finished playing, he remembered that Chu Xiwei was not the kid that year, and he suddenly froze.
Chu Xiwei: "..."
Seeing that the gunpowder barrel was about to explode, Ye Fusheng kept on doing it, and pulled down the tie on the girdle to tie Chu Xiwei's hands tightly and did not dare to loosen the suppression.
Chu Xiwei struggled twice without breaking free, and became angry and angry: "Ye Fusheng! You are waiting for me!"
Ye Fusheng shook his heart and said with a hippie smile: "I didn't run, you're up! I'm waiting!"
How can there be such a mean person in the world?
Chu Xi's micro-pulmonary tubes are all blasted, and the internal force is necessary to break the rope. As a result, as soon as the inner breath is moved, the meridian comes with needle-like pain, dense and violent.
Ye Fusheng turned his head to look at his face, his eyes sinking: "I was going to wait for you to ask better, but now that it is so, I will ask you directly ... A Yao, what's wrong with your internal injury?"
Chu Xi slightly suppressed the tumbling breath, and tried not to make his tone out of control: "What are you off ..."
Before he finished, he slapped it on his back again, smashing all the words he hadn't exported back into his stomach, and choked for half a life.
Since the reunion, Ye Fusheng felt ashamed and distressed in his heart. He was given a three-pointer in everything, but in fact he wanted to beat him not one day or two.
I have n’t seen it for ten years. It ’s a matter of right and wrong. He has thought many times how the simple and well-behaved Chu Yao would look like, but he did n’t expect that.
The martial arts are strong, the person is in a high position, the height is high, and the knowledge is increased ... These are good things, but the most headache for Ye Fusheng is that he was only a little arrogant temper at the time.
Chu Xiwei didn't have the frivolous stubbornness of the younger boys, nor the arrogant willfulness of the wealthy young master. When he didn't lose his temper, he behaved like a dog. Don't take yourself seriously.
Ye Fusheng loved him so much that he could follow him, but not in this respect.
Chu Xiwei froze from his heart after a moment of anger, and also carried a few traces of injustice, but did not wait for him to forcefully break free, and was gently touched by one hand to the shoulder that had just been beaten.
Ye Fusheng asked him: "Does it hurt?"
Chu Xiwei hesitated for a moment and rewarded him with a "huh".
"Remember how I told you under the Wanghai tide?" Ye Fusheng said, "I actually hurt more than you, but I don't want you to know the pain, so you don't remember it."
Chu Xiwei: "... I'm fine, you get up."
He rarely took the initiative to give a soft tone, but Ye Yefu did not eat this set: "You answer my question first, or just sleep like this."
Chu Xiwei: "Who walked the rivers and lakes has not suffered internal injuries? What can I say!"
Ye Fusheng resisted the urge to pump him again, and said in a tone of wind and rain, "Oh? Really don't say?"
Chu Xiwei didn't speak with his neck stuck in his neck, Ye Fusheng said: "Then, if you make a mistake, you can change it and say it to you."
When Chu Xiwei jumped in his heart, he listened to him: "I've explored your veins, and it's just that my internal force has been traumatizing the meridians and lungs, so you have a problem with the exercises, right?"
Chu Xiwei: "..."
"The doctor said that you have taken strong medicine, and I also asked Qin girl, you know the consequences are still so, right?"
Chu Xiwei: "..."
He was speechless and Ye Fusheng knew what was going on, and asked the last question: "Why?"
Chu Xi murmured in a muffled voice: "Why?"
"The thing about the practice method is the secret of the Hundred Ghosts. I am not convenient for an outsider to ask, but ... why do you use strong medicine to force internal force?" Ye Fusheng's finger fell on the back of his head. "My life is yours , You take it for granted, and I ’m not unwilling to use it for your peace, but why do you do this? "
Chu Xiwei was in a coma for three days. He also thought about it for three days, breaking up those old feelings, and did not figure out why Chu Xiwei wanted to save him.
In fact, the fact that he has not killed him so far has made Ye Fusheng wonder.
Since he didn't understand, he simply spread the words and asked, and after that, he would kill him or kill him, or whatever, he wouldn't let him be confused again.
But where Ye Fusheng couldn't see, Chu Xiwei's eyes were covered with blood.
There was a restlessness in his inner breath, a fire ignited in his chest, but the person on his body was still pouring oil on the fire. Chu Xiwei was burned so quickly that he was irrational, but he was again plagued by this problem with cold water.
The water fell into my heart, did not extinguish the flame, but was slowly simmered and gradually boiled.
He turned his head, Ye Fusheng was surprised when he saw the scarlet eyes, and he heard Chu Xiwei said: "How do you know ... I don't want to kill you?"
Seeing Ye Fusheng's dying appearance beneath the Wanghai tide, Chu Xi was slightly frightened, but then suddenly killed.
At that time, he didn't know if this person could be rescued. He only knew that if Ye Fusheng died like this, he might regret it all his life.
What can I regret?
Chu Xi was stunned for a moment, and those past glorious moments of glory flew across his eyes, and he was so frustrated that he could not hold it in his palm.
He thought that it was probably a decade of enmity and hatred, and he would not regret killing this person by himself. Of course he would regret it.
At that time, he raised his palm. As long as he remembered, Ye Fusheng could not have lived today.
But Chu Xiwei didn't get started after all, the hand was charged and released, and finally he walked around Ye Fusheng's shoulders and hugged him out of the sea.
He held Ye Fusheng and ran away in the stormy night. The people who saw him along the way seemed to have seen ghosts, but it was a pity that there was only one thing in his mind.
This man is going to die, but he doesn't want him to die yet.
When Chu Xi spent so much effort to him back from Lord Yan, when he saw him with a look, he heard him call "A Yao" again, and he was even more reluctant to die.
Chu Xiwei feels that he is sick and has no medicine to cure, because he is the person who should take Ye Fusheng's life the most in this world, more than anyone wants him to die, and more than anyone can bear him.
The heart changed rapidly, and there was a mess in his head. Chu Xi bit his tongue and broke his tongue, barely sobering himself. Shen Sheng asked, "Are you really not down?"
Ye Fusheng couldn't figure out what he was thinking, so he shook his head firmly.
At the next moment Ye Fusheng's eyes turned around, Chu Xiwei suddenly turned over, a long leg hitting his waist, and pressed the back to the soft couch, his hands shrunk out of the rope loop, and other people The way also ruled its human body and wrapped it back in the hands of its master, and by the way, he made a knot on a foot.
Ye Fusheng was stunned by the feng shui in turn, did not speak for a while.
Chu Xiwei moved his wrist a bit, leaned over and trapped him between his arms, his face moved closer and closer, Ye Fusheng suddenly felt a sense of repression, such as Taishan pressing the top, even a little breathless.
No matter how many enemies and enemies there are between the two, as the saying goes, "One day is a teacher for life and father", although Ye Fusheng didn't pay too much attention to these broken rules, he was pressed by the baby he was watching Can't move, still feel very embarrassed: "Release!"
Chu Xiwei sneered: "Just now I let you let go, why didn't you let go?"
Ye Fusheng: "..."
His face was very close, almost touching the tip of his nose. At this distance, Ye Sheng could not see his face at all. He could only look at the eyes that were close at hand.
Black as thick ink, as bright as a star, as if the entire night sky was put in these pupils, but now it reflects the warm colors by the candlelight, but only him in the inside.
Suddenly Ye Fusheng couldn't say anything, and the unknown place in his heart suddenly moved, hurt and itchy, as if something finally sprouted and struggled to break through the soil.
He couldn't move and didn't dare to speak. Chu Xi rarely saw him calm down, slowly raised his head, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
It is said that looking at the beauty under the light, Ronghua wins by three points. Chu Xiwei was born with a picture, and with such a smile, Ye Fusheng couldn't even move his eyes.
Suddenly his heart beat like a drum, thinking inexplicably: "Oops!"
What's wrong?
Before he could understand, Chu Xiwei leaned down again and murmured his lips as if to say something, but at this time, the door of the room was kicked by someone: "Little Uncle! Uncle Ye! The door came ... I believe it. "
The letter in Qin Lanshang's hand fell to the ground. She stared at the scene in front of her, dumbfounded. She didn't know what to say. There was only one sentence in her head: "Yu Shou! To be killed!"
Before the two had recovered, Qin Lanshang turned around and rushed out: "I didn't see anything! Excuse me! You continue!"
Ye Fusheng: "..."
Chu Xiwei: "..."
Not waiting for Chu Xi's micro-actions, Ye Fusheng finally returned to the position of three souls and seven souls, kicked his legs on him, and kicked the man down with one foot: "Do you want to rebel?"
Tu Xizi Chu Xiwei: "..."
He not only wanted to rebel, but also wanted to eat meat.
It's a pity that now all interest is disturbed, and it's not a good opportunity to be honest. He sighed, patted the shoe prints on his body, and picked up the letters on the ground.
At this look, he frowned, but he laughed.
Ye Fusheng asked: "Is there something good?"
"It's really a good thing." Suddenly, Chu Xiwei said, "There was an accident at the old nest of the Burial Soul Palace in the Mizuoling Hill. Helian Yu estimated to have received the news and hurried back. "
Ye Fusheng heard that, first he let out a sigh of relief, and then inexplicably raised his heart: "Did you say what happened to Mizuoling?"
Chu Xiwei said: "Yes, someone came to the door and smashed the Suzaku Hall, and the Hall Master Bu Xueyao was seriously injured."