Volume II Unreal World Chapter 122

Bypassing the cliff, Chu Qingcheng took Zhuo Fan to a lonely hill. There, the three solitary graves looked extremely desolate in the cold wind.

"That's my parents, that's my younger brother!" Chu Qingcheng pointed to the three graves and sighed lightly.

Zhuo Fan looked around and saw the words of his deceased father and his deceased mother on the tombstones of the two graves behind. There is only a solitary tomb at the front, nothing is written on the monument, only a black cloak is draped on it.

Looking closely, there are four big characters written in the middle of the cloak, Yidan is up to the sky!

"What a big breath!"

Zhuo Fan couldn't help screaming, but all practitioners understood that the alchemy technique was extensive and profound, and even if he exhausted his life's energy, he might not be able to see one or two of it.

What's more, alchemy also needs to follow the cycle of heaven, how arrogant it is to dare to say that a dan is overwhelming! It is estimated that even the poisonous drug king, sitting in the well and watching the sky, would never dare to have such a tone.

Looking at Chu Qingcheng for some unknown reason, I saw her smile slightly, and there was an indescribable tenderness in her eyes: "Even you think that he is arrogant, right?"

Zhuo Fan nodded slightly, Chu Qingcheng let out a laugh, slowly came to the tombstone, and gently stroked the cloak with his jade hand: "This is my brother, Chu Qingtian's tomb! And this cloak is for her with my own hands. made."

Chu Qingtian?

Zhuo Fan's eyelids trembled, and he remembered it. Isn't this the meticulous work that Huayulou sent to the Palace of the King of Medicine, and worshipped under the door of the King of Medicine, but I didn't expect it to be the younger brother of Chu Qingcheng, the main owner of Huayu.

To actually send his younger brother to do such a dangerous thing, Huayulou is really withered and no one is available!

Zhuo Fan smacked his mouth and shook his head helplessly.

"Song Yu!"

At this time, Chu Qingcheng turned his head to look at Zhuo Fan, his eyes were soft like water, which made him stunned for a while: "You know, since you gave me fruit in the slum and fought with those people for me, I felt that You are very similar to Qingtian! Especially when you fought against Yan Fu, your desperate stunned energy was carved out of the same mold as him."

Speaking of this, Chu Qingcheng chuckled lightly, but there were tears in his eyes, as if he remembered the past.

Zhuo Fan was ashamed for a while. He always thought that he could get close to Chu Qingcheng, and it was entirely due to the girl-picking skills he got from Dong Tianba. It turned out that he was regarded as a substitute for his younger brother.

With a dry cough in embarrassment, Zhuo Fan murmured, "It turns out that Sister Chu Chu treats me as a younger brother!"

Glancing at him angrily, Chu Qingcheng scolded: "Didn't I ask you to remove the word sister, why did you forget it?"

Zhuo Fan was stunned, not knowing why.

You treat me as a substitute for your brother, and you still don't allow me to be called a sister?

As if seeing what he was thinking, Chu Qingcheng smiled and shook his head: "Maybe I did treat you as a younger brother at first, but since that day..."

Speaking of this, Chu Qingcheng's cheeks couldn't help but turn red, and after a long while, he said, "Now, you are no longer my brother..."

Her words were ambiguous, and Zhuo Fan was not very clear, but she didn't explain, just continued: "My parents are just ordinary disciples of Huayulou, and they all died under the poisonous palm of Yaowang Palace in the end. So I vowed revenge with Qingtian since we were young, and my grandma saw that we were talented, so she taught us in person!"

"However, Qingtian is a man after all. The only role of a man in Huayulou is to marry a female disciple and continue the incense of Huayulou. Qingtian is extremely talented in alchemy, and he does not want to live such a mediocre life. Wuwei's life, he went out of Huayulou and worshipped under the door of the King of Medicine."

"Didn't he do meticulous work, how can he use the reverse word?" Zhuo Fan was stunned and asked.

Nodding his head, Chu Qingcheng said lightly: "You are right, but we didn't know it at the time, so I finally wrote a letter of severance! It was not until three years ago when he returned to Huayu Building that we understood, It turned out that this was the arrangement of my grandmother at the beginning. And he also fulfilled his mission and stole the antidote pill from the Seven-Colored Yunluo Palm from the Palace of Medicine King. Because the Palace of Medicine King was strictly guarded, he engraved the medicine for the medicine on his back. It is usually invisible, only with special potions can it appear."

"Could it be that... the human skin in the cave belongs to your younger brother?" Zhuo Fan was shocked, and he felt a little shocked in his heart. This Chu Qingtian really fought hard for Huayulou.

It is necessary to use human skin to bring out Dan Fang, which shows how difficult and dangerous this task is.

However, this also gave Zhuo Fan a little inspiration. After he returned to the Luo family again, should he also prepare some such dead men, enter the major families, and prepare for the future?

However, his means are definitely much higher than those of Huayulou. It took Huayulou nearly ten years to get back a pair of pill recipes, and he has a way to get those spies to bring back the information all the time and monitor every move of all the families.

It's just that this kind of secret technique is the secret of the magic way in Jiuyou Secret Record, which is too cruel. This is not for the enemy, but for his subordinates. However, in order to deal with the seventh family, he could only be ruthless.

With a flash of cold light in his eyes, Zhuo Fan's pupils instantly became indifferent.

But Chu Qingcheng didn't seem to notice, and was still telling: "Qingtian's return has made the entire Huayulou very excited. After all, with the antidote of Colorful Yunluo Palm, we don't have to worry about the Palace of Medicine King anymore. So Amidst everyone's expectations, Qingtian and Aunt Tao began to refine the antidote."

"But... that Zhang Dan recipe is too weird! The antidote they made was given to the poisoned landlord, but the landlord died on the spot, and even their two refiners were all hit with something similar to the Seven-Colored Yunluo Palm. poison."

"So, your brother

Poisoned and died? Alas, God is jealous of Yingcai! "

Zhuo Fan sighed and sighed helplessly. This is not fake, he is really a little embarrassed. This antidote pill is a seventh-grade pill. He was able to participate in the refining of seven-grade pills at a young age, and he was indeed a genius in pill-making.

It's a pity to die like that.

However, Chu Qingcheng slowly shook his head, with a rare flash of grief and anger in his eyes: "No, he did not die of poisoning, but was beaten to death by the sisters of Huayulou."

"What, didn't he make a contribution, why..."

Zhuo Fan was shocked, but he quickly figured out everything, and he was even more embarrassed.

Who is the most difficult person to do in this world, unsung hero!

Why?

Hehehe... Zhu Bajie looks in the mirror, it's not a person inside or outside!

Sure enough, Chu Qingcheng said tearfully: "The sisters suspected that he was a meticulous work of the Palace of Medicine King, and deliberately used fake pills to poison everyone, so they beat him to death while my sisters, Qinghua and Peony, were away. It's too late when we come back. This is the Huayulou scandal, we can only declare that he was poisoned and forget it, and only Aunt Tao is still convinced that the prescription is true and is still studying hard."

Having said that, Chu Qingcheng's two clear tears have already fallen. Zhuo Fan wanted to comfort him, but she waved her hand and pulled him to his knees.

"Because of Qingtian's identity, I couldn't enter the cemetery in the Yuhuayulou cemetery, so I buried him here. I was afraid that someone would insult him, so I didn't even dare to engrave his name. After that, I moved the tombs of my parents here. It was a family reunion.”

Chu Qingcheng took Zhuo Fan's hand, kowtowed three times to the three tombs, and then looked at Zhuo Fan and said, "Song Yu, if I die one day, I hope you can find my bones and bury me. beside them."

What Chu Qingcheng said was like her dying words, which made Zhuo Fan unable to stop wondering what she was going to do.

"Silly girl, with me here, you will be fine!" Zhuo Fan's eyes narrowed, showing a rare seriousness.

Chu Qingcheng was stunned for a moment. It was the first time she saw Zhuo Fan, who was as stunned as green, with such a reliable face, and she couldn't help but stay for a while.

But soon, he came back to his senses and gave him an angry look: "You brat is really good at it, I asked you to call me by my name, how dare you call me a silly girl!"

"Uh, hehe... Brother Dong said that doing this will make women feel safe. Why, don't you like it?" Zhuo Fan scratched his head and continued to pretend to be stupid.

Gently touched his forehead, Chu Qingcheng glared at him angrily and said, "Your brother is a prodigal son, don't hang out with him in the future!"

Shrugged helplessly, Zhuo Fan was noncommittal.

"Okay, let's go to the last place."

After seeing his grandma, and bowing to his parents and brothers, Chu Qingcheng waved his sleeves, took the black cloak into his hands, and then pulled up Zhuo Fan, and instantly flew into the air.

But after a quarter of an hour, he landed in a familiar place.

Zhuo Fan looked around and found out that this was the slum they met for the first time. Because of the plague girl, there is no one here to disturb.

"Uh, why are you here again?"

Zhuo Fan was stunned for a moment, then remembered the doubts that had been bothering him for a long time, and asked: "By the way, why are you the chief owner of Huayu Building, and you still play a plague girl here?"

With a wry smile, Chu Qingcheng took a deep breath and sighed, "There's no way to do this. Back then, because of Qingtian's incident, I went to Yan Song to settle the account in a rage, but he was injured and poisoned. But I don't Dare to let others know, for fear of affecting the stability of Huayulou, they lied about retreating and practicing, but they were actually using the power of the moon yin to suppress the poison, and then there were rumors of the plague girl."

Zhuo Fan nodded clearly, and at this moment, Chu Qingcheng suddenly put the black cloak on him.

Can't help but be stunned, Zhuo Fan looked at her puzzled.

With a faint smile, Chu Qingcheng said softly: "Song Yu, my time is running out. I hope you can replace Qingtian and let me feel the warmth of home again."

"Hehehe... It turns out that you still want me to play your brother..." Zhuo Fan smiled and shook his head.

bump!

Suddenly, Wen Yu fell into his arms, Chu Qingcheng hugged Zhuo Fan's solid tiger's back tightly, and closed his charming eyes. Zhuo Fan was stunned for a moment, unable to say a word again.

"I said, you are not my brother, just let me feel the warmth of home again."

Chu Qingcheng slowly raised his head and stared closely at Zhuo Fan's eyes. After hesitating for a moment, he gently took off the veil on his face.

In an instant, that peerless face appeared in front of him again, causing his heart to stagnate uncontrollably. Although it was the second time I saw it, it was still as amazing as the first time.

Looking at his dull eyes, Chu Qingcheng's cheeks couldn't help flashing a hint of blush, and murmured: "Song Yu, Qingtian he once said, I am Yi Xiao Qingcheng, he is Yidan Qingtian. I hope you Let me relive our childhood life."

Zhuo Fan didn't hear what she was saying, and now he was completely stupid, just kept nodding his head.

Seeing this scene, Chu Qingcheng showed a relieved smile: "Thank you!"

As a result, the two lived a life of men farming and women weaving in this slum. Just like a pair of ordinary people, Zhuo Fan repaired the leaky room, Chu Qingcheng did the laundry and cooked, and finally shared a drink at the same table.

For three days in a row, it was this kind of life, and Zhuo Fan felt unprecedented peace.

If it was before, he couldn't believe it. How could he live such a vulgar life? But these days, he didn't have a trace

The sorrow and resentment, as if entering the paradise.

But what they didn't find was that a pair of cold eyes had been watching their every move, and finally turned into a black shadow and flew into the sky.

This person is actually a Sky Profound powerhouse.

After a while, the shadow landed around the guest room in Huayu Building, and then walked straight into a room. And there, it was already full of people.

The King of Poisonous Medicine Yan Song, the Happy Forest Lin Zitian, and the five elders of the Nether Valley are all here. In the top position, it is the second son of Emperor Sect, Huang Pu Qingyun.

The black shadow came to the second young master, lowered his body and whispered a few words.

bump!

With a crisp sound, the tea cup in Er Gongzi's hand was crushed into pieces. Huang Pu Qingyun, who had been calm before, was now full of anger, and his teeth were rattling.

"Second Young Master, what happened?" The King of Poisonous Medicine hurriedly asked, seeing that something was wrong.

Clenching his fists fiercely, Huang Pu Qingyun gritted his teeth and said, "That bitch actually took off the veil for that kid!"

As soon as the voice fell, Huangpu Qingyun took a step and flew straight out, in the direction of the slum...