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Chapter 200
I can still hear Moze's helpless and doting voice in my ears - "It's just that I left for a while, and it almost urges my soul."

This sound of blame and self-reproach is like flying snow splashing thousands of miles of blowing sand, and the epiphyllum blooms in the ice and snow for the first time!

The beauty of the moment, the eternal heart palpitations!

"Jimo Ze..."

Shui Yanqing sighed softly, and slowly closed her eyes in his arms, in his chest.

"Don't talk. I'll take you away."

Always as domineering and gentle as him, he didn't even let her have a chance to struggle.

Beside her ears, there was the cool breeze in March whizzing by, flying his long long hair, brushing her cheeks like a spring breeze in the rain.

Close your eyes, the stars are like leaks, the lights are bright, and you know how much Xiangche BMW is.

The moonlight sprinkled over her temples like a waterfall, gathering the blush of the day and night.

Everything in the world is lush and green all over him.

On the tip of his nose is his pleasant and never-cloying faint scent of magnolia balsam, sneaking into a rainy night like a fine wind, lingering between his arms and sleeves.

Also, in her hair.

She felt her own dizziness and the restless tingling and biting sensation from her fingertips, but in the deep fog and twilight night, she didn't want to fall asleep drunk.

She is greedy for this moment of time.

She felt that Jimo Ze's flying steps were like arrows flying in the air, rushing over an unknown number of eaves and leaf tips, rustling one by one.

He is anxious and eager.

Is it... because of the Gu worm on her finger?

He never told her the truth of all the facts, but she knew so clearly that his sincerity and dedication were not worth it, let him down.

Therefore, she gave him the trust to close his eyes and cover his ears, and didn't mention or ask.

Let him take him wherever he wants, as long as he is there, there is hope.

Under the vast stars, a man of unrivaled beauty walked towards a temple in the outskirts with rapid breathing, and the leaves he stepped on fell down one after another, paving a road of no return behind him.

Where you can care about the future, where you can care about government affairs, where you can care about the world.

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In the outskirts, there is a mountain with black peaks.

It can be seen from a distance that the fairy air of flowing clouds hovers from the top of the mountain, descends indistinctly, twists and turns, and lingers around. It can be seen that thousands of mountains permeate it, and Qingshan Daifeng can still be seen.

While the flying water is pouring, the smoke rolls directly to the sky, paving a long road for thousands of miles, and directly moistening countless vegetation.

The peak is as high as ten thousand zhang, towering over the sky and looking down at all things, showing pity for all living beings in the dim sea, and hiding in the chest while knowing the world.

Flowing clouds and flowing water, climbing up the steps, are all jade and white walls, and the carved railings and jade carvings are all Sanskrit sentences, which cannot be seen in literary grace or deep meaning.

The majestic palace feathers, the golden bells at the cornices, sound thick and heavy.

A gorgeous palace and temple stands on the top of the mountain, but there is only one person, with his eyes closed, wearing cassock, ringing the bell alone.

"Boom-"

Bells and drums rang.

His long hair flutters with the wind, his eyes are misty and open, as if there is nothing in his eyes, and it seems that everything in the world of mortals is framed in front of his eyes, without a trace of dust.

"A distinguished guest has arrived." He smiled softly, and there was a long-lost smile on his lips.

He is a soundless monk from the South China Sea.

Jimo Ze should not come to see him at this moment.

Collaborate with the enemy and betray the country.This one charge alone will drive him to nowhere.

What's more, how many eyes in the dark are staring at him now.

However, he had to come.

Because a few days ago, he was the only one who knew all the prescriptions, the prescription in the palm of Lan Yi's hand.At this moment, Shui Yanqing unintentionally activates the Gu worm's strange method again, life and death are uncertain.

He can't take her, risk it.

Sure enough, Monk Wuyin no longer sat with his back to the door, turned around slowly, stood still, looked at the verdant trees above the jade steps, and after a while of rustling, Mo Ze appeared in front of him with the figure of Shui Yanqing in front of you.

"Jimo, did she take off that purple blood agate finger?" The silent monk frowned, and glanced at Jimo Ze's posture of embracing Shuiyan.

This is too ambiguous, it is even more charming than the hugs he had when he visited the brothel.

"Yes. Just now. And, what's worse, she used it." Moze lightly swept over Shui Yanqing whose cheeks were already turning white, and worry flashed in his eyes.

Shui Yanqing had already passed out and lost consciousness.

"She actually used that finger?! It's unbelievable... Could it be that that finger is destined for her?" Monk Wuyin can see through the world's affairs and people, except that her past and present lives cannot be counted. When she looked around, there was always a vast expanse of whiteness, and after the emptiness, there was still endless emptiness.

"Let's not talk about finger pulling first, you have to take the medicine for her first, I don't know how long she can hold on to the poison in her body." Moze frowned, speaking a little hastily.

Wuyin monk took out a bag of powder without hesitation, picked up a handkerchief, and applied it on her palm, with a careless expression and seemed to be dissatisfied with something. Finally, he cast a sideways glance at Jimo Ze, and said: "She will be my wife after all. After painting, you should let her go."

"Wuyin, do you really believe in the words of destiny?" Jimoze asked with narrowed eyes.

"Anyway, it doesn't matter who you want to be your wife. Why don't you just find someone who is destined to be your wife? If you think about it, it won't be too bad to find her." Wu Yin shrugged, and looked back at Jimo Ze with a look of indifference.

"Wuyin, I'll find you three hundred beauties who are the most gorgeous in the world, and replace her alone, how about?"

Jimo Ze spoke very seriously, it didn't look like he was joking with the silent monk at all.

"I said, Jimo Ze, I am suddenly interested in knowing the woman who can make you spend so much money." The silent monk raised his eyebrows, a smirk flashed in his eyes, and touched Jimo Ze bottom line.

"You don't need to understand. Just take care of your eating, reciting Buddha, drinking flower wine and visiting brothels, and that's fine."

Jimo Ze's eyes were deep, carefully inspecting Shui Yanqing's palm, seeing some slight red swelling, just about to touch it, but the silent monk yelled: "Don't touch it! It's poisonous!" He stopped him.

"Poisonous?!" Jim Moze's eyes turned abruptly, he looked at Monk Wuyin as if he was about to burst into flames, and said angrily, "Silence!"

But Monk Wuyin stepped back a few steps, waved his hands and said in a cowardly manner: "Jimo, listen to me, that prescription is already poisonous!"

"Is it poisonous?" Moze seemed to know something, and turned his gaze to Shui Yanqing's palm suspiciously.

"In that prescription, there seem to be two people making it. One is detoxifying, and the other is poisoning at the same time. The techniques are extremely clever, and the time is too short. I can't tell which medicine is detoxification and which The medicine is poisoning again. Therefore, we can only use the plan to solve the urgent need first." The silent monk was afraid that Jimo Ze would call, so he directly held his head, retreated a few steps timidly, and pinched the orchid finger and said.

"No sound. How long will it take to distinguish the poisonous and detoxifying ingredients?"

(End of this chapter)