Can Drink A Cup of Nothing

The reason why Zong Luo did not rebel is simple.

He couldn't do anything like not accepting the imperial decree, returning to dormant at the border, and then bringing the army to fight after the situation was stabilized.

The first is the rules he set for himself. He picked up weapons in order to complete the first unification in the history of the Great Wilderness. Even if he did not specialize in liberal arts, he knew what historical significance this had. If it was just for the sake of the throne, it would be purely out of selfish desires and would go against his original intention.

The second is that Yu Beizhou said it right. In his heart, Zongluo did not want to go to such an ugly situation with Emperor Yuan, surrounded the imperial city with the army, and then rushed to his father's sick bed to ask clearly.

Don't want to, don't dare.

If he dared, when Emperor Yuan suddenly sent him to the border gate, Zong Luo should have held the imperial edict and rushed directly into the Zhang Palace, instead of enduring the painful knees that had been kneeling all day and night, and slowly stood up from the ground. He didn't let anyone help him, he just walked out of the palace with trembling without turning his head.

He is indeed rebellious and proud of anyone else.

But he didn't expect that even the desire for family affection could be seen by this person.

Zongluo became angry for a moment, stretched out his hand and pulled hard, pulling Yu Beizhou with his cloak into the medicine pool.

The sound outside the door was accompanied by the splash of falling water.

Yuan Jia knocked on the door: "Your Highness, Your Excellency Tai Wu is here."

Yu Beizhou was so proud of his successful provocation just now that he inadvertently plunged his head into the water. Just as he was about to float, he was kicked back into the water by Zong Luo, who was in a hurry.

It was a coincidence that Tai Wu came, and there were no windows in the wing, otherwise Yu Beizhou would not have come in through the main door. Although I don't know what method this guy used to deceive Yuan Jia, Yuan Jia obviously didn't know when he came in, and he didn't even get a report, so it's obviously not good to ask people to climb out of the soup pool and get out of here again. Reality.

Zong Luo felt quite bad.

As long as Yu Beizhou has the intention to float up, he will be greeted with a kick in the next second.

Yu Beizhou, who was continuously kicked back into the water: "?"

Rao was usually rebellious and he was silent for a long time.

Who am I, where am I, what am I doing?

Zongluo lowered his voice: "I told you to get out of the way, but it's too witchy now. Yu Beizhou, you'd better be honest with me. If something goes wrong, I'll strangle you to death."

Hearing this, Yu Beizhou squinted his eyes, and suddenly the corners of his mouth curved up, but he really didn't move.

Although the bath is deep, it is built in the wing, but it is not that big.

Although the medicinal liquid was glowing dark green, Yingyingchaochuo couldn't see it clearly, but someone couldn't help but like to wear a red suit. Although there was a breastplate, it was red and green when it floated up, which was particularly abrupt.

Zongluo couldn't see it, and he could imagine the scene.

So while making threats, he pulled over the fluffy white fur cloak that the other party often wore on his body, and spread it out on the water in front of him, looking like he wanted to cover it up.

Anyway, there is an internal force to protect the body, and there is no problem in staying underwater for dozens of minutes.

Of course, if Yu Beizhou drowned like this, Zong Luo would only applaud him, happy that there was one less of the greatest scourge in this world.

After doing all this, the prince in white cleared his throat, "Please come in."

The door creaked.

The sound of footsteps coming in was very light, so light that it was almost negligible, like a feather falling on the damp wooden floor.

After a few seconds, the door closed again.

"His Royal Highness, I have come here by order, please raise your right hand."

Zongluo heard a husky voice that was neutral and indefensible.

This sound is not only extremely old, but also extremely unpleasant, as if someone scratched the sandpaper with a fingernail, making a tearing sound.

"Excuse me, Your Excellency Taiwu."

Zong Luo responded and did exactly as he did, lifting his wet hands out of the water.

In the next second, he felt that something icy suddenly burst through the air, wrapped around his wrist like a snake, and tightened.

Somewhere in the world seems to be playing the shamanic music of drumming and bell dancing.

The medicine ball made of silver rose and fell in the air, making an ethereal sound.

Suspension Pulse Diagnosis!

Zong Luo had heard of this magical medical technique for a long time, but he did not expect to see it here today.

Since ancient times, witches and doctors have not separated, and witches can communicate with ghosts and spirits, and they can also hang pots to help the world.

The great witches who walked in the wilderness in this world were basically powerful witch doctors. That is to say, over the past few hundred years, medicine has gradually separated as a technology, and this has led to the birth of doctors who are independent of witchcraft.

"Please relax, Your Highness."

Tai Wu said softly.

Immediately afterwards, the cold threads on Zong Luo's wrist seemed to come alive, and a pulse-like sound came from the end.

Across the dark medicinal bath, Yu Beizhou boredly looked outside from the open water.

Tai Wu Yan Yan shrouded himself in a large black robe, with a terrifying bronze demon mask hanging on his face, only dug two holes in the eyes, and when he looked in, he could see deep eye sockets, and There are pupils that have faded to pale white.

When Yu Beizhou looked over, those terrifying pupils slowly roamed, and he glanced at him hidden under the water without any emotion, then withdrew his gaze and continued the diagnosis and treatment.

When you are bored, you know how to play tricks.

Yu Beizhou had dealt with Taiwu a lot in his last life, and finally the immortal method of time-reversing was implemented in Taiwu's hands.

He doesn't believe in fate, but he has to admit that Taiwu can indeed calculate fate.

But if you want to get something, you have to give something, especially a mysterious existence like Wu He who knows the world and the ghosts. Dayuan Taiwu needs to predict the weather at light level, calculate natural disasters every year, and at worst, need to make divinations at the witch sacrifice ceremony to calculate the fate of a country.

Delusions involving the realm of immortals with the body of a human being, and observing the rotation of the heavens, naturally have to pay the corresponding price. In contrast, lifespan is already considered the lightest punishment.

Yu Beizhou snorted softly, and as soon as he reached his mouth, he slowly let out a bubble.

Zong Luo, who felt the sound from underwater, didn't raise his eyes and slapped him again.

""

His good senior brother really didn't know at all, in fact, this Taiwu knew that there were two people in the room before he came in.

However, it was this anomaly that made Yu Beizhou discover some details that he hadn't noticed before.

The red-clothed general tilted his head nimbly, avoiding Zong Luo's hand, his crow feather-like eyelashes blinking lightly.

Across the hazy potion, Yu Beizhou recklessly looked at this fit body underwater.

Even though he died for a year, Zong Luo never neglected to exercise, and insisted on getting up in the morning to practice swords every day.

After the whole body was soaked in the scalding water, the unfading thin undershirt became sparse and transparent, and it stuck firmly to the body, outlining the beautifully shaped muscles and the criss-crossing scars, one after another, which was extremely beautiful.

Yu Beizhou has a special physique and extraordinary resilience. He rarely leaves scars, and he doesn't even have any calluses left from years of sword training on his hands. The only scar is on the tiger's mouth, the one that was slashed by Zong Luo in the Ghost Valley.

Zong Luo is different.

It is obviously a hideous and ugly scar, which is left on the slightly pale slender limbs of the prince in white, but it looks as good as a painting.

Just like now, Yu Beizhou looked at them and started humming bubbles happily again.

He could clearly count the scars on Zong Luo's body, which ones were left in which battles and which ones were left by him.

In his last life, Zong Luo's body was placed in his bedroom, and he had already touched it all over the place. Zongluo may not remember some scars himself, but Yu Beizhou still remembers them clearly.

Sure enough, the still alive senior brother is more fun. It's so boring to be dead.

Must have fun in this life.

Zong Luo, who was waiting for Tai Wu's pulse diagnosis, felt a chill.

He could feel a very aggressive gaze looking at him underwater, and he didn't need to think about it to know that this fellow Yu Beizhou was up to something bad.

Nai He is now silent in the wing room, Tai Wu's eyes are slightly closed, his fingertips are pressing the silk thread, as if he is asleep.

Zongluo didn't want people to find out that there were still people underwater, but someone's eyes were too presumptuous, so he became impatient and bowed his knees.

However, the next second, hot fingertips grabbed his ankle.

This temperature is hotter than the water in the witch medicine pool, like a beast that eats people, grabbing his head and tail, making people have to concentrate all their energy on their ankles.

Suddenly being caught, Zong Luo almost bounced back without reflex.

People who practice martial arts have always had the habit of not being approached.

"Crash-"

Suddenly the sound of water sounded.

"Sorry, my legs are a little numb."

Zong Luo changed his position slightly embarrassedly while kicking Yu Beizhou underwater.

But the latter is now like a duck to water, wanton and arrogant. Zongluo's two hands were on a par with Yu Beizhou, not to mention it was still underwater. He only had two legs, so he was extremely passive.

There are not many cases where a senior brother can be deflated like this.

Yu Beizhou rolled his eyes, cruising with his fingertips, and slowly approached upwards.

Hot, articulated fingers carelessly climbed up the fine texture.

Further up, there are straight legs like white jade, Kong Wu's powerful waist, sunken shoulder sockets and delicate collarbone, and even two faint pink spots that are faintly exposed when the front of the clothes is open.

Since he didn't know where he was going to land next time, Zong Luo was tense all over.

Is it the mouth of the heart, the pulse, or a deadly spot somewhere?

Because of his nervousness, his skin finally became more bloody, and it rushed up from his slender neck, exuding some bright colors in the swaying secluded waves, making people thirsty for no reason.

Such a sensitive//sensory response greatly pleases those who are underwater.

Yu Beizhou let out a low laugh from his throat, fondling the hideous scars.

This time, his laughter was undisguised and could be clearly heard through the potion.

"Shh-"

At the same time, the silk thread tied to Zong Luo's hand was finally withdrawn with the rattling of the Wu bell.

Tai Wu said indifferently: "His Highness's eyes are not completely damaged, but the blood congestion in the meridians has not healed. You only need to massage daily, supplemented by rubbing the medicinal power with precious medicinal materials, and dissolve the congestion, you can recover."

Zong Luo bit his lower lip and controlled himself not to care about the messy hand underwater, and reluctantly said, "Thank you, Your Excellency."

"The medicine bath needs to be soaked frequently." Tai Wu closed the line and paused for a rare moment: "One person soaking in a pool of medicine usually has the best effect.

His tone was euphemistic: "Some medicines in this medicine pool only bloom and bear fruit once a year. It is a pity to waste it. Next time, it is better for His Highness to soak it alone."

Zongluo: ""

Dare to be good, Taiwu has already discovered Yu Beizhou!

He didn't know how to answer for a while, but it seemed that Tai Wu didn't want to inquire about the prince's personal privacy.

When the door rang and the wooden door of the wing room closed again, the prince in white immediately filled his palm with infuriating energy, and slapped him on the surface of the medicinal bath.

In an instant, the potion rose from the edge of his palm, splashing a wall of water that hit the beam of the house.

"Yu, Bei, Zhou!"

Zong Luo gritted his teeth word by word: "Get out of here!"

In this water curtain, Yu Beizhou's smile deepened.

His ink hair was soaked with dripping water at the ends, and the dark red silk cloth became more and more gorgeous. The silver-white breastplate was washed brightly, like a ghost drilled from the bottom of the water.

The young general leaned down//Come forward, picked up a strand of Zong Luo's loose long hair, and his phoenix eyes were mixed with obvious banter.

"I'll just say why senior brother is in such a good mood today and is willing to talk to me for so long."

Yu Beizhou lengthened his voice and seemed particularly malicious: "It turns out that senior brother's eyes are really invisible now."