Let’s Lose A Billion Today First

Chu Zheng didn't say to take Ming Xian to find the antidote, only to take him out to relax. In order to take care of Ming Xian's messy problems, the whole team was extravagant.

Mingxian lifted the car curtain and looked outside. The green hills and rivers, the idle clouds and wild cranes were refreshing, and the mood improved a lot.

Chuzheng leaned against the wall of the car to read, with a peaceful fragrance burning next to him.

Ming Xian could not even think of such a day.

Ming Xian lowered the car curtain and moved to Chu Zheng's side. Chu Zheng glanced at him, who fell directly on her lap: "Where are we going?"

"Walk around." Chu Zheng moved his book to make him feel more comfortable: "You don't like to be outside?"

"No." Ming Xian picked up a strand of Chuzheng's hair, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed: "It's good to be with you...but sometimes it feels like a dream. I'm afraid the dream wakes up and you are gone."

"hiss……"

Ming Xian gasped.

"What are you pinching me for?"

Chuzheng let go of his hand holding his arm, and confidently said, "Let you know that you are not dreaming."

Ming Xian: "..."

Chuzheng and Mingxian met, and the air quieted inexplicably, and the sound outside seemed to disappear.

She slowly lowered her head, held Ming Xian's lips, and kissed him tossing and turning.

Snapped--

The mask fell down, turned around, and fell on his back to the ground.

Chu Zheng's fingertips touched Mingxian's forehead, and his fingertips slowly rubbed the scar.

"How did you get this injury?"

Ming Xian raised her hand to cover Chu Zheng's hand, with a trance: "When I left Kongming Valley, I accidentally fell on a cliff."

At that time, he was terrified and stumbled away from Kongming Valley.

On a snowy day, he was not very old, his family died tragically, and various factors intertwined, causing him to fall accidentally.

When he woke up, he was rescued, and the wound on his forehead was also there.

Ming Xian didn't want to let Chuzheng look at it, and buried her face in her arms: "Don't look, it's not good."

"I do not mind."

"I mind." Ming Xian's voice was a little dull: "Will you find me ugly in the future?"

Maybe one day, she will get tired of him after all.

But after thinking about it, he actually doesn't have much time.

Chuzheng touched his head, twice gently on his hair that was not too soft: "No." You are a good guy, so how dare you dislike you.

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The customs of foreign countries are different, and the clothes are very different. The villain A and B don't know where to get two sets of clothes, as if they are going to perform acrobatics immediately.

Chu Zheng looked at them like two turkeys.

The two turkeys hadn't realized it yet, they changed one set a day with the pocket money that Chuzheng gave.

Outside the territory, Ming Xian's food becomes a problem.

The cooks that Chuzheng brought together whispered together every day. When it was time for a meal, these cooks wanted to disappear immediately.

If it weren't for the more money Chuzheng gave, they would definitely not be here!

Mingxian doesn't eat, Chuzheng sometimes coaxes him patiently, and if he is impatient, he just feeds it forcibly.

Mingxian was so utterly unlovable that he tried to eat by himself every time, not letting Chuzheng do it.

Chu Zheng picked up the driving curtain to get Ming Xian out of the car.

This is a city with a strange architectural style. Most of them are fort-shaped buildings, but they are all beautifully built.

Chuzheng led him in. The followers of the Fanxian Sect were already taking care of them, laying carpets, and moving things.

There are also some locals who stand side by side stiffly.

Ming Xian stepped on the carpet and walked inside, coughing in a low voice, "We want to live here?"

"No."

The languages ​​outside the region are not the same. They hired a translator who can speak two languages. Now the local is communicating with the people here. After a while, the local people come back to indicate that it is okay.

Mingxian and Chuzheng were taken inside. Mingxian didn't know what Chuzheng wanted to do, but he believed in Chuzheng, so he had no defense.

Until he felt a little sleepy: "I..."

Before finishing a sentence, Ming Xian fell straight down.

Before fainting, I heard Chuzheng's voice, which was a bit vague, not clear enough.

Chuzheng put him next to him and asked the person waiting next to him: "No problem, right?"

The local person replied: "Don't worry, this is the best master here. There will be no problems."

Chu Zheng took off Ming Xian's mask and brushed his fingertips over the wound on his forehead. There was a faint light in his eyes. It took him a long time to move away: "Let's start."

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Ming Xian felt that he had slept for a long time, and the sound of the swaying carriage gradually came into his ears.

He sat up, clutching his forehead. He was not yet seated. Someone put his arms around him from behind: "Wake up."

"Why did I... fall asleep?" Ming Xian's voice was slightly muffled.

The people behind kissed him on the neck, took something next to him, and then handed it to him.

That is a bronze mirror.

His familiar face was reflected in the bronze mirror. The only difference was that the scar on his forehead was gone and turned into a lifelike... flower?

Chu Zheng's chin rested on his shoulder and his fingertips brushed his hair away, revealing his forehead completely.

It was a lotus flower in full bloom, the lotus petals completely covered the scars, blooming on his forehead.

The cold face of the man in the bronze mirror was a bit coquettish for no reason.

Ming Xian raised his hand and touched it. It was a little painful. Chu Zheng pulled him down: "Don't touch it, it will be fine in a few days."

"Does it look good?"

"Okay, good-looking." Ming Xian was still in a daze. He looked at the person in the bronze mirror as if looking at a stranger.

Chu Zheng held him quietly and looked at him in the bronze mirror.

After Ming Xian realized, he found that the person in the bronze mirror also had a reduced version of lotus flower on his forehead.

Ming Xian turned her head, her gaze touched the lotus flower on her brow, and there was warmth in her heart.

"I'm hungry." Chu Zheng said: "I'll let people give you... Mingxian?"

The bronze mirror fell and made a loud noise, and someone asked outside.

"It's okay." Chuzheng answered in time, pushing Ming Xian hurriedly, and lowered his voice to warn: "Don't make trouble..."

Chuzheng reminded him: "If you don't return your body, you haven't solved it yet, don't mess around."

Ming Xian looked at her and said nothing.

"Ming Xian, I didn't make a joke with you!" Chu Zheng's tone was serious: "You can't toss your body like this."

Chuzheng photographed him on the back as a sign of comfort.

Mingxian moved away in silence and sat aside, his figure was illuminated by the bronze mirror on the ground.

Chu Zheng sighed.

When will the antidote be found! !

They have also been outside the territory for a while, but after all the inquiries, no one has heard of Jun not returning.

Jun Bugui is a name given by the martial arts people, and Chuzheng lets people not ask for the name Jun Bugui, but directly repeat the symptoms.

This time I heard some news soon.

Jun Bugui does have an antidote...

However, now the antidote for Jun Wuhui is only matched by Wu Zhu from their leader.

Wu Zhu only listens to the leader, and the leader is very difficult.

If you don't love beauty or money, your only hobby is fighting.