The Paranoid Emperor’s Black Moonlight Shizun

"Well, I know. 格 @ 格 @ 党" Qiu Yutong lightly touched Lu Xiao's hair, and his heart was a little soft and inexplicably heavy.

Lu Xiao quietly pressed his forehead to his shoulder, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Xu Qiushi was impatient: "Now that it is settled, this emperor of the Chen Dynasty, please hand me the hand. I will give you a pulse to see if you are in physical condition. Can you take your heart and blood. Move quickly, It ’s all in mid-March, and I ’m getting married at the end of the month. I do n’t have time to spend time with you. ”

Lu Xiao sat up silently and held out his hand.

Xu Qiushi put three thin fingers on Lu Xiao's pulse gate and pondered: "Well, the pulse is strong and powerful, and the young people are very good."

"Huh? It's a bit strange." He touched it, and suddenly frowned, "Are you ... natural spirit?"

Lu Xiao nodded sadly: "Yes."

"But it's not right ..." Xu Qiushi murmured.

Lu Xiao listlessly said: "What's wrong?"

"Don't interrupt! It's not right, it's not right! Very wrong!" Xu Qiushi suddenly became anxious and changed his hand to the pulse, a long thin face wrinkled into a ball, and seemed to be thinking about something.

After a while, he simply put both hands up, ten slender fingers like playing the piano, touching Lu Xiao's wrists endlessly.

Qiu Yutong stared at Xu Qiushi's look, and suddenly realized what he said: "Dr. Zhuangzhu, is it ... Xiao'er, he is not a celestial spirit?"

Lu Xiao was slightly shocked, and suddenly raised his eyes to Qiu Yutong, and then turned his head to Xu Qiushi, even his voice trembled: "Big Master, I ..."

Xu Qiushi's fingers were like the wind, his brows were closed, and he didn't answer.

"Don't worry, let the owner look at it again." Qiu Yutong was soothing and nodded gently to Lu Xiao.

He knew that his little apprentice had always wanted to practice. However, the Spiritual Vessel of the Heavenly Absolute and the Spiritual Qiao were congenitally blocked. Even if the Spiritual Qiao was barely opened, the Spiritual Vessel could not absorb the Aura, let alone turn it into spiritual force.

Moreover, unlike Qiu Yutong's two hundred years of powerful spirit, Lu Xiao's spirit is also an ordinary person, and he can't even reshape the body. This life has no chance to cultivate monks.

Xu Qiushi's ten fingers touched Lu Xiao's wrist, a cold thin face, even the virtual sweat came out.

After a long time, he slowly lowered his hand and muttered: "No, no, I ... can't see it."

Qiu Yutong cautiously said: "How?"

"Dr. Zhuang, can I ... can I practice? My pulse, what is going on?" Lu Xiao's voice was hoarse, and a pair of black phoenix eyes stared at Xu Qiushi, seeming to be extremely nervous, and longing for it pole.

"Don't ask me, I don't know what he fucks!" Xu Qiushi paused, his expression extremely depressed and very annoyed.

He was silent for a moment, and seemed to realize that his attitude was a bit excessive, and he slightly slowed down his tone: "Emperor Chen Chao, your pulse is very strange, and all the eight channels of the Qijing are blocked. It ’s not going to be blocked so badly, so I said, I do n’t know. However, in this way, it ’s impossible for you to practice monasticism.

Lu Xiao looked at Xu Qiushi with a stunned look.

That look almost looks pitiful