Chapter 27 Chapter 12 Tianshan

It was still snowing heavily in the Gobi in the morning. Like the previous few days, I got up a little earlier than Xiao Huan, boiled hot water for washing, and went to the temporary tent under the sandstone to feed the horses. For the convenience of work, I didn't put on my coat, and when I returned from the stable, I hurried towards the direction of the carriage. The snow is very deep, I accidentally saw a footprint on the road, that is not deep at all, and it is not conspicuous in the pure white snow, but it is a very new footprint, and the falling snow has not had time to cover it Mark of.

This footprint is not mine, it is much bigger than my foot, Xiao Huan did not come out...then it is someone else's footprint. I didn't have time to think about it. A strong wind suddenly came from behind the sandstone beside me. I instinctively dodged to the side, and a long sword narrowly brushed against my shoulder. The sword wind rolled up the falling snowflakes, and the snow layer beside me suddenly cracked. The long stick of pure steel and the flying snow swept past my feet, and the steel stick swept across my ankle through the leather boots. Come on, I couldn't stand up, I fell into the snow.

At the same time, a loud noise was heard in the ear, and the carriage not far away turned into a ball of dazzling fireball amidst the loud noise, the heat wave hit, and the debris of the carriage and snowflakes flew messily together. My face was stuck in the icy snow, and a ball of burning snow fox fur fell in front of me with a "chick". A thought flashed like lightning: Xiao Huan was still in the car. I got up and ran like crazy towards the burning wreckage of the wagon, but my shoulder was suddenly pressed by a steel rod, and my body fell into the snow again, and fine snowflakes penetrated into my nostrils and eyes.

I kicked the leg of the man behind me who was pressing down on my shoulder with a steel rod. He let out a muffled grunt, and his hands loosened. The steel rod jumped up, regardless of the long sword attacking from behind, and rushed towards the carriage desperately. Before I took a step, my waist was suddenly wrapped by an arm. Without even thinking about it, I turned my elbow and struck the man's chest. As soon as I touched his clothes, I stopped - pure white fox fur, faintly The fragrance of the medicine, this person is Xiao Huan. Wang Feng cut through the snow curtain, and accurately met the long sword that was coming straight at his head. The long sword broke into two pieces silently, and the blue light did not stagnate, slightly rising, and sank into the man's throat.

Wang Feng pulled it out, and the blood beads scattered, drawing a red arc in the air. The bright red hadn't disappeared yet, the sword light returned lightly, and had already cut into the next person's wrist. The severed hand holding the steel rod flew into the sky together with the bloody flowers. Amidst the shrill screams, the man in white robe held his arms and rolled in the snow. Xiao Huan gently shook off the blood beads on Wang Feng, and there was a trace of compassion in his indifferent voice: "Master's magic wand technique has already reached the fifth level of skill. I think his rank is not low in Shaolin, why should he be a human being?" Used?"

Rolling in unbearable pain, the hood on the man's head had fallen off, revealing his bald head with nine ring scars scalded inside. Hearing Xiao Huan's words, he plunged his head into the snow in a panic, hoarsely Shouting: "I am not a Shaolin disciple! I am not a Shaolin disciple..." While screaming, he jumped up from the snow and slammed into the sandstone fiercely. Blood and brains splashed away, and his body fell stiffly into the snow. I turned my head to the side, breathed a sigh of relief, couldn't help shivering, and hugged Xiao Huan's body. He also turned his head sideways, not looking at the corpse, coughed lightly, put Wang Feng in his sleeve into his sleeve, and patted my shoulder: "Where is the injury?"

I moved my ankle, although it hurt, but it didn't break my bone, and it didn't affect my walking. The Shaolin monk who used the stick just now should have shown mercy to my subordinates. I shook my head, Xiao Huan also seemed to be relieved, let go of the hand around my waist, bent down, pressed his chest and coughed lightly. Only then did I see a few black marks of gunpowder on his pure white fox fur, and his loose black hair was a little messy, so I quickly supported his body: "How is it? Are you injured?" He smiled and shook his head: "It's nothing, it's the aftermath of the gunpowder that hit him, just adjust your breath and it will be fine."

I nodded, remembering the violent airflow when the carriage exploded just now: "Such powerful gunpowder, are the people from the Jiangnan Thunder Hall here?" Xiao Huan nodded: "The three people ambushing around the carriage are all from the Lei family of the Thunderbolt Hall." I looked at the swordsman lying down in the snow next to me. The long sword in his hand was narrow and flat, and the emblem of the Hainan School was carved on the spine. The few people who came to ambush us belonged to Shaolin, Hainan, and the Lei family of Thunder Hall, three sects that have never had much connection with each other. This situation cannot be said to be strange.

Xiao Huan also frowned in thought. After stretching his brows, he coughed a few times and smiled at me: "Someone has already found this place, so we shouldn't stay any longer." I glanced at the wreckage of the chariot and smiled wryly. There was no food or shelter, and even if I wanted to stay, I couldn't stay. Everything in the carriage was completely blown up, and everything else was returned. Even the medicine Mr. Li left for Xiao Huan was blown up, not even a single slag was left. I stuffed it in my boot and carried it with me, otherwise I wouldn't even have a weapon.

The stove was behind the sandstone, and it was not affected by the explosion. A pot of hot water was still burning well. I found a water bag from the dead body on the ground, filled it with hot water, and then took it off the body. A cloak, when it is put on, it is considered complete. When I was doing this, Xiao Huan stood and waited, probably because his internal breath, which was shaken by the gunpowder airflow, had not calmed down, and he coughed from time to time. I got on the horse and held the rein of the other horse in my hand, but instead of handing the rein of that horse to Xiao Huan, I stretched out my hand to him: "Get on the horse."

He looked at me in surprise, and I patted the empty seat on the saddle in front of me: "Sit here." He looked at the position, hesitated for a moment, I leaned over and took his hand, and pulled him up involuntarily: "With your body, you will definitely fall off when you ride halfway by yourself. Let's ride one. This one is tired." Get another one." I dragged him to the horse and pressed him in front of me, so he smiled and didn't move. I confessed: "If the horse feels uncomfortable, just let me know. Let's stop and rest for a while. When you are tired, you can lean on my shoulder and sleep. Don't hold on, you know?" He said "um", "Your shoulders are too short to lean on." I was overwhelmed. I am much shorter than him. Now that he is sitting in front of me, I have to stick my head out of his shoulder to look at the road ahead. Our posture is not like me riding a horse with him. , rather like he was riding me from behind. I cleared my cough and tried to raise my voice in a solemn voice: "Then let's start going..." He lightly continued: "Southwest, we are going southwest." He held the rein and turned the horse's head, "This way." I was even more embarrassed, so I couldn't help but ask: "How do you know this direction is southwest? How do you know you have to go southwest?" "The wind in the wilderness is regular. If you look at it for a few days, you will naturally know the direction." He replied with a smile, "As for why we went southwest, the south of the road we took was the Turpan Basin, only There is only desert in the north, and there is probably only one desert that can be reached in half a night. We are now in the Gobi Desert in the northeast of Bogda Peak. This Gobi Desert is actually not big. It took those people three days to find it. Coming here is only thanks to Daxue." I had nothing to say, so I held back for a long time and said, "There's no need for male pets to be so powerful..." He laughed out loud: "Really?" Then laughed, "Time is short, let's go." I nodded, and hurriedly urged the horse forward. While walking, I still had some doubts: "Are there many people looking for our whereabouts in this Gobi Desert? The explosion just now must have attracted everyone nearby." I After thinking about it again, I asked, "What do you mean by three days?" His answer floated from the front: "From the small town where we stayed that night to the camp where several factions of martial arts in the Central Plains gather under Bogda Peak, it is only two days at most, and Su Qian can only hide these two days. They arrived After the camp, the news that I am no longer there must not be concealed, and the other party will quickly use their forces to search along the way. We have been in the Gobi for five days, and if these two days are excluded, it will be three days." No wonder he was only in a hurry for the first two days, but then he was not in a hurry at all.I thought so, fortunately he has no intention of leaving these two days, so I will not seal his acupoints anymore, otherwise Xiao Huan would be driven mad again by the internal force like what happened just now... I was in a cold sweat just thinking about it, I shook my head, and I heard Xiao Huan's voice in front of me somewhat faintly: "How many people will come? The horseshoes we left along the way will not be covered by snow, follow the hoofprints to chase There will be more and more people coming, I don't have time to waste with them...I hope I don't have to kill..." Because he was facing the wind, after speaking, some coughing sounds were added to his voice, and his body trembled slightly . I retracted my arms and hugged his waist even tighter: "You don't have to think about it so much, just shut up and rest, and I'll take care of it for the time being." He seemed to be smiling, and he agreed in a low voice, and the weight of his body was slightly shifted to my arm. I clamped my horse's belly tightly, and the horse galloped forward at a faster speed. The snowflakes under the gloomy sky came oncoming, and they flew up and down. The Gobi was covered with thick snow, pure and beautiful, but I knew, Neither the snow field behind nor the Bogda Peak in front is peaceful. I drove the horse and galloped all the way, even if the horse I sat on was a one-in-a-million horse, and I was galloping in the snow with two people on it, it gradually slowed down at this time. I was about to change horses, so I said to Xiao Huan who had been leaning lightly on my shoulder with his eyes closed and rested, "Shall we change horses?" no answer.Are you really asleep?I turned to look at him. His eyes are closed, his head is slightly lowered, his forehead is covered by a wide hood, his long eyelashes cast a little shadow under his eye sockets, his skin below is almost as white as fox fur, his thin lips are tightly pressed, With a layer of indifferent pink that is almost invisible, a hexagonal snowflake penetrated through the gaps in the fur of the fox fur and hung on the tip of his eyelashes without melting. I held my breath involuntarily, as if there was a statue made of ice and snow in front of me, if I was not careful, it would turn into flying snow and float away. Time seemed to have passed for a long time, and I finally couldn't help exhaling a foul breath. He still didn't move, and another snowflake flew in, and together with the first snowflake, it landed on his thick and slender eyelashes. I let go of the hand holding the rein, and reached into the fox fur to hold his hand. His hand was slightly curled up, as cold as jade. I squeezed his hand tightly and leaned close to his cheek: "Brother Xiao..." There was no sign at all, his eyes suddenly opened, and there was a faint smile in the foggy deep pupils: "Okay, let's change." I took a deep breath, and my face suddenly became hot, and I got so close that my lips almost touched his cheek. Anyway, it was embarrassing, so I took another deep breath, closed my eyes and kissed his thin lips, then moved my head away, and tightened the rein to stop the horse. I got off the horse first, and then extended my arm to Xiao Huan. He helped me get off the horse. Standing in the snow, he coughed a few times. He couldn't stop coughing. He kept coughing and bent over. , Spit a mouthful of blood in the snow. I supported him, took out a handkerchief to wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stomped my feet: "This is not an option. You know the prescription for the medicine Mr. Li prescribed. When you get out of the Gobi and see Su Qian and the others, you must have it." Match some more." He gave a soft "um", held the saddle and closed his eyes and coughed lowly. I stretched my hand from his skirt to the fox fur, and half hugged him and stroked his back to help him breathe. Through the thin cloth shirt, his shoulder blades were a little tight in the palm of his hand. Now he is really thin, and I Free up the other hand, caressing his chest, let him rest on my shoulder. It turns out that Li Mingshang said that due to the long-term wear and tear, Xiao Huan's heart and lungs are much weaker than ordinary people. As long as he is a little tired or his true energy is shaken, he will cough up blood. Add damage, so can only rely on the power of gentle medicine stone. There is no medicine at hand, I can only caress his back and chest to make him feel a little better. After a while, he stopped coughing, opened his eyes and smiled at me: "It's okay, Cang Cang, push the snow away and see if there are any plants on the ground." I nodded in agreement, helped him lean on the horse, then squatted down, and dug away the thick layer of snow. Under the snow was the gray Gobi, except for the camel spines that stood up like needles and spines, there were sporadic Withered yellow pasture protruded from the cracks in the gravel.Because of the irrigation of snow water, there are pastures with rich water and grass within a hundred miles below the Tianshan Mountains. This place is not far from the pastures outside the Gobi Desert. I nodded: "Yes, besides camel thorns, there are some grasses." He nodded: "Let's get on the horse and head southwest." I nodded in agreement, knowing that although I hadn't encountered the enemy until now, the pursuers behind me would catch up at some point. Seeing that Xiao Huan had nothing else to say, I got on my horse. After getting on the horse, I lowered my head and thought for a while, let Xiao Huan sit in the back to avoid the wind and snow, but firstly, I was afraid that he would not be able to hold me steady, and accidentally fall off the horse while galloping, and secondly, the oncoming enemy was more prepared , but if someone shoots a hidden weapon from behind, it would be too dangerous for him to sit behind. After thinking about it, I lowered my head and grabbed his waist: "You sit on your side." Xiao Huan was half-dragged by me to the horse, looked at his posture sitting sideways in my arms, and couldn't help laughing: "When Kummer took me to ride the horse, he made me sit next to him in the same way. before." I put on a straight face: "A male pet should look like a male pet." While talking, without further delay, he whipped the horse's buttocks, and drove the steed into the heavy snow quickly. Although the oncoming snow flakes will still get into the gaps in the fox fur, but the cold wind will not blow directly to his chest. This time Xiao Huan got on the horse and rested on my shoulder with his eyes closed. I was always worried that someone would suddenly appear in the snow and attack us, but he was more relaxed. Thinking of this, I stretched out my hand to pull the fox fur tighter for him, put his head on my shoulder and leaned on it. The posture was a bit awkward, but there was something to lean on, so I should be able to sleep better. While doing this, I noticed that the corner of Xiao Huan's mouth seemed to be twitching, and the breathing on my neck became a bit rough. I quickly put my arms around his waist, and just about to ask him if he was not feeling well, his voice rang in my ears: "Why did I suddenly become a male favorite from a master..." His voice was lazier than ever before, and his breath was warm on my earlobe, itching and crisp. I released my hand from his waist, lifted it up, and held his chin: "Why, can't I deceive the master and destroy the ancestor?" He laughed softly and coughed lightly: "It seems that I am really unlucky to accept such a disciple." I snorted softly: "It's too late to regret it now!" He let out a soft "um", the cough gradually became thinner, and his voice became lower: "Yes, it's late." He didn't speak any more, he leaned on my shoulder, breathing slowly and calmly, as if he had fallen asleep. After walking for more than half an hour, I still didn't meet the pursuers, but the heavy snow blinded my eyes, and the snowflakes fell in groups like goose feathers, and even the road in front of me began to blur. Running like this, I don't know if it's my eyesight. I saw a white spot dangling in the snow in front of me, but when I looked closely, there were only messy snowflakes flying around in my field of vision, and the white spot seemed to have disappeared. Is there someone blocking in front?Do you want to wake up Xiao Huan? I was still hesitating, when the white dots in front of me suddenly moved again, not one, but one, two, three, more than five white dots moved sideways rapidly. There was a very thin and sharp sound, countless white spots gushed out from under the snow layer, like countless waves rolled up by the tide, under the snow-colored waves, brown horses rushed out, like a group of ghosts, Quickly and silently, this group of snow-clothed men who suddenly appeared from under the snow layer approached. I suddenly let go of the rein, retracted my arms and hugged Xiao Huan tightly, quickly pulled out the musket, loaded it with one hand, and the first bullet was about to shoot at the person who rushed forward and could already see his facial features clearly. My hands were suddenly covered by a pair of hands as cold as jade. Xiao Huan pressed my hand, took the rein and tightened it. Our horse turned sideways, and the horse's hooves sank deeply into the snow and stopped. As if to respond to us, the oncoming people reined in their horses and stopped half a foot away. The snow-clothed man who rushed in the front got off his horse, and everyone behind him also got off their horses and joined the snow-clothed man. , took a few steps forward, bowed his head and cupped his fists. After the ceremony, the man in snow looked up and smiled: "The subordinates have been here to welcome the Pavilion Master for a long time." Only now did I see the face under the hood, the cold eyes with pale ice blue eyes, the cool and handsome face, and even the smile on the corner of his mouth, it was Nie Hanrong. Nie Hanrong's icy blue eyes, which are as seductive as Xiao Qianqing's, turned around me, and the corners of his mouth were raised to chuckle: "Isn't this Miss Ling, the big celebrity in front of the pavilion master?" He, a "big red man", sounded so harsh, I coughed dryly, and just didn't know how to answer, Xiao Huan had already gently pulled my arm around his waist, and got off the horse: "Wait here in the snow, Thank you for your hard work." "Thank you for the pavilion master's shirt." As soon as Nie Hanrong talked to Xiao Huan, he put away his smile, and there was no trace of frivolity on his beautiful and feminine face. Xiao Huan nodded faintly: "Wait for me here. The wind and snow in the desert are the most destructive. Many of the disciples have frostbitten hands and feet. Remember to treat them in time after returning to the camp." Nie Hanrong clasped his fists and agreed, but his face was still clear and cold, but the disciples of Fenglai Pavilion behind him, because of this faint concern, their flushed cheeks were full of excitement. and a look of gratitude. Xiao Huan lowered his head and covered his mouth and coughed a few times. At this moment, a disciple standing outside pulled out his sword abruptly: "Who is there?" A khaki figure suddenly sprang out from behind a snow bag not far away, and rushed towards the snow field. Nie Hanrong sneered, the silk thread in his left hand popped out, a line of blood burst out from the yellow shadow's leg, and he fell into the snow. Nie Hanrong flashed in front of him, and lightly waved his fingers. The thin silk thread had already wrapped around the man's arms. With a little force in both hands, he was lifted up. The silk thread, which was as sharp as a blade, cut through the leather robe. Wringing the flesh and blood, the man's yellow leather robe soon seeped bloodstains. Nie Hanrong raised the man's head to his chest, bent slightly, and said in a cold voice, "Tell me, who are you? Why are you here?" The man could not stop howling from the pain, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and he hurriedly replied: "I didn't come to kill Bai Chifan to earn the 10,000 taels of silver, I just came to find the way... The man who killed him is behind..." He howled again. Nie Hanrong smiled slightly, and raised him even higher: "Who are the people who want to kill the pavilion master to earn a bounty?" The man was looking into Nie Hanrong's eyes at this time, and seeing him smiling like that, he seemed to have seen a ghost. He didn't know if it was pain or something else, his whole body trembled violently, and the howling sound also subsided: " He Ruyu of the Kunlun School, Shenwei of the Wudang School, the three masters of Qitianzhai in Guanxi, and the Lanyi Sect of Miaojiang... that's all I've seen... I don't know anything else..." "There are a lot of people," Nie Hanrong sneered, "It's a mob." The man nodded quickly: "Yes, yes..." As he said, the white air exhaled from his mouth full of yellow teeth was sprayed in front of Nie Hanrong's face. Nie Hanrong frowned, retracted the silk thread, and threw him on the ground casually. The man was overjoyed and kowtowed repeatedly: "Thank Hall Master Nie for not killing me." Nie Hanrong flicked his sleeves and glanced at him indifferently: "You don't think I'm stupid, do you, 'Shunfeng Hero' Shi Zeng? According to your style of not letting your fat and water flow to outsiders, you will be willing to find the way for others? Your inquiring Shunfeng ear Haven’t you heard of it? When did my subordinates stay alive?” Shi Zeng, who was leaning on the ground, froze, turned over and tried to run, but blood suddenly spurted out from his neck, and the half-hanging head hanging from his neck hung down on his back at a strange angle. His body was like a puppet whose strength had been taken away, and he fell limply in the snow. Only then did I understand: "Someone offered 10,000 taels of silver to buy the head of the Pavilion Master?" Nie Hanrong nodded: "Otherwise, where do you think the pursuers are coming from? People from all walks of life are dispatched, and the trouble is really big." Xiao Huan still covered his lips and coughed, turned around and said, "Go back to the camp first." I nodded to help him, but his body swayed suddenly, and he covered his mouth, dark red blood seeped out from between his fingers, dripping on the white fox fur. I quickly hugged him and asked in a panic, "What's the matter?" He shook his head lightly, supported my shoulders and stood up straight, leaving a straight back for the Fenglai Pavilion disciple behind him. I understood what he meant, moved my body to block in front of him, and prevented those Fenglai Pavilion disciples guarding around from seeing him in a panic. His body trembled slightly, his breathing was short and disordered, and he coughed continuously as his chest heaved violently, but his back was always straight. In just a few hours, his seizures became more severe each time. After hastily clearing the battlefield, we set off to the camp under the Tianshan Mountains. This place is not far from the camp, and we finally arrived after an hour. The camp of the Central Plains Wulin under Tianshan Mountain is a large tent divided into small groups, surrounded by wooden fences. The tent group of Fenglai Pavilion is located in the northeast corner, next to the tent group of Shaolin Wudang, it is the largest among all the tent groups, and this time the attack on the Tianshan faction, Fenglai Pavilion also exerted the most force. Although Fenglai Pavilion has paid a lot of losses, but now Fenglai Pavilion's martial arts status is second only to Shaolin Wudang, but it has been gradually accepted by various sects. The tent prepared by Fenglai Pavilion for Xiao Huan was placed in the middle of the group of tents. The tent was not big, but it was made extremely thick, and even the door frame was covered with fur. We got off the horse in front of the tent, and Su Qian didn't even have time to see him, so I hurriedly helped Xiao Huan into the tent to rest, he couldn't fall asleep all the way, coughing constantly, at this moment he supported me, putting all his weight on the bed As soon as I helped him to lie down on the couch in the tent, he lowered his head and coughed up blood. I hastily wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, and supported him until his breath calmed down a bit before I breathed a sigh of relief. Helped him to lie down on the bed, then found paper and pen and handed them to him, I smiled: "Does the medicine need to be remixed? I'm afraid I heard it wrong, so you should write it yourself, and it will match your food." What medicinal materials are needed for the medicine? Although some medicinal materials may not be easy to find here, Su Qian and I tried our best to collect them." He nodded, gently rubbing the penholder between his slender fingers, and suddenly asked indifferently: "Cang Cang, is the light on in the tent?" I was about to stroke his messy hair from his sideburns, and my hands froze in mid-air. It was still not night, but for the sake of light, there were still a few thick candles lit here, but he asked me if I had lit the lights. He sensed my pause, raised his head slightly, and smiled: "It's nothing, it's just that it's a little dark right now." I lowered my body, supported his face, and gently lifted his head. Those double pupils that were once as gorgeous and deep as the night sky had now completely turned into a silver-gray color, and what covered his pupils was no longer It is a thin mist, but a thick cloud of lead. There was silence all around, and I held his face in my hands without moving. He frowned, stretched out his hand, and after a pause, it landed on my cheek, and then frowned: "Cang Cang, are you crying?" I put my face in his cold hands, trying to smile and say it's okay, but my tears couldn't stop streaming down my face. He frowned slightly, then frowned again, suddenly let go of the hand holding my face, pressed his chest and coughed softly: "My chest hurts a bit." I said "ah", and quickly put my arms around his shoulders, and stroked his chest: "How is it? Does it hurt? Does it matter..." I was stunned. He never said where he was in pain, and asked him Most of the time, his answer is that it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. He smiled and patted the back of my hand: "My eyes are really fine, maybe it will be much better tomorrow, don't worry." I sniffed my nose, I was so anxious just now, my tears really frightened me back, but I still asked him to comfort me, it was really disappointing. I smiled, nodded, took the pen and paper from his hand, and sat on the couch: "Then you say, let me write it, explain every word clearly, there should be no mistakes." He smiled again, "Actually, I wanted to read your handwriting. Your handwriting is so beautiful. My own handwriting is ugly, so I like to read beautiful handwriting." He smiled, leaned back a little, put his head on the cushion, and slowly announced the names of the medicinal materials and the required quantities. I wrote carefully and neatly one by one, checked each one again, and then dried the ink, folded it up and put it away, and looked up to see Xiao Huan leaning on the cushion with his eyes closed, as if he was a little tired. I got up and walked over to him and smiled at him: "Sleep a little longer?" He opened his eyes and nodded with a smile. I smiled, hugged his head, removed the cushion, and helped him lie down to rest. After he lay down, he smiled at me: "Cang Cang, tell Xiaoqian that tomorrow noon will be set." Invite the heads of all factions to the banquet." I nodded in agreement, helped him tuck the quilt, and then walked out of the tent, found Su Qian and gave her the prescription. She ordered people to look for medicinal materials, and I asked a disciple to go to see Muyan. Although he was seriously injured, Muyan was not as embarrassed as I imagined, he was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, except for his pale face, his face was calm, as if he was in a deep sleep. I didn't stay long, and hurried back to Xiao Huan's tent after seeing him. Fortunately, there are many sects under the Tianshan Mountain at this time, and most of the sects have brought some herbs for backup, so after a while, Su Qian gathered the herbs and brought them over. I decocted the medicine, helped Xiao Huan get up and drank the medicine. At night his breath became much lighter and he slept soundly. On the second day, Xiao Huan finally got better. Su Qian sent invitations to the heads of the various factions for him, and held a banquet for him at noon. Before the luncheon, I helped Xiao Huan lean on the cushion, and found a horn comb to comb his hair. His hair is soft and slippery, holding it in my hand is like holding a handful of black and shiny satin. I dipped a horn comb in hot water, parted some of his hair and draped it on his shoulders, and combed the rest. After finishing the bun, use a white jade ring to fix it on the back of the head, and then insert two jade hairpins of the same color. The short jade hairpins fasten the two ends of the jade ring, and tassel-shaped jade grains hang down from the head of the hairpin, just protruding a little at the pinnae. After combing, I looked at it seriously, and then nodded: "Pretty." He has been leaning on the cushion, squinting his eyes slightly, and let me dress up. At this moment, he smiled: "Just put it in a bun, what are you doing with such a complicated hairstyle?" I smiled and grabbed his hair that was scattered on his shoulders and played with it: "Of course it's to make you look better, so that Master Xuezhen and Daoist Qiu Sheng will be dazed after seeing you, so they can listen to you obediently. " He smiled lightly, he has already made me used to it these two days: "That's not bad." He smiled, and continued: "I will see the heads of the various factions later, and I will let you be the deputy head of the Fenglai Pavilion in front of them." I thought he was just talking casually, but I didn't expect him to appoint me so solemnly now. I was stunned for a while and then smiled: "Then I would like to thank Master for trusting me first?" He looked at me and smiled: "With your ability, you don't have to worry about those who can take on heavy responsibilities." After he got up this morning, although the thick fog in his eyes had lightened a bit, it was not as heavy as last night, but now those black pupils had regained their brilliance, and they were actually a bit unstoppable. I smiled at him and held his cold hand.