Chapter 2 The first lovesickness tears

Acacia tears. The crystal-clear tears of lovesickness flowed quietly between his delicate fingers—as if the drop fell from the eyes of the lover after the sea dries up. However, those were the tears of death, a superb poisonous hidden weapon of the Tang Sect in the middle of Sichuan. He was sitting in the elegant seat by the window of Jinghuxuan, looking down at the beautiful and indescribable tear in his hand.The glue-like transparent and soft thing flowed between his slender fingers, reflecting a beautiful luster. The freshly ironed Nurhong hadn't had a sip yet, but he didn't mind, and he didn't have time to mind.

Because the seventh batch of enemies has come before him again. Although there were only two enemies this time, there was only one tear of lovesickness left in his hand. The heart of Tang Zheng, the number one master of the Tang Sect, also gradually sank - he didn't look up to see who the last two people were, but he knew that the people who appeared here later would have a certain status in Tingxuelou. higher. The last ones who stepped onto the second floor of Jinghu Pavilion were a man and a woman. The man was like a jade tree facing the wind, and the woman was like an orchid in an empty valley. They just stepped on the corpses all over the ground and came to him.

"Brother Tang, you really never let me down." It was the man in white who spoke first, with a slight sincere approval.And the woman in the lake-blue shirt next to her just stared at the hidden weapon and death on the corpse, as if she was thinking about something incomprehensible. "Nan Chu...so it turns out that you are the highest leader of this operation." The man in Tsing Yi was startled when he heard the voice, and let out a long breath—it was finally the end. Looking at the person in front of him, he smiled self-deprecatingly: "It seems that I still don't have the value to let Master Tingxue do it himself..."

"Brother's health is not very good... He knows that I understand you, so he sent me to preside over the encirclement and suppression against Tang Sect." Nan Chu smiled slightly.Although in front of him was his former friend who was about to fight to the death, but he was still smiling. Two people, one tear. With a movement of Tang Zheng's fingers, tears of lovesickness trembled down his palm—even though he knew he was going to die, he had to fight one last time. Seeing the tear of lovesickness on his hand, the man in white suddenly proposed. "Brother Tang, how about we take a gamble?"

Two cups of rouge-like daughter red. It was as bright red as blood, and the aroma of wine wafted into the nostrils—however, that drop of tear had already melted into one of the cups, colorless, tasteless, and without trace. That is a bet, a bet at the cost of life. Through the curling heat, he nodded to Nan Chu as a signal. It's time to start. Since he was responsible for the poison, Nan Chu has the right to choose first. The girl in the lake blue shirt stared at the two glasses of wine unblinkingly, her thoughts deepened. The surprisingly quiet Jinghu Pavilion, with corpses all over the floor, the slight wind blowing from the West Lake, willow silk blowing in with the wind, however, the atmosphere in the building is strange and tense.Nan Chu took a deep look at him and raised his hand—"Wanci, you go out."

Suddenly, Nan Chu said slowly to the woman beside him: "You are also an expert in poison, so you should avoid such occasions." The woman in the blue shirt turned pale instantly, but she still walked out without making a sound. "You're still the same as before." Tang Zheng smiled wryly, "If you didn't tell me, I wouldn't know that the woman next to you is actually the 'Daughter of Shennong', Miss Qin Wanci...Why do you bother to cut yourself off?" "Because I want fairness." Nan Chu's eyes were calm and deep, "This is what I've always wanted."

"So you follow Xiao Yiqing?" Tang Zheng smiled sarcastically, "You know, like Tingxuelou, using the strong to suppress the weak and annexing the martial arts world by force, there is nothing fair in itself!" "It's just a difference of opinion, Brother Tang." Nan Chu shook his head and sighed, "I'm not arguing with you...let's start." He leaned forward slightly, stared at the two cups in front of him for a moment, and finally reached out to take one of them. Tang Zheng's eyes flickered, and the corner of his mouth twitched. However, Nan Chu's hand suddenly changed direction in mid-air, and stopped on top of another cup.

Tang Zheng frowned, and suddenly saw Nan Chu look up at him. He wants to judge the correct answer from the change of his eyes, right?Tang Zheng thought, he might as well close his eyes, he wasn't sure if his eyes would betray him. After a while, he finally heard the sound of liquid flowing into his throat, and he opened his eyes like an electric shock—the glass of wine by the window was empty. His face changed instantly. "Don't be in a hurry to tell me the answer... just let me wait for the result." Nan Chu finished drinking, leaning on the window sill as if he was a bit overwhelmed, and said slowly, "When the wine enters the heart of sorrow, it turns into tears of lovesickness... ..."

Tang Zheng looked out of the window, under the willow tree there, Qin Wanci in the blue shirt was standing with his arms full of willow branches, because of extreme nervousness, his delicate body trembled slightly like a willow in the wind, he suddenly sighed—" Nan Chu, in fact, you didn't need to make this bet with me this time: for me, there is no chance of winning one against two, and at least one of you can survive... But why did you bet with me? ? "Are you doing it for her? Because I still have tears of lovesickness in my hand, both her and you have a half chance of dying... You are afraid that I will choose her in the final shot, so you bet me."

"Sure enough—wine poured into sorrow, turning into tears of lovesickness..." Tang Zheng suddenly became talkative, but after he finished speaking, he looked at Nan Chu's uncomfortable eyes, and a smile flashed in his indifferent eyes: "Congratulations, you can finish listening to my nonsense—this proves that you won the battle." .” "The poison of lovesickness tears kills in seven steps." He laughed loudly: "It seems that those who have tasted the taste of lovesickness are not destined to taste the tears of lovesickness again—" While laughing, he raised his hand to take the remaining glass of wine without hesitation.

"Crack." Nan Chu shot suddenly, and the cup fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. Then, looking at the ground, he seemed to raise his eyebrows helplessly, and apologized: "Sorry, I accidentally missed... This time the bet is not completed! I will come to you again in three months." "Brother Tang, goodbye." Nan Chu stood up just like that, and walked towards the door, seemingly completely forgetting that he was here to kill him. "See you in the next life..." Suddenly, he heard Tang Zheng behind him laughing softly. shocked.He subconsciously drew his sword, backhanded to protect the empty door on his back—however, it was already too late... Turning his head like lightning, what he saw was the crystal tear, passing between Tang Zheng's fingers.He only felt a slight chill behind his back, as if the wind from the south of the Yangtze River suddenly broke through his body in early spring, crisp and lazily-lovesickness tears!Tang Zheng still has a tear of lovesickness! "Brother Tang!" He was shocked, and suddenly felt inexplicable grief in his heart. But... But, where did he get the tears of lovesickness?Tang Zhengfang clearly used up the last pill! Nan Chu's eyes stopped on the floor where the wine was splashed just now, but there was no sign of corrosion or damage on the smooth wooden floor——suddenly understood, he smiled wryly. "You didn't poison at all! Right? The two glasses of wine just now were not poisoned!" The poison came on very quickly, and death gray quickly covered his eyes. Looking at Tang Zheng, his smile was a bit bitter: "At first... you wanted to deceive me, right? Then... I thought you were dead and left When you go, kill me again from behind..." ——No one can turn their backs on a Tang Sect master, not even Xiao Yiqing! Nan Chu's eyes were completely filled with the color of death, and then, due to the effect of the poison, drops of strange liquid flowed down from the corners of his slowly closing eyes: "Between us... either you die, or I die ..." That is tears. "Brother Nan...I'll betray you." Tang Zheng sighed suddenly, his eyes were filled with pain, "Of course, it's about Tang Sect's life and death, I have no choice but to..." While talking, the blue clothes fluttered, and he had already fled through the open skylight—Qin Wanci should still be waiting downstairs, there are no enemies on the top of the building—he had already calculated his position. As soon as he flitted out, his body was only halfway out of the roof, but he found that the sunlight outside was really dazzling——dazzling like lightning. Then, lightning suddenly penetrated into the chest and lungs... "Following the order of the landlord, I have been waiting for you for a long time." Accompanied by his body falling to the floor again, it turned out to be a girl in a lake blue shirt—with a bright sword in her hand, showing a slight sneer with insight into everything.At some point, Qin Wanci was no longer under that tree! "Mr. Nan, it's really frightening—luckily, the landlord's predictions are correct, otherwise, otherwise..." His voice trembled slightly, Qin Wanci hurriedly went up to help Nan Chu, took the medicine from his bosom and gave it to him , "You said you know him, doesn't he know you?" The March wind blows, but the whole building is empty. Nan Chu opened his eyes, and what he saw were Qin Wanci's concerned and loving eyes.He couldn't help reaching out and gently holding a lock of hair hanging down his face—after experiencing such life and death, the deep feelings in his heart finally couldn't be concealed. He turned his head to look at Tang Zheng's body on the side, suddenly, he saw something bright flashing from the corner of the dead man's closed eyes. Wine enters the heart of sorrow and turns into tears of lovesickness.