Chapter 20
Chapter 20
Now, even Gu Qingyu didn't protect him anymore, pulled him out of his arms, supported his shoulder and asked, "Is that so?"
Wei Ling looked at Gu Qingyu's eyes, then at Fu Li who refused to let it go, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "I, I met the Palace Master, but the Palace Master disappeared the morning I met Brother Yu. , I don’t know where he went, really, the palace lord never told me his whereabouts, I really don’t know where he went.”
Gu Qingyu kept his eyes down and said nothing, Fu Li got a piece of paper from somewhere and threw it in front of him and said, "Then you draw Mo Qingming's appearance."
Wei Ling bit his lip, looked at them in disbelief, and finally looked at Gu Qingyu and said, "Brother Yu, I don't know how to draw."
Fu Li's eyes were full of contempt, and his mocking smile pierced towards Wei Ling like a thorn. Wei Ling looked at him nervously, afraid that he would say something embarrassing in the next second.
Fu Li didn't speak, and he didn't dare to relax, his hands holding Gu Qingyu's clothes were gradually wet with sweat, and he was so nervous that he couldn't say a word, until Fu Li said with a wicked smile: "Then you say, Xiao Yu will draw."
Wei Ling: ...
Yesterday he still thought that Fu Li was the god who saves the world, but today Fu Li turned into an aggressive villain, and his aloof image disappeared completely. In Wei Ling's eyes, he was no different from an ordinary villain.
Gu Qingyu also wanted to know the whereabouts of Mo Qingming very much, so he patted Wei Ling's shoulder lightly: "Don't be afraid, tell me, if Mo Qingming comes back to kill you, I will protect you even if I die. "
Wei Ling looked at Gu Qingyu with tears in his eyes, and said in his heart: I am not afraid that you will protect me with all your might, but I am afraid that you will kill me if you do!
Gu Qingyu let go of Wei Ling, picked up the paper on the ground, spread it lightly on the ground, picked up small stones to press the two corners, and picked up the burnt charcoal fire in the ancestor worship hall to draw, he raised his head: "Ah Don't be afraid, Ling, speak out."
Wei Ling looked terrified on the surface, but his heart was already going crazy, what the hell is going on!Why do you have to break the casserole and ask whether you can still let him live well.
He scratched his head, and insisted on blowing rainbow farts to describe the beauty of "myself": "The palace master, he is very beautiful, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a country..."
Gu Qingyu looked up: "A Ling, talk about the specific appearance, such as peach eyes, phoenix eyes and so on."
Wei Ling thought that he could make it up casually... "Well, yes, it's peach blossom eyes, willow leaf eyebrows, tall and slender, with a straight nose, and a mouth like..."
Wei Ling made up random descriptions for a long time, making his mouth dry, and Gu Qingyu finally finished the drawing.Wei Ling leaned over to take a look, and felt quite amazed. Even if he made it up, even if Gu Qingyu just took a block of carbon fire, even if it was just a few strokes, he could still feel the artist's skill.
In the painting is a man with a good figure, black hair hanging down his waist, a handsome face full of gloomy, eyes full of murderous intent.
Only then did Wei Ling understand that painting can express what he thinks in his heart, and the person in the painting is someone Gu Qingyu hates in his heart. Gu Qingyu felt that Mo Qingming should have a murderous look and blood.Therefore, even though Mo Qingming was beautiful, his eyes were full of killing intent.
Holding the painting, Fu Li asked Wei Ling if Mo Qingming was the same as the portrait in the painting. The woodpecker on Wei Ling's head pecked at the wood, and Fu Li didn't heave a sigh of relief until he put the painting into his arms.
Gu Qingyu rubbed Wei Ling's head with a smile and said, "Thank you, Ah Ling."
Wei Ling hurriedly shook his head sensiblely: "It's not hard, it's not hard at all."
Gu Qingyu smiled more and more gently, grabbed his hand and looked at the wound, blew distressedly and said: "Since the medicine is ready, let's go back to Luotian Town to detoxify first, and then look for Mo Qingming."
Fu Li nodded: "Go back!"
After the painting was finished, it was dawn. They had been busy for a day and a night without resting for a moment, and they had to set off to return to the town.Wei Ling looked tired, and Gu Qingyu hugged him: "A Ling, hug me to rest when you are tired, and have a good rest when you arrive in Luotian Town."
Wei Ling nodded, he must have a good rest, he must save his energy to deal with Fu Li's troubles.Fu Li knew that he was from Jiuxuan Palace, so he would definitely trip him up in the future.
What's more, they are still discussing to find him after detoxification, so they must kill him!
Nesting in Gu Qingyu's arms, he fell asleep vaguely, sighing and humming while sleeping, making Gu Qingyu think that he was too tired and uncomfortable, so he turned his head and said to Li: "Let's go back quickly, Ah Ling needs to rest. "
Fu Li snorted coldly: "You do love him."
Gu Qingyu's expression was not good, he said in a deep voice: "Although he is from Jiuxuan Palace, he is also a victim! He is very kind. As a doctor, you can read people's hearts best, can't you?"
Fu Li didn't speak, but he picked up his breath and accelerated, moving forward quickly.
Gu Qingyu smiled, hugged the sleeping man and followed.
When he woke up, it was dark again, Wei Ling turned over helplessly, he was a little dizzy because of his hunger, when he sat up, he saw a table of delicious food, quickly threw off the quilt and ran down.
Looking at the table full of dishes, Wei Ling immediately took a fancy to the fried small dried fish, and quickly reached out to grab it.Unexpectedly, Gu Qingyu came in as soon as he stretched out his hand, holding a golden honey chicken in his hand.
Wei Ling's excited expression gradually dimmed, and he withdrew his hands secretly. Looking at Gu Qingyu, his gaze gradually became expectant. The corners of his smiling eyes were crooked, and he couldn't be more obedient: "Brother Yu, I'm hungry..."
Gu Qingyu nodded, and put the chicken in his hand on the table: "Well, let's eat!"
Wei Ling hurriedly pulled the chicken leg, but Gu Qingyu grabbed his hand before he touched the chicken leg. He turned his head puzzled, his eyes full of doubts and grievances.Gu Qingyu had no choice but to pick him up, and Wei Ling yelled in fright, and quickly hugged Gu Qingyu's neck: "Brother Yuyu, what are you doing, you..."
Before Wei Ling finished speaking, Gu Qingyu put him on the bed, and Wei Ling was startled. He knew that this person had feelings for him, but now he wants to force him?Then his chrysanthemum is not for...
"No, no, Brother Yu, I don't want..." Chrysanthemums burst all over the mountain!
With a smile on the corner of Gu Qingyu's mouth, he gently tugged at Wei Ling's white and tender face and said with a smile: "What's wrong? Don't want anything?"
Wei Ling: ...
Next, Gu Qingyu's act of putting on his shoes interrupted his wild thoughts, Wei Ling looked down at the person who was putting on his shoes seriously, recalling his shout just now, his little face gradually turned red.
My God, how could I be so shameless, I actually thought of going there, so shameful...
"The weather is a bit cold, you will get sick if you don't wear shoes." Gu Qingyu put on his shoes, took his hand and walked to the washstand to wash his hands: "Remember to wash your hands before eating."
Then he brought him to the table and personally pulled a chicken leg to him: "Eat it!"
Wei Ling awkwardly took the chicken leg and took a bite, then took the second bite and the third...
Wei Ling didn't remember until he was full. He took the tablecloth and wiped his hands: "Brother Yu, has the poison of the plague been cured?"
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