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Your heart is as iron

In the cold winter, there are beautiful scenery of flowers blooming in the fairy mountains, but the world is not so gorgeous, with black and white colors. The little donkey is leisurely moving forward among the ice and snow, and its four hooves occasionally stomp a piece of ice, making a few crisp sounds.

Qin Chuan was half lying on the donkey's back, holding a map and studying it carefully.

The Xiangzhi Mountain is south of the country, and the Tianyuan Kingdom is in the northwest. The road she has to walk this trip is quite far. First go to the West and sweep the tombs for the old man. She has been walking for more than half a year. I don’t know how much weeds have grown on the old man’s tomb? It just so happened that the small country to the west has a ferry crossing the vast sea and you can reach the Tianyuan Kingdom.

But she still wanted to go back to Dayan first and see Aman's tomb. She had been away for so many years and had never visited her once. Aman might have blamed her for being ruthless. She has been treating her so well, but she didn't even have a decent grave when she died. She was buried alone in the cold wilderness, and no one talked to her after her death.

However, Aman had a tomb to sweep. Her blood relatives either died in the battlefield or were killed in the fire. They couldn't even find a piece of ashes. They just wanted to sweep the tomb, but where did they look for it?

Qin Chuan sighed, put away the map and patted the donkey's waist. Its four hooves were even more happy and jumped down the mountain. Before dark, it arrived at the town at the foot of the mountain. The donkey immediately turned into a piece of white paper and dispersed in the wind.

I haven't been in the mortal world for more than half a year. When I saw the bustling crowds on the street, Qin Chuan couldn't help but take a deep breath. The wind smelled like all kinds of smells - the smoke from the fried oil cakes in the corner of the street, the bitterness of the medicine in the pharmacy, the perfume leaking from the steamer... Mixed together, it was the smell of the world.

She likes this taste.

When I entered the inn, I asked for a guest room. When the guy took her upstairs, he couldn't help but look back several times, and said with a tick in his mouth: "A such a beautiful girl actually went out alone. Are you here to find her husband? I don't know which man is lucky to marry such a beautiful little girl."

Qin Chuan listened without changing his face, and suddenly asked before entering the door: "Can you sell raw meat here? Pork and beef are OK."

Perhaps he could not have imagined that such a delicate girl would say raw meat as soon as she opened her mouth. The guy was stunned for a long time before laughing: "Yes, yes, but what's the use of a girl? Do you eat it yourself?" Seeing that Qin Chuan had a beautiful face and a slim figure, he couldn't help but take advantage of the verbal advantage.

She smiled and said indifferently: "It's not me who eats it, it's for it to eat."

She pointed behind her, and there was a huge tiger lying there at some point, with a fierce expression. She yawned at the scared guy, with sharp teeth all over her mouth, and suddenly disappeared the next moment.

Qin Chuan looked at the trembling guy friendly and said softly: "No need to give me twenty kilograms of beef and twenty kilograms of pork."

When she closed the door, she clearly heard the sound of a guy rolling and climbing down the stairs. She felt funny again. At that time, the secular world was mixed with sheep, but there were still many people who judged people by their appearance. The guy must now think she was a monster.

I remember that she studied from the beginning with the old man before. Because of her outstanding appearance, it is inevitable that someone would covet, tease her, or touch her. At that time, she was still young and had never encountered such a thing. She was both embarrassed and depressed. The husband gave her the self-defense spirit beast tiger that she had been with her for decades. Once she met a frivolous madman, she would let the tiger appear. This trick was used from the age of fourteen to now, and she tried it all, making her ears much cleaner.

Speaking of which, she really made a lot of jokes at that time. For example, she always forgot to pay for things to buy, and she wouldn't comb her hair, so she would just tie two twisted braids. Because her clothes on weekdays were either silk or silk, the first time she wore coarse cloth clothes, she had many red spots on her body, which was itchy. The first time she did not cut the meat into pieces or put oil on her, she used water to cook the five-pound piece of meat to half-baked, which made the old man diarrhea.

However, as she got older, jokes became less and less. Later, things like wearing coarse cloth clothes, eating pickles and making rice, sleeping in the cold kang were no problem for her.

She is becoming less and less like the Emperor, she is becoming more and more free. At the most desperate moment, she never imagined that she could live such a good life. If her father, mother and second brother were spiritual in heaven, she should be very pleased. She is no longer the Emperor who needs to regard her appearance and singing and dancing as pride.

When he was almost eighteen years old, the old man passed away and gave her two treasured pills before he died. Black can be changed, and red is the antidote. He wrote the name and eight characters he wanted to change on the talisman paper, burned it into ashes and water to swallow the pills. Such a change of appearance can not be recognized even if the gods descended to earth. However, on the one hand, this medicine is highly toxic, and on the other hand, borrowing eight characters is a destiny of heaven. He must take the antidote within half a year, otherwise his life will not be guaranteed.

Qin Chuan once thought about pretending to be a queen. It is even more difficult to be discovered when he is older, but he is here. If an old lady suddenly laughs like a girl, it will inevitably be very embarrassing.

In the end, he pretended to be Aman, and he shrank his head in Kasuoshan for half a year. He finally got the soul lamp.

She took out the soul lamp from her cowhide Qiankun purse and put it in her hand to look over and over. No matter how she looked, it was a worn bronze candlestick. When she opened the lid, there were four wicks inside. It was a non-cotton or grassy texture, and a faint blood red came out. I wonder if it could be used as an ordinary candlestick when pouring some oil in it.

Just as she was thinking about it, she suddenly heard someone knocking on the door twice. She just thought it was a friend who came to deliver the meat and said casually: "Just put it at the door."

There was no sound. After a while, the knock on the door sounded again, as if he was teasing her. While putting the soul lamp back into the cowhide Qiankun purse, Qin Chuan tightly tied the straps, he said, "Who?"

Still not answering, still knocking slowly. Qin Chuan was a little annoyed, and went over and opened the door gently, saying, "What's the matter?"

The man at the door had a slender figure, a tear mole in his eyes, and he smiled innocently and gentlely, but there was a vague mad storm gathering in his eyes. He looked at Qin Chuan's face that changed color in an instant, and said slowly: "Come up and send meat to the girl."

Qin Chuan suddenly returned to his calmness. It was useless to pretend to be stupid. Although he didn't know when, this person recognized her original appearance and took action against him. It was even more useless. She would definitely not be able to beat him, and it would be even worse if he was angry.

It is better to run away quickly. Compare speed, she doesn't believe she will lose to him.

She closed the door, stabbed it to death, opened the window and jumped down. As soon as she landed, she saw Fu Jiuyun leaning against the wall and looking at her, her smile was indescribable. The hair on Qin Chuan's back suddenly stood up, and he looked around and had no way to escape, so he had to bite the bullet and look at him.

"Mr. Jiuyun, is it really you? I can't believe it. I didn't expect to see you so soon." She said, then walked over and took his arm.

Fu Jiuyun looked down at her and said slowly: "No, I should have caught you little thief when you pretended to be a disciple of the mountain master."

Qin Chuan smiled dryly and said, "I have always admired the mountain master's wisdom and martial arts. I hope to be his disciple from the bottom of my heart."

He nodded with understanding and understanding: "So that's it. If you have such a great wish, of course I will fulfill it. Then I will go back with me, and the mountain master is also waiting for you. It is natural to discuss the matter of a disciple."

After speaking, he pulled her back collar and was about to leave. Qin Chuan was in a hurry, as if he was about to enter the slaughterhouse, screaming: "Master Jiuyun! I'm not in a hurry to go back? I'm not mentally prepared yet!"

Fu Jiuyun made a move like lightning, and suddenly held the cowhide purse tied around her waist in her hand, and smiled coldly: "Is that so? I thought you were brave and didn't fear anything!"

Qin Chuan hugged his arm tightly and kept saying nothing: "Sir, you want to steal my money again?"

He looked at her and sneered: "Very good, Qin Chuan, you are really good. You are still pretending to be garlic with me at this time."

He had never seen such a woman, who was bold, cheated, and took the lead. After finishing, she was caught and was not guilty at all. She dared to talk nonsense, and didn't even feel guilty. Even if she left, she would not leave openly. She had used so many small tricks and exploited many loopholes, and treated other people's thoughts as a ball of mud, and threw them away as soon as they were used.

At first I thought the burned corpse was her, but he still didn't want to recall the feeling of being hit by the five thunder. Last time it was a coincidence, he was unable to protect her by his side. This time he had already grasped her firmly, but he found that she was an extremely slippery little fish. No matter how tight or tight she was, she could still get out of her fingers.

"Qin Chuan, even if you go to the ends of the world, you won't even want to escape from my palm." His fingers suddenly tightened, pinching her wrist like iron clamps. She gritted her teeth in pain and shouted repeatedly: "If I don't escape, my bones will be crushed in your palm!"

Fu Jiuyun ignored her pretending, dragged the reluctant little girl forward and walked in from the inn gate openly. Seeing that he was very beautiful, the guys saw that Qin Chuan looked familiar. Seeing Fu Jiuyun's calm face and was a little fierce, he had to smile with saliva: "Master, are you eating or staying?"

He didn't even look at it, and took out a pearl from his arms and threw it at the shopkeeper: "I'll buy the inn for ten days, close the doors and windows, nail them with iron bars, and do not allow them to enter and exit, and don't forget to seal the dog hole."

He looked back at Qin Chuan's white face, smiled sarcastically, and murmured: "Xiao Chuan, let's waste it slowly."

During the time when Qin Chuan was lifted upstairs, he thought of countless ways to escape, but none of them could be useful. This person was taller than her, stronger in body, stronger in ability, and better in nose than dogs. He really wanted to watch her, even if he immediately had ten pairs of wings on his back, he would not fly away.

The hand that clamped her suddenly loosened. She took three steps in a row and finally stabilized her body when she hit the bed. With a bang, the door was hit hard by him and several times was inserted. Her fragile little heart immediately began to jump wildly, looking at him with a dumbfounded look as he walked slowly over while sneering, while still waving off his cloak.

Fu Jiuyun ignored her, opened her purse and reached out to look at her, and said indifferently: "Oh? Is that true? Your travel expenses are quite good, and they are all in this cowhide Qiankun bag."

He took it out, grabbed a half of old clothes, then took out a pack of dry food, and continued to take out - osmanthus head oil, combs, broken silver, various commonly used pills, and a stack of white paper... This fist-sized purse contains countless things, and it cannot be seen at all outside. It is a rare treasure of immortals, so it is named Qiankun Bag.

Finally, he took out the soul lamp.

"You are so brave that you dare to steal a magic weapon like Soul Lamp." He weighed the Soul Lamp, smiling.

Qin Chuan stared at the eyes and pretended to be stupid: "What is the soul lamp? What are you talking about? This is just an ordinary copper lamp, I'm carrying an emergency."

He looked like he suddenly realized and put the soul lamp in his arms: "Since that's the case, let me give it to me. This lamp is simple and I like it very much. I will go back and take the opportunity to buy a better one for you."

Qin Chuan's face changed for a moment, and he quickly smiled with a flattering smile: "That's good... Lord Jiuyun must be dozens of times better than my ragged goods!"

She stood up and walked towards the door, and Fu Jiuyun frowned: "Where to go?"

Qin Chuan turned around and smiled slowly: "I'll go down and ask for some food. Jiuyun, what do you want to eat?"

Fu Jiuyun suddenly felt the murderous aura in front of him, as if there was an invisible beast pounced down at him. Qin Chuan jumped up like a rabbit and said sternly: "Tiger! Bite him!"

A huge tiger suddenly appeared out of thin air, opened its bloody mouth and bit Fu Jiuyun's head mercilessly. Without time to hide, his head tilted, and all the sharp teeth in his mouth bit on the left shoulder. He groaned immediately, and the blood instantly dyed half of his body red.

Qin Chuan's face was as deep as water. He quickly took out the soul lamp from his arms, turned around and pushed the door and left, forcing himself not to turn back.

The door that was opened was suddenly hit by a pair of invisible hands. There was a bit of chill in her ear, and dozens of silver-white cold lights shot on the door, nailing it to death. Fu Jiuyun's voice sounded behind her back, with a hint of gloomy rage: "Qin Chuan, where else do you want to go?"

She turned around suddenly, but saw a silver current in his palm, covering the tiger's head, instantly knocking the extremely powerful spirit beast into a shattered spot of light. Qin Chuan's heart almost stopped, leaning stiffly against the door, without moving.

Fu Jiuyun looked down at half of his blood-stained body, tore open the collar, and two rows of bone-deep teeth marks on his shoulders, blood gushed out like a spring. She really wanted to kill him, cold-blooded and heartless, and merciless. The more he said nothing, the more Qin Chuan felt his breathing was rapid, and his heart seemed to be grabbed by something, and she couldn't breathe.

A sudden flash of eyes was made, her neck was pinned by a hot hand, and she could not choose any resistance. She was passively thrown on the bed by him, hitting the bed with his head, and dizzy. Another weight was on her body, and she opened her eyes in horror. In the rainy Venus in front of her, she could only barely see his cold eyes clearly, getting so close, as if she wanted to chew her raw.

"Little girl, you're looking for death..." Fu Jiuyun showed anger for the first time, and raised his hand as if he wanted to continue pinching her.

Qin Chuan let out a trembling breath, closed his eyes tightly, waiting for the expected severe pain to come. But after waiting for a long time, he neither slapped nor choked his neck. She slowly opened her eyes a crack, but met his almost fanatical gloomy eyes.

I couldn't even find words to describe such a look, as if I had reached the extreme of love, and as if I had reached the extreme of disappointment. It pierced into the softness of her heart more sharply than any words.

How could you be like this?

How can you start?

You really want to kill me?

...

The blood on his body fell on her chest, and the slight sound was so thrilling. Qin Chuan could not bear it, so he closed his eyes again as if he was escaping.

She couldn't answer any of these questions.

In order to get the soul lamp, she is not afraid of any hardship. Whether she kneels down, smiles, or abandons those cute people. Even if - just now, she will show her sharp fangs to all those who reach out to the soul lamp, she will do whatever she wants.

Qin Chuan let out a strange and hoarse smile and whispered: "You want to rape me? Why don't you do it? Is the courage to be eaten by the dog?"

She must have been crazy to stimulate him at this time.

The chest was cold, and his clothes were torn apart like a piece of paper. Qin Chuan felt a sense of extreme fear, but his whole body was stiff because of this fear, and he couldn't even make a sound. There was a severe pain on his shoulder, which was ruthlessly biting, as if he really wanted to eat people.

There was another tearing sound of cloth, and he was tearing her skirt. Qin Chuan was trembling with fear. Finally, a hoarse scream came from his throat, curled up desperately, holding his knees like a life-saving wood on the surging sea, and never letting go if he died.

His violent movements stopped, as if he had been holding on her for a long time. Qin Chuan buried his face tightly in the quilt, trying to cry, but he couldn't cry, so he had to hold his knees tightly like a helpless child, and his naked and delicate shoulders trembled violently.

The weight of her body was lighter, and the cloak fell on her almost naked body. His voice was even colder than Han Bing: "Qin Chuan, your heart is really as strong as a stone, which really makes me feel inferior. If you want to leave, you can leave now and walk naked!"

No matter how good he treats her, he is just a small island where she rests a little. She can leave without nostalgia, and sink it without hesitation. This cruelty, unheard of, makes people fall into the abyss from head to toe. Even if she embraced her countless times, she could not echo in this abyss. If she didn't want to let go, she would be covered with bruises by her thorns. She was a stubborn woman who hurt others and herself.

Fu Jiuyun bent down, picked up the Qiankun bag that fell to the ground with her clothes, put it in his arms, and said coldly: "I will never follow you again, you will go. You will never think about the soul lamp. If you walk like this, you will follow you when you go to the ends of the world."

Qin Chuan gradually stopped trembling, grabbed the cloak with both hands, and curled every part of his body into the cloak. Her voice was also cold and slow: "It's not that your country was destroyed or your family was destroyed, nor that your blood relatives died in battle. What qualifications do you have to obstruct me again and again? Fu Jiuyun, are you in love with me?"

He answered very quickly, without even thinking about it: "Yes."

Qin Chuan gritted his teeth tightly and used all his strength to stop the tears from her life, but she could not stop the frenzy in her heart. Everything that was ignorant in the past became clear at this moment. He treated her gentle and considerately, and said those beautiful words that made her look forward to the extreme because he loved her.

That is not a joke, not a teasing, not a love on a whim. His love is heavy and gentle, moistening things silently.

She had experienced the most beautiful love in the world and experienced the most painful ending in the world. She thought she was already as dead as a dead tree. But the tides in the past could not stop the tide that was now rushing wildly all over her body. She began to tremble again, and she could only put her fingers in her mouth and bite them hard, using the pain to calm herself down and calm down.

But how can she calm down?
To be continued...