From the moment he was poisoned, Miao Zhen felt weak all over.
Before, these Demon Sect disciples just grabbed him and tried to defeat him with their fists. This was the first time they used poisonous powder to deal with Miao Zhen.
Fortunately, Miao Zhen had been traveling around the world for many years and was prepared for these methods. He held his breath in advance and did not inhale too much.
Miao Zhen was carried by Shengshan and ran. Shengshan's Qinggong was as good as flying on the ground.
When Miao Zhen crossed the river with a reed and reached great success, no matter what the terrain was, even if he crossed a stream, he would feel like walking on flat ground.
Shengshan jumped up and down while running, and his speed was very uneven. It falls rapidly intermittently and occasionally soars into the sky.
Perhaps for convenience, Sheng Shan used the princess hug.
Miao Zhen huddled in his arms, originally intending to take advantage of the pursuit to use her internal strength to force out the remaining poison from her body.
But after flying for a while, Miao Zhen silently grabbed the clothes on his chest. He pursed his lips tightly to prevent himself from accidentally spitting it out.
After seventeen years of living, he had this strange feeling for the first time.
It's really strange that I feel like vomiting inexplicably even though I haven't eaten anything bad.
After chasing for two hours, under Xiang Beiyue's deliberate control and Shengshan's secret cooperation, they were forced to the edge of a cliff.
At the foot of the mountain is a rapid stream, and not far down the stream is a dense forest.
This time's destination, the swamp, is hidden in it.
Shengshan was forced to the cliff, and the people of the Demon Sect who were chasing after him also blocked other ways.
Xiang Beiyue, dressed in black, stood at the front with a boning knife in his hand. Two disciples behind him supported the seriously injured Elder Wang.
Seeing that the target was cornered, Xiang Beiyue took out a letter from his arms and read the script written by the sect leader. Then he showed a ferocious smile and said in a low voice: "Shengshan, you betrayed the sect first, and insulted the sect master's wife last. All kinds of crimes are unforgivable. I think of you as a fellow sect, and we have some friendship. You put it Tie up the Madam of the Sect and hand her over, and I can spare your life."
Miao Zhen was still using his energy to force poison at this time. Although he was not poisoned deeply, the poison was extremely overbearing. He roughly calculated that it would take half a cup of tea before he could regain his strength.
After listening to Xiang Beiyue's words, Miao Zhen frowned slightly.
They were very close to the edge of the cliff, and as long as they took a step back, they would fall into the rushing stream.
Since the leader of the Demon Sect wanted to marry him as his wife, he must have asked for him to be captured alive. Xiang Beiyue was probably afraid that he would be defeated, so he thought that Shengshan, who was closest to him, could control him in time to prevent him from jumping off the cliff.
There are chasing soldiers in front of you, and there is a dead end behind you.
The current situation is not good for them. If Shengshan hands him over, Xiang Beiyue will definitely kill Shengshan without hesitation.
Miao Zhen turned to look, and Shengshan raised his head slightly and sneered: "What nonsense are you talking about? You may not be able to snatch someone from me!"
Xiang Beiyue looked him up and down, "Aren't you most afraid of death? Why are you so stubborn now?"
He paused and his eyes fell on Miao Zhen, "Just to protect this monk, we are not trying to kill him, we are just taking him back to get married... Oh, I understand. I really didn't expect the rumors to be true. You like Monk Miao Zhen and don't want him to get along with others."
Miao Zhen, who was secretly practicing his kung fu, couldn't help but turn his head to look at Shengshan after hearing this.
Just now, Shengshan showed his murderous intent, like a bad wolf. At this time, his face was covered with a faint blush, and his exposed ears were even more red.
He seemed to be told the centerpiece and looked a little embarrassed.
Feeling Miao Zhen's gaze, Shengshan suddenly turned his head and looked over.
Around his neck was a small pendant given to him by Miao Zhen. It was worn in a very special position, more like a collar than a necklace.
Follow his movements. The small jade pendant swung back and forth, making Miao Zhen's heart sway.
Like a dog whose tail had been stepped on, Shengshan blushed, cocked his neck and shouted at Xiang Beiyue: "Fuck you!"
Miao Zhen looked at the furious Shengshan quietly.
It's over, Xiang Beiyue really got it right, this kid really likes him.
Friendship deteriorated so quickly that Miao Zhen didn't think of how to deal with it.
Xiang Beiyue, who was opposite, laughed a few times and suddenly said: "You haven't taken the antidote recently, so you must be having a hard time. If you send Monk Miaozhen here, it can be regarded as completing the sect's mission. Make up for it, and I will do it for you." If you don't cooperate, you will be covered in ulcers in less than half a month, and you will be dead in pain. I don't need to tell you."
Miao Zhen obviously saw the person in front of him trembling. He saw the blush on Shengshan's face fade away instantly, and even his wheat-colored skin turned pale.
Thinking of Shengshan's previous poisonous attacks, Miao Zhen felt a pang of distress.
Although it was only after he came into contact with Sheng Shan that he was targeted by the master of the Demon Sect. But Miao Zhen never blamed Sheng Shan in his heart. He was just a victim, and Miao Zhen knew very well who the culprit was.
When he first made up his mind to help Shengshan, he didn't expect that the power behind him would be so huge. Miao Zhen alone could not fight against the Demon Sect, and he did not want to involve the Shaolin Temple because of his temporary kindness.
If you want to save Shengshan, there are only two ways to go.
Shengshan's trembling but firm voice came to his ears, "Master Miaozhen treats me with great kindness. He ended up in this situation just to save me. Even if I, Shengshan, die today, I will not let you take him away." Walk!"
Before Xiang Beiyue could speak, Elder Wang behind him shook off the two disciples who were supporting him, panting heavily and staring straight at Miao Zhen.
Sensing his gaze, Sheng Shan moved a step and blocked Miao Zhen tightly.
Elder Wang looked away regretfully: "Why are you so nervous? We are not trying to kill him. We are asking him to go back and be the wife of the sect master of the No. 1 sect in the world. When the time comes, he will be favored by the sect master and he will enjoy endless glory and wealth. , is not much better than being a monk."
Miao Zhen, who had been silent, raised his hand and gently pushed Shengshan away.
He clutched the rosary tightly, took a deep breath and whispered softly: "No need to say more, the young monk is willing to go back with you. But the young monk has one request. Hand over the antidote now to cure the poison in his body."
Shengshan's fist clenched loudly. He pressed Miao Zhen's shoulders and growled: "The Demon Sect Master is going to do that to you. Do you know what it means?"
Miao Zhen had a gentle smile on his face, "I understand, little monk."
Not only did he understand, but he knew a lot more. He knows countless theories. In just these few seconds, several things that he might encounter appeared in Miao Zhen's mind.
He sighed slightly melancholy.
It's better to commit suicide. It's better to go to hell than to be humiliated in every way.
Shengshan lowered his eyes to look at him. His eyes, which used to look silly in the past, were unusually deep now.
His pupils are very dark, and the black eyes are larger than ordinary people. Miao Zhen saw her own reflection in his eyes, the pain and love that he had no time to hide.
I thought that Shengshan couldn't deliver the one he loved to others with his own hands.
Miao Zhen felt that the love between his children could be put aside first, and the top priority was to get the antidote for Shengshan. Otherwise, Shengshan would be buried in a month.
Urging Xiang Beiyue, Shengshan pursed his lips and hugged Miao Zhen hard, with an imperceptible cry in his voice.
"I don't need you to sacrifice yourself to save me, we have nothing to do with each other. I don't like you, and I have been trying to assassinate you for so many days. I am just a white-eyed wolf, you don't have to be so kind!"
Miao Zhen discovered that Shengshan couldn't lie either. He said he didn't care, but his eyes were red as if he was about to cry at any time.
Miao Zhen had no special feelings for Shengshan. Although they were similar in age, in Miao Zhen's eyes, Shengshan was just a childish child.
Miao Zhen sympathized with him and pitied him, but she didn't love him.
Even if someone else was standing behind him today and faced this situation, Miao Zhen would trade himself for the antidote.
Seeing Sheng Shan's appearance, it was useless to try to comfort him softly.
Miao Zhen put away his smile and looked directly into Shengshan's eyes, "The young monk is not specifically here to save you. Just now, the young monk thought about it and felt that it might be a good choice to go back to the Demon Sect with them. Although Shaolin is popular, it is very particular. Qing Xiuxian. The young monk has been in Shaolin for more than ten years and has not saved much. He will not be prosperous and wealthy in this life. If he doesn't go back with them, he can enjoy a few years of happiness. "
His voice was not too soft, and the laughter of the Demon Sect people could be heard behind him.
Xiang Beiyue and Elder Wang also shouted, each one calling the sect master's wife, which made Miao Zhen's chest feel tight.
He tried to raise the corners of his mouth to look more relaxed.
It was to make Shengshan feel at ease, and also to suppress the sadness in his heart.
Miao Zhen had been to a brothel and also entered the Nanfeng Pavilion, and had seen many miserable people who were forced to live in the land of smoke and willows.
He lived frugally and wanted to help these people redeem themselves, but he never thought that one day he would be in that situation.
Miao Zhen couldn't lie, he thought he was pretending to be so, but Shengshan still saw that he didn't mean what he said.
Miao Zhen's white fingers kept fiddling with the beads, making a soft clicking sound.
Shengshan stretched out his hand to hold it, but his hands were already cold.
He raised his head and glanced at the people of the Demon Sect who were approaching more and more, and then looked at the monk in front of him.
A trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he shouted to Xiang Beiyue: "I don't need your antidote, get away, you guys are in the way!"
After saying that, he suddenly pressed Miao Zhen's neck, lowered his head and kissed his lips heavily.
The kiss came extremely suddenly and extremely fiercely.
Miao Zhen only felt a sharp pain coming from his lips, and blood flowed down his lips. It slowly flowed down his chin and dripped onto the rosary beads in his hand.
The blood drops quickly fell to the ground, but left an undetectable red mark on the originally bright Buddhist beads.
Shengshan didn't stay too long, and the kiss was broken up immediately.
Miao Zhen's eyes widened in shock. He saw Shengshan take a step back, gave himself a bright smile, and said in a bitter voice: "I'm sorry Miao Zhen, I fell in love with you even though I knew you were a monk, and I made it difficult for you. This I was the one who caused you trouble in this life, but I won't do it in the next life. I will stay away from you. You are a good person, and you should have a wonderful life. You are so good at Qinggong. Go away quickly and don't let them ruin it. you."
It's still too late to leave now, don't let me completely ruin you.
He took one last deep look at Miao Zhen and then fell back.
The moment he fell off the cliff, Shengshan heard a series of beeps from the system.
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Determination flashed in Shengshan's eyes. He looked up and saw the monk leaping off the cliff. Like a moth to a flame, you plunge into the rushing river and fall with him into the abyss of desire.