Volume 10 Seven Weapons: Angry Pony Chapter 295 Falling Flowers
Xiaolin hugged her knees and lowered her head deeply between her thighs. Because her acupoints were pressed, she couldn't move at all. She looked so cold and terrified that she was pitiful.
At this moment, she said with tears in her eyes: "Su Weiyun, you...you come over and hug me, okay?"
Su Weiyun was stunned for a moment and said, "This...are you really cold?"
There were indeed no extra quilts in the wooden house. Originally, those who lived here were masters of internal energy. They normally circulated their internal energy throughout their body, so they were naturally not afraid of the cold and did not need thick quilts.
Xiao Lin added: "I am afraid of the cold... and I am afraid that I will not be able to hold on this time and resist the temptation."
Su Weiyun felt that Xiaolin was a little strange today, but she still walked over and gently stroked her back with both hands.
"Don't be afraid, this will all pass soon. Grass addiction won't haunt a person forever, as long as you have confidence and determination!"
Xiaolin uttered a low "hmm".
"You...can you untie my acupuncture points? I can't run away anyway."
Su Weiyun naturally had to satisfy this request. When a person is in pain, if he can't move at all and can't do anything, it will increase his pain.
Ding, ding.
The acupuncture points have been unblocked.
Xiaolin released her arms from around her knees, raised her hands, and slowly hooked them around Su Weiyun's neck.
"you……"
Just as Su Weiyun was about to speak, Xiaolin gently placed her chin on his shoulder again.
He could feel Xiaolin's slightly warm breath against his ear.
"Su Weiyun, I have a feeling this will be my last weed addiction attack."
Xiaolin spoke into Su Weiyun's ear with her face flushed, unaware of it.
Su Weiyun replied reluctantly: "That's good, this is a very good thing."
Xiao Lin continued quietly, "But this time my feelings seem to be stronger and more unbearable, and I am so cold."
Su Weiyun was surprised and asked, "How could this happen? Logically speaking, the addiction should be getting less severe."
Xiao Lin said: "I'm really afraid that I won't make it this time. I'm afraid I'll freeze to death!"
Su Weiyun said: "No, I'm here."
Xiaolin suddenly loosened her arms, stood up, and said, "Yes, fortunately you are here."
She actually shook her body lightly and stretched out her arms, and the white quilt immediately slid down her body.
Her snow-like skin, whiter than the quilt, was revealed.
Her body hidden in the quilt was completely naked.
"Xiao Lin, cover it up quickly! Otherwise..."
Xiaolin interrupted Su Weiyun, trembling slightly, her skin suddenly flushed, and she said, "I am in pain, but I thought of a very good way to relieve the pain."
Su Weiyun felt uneasy and asked, "What method?"
Xiao Lin smiled strangely and said gently: "You must know, you must know. Only you can do this with me."
At this point, it was impossible for Su Weiyun not to understand what she was talking about.
But he never thought that he would use this kind of joy to distract her from the pain brought by her "weed addiction".
"No, I'm just taking advantage of someone's misfortune..."
Xiao Lin added: "But if I don't do it, I will probably go crazy from the pain of addiction."
"Please, since we know each other, help me this time, okay?"
Xiao Lin begged again and knelt down again. Her knees were slightly red, just like her beautiful face.
What was different from before was that this time she was kneeling on the bed, kneeling under Su Weiyun.
"I……"
Before Su Weiyun could say anything, her mouth was bitten by another pair of hot lips and teeth, and the tongue was like a carp, lingering endlessly.
They both fell on the bed.
The small door of the wooden house was suddenly closed.
The cold wind howled and blew violently outside the door.
The top of the mountain was silent, petals were falling and flying in the air, and there was no one there.
…
September 27th, cloudy.
Xiaolin recovered as expected, the poison she was infected with was not serious to begin with.
She hadn't had a craving for at least three days.
As long as she could remember at all times the torture that the hemp had brought her, and never touch this poisonous weed again, she would be free.
"Am I free from now on?"
I don’t know if it’s because of what happened that evening, but Xiaolin always looks at Su Weiyun with an awkward look in her eyes.
It is as if it is already autumn, but the delicate spring flowers are still in bloom.
Xiao Lin murmured to herself: "Am I really free?"
Su Weiyun smiled and said, "Of course you are really free. Don't you feel it yet?"
Xiao Lin said: "But freedom also has a price. If a person wants freedom, he always has to lose something."
Su Weiyun said solemnly: "You must remember that you have not lost anything. You have not lost the crazy pleasure of eating grass, but you have no longer eaten the kind of honey poison that makes people unable to stop."
Xiao Lin looked at Su Weiyun with a very complicated expression, and finally said: "Actually...actually, that's not what I meant."
Su Weiyun was stunned for a moment, then seemed to understand something and went back to the house in embarrassment.
The next day, early morning.
When Su Weiyun came to help Xiaolin deliver food, she found that her room was empty and everyone had left.
There was only a letter left at the bedside.
Su Weiyun, please forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye.
I showed my kindness to you at Ehugang, but I was lying to you at that time. I just wanted to use you to get the "Peacock Feather".
This is not the only time I have lied to you.
Just a few evenings ago, I lied to you. I had long since gotten rid of my addiction to weed, but I still wanted to enjoy the feeling of being cared for selflessly.
That feels so good.
Maybe you are right, freedom comes at a price.
Please forgive my deception.
You are a good man. Goodbye.
class="right">Xiao Lin
After reading the letter, Su Weiyun's expression changed several times.
Finally, he shook his palm, and with the surge of his internal force, he broke the piece of white paper with beautiful small characters on it into several pieces, and threw it down the mountain.
Su Weiyun stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the vast wilderness, the wind blowing his clothes.
The mountains are far away and the beauty is nowhere to be seen.
The flowers are falling. I am alone.
At this moment, an indescribable feeling surged into his heart and lingered for a long time. It included a feeling of loneliness and desolation, but also a sense of naturalness and reality.
Wow!
A gust of wind blew, the flowers flew up and then fell, dancing out the eternity on the top of the mountain in just a moment.
White clouds rise and fall, flowers bloom and fade, and the wind blows and stops. These are the most common things in the world.
It is difficult for people to understand eternity, but they are sinking into various addictions, not hesitating to sacrifice their lives just to exchange for that momentary pleasure.
In the eyes of heaven, would it be so lamentable and pathetic?
Su Weiyun seemed to have grasped some inspiration, but also seemed to understand nothing.
"call."
Su Weiyun's internal energy flowed through his body, and he exhaled a long breath of turbid air, sighing: "It seems that it is not easy to break through the method of withering and flourishing. But fortunately, I have made another step forward."
His meridians were filled with internal energy, and the internal energy that had been dying out before had come back to life, bringing him much closer to achieving mastery of his magical powers.
Su Weiyun savored it and was about to turn around, but saw two people walking side by side down the mountain.
One of them was Liu Changjie . He walked very fast as if there was wind, and quickly climbed to the top of the mountain from far away.
The other person looked ordinary and normal, but he could keep up with Liu Changjie's steps steadily.
