Chu Yu's eyes were a little blurred, and he couldn't catch him even with trembling, so he just grabbed the table: "Three...no...five days...sixty hours..."

Qin Sheng sighed lightly, smiled, kissed her earlobe, and said gently and silly: "I'm wrong, it's five days, sixty-six hours and three quarters of an hour. Come on, repeat it once."

The gentler his voice became, the more ruthless and harsh her movements became.

Chu Yu's eyes turned red: "Well, five days, sixty-six... another three quarters of an hour."

Qin Sheng was warmly in her ear again, panting and asked in a low voice: "You go out to work, how long will I wait for you every day?"

Chu Yu was almost crying and just grabbed his wrist tightly: "Sheng'er..."

Qin Sheng slowly untied her gloves, and her fingertips slowly passed through her delicate spine. Her soft voice became more and more silenceful, and she asked, "Don't you remember?"

Chu Yu nodded, his whole body was buckled on the table, and he could not turn around. She thought hard and said in a trembling voice: "I remember... four to eight hours."

Qin Sheng chuckled: "But you remember it in your heart?"

Chu Yu bit his lower lip and nodded in tears like pounding garlic: "I remember."

"It's the best to remember, and it's not in vain that I'm so fond of you." Qin Sheng said lightly.

Then he continued to ask slowly: "How many hours did I soak in the water after you fell into the water?"

Chu Yu: "I don't know, you didn't say it-ah!"

She blushed and her face suddenly shrank, and she stuffed her small fist into her mouth with some trembling before she could scream.

Qin Sheng saw her trembling so hard that she could not bear it anymore, so she slowed down her movements and said lightly: "Twelve hours, do you remember?"

Chu Yu trembled slightly, feeling in a daze that he had just soaked until dawn the next day, but he had been soaked in the cold water for twelve hours, just looking for her?

Chu Yu not only felt soft when he heard this, but also wanted to cry.

Then, Qin Sheng really made her cry.

“Woo woo….”

Chu Yu pulled his fist, tears streaming down his eyes, and was fascinated by the emotions. He wanted to see the face of the immortal behind him, but he pressed it down. He could only use his thin arms to work hard to support his upper body.

"Do you know how many people I have used to search for the river surface?"

"I don't know...wuwu..."

"More than four hundred people."

"Do you know how many times I have searched for the river?"

"I don't know...ah!"

"In three days, twenty-seven times."

“Woo woo….”

"Does I know how many days I haven't closed my eyes and how many nights I've been standing by the river?"

"I...I...Woo woo."

"It doesn't matter if you don't remember, count slowly, and count."

"Woooo...one...two...three..."

...

The warmer Qin Sheng's voice became, the more fierce his torture and piercing her, and his hoarse voice was also extremely confusing.

Chu Yu's eyes were swollen and his throat was hoarse. He gently held his body, and he couldn't move and could not curl up in his arms and half fainted and fell asleep.

Before falling asleep, she thought that she finally understood that the more hypocritical she was, the more careful she was!

As she was a little angry, her indignant and annoyed kiss fell on her forehead as his butterfly feathers brushed across it, and it instantly disappeared.

He looked at the bright red figure of Gong Shaochen reflected on the prism, his faint amber eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of thin smoke and mist, and his gentle and coldness were like a bottomless blue abyss, and he could see the ghost beast floating in it.

"You are mine." He lowered his eyes, looked at the person in his arms, and whispered softly, so gentle that it was chilling.

...

Chu Yu felt that she was half asleep and always dreamed that she was rising and falling like a small boat in the sea, almost blown away. Finally, the wind stopped and the rain disappeared, so she could barely leave her whole air.

She opened her eyes in a daze and realized that she was still in the hall, but was placed on a long table with a thick brocade mat under her body and a cushion on her body.

She recognized that the mat was used to mat various weapons and mechanisms before.

Chu Yu was a little stunned. He didn't even see Qin Sheng in the room. He was shocked and a little panicked: "Sheng'er!"

"That brat is locked up by the old man and I go with the dead ghosts in the tomb next to me." An old voice sounded.

Chu Yu was stunned and watched Tang Motian slowly walk out of the room with a hunched over.

His walking posture was a bit difficult, as if he was injured, limping, and a heavy coffin was dragging on his back, moving into the room bit by bit like an ant carrying a leaf.

Chu Yu hesitated for a moment, but still fell to the ground. He tried hard to endure the discomfort between his legs and walked towards Tang Motian, helping him drag the coffin in.

Tang Motian breathed a lot of relief, leaning against the table as if he was exhausted. He wiped the sweat from his head and looked at Chu Yu: "Little girl, aren't you afraid? That kid was locked up by me. The mechanism over there was set up by the ancestor. If he wanted to open it, he would still need time. If you have something to do, he would not be able to save you."

Chu Yu looked at Tang Motian and smiled cleanly: "Do you want to be bad for me? Then hurry up, you can't sleep with Sheng'er for too long."

For some reason, she was so sure.

Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, a slight vibration sounded.

Tang Motian was stunned, then looked at Chu Yu with a complicated expression. He sighed softly: "The younger generation of the Yangtze River pushes the older generation forward, and the new generation replaces the old generation, and the younger generation is terrifying."

Seeing that the old man had no malice, Chu Yu just gently stroked the coffin, his hair was messy, his face was a little hurt, and his expression was listless and lonely.

She felt a little emotional and sighed, but she asked: "I don't know if my senior left me alone, but what do you want to say?"

The old man was silent for a while, rubbed the coffin and said, "Go and take the small box under the portrait of the seventh Tang Sect leader on the right."

When Chu Yu heard this, his heart moved and immediately took an exquisite mahogany carved small box with colorful shells inlaid under the portrait of the seventh Tang Sect leader and handed it over to Tang Motian.

Tang Motian did not take it, and said lightly: "You open it and take a look."

Chu Yu couldn't help but hesitate when he remembered the statement that Tang Sect was full of mechanisms and poisons everywhere, but when he saw Tang Motian seemed to know what she was thinking, he snorted coldly: "If you are afraid, please put it back."

Chu Yu knew that he had a strange temper. She turned her big eyes and decided to take a gamble. But after drinking Qin Sheng's special blood, she could always withstand a wave of poisons?

If it was a hidden weapon, there was no need for Tang Motian to destroy such a big mess. He could attack her now and kill her.

She simply opened the box neatly.

But I saw a small box of exquisite gilded enamel lying inside, which looked like a tribute or a palace-made object.

But Chu Yu had another guess in his heart, and he couldn't help but be surprised: "Is this..."

"That's right, this is the antidote to the soul. The soul is one of the masterpieces of the seventh generation of my Tangjiabao ancestors. It was originally used to instruct and punish traitors and make the other party worse than death." Tang Motian said in a hoarse voice.

It was also me who asked Tang Yujue and his people to go to Prince Lian's tea.

Chu Yu slightly squeezed the box in his hand, feeling a little complicated: "Why do you want to give me the antidote at this time? Are you not Gong Shaochen the one who is all the way?"

Tang Motian slowly stroked the coffin in his hand and snorted: "I have always been at ease in doing things. Now the people in Tangjiabao are almost dead, and there are only so few useless left. Tang Luning's wild cub has been working all his life, and he will never be able to enter the deepest underground palace where the coffin of the ancestors is placed. I have no regrets. If you like it, I will help anyone, what's wrong?"

Chu Yu was stunned: "Tang Luning... Are you talking about the old leader of the Tang Sect?"

Tang Motian smiled sinisterly: "That wild boy is the head of the Tang Sect. All the heads of the Tang Sect need to take over the inheritance ceremony and ceremony. He has planned to seize the position of the leader, but he cannot get my recognition. He is a fake all his life, and he has no chance to pass the five trial levels left by the ancestor of the Tang Sect!"

When Chu Yu heard this, she couldn't help but be stunned. She didn't expect that there were so many things here. Tang Yun's eldest son took away the position of the leader and spent his whole life in the underground palace, just to fully grasp the position of the leader, but in the end she died at the hands of Tang Motian, and she was not the official leader.

Tang Motian laughed very comfortably: "That wild cub wants to enter this secret room all his life, but he can't even get in until he dies. He must have hated me to death, but it's all right. He killed his mother and was killed by his disciples. This is his retribution!"

Chu Yu looked at Tang Motian, but felt that his grim smile was full of desolation.

The man in front of him was very old, very old, with wrinkles on his face, like an old tree, crushing his backbone by time.

"Is it worth it?" Chu Yu asked softly.

Tang Motian smiled and looked at Chu Yu lightly: "You can ask your nephew in fifty years."

Chu Yu was stunned, but saw Tang Motian suddenly looked at her again and chuckled: "You girl, you look thin and have a smart heart, but when you meet those two boys, you are not a good-looking lamp, I'm afraid you'll be more difficult than I used to."

Chu Yu blushed for no reason, touched his nose, and said, "Senior."

Qin Sheng’s shameful things that she sat here cannot cover up.

That look fell into Tang Motian's eyes, and he didn't know what nerves he had touched. His old eyes fell on her red dress, and then a little crazy smile appeared: "Well, I have already given you the antidote to attract souls. I might as well give you something to save you from being bullied in the future. Why is this difficult path for me, but the arrogant boy took you so smoothly, and he always has to teach him that he is not so easy to attack."
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