It's extremely cold at high places.

The higher the place, the colder it is.

If people want to go to higher places, they must be able to endure the cold.

At the end of winter and early spring at the foot of Tianquan Mountain, peach and willow trees have appeared, but on the mountain, plum blossoms are still in full bloom. Last night, there was a heavy snowfall in the capital.

Winter is not over yet.

Whose winter?

…

The next day, early morning.

Early in the morning, Su Qing had washed and dressed neatly under the service of that girl Mei'er. She was really a gentle, lovely and caring girl. She always had a pretty and charming smile, her hands were as soft as cotton, and she even helped him.

She combed his hair, helped him get dressed, and even more carefully and gently carried him to the wheelchair and put him on a soft fox fur blanket.

Then she pushed Su Qing out of the red building and came to the ivory tower whose fourth floor was guarded like white jade.

There, Yang Wuxie was already waiting, took the wheelchair, and pushed Su Qing into the tower.

As for Mei'er, she was still smiling, still smiling charmingly, squinting her eyes as she looked at Su Qing who had entered the tower, then turned around and left lightly.

"Cough cough cough——"

Before Su Qing entered the tower or saw the person, he heard a cough, a violent and rapid cough. He had never heard of anyone coughing so badly. Li Xunhuan finally stopped coughing.

, but this person's cough seemed to be endless and endless, as if he had almost spit out his lungs. Moreover, his voice was vague, as if there was something blocked in his throat. He was hoarse and hoarse, and sounded like an evil ghost.

's howl.

After he entered the tower and climbed up, he saw that what was blocked was a red and black blood clot, which was spit into the spittoon. In this way, the coughing man on the bed suddenly became stiff and stiff.

He collapsed heavily and collapsed on the bed, as if he had turned into a puddle of mud. He would twitch and twitch from time to time, and his thin chest was still rising and falling.

Su Qing had already seen that person.

There were only four people in the room, Yang Wuxie, him, the person on the bed, and the person serving beside the bed.

"You came!"

The man on the floor was hugging a jasper pillow, slowly turning his head and looking at Su Qing, his voice was sickly and weak, as if there was no trace of energy.

Su Qing looked at this person, maybe he was no longer a human being, because this person had long lost his appearance and was also sick.

He is like an old man who has run out of energy and energy. Most of the hair on his head has fallen off due to the continuous use of medicine and stone soup day and night, and has become sparse and shallow. His skinny cheeks are deeply shrunken.

It turned out that he could no longer eat and could only eat liquid food. There was a cloud of black air like ink between his brows, and the sunken eye sockets seemed to be bottomless, except for a pair of eyeballs, which were spinning and gray.

Just like a persimmon that has been exposed to the sun for ten and a half days, it seems that there is no flesh and blood under the skin, and it looks like a skeleton covered in human skin.

And his hands holding the jade pillow were like dry firewood in the desert, feeling that they would break if he exerted even the slightest force.

However, if Su Qing remembers correctly, the man in front of him seemed to be in his early thirties, and he was really ill. He looked so inhuman, and it was already a torture that was worse than death, let alone still alive.

This person is none other than the leader of Jinfeng Xiaoyu Tower, Chief Laobangzi, Hong Xiandao, Su Mengzhen.

This is his winter.

The wheelchair has stopped.

Su Qing looked at this man and suddenly smiled softly. He actually still had the heart to laugh and was able to laugh. He said: "I thought I was already miserable enough, but it seems that you are even worse than me!

"

The atmosphere in the room suddenly turned cold. Even Yang Wuxie, a gentle and elegant man, had a hint of coldness between his brows.

But Su Mengzhen also laughed.

When he smiled, the coldness in the room suddenly disappeared again.

"Yeah, it's really miserable for us two!"

His face was simply too ugly, and his smile was even uglier than crying.

"Is there anything you want to do?"

he asks.

"If there is anything you want to do, I can satisfy you, power, women, money!"

Su Qing sat in the wheelchair, thought about it, and said with a smile: "Can I be a dandy? The kind of person who can spend money and have fun without having to do anything, don't have to worry about it, and doesn't have to think about it, and he can still be a domineering person.

Blessing people!"

When Su Mengzhen heard his words, she moved her faint eyes and said faintly: "This is a bit difficult, because from the moment you went up the mountain, many people in this capital have been staring at you.

As long as you do one thing wrong, the price may be your life. However, the country of Jinfeng Xiaoyu Tower was built by someone named Su, and your status qualifies you to enjoy or even squander it. This is what you deserve.

, I promise you!”

"Also, let me give you another position. After all, you need to have a certain status to be dominant!"

Su Qing accepted it calmly. "Okay!"

Su Mengzhen's pair of faint pupils suddenly seemed to light up, like two will-o'-the-wisps. He said, "Have you decided on the position you want?"

Su Qing said: "I have always had a question?"

Su Mengzhen took a hard breath.

"You ask!"

Su Qing thought for a while and said softly: "Why is there only a lobby master in six and a half minutes of the hall? How come there is no Jinfeng Xiaoyu Tower?"

Su Mengzhen's eyes brightened even more. He seemed to be examining Su Qing, looking back and forth over his body, as if trying to spot a flower. Then, he took a deep breath,

He pondered for a moment. "I understand. From now on, you will be the lobby master of Jinfeng Xiaoyu Building!"

"This is Dr. Shu. Let him look at your feet. Maybe there is some treatment. If one of us can stand up, it will be a good thing after all!"

After he finished speaking, he turned his head as if he was very tired. He was so tired that he almost fell asleep and closed his eyes.

The middle-aged man who had been standing next to the soft couch cupped his hands in front of Su Qing and said with a kind smile: "I have met the lobby master!"

Su Qing smiled softly and allowed Dr. Shu to look at her feet, but Dr. Shu quickly shook his head and sighed. "The feet of the lobby master, the muscles and bones are all broken, they are like trees without roots, and the flesh and blood are

Most of them have dried up and become necrotic, making it difficult to reconnect them. I’m sorry that I can’t do anything!”

Su Mengzhen didn't speak, he seemed to be asleep.

See the situation.

Yang Wuxie then carefully pushed Su Qing, who had put on her shoes and socks, to retreat.

But just after Su Qing exited.

On the soft couch, those faint pupils opened again.

Su Mengzhen asked tiredly: "How is it?"

Doctor Shu stood aside. "It is indeed broken and it is difficult to reconnect!"

Su Mengzhen smiled bitterly: "I should have known!"

"but--"

"But what?"

But Dr. Shu suddenly changed the subject, and Su Mengzhen quickly took over, his voice changing slightly.

I heard Dr. Shu whisper in a low voice: "Ordinary people can't see it easily, but according to my many years of experience, the legs and feet of the lobby master are not simply disabled, but are treated with a powerful and incompetent way."

The force of the horse's palm shattered it and crushed it. The higher it went up, the bigger the bone fragments became. It was obvious that the injury started from the sole of the foot. Such a tragic injury should have been caused by a fight, and—"

After Su Mengzhen heard what he said, he calmly accepted his words. "Moreover, that person's skill should be much higher than him, but he is still alive, which means that the other person must be dead!"

"

When he said this, his tone paused, and then he smiled.

"It seems that my cousin is not simple!"

…

And inside the Red Mansion.

Now there are actually two people talking about Su Qing, and they are also talking about his legs and feet.

One of them is naturally Mei'er, and the other is a man in white with a handsome and cold face, a sharp outline, and fair complexion. This man stands in the wind, looking at the sky with his hands behind his hands. He has a tall and tall body and handsome facial features.

He has extremely thin eyebrows and thin lips, but when he raises his eyebrows, they are like flying blades, giving people a chilling and sharp look.

"how?"

he asked calmly.

Mei'er smiled and said: "I have already seen it and pinched it. His feet seem to have no bones. There is no difference whether they have bones or not. Haha, he is just a cripple. You, the deputy, are also needed."

The host of the building comes to meet you in person?"

Deputy landlord?

Everyone knows that now there is only one deputy landlord in the entire Jinfeng Xiaoyu Building, Bai Choufei.

The person in front of him was none other than Bai Choufei. He sneered:

"Crippled? As long as his surname is Su, it's enough for me to come and see him in person. What's more, I heard that this man is a blood relative of Su Mengzhen, so I have to come and see him."

At this time, Meier was already walking towards the ivory tower like a gust of wind.

Because Su Qing had already come out, and Bai Choufei had also seen the man in the wheelchair.
Chapter completed!