The Merman Palace, the fragmentary fragments that flashed in my mind in the past, is she really Mo Cong, the concubine of the Dragon King
She has been heartbroken to Shisu.
What the hell is this? In the previous life, she robbed Shisu's happiness, and in this life, she took away the happiness of her reincarnation again.
Cut in half... So will there be the current retribution? Zhu Qi curled up on the ground, and for a moment, all thoughts turned ashes.
A voice sounded coldly, "Aqi, get up."
"Liu Jing, you're back." Zhu Qi smiled, his body still motionless.
Liu Jing stared at Su Jing coldly, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and suddenly, he reached out and raised his hand. Zhu Qi felt a light flashing before his eyes, and all the images in the retrospective mirror disappeared.
"What are you doing?" Zhu Qi was shocked.
Liu Jing glanced at her, and suddenly sat down on the ground, "Looking sad, what does it seem like!"
"Liu Jing, I don't want to talk, don't make me quarrel."
"Oh, let's learn from others to play melancholy. Anyway, Qi, let me lean on you." Liu Jing patted his leg.
Zhu Qi was stunned for a moment, his face was tense, and he was still able to run out of a smile. He seldom saw a scene like this. Of course, she didn't meet him many times, but she was very familiar. Because it's also... her little wolf.
His eyes were warm and wet, and he hurriedly said, "A wisp of soul has no weight. If you are pressed to death, you won't be hurt or itchy, it's not fun."
Liu Jing Wen Yan stared at her for a while, then said lightly, "Wait for me."
Zhu Qi was slightly surprised that he had already turned into the inner room.
After a while, there was the sound of heavy objects being dragged along in the inner room.
Zhu Qi became more and more strange. Looking at it, Liu Jing was walking out from the inside, holding a large sack of sackcloth in his hand.
He dragged the thing out slowly.
The things inside, the shape... Weird, Zhu Qi couldn't help shuddering, "What's inside you, it looks like a person."
"Yes, it's a person. No, it's a corpse." Putting the bag on the ground, Liu Jing leaned over to untie the knot at the mouth of the bag.
Zhu Qi froze, and there were few people in the world who could say the words "it's a corpse" like "it's a watermelon" and "it's a radish".
Liu Jing turned around and glanced at her, "What are you doing so afraid of, it's not like you haven't died."
"I decided to keep silent and I went in."
Zhu Qi had a black line on his face. If the corpse was clean, it would be fine. She didn't want to see the flesh covered with blood.
"No." Liu Jingjun's face sank, his hand tugged at the bag, and a woman's body suddenly plunged into Zhu Qi's line of sight.
The unpredictable head-on fear was nowhere near as dumb as she saw that face.
She opened her eyes wide, looked at the corpse on the ground, and then at the flowing scene, trembling one after another, "Didn't you say that she was hacked to death? This corpse should also be burned, why... why is it here?"
The one on the ground, no, that one, with long hair and shawl, that facial features, that figure, is exactly Zhu Qi—she herself!
"You take care of me!" Liu Jing raised his eyebrows, Zhu Qizheng was full of doubts, the man's tall body suddenly stood in front of her, and suddenly reached out his hand behind her.
Before she even had time to speak, a forceful blow had already hit her, she screamed, her body volleyed into the air, and just after closing her eyes, she fell violently.
There was no pain, his heart and liver were still shaking, his body tightened, and he was hugged into his arms.
She was stunned for a long time before she regained her senses. She passively rested on her broad and warm chest and looked at the man with her eyes fixed.
She raised her hands tremblingly and held them in front of her eyes. She looked at it for a long time in disbelief before she could believe that she had indeed returned to her body.
She yelled and laughed, hugging Liu Jing.
Solid arms wrapped around her waist, and big hands stroked her hair.
She was slightly shocked by the action that was not as warm as Liu Jing, and laughed and scolded: "you lied to me! My body is still fine! It's just that I gave you such a mess just now, and you can't drag it down. You can't use a princess-style horizontal hug, and at least you can carry it on your shoulders. I'll check it later, and if it's damaged anywhere, I'll see if I don't kill you."
"I don't have the strength to pick you up." His faint voice came from her laughing and scolding, and Zhu Qi snorted slightly.
Behind him, Liu Jing stared blankly at the woman's back, with a dazzling drop of ruddy on her clothes.
He let go of her hair, patted her back, and wiped away the filth from her clothes. Finally, he gently wiped the corners of his blood-red mouth.
"You're a goblin, how can a goblin have no strength? Liu Jing, turn into a wolf and hug me." Zhu Qi turned around, leaned lazily in his arms, and said with a smile.
Liu Jing glanced at her, but said nothing.
Zhu Qi went to lick his itch, Liu Jing frowned, flipped a big palm, wrapped her restless hand, and scolded: "Don't move, I'm a man."
Zhu Qi's face was hot, and he didn't dare to be presumptuous any more. He moved and wanted to move away from him quietly, but Liu Jing gave her a blank look, "You have weight now, I can feel pain and itch."
Zhu Qi was stunned. She was just joking, but she didn't expect him to take it seriously, but if it weren't for this unintentional remark, he would still hide her body.
"Liu Jing, why did you hide my body?"
Liu Jing didn't say anything, he flattened Zhu Qi's body and put her on his lap before saying, "Cry if you want, don't talk nonsense."
Zhu Qi was stunned, and Liu Jing's voice came faintly above his head, "Do you really think Wen Ruyi is Zisu? She was tricked into thinking she was Zisu, so she is Zisu? She is Zisu, then you who is it?"
"What side concubine Mo Cong! She is that Mo Cong! The Dragon King loves Zisu more than his life. If you want to worry, you might as well worry about whether Long Feili will mistake him."