Gentleness is an indescribable feeling.
Like a stream of water coming to the dry heart, slowly immersing in the cracks and cracks, gradually filling all the deep or shallow crevices.
For the first time, Pei Ji felt so clearly that she was still alive.
For the first time, I was extremely fortunate to be alive.
Ning Ning moved closer, his fingertips pulled back his scattered black hair, revealing his pale and thin neck.
Pei Ji didn't know her next move, but she was willing to let her be at the mercy of her. She couldn't see much emotion in her eyes, and her pupils were dark, like a beast that was slaughtered by the neck in front of a hunter. She quietly hid her edge, raised her head and said nothing.
"I... I asked Senior Brother later about the method of spiritual healing."
Ning Ning lowered his head, and his right hand landed on the side of his neck, touching the smooth neck bone through a thin layer of flesh.
Immediately afterwards, the fingertips slowly moved forward, stroking an old scar just below the Adam's apple.
Pei Ji swallowed subconsciously, her Adam's apple fell uncontrollably, and just slipped past where her fingers were, short and abrupt.
An aura spread from his throat, like a gentle breeze spreading leisurely between blood and skin.
The unhealed wound under the clothes was scorching hot, and the breath was fresh and cool, like a spring rain moistening things, making the pain gradually disappear, and every drop of restless blood was silent.
Ning Ning's strength was much lighter than before in the cave, and his spiritual power gradually increased gradually, just like the waves of floating flowers on the beach.
—It was also like her cold fingertips passed through every corner of his body in turn, causing an involuntary trembling.
Pei Ji's ears were warmed by this thought, and she avoided her sight: "You don't need to waste your spiritual power if your injury is not healed."
Ning Ning did not stop.
Like the spiritual power overflowing on him, her fingers also lifted up at the same time, stroking the scar lightly.
The scar had already scabbed over and was painless to the touch.
Or the residual pain is thin and weak, like an uncontrollable itching.
He heard Ning Ning call his name.
Pei Ji.
So he hurriedly raised his eyes and saw Ning Ning bow his head awkwardly.
The girl's lips didn't fall on her lips or cheeks, but Pei Ji held her breath at that moment, and her curled knuckles turned cold white from too much force.
— She leaned over, her fluffy and soft black hair pressed against his chin, and her lips fell on the scar, without much effort, she seemed to sip it lightly.
Because of this movement, the spiritual power that enveloped the whole body suddenly swayed, as if a breeze was passing by, causing ripples in the lake to churn wantonly.
Pei Ji had never experienced such a feeling, and immediately called her in a hoarse voice: "Ningning."
As soon as he spoke, the Adam's apple suddenly fell again and passed over her lips.
That's a very wonderful touch.
Ning Ning's body was already tense, but the sudden ups and downs hit her lips, and her back froze instantly.
It was the first time that she took the initiative to get close to a boy like this. She seemed to be calm, but she was so nervous that she didn't dare to make extra expressions.
Since Pei Ji is uncomfortable, words like this should make him feel more comfortable, right? Would he like such an intimate gesture? Although she kissed her, what should she do next, raise her head or continue
Continuing is equivalent to going all the way down to other places other than the neck, but the picture is too restrictive, she blushes even thinking about it, and she doesn't have the courage to do it at all.
But if she raises her head at such a time and makes her face to face with Pei Ji, once it hits his eyes...
no.
Ning Ning thought, she would definitely blush to the point of exploding. Pei Ji's eyes can kill people. She almost forgot to breathe when he looked at her lightly before.
She completely obeyed her original intention when she kissed him, thinking of kissing him so that Pei Ji knew that she was not alone and no one cared.
At this moment, the impulse has faded, and the rationality has surfaced a little bit, and it is inevitable to feel ashamed. Ning Ning thought seriously: In the TV series, what will the hero and heroine do next
It seems that the camera is dark, the scene is changed, the hibiscus tent is warm, and every night is spring—
Bah, stop it!
She was inexperienced, and really didn't know what to do. When her lips were suddenly scratched by her Adam's apple, her eyes moved up quietly.
Pei Ji's breathing became heavier and heavier in his ears.
In front of him is the slender and white neck of the young man, and the raised bone has a beautiful arc, trembling gently in the shadow.
Ning Ning was in a panic, her head was slightly raised, she pressed her lips against it, and felt a panicked vibration.
The neck is a very sensitive area.
The warm breath, the inadvertent tugging of the hair and the numbness from the wound mixed together, Pei Ji took a low breath and made a trembling sound.
To die.
Ning Ning's heart softened when she heard this voice, and she spoke nervously and cautiously: "This way... will it be better?"
There was chaos in his mind, but she asked such a question seriously, paused, and then whispered: "In the future, you must remember to heal your wounds."
Her mind and body were soft, and Pei Ji didn't even have the strength to "um".
-Actually, "healing" is completely useless to him. Since there are so many old scars crisscrossing his body, adding one or two new injuries doesn't seem to be a big deal.
He had given up on himself many times and thought that if one day this broken body could no longer hold up, when he closed his eyes, it might be a relief.
"If I see you in pain, I won't be happy either."
When Ning Ning spoke, the air he spit out was very close to his skin.
She thought about it for a while, as if she was organizing language, and at the end she continued to say: "I like Pei Ji, so... you don't hate him, okay?"
Too gentle.
A shy seed sprouted quietly in the bottom of my heart, and a soft new green finally appeared in the once barren and barren world.
The water flow from her slowly passed through its thin leaves and rhizomes, wrapping it little by little, and penetrating it little by little.
Pei Ji couldn't express her feelings, she only felt that when the girl's lips were gently pressed down, listening to her say "like", the swirling water waves were ticking, and the new leaves grew rapidly in an instant, swaying and caressing them. His chest, heart beat with great force.
That's why he cares about her so much.
No one can escape from such tenderness, and Pei Ji is willing to sink deeper and deeper, and he is happy.
The teenager rubbed her head with his chin, pressed Ning Ning's waist with his right hand, and pulled her down.
She was slender, and her whole body fell down, just right on his chest.
Pei Ji's palm was much hotter than usual, with a disturbing heat, and pressed her firmly into his arms.
Because their chests were so close to each other, Ning Ning couldn't tell whose heart was beating violently on her chest, but she could only hear heavy thumping sounds, which made her head dazed.
It's a possessive hug.
In the past, countless days and nights have longed to touch, but now Pei Ji finally has her.
But he actually wanted more.
"I know."
Pei Ji's movements are still clumsy, her palms are behind her, she doesn't dare to move, and she doesn't know how to move, she can only rub her chin on the top of the girl's soft head over and over again, greedily enjoying the feeling of holding her in her arms: "... I know ."
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Not long after Ning Ning woke up, other people in the division came to visit in turn.
The first to break into the ward were Lin Xun, Meng Jue and the carefree Zheng Weiqi.
Senior Sister was in a good mood, and was accompanied by a tall and handsome young man.
The young man with white clothes and white hair had a bit of the demeanor of the hero of a fairy tale. Seeing Ning Ning's curious eyes, he said with a warm smile, "Hello, two of you, next is Wei Qi's cousin Qiu Baishuang, who will be the city lord of Luan City in the future. "
"My cousin grew up in Luan City when he was a child, and he just came back from the demon in Nanling the day before yesterday."
Zheng Weiqi explained leisurely: "He presided over the closing ceremony of the Ten Method Conference before."
Ning Ning was stunned: "End the ceremony?"
"You've slept for so long, and the Ten Ways Meeting will naturally be over long ago."
Zheng Weiqi tapped her forehead: "You are too willing! Lingshu Immortal Grass, you actually swallowed it directly—if it wasn't for the elders of Hundred Herbs Hall to rescue you, you might have died."
After she finished speaking, she curled her lips, narrowed her eyes and asked, "Aren't you curious about your ranking in the Fa conference?"
To be honest, Ning Ning didn't have much hope for her performance in the Ten Ways Conference.
She exhausted her spiritual power on the 62nd floor and went out of the tower with Pei Ji ahead of time. In terms of the number of demons, she was definitely inferior to the others, but seeing Zheng Weiqi's excited face, she still asked face-to-face, "How much? "
Zheng Weiqi smiled and stretched out an index finger of her right hand.
A "one".
Ning Ning blinked blankly.
"Why are you showing such an expression! Ei Ningning, the first place in the Golden Core Stage!"
Zheng Weiqi jumped up abruptly, more excited than she was: "What level of monster is the Shadow Demon, and what level of monster is the Black Flood Dragon, even if I bump into it, you actually won it all! My junior sister is a genius!"
Ning Ning blushed at her praise, and whispered, "Hei Jiao... I didn't actually contribute."
Zheng Weiqi said righteously: "Senior brother's is yours, yours is yours! As a sword cultivator, the sword is the Taoist companion, and men are all tools!"
She spoke for a while, and once the chatterbox was opened, she couldn't stop: "Wow, when my cousin said that you were the first, and the battle between you and the Shadow Demon was revealed in the mysterious mirror, the entire city lord's mansion was boiling! Handsome! My junior sister is unparalleled in the world!"
Zheng Weiqi's rainbow farts followed suit, Ning Ning was in a trance, and touched the tip of her nose: "Where's Pei Ji?"
There was a brief silence in the room.
Meng Jue and Zheng Weiqi looked at each other inexplicably, a smile appeared on the corners of their lips, and took over for her:
"He is the second place. You use snow to make light in Qiongshan, and you have surpassed all the soldiers. Just the points they earned for you have far surpassed others. In addition to the black flood dragon and the beast tide, in Jindan period Among the disciples, he is one of the best." He turned his eyes as he said, and the smile deepened in his eyes: "It's a pity that Pei Ji insisted on guarding you by the bed, and the first and second places of the Fa conference did not show up."
When Zheng Weiqi heard the words, she couldn't help but answer: "Speaking of the Qiongshan scene, how on earth did you come up with such a unique method? As soon as the sword light came out - wow, my heart is broken! So many young disciples came to me I asked for your messenger address, but I rejected it all."
"I, I also think that the little sister is very powerful."
Lin Xun, who rarely made a sound, blinked at her, her pupils shimmered with sparkles, and said solemnly, "Senior sister's determination to fight to the death for those soldiers... is also very good!"
Ning Ning was thin-skinned and quietly hid behind Pei Ji.
In the plot of the original novel, it should be Pei Ji who won the leader by a far superior advantage.
After the ten method meeting, he was called "Killing God" by many disciples. There is no other reason, but because of the decisiveness in killing. In the secret realm, with the cultivation of Jindan stage, he forcibly jumped the level to eliminate demons many times, and killed one. blood road.
But for her sake, Pei Ji left the Demon Refinement Tower in a hurry before the trial was over.
The current situation is completely different from what it should be, and the system has never issued a warning...
What is the meaning of its existence
Ning Ning couldn't think of a reason, and suddenly heard Zheng Weiqi's voice: "By the way, cousin, you usually see the dragon but not the end, so why do you have time to accompany me to visit my junior sister today?"
Qiu Baishuang pursed her lips and smiled: "I heard that you finally passed the academy exam, so I prepared a surprise specially."
Oh yes.
It was precisely because she passed the literary test that she was able to come to the Ten Method Conference.
It is strange to say that the senior sister has always adhered to the fine tradition of "Ten years of cold windows and two vast, read two sentences, forget three lines" unswervingly.
According to her own words, endorsement is a kind of enjoyment, but she, Zheng Weiqi, is not the kind of person who covets enjoyment, so she never endorses it.
However, that's exactly what happened. She actually got full marks in one of her subjects, and she abruptly raised the total score by a large margin, successfully passing the literary test.
Zheng Weiqi's eyes lit up, she nodded desperately, she was ready to stretch out her hands to wait for the red envelope, but her expression froze in the next moment—
Qiu Baishuang said: "My cousin's article has won full marks, and my brother is overjoyed. He especially obtained it from the elders of the school and brought it to Luan City to share."
Zheng Weiqi's mouth twitched obviously, and the whole portrait was stuck, frozen in place and motionless.
Senior Sister, who has always been fearless, panicked: "Don't, don't! Cousin, don't! After all, it's my personal belongings, so it's not good!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw a golden light in the youth storage bag, revealing a stack of scrolls.
At the same time, He Zhizhou's novel call came from outside the room: "Wow, it's so lively in the room - what baby do you want to share?"
As He Zhizhou probed in, Ning Ning discovered that he, like Pei Ji, was wrapped in gauze, and his left hand was wrapped like a zongzi, so he could role-play a mummy.
Lin Xun explained to her in a low voice, "Senior Brother He was seriously injured in the Demon Refinement Tower, he should have just woken up."
Miserable or they are miserable.
The two vicious villains who sympathize with each other look at each other from a distance, and only cry a thousand times.
Qiu Baishuang has been worrying about her cousin's studies for a long time, but now she has finally come to the rescue, claiming that she wants to leave herself a surprise and pass the test paper to others to read.
So the stack of papers went round and round and fell into the hands of He Zhizhou, who looked the most excited.
"Is it Senior Sister Zheng's essay exam paper?"
He smiled when he saw it, and pretended to read the top topic: "Cough-"Fu Yao Ji Ji."
"exactly."
Qiu Baishuang raised her brows and grinned, revealing the signboard of the same style as Senior Sister Zheng: "I heard that the prescribed essay title is this. There are so many disciples in the Academy, only Weiwei got full marks."
He Zhizhou repeatedly praised, and he could almost put an egg in his mouth. He didn't notice Zheng Weiqi's strange expression at all, and continued to read in the standard broadcast accent.
[The one time I had the deepest impression of subduing the demon was when I met a tree vine Chengjing in the wilderness when I was a child.
The vine monster was several feet long, roaring and running towards me. I ran away like a wild dog running away. When I was approaching despair, I suddenly saw a figure—
OMG! It's my cousin! ]
-cousin!
What a surprise!
Qiu Baishuang was filled with excitement, her eyes were as bright as Ultraman shooting lasers, the corners of her mouth rose wildly, and she continued to listen.
[Cousin, as a fledgling Fu Xiu, actually crawled forward on the ground alone, like a big squirming worm, gradually approaching the vine demon!
It turned out that he racked his brains and finally came up with a clever plan in order to save me from the fire and water:
The eyes of the rattan demon are on the head instead of the feet. As long as they lie on the ground and approach, they will never be seen by it! ]
That illogical "smart plan" is just crazy. Ignore it, and the words "brained" are too scary.
In a sense, Qiu Baishuang is still smiling at this moment.
-Although the curvature of the corners of the mouth is downward.
Lin Xun looked at him with a bit of horror. In Xiao Bailong's worldview, this white-haired cousin has become a worm that twists and turns.
[Following that, the formation was overflowing, and the rattan demon screamed again and again. In the dazzling white light, I saw a figure that was knocked up and rolled and fell in the air. It was my cousin! ]
[Cousin is dead! ]
Hearing the news of his own death, Qiu Baishuang almost didn't come over in one breath, and his eyes widened and he desperately pinched him.
Moments before the suffocation, he suddenly heard another exclamation from He Zhizhou.
["No! Cousin!"
My heart hurts! I roared and ran towards him, but I saw him lying on the ground with his eyes rolled and his eyelids flying up and down like a loach!
Cousin is not dead yet! ]
The cousin in the article switches back and forth between the state of death and life, and Qiu Baishuang in reality is also constantly undergoing quantum fluctuations in the mood of sudden death and ecstasy after the catastrophe.
In order to celebrate Zheng Weiqi's saving his life, Qiu Baishuang breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again.
He decided not to think about it carefully, what is "the eyelids that fly up and down like a loach".
[My cousin's eyes, nose and mouth are spewing blood, and the eyeballs are bulging, almost being squeezed out.
He held my hand with blood and tears, and gasped for breath: "Weiwei, my biggest wish in my life is to see you leave the school in my lifetime... Otherwise, I won't feel at ease as a ghost, and I will definitely go. You Xuanxu Sword Sect are wandering around!"]
Qiu Baishuang had really started to roll his eyes violently, panting frantically.
He Zhizhou is worthy of being a professional, and the last sentence was recited in a gloomy manner by him, with a rather resentful temperament.
Ning Ning couldn't help shivering. If she was the elder of the examination papers, she would have been frightened to the point of chilling her back and cremated the examination papers nearby.
- In the end, this sentence is the focus of the entire article! My cousin is always a tool for scoring in the literary test!
[The rain wets my face, which is as thick as fat, and my tears are crystal clear, falling silently from the bright eyes of the stars, passing the heartbreakingly beautiful cheekbones and fragile and thin lips, and condensed into a little vertical on the ground. fleeting splash.
I clenched my pink fist tightly, and the soft and tender cry spread all over the mountains and plains, and the mournful whirling continued: "Cousin, go at ease, I will definitely pass the academy test!"
"Passed the school test!"
"experimental!"
… ]
Zheng Weiqi is a terrifying woman.
I used to describe my cousin as a big worm that twists and turns, but when I describe myself, I can suddenly use many strange adjectives flexibly, as if I were describing the heroine of a romance novel.
This time, even He Zhizhou was stunned, looking at her "heartbreakingly beautiful cheekbones" in horror.
He hesitated for a while before saying, "Senior Sister Zheng's writing style is indeed different from ordinary people."
Ning Ning looked at Qiu Baishuang's face worriedly, and asked in a low voice, "So... what happened to my cousin in the end?"
She thought that the above content was the limit, and things could never get worse no matter what, but He Zhizhou glanced down and frowned deeply.
Not right, very wrong.
Ning Ning felt bad, and just as he was about to stop it, he saw He Zhizhou slowly open his lips.
[Maybe it was God's blessing that my cousin didn't die, but the round and beautiful head was severely injured, making him a vegetable man who could only lie motionless on the bed.
How high-spirited he used to be, but now he has fallen into eternal sleep. Maybe one day, when I go to see him with the high-scoring exam papers of the school exam, he will be able to open his eyes as he wishes.
Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. My cousin saved thousands of people, so who can give him a chance to live? ]
What an ups and downs of literature.
It's already outrageous enough, and there is a shameless moral kidnapping at the end. No wonder this test paper can get full marks.
He Zhizhou watched happily, his shoulders trembled with laughter:
"Senior Sister Zheng, are you trying to say 'cousin has become a vegetable'? I only mentioned this disease in my hometown to you once, but I didn't expect you to be able to learn and use it, it's amazing!"
Zheng Weiqi turned her back to the sky, and the corners of her trembling mouth drew a slight arc.
Everything around her was so quiet, and at this moment, she became a philosopher full of vicissitudes, not caring about human beings, but only caring about her cousin's iron fist.
Qiu Baishuang's round and beautiful head was motionless, her eyes were sharp, and she stared straight at her.
It wasn't until this moment that he realized that this was not "Fu Yao Ji Ji", but "Save My Vegetative Cousin".
But He Zhizhou couldn't understand the atmosphere, and continued to laugh: "By the way, Senior Sister Zheng, you don't really have a cousin, hahaha! Don't let him see it himself, or you will die!"
He originally used a joking tone, but after speaking, no one responded.
Everyone's expressions were so pitiful, as if he was not reading an article, but announced the news of someone's death in public.
In the mourning silence, He Zhizhou seemed to understand something.
A figure stepped forward, and he heard an unfamiliar male voice, from the white-haired young man he had never seen before: "The immortal Qiu Baishuang is under the wind."
The other party said for a while, and then strengthened his tone, each word, and the sound hit the eardrum: "I am her cousin."
The last two words were bitten very hard.
He Zhizhou looked at him blankly, and then looked at Zheng Weiqi blankly, his mind went blank, and he replied shiveringly: "The Wind Cactus... Bai and Bai are friendly."
Qiu Baishuang held back the blue veins on his forehead, closed his eyes and took a deep breath: "I, surname, Qiu."
"elder brother."
Zheng Weiqi gave up her resistance, like a fish that kept spitting bubbles on the shore, her tears were crystal clear, falling silently from her bright eyes like Xinghe.
She has said that sentence too many times: "Promise me, don't kill the child, okay?"