"Water, hey, I ran out in the evening, and I don't want to pick it up in the middle of the night. I'm planning to go early in the morning. It's not dawn yet, where can my old lady go to find water?" The old woman was woken up and was already the boss Unwilling, when Qi Xue asked for water again, he was even more impatient.
"Then you can tell me where to find water, I'll pick it myself!" Qi Xue was extremely anxious.
"Just at the entrance of the village, there is an old well. Get out from here and go straight to the left!" The old woman pointed.
Qi Xue didn't say much, she took the wooden barrel from the kitchen and ran towards the wellhead.
The old woman closed the door, but still murmured: "I hope these half-monsters don't bring me any disaster!"
And Cheng Feng faintly seemed to have passed out again. Now his complexion is dark, his whole body is hot, as if he is in a stove, and he is extremely uncomfortable.
The wind blew gently, and the oil lamp in the house swayed from side to side. The flickering light made the narrow and gloomy house appear more gloomy.
The wooden door was pushed open again, and a woman walked in lightly. She was dressed in blue clothes, with long black hair hanging down, and she looked unusually beautiful. And who is this beautiful woman who is not Qingmeng
She walked to Chengfeng’s bed and looked at Chengfeng, who was already on the verge of death. For some reason, there was a miserable look on her face. She sighed faintly and said, "If you don’t know me, I too Never met you, then we will not be so painful, nor will we be where we are today."
She took out a porcelain bottle from her arms, and then poured out a white pill from the porcelain bottle. She put the pill into Chengfeng's mouth, but Chengfeng had passed out, how could she swallow the pill.
Qingmengxiu frowned, and said, "Can't you even swallow it?" She hesitated for a moment, then leaned down and squeezed his lips with her hand, and she gently stroked his lips toward his mouth. Li exhales, hoping to force him to take the pills.
The sleeping Chengfeng only felt a gentleness coming from his lips. He smelled the quiet fragrance of orchids, as if he was in a dream. Such a smell, such gentleness, and such familiarity, as if for a long time. A long time ago, in a sea of flowers, there was a person cuddling herself beside her, but who was she, why couldn't she see her face clearly, or because she didn't want to see her face clearly anymore
Finally, with his own help, he swallowed the pill. Qingmeng stood up and watched the pill glow with a scorching light in his body. It seemed that the elixir to purify the poisonous barrier had worked, and the poisonous gas in Chengfeng's body began to work. Forced out, finally dissipated. And Cheng Feng's face also returned to its original state, but the injury of the Demon Slashing Sword was probably powerless.
Qingmeng stretched out his hand to stroke the wound on his chest, and whispered: "It's so pitiful, it must be painful to hold on for so long. If I pierce a bit deeper, maybe I can relieve your pain, but I still haven't been cruel. To do it, it turns out that I am as vulnerable as it was hundreds of years ago. I would rather freeze you forever than kill you, but what can be done? Blue fool, she said she would believe You, is my feelings for you not as deep as hers for you? Or is it because I am too cruel."