"Young Master Xie is injured," Feng Yaoqin said softly, "It's better not to suffer the cold wind outside, and hurry into the house."
Xie Wuyan didn't answer immediately, just lowered his eyes and looked at his hands with a lonely expression. After a long time, he let out a self-deprecating laugh and clenched his hands tightly: "Ji Feichen originally asked me to help you, but I didn't expect it to become a burden now."
"It's not your fault."
Women's hearts are soft, and when they see the rumors, there is a bit of pity in their tone.
She stretched out her hand and put her hand on Xie Wuyan's arm, as if to discourage him from blaming himself: "Young Master Xie is willing to save us from fire and water at the cost of causing old injuries. Feng Yaoqing has already admired her, so why bother?"
Xie Wuyan turned his head.
The two looked at each other.
The moonlight is just right, the environment is just right, and the atmosphere is just right.
Only Shen Wanqing, who was hiding behind the tree, felt that something was wrong.
Install, really install.
If things go on like this, Shen Wanqing even suspects that Xie Wuyan will be able to push Ji Feichen out and promote himself as the male lead after a few more rounds.
This is not the way to go.
Just when she was thinking about the countermeasure nervously, she suddenly felt a numb itching from the tip of her nose, and then she couldn't hold back, "Ah Qiu" sneezed.
Very loud.
This is embarrassing.
Even if she didn't turn her head, she knew that the eyes of the two not far away were focused on the direction of the attack.
Shen Wanqing rubbed the tip of her nose, stood up awkwardly, and walked out from behind the tree.
"Love your relationship?" Feng Ruoqing retracted her hand and asked in astonishment, "Why are you here?"
"I..." Shen Wanqing racked his brains, raised his head and glanced at Xie Wuyan, bit his teeth, and simply smashed the jar, "I've been looking for Big Brother Xie, I'm afraid something will happen to him."
Speaking of which, she sniffed deliberately, her eyes turned slightly red, and she made the gesture of a lovelorn girl: "Since Brother Xie and Sister Feng are together, I'm relieved."
Feng Yaoqing was stunned when she saw Shen Wanqing's red eyes, and then immediately remembered her love for Xie Wuyan.
As women, it is best to guess the minds of each other. Soon, Feng Ruoqing was sure that Shen Wanqing must have seen himself and Xie Wuyan staying together, and only after eating the taste did he feel aggrieved like this.
So Feng Ruoqing immediately walked towards Shen Wanqing and smiled and stroked her shoulder: "It just so happens that you are here, Ji Feichen has worked too hard today, I have to go back and take care of it. But I can't let go of Mr. Xie's injury, since you It's right here, so Mr. Xie will hand it over to you.
After speaking, he turned to leave, and winked at her meaningfully as he left.
Looking at Feng Ruoqing's back, which was slowly walking down, Shen Wanqing finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Misunderstood. Misunderstood.
It's better than these two secretly engaging in ambiguity while they're not paying attention.
She patted her chest, and before she had time to relax, she looked up and met Xie Wuyan's red eyes.
He leaned against the tree, looked at her with his arms crossed, and could read these words clearly in his eyes:
Install, then install.
History is always strikingly similar.
Just now, Shen Wanqing was watching him pretend, but she didn't expect her roles to be reversed so quickly.
"So nervous?" After a long period of silence, Xie Wuyan suddenly gave a low laugh, walked to Shen Wanqing's side, bent down to accommodate her, "Why, are you afraid that I will kill her?"
Shen Wanqing was startled.
Although she didn't expect Xie Wuyan to believe that she really didn't know anything, the two of them never exposed each other, and pretended to be confused.
Therefore, it was the first time that Xie Wuyan had been so candid with her all of a sudden.
Can't take this.
Shen Wanqing wanted to avoid his sight, but her jaw was clenched, and she pulled back abruptly.
"If I killed her," Xie Wuyan said coldly, "Shouldn't you be happy?"
and many more
How did you come to this conclusion
Shen Wanqing was dumbfounded by this question.
She thought about it, she couldn't tell Xie Wuyan the truth, she was here to stop him from being a male junior, right
In this way, it is estimated that as soon as the words are spoken, there is no room for him to struggle, and he will simply twist his neck neatly.
So, Shen Wanqing took a deep breath and decided to express in a roundabout way: "No, I just think Brother Ji may have misunderstood something when he saw it."
"Brother Ji?"
Xie Wuyan repeated one side, and laughed a few times as if he heard a joke, and then let go of Shen Wanqing's hand.
He straightened up, his eyes were cold like a knife, and he gave her a cool look.
It is the love of the house and Wu.
The next second, without giving Shen Wanqing any chance to react, Xie Wuyan stepped forward and passed her.
Shen Wanqing rubbed her sore chin, and when she turned her head, she found that the person had disappeared from sight.
Why does he feel that he wants the rumors to die
Even if the rumors of the wind were dead, she would have to burp.
Shen Wanqing thought about it for a while, and then suddenly realized.
Eighty percent of Xie Wuyan really believed what Zeng Ziyun said, and felt that she loved Ji Feichen wholeheartedly.
With that in mind, things get a little more complicated.
The male partner feels that his female partner likes the male lead.
The male lead and the female lead feel that the female partner likes the male lead.
The female partner knows that the male partner will definitely like the female lead in the future.
… looks like a tongue twister anyway.
Shen Wanqing touched her chin and walked towards the inn while considering whether to explain to Xie Wuyan that she didn't like Ji Feichen.
Then, before taking a few steps, she suddenly felt a chill down her spine.
Dark clouds rolled over, obscuring the moonlight.
The wind was getting louder and louder, and the atmosphere seemed to be suppressed in an instant. Biting chills came from all directions, wrapping her whole body.
Shen Wanqing tried to step forward, but found that her body was surprisingly stiff. After taking a few steps with difficulty, she felt that the blood all over her body was frozen and she couldn't move.
It was as if he was instantly shrouded in a thick fog, and the scene became blurred and distorted.
"It's this breath."
A gloomy female voice almost came from her ear: "Do you know how long I've been waiting for you?"
The host of the female voice stretched out her hand and gently pressed against Shen Wanqing's neck, following the line from the chin to the neck and shoulders, and then to the back. The other hand wrapped around Shen Wanqing's waist, and then clasped it in a little bit.
The icy airflow swept across Shen Wanqing's body following her movements, making people feel as cold as falling into an ice cellar.
have to say.
This pose is very ambiguous.
If you use modern words to describe it, it is a bit ambiguous that will make Jinjiang lock your text.
It should be her.
The painted ghost who escaped from Ji Feichen.
This Peders is very smart.
First let his companions overdraw Ji Feichen and Feng Ruoqing's physical strength, and take advantage of the fact that they think these ghosts have been severely injured and will not make a comeback easily.
Logically speaking, this plan is indeed good.
But Shen Wanqing felt that she underestimated Ji Feichen.
With their keenness, it is estimated that something is wrong soon.
"Do you think I would be afraid, like the group of broken monks beside you?" As if she could read Shen Wanqing's mind, she let out an almost crazy laughter, and pressed her fingertips against her back slightly.
Crushing pain.
However, Shen Wanqing couldn't make any sound now.
She could feel a long, long bloodstain on her back. It was as if he had to follow this scar and forcibly peel off his own skin.
"As long as I swallow your flesh and blood." Painted Ghost said, "Even a thousand or ten thousand Ji Feichen can't stop me."
What's the meaning
In the pain, Shen Wanqing still retained a trace of reason.
Grass.
So this skin ghost is so obsessed with herself, isn't it just because she is good-looking
The skinny ghost's sharp fingertips almost cut through Shen Wanqing's entire back.
The demon force penetrated into her body from the wound, as if it was going to smash her whole body to pieces, completely peeling her off from the skin.
In the severe pain, Shen Wanqing felt that her brain could no longer accept any content, only a dazzling pale white.
"Come on."
The skinny ghost's voice has become blurred in her ears: "Even if it's not me, you will become the sacrifice of other monsters in the future."
I don't know which of these words touched Shen Wanqing's nerves, and countless pictures suddenly flashed in the originally white head.
It is more like the desire to survive before dying, which has inspired many memories in this body that have never been awakened before.
Those pictures are surprisingly similar to the dream scene he had not long ago.
Only this time, it's clearer.
The blood-covered woman lowered her head, pressed the baby's forehead, and held her tightly in her arms, tears streaming down with blood.
After a long time, she took a deep breath and gently hummed a song with a trembling voice.
Shen Wanqing had never heard this song, but it still felt very familiar.
Like a song to lull a child to sleep.
Even if it is surrounded by a sea of blood and hell, countless withered vines, and constantly burning fire.
But the woman's voice was still gentle and firm.
After a song was sung, the woman took a deep breath, stood up, and put the baby in her arms in the tree hole.
Then he cut open his palm and pressed it tightly against the tree trunk, tears streaming down uncontrollably.
The blood flowed down the tree, and under the injection of spiritual power, red light flashed alternately.
This is a protective spell.
"Child," the woman raised her eyes and looked at the sleeping baby in the tree hole, with tears in her eyes, but a gentle smile in her eyes, "Don't be a sacrifice for anyone, you must be upright and upright. Live with your chest up."
Memories come to an abrupt end here.
It was like being cut into countless pieces in my mind in an instant, and it became fragmented.
what is that
Is it the original memory of this body
Shen Wanqing didn't know anything.
But she remembered what the woman in her memory did.
As soon as she gritted her teeth, she almost exhausted all her strength, forced out a few spiritual powers, and manipulated to find her own blood.
The blood dripping from the back splashed and burned in an instant.
Painted Ghost froze for a moment, quickly let go of his hand, and retreated a few meters away.
Shen Wanqing finally regained the initiative of her body, but at this moment her body was weakened to the extreme. She fell a few steps forward, fell to the ground, and struggled to stand up.
"It's useless." Painted Ghost raised his hand, glanced at the blood on his fingertips in astonishment, and smiled, "Struggling to death will not relieve your pain."
As she said that, her red eyes flashed, and she almost gathered all her strength to strike at Shen Wanqing.
"boom"
The expected pain did not come.
Shen Wanqing turned her head and looked back.
Xie Wuyan's right hand penetrated the painted skin ghost's body, and the blood dripped onto the ground along his big arm.