This is the first time that Shen Wanqing has dreamed since wearing the book.
The cry of the baby, the sword stove that was burning with raging fire, the countless sharp blades galloping down, and the shadow lying in the pool of blood who could not see the figure.
The blood-covered woman kissed the baby's forehead, tears streaming down the blood, repeating the words over and over again.
It was clearly in front of me, but the voice seemed extraordinarily distant, as if it was separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and it was hard to hear it.
The flames ignited in an instant, and a layer of blood mist covered his eyes.
Shen Wanqing woke up.
She moved and found herself lying on the bed with the quilt neatly covering her.
Shen Wanqing supported her forehead and propped herself up, frowning thoughtfully.
Although it was mentioned in the book, the original owner never focused on cultivation. But after all, he grew up in a great family, so he is still somewhat basic.
One of the characteristics of people in the realm of self-cultivation is that they do not often dream.
Once you have a dream, in addition to being related to memories, the dream will vaguely hint at the future.
Shen Wanqing could be sure that this part should belong to the memory of the original owner.
It's just that the original book doesn't have much brush and ink on the background of this character. It's just that she hastily explained that she is an orphan.
Now it seems that it is not so simple.
Shen Wanqing looked at the table not far away.
The incense candles have been burnt out, and the pieces scattered on the table and the chessboard that fell to the ground by the wind all mean that last night was not a dream.
Shen Wanqing stretched out her hand and touched her neck, still slightly in disbelief.
Xie Wuyan actually played a night of flying chess with him yesterday.
And he was still alive after playing chess.
Shen Wanqing yawned, sat down in front of the vanity mirror, glanced at her dark circles, brushed her hair while secretly scolding Xie Wuyan in her heart.
She was not comfortable with the ancient powder, and it took a long time to try to cover the dark circles under her eyes. Then, he picked and picked from the hairpin box, and chose an emerald-colored hairpin, which was rather uncommonly twisted into a bun.
After the simple treatment, Shen Wanqing looked at herself in the mirror with satisfaction.
No matter how you say it, it's all about being coveted by the ghosts. Of course, you have to clean it up well, and you can't waste anything.
With a little bit of calculation, there are still a few days until the day when we go down the mountain to catch demons. During this period of time, Ji Feichen and Feng's rumors did not interfere with it, and they developed well. It seems that they do not need to spend their own time.
"Girl, girl?"
The voice of the maid outside the door was soft, as if she was afraid of disturbing her, and there was some soft tenderness in the end.
"I'm here." Shen Wanqing put down her comb, stood up and opened the door, leaning her weight against the door frame, and asked, "What's wrong?"
She hadn't had time to change her clothes, she was only wearing a leotard. After sleeping for a while, the neckline was slightly loose, and the snow on the chest was faintly visible. The silk satin on her body can clearly outline a good-looking figure.
Even the maid saw that her cheeks were slightly red, and she couldn't help but look away, and then hurriedly said: "Miss Feng said that if you wake up, I will let you eat in the front hall."
Shen Wanqing nodded in agreement, picked up a goose-yellow ru skirt and put it on, then went to the front hall.
As soon as he entered the door, in addition to Feng Ruoqing and Ji Feichen, Xie Wuyan and the broken bird on his shoulder were also particularly eye-catching.
Shen Wanqing groaned in her heart, her stride stopped abruptly, and she wondered if she should go back and run now.
"Fighting, what are you doing?" Ji Feichen greeted her with a smile and greeted her to sit down. He reached out his hand and gently picked up the leaves from her hair for her, and said softly, "Why are you still so reckless."
Shen Wanqing raised her eyes and keenly noticed that Feng Ruoqing's eyes had dimmed slightly.
Although Feng Ruoqing seemed to have changed his mind yesterday, and he would no longer reject people thousands of miles away like before, he still couldn't let go of the grudge in his heart so easily. What's more, witness the intimacy of the two
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Hearing the system's noisy notification sound, Shen Wanqing gritted his teeth and stood up suddenly.
Everyone present was startled by her action, and their eyes were all focused on her.
Shen Wanqing turned her head and looked at Xie Wuyan on the side. After staring at him for a long time, it seemed that she had finally made up her mind.
Immediately afterwards, he turned around and walked to his side, sat down with his skirt, and smiled at him by the way: "Master Xie, do you mind if I sit here?"
Seeing Ji Feichen's puzzled expression and the strange expression full of suspicions in the rumors, Shen Wanqing added as an explanation: "Because I suddenly felt that the pigeon on Mr. Xie's shoulder is quite cute, so I wanted to sit closer and take a closer look. "
Xie Wuyan didn't say yes or no, just raised his eyebrows slightly, with a playful smile.
On the contrary, the mysterious bird on his shoulder reacted violently: "Cheep!"
Because it knows not to reveal its master's identity, it pretends that it doesn't speak in front of others.
But even so, one can clearly understand the strong resistance under this string of bird words.
Who believes this woman's nonsense
Yesterday, it was obviously going to be stewed, but today it is said to be cute
fraud! Women are liars!
Shen Wanqing pretended to be confused and distorted the facts: "Huh? It seems that the pigeons raised by Xie Gongzi also like me."
"Grumbling!"
Xuan Bird: Who likes you!
I don't know which point of Xie Wuyan's laughter was hit by this sentence, the corners of his lips curved, and he laughed softly, even his chest was shaking.
"Really?" He stretched out his hand and trimmed Xuan Bird's feathers, "Since Miss Shen found it, why not give it a name?"
... Shen Wanqing didn't expect Xie Wuyan to give face so much, and even let himself climb up to name this broken bird.
But maybe she just woke up, and her head was blank. In addition, I have no relationship with this broken bird at all, and I can't wait to bite each other to death. There is really no inspiration for the name.
So she stared at the broken pigeon for a while, then said, "Call me Mimi then."
Xuanniao fluttered its wings and flew up, as if she wanted to fight Shen Wanqing desperately.
Who allowed this stinky woman to name this noble black bird? And let it be perfunctory, you at least choose a name like a bird! What's the matter with you taking a cat name.
Shen Wanqing looked at Xuanniao's aggressive approach, and immediately hid beside Feng Yaoqing, pretending to be aggrieved: "It doesn't seem to like it very much, but now I can only think of Mimi Wang Cai Gou Dan when I think of the name. a name."
Xie Wuyan held the mysterious bird on his shoulder and glanced at it: "Then you choose one?"
Xuanniao: "..."
It really is a disaster.
So, it is a dignified mysterious bird, and finally has a new name today - Mimi.
Feng Ruoqing was rubbed against her arm by Shen Wanqing, she didn't dodge, she just lowered her eyes to look at Shen Wanqing's face, and then looked at Xie Wuyan with a smile in her eyes.
Maybe it's a woman's innate intuition, she always feels that these two people are not as strange as they seem.
Thinking of these days, Shen Wanqing did not seem to bother Ji Feichen so much anymore.
Could it be that…
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Shen Wanqing, who didn't do anything, looked bewildered, completely unaware that Feng Ruoqing realized her self-defense by brain supplementation.
"Brother Ji!"
Just then, a crisp sound came from outside the door.
The next second, a shadow passed in front of Shen Wanqing, ran straight to Ji Feichen, reached out and hugged his shoulder: "Brother Ji, you are really here!"
Before anyone could react, the girl straightened up again, touched the back of her head, looked at Feng Ruoqing with a smile, and stuck out her tongue playfully: "Sister Feng, I'm just too excited, don't you mind?"
Shen Wanqing was suffocated.
With this smooth operation, she almost didn't hold the chopsticks.
Feng Yaoqing glanced at her, smiled helplessly, and patted the chair beside her: "It was so hot when I came back, come and sit down, Ziyun."
Ziyun.
Zeng Ziyun, the daughter of the elder of Xuantian Pavilion, grew up with Feng Ruoying since she was a child.
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Shen Wanqing raised her hand to support her forehead, feeling a little tired.
If you say that she is a standard "sister-type female support", then Zeng Ziyun is a complete "female-man-type female support".
In the name of wanting to slay demons and demons together with the two of them, he has been persistently looking for opportunities to follow Ji Feichen, pretending to be just friends on the surface, but secretly making troubles.
The cultivation base is not very diligent, just learned some fur, but it caused a lot of trouble.
Shen Wanqing remembered that when the story developed to this point, Zeng Ziyun hadn't completely liked Shang Ji Feichen, but she just admired him very much, and had a vague affection for him.
And the opportunity to fall in love with him completely was this trip to catch a picture of Peders.
After the painting skin ghost slipped away, her vitality was severely damaged, and Zeng Ziyun, who had been alone, was going to devour her to supplement her cultivation, but was saved by Ji Feichen's hero.
From then on, Zeng Ziyun became a red star and became out of control.
"I heard that Brother Ji and Sister Feng are going down the mountain to hunt demons this time." Zeng Ziyun patted her saber and said, "I told Dad that I will go with you too."
Shen Wanqing almost choked to death by a sip of tea, she patted her chest, then put down the teacup, and persuaded: "Miss Zeng, the cultivation of this skin ghost is no trivial matter. Because of this, I am afraid that innocent people will be hurt again. "
"It's alright, Dad said that we need to practice more. And—" Zeng Ziyun hugged Feng Ruoqing's arm with a smile, and said, "Sister Feng and Brother Ji will definitely protect me."
Seeing Feng Yaoqing, and realizing that it was the elder's advice, he had to give up: "Okay, then you can follow, but remember to follow me and Ji Feichen, understand?"
Zeng Ziyun said excitedly, "Understood!"
Shen Wanqing knew that she couldn't persuade Zeng Ziyun, after all she didn't have much to say in Xuantian Pavilion. What's more, it can be seen that the Xuantian Pavilion elder deliberately wants his daughter to follow Ji Feichen to experience it, and it is even more difficult to stop it now.
But things have turned around.
As long as Zeng Ziyun is not captured by the Painted Ghosts, there will be no such thing as a hero saving beauty.
Thinking so, she turned her head and looked at the only variable beside her.
In the original work, Xie Wuyan did not go with him.
If he is eager to help, maybe the painted skin ghost won't escape at all.
Thinking of this, the way she looked at Xie Wuyan changed. She was no longer looking at the wolf, tiger and leopard, but as if she was looking at hope, and her beautiful eyes were full of hope.
Being watched by such scorching gazes, Xie Wuyan finally turned his head and looked at Shen Wanqing.
After dozens of seconds of silence, Xie Wuyan hooked his lips clearly, put his index finger against Shen Wanqing's forehead, and pushed her back: "Sorry, Miss Shen, Xie's cultivation is still shallow, and he can only protect one person. "
The hope in Shen Wanqing's eyes was dashed.
I knew that I couldn't expect him to be merciful.
In the past two days, Shen Wanqing had been quite nourished.
The people in Xuantian Pavilion are quite hospitable, and the pastries sent to her house are never the same.
Although I don't know what Feng Rumor has been thinking about, the relationship between the two has indeed eased.
So these few days, Shen Wanqing's daily routine is to eat after waking up, and then go to the garden to squat to Zeng Ziyun, who wants to be a light bulb, pester her to practice swordsmanship and learn the art of killing demons, and then run to her room at night. Xie Wuyan who plays chess or drinks tea.
For Xie Wuyan torturing herself by not sleeping in the middle of the night, Shen Wanqing had been worried from the beginning, and gradually became accustomed to it, and even left a door specially for him to come in, lest he would appear in the air and startle him.
Although he didn't know what medicine Xie Wuyan was selling in the gourd, depending on the situation, he didn't seem to be ready to kill himself immediately.
After this period of time, perhaps because of Zeng Ziyun's practice of swordsmanship, Shen Wanqing found that her cultivation had improved a lot.
The specific manifestation is that you can use your mental power to control the cakes to float in front of you while lying on the bed, and you can eat them without getting out of bed.
Soon it was time to go down the mountain.
The relationship between Ji Feichen and Feng Ruoqing seemed to be restored as before. The last carriage supported and pulled each other, looking like a pair of lovers.
Zeng Ziyun, on the other hand, threw herself into her daddy's arms and acted coquettishly. The elder, who always seemed to have a straight face, was rigid and serious, smiled creases on rare occasion, and put all kinds of guards in her hands. The body treasure was put on the daughter's body.
As for the broken pigeon called Mimi, there was no change as before.
Standing on Xie Wuyan's shoulder, he screamed and screamed, bluffing and wanting to fight Shen Wanqing to the death.
Shen Wanqing felt that it was a bit noisy, and by yawning, she secretly cast a small spell.
Mimi's mouthful of dirty words stopped abruptly.
sound lock.
This was the first spell that Shen Wanqing learned after her cultivation was diligent.
Feeling this finally quiet world, she realized for the first time the happiness of cultivators.
On the other end, Zeng Ziyun had finished playing coquettish with her father, and she spread her legs and ran in the direction of Ji Feichen: "Brother Ji, I want to ride in the same car with you..."
Before he could finish speaking, Shen Wanqing dragged him back and led him back.
"I want to be with you." Shen Wanqing was very coquettish, she stretched out her hand to wrap Zeng Ziyun's arm, and said sweetly, "Miss Zeng is the first friend I met in Xuantian Pavilion, so stay with me. Take the second carriage?"
How could she let this female partner be a light bulb.
"When did your relationship become so good?" Feng Ruoqing lifted the curtain of the car and glanced outside, with a gentle smile between her brows, "Ziyun, you can go all the way with her."
Zeng Ziyun: Who has a good relationship with her? We don't know each other at all!
But Shen Wanqing didn't give her a chance to explain, so she dragged her directly into the carriage, and took Xie Wuyan, who was standing by the side watching the play.
So, there was a very strange scene in this carriage.
Zeng Ziyun was angry all the way, she turned her head and looked out the window without giving Shen Wanqing a positive face.
Xie Wuyan folded his arms and closed his eyes for a nap, his thin lips pursed tightly, and he said nothing.
Broken Pigeon stared at Shen Wanqing with gloomy eyes, but did not dare to make a big noise to wake Xie Wuyan, and could only try to make Shen Wanqing feel ashamed by looking at her.
However, Shen Wanqing was happy and quiet. She leisurely looked at the picture book on her body, ate the almost prepared in the carriage, and drank Xuantian's special sweet rain that had been prepared in the kitchen in advance.
After a long time, Shen Wanqing heard some noise beside her.
She didn't care at all, bit the cake in her mouth, and then freed her hand to turn the album.
Until the breath got closer and closer, the breath tapped on the side of Shen Wanqing's ear, making her unable to ignore it.
She turned her head, raised her eyes and bumped into Xie Wuyan's calm eyes.
I don't know if it was because of just waking up, or for some other reason, but the bloodshot in Xie Wuyan's eyes was clearly visible, but it didn't show any decadence, but instead showed a chilling anger.
Shen Wanqing hadn't seen him like this for a long time, she was stunned for a while and didn't react. Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, he swallowed embarrassingly and pointed to the pastry in an attempt to relieve his embarrassment: "Do you want to eat?"
Xie Wuyan just looked at her like that, without saying yes or no.
Perhaps being stared a little hairy, Shen Wanqing simply picked up a piece of cake and handed it to him.
Another long silence.
Xie Wuyan's dark pupils clearly showed no emotion, but it made people feel inexplicably creepy. He paused for a long time, then slowly averted his eyes, lowered his head, and bit the piece of cake with this Shen Wanqing hand.
Chewing, swallowing, and even the sliding of the larynx is very clear and slow.
Shen Wanqing was startled.
Just then, the carriage stopped.
Ji Feichen's voice came, and then the curtain was lifted: "Mr. Xie, something seems to have happened ahead."
Almost at the same time when the curtain was lifted, the anger in Xie Wuyan's eyes disappeared without a trace.
"Well, I'll go take a look with you." He stood up.
Zeng Ziyun saw Ji Feichen, her eyes lit up, and she said, "Brother Ji, I want to go with you."
Shen Wanqing quickly pulled the person back.
After practicing sword with Zeng Ziyun for so long, she knew how much he weighed. If something really happened, then Ji Feichen Bacheng would be a hero to save the beauty ahead of time.
Of course, Ji Feichen also knew this, and frowned, "Xiaoyun, just stay in the carriage."
Zeng Ziyun's face collapsed, and she held her arms in a look of anger.
After the two left for a while, Zeng Ziyun finally couldn't help it, gave Shen Wanqing a blank look, and said, "Hey, do you like Brother Ji?"
Shen Wanqing: "?"
"Stop being pretentious." Zeng Ziyun raised her index finger and plausibly said, "I have long heard that you stumbled upon Sister Feng everywhere, and pretended to be pitiful and well-behaved in front of Brother Ji every day. Now you must be jealous of me Brother Ji has a good relationship, that's why he obstructs me everywhere and doesn't let me get along with him."
Shen Wanqing was too lazy to pay attention to her, and casually said, "No."
"No?" Zeng Ziyun became even more eccentric, "Hmph, I will expose your true face to Sister Hefeng later."
This sentence finally made Shen Wanqing raise her eyes, she took a deep breath, turned her head, and smiled: "You misunderstood, Miss Zeng, I already have someone I like."
"The person you like?" Zeng Ziyun looked incredulous, "Who?"
Who really stopped Shen Wanqing from asking this sentence.
I have known such a few people since I started wearing books.
After thinking it over and over several times, there is only one candidate who is the most reliable and most convincing to Zeng Ziyun.
"Xie Wuyan." Shen Wanqing said.
The male supporting role is a brick, and it can be moved wherever it is lacking.
What's more, people are not present, they can't hear anyway.
"Really?" came a slow male voice.
"Yes, yes." Shen Wanqing nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
After nodding his head, he realized it was wrong.
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Why is it a male voice