Xiao Jinwu looked at Qu Mi: "Why are you here again?"

Qu Mi stared at his hand holding Zhiying's shoulder, and said with a tone of anger and coldness: "Take your claws away."

This anger and coldness were transmitted directly to Zhiying. She trembled and realized that Qu Mi was unhappy. She pushed Xiao Jinwu away and went to talk to Qu Mi to change the atmosphere.

After everything he had gone through, Xiao Jinwu still dared to let her talk drunkenly. He pulled her into his arms with a little force and restrained her from moving, and sent a message to her not to speak.

But how could Zhiying, who was drunk, listen?

I saw her imagining a wine glass and handing it to Qu Mi, smiling and saying: "When you meet a close friend, a thousand cups are too little. The bright moon shines brightly on your young face. The time must be passed away with wine. Come and listen to the music in the flowers... Come, sister Qu Mi."

, let’s come and drink too…”

I thought that Qu Mi would take the wine glass and drink it with a smile like the God of Changchun, but unexpectedly, the other person's face suddenly turned blue, and Zhi Ying's last words were choked in his throat.

Xiao Jinwu regretted that if he had known this, it would have been more appropriate to silence her voice first.

"Why is Master Qu Mi here here? If you have nothing to do, just go back." He raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation.

Qu Mi stared at him hatefully, and after a few breaths, he looked at Zhi Ying, who was in a daze. The latter fanned his eyelashes blankly, and when he saw her looking over, he grinned with an innocent smile. Qu Mi immediately became furious.

, couldn't help but reprimanded: "Look at what you look like now, do you still look like a god?"

This sentence was like a thin needle, piercing into Zhi Ying's ears very clearly and sharply.

She lowered her head and lowered her eyes. The black skirt legs on her shoes were like the mud that had settled in the swamp over time. A self-deprecating smile appeared on her face. After a long time, she looked up at each other, with tears shining in her eyes.

, the key to emotion is corroded by wine, and out-of-control emotions are like a flood that has escaped from the gate, surging out crazily and wantonly.

"What do the gods look like? Do they criticize each other and hurt each other? Or are they heartless and stone-hearted? If that's the case, I would rather not be myself, not to mention that I am... well..."

Little Jinwu covered her mouth in time to prevent her from saying shocking words and arousing suspicion.

But he obviously forgot that Weaver Shadow is a sharp-tongued person.

"hiss!"

The skin and flesh of the palm was penetrated by sharp teeth, and a small pain followed closely, but Xiao Jinwu had no intention of withdrawing his hand and stopped making noises.

Seeing this scene, Qu Mi was horrified. What was shocking was that Zhi Ying actually said such wild words. What was shocking was that the demon in front of her was so accommodating and patient with her. Either he had deep intentions, or he was really using it.

The love is deep, no matter what the truth is, it is not a good thing for Zhi Ying.

The smell of blood entered her throat, and Zhiying raised her eyebrows, especially the hand she bitten was so obedient, so obedient that she couldn't help but feel frightened. What is she doing? Little Golden Crow, Little Golden Crow!

It seemed that someone heard her inner uneasiness and whispered in her ear to comfort her: "I'm here."

On the side of her head, she saw Little Golden Crow's warm smile, and Zhi Ying immediately felt at ease. When she glanced at the teeth marks on his hand, she felt distressed and guilty. She raised her eyes and stared at Little Golden Crow with tears in her eyes, dumbfounded.

His voice said: "I'm sorry..."

There are thousands of words, but the last thing I want to hear are these three words coming out of her mouth.

Little Jinwu shook his head gently: "It won't hurt."

"It's all bleeding." Zhi Ying tore off the sleeve in desperation, wrapped up Little Jinwu's hand, tied a particularly beautiful bow at the end, raised her eyes and smiled brightly.

Little Jinwu was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but bend the same arc as hers.

The sun was rising in the east and it was raining in the west. Little Golden Crow was in a happy mood, but Qu Mi across from him was almost made angry by Weaving Shadow's behavior and smile.

What did this girl say to her last time?

Mere kindness, emptiness and betrayal.

So what about now? Is it her imagination, or has she been tricked by this girl?

When she returned to the mission, she heard that Ji Li had been in Ruoxie Valley for a few days. She had not touched any wine during the dinner, so she wanted to take advantage of everyone's enjoyment to come to Lanyuan to find out Ji Li's purpose and take a look at Yunxiao.

What did she think of Zhi Ying, who would have expected her to see such a scene!

This girl is so confused!

Thinking like this, the bright smile on the face of Zhiying opposite became even more dazzling. Qu Mi cast a spell to stun her and bring her to his side. How could Little Golden Crow let her get her wish? He defeated her spell with his hand and stretched out his hand.

He picked up the unconscious Zhiying into his arms to prevent him from falling.

"Let go!" Qu Mi shouted angrily.

Little Golden Crow said calmly: "Let's go, I will take care of her."

"You are a demon, you will only kill her!"

Little Golden Crow tilted one corner of his mouth and sneered: "You keep saying that I will kill her, but what about you? In your eyes, what is she?" His eyes were no longer as gentle as before, like ice blades, cold and cold.

profit.

Qu Mi secretly clenched his fists and scolded: "Eavesdropping rats!"

Xiao Jinwu shrugged: "With such a level of cultivation, it doesn't count as eavesdropping."

This appearance was very similar to that of the Sun God Clan who always came to the Shadow Palace to pester the weavers. Qu Mi felt even more disgusted. With a cold snort, he took out a piece of ice silk from his waist with his right hand and placed it between his thumb and index finger.

Stretching straight, he flicked the fingers of his left hand, and the sharp sound of the piano turned into a sonic blade and shot toward the Little Golden Crow.

Little Golden Crow's body turned sharply, tightly protecting Weaver Shadow, and raised the protective barrier to block the attack. Suddenly his voice became quiet, he frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Go out and fight."

The attack just now was just for testing. Seeing him using his body to protect Weaver Ying, Qu Mi hesitated for a moment.

"If nothing happens to you, I will take her to rest." Xiao Jinwu looked at Qu Mi and did not stop him, so he helped Zhi Ying into the house and took two steps forward. He tilted his head and said to Qu Mi, "She should not have gotten involved in the first place.

In the midst of these disputes, she can't let go..." She turned around and stroked the top of Zhi Ying's hair distressedly, leaving a message, "Please give me permission, Master Qu Mi."

The night breeze was slightly cool, and Qu Mi was alone at midnight, thinking about the words of Little Golden Crow, and finally returned slowly with full of questions, walking on the stars in the sky.

…

People have three thousand worries, and there are all kinds of sadness and resentment in the world.

Small annoyances and worries can be forgotten after you laugh. Deep sorrow and deep hatred cannot be easily eliminated with a smile. They are just things in a cup, and you can pour your sorrow away.

A bottle of wine will make you forget all your worries.

After drinking Liuguang, Zhiying slept soundly for three hours. He woke up from his sleep and sat quietly on the couch for a while. He had definitely forgotten everything after drinking, including Qu Mi, but what happened before drinking

But the worries came back bit by bit.

Zhi Ying rubbed his temples and stared at the wine pot on the table that was originally full of drunkenness. He called it "tasteless wine."

When Xiao Jinwu came in, she swallowed two hangover pills and lay on the couch in a daze holding a pillow, waiting for the dizzy side effects of drinking to disappear.

"What does wine taste like?"

With a slightly joking tone, he walked closer.

Zhiying pursed his lips and said, "I forgot." He thought of something, sat upright and asked Little Golden Crow, "I didn't do anything shocking last night, right?"

Little Jinwu held his chin up and looked thoughtful. After a while, under Zhiying's fearful gaze, he focused his eyes and said with a smile: "Yes, you said you want me to marry you with Shili Hongzhuang."

"Fuck you!" Zhi Ying spat at him.
Chapter completed!