Qinggexu narrowed his eyes, and a sharp light burst out from his eyes.
Hibiscus powder.
There is no cure.
Mei Qingchen really played a good game of chess.
In the secret room, there are no illuminated luminous pearls and crystals. In front of the table covered with red cloth, there are two exquisite candle lamps. When the door is opened, the breeze is rippling, the candles are swaying, the light is dim, and half of Qingge's face is hidden.
In the shadow, those black eyes reflected the dark red light. In the light, the person outside the door was getting closer and closer.
Mei Qingchen was wearing a bright red wedding robe, a jade crown on her head, and a smile on her face.
He walked up to Qing Ge, his voice was hoarse, and whispered: "Ge'er, I can't wait for the day of marriage. I'm also afraid of accidents. As long as we pass tonight, I will give you the freedom you want. I owe you
I'll give you back whatever you want, and you can also tear my bones apart, as long as you're happy."
As he spoke, the man's eyes were filled with tenderness, as if he were a young man deeply in love.
Unfortunately, in the depths of those eyes, there were two glimmers of blood, revealing his ambition and preparation for action.
He couldn't wait any longer.
He felt a sense of panic. Only raw rice and cooked rice could calm his mind.
Mei Qingchen was right in front of Qingge, her huge figure blocking the dim light.
He stretched out his hand and took off the Luanfeng hairpin inserted in Qingge's bun, and the soft white hair fell down.
Due to being poisoned by Furong Powder, Qingge's face was flushed and her eyes were blurred. Even if she tried to stay calm and calm, she could not stop the poison from entering her bones.
The palms of Qingge's hands became increasingly cold.
Mei Qingchen leaned down, grabbed Qingge's chin, and forced Qingge's cheek to face him.
The nightmare in the spiritual world is extremely anxious.
When encountering such a difficult situation, he didn't know what to do for a moment.
That's Furong Powder.
Even in his heyday, there was nothing he could do.
Qingge sat on the bed. Mei Qingchen's touch made her feel sick and even gave her goosebumps.
In the past, Qingge didn't care at all about the matters between men and women. As long as he could live, as long as he still had this life, that would be enough.
But it was different now. She was very resistant in her heart. Whenever she thought about what was about to happen, she would become frightened and collapse, and she even had the intention to kill deep in her heart.
Qing Ge has never been such a person. However, she is willing to lose weight for another man and she is also willing to wait for months, years, or even decades.
No matter how powerful she is, she is still a woman.
For women, there are not so many ambitions, it is just to choose someone to grow old.
Qingge's body was limp and she couldn't resist.
The consciousness became more and more hazy. Qingge used all his strength to bite his lower lip. The fragile red lip broke in an instant, and blood flowed out, staining the white teeth. The pain made Qingge wake up for a moment, but it was only
Just sober.
Mei Qingchen frowned and wiped the blood from Qingge's lips with her fingertips.
It can't be wiped off, it just flows more and more.
Mei Qingchen's mind moved and she lowered her head slightly, as if she wanted to kiss away the blood.
The flowing look in the man's eyes was full of pity.
Qingge's eyes widened slightly, revealing a cruel meaning.
"Mei Qingchen, as long as I live, I will definitely skin you, eat your flesh, and drink your blood."
When Mei Qingchen came closer, her red lips twitched and she said:
How deep of hatred do you have to say such a thing?
Mei Qingchen's heart seemed to be sealed by ice and snow. Immediately, a crack appeared, and blood flowed out of the crack.
Mei Qingchen's eyes were completely scarlet, and his whole body exuded a violent aura. His face was full of ferocity, like a desperado, with a fierceness, and he increased the force on his hands, and his mandible seemed to be broken when he sang softly.
It was crushed by him.
Mei Qingchen's hand began to move down and touched the woman's soft and delicate neck, Qingge couldn't help but shudder.
Hate to the core.
Qing Ge's eyes were dancing with dark green light.
It is said that elves do not stir up dust and have no fights with the world. However, the nature of the kindness of elves is to kill. Of course, there are very few elves with the intention of killing in their blood, and those are the truly noble elves.
.
Mei Qingchen's hand still needs to slide down to explore a more sacred place.
The soft touch of her skin made Mei Qingchen's heart beat wildly.
He jumped for joy and cheered.
No matter how determined Rao Shi Qingge's will was, at this moment, he had no strength, his limbs were weak and boneless, and he fell down on the bed.
The woman's slender body sunk deep into the red bed.
Mei Qingchen changed his mind and untied Qingge's girdle.
Qingge's eyes widened, her eyes almost split open, and a few words popped out of her throat, "Mei Qingchen, how dare you!"
Just a few words, she spent almost her whole life trying to write them.
Qingge's pupils were bloodshot, terrifyingly red, covered with bloodshot eyes, venting her anger.
What Qing Ge and Yan didn't know was that when she was poisoned by Furong Powder, the wisp of bone marrow smoke wrapped around her heart was creating a storm.
When Mei Qingchen heard Qing Ge's words, she stopped moving and a cold smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
"Ge'er, don't be afraid." Mei Qingchen calmed Qing Ge's mood.
The man's slender hands hooked a corner of the girdle and gently pulled it. The knotted girdle gradually loosened and was slowly untied.
The cool breeze penetrated inside, and the coldness slid over Qingge's body.
Qingge pursed her lips tightly, her body trembled slightly, and she was furious.
She was only covered with a bright red shirt, and there was no other clothes underneath. Once she took off the shirt, she had nothing to cover up.
Qing Ge felt shame again.
The toxin of Furong Powder became more and more powerful, and Qingge lost her mind.
At this moment, Mei Qingchen froze while untying his girdle, and his whole body froze, his eyes went straight, he fainted, and fell on Qing Ge.
Not far away, the space was distorted, green light surged, and a figure stepped out.
Red robe, black hair, mysterious eyes, evil and evil, under the dark night, he is the king!
The green light on Ji Yue's body disappeared. With a cold face, he walked to the bed, suddenly stretched out his hand, lifted Mei Qingchen up, and threw her to the ground.
Between Ji Yue's brows, a wisp of smoke loomed.
Qingge noticed the movement and tried hard to open her eyes, but no matter how she looked, she couldn't see the person in front of her clearly, but the familiar feeling and smell made her nostalgic for greed.
"Little fox..." she murmured in a low voice.
Ji Yue's angular, arrogant and cold face softened a bit, and he gently arranged Qing Ge's clothes.
"It's really you."
Qingge's hand touched Ji Yue's face randomly.
Ji Yue grabbed Qingge's wrist and said, "Yes, it's me."
The man looked at her lovingly.
She was stunned when she heard a familiar yet unfamiliar voice and sang softly in a daze. After a long time, she covered her face with her hands, her shoulders shaking slightly, and there seemed to be tears, slipping out from between her fingers, flowing down her cheeks, and dripping on the bright red silk.
superior.
Her day has come.
She could finally take off her armor, put down her weapons, cry bitterly, and complain about her grievances.
She was unable to pour out a thousand cups, but after drinking the hibiscus poison, she became extremely drunk.