Five days later, the last night before leaving, the red candle tent was warm.
The two white figures exchanged in a blood-curdling manner, and Lin Xianer's snow-white skin was flushed, which is a characteristic that only appears when love is at its extreme.
Knowing that there would be a long separation after tonight, Lin Xianer kept asking for it without caring about her own body, and had a passionate love affair with Qin Changfeng.
Even before he fainted, he told Qin Changfeng not to stop until he woke up again.
She didn't know how many times she fainted that night. It wasn't until the sky lit up that she fell exhausted on Qin Changfeng.
She was held by Qin Changfeng and rested like this for half an hour before she finally came to her senses and took out a thin thread-bound book from under the pillow and handed it to Qin Changfeng.
"Romantic Swordsman!"
Qin Changfeng looked at the four words on the cover and couldn't help but feel shocked. The secrets Li Xunhuan taught him one after another were close to half of the real Xiao Li Fei Dao, but obviously the secrets in this secret book were complete!
Lin Xian'er twisted her lower body slightly, moaning like a kitten, and whispered: "Lang Jun said that his greatest wish is to see the complete secret of Xiao Li's flying knife, so as to improve the Qin family's ancestral arrows."
Fa, I asked Li Xunhuan for this yesterday. It’s not easy for a husband to ask for this kind of thing. It doesn’t matter if I’m a woman. Besides... Even if Lin Xunhuan rejects my husband, he won’t reject me because he owes me.
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Qin Changfeng took a deep breath. Even though he had thousands of words to say at this moment, he didn't know how to speak.
At this moment, Lin Xianer suddenly stopped, looked at him and said: "I have a request. I hope that I can have a good drink with Qin Lang, even if we are really married.
I hope Mr. Lang will agree."
"Okay!" Qin Changfeng agreed without thinking.
Lin Xian'er cheered, left his body, jumped off the bed, picked up the wine bottle on the table, poured out two glasses of wine, handed one to Qin Changfeng, and held one in her own hand.
This time, there was no more tricks, and the two of them drank a glass of wine in a polite manner.
After drinking this glass of wine, Lin Xianer became even more tender, hugging Qin Changfeng tightly as if she wanted to integrate herself into his body.
After a moment, Lin Xianer, who was silently and tenderly speaking, suddenly said: "Husband, will you blame me?"
Qin Changfeng was startled, and then found that his feet gradually became stiff, and soon a numb feeling spread throughout his body.
At this time, Lin Xian'er still rested her head on his chest and said to herself: "This medicine will not kill your husband, it will only make your husband's legs unable to move, so that your husband will not leave Xian'er."
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"Do you know that I have always been playing tricks on you? Even when you were poisoned and in a coma, I thought I was lying to you to make you fall in love with me wholeheartedly and be unable to live without me. Then
I'll kick you away again and make you miserable, so that I can enjoy the joy of playing with your feelings!"
"But I don't know why, when you said you wanted to leave and firmly said you wouldn't take me with you, my faith suddenly collapsed and my heart hurt like a knife. Do you know? Husband, fairy
I really can't live without you... Don't worry, husband, Xian'er will definitely take good care of you. Xian'er will also read you the secret book of Xiao Li's Flying Knife, word by word. By then, you can still practice it as a Xiao Li.
Li Feidao’s unique skill."
"The higher your husband's martial arts, the better. Even if your legs can't move, it doesn't matter. From now on, Xian'er will be your husband's legs... It's getting late. Xian'er went to make breakfast for your husband. Your husband should wait obediently.
Oh fairy."
Lin Xian'er smiled sweetly, kissed Qin Changfeng's lips gently, then put on a tulle blouse and a fur cloak, then left the bedroom and walked towards the kitchen next to her. When she stood at the door, she still
He did not forget to look at Qin Changfeng, who was motionless with his eyes open, smiling.
After her figure disappeared, Qin Changfeng sighed as if he had come to his senses, looked at the gauze tent above his head and murmured to himself: "Lin Xian'er, Lin Xian'er, which one is the real you?
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Qin Changfeng still didn't dare to believe Lin Xian'er's last words. This woman's scheming was so terrible. She even used poison to control Qin Changfeng's legs, but she didn't fear his hands at all. She even used poison to control Qin Changfeng's legs.
She was willing to let him practice Xiao Li's Flying Knife, but even if she was already dead, she would not have the intention to kill her because of it, and she was afraid that she would really be unable to do without her after her legs could no longer move...
No matter how good friends and brothers Li Xunhuan and A Fei are, they are still men after all. They have their own partners and families. How can they take care of a person who can't move his legs all the time?
Qin Changfeng also believes that Lin Xian'er will take care of herself with great consideration, but...it is unknown whether she will get out of her old ways and start toying with men's feelings again.
However, she made all kinds of calculations, but she never imagined that Qin Changfeng was not from this world at all. If he wanted to leave now, he could just call the mastermind when no one was around, and he could return directly to the trial tower!
As for the poison on the body...as long as there is a trial point, there is nothing that the mastermind cannot solve.
After a moment, Qin Changfeng supported his body with both hands, carefully climbed out of bed, and then climbed hard to the desk through the cold floor. This short distance of a few meters made his stiff legs feel like it was the farthest he had ever walked in his life.
road.
There is paper and pen on the desk. Qin Changfeng's calligraphy and traditional Chinese characters are not bad. It is not that he has practiced it before, but the ability given by the master mind before entering the world. If he can't even solve the most basic writing and language, then
It means that the tester is really allowed to come in and die. After all, he is probably the only one from the earth.
"Xian'er, in my hometown, a wise elder once said: Life is like a carriage going to the grave. It will pass through many places on the way. Some people will get off the car halfway, and it is difficult for someone to ride with you.
Walk all the distance on the carriage. When the person accompanying you wants to get off, even if you are reluctant to leave, you should be grateful and wave goodbye... I have never been a good person, but at least I am a person who has a clear sense of grudges.
What is your real purpose? I don’t blame you this time. If you are willing, the ten-year agreement is still valid..."
Qin Changfeng lay on the table and finished writing this letter. He originally wanted to leave a letter to Li Xunhuan and A Fei, but after thinking about it, he decided not to do it, even though he knew that the mastermind could maintain a few
The fantasy world that he once entered continues to operate according to the development trajectory, but Qin Changfeng really cannot guarantee whether there will be a chance to see him again in this life.
So instead of leaving something that makes people regretful and missed, it is better to leave cleanly. As for Lin Xian'er... Qin Changfeng had to admit that when she took out Xiao Li's secret book of flying knives, his iron
My heart has really melted...
Pressing the letter with a paperweight, Qin Changfeng finally took out the last three bottles of wine exchanged from the trial tower from the storage space and placed them on the table. Lin Xianer must have understood what he meant.
Then, with a flash of white light, his figure disappeared directly from the chair, completely disappearing from this world.
After a while, Lin Xianer came back and looked at the empty room and the letter on the desk. She stood there in despair.
For a long time...
Tears wet the letter paper, melted the ink, and melted the heart. She said infatuatedly: "Qin Changfeng, you bastard, you are the second man to make me cry, but you are the first to make me cry."
There is no hatred..."
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PS: I have something to do tonight, so I will post the two chapters together today.
