The iron hooves are traversing, and I don’t know how many hero dreams have been broken.
Qingge left the realm of nothingness and returned to the room. The door sounded, Qingge opened the door and looked at Xu Xudong standing outside the door.
Xu Xudong was holding a tray in his hand, and there were three vermilion medicine bottles on it, "Miss Ye, this is the glazed elixir collected by the master of the hall. I will use it for you to heal your wounds."
Xu Xudong looked at Qingge's hand that had recovered from the original state, and was quite surprised. Such a serious injury even caused the palm bone. Why did he heal in a daze?
Glazed elixir?
The best healing pill is priceless and can be regarded as a treasure. It is hard to tell a single one, let alone three at a time.
"You have seen it. The injury on my hand has almost healed. Take this glaze pill back and thank Master Li for my kindness."
Xu Xudong lowered his eyes, hesitated for a while, nodded, and wanted to leave, but his body had just turned around and stopped. He turned around and looked at the girl standing with the lintel, and said, "The Lord of the Hall is a good person, he has been for
Saving a woman and destroying her dantian, being trampled on, exiled to the Dead Valley. During the time he was in the Dead Valley, that woman got along with another person. The owner of the church was disheartened and unwilling to go home. By chance
Then I came down to Qingshi Town and created Fugui Hall."
Is that woman Lu Yinger?
Qingge's eyes flashed with four eyes—
Don't want to go home?
Where is Li Fugui's home?
"Yes, that woman is the eldest lady from Dragon Academy, Lu Ying'er." Xu Xudong said.
He turned his head, turned his back to Qingge, and was holding a tray that was still in his hand. The glory of the Night Pearl covered him, and a bleak and tall figure appeared, "Miss Ye, tell me honestly, you
What do you think of our church owner?”
"Good person." Qingge said.
“How about being a husband?”
"very good."
"Is it worthy of you?" Xu Xudong pressed step by step.
"It's worthy." Qingge's eyes flashed.
"Are you moved?"
"No." Qingge said almost decisively.
“…”
There was a silence in the corridor.
After a long time, Xu Xudong said, "I understand," and then walked forward with great strides. Behind him, the sound of closing the door came.
At the turn, Xu Xudong stopped. The gentle man as windy as he stood in the corridor, his eyes as if there was no focal length, and he was a little dull.
Xu Xudong turned his head and looked at the man and said, "Master, let go while it's too late."
He knew that once the head of his family fell in love with him, he would never stop. There was already a Lu Yinger who made him heartbroken. He didn't want another woman to break his soul.
"Let go?" Li Fugui raised his eyebrows, "When did I say I was moved?"
Xu Xudong: “…”
"I'll put the glazed elixir back." Xu Xudong walked with the tray.
After Xu Xudong left, Li Fugui was the only one in the corridor. His body was hidden in the shadows, making people unable to see his emotions. He squatted down, put his hands on his bent knees, and his back was leaning against Feiyu.
On the wall made of stone, sad beauty reflected in the eyes.
Are you moved?
He didn't know either.
He only knew that she stood up for him at Dragon Academy that day, and he was very happy to see a mess of messed-up wedding.
He only knew that the girl was wearing floating clouds and roaring on the stairs, and her back was intoxicating.
Is this a heartbeat?
He doesn't know.
*
Mayor's Mansion.
The woman with a white bandage on her face was lying on the jade bed, surrounded by ink, and the light moonlight shone through the window on the woman's face. The skin exposed from the bandage was pale like a vampire, and her tightly closed eyes,
Covered with dark shadows.
Suddenly—
The woman opened her eyes, dark and deep, and gloomy, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, shining with a ruthless light.
She turned her head, tore a bandage, hanging on the jade pillow, and the flesh and blood on her face were shocking and unrecognizable!
At the end of the woman's sight was the sandalwood door.
The sandalwood door was opened by a pair of white and smooth jade hands. The sexy and charming woman was covered with white veil and stood between the two doors in a veil. The wind in the yard lifted the veil, revealing her figure, showing her fullness.
The woman was combed in a crimson cloud bun, with mandarin ducks shaking in her hair bun. The mandarin ducks were holding jade bead rings. When her slender legs moved, the green bead rings shaking, making a crisp and pleasant sound, like pearls and jade falling on the plate.
"Mayor of Qingshi Town, Qingliu?" The woman looked at the person who looked like a ghost on the bed and said.
She raised her hand and took off the gauze hanging by her ears, and her beautiful and charming face appeared in Qingliu's sight.
This is Mei Niang's face!
The lips under the green willow bandage were squirming with difficulty, and the throat was dry, and the voice was quite hoarse, "Who are you?"
"It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is that I can help you."
Mei Niang walked forward step by step, and lotus grew step by step, her slender waist was not enough to hold. The skin vaguely visible under the ripples of the gauze could be broken, and it was delicate like mutton fat jade.
Bang—
When she crossed the threshold, the sandalwood door behind her made a heavy sound and suddenly closed.
The room was gloomy and the atmosphere was a bit weird.
Mei Niang stood by the edge of the bed, and the mercury luster that fell from outside the window covered her side face, with a variety of charm and gracefulness.
"Help me? How do you help me?"
Qingliu had a ferocious face and sneered. The bandages on her face seemed to have scattered a little again. Ji Yue had bitten off a piece of flesh. At this moment, it was covered with ugly scabs, just like small insects lying on her face, moving.
go.
It makes people frightened and disgusting.
"Do you hate Ye Qingge?" Mei Niang avoided Qingliu's words and made a new topic.
When talking about Ye Qingge, Qingliu seemed to think of an enemy with a deep hatred in the sea of blood. Her eyes seemed to burst open, and her body was trembling with anger and excitement. A trace of hatred condensed in her eyes.
Qingliu pulled off the bandage on her face, and the bandage was pulled away with blood and flesh. Qingliu's face was ruined again, the wound became bigger and bigger, and the blood was smudged on the crystal clear jade pillow, but Er,
The white jade pillows seem to have turned scarlet.
"It's not just hatred. I wish I could drink her blood, peel her skin, and break her bones!"
The green willow is like a ghost under hell, with blood on her face, and her body and face are twisting. She stretched out her hand and clasped Mei Niang's sleeves tightly, her breathing is rapid, her chest is lying on her face, and blood is increasing.
, cover all the facial features.
Thorns-
Mei Niang's sleeve gauze was pulled off by Qingluo. She held the gauze tightly, her nails penetrated the gauze, and her arched body fell on the bed again.
The bed trembled a little.
Blood flows down from the edge of the bed, like ivy growing quietly in the dark night, with vines stacked. (To be continued)