Chapter 12: Destiny hangs by a thread

Late at night, a sneaky figure shuttles through the back garden of the Drunken Immortal Building. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Xia Qing touched the drug in his hand, this is a good thing to use for his own courage, in case something happens later, it should be fine with it. She also decided after a fierce psychological struggle, she always had a feeling that there must be some secret hidden in those two jade pendants, but the biggest question at present should be why Qu Ziyan, the devil, wanted her to investigate this matter.

She and Qu Ziyan can only be regarded as a bad relationship, he entrusted such a strange thing to himself, and he was so convinced that he would definitely do what he said, although he did so...... But what if he disobeys him, he secretly hides this good-looking jade pendant or becomes a pawn.

Xia Qing felt that her brain was not enough, which was really a very puzzling thing. At this time, should you consider selling the jade pendant? After all, looking at its condition, it is definitely not a bargain, maybe you can still redeem yourself with this money.....

The night breeze in early autumn is already very cool on the body, and the Changhuan Pavilion is built by the water, and the lake breeze is a little cooler than the ordinary wind. Xia Qing sat in the pavilion and counted the stars, today's night is very beautiful, the stars are many and bright, although the moon is covered by a few thin clouds, but this kind of appearance of holding the pipa and half covering the face is also very meaningful.

Xia Qing couldn't help but think of the days when she and Qianmo were in the mountain hut, at that time she also liked to count the stars at night with Qianmo, Qianmo would prepare a big pot of wine for herself and then sit outside the house with her, he taught her to recognize the stars and tell her some beautiful myths. Although the days on the mountain were monotonous, in those lonely days, the company of grandparents and grandchildren made Xia Qing feel warm. She really wanted to do it, and she really wanted to tell him that she could dance now, and that she was having such a hard time.

Memories are really terrible things, once they start, it is difficult to stop, and in just a while, Xia Qing's eyes were already full of tears, and the grievances of these days also poured out like a tide. She tried desperately to cover her mouth to keep herself from making a sound, but the tears had already burst into her eyes.

"Who! who's there!" the sudden candlelight frightened Xia Qing, and she quietly hid behind the rockery, staring intently at the people who were gradually approaching the pavilion. The candlelight is getting closer and closer, and the silhouette of the person coming is getting clearer and clearer.

"Ahh She wanted to see the person clearly, so she moved forward, but the stone under her feet was covered with moss because of the perennial moisture, and this small step actually slid her into the water.

"Save ...... Help..... "Xia Qing fluttered hard, but the more she tried to sink, the greater the fear enveloped her heart, did she really want to die here? She had no strength, her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, the water in her mouth was getting more and more, and her face had long been unable to distinguish whether it was lake water or tears.

It's okay, just go and see your mother and Grandpa Qianmo, at least you will live better there. She stopped thrashing and sank deeper with her body. The feeling of suffocation is getting stronger and stronger, and the chest seems to have been sucked away of something, and it is extremely painful, is it almost to that world?

At this moment, a pair of hands suddenly grabbed her, and the heavier and heavier body actually floated up under the pull of that force, higher and higher, higher and higher, air, air, she seemed to feel the air, the cool breeze seemed to blow across her face, Xia Qing felt that she was so cold, her eyes were blurry, and she couldn't open her eyes at all.

Darkness enveloped her world, and the only warmth was the big hands on her shoulders and the man's muffled voice,

"Xia Qing, don't die!"

The voice seemed to be very close and far away, ethereal, so good, it turned out that there were still people who cared about their lives and deaths. Xia Qing only knew that he pulled out a smile and then lost consciousness.

When he woke up, Xia Qing was already in Changhuan Pavilion, his body was covered in wet clothes, his hair was stuck to his face, and he was very embarrassed. She pinched herself hard.

Hurt!

I'm still alive. She slowly propped up her heavy body, and it was still dark, indicating that the time had not long passed. There was a pool of water around him, and it seemed that the hands and the voice in the water were real, not hallucinations. Who saved her?

"Ahh

She shrunk her thin little body, the wind was too cold. Maybe it's the hero who saves people who doesn't want others to know who he is, Xia Qing rubbed his itchy nose, did this Mochen deliberately not come?

Breaking the appointment like this, he almost lost his life, Xia Qing felt that the impression of this guy in his heart had fallen to a negative value. What kind of broken jade, the broken thing that almost killed me!Xia Qing subconsciously touched the chest where the jade was hidden,

Not..... Gone?

Chest, no! sleeve, no! waist pocket, no!

Xia Qing even took off his shoes and fell down, but he didn't find any trace of the jade.

Finished..... Lost. Xia Qing looked at the calm water in front of him in despair. It should be lying down here now, right?

It seemed that he owed more debts, Xia Qing raised his head and squinted, he had just been soaked in the lake water, and his eyes were sour, as if he was about to cry at any time. She wiped her eyes with her sleeve indiscriminately, and although the wet sleeve didn't play a big role, it at least made her eyes a lot clearer.

Well, the top of this pavilion is not very high, and it looks like it is very tall from the outside. Well, when this pavilion was built, it didn't care about the color, and the red and white combination was so strange.

Wait, white....?

The white on the pavilion, the guy who was drinking wine with Erlang's legs crossed, wasn't it Mochen, the son of Yucheng who was late today?

Xia Qing turned around and walked to his room without looking back, this hateful guy, even if he was late, he was still sitting there with a look of enjoyment looking at himself so embarrassed, he would come out to the appointment today because he didn't read the yellow calendar, and he deserved to be unlucky!

A big hand passed through his wrist, and a huge force pulled Xia Qing, who was still walking forward, back.

So poor Xia Qing threw himself into Mo Chen's arms and hit his chest hard. Xia Qing felt that this head was already numb with pain, why was a man's chest so hard?

At this time, Mochen behind him seemed to be fine, "Qing'er walked back so shy when she saw me, and now she is still in her arms, and she is flattered!"

How can there be such a shameless guy!" Xia Qing turned around and glared at the stranger with a bright face.

This guy looks so thin, why is he so strong, he can't break away from this embrace. Xia Qing gave up after several struggles to no avail, she was really tired. She could only stare at the person in front of her with her big apricot eyes.

If the eyes can kill, then the demonic man in front of him should have died countless times.

"Mochen, let go of me, I'm going to go back and change my clothes. After staring at him for a long time, the demon in front of him did not show any looseness, and this thick-skinned person was like this, Xia Qing had no choice but to show weakness and signal him to let go of himself.

"You glared at me. He had another hurt look on his face.

Xia Qing couldn't say anything anymore, isn't this more pitiful for himself? What the hell is this guy with a hurt expression on his face!

"You let go of me, I didn't stare at you really ....." Xia Qing was stunned, because now this action is really uncomfortable, and the guy in front of him is deliberately exhaling hot air to himself, itching and whisking is like being tortured.

"I'm staring at the rockery over there......" Xia Qing was about to cry at this time.

"I believe you once, come here, don't stand there blowing the cold wind. Mo Chen finally let go of his hand, Xia Qing looked at the wet on his chest with a smile, didn't this guy really let go because he was uncomfortable with the water on his body.

"Your belly pocket is so cute. Mo Chen suddenly turned his head to look at Xia Qing and said seriously.

Xia Qing lowered his head slowly, his wet white clothes were no different from transparent after being soaked in the water, and his tender green belly pocket was clearly exposed to the air. Even the pattern on it is very clear......

"Ah!!" "Bang!" When Xia Qing reacted, his hand had already slapped on Mo Chen's fair face, and the red five paw prints looked very funny on Mo Chen's face.

Mo Chen tilted his head, unable to see his expression clearly.

It was night, but Xia Qing felt that she might have done something amazing.