Sure enough, I can't escape the catastrophe of fate. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At the time of dying, I felt a chill in my heart, because, the fate of the underworld, I still did not hide from it, I thought that what I had done before could change my life against the sky, but I didn't expect that I still died, died at the last moment.

In fact, when I told Song Nan that I was going home, I had a premonition that I would die, but the feeling in my heart was extremely strong, so I couldn't resist, and Song Nan also agreed to me.

When all the problems are solved, the last big problem is to solve the worries.

According to my grandfather back then, I was a thousand-year-old widow, but the problem is that I have been born, which is obviously inconsistent with common sense.

Is this kind of thing really unattainable for an onmyoji?

I feel that Song Nan is setting up a game, a big game, counting me into it, many people are counted, and even he himself can't stay out of it, this is a big gamble, a shocking gamble.

It's just that I still don't know anything, I am a thousand years later, or I am a thousand years ago, I am extraordinarily small and powerless, I need strength!

Consciousness is gradually swallowed up by darkness, and everything is cold and biting.

Is this death?

I finally thought to myself, it's ridiculous, in modern times, I haven't experienced anything, but after going back to ancient times, having children and dying, I have experienced everything that most people can't experience, oh yes, and killing people.

I don't know what's wrong with me, if I'm getting weird or if I'm normal, what role am I playing in this bizarre world?

But it doesn't matter anymore, when I was dying, I looked at Song Nan and smiled slightly, the blood flowed on the ground to form a poignant circle, and the smell of blood was emanating, but my consciousness had disappeared.

Call!

Suddenly, my eyes opened!

My eyes were red as blood, and I looked around blankly, but in addition to the pitch black, I shook my head, feeling a little dizzy, as if I had a big dream, very psychedelic, but extremely real.

"Murong Ping, Song Xie worries. I muttered something that made me look like I was retarded in the hollow.

"Wake up?" a cold voice sounded from beside me.

"Who?!" At this time, the brain was still in a state of not being turned on, but it was still a little sober, and I instantly thought of a person!--The fox-faced old lady, no, according to her, it should be called Murong Ping!

"I don't know how this dream feels?" Murong Ping looked at me and said with a smile, but the expression in his eyes was extremely resentful!

"Not bad. I smiled and said, "As a movie, the box office must be good." ”

But it's all my hard mouth, and now I'm also in a state of confusion, it's still a question what expression I should use to face Song Nan, and I don't know how Murong Ping will face me, logically speaking, these are my dearest people, but I just want to escape now, escape from this weird shackle, and let me fly by myself.

Syllable!

My face instantly swollen, and a large palm print appeared on my face.

"I didn't expect you to be so obsessed!" The fox-faced old lady looked at me and said fiercely: "You've seen so many things I've experienced, isn't it enough! I still want to defend that little! Isn't it bad enough for him to kill our Murong family!?"

She yelled hysterically, at this time she didn't look like that Murong Ping, but more like a shrew, I looked at her blankly, the pain on her body didn't matter, I didn't understand, but I knew very well why she hated so much.

Absurd life, I didn't expect to be just used, and finally died in her hands, in the previous life with Song Nan, she didn't feel the emotion of happiness, but more, the negative emotions of pain, sadness, and betrayal are indeed enough to crush a woman.

"Ridiculous, isn't it?" I suddenly watched as she uttered three short words.

"Ridiculous, isn't it?" Murong Ping repeated in a daze, and then the hair on her face stood on end! "Yes, yes! It's so fucking ridiculous! Hahaha, the old lady worked hard to give birth to a daughter, but I didn't expect it to be this girl, and I ran away with such a negative person! I was so stupid in my last life, I didn't expect my daughter to be so stupid! Hahaha, what a stupid family!"

Her crazy horn, the attack hit me like raindrops, although I hurt, but I don't speak, what I want to know more is, how should I face Song Nan, the future road, how to be good, although the body hurts, but my heart hurts, to be accurate to describe it should be painful!

"Ping'er, don't fight!" Half of Murong Ping's hideous face suddenly turned into another face, a face I was familiar with.

Green Fox.

Qinghu looked at Murong Ping with concern, and while opening his mouth to persuade, I have to say that this is a slightly weird picture, on the same face, two people coexist, Murong Ping and Qinghu, one looks concerned, the other gritted his teeth.

"Why are you all together in the end? I couldn't help but ask.

According to that dream, I was a little puzzled as to why I in my previous life and the green fox who died a long time ago came together.

"When I died, my soul couldn't be reincarnated for some reason, so I wandered around the human world, and finally attached myself to the spirit fox. Qinghu said to me slowly.

I think about it carefully, it should be the spell on the body of the biggest green fox, and after Murong Ping's death, the spirit body also wandered in the human world, and finally chose the spirit fox, so it is this phenomenon that has become this state of being like a human and not a human and a ghost and not a ghost, in the final analysis, this is still thanks to Song Nan.

I was silent, these two people both have an indescribable relationship with Song Nan, and they may not have been victimized by Song Nan.

"Where is Brother Nan?" I asked Xiang Qinghu, not caring at all about Murong Ping, who continued to attack me.

"He..." The green fox looked unbearable, as if he didn't know what to say.

"Where!" I yelled!

Qinghu was startled, and so was Murong Ping, who stopped the attack in his hand, and looked at me, as if he didn't know me, and now I am gloomy and a little scary.

"Ping'er. Qinghu said a word to Murong Ping, looked at me, and couldn't bear it.

"That's fine. Murong Ping seemed to have aged a lot at this moment, looked at me, sighed, and actually put me down. I shook my purple wrist, which had been strangled, and without hesitation, followed them out.