"Ahh

"Don't—"

"Ahh

The cold air of the early morning was biting, and a stream of cold wind generously poured into the pink embroidery bed without the bed tent from the unclosed window, Zitong's eyes were closed, and her brows were furrowed and she screamed over and over in pain on the bed. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Faces that were more or less connected to her flashed in her dreams. They all tightened their faces with cold faces, and there was a lot of pain on their faces.

In the dream, she raised her feet to get close to them, but as soon as her front feet fell, and before her hind feet left the ground, she sank into a deep and bottomless lake, and the cold water of the lake instantly sucked into her aching chest, and the suffocating sensation was like an iron chain in the hands of the seductive messengers of hell and bound her delicate neck.

It's cold!

Her lips trembled, and her hands tried to reach upward, and the more she struggled, the more her body sank to the bottom of the lake. Feng Yu - Save Me - Master - Save Me - Ah -

With her call, more and more lake water poured into Zitong's mouth mercilessly.

"Ahh The lake seemed to be cut by something, and Zitong, who had been freed, rushed upwards violently, and when she opened her eyes, a dazzling sunlight forced her head to dodge inward, and Zitong, who sat up from the bed, woke up from her groggy dark sleep.

It turned out to be a dream!

But what is it meant to portend?

His eyes swept slightly, and the window was opened all night. There was no shadow of Feng Xiang on the bed, and the soreness all over his body reminded the madness of the two of them last night. A few red marks faintly appeared on the arm that exposed the brocade quilt, and Zi Tong stared at it in a daze.

Until a low sigh came from his ears, he turned his head in surprise to look at the place where the voice came from, Mei Niang!

Dressed in red, the palace dress was in tatters, the originally beautiful and moving ice muscle and jade skin were covered with scars at this time, and the long black hair that he was proud of was gray and white and his shoulders were scattered. The black eyes that had been smiling skillfully were tinged with a gray pale that made Zitong's heart ache at this time.

Dumb, desperate, helpless, lifeless, old voices pierced the silence of the room.

"I can't find him!"

Mei Niang's lips were chapped and pale, but they were the only place on her body that could still be seen.

"Y-how did you make yourself like this!"

Zitong couldn't be afraid, and jumped from the bed to Mei Niang without shoes, and her hand wanted to put it on her shoulder worriedly, but it quickly passed through Mei Niang's body: "How come?" "Originally, she could touch Mei Niang, but now she ......

"He's gone! I've been looking for him, but I can't find him! ”

Mei Niang ignored Zitong's hand passing through her body, her mouth kept repeating 'he's gone', and her gray eyes stared blankly at a certain place without moving. The unclosed window poured in another gust of cold wind, and Zitong, who was only wearing a single coat, hit a pendulum hard!

Before she could react, Mei Niang stretched out a pale and weak withered hand, pointed in the direction of Nanyuan and said, "Don't be afraid, I just came to ask you, why can't I enter that courtyard?" ”

Zi Tong didn't look in the direction she was pointing, her eyes were just staring at the withered branch-like hand, and the slender and beautiful nails that had been arranged were actually broken from the flesh at this time, and the color of the blood scab could be seen to be injured not long ago. What did Mei Niang encounter, I haven't seen her for a few days, why did a beautiful woman fall into such a miserable situation!

"It's impossible for Zhao Sheng not to be seen, don't worry, when the master comes back, I'll ask the master to help you find it!" A light flashed through his brain, and Zi Tong suddenly remembered that Zhao Sheng was fake, he was gone, and the master would just let the old locust tree change into another one. Thinking of this, she hurriedly comforted Mei Niang.

"Ahh

Zitong looked at the gray hair on her body, and her hand broke when she touched it!

She guessed right, everything was just an illusion. Mei Niang's spiritual power is not weak enough to support her to manifest herself!

"Mei Niang-" Zitong stood still, although the surrounding body was an illusion, but the lingering death breath was real! Tong Fengxiang tossed all night, and the cold wind blew again, at this time, being eroded inch by inch by this dead air, Zitong's consciousness was a little blurred, and Mei Niang's painful screams kept echoing in his ears.

After a long time, until Zitong was about to fall into a coma-

"Woo" The slightest sobbing sound leaked out from between Mei Niang's dry hands that covered her lips like an insect.

Zitong only felt that her body was loose, her gray hair retreated, Mei Niang shrunk into a small ball, and the ground was covered with wet red tears.

"That Zhao Sheng is not real!" That little blob of red, muttering something lowly.

Zhao Sheng has already disappeared! Zitong knew that the fake Zhao Sheng couldn't deceive Mei Niang, who loved Zhao Sheng so much! If you can be deceived for a while, how can you be deceived for a long time?

"You-you-you know-" Zitong, who couldn't think of any words of comfort, looked at Mei Niang, who was in pain, and could only spit out a word of nonsense when she opened her mouth.

Dry and useless.

"I want to enter Nanyuan, can you help me?" A small voice came from the red thing, Zi Tong took a deep breath, clenched his fist, and let go before he slowly spoke: "Zhao Sheng is not there!" ”

"I know!"

"Then why do you want to ......" Zitong looked vigilantly at Mei Niang, who was still shrunk into a ball.

"I want to meet the old locust tree that has been with me for 300 years." Mei Niang's voice was low, the crying gradually faded a lot, and the red group moved twice.

"I'm sorry!"

Since Mei Niang and the fake Zhao Sheng left, Zitong knew that it was the old locust tree casting spells, and she was always faintly uneasy.

That day, she said to the little demon with anxiety: "Master, what if Mei Niang finds out that Zhao Sheng is a fake, and goes back to Nanyuan to force a confession to the old locust tree that has not yet taken shape?" It knew that Zhao Sheng had been wiped out! ”

"I've already banned Nanyuan. Oh, even if she found out that Zhao Sheng was fake, thinking that the real Zhao Sheng was still alive was not a thought for her. ”

The master's words that day still echoed in his ears, but Zitong looked at Mei Niang who was embarrassed in front of her, and for a moment wanted to tell her the truth loudly, so that she could die clearly, and it was better than living so painfully now.

Mei Niang heard Zitong's refusal, she suddenly unfolded her body, slowly stood up, her face was full of red tears, her hands were slightly clasped in front of her chest, and her voice was earnest: "I beg you!" Help me! ”

Zitong stood straight, biting her lower lip, without saying a word, with an indifferent expression on her face.

"Please—"

"Please—"

The voices overlapped and were chaotic, and Zi Tong only felt that a lot of Mei Niang appeared in front of her at once, and they all surrounded her with painful faces, begging her over and over again.

What a headache!

Zitong stretched out her hand to ask Mei Niang to stop shouting, but her body shook violently!

"Bump!"

Zitong fell heavily to the ground!

Mei Niang, who was still crying, suddenly had a serious expression, how could there be a trace of sadness on her face, the white smoke flickered, the red-clothed palace dress was radiant, her gray hair was dyed black, the scars on her face receded, and the play returned to a peach cheek and apricot face, and her eyes were cut water. It's moving!

"Come out!"

"Haha--it's still Mei Niang!"

A white shadow pushed the door in, looked at Zitong on the ground with an unfathomable expression, and shook his chest lightly with a paper fan.

"What a ruthless heart! Lying on the ground is the little beauty who only had a night with you last night! Mei Niang seductively cocked her delicate white little finger to her lips, and kissed the extremely sharp slender nails little by little.