Yang Qing mentioned the Demon Sect Holy Maiden Mochizuki, and there was a strange silence at the scene. How burning the eyes of the two people next to him stared at him, and how dodging they were now. The young man didn't care, the sound of the wood plucking was subtle, the smell of meat in contact with the air was overflowing, and he could hear the roar of wild beasts in the forest from far and near, the grinding of teeth, and the sound of the wind in all directions overhead.

The green field is quiet, the wind is whispering, and the voice of the youth is far away and lonely:

"You've probably heard rumors about me and the witch Mochizuki. None of that is true, but a small percentage of it is. She was unlike most of the girls I had ever come into contact with, and I became curious about her. In fact, curiosity is often the beginning of feelings. It wasn't until much later that I realized. ”

Mochizuki stood side by side with him, looking a little stunned and a little panicked. She looked at Yang Qing's face slightly uncomfortably, wanting to see his expression, but he didn't pay attention to her, immersed in memories.

Mochizuki vaguely thought: What's wrong? What happened? I thought Yang Qing was provoking Mingyang, he deliberately made up a story for Mingyang. None of that was true, he was just playing. He always liked to tease me like this, and he liked to see me fried. But his tone is not right now...... It's as if he's telling the truth.

It's going crazy.

Is he telling the truth or is he telling a lie?

"I used to pay attention to her in the past," Yang Qingwei smiled, "but she doesn't know." I used to see her at a very close distance to her. She still didn't know. At a very close distance, I have seen what she is like, very beautiful, very smart, very wanton. is arrogant and domineering, still doing his own thing, and being justified. It's such a girl I've never been in contact with, and every aspect makes me wonder and I want to get closer. But she can't get too close, and she will find out. ”

"People in the rivers and lakes often say that she loves me. But I didn't know that I had secretly longed for her. For a long time, I couldn't quite tell what my feelings were for her. Later, she died in the Demon Cult infighting and died in ...... I was also very sad when I heard it. I thought I would either avoid her for the rest of my life or take a step closer to her. I didn't expect it to turn out like this. ”

That was a year ago.

Now that I think about it, it feels like yesterday, sometimes vague, sometimes very clear.

He was explaining his homework to the juniors, and suddenly a disciple hurriedly entered the hall and handed him a letter. It was a report on the Demon Cult, and the letter wrote about Mochizuki's death.

He held the letter, his hand only trembled slightly, but he still held the letter steadily, and asked the disciples to study their own homework, and he turned to find the master of the school.

When he arrived at the main hall, the head of the sect and many elders were already waiting for him. He handed over the letter, and the head of the house was overjoyed, "The witch Mochizuki is dead?!" Great, the Demon Sect is bound to be in chaos, and it is the time when my righteous path is thriving. The head of the sect specially looked at this hall, the only Lingxiu young man among the group of old men and women, full of joy, "Elder Zhaimu, you finally don't have to be trapped by the muddy rumors anymore, and you can't leave the Cloud Gate. ”

In Cloud Gate, Yang Qing has a very high status. Although he is only in his twenties, he is the same generation as a group of middle-aged and elderly people, and he is the elder of Yunmen.

It's just that his existence zài was completely disrupted by Mochizuki. Not many people in the rivers and lakes know.

After Mochizuki's death, the people of Manyunmen were really happy, and the people of the rivers and lakes were full of spirits. Only Yang Qing stood in the clouds and mist in the mountains, thinking that the girl who was fierce in red back then, but had a charming face when she saw him, died like that.

He wasn't happy.

Maybe it's a little stunned.

He didn't know what kind of mood he should be in to repay, so he only took out the letter and read it again, and every time he stopped at the words "Demon Sect Holy Maiden Mochizuki".

Plenilune.

Plenilune......

In this way, the bright moon fell, and the sky darkened.

Yang Qing's tone was sparse, where could Mochizuki not hear it? She was very surprised and stared at Yang Qing's eyes. Her heart was shocked, shocked and surprised. Could it be that Yang Qing was really attracted to her? He is not indifferent and ruthless, and only let her suffer alone in the back?

The night fog gradually rose, and the surrounding area was a dark dye vat. Hearing Yang Qing laugh, "I don't understand much, I haven't left her any thoughts, she hasn't seen me a few times, why is she so attentive to me?" ”

Mochizuki hesitated, still wanting to express his opinion, "Probably because you look good." ”

Yang Qing lowered his eyes sideways, glanced at this baba little girl, and the corners of his lips hooked, "It's really superficial, you are the same as her," he said again, "But is it just that simple?" ”

Mochizuki thought to herself, should I add some points to my past self?

So she said, "It's not difficult, as a woman, I think the main reason why she is like this is ...... She is affectionate. ”

She blinked at Yang Qing: I am a very affectionate person, you know?

Yang Qing: "......"

He sneered, looking at her delicate little face, staring at him with her cheeks raised, and her eyes were bright. Cowering next to him like a puppy, the whole person was next to him.

It's so much to think about, so much to think about......

Yang Qing stretched out his hand and gently pinched the girl's face. If it weren't for Mingyang still on his side, he couldn't help but want to take her into his arms and rub it.

He teased, "What more? She's affectionate, and I'm not ruthless. ”

He touched her little face like this, and quickly withdrew his hand, and after Mochizuki was stunned for a while, he touched the place where he was pinched just now, as if he could still feel the temperature of his fingertips.

Yang Qing turned her face again, looking into the dark depths, Mochizuki endured it, but she still couldn't help it, she spoke, "Actually, I ......"

Ming Yang, the master of the fire hall, coughed heavily beside him and reminded the Holy Maiden.

The saintess is very self-conscious, and she is still looking at Yang Qing with the shy eyes of her lover, "Actually, I am ......"

She didn't say anything because Yang Qing was still immersed in her memories, and continued:

"But it's not affectionate, but it's useless between me and her. She's a Demon Cult Holy Maiden, and if she rushes to this point, I can't do anything with her. ”

Mochizuki wanted to identify himself and held back.

"There is a balance between good and evil, even if I have a good impression of her in private, no matter how much I like her, on the surface, I can't do anything. Why bother each other so much? Between good and evil, it's better to be pure. If she kills a White Dao disciple in front of me, I won't be soft on her. If she does a lot of evil, I won't hesitate. Although I am very selfish, although I have silently followed her for a long time, but ...... Forget it. ”

"I don't want to fall in love with the Demon Cult Saintess at all."

Yang Qing turned his head and saw the aggrieved face of Mochizuki. He couldn't help but laugh and deliberately pretended not to know and asked, "What's wrong with you?" What's this expression? By the way, what did you just want to tell me? ”

"Nothing." Mochizuki felt that he was really pitiful, but he didn't expect Yang Qing to be so unacceptable to good and evil. He looks very open-minded, why is he so unaccustomed to the Demon Daoist?

Mochizuki felt that she was very aggrieved, she had words of suffering, and she couldn't bear it, so she pounced, hugged Yang Qing's neck, and took the initiative to throw herself into his arms. The girl fluttered in her arms, Yang Qing was used to being pounced, and she loosely supported her back with one hand, and sat firmly to prevent her from falling out. He patted Mochizuki twice on the back, as if he could feel her aggrieved feelings.

The girl whispered softly in his ear, "You didn't lie to me? Did you really follow her before you were with me? Did you really like her? Silently? Secretly? Don't let her know? It doesn't matter how you lie to me, but you can't coax me to play in this kind of thing. ”

Yang Qing smiled, and his voice was also very low, like a whisper, "What's worth lying to you?" You'll know sooner or later, say it sooner or later, it's all the same. ”

Well?

What do you mean she'll find out sooner or later?

What is he implying for?

Mochizuki sat up straight and looked up at him. The young man's eyes were peaceful, with a long starry light. He didn't seem to be joking about it. That is to say, although there is some moisture in his words, there may be a deliberate dislike to coax her, but there are also some places where he didn't lie to her?

He is really ...... to himself, to himself

Mochizuki's eyes were watery, he looked at Yang Qing, and stretched out his arms to hug him again.

Yang Qing couldn't resist and smiled, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Yang Qing, you are so pitiful. I'm so sorry for you. ”

"Huh?"

Mochizuki just comforted him silently in a hugging posture, making Yang Qing cry and laugh, and he couldn't struggle. But Mochizuki didn't say any more.

Yang Qing, you are so pitiful. The saddest thing in the world is that you have someone you like, but I am a demon cult person you can't accept, I see you sad, but I can't admit your identity, I can only see you alone in pain. I, I'm really ...... I'm so sorry for you.

Yang Qing: "......?" ”

He couldn't help but smile and hugged her like a favorite pet. The little girl with a lot of emotions also brought him back to the city in some ways. At least now, after he said this, Mingyang never said in front of him, "How good was Miss Yang and I in the old years".

On the bright side, it seems to be flattened.

You see, you have an old lover. I also have people I used to like.

Everyone's just forget it, right?

Doing so added another annoyance to Yang Qing who didn't know whether he liked it or not. Ever since he dissected his thoughts to the deceased Demon Sect Saintess Mochizuki, the way Mochizuki looked at him became more and more different. Before, it was just enthusiasm, simple like, but now it is pity, pity, and care for him in every way.

Looking at Mochizuki's eyes, Yang Qing could guess what she was thinking: Hey, this person is really not easy, and it is pitiful to secretly like me to the point where I don't know it at all. The more I hurt him, the more I compensated him.

Yang Qing: ......

Mochizuki is actually very envious of Yang Qing: Your life is really good. You see that you secretly liked me in your heart, I came back to life, and I can continue to have a fate with you. How many people in the world have such good luck as you? I really envy you.

Mochizuki didn't say it explicitly, but she liked to share it with Yang Qing too much. If it weren't for the fact that the relationship between the two hadn't reached that point now, she would even want to tell Yang Qing some gossip about the Demon Sect. It was so difficult to hold on to her identity as the Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect, and she didn't say it, but she wiped out her envy for Yang Qing and erased her rebirth, and told Yang Qing, "You are so lucky." I secretly like someone, although there is no development, but as soon as you turned around, you met me again. I like you so much and treat you so well. The first time you went down the mountain, you came out for a walk, and you didn't suffer any emotional hurt, and that little regret was soothed by me again. Now if you are happy every day, whether it is martial arts, love, or your sect's affairs, you are the winner. Good luck. ”

What like her?

It's so sad.

has been with a person for many years, and that person turns around and loves a stranger to death or life.

has been in love with a person for so many years, and that person has not seen her alive or dead, and he has not given her a chance.

When he was bored, he went out to collect style, and was killed by Yao Fu, and in the chaotic infighting, only Mingyang followed.

Let's be reborn again, and I just want to go back to the Holy Sect to deal with internal strife, but I heard that the sect leader has apostasy, and I have to come out to find the sect leader bitterly.

Before the sect leader could find it, he saw the person who robbed his fiancé and killed him, and wanted to kill the woman, but his martial arts were not in place, and he didn't succeed.

It's just a little clear about the relationship with a person, this person is still poisonous, she has to find an antidote, if she can't find it, she has to die, and she has to be sad when she dies.

Compared with Yang Qing, her life is really too bitter.

Yang Qing looked at her with "......" eyes for a while, and then held his forehead and smiled, "If you have to understand it like this, I can't help it." ”

Although in his opinion, Mochizuki, who escaped death and had a second life, was already extraordinarily lucky. Just for the sake of this one lucky, the rest of the qiē sufferings can be bearable.

At this time, Mingyang really played the role of an invisible person.

But he really cares about the saint, and he is afraid that the saint will be deceived. Privately, I asked Yang Qing, "Young Master Yang, you said that you have observed the Demon Sect Holy Maiden at a very close distance, is it true?" ”

Yang Qing said, "Guess. ”

"......" inexplicably thinks that Cheng Dù, whom Yang Qing hates, is the same as the original sect leader!

Mingyang was stunned for a moment, and it was rare to think of the sect leader who made him want to hide, and he pondered: Speaking of which, although the general personality is different, Yang Qing is warm and cold, and the fairy aura is fluttering, and the original sect leader is uncertain, cruel and indifferent. But in a way, these two people really have something in common.

For example, everything that is said is half-truthful, and it is difficult for people to guess which sentence is true and which is false;

For example, they are all people who like to play, like to tease the saints, and can also play with the saints;

For another example, he is very tolerant of the saint and helps her sloppy nature to finish. The saint was about to reveal her identity repeatedly, and Yang Qing helped her carry it; In the past, the saint had a quarrel with the sect leader, and the holy sect was about to be overturned, but the sect leader avoided her at most, and did not restrict her much.

When you think about it, it's scary!

Mingyang looked at Yang Qing's gaze, no longer full of hostility, but full of sympathy: Yang Gongzi, you may ...... It's very likely that you've been empathized with by my saint, you know?

Yang Qing: ......?

Mingyang's full and compassionate gaze really made Yang Qing feel inexplicable.

Mingyang didn't just pay attention to the emotional problems of the saint, after knowing that Yang Qing and the disciples of Yunmen had been hit by "no fragrance", his first thought was to raise his eyebrows: Should! Deserve! It's good to be dead!

The second thought is: you can't die. Yang Qing died, and the saint had to die of sadness.

So let's work hard and find the master of the water hall to listen to the sound.

Most of the cities in the southwest are the territory of the Demon Cult. Bai Dao's news network here is very weak, and he used to be hidden, but now because of the decline of the Demon Sect, Bai Dao's relationship network has floated from under the water, and it seems that there are a lot more. But the most powerful is still the Demon Cult.

Naturally, Bai Dao can be regarded as entering the door of the Demon Sect, so he can't expect to sit in someone else's house and sit on his own, right?

It was not very convenient for Yang Qing to contact the disciples of the Cloud Sect, and it was too convenient for Ming Yang, the master of the Fire Hall, to use the network of the Demon Sect: they had come all the way, relying on the clues provided by the Demon Sect people. Because the longer the toxicity drags on, the more difficult it may be to treat, or the medicine will not work at all. The three of them hurried quickly.

And Yang Qing's body quickly thinned down at a speed visible to the naked eye. Before, the true qi was still not spiritual, but now it is not very spiritual most of the time. It's really that he has fought with Mingyang a few times before, and when he fights with a martial arts master like Mingyang, the operation of his true qi is naturally much faster than that of others.

Much faster and more dissipated.

Now in the threesome, only Mingyang has the advantage of force. Fortunately, this side is all the territory of the Demon Sect, and as soon as Mingyang stands to the side, no one dares to come over without a long eye to find fault.

Three days later, the group finally arrived at a Qingxi town. According to the information given by Mingyang's subordinates, "The Water Hall Master is now in the Baifang Building in Qingxi Town. ”

The corner of Mingyang's mouth twitched: Baifanglou, this is still the name of Qinglou.

I really don't know what a woman is running in Qinglou more often than their big men.

First booked two rooms in the inn, Mochizuki went to rest with Yang Qing, and Mingyang found the network of the Demon Sect and asked, "Wasn't it appropriate to build last time?" Why did you come to Qingxi Town so quickly and sell yourself to this flower building? How many times can she sell herself? The blind man who opened the green building and dared to buy it? ”

The subordinates laughed, "The hall master joked. With the appearance of the master of the water hall, who will stop him if he takes the initiative to enter the Qinglou? The Fire Hall Master actually has something to find the Water Hall Master, and the Water Hall Master must be very happy. ”

“…… She's happy? Mingyang sneered, and laughed so hard that his subordinates' hunched bodies pressed down again, lest they make this evil star unhappy. And Mingyang's heart was full of impatience and disgust, if it weren't for the need of the holy woman, he didn't want to take the initiative to come to the water hall master at all. Such a strange woman, he didn't want to see it at all.

The Fire Hall Master knew too well and sneered and asked, "Did she get into any big trouble again?" ”

"I can't blame the water hall master this time," the subordinates whispered and gossiped, "The water hall master used to be very comfortable as an oiran in Yichun Building in Ning County, and suddenly someone robbed her of the limelight and grabbed a man with her." Because the water hall master can't reveal his identity, he can only fight in the name of an oiran. Then the fight was lost. There seems to be a court official behind the other Oiran who has driven our water hall master to this town. This Baifang Building is far less famous than the Yichun Building where the owner of the water hall used to stay, and the quality of the passenger flow is high. ”

The faces of the subordinates who gossip are full of embarrassment.

"......" Mingyang was silent for a moment, and asked with a dark face, "She went to the Qinglou to get addicted, and you also heard about it?" Isn't it just to be an Oiran in a green building, where is it different? Do you need to regret it? ”

The subordinates laughed dryly, knowing that this fire hall master was a ruthless person who only liked to kill people and set fires, and he had never been interested in women, and he had never been angry with the water hall master. Of course, I didn't dare to speak for the water hall master in front of the Fire Hall Master. In fact, everyone is a subordinate, and I really like the water hall master. That look, that enchanting, that elegance...... Working under the master of the water hall, as long as he looks good, the master of the water hall is not jealous, and he can go to bed and chat, which is the gospel of everyone.

It's not like following the fire hall master, life hangs on the waist at any time, and you don't know when you will die.

As everyone knows, the Fire Hall Master also dislikes these people: the people under the Water Hall Master are probably the most useless and Israeli-serving waste in the Holy Sect. The hall master's own martial arts are surprisingly bad, can you expect them to be masters?

Mingyang ignored the faces of his subordinates, pondered for a moment, and said, "Go and inform her, I will bring two distinguished guests over to find her to cure the poison of 'no fragrance'." She would have been pleasantly surprised to see this distinguished guest. ”

Who knew that the subordinate said, "Hall Master, if it's not too important, don't bother the Water Hall Master at this time, right?" ”

"Huh?"

"She is now being robbed by two sons, caught in a complicated love-hate relationship, and is very annoyed. I'm afraid that at this time, I am not in the mood to care about saving people. ”

The tendons on the fire hall master's forehead twitched, and as soon as he heard "love and hate", a large number of chaotic associations came to his mind.

He gritted his teeth, "You told her to prepare!" Saved this 'distinguished guest'! I'm here to help her settle her 'love-hate relationship'! ”

"Really?!" This subordinate obviously likes the water hall master very much, and was very surprised when he heard it, "Great, the subordinate will go and sue the water hall master." She's definitely looking forward to ......."

Mingyang sneered, he really didn't want to talk to these people at all, but he still had to wait patiently for news. Of course, he could have brought people over directly without being informed. But he was really afraid that the woman's style was too open, and she would blind herself and others. In order not to have a long needle eye, it is better to say hello in advance, and she can also be a little more restrained.

While Mingyang, the master of the Fire Hall, was patiently waiting for news from there, Mochizuki was in the inn and did not go out, but sat on the couch and meditated with his eyes closed.

She is opening the last two meridians, and because of her poor physique, she can only come step by step. At this point, it's already a kick in the door. So even though Yang Qing was next door, it was a time of weakness and a good time to take advantage of the weakness, she still endured the pain and cut her love, sitting in her guest room to open up the meridians.

Visualize inside, adjust the breath, and lead the true qi as thin as a gossamer, and swim throughout the body. From cold, to slightly warm, to piping hot.

Over and over again, with great patience.

In fact, the meridians are not completely opened, and it is okay to practice martial arts. Not everyone is born with outstanding meridians and amazing bones. But Mochizuki herself would not mix her martial arts path with the third-rate, she had seen and heard it in her previous life, but she still had a lot of regrets. In this life, what a great opportunity to be able to repair and make up for some mistakes in martial arts training in the previous life from the beginning.

The girl in the thin shirt tied her hair with a jade hoop, her long black hair was tied behind her head, her eyes were closed, her face was full, and under a closer look, there was a thin layer of sweat.

Sit upright like jade.

In the body, in the visualization, there is also a small her, sitting upright like jade.

True Qi went faster and faster, rushing upward. Thousands of filaments, gathered in one place, become a slightly larger stream of water, along the meridians.

Butlerium.

A hole was washed open.

The current is more imposing and continues to move upwards. This time, it's a little harder than before. Sailing against the current, there is a cliff in front of you, hanging straight down. And the flow of water formed by the true qi will rush up. rushed away, and saw the sun. If you can't rush away, it will always be like this. The path of martial arts training must be restricted.

It had taken a quarter of an hour before, and Mochizuki was not in a hurry, and at the last meridian, she pumped her true qi into silk, circulated around, and slowly polished it, tempting again and again, and failing to enter the door again and again. Every time I tried it, I felt a kind of nervous twitching pain, and I wanted to hold my head and scream in pain.

Ordinary people don't suffer like that. It was also because Yang Wangyue's physique was not suitable for martial arts. Mochizuki forcibly asked this body to take the road of martial arts, and he could only suffer some hardships at the beginning.

She sat for another half an hour, and the sweat on her forehead became more and more. Finally, I felt that it was almost over, and the water suddenly gathered up and rushed like a high mountain.

Indomitable, domineering and stabbing.

The muscles and bones were all in sharp pain along the way, but Mochizuki didn't care, just staring at the last acupoint in his body.

Boom!

The last hole was also washed away.

In an instant, there seemed to be infinite true qi surging in her body, wisps and thousands of thousands, making her stand tall in the mountains, but watching thousands of waves coming towards her, unstoppable. In the past, the true qi gathered by Mochizuki was as small as an ant. Even if they get together, they are not as strong as the water that is blowing in front of them now. Mochizuki held his breath, and he didn't dare to be careless. At this time, if the force is unloaded, the success will fall short. Although it is not impossible to practice martial arts, the power of the rank is lower. The introductory mental method given to her by Yang Qing appeared in her mind, and according to this mental method, she slowly began to cultivate through the mental method, guiding the rampaging air flow in her body, following the meridians, all the way into the five internal organs.

As soon as she practiced, she realized that it was different from what she had learned in the past.

This method of mind is indeed wonderful, gentle as spring, without domineering, it is really good like water, and Fang Yuan is self-contained. The speed of circulation in the body is like getting twice the result with half the effort.

At this point, Mochizuki was completely relieved. Although she was still meditating and pranayama, she was no longer in a hurry.

I have already entered the door, and after that, it is time to cultivate. She already had a foundation in martial arts before, and now with the help of Yunmen's mental method, it is not difficult to restore her former cultivation. In the future, when walking the rivers and lakes, you don't have to rely on external forces like during this time.

Hit whoever you want.

If you want to make a move, you can do it.

If you don't like it, you can run it over directly.

Mochizuki is a person who doesn't like mental work, and she is too lazy to think too much. What can be solved by force has never liked to beat around the bush. Now that martial arts are back on track, her heart is happy and relaxed, and the corners of her mouth are hooked upward.

It took more than an hour before Mochizuki opened his eyes refreshed.

She jumped off the couch and felt much lighter. The little girl walked to the makeup mirror and admired her beauty for a long time: this beautiful face looked more similar to her before. I don't know if it's the psychological effect of breaking away the meridians, or if she's grown up a little more.

Mochizuki wrenched his fingers and calculated: his birthday will be over soon, and he will be sixteen years old.

One step closer to the day of marrying Yang Qing!

In fact, although Yang Wangyue is fifteen years old, her birth date is not the same as her. However, Mochizuki never follows Yang Wangyue's rules, she still prefers her birthday, she likes to be sixteen years old soon, then she will be sixteen years old soon.

Mochizuki was comfortable for a long time, wanting to share the good news of his meridians with Yang Qing. As soon as she thought of Yang Qing, she turned around and went out, flying.

They booked two rooms at the inn, one for men and one for women. Mingyang is not here now, and in that room, only Yang Qing lives alone. At this time, it was already dark, Yang Qing must have taken it in the room, anyway, it was next door, and Mochizuki only had to knock on the door.

She knocked twice, but there was no sound inside, and she pushed the door open.

There was still a happy smile on his face, "Yang Qing, I tell you good news......"

Her words came to an abrupt end, for the young man closed his eyes against the window paper when she saw the window, and did not open his eyes because she had entered. He leaned against the window, his face pale and his expression silent. Pitch-black hair, beautiful face, black and white, complement each other. The snow was as clean as it was, and she slept by the window like that, and the halo of the lights floated on her face, making the girl's heart beat a little faster.

It's such a beautiful woman who makes you want to bow down.

Mochizuki herself is a bright beauty, but it is not as attractive as Yang Qing. Waking up all the way, his temperament is gentle, and if he has a soft light all over his body, I don't know how many women have blushed. Fortunately, she followed, coupled with his unique aura, there were many girls who blushed in front of him, and there were many girls who confessed, but there were no more stalkers.

After all, people are so good-looking, looking at you gently and gently, it always gives people a feeling of being ashamed in front of him.

Of course, Mochizuki has never had such troubles.

Yang Qing never gave her the feeling of being ashamed enough to reflect on herself.

Yang Qing is hers.

Mochizuki has always had this self-awareness.

Now that he was flashed by the "beauty under the lamp", Mochizuki turned around and closed the door first before tiptoeing up. She stood at the table and looked down at him for a long time, but he didn't wake up. Mochizuki stretched out three fingers to catch his pulse, and after finding that it was no different, the grass breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the beauty with confidence.

She leaned down sympathetically and looked at Yang Qing: It's really pitiful. The poison of "no fragrance" is even more domineering than I imagined. Actually let the martial arts of people who are so high as Yang Qing, she walked in, and they all stood so close, he didn't wake up.

Thinking about it, he is also tired, he is a sensible and good girl, of course he will not have to call people up.

Mochizuki looked at the empty guest room, brought an embroidered pier from the bedside and sat down, and looked at the beauty with his cheeks.

After looking at it for a while, I felt that the distance seemed to be a little farther away.

She sat down a little closer and continued to admire.

After a while, it still feels far away.

So Mochizuki simply put the embroidery pier next to Yang Qing, sat down and looked up.

Looking at it, I still feel itchy.

Mochizuki stood up, leaned in front of him, waved his hand, and cautiously, "Yang Qing? ”

The youthful breath was calm and did not wake up.

Mochizuki tried several times, but he didn't wake up. Although people are poisoned, she doesn't seem to be in danger of others. But Yang Qing is not about to die, she just doesn't do anything, and it's useless. Since it's useless to leave left and right, it's better to make yourself happy and do something.

The logic is just perfect.

Mochizuki crouched down, buried in the shadow of the youth, untied his belt, a little, his hand lightly pressed his knees, and with the other, he pulled his leather belt, and lifted his robe, looking in......