The sun sets west, the moon is cold, and the night is like a dream.

At eleven o'clock, at the beginning of the child, Liu Qingyuan returned to the rental house. The lights in the room were shining, and under the lights, Xu Xuanxuan sat there, reading seriously.

Liu Qingyuan was surprised, approached her, and looked at her closely.

The black hair is still stained with water, exuding a fragrance, and a crystal necklace is worn on the smooth and white neck. Her face was slightly red, and she was wearing pink silk pajamas, revealing a pair of white and tender thighs. Under the fluffy pajamas, the pair of jade balls were about to come out.

Xu Xuanxuan is indeed very tempting, but Liu Qingyuan is now wood.

Finding that the light was blocked from the books, Xu Xuanxuan pinned her hair to her ears, turned her head, and saw that it was Liu Qingyuan, she showed a smile and said softly: "You're back."

"Oh", Liu Qingyuan replied dumbfoundedly.

Xu Xuanxuan took back the book, got out of the way, and sat on the edge of the bed obediently. The house was very clean, the books on the table were neatly organized, and there was a small pot of plants on it.

The sword leaves are open, verdant and dripping, very energetic, very beautiful.

"Hmm, this grass is Junzilan, do you like it", Xu Xuanxuan blinked, asking Liu Qingyuan's opinion.

Liu Qingyuan spoke: "Zhilan is born in a secluded valley, not to be unpopular, a gentleman to cultivate morality, and not to change his temperament for poverty." ”

"A gentleman is like a jade, a gentleman is like an orchid"

Xu Xuanxuan said happily: "Well, I also like orchids, I like Junzi orchids."

Xu Xuanxuan said: "I cleaned up the house, how about it."

The floor was cleaned, the corner of the lime wall was wallpapered by her, there was a small string of wind chimes by the windowsill, there was a pink cartoon pillow on the bed, and the room was filled with the fragrance of women......

Liu Qingyuan said: "Thank you, you sorted it out so well......

"Well, you're welcome", Xu Xuanxuan's pretty face turned red, her legs were tightly tied, and she was a little restrained at this time.

Xu Xuanxuan said: "Do you still want to do push-ups tonight?" ”

"Oh!" Liu Qingyuan suddenly recalled that in the days in the hospital, he hadn't gone running or exercising for a long time.

He quickly turned around and went out, took off his shirt, leaned over, toes to the ground, and propped up his hands, two hundred in a row, his face was not red and his heart was not beating.

Xu Xuanxuan looked at him with a smile, waited for him to enter the room, handed him a glass of water, and said, "I added some sugar to this warm water......

Liu Qingyuan drank it, Xu Xuanxuan saw a scar on his chest, her heart trembled, and she blamed herself: "I hurt you......"

Liu Qingyuan went downstairs to take a bath, and when he came back, Xu Xuanxuan took a bath towel to wipe him. He was stunned for a moment, but he didn't stop it.

Liu Qingyuan was lying on the bed, Xu Xuanxuan put her hand on his chest, caressing the wound, and her soft body curled up close to him. She leaned into his ear and whispered, "Does it still hurt?" ”

"It doesn't hurt".

"You're so badly hurt, I'm sorry ......"

"It's fine!"

At this time, Xu Xuanxuan suddenly kissed her, she hugged Liu Qingyuan's body, and said softly: "Honey, do you like me?" ”

"I like it", Liu Qingyuan replied very calmly.

Xu Xuanxuan's expression moved, and she suddenly felt that she stood up, her hair was scattered, and a pair of watery eyes stared at Liu Qingyuan.

She leaned down, opened her mouth slightly, and kissed her......

Liu Qingyuan was pried open, the bay of water flowed softly, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes, and he didn't know how to respond, just hugged her with one hand.

Not long after, Xu Xuanxuan let go of her lips, she gently stroked her hair, smiled brightly, and looked flattering.

She lay down and fell into his arms, and now felt content,

The night was deep, and Liu Qingyuan fell asleep unconsciously, and his consciousness was silent. Suddenly heard the sound of wind chimes by the window, and Xu Xuanxuan hugged the quilt tighter.

Early in the morning, Xu Xuanxuan got up late, she washed up, went out for breakfast, and helped Liu Qingyuan wash his clothes.

She knew in her heart that her own body and her own kisses were not precious, but she still had a broken heart, and she suddenly missed the pure and beautiful times of junior high school before, and she wanted to make herself better.

Liu Qingyuan didn't know about her past, and she didn't want to mention it again. Tianlong Fuhu, she is also a victim of her youthful rebellion.

The two simply get along and have nothing to do with each other.

On a certain night, the sky was dark, and there was black air hanging in the north, Liu Qingyuan jumped off the windowsill, flew the eaves and walked on the wall, his body was like the wind, blending into the night.

In the night, Chen Qingyang followed.

Running all the way, Liu Qingyuan galloped from the jungle, climbing mountains and wading through waters, and his momentum was like a rainbow. After about half an hour, I saw a mountain, a village, and dozens of families. On the mountain, the black air soars into the sky, and the shadow of the Netherworld.

Chen Qingyang's expression was heavy, the ghost slaughter of the Netherworld, the shadow of the Heavenly Netherworld, the anger of the sky, the anger of the sky, who would this dead person be?

Liu Qingyuan looked fixedly over there, in the village, the candles were flickering, and there were bursts of mourning. There was a touch of sadness that poured into his heart, it seemed that someone very important and important had left, and he knelt down, tears oozing from his eyes.

Chen Qingyang saw him kneeling over there, and was surprised that he was now in a state of sleepwalking, and he still had a subconscious.

Because it's a loved one, so it's like this.

Liu Qingyuan knelt for half an hour, and the fugue returned, and Chen Qingyang escorted him all the way.

As soon as Chen Qingyang returned to his place and took a sip of tea, Chen Xue came over and helped him beat his legs and pinched his feet.

Chen Xue asked, "Grandpa, what did you see when you followed?" ”

Chen Qingyang said: "He ran a hundred miles and returned home, his family should have an accident." ”

"That's it", Chen Li frowned slightly, a little worried.

Chen Xue pouted, and said: "But you run so fast, you're tired, I can't keep up."

"In two days, we will go to Xianghu Lake to prepare some sacrifices and go to the soul of the dead."

"Okay......", Chen Xue nodded.

The dead man's thoughts are not gone, ethereal, if it is harmful, then there may be an illusion, Chen Xue doesn't like these very much, especially those disgusting and dirty things, but this time she also wants to see it.

For three days in a row, Liu Qingyuan ran every night, he didn't know it, he just felt very sad and sad in his heart, as if something important had been lost.

On the third day, Liu Qingyuan's family invited two people, a Taoist priest and a Taoist boy.

Rural people ask the drummer to play mourning music and drums for three days, and after three days, it is to surpass the heavenly soul. Chen Qingyang and Chen Xue are both wearing Taoist robes, Chen Qingyang is holding a seven-star sword, sacrificing to the sky with chicken and duck blood, burning incense and bowing, and drawing heaven and earth runes!

The two old men who died, there was black qi rushing into the heavenly soul.

The lingering thoughts will not fade for a long time!

Chen Qingyang rang the bell, the willow leaves opened the sky, and he faintly saw two old figures. A thin, skinny, scarred many, and ruthless in his eyes; The other was a kind-eyed old woman, who held the hand of the thin old man.

Chen Qingyang took a sip of sacrificial wine and squirted, and shouted: "What do you say, tell me!" ”

The old man came with an idea: "Lao Tzu has been revolutionary for more than ten years, and there are hundreds of people who have been kidnapped and criticized, so you tell them to stop crying and mourning, and you should stop pretending to be ghosts!" If you die, you die, and it's a hundred. ”

The old woman said: "Qingyuan, you have to study hard, and you will have a good future ......"

Chen Qingyang's heart was shocked, he waved his sword, and shouted--into a daze!

The old woman, Yu Nian, introduced a child of seven or eight years old.

The child made a sad gesture and said, "Qingyuan, you have to study hard, and you will have a good future ......"

The old man sighed, and joined hands with the old woman, step by step towards the light of heaven and earth, and dissipated into the world.

Liu Qingyuan's relatives and family members couldn't stop crying.

Chen Qingyang thought of Liu Qingyuan, and sighed again, now that he is no longer human at a young age, how can he cut off the entanglement of fate in this earthly world?