In the dark and boundless night, in the woods somewhere in the southern country where you can't see your fingers, the light flashes in vain, and then disappears again with a brush, and the woods have returned to their original quiet.

The camera zooms in, okay, stop here.

Mu Qingyu lay under the tree covered with fallen leaves in a very unsightly posture, her eyebrows locked, as if she had dreamed of something bad.

Suddenly, an inky figure staggered from the high treetops and landed on the side of the tree not far from the light feather.

Through the shadows of the trees, the moonlight could vaguely see the abnormal violent rise and fall of the man's chest.

The man shook his dazed head, sweat sliding down the contours of his face and dripping into the layers of leaves, disappearing.

Damn, that guy actually threw the most fierce mèiyào at him.

While thinking about it, the man's hands clenched into fists and slammed into the trunk of the tree, his eyes strangely red.

Countless heats poured up from the dantian, and what was unbearable was some kind of male xìng characteristic that was about to erupt, and the shēn body that was getting more and more uncomfortable.

The man gritted his teeth, still snorting uncomfortably.

If he didn't find someone to detoxify, he would die in a quarter of an hour.

Okay, very good, as long as he doesn't die this time, this hatred, he remembers.

A cold wind blew, and the girl's unique tǐ fragrance passed through the layers of tree shadows to his nose.

There are women –

The man didn't think much about rushing directly to the tree, and by the light cast by the faint shadow of the tree, he vaguely saw the slender figure lying under the tree, which seemed to look pretty good.

However, this time he can't control so much.

The last trace of reason was diluted, and he pressed the light feather in his sleep under the shēn, and took off the clothes on each other's shēn, and the huge high-spirited entered her without any front.

"Ahh

Light Feather was woken up by pain.

It hurt so much that it made her whole body spasm.

Light Feather opened her mouth and bit down heavily on the man's shoulder.

The man whispered in pain, breaking Light Feather's head to punish Xìng's lips, the tip of his tongue stirring and teasing in her mouth, her voice slowly turning into a low sob, and a tear fell from the corner of her eye into the dead leaves under the shēn.

◎ Luo ◎ foam ◎ 殇 ◎

"Hmm~~~" Qingyu frowned slightly when she was half-asleep and half-awake, she felt that her whole body was in pain as if she had been run over by a wheel, and a certain sī was better like being cracked,

Obviously, there are no broken bones left from the fried powder, why does it seem to have been snapped?

Wait, pop bang? In a dream? Grove? The moon is dark and the wind is high? Could it be that someone QJ in his sleep? Or a yězhàn in the woods?

Qing Yu was frightened by this thought, just when she wanted to open her eyes to see if it was a dream or real, a sharp voice sounded next to the bed, mixed with hurried footsteps, Qing Yu vaguely heard the person shouting, "The fourth princess is awake, hurry up and send someone to send her to the cold palace"

The Four Princesses? Cold Palace? What's going on?

Qing Yu swirled these two words in his mind in a daze, kicked his legs, rolled his eyes, and fainted.

◎ Luo ◎ foam ◎ 殇 ◎

After Qingyu woke up, he completely accepted this fact, and also accepted the matter of her crossing.

She thought that she would jump into the sea to escape after killing Chu Weiyan's family, but she didn't expect Chu Weiyan to drag her at the last moment of death.