Chapter 312: My heart is blocked, so blocked
Dry mouth, itchy and unbearable.
It's itchy everywhere.
Cen Duxiao ran into the dining room as fast as she could, and saw a purple clay pot on the table, and she drank it without even thinking about it.
It's cold, and the itch in my throat is slightly relieved.
Water, as long as there is water, it can dissolve the medicinal effect!
She didn't understand pharmacology, so she didn't have time to think more, so she jumped into the water tank next to the stove, and the itching on her body seemed to improve immediately.
After soaking for a while, she left the water, and the itching hit her heart again.
Do you want to stay in this tank of water all the time?
Soaking in cool water on a cold day can actually feel hot? The medicinal properties of this dolphin nail are really not covered.
She submerged her whole head in the water, and used her spiritual power to try to get the medicine out of her body, and the residual medicine powder surfaced and churned on the surface, like boiling hot water.
It's hot.
It was as if a fire was burning in her body, her head was dizzy, and her body was also weak.
She had an ominous premonition.
The first reaction of ordinary people who are infected with some kind of poison that makes their bodies itch is to plunge into the water, is this a trap for the poison of the dolphin?
So, after encountering water, is the onset of the drug's effect?
What kind of ghost medicine is given! Such an important precaution is not even explained!
She jumped out of the water tank and wiped the water on her face, but her body was still crawling like thousands of insects and ants, itchy and hot, making her gradually lose her mind.
This...... How is it a bit like a legendary aphrodisiac?
How could she possibly know what an aphrodisiac was!
She was dizzy, and the remnants of her consciousness told her that she couldn't stay here for long, and if she was discovered, it would be a clear confession to everyone that she was planning to poison the Demon Venerable and the Holy Maiden.
She instinctively flashed, planning to go to the firewood room to wait for the medicinal properties to pass, but what she saw was the bedroom of the wind.
I saw that she was delirious, her eyes were foggy, her whole body was soaked, Feng Yizhi was slightly shocked, and wanted to step forward to support her, but she couldn't help it, and said in an indifferent tone: "Who let you in?"
Cen Duxiao shook her head vigorously and couldn't get rid of the dizziness, and there seemed to be countless hands in her mind that were pulling her consciousness.
As soon as her body went limp, she was about to fall to the ground, and Feng Yizhi hurriedly grabbed her arm. Suddenly there was something to rely on, and she unconsciously leaned into his arms.
In a hazy consciousness, she almost lost the ability to think, and muttered: "You bad person, you stink, you know that I have drugged the wine, and you still let me drink it, you did it on purpose! You deliberately manipulated me!"
As she spoke, she scratched her arms and neck, and there was a red mark on her snow-white skin, and the places she could scratch were almost scratched, but she still couldn't stop itching.
She pulled open the placket of her chest and scratched the itchy spots on her body, Feng Yizhi quickly glanced away, and conjured a cloak to cover her.
"I'm sorry, I'm ......" Feng Yizhi carried her to the bed, and immediately turned to find an antidote for her.
She grabbed his hand vigorously, looked at him in a daze, her heart ached, tears suddenly burst the embankment, and she snorted: "I hate you so much, I hate you so much, why do you want to hurt me? Why kill all the people around me, all the people I care about, why?"
"Don't make a fuss, I'll go find you an antidote. Feng Yizhi took her pulse, and his eyes sank.
In addition to the poison of the dolphin, who gave her an aphrodisiac?
"Tell me!Why!" Cen Duxiao yelled relentlessly, as if she wanted to vent all her grievances in the past few months, "I don't want to kill you, but you killed so many people......"
Cen Duxiao held his hand with one hand, wiped tears with the other, and cried until she trembled.
The itching, the heat, and the pain of the heart-eating Gu were intertwined, and her thoughts were thrown into chaos, and she couldn't bear it and wanted to die right now.
Feng Yizhi couldn't bear to see her sad, his eyes were slightly red, and he lamented: "I didn't kill your master and Yi Shugui, you don't believe me." ”
"What about my sister-in-law, I saw you kill my sister-in-law with my own eyes!" Thinking of the pain of losing her loved ones, her heart seemed to crack, and tears fell in large strings.
Feng Yizhi gently wiped away the tears on her face, and said softly: "It's really not me, I will catch the murderer, I led the demon soldiers to attack the sky just to end all this, I'm afraid that you won't believe me." ”
With too many tears, his eyes were swollen and painful, Cen Duxiao let go of him, covered his face with his hands, and said vaguely, "Why is this happening...... You are so affectionate to my father-killer, you, you all have children, then what am I, I ......"
Feng Yizhi's heart rippled, squatting in front of her and staring at her, sighed lightly, and said softly: "No, it's fake, she is not pregnant, I told you a long time ago, you were Mo Ran, and you don't believe me." ”
She was only paralyzed by the aphrodisiac medicine to be so emotional, and when the effect of the medicine had passed, she might have forgotten it all, and she thought she was awake at the moment, and sadly she was only willing to listen to his explanation when she was confused.
"Really?" Cen Duxiao looked up at him, her breathing getting heavier and heavier.
Feng Yizhi met her gaze and swore an oath: "What I said ......"
Before he finished speaking, Cen Duxiao suddenly hooked his neck and blocked his lips, and a fiery kiss fell on his lips.
She tore at his clothes eagerly with the desire of her body.
There is a clear woody fragrance on his body, which smells faintly and refreshingly.
She threw the weight of her entire body on him with confidence, and the two of them fell to the ground.
Feng Yizhi was caught off guard, his center of gravity was unstable while half-squatting, and when he caught her, he fell backwards, and the back of his head hit the ground heavily, knocking his head and bleeding.
"Hiss......" He let out a low cry of pain, his head was a little dizzy, the world was spinning in front of him, he tried his best to restrain the fire in his body, pushed her on his body, and said softly with a rapid gasp: "Ah Yan, don't ......"
His voice sounded as good as a thin, soft feather brushing through her heart, and her heart ached again.
The confluence of pleasure and pain made her inexplicably excited, and now she just wanted to let herself follow her heart, and she kissed him on the lips again without hesitation.
Feng Yizhi bit her lip hard in retaliation, and she let out a low cry of pain, reluctantly leaving his lips and regaining her consciousness for a short time.
He stared at her deeply and whispered, "Ah Yan, I don't care that the whole world is my enemy, but you, you can't." ”
"Okay. The corners of Cen Duxiao's lips curled slightly, and she agreed in a daze, and then fell into a hot desire.
Feng Yi's heart knew that she would not be conscious to agree so happily, so she couldn't help but feel sad secretly, and muttered: "My heart is blocked, so blocked." ”
Cen Duxiao's eyes were misty, and he gently pecked a few scarred mouthfuls of his heart as if soothingly.
Feng Yizhi's endurance of more than 500 years of feelings can no longer be controlled, knowing that she will drag him to hell, but still does not want to let go, and indulges in greedy pleasure.
He held the back of her head and rolled over to crush her underneath.
Night is falling, and the moonlight is intoxicating.
This night, Cen Duxiao seemed to be drunk many times from body to heart, and she had no thoughts for a long time, she just wanted to be closely with him and fall into the clouds together.