The snake god wants to marry Cardamom!!

After hearing this, the sister-in-law on the side covered her mouth and said busily: "Lord Snake God, Cardamom is still young, can you think about this matter later... x”

The snake god shook his head, pointed at Cardamom and said, "No, I just want to marry her, her physique, combined with me, will be of great help to the growth of my cultivation." ”

As soon as the snake god's words came out, sister-in-law Xiu didn't dare to speak anymore, she closed her mouth.

I opened my mouth to say something, but the snake god glanced at me coldly, and immediately ordered the snake mothers to imprison us in a stone chamber.

This stone room is very small, and at this moment an oil lamp is lit, and the dim light reflects the shadows of the four of us.

Cardamom was still in a coma at this time, and she didn't know that when she woke up tomorrow, she would be forced to marry by the snake god.

I looked at Cardamom, unconscious, like a sleeping Angel in the light of an oil lamp. She was not contaminated with the worldly fireworks, and she had a faint smile in her sleep, as if it could melt the glaciers of the Arctic.

I really don't want to see such a girl being ruined by a monster like the snake god.

But I don't want to, what's the use. Now I can't even protect myself, how can I protect others.

In the stone chamber, there was no sound except the crackling of the burning oil lamp.

After a long time, Zhang Qingqing on the side took a deep breath and whispered: "Huohuo, otherwise, let's kill ourselves together!" ”

When I heard this, my heart in my chest felt like something had been pricked.

"Suicide? Why commit suicide? Yiyang Zhenren on the side spoke indifferently.

Zhang Qingqing smiled bitterly: "That snake god is simply ** in my heart." I'm afraid... I'm afraid of being tainted by it, so it's better to die sooner. I don't want to let that sister-in-law force Huohuo to kneel again because of me! ”

Yiyang Zhenren glanced at Zhang Qingqing, nodded, and said approvingly: "You are a loving and righteous woman, not bad!" ”

As he spoke, he turned to me and continued, "Boy, there is such a woman who treats you like this, you must cherish her and protect her. Whatever the reason, don't leave her behind. ”

When Yiyang Zhenren said this, I saw a flash of sadness in his eyes, as if he remembered some past.

Could it be that there was once a woman who treated him sincerely, but he was a loser?

I looked at Yiyang Zhenren, clenched my fists, and whispered: "If you don't have strength, how can you protect..."

Yiyang Zhenren raised his eyes to look at the oil lamp, his eyes were full of memories, and after a long time, he muttered: "Use your life to protect her..."

Is that a sentence said to me, or to himself?

Who knows...

The entire stone room fell silent.

At this moment, all four of us were tied up with ropes, and placed in four different corners of the stone room.

Zhang Qingqing twisted her body and approached me. When she came to me, she tilted her head on my shoulder, and then she whispered, "Yan Huohuo, it would be nice if I could go back to school in the future." At that time, I was still your teacher, and you were still my student. ”

Zhang Qingqing's words reminded me of my three years of high school.

In a person's life, perhaps many people remember the most, probably at this age.

After all, it was the most youthful time of life, and it was also the time in your life when you had no distractions and only one dream.

The love at that time was ignorant, but it was also the most pure and immaculate.

People always live in memories, how many people want to go back to that time, back to the most youthful time, to make up for what they once dared not do and did not do.

I want to go back to that time, look at the blackboard in the classroom, and look at the teacher who taught you earnestly.

And also... Take a look at the girl who made your heart pound at that time!!

Zhang Qingqing looked at me and said with a wry smile: "Alas, Yan Huohuo, I really didn't expect that I, Zhang Qingqing, would actually... I actually like one of my students, or a bad student who is mischievous and often makes me angry. ”

I lied and said, "Men are not bad, women are not loved." ”

"Hmph, Yan Huohuo, you're really bad. I remember when we were in our first class, when our class introduced itself, you actually introduced yourself and said that your name was... Overlord! At that time, I called you stupidly a lot, and I didn't react until I saw many classmates laughing below. It turns out that the word Baba is homophonic Dad, you are really bold enough, in the first class, take advantage of your homeroom teacher and let her call you Dad..."

When Zhang Qingqing said this, she habitually wanted to stretch out her hand to twist my waist, but at this moment she was bound by the rope and couldn't twist it at all.

At this time, I also recalled that scene, and couldn't help but be a little funny, and whispered: "At that time, I was poor, so I made a bet with the fat man." I said that I would let the head teacher obediently call me a father, but of course the fat man didn't believe it, so we bet and invited the other party to eat for a month if we lost. Hey, it's clear I won..."

Zhang Qingqing glared at me when she heard me say that, and I hurriedly whispered: "Teacher Zhang, in the past few years, I have also been tortured by you enough. Ever since I offended you in the first class, I have been asked to answer every time you ask a question. I'm a scumbag, where can I answer your question? I remember punishing me every time. Once, I was punished for cleaning the girls' dormitory for a week. The fat man and Ren Xue have laughed at me for more than a month. ”

"Hmph, you deserve it. Who told you to get more and more inches behind? I remember that night self-study, you took such a simple question to me, next to me, kept exhaling in my face, and even, your hands were not honest... I also borrowed the pen and got under the podium, and that time, I was wearing a skirt. ”

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to remember that time, it seems to be black lace~ silk."

"Black **, what black lace ~ silk." Zhang Qingqing was stunned for a moment, and asked subconsciously, but suddenly reacted, clamped her legs, glared at me angrily, stuck to me, and bit my nose.

But she bit so lightly that I didn't feel any pain at all.

"At that time, I obviously clamped my legs, how could you still ..."Zhang Qingqing muttered quietly.

"Secret."

Zhang Qingqing glanced at me, and I whispered again: "Qingqing, I heard that the one who wears black belongs to the stuffy ~ sassy type, and the sexual is also relatively strong." ”

“sexual？ What the heck? ”

"Uh... You're a foreign language teacher yourself, so you don't understand it yet. ”

At this time, Zhang Qingqing finally reacted, and immediately blushed, and whispered: "I'm not strong in sexua, but you are strong." ”

The two of us almost bit our ears and spoke, and our voices were very small, and if we were ordinary people, we would naturally not be able to hear what we were talking about.

But Yiyang Zhenren is a Maoshan Taoist priest and a cultivator. The cultivator has ears and ears and eyes that see all directions, whether it is hearing or eyesight, it is excellent.

The two of us whispered there, and our affection was like honey, and we were all heard by Yiyang Zhenren. Moreover, the more we talked, the more numb it became, and Yiyang Zhenren couldn't listen to it anymore and coughed.

His cough made me and Zhang Qingqing react, and it turned out that there was a real person next to him.

Zhang Qingqing's face suddenly turned even redder, and she hurriedly closed her mouth and stopped talking, and at the same time, she glared at me, which seemed to mean 'It's all your fault, it's all your fault'.

"Whew..."

There was another awkward silence.

Alas, it seems that Zhang Qingqing and I have to die here today, and we will never be able to go back to school.

Suddenly, I thought of a weekend when Zhang Qingqing took our whole class to camp in the Baby Flower Park, where the baby flowers were flying, and the sun was setting, and we sat outside the tent and laughed together, forgetting all our troubles.

I'm not crying, it's sand, if we will still be friends in ten years? We may cry and laugh when we get together, but at least we have happy times in our memories!

But that happy time will never be there again! Even, there are no memories.

Some people say that memory is a love, but the memory of this life was erased after drinking the bowl of Meng Po soup at the head of Meng Po Bridge. Does this mean that I won't remember you in the next life? Does it mean that in the next life, I won't love you anymore.

If there is an afterlife, I don't want to drink that Meng Po soup.

Because, I want to keep the memories of this life. In the next life, I still love you until I am old.