The moon on the evening of the seventeenth is the purest crescent moon, so thin that it is only a single line.

However, there was only this glimmer of light left, and it was still persistent, as always, and gave it all to the man, in order to add a little more elegance to him.

The wind in the phantom is probably because of the first sight, so he is very excited, and he can't stop burrowing into his sleeves, and even bolder ones, even grabbing his fiery red hair in his hands, but when he is about to pull it, he is afraid to tear him, and he is bound and swaying.

The breeze and the moon are immortals.

But this person didn't know when and for what purpose, he changed into a red dress, reduced the coldness, and added demons.

It was so easy for him to reduce the sassy purple bamboo forest behind him to the background.

It turns out that the two completely different temperaments can really be fused, Ye Lingyi stood in the forest and leaned on a certain bamboo, silently watching, silently thinking, not nondescript.

The soul is still cold and indifferent, but the charm seeps out of the cracks in the bones. It's contradictory, but it's not discordant.

Ye Lingyi walked behind him with one bamboo after another, and heard him say, "Go out." ”

The voice was a little lower, but it was light, as if nothing had happened.

"Hmm." The answer that had been delayed for a long time was only a syllable rolling in his throat.

She knew that he had painstakingly investigated her, and that at the moment all her secrets had been laid out in front of him by herself, and that her villa was at the edge of sight, and that he had not even a corner of his eye.

Is...... Alas-

The purple light was hazy, and the two of them blinked an illusion.

Before he landed, Feng Xiyuan took Ye Lingyi directly into his arms and sent him to the couch to treat the wound.

The person above only didn't move, and after a moment of confrontation, Ye Lingyi finally couldn't help but speak: "But blame me?" ”

Today's events have to be explained, huh.

Feng Xiyuan raised her head and stopped her hand movements, raised her head, glanced at her, lowered her head, and continued to fiddle with the bandage.

Ye Lingyi was uncomfortable for a while, and it was easy to think of a reason to hook him to speak, but he ignored it, I really didn't know whether to sigh that he had no guilt for her, or to complain that he was too serious about the matter in the illusion.

Ye Lingyi thought about it for a long time, but she couldn't toss any other topics, so she could only grasp this and continue to entangle: "Stun you, it wasn't my intention." Ye Lingyi paused, and then said, "You are already meticulous, and now that it is an eventful season, there is nothing else I can do...... It's just mandala pollen, no problem. “

Seeing that Feng Xiyuan picked up her placket to deal with her lower abdomen wound, her movements became more and more careful, and Ye Lingyi's voice was cold, and there was a trace of justification: "I didn't mean to be injured, I exchanged injuries for my life, this is a habit for many years, I will try to ...... in the future." Well...... Change. ”

After a little bit of effort, I bit on the cherry lips that couldn't keep opening and closing, and the world finally quieted down.

"Madam, don't say much, I'll be distracted."

Ye Lingyi pursed her lips silently, and really stopped talking.

But someone didn't say that there could be no movement, Ye Lingyi squinted cautiously, and after a while, a hungry tiger pounced and kissed it.

Feng Xiyuan didn't refuse, but quickly seized the initiative and pressed people back on the couch.

His right hand was propped up on the side of the pillow, but his left hand slowly moved down, and when the entanglement between his lips and teeth was at its most intense, the slender jade fingers exerted force, and the bright red blood of the golden light of the coercion splashed along with the hem of his sleeve, and it dispersed into a mist and fell on the two of them.

The poisonous dart entered her abdomen by more than an inch, and the dart was covered with barbs, so raw that if she was not distracted, it would be even more difficult.

Ye Lingyi looked at the person who was treating the wound as if nothing had happened, his face was calm, his eyes were dark, and he was a little dissatisfied.

But there is no reason to ignore her, and Feng Xiyuan finally hangs her again.

He was busy in and out of the next moment, and he was not idle for a moment, and it was not good for him to come out of the moth at night, and his idle eyes floated freely to the tent hook, looking at the carving, and he was distracted.

But this godly content still can't escape this person.

She thought clearly, his refusal.

He liked her, liked her, and never shied away from anyone, including her;

He worries about all her trivialities, and he is silent;

He will help her deal with the aftermath, no matter how big she makes a fuss, he will never let her face the troubles she doesn't like, in Yingjing, or the follow-up of the Kunhuang Sect;

His desire to possess her is strong, sometimes almost crazy.

After the night before they were so close that they could only make friends, and he really refused to do anything, no matter how undisciplined she was.

Even deliberately pressed the feelings that might break out of the encirclement back into the cordon.

It's not that this person is so restrained that he refuses to ask her for a name before she is justified in front of the world.

On the contrary, it is because this man is too greedy, he wants her heart, completely.

Everything is clear, he and her are now only looking at whether she will give up something for him, leave herself, accompany him, in any direction.

The number of wounds on Ye Lingyi's body is not much, but if it can reach her, it will definitely be difficult to clean up in depth, and after a while, when the wound is roughly bandaged, Feng Xiyuan's face is sweating.

The beads of sweat emitted their own "brilliance" to attract people's attention, and Ye Lingyi changed to a daze object.

Keep thinking.

Feng Xiyuan, he is very good, although his life is so rough that anyone is worried, despite the flowers, there is little hope for his legs to recover, but Ye Lingyi thinks he is very good.

He is better for her, and any more words will seem blasphemous.

She also likes him and likes to be with him, not only because she can be protected from the torture of magic by his side, but also because they are the same kind of people, if time changes, they will not become lovers, but they will also be confidants.

But she also has a lot of reasons why she doesn't want to be tied to him.

She said: "Feng Xiyuan, look at me." ”

Yeling Ila sat on the edge of the couch, got up himself, and looked at each other.

She didn't have to say anything beforehand, she was sure he would be able to read what she was going to say from her eyes.

But Feng Xiyuan didn't let her speak as she wished, he held her index finger and snatched all her next lines.

"First, Madame never believed in love."

Ye Ling was slightly stunned for a moment, and nodded: "Hmm." "The most irrelevant reason, after all, she hasn't experienced it yet.

Feng Xiyuan held her second finger, and then said, "Second, Madame thinks that her habitual character cannot be opposed to the long-term barrier-free day and night.

Ye Ling said: "Yes." The reason was now almost untenable, and she had spent some time with him in different circumstances.

"Third, Madame's numerology is not a lone star or something like that." In this sentence, Feng Xiyuan's words were dyed with a smile.

Ye Lingyi nodded lightly, and she felt a little funny when she was brought, which she had always used to make up numbers to deceive others and deceive herself.

Feng Xiyuan said again: "Fourth, Madame yearns for freedom, and she doesn't want to be constrained by anyone in her selfish heart. ”

Ye Ling nodded instinctively, but embellished a sentence in his heart: If it were you, it would be fine, maybe.

Ye Lingyi's right hand was held in Feng Xiyuan's left hand, he didn't speak immediately, first sat closer, he pointed to the jade bracelet on Ye Lingyi's wrist, and said, "It's not called 'Phantom Xuan'," and pointed to the mask on her face, "This is not called 'Yueyan'." Finally, he pointed his index finger at himself, paused, then turned his direction, and finally pointed at Ye Lingyi, "Madam, your arrival, your encounter with me, your relationship with me, there is only one name-"

Feng Xiyuan leaned over and leaned into her ear, and her voice was soft, as if she was afraid of touching some taboo: "Fate." ”

Feng Xiyuan's two words were not heavy, but Ye Lingyi heard a loud "bang" in the heart lake in a trance, and everything was silent.

Feng Xiyuan withdrew her upper body and chuckled: "Come to think of it, if it weren't for the fact that Mrs. had promised Mu Xian on the shore of the weak water lake to take her husband to Tianjue Mountain, after solving the Ye family, Mrs. was afraid that she would leave immediately, and in her lifetime, she would never step into Yingjing half a step again, yes or no?" ”

She did make a bet with Mu Xian back then, saying that there would never be a second "moon face" in this world, and if there was, she would definitely bring that person to see him. But it was a conversation above weak water, how did others know?

It is clear that Ye Lingyi's focus has drifted in the wrong direction out of self-preservation.

But Feng Xiyuan understood her very well, and she didn't speak for too long, blocking all her retreats.

Fate, fate and luck, she hates everything in control, hates all the routines within the rules, so instinct drives her to escape from Feng Xiyuan, the farther away the better.

Therefore, the devil knows how she fell to this point, and everything in her heart has been seen through early on.

At this time, she could still see, and she could see that the man's eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and he was holding the victory.

Ye Lingyi lowered his eyes in silence, of course he had the chance to win, if it weren't for that, he wouldn't have followed her so cooperatively and picked up the topic.

But!

Ye Ling shook the hand that was free, and he still wanted to die and struggle.

"What if I insist on leaving?" Confinement or broken legs?

Ye Lingyi remained cold from beginning to end, showing resolute coldness.

However, in the next second, I heard the demon laugh and said, "Madame, don't worry, your husband will never dare to lose it." ”

At the last second before his expression collapsed, Ye Lingyi held his forehead in a timely and cautious manner, he shouldn't believe his seriousness and cheekiness! Her fault!

The darkness fell at the right time, and Ye Lingyi took a deep, deep breath, and couldn't see how justified she was of course!

The Master of the Absolute Doctor pressed His Royal Highness the King of Freedom down on the couch and pressed it, condescendingly maintained the expression of the flower of Kaolin, and said viciously like a bully in the countryside: "his fate, this seat likes you and you are willing to do it!" No one can interfere, listen, tomorrow morning, this seat will see that everything is suspended, you are ready, take this seat out for a walk, three months! ”

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Finally, the noble and glamorous master of the Absolute Doctor, on this night that was not special at all, was stimulated from the inside out. . .