The sword spirit folded a peace charm and handed it to the table, and Wu Xiaoke carefully held the peace charm in the palm of his hand, as if he cherished this small charm as a treasure.

"Thank you, tomorrow...... I'll come over tomorrow to pay it back. ”

Wu Xiaoke got up with the talisman and left happily.

"No need!"

I raised my head and looked at the background where Wu Xiaoke left, but why did her shadow fade and become shorter when she left?

"Found out?"

The Sword Spirit stood beside me, looking at the doorway.

"Huh?"

"Stupid!"

The sword spirit reached out and rubbed my hair, ruffling my hair.

I just reacted to what the sword spirit meant by this, and he suddenly came to a sentence and found out? How do I know what is being said?

"Brother, what's the matter with her shadow?"

I'm very strange, when I came in, I was fine, why was it not normal after I took the talisman and left?

"It was doomed when she took the talisman and left, and her life would enter the countdown."

"What!!" Isn't the peace charm a blessing for people's safety? Why did you still get a human life!! I patted the table and stood up emotionally, "How can this be!" ”

"Fool, that's what she owes to the man. There was only one between the two of them, and she was in such a hurry to come and ask for a talisman precisely because she probably knew this. ”

The sword spirit pressed his hands on my shoulders and pressed me to the chair and sat down.

"Know?"

I frowned, how did she know?

"There is a thing called fortune telling, and all of this is something she is willing to do, and we can't change it."

There are those who willingly die for each other, just like him!

In the past, he was willing to accompany Yu'er to kill together, but now he is also willing to guard and protect.

"How can this be!"

Isn't this too cruel, I'm sitting a little distracted, does this count as killing her with my own hands?

If I hadn't opened the door and hadn't let her in, wouldn't she ...... Can you live a good life?

"Don't think about it, even if you don't open the door today and don't let her in, what about tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow? Since she has decided, she will come sooner or later. ”

The sword spirit seemed to see through my thoughts at a glance, he lowered his head and looked at me with doting eyes, patting me on the shoulder to soothe my mood.

"Alas!"

I sighed deeply, and I was in no mood now.

I know that Sword Spirit's words are very reasonable, and she has decided that she will come to me sooner or later, but ...... She came in by herself, and I opened the door and took the initiative to let her in, which are two different meanings!

"Wife!"

Ling Yefeng's voice came out faintly, and when he saw the sword spirit pressing his hands on my shoulder, the smile on his face instantly froze, he frowned and strode over, grabbed the sword spirit's wrist and threw him aside, the action was clean and neat.

"Ling Yefeng, you're not sick, are you?"

Fortunately, the sword spirit reacted quickly and stood firmly on the ground, otherwise he would have been thrown out directly.

This is using full strength to shake him off, how much enmity is this with him?

"You guys!"

I smiled helplessly and shook my head gently.

"My woman, I said you weren't allowed to touch her!"

Ling Yefeng overbearingly protected me in his arms, and looked at the sword spirit with a pair of peach blossom eyes.

"That's my sister!"

It's his woman, and it's his sister.

The sword spirit glared at the domineering Ling Yefeng and said through gritted teeth.

"Something to do with me?"

Ling Yefeng was not angry, and said in a light tone.

If you want to ask the scoundrel, who can have Ling Yefeng scoundrel and unreasonable?

"Okay, okay!! You can do it! ”

The sword spirit was so angry that he turned back to the back hall.

"Husband, are you alright?"

I looked Ling Yefeng up and down, my little hands touching his body, touching where, looking at him with worried eyes.

"It's okay, fool."

Ling Yefeng hugged me tightly in his arms, his voice was still so good, and his movements were still so gentle, but why did I just feel a little strange??

I nudged Ling Yefeng a little unnaturally and left his embrace.

I looked at him in amazement, and he looked at me with a stunned expression.

"Wife, what's wrong with you??"

Ling Yefeng's hands stopped in mid-air, still maintaining the posture he had just held me.

"No, it's okay, it's just that something little happened just now, and I'm in a bad mood!"

I quickly shook my head and explained, I can't tell what's wrong!!

"What's the matter, talk to your husband, huh?"

Ling Yefeng smiled slightly, he didn't look angry, he didn't hug me but sat on the table, looking down at me.

The spoiling at that glance is not fake, and the gentle smiling face is also real.

I reached out and touched his eyes, and he gently closed them, touching his cheeks, his nose, and the corners of his mouth.

"What's wrong?"

Ling Yefeng suddenly held my hand.

"Nope!"

I withdrew my hand, only to reply faintly.

I suddenly don't love Ling Yefeng?

No, I can't!

But why didn't I feel like it used to when I touched him?

My heart doesn't beat, my face doesn't blush, and I don't want to be close to him, and I don't want to be touched by him even if he touches me.

"That's right, husband!" In order to break this embarrassing situation, I think I should find some topics: "I will go to Mr. Qi's house later, do you want to prepare something??" ”

"Oh~ No need, I'll go with the sword spirit!"

Listening to his breezy words, I frowned.

"Well, then you are here to help me take a look at the store, don't you smile at the little girl, do you hear? I'm going to talk to Sword Spirit! ”

I got up with a smile and talked to him, and when I left, I made a point of admonishing him.

"Good!!"

Although Ling Yefeng had a helpless expression on his face, his voice and eyes were full of love.

I stuck out my tongue at him, grimaced, and turned and ran to the back hall.

"Brother, I have something to look for you!"

When I came to the back hall, I saw the sword spirit sitting on the Taishi chair very unpleasantly.

"What's wrong?"

Sword Spirit looked up at me with a nervous look on my face.

"You can ......" I lowered my head and whispered something in his ear, then raised my head and continued, "You will accompany him to Mr. Qi's house in a while, and I will help you pack some things, right?" ”

"Yuyao, what's wrong with you?"

This girl ran in in a hurry, and even ignored her old lady, and went directly to bite her ear and whisper to the sword spirit.

"Grandma, I'm fine, I have something to do with my brother, Ye Feng will go to Mr. Qi's house with him in a while, and then go to the hospital."

Because I wasn't sure, I didn't tell Grandma Tao either.

I dragged the sword spirit and ran out, and the sword spirit stopped and set up an enchantment.

This space is just me and him, completely isolated from the outside world.

"Yuyao, what's the matter?"

"Brother, I think it's so strange after Ling Yefeng comes back." I thought about it and felt that it was wrong, so I changed my words and said, "It's not that he's wrong, it's that I feel, it seems like I'm wrong!" ”

"You're talking about tongue twisters??"

What's wrong with him, I'm not right, this sword spirit is a little dazed and a little dizzy.

"To put it simply, I didn't like being with him since he came back."

Back and forth, from deep love to strangeness??

How can this be, I'm in a hurry, is there some curse?

"Don't like being with him??"

This is a bit serious, the feelings of these two people, the sword spirit is very clear.

Sword Spirit grimaced with a cold face, as if thinking about something, and he grabbed my hand and touched my pulse!

"Brother, what's going on?"

I asked anxiously, but the sword spirit's face became more and more ugly.

"What the hell is going on, you say!!"

I was already anxious, but seeing his expression made my heart even more anxious.

"Can I say, you don't have anything?"

It was because there was nothing that he had this expression.

"Nothing? How could that ......?"

How could you resist him?? Could it be that the problem is with Ling Yefeng?

"Ling Yefeng, what's wrong with us?"

I lowered my head and muttered to myself.

The mood was inexplicably low, Bei Yan bit his red lips, and walked towards Ling Yefeng.

With each step, my feet felt as heavy as lead.

Walking to Ling Yefeng's side, Ling Yefeng stretched out his big hand around my waist, hugged me into his arms, and let me sit on his lap.

"What's wrong with you, wife??"

Ling Yefeng pressed his chin against my shoulder, and a cold breath hit my ear.

There was no heartbeat, no red face, no throbbing, but it was a little bit ...... Disgust, yes, disgust.

I didn't get up, but leaned my head on his arms, closed my eyes and thought, feeling!!

I tried to calm my mind, and I asked in my heart, "Ling Yefeng, where are you!" ”

There was no response, no response at all, I held the fingers on my neck, and once again said in my heart, "Ling Yefeng, is something wrong with you!" ”

……

Still didn't respond, my heart tightened, and I quickly got up and pushed Ling Yefeng away, no...... Who is he, why does he look the same as Ling Yefeng, and even the aura on his body is the same?

"Wife, what's wrong with you??"

Ling Yefeng looked at me with some hurt.

"Who are you!"

I don't know why, why did I suddenly ask such a sentence, but I just felt that he was not Ling Yefeng.

Even if they look the same, even if all the movements, tones, expressions, and even the breath on their bodies are the same, but I have a different feeling here.

"Damn, didn't it happen when I left?? Wife, I'm Ling Ye Feng!! ”

Ling Yefeng was in a hurry, he strode towards me, and I stepped back step by step.

"You're not!"

I said very decisively, without hesitation, and with determination!

"Am I not?"

Those peach blossoms looked at me with a hint of sadism under their eyes.

"Sword ......" I wanted to call Sword Spirit, but he interrupted me coldly.

"It's useless to call him, do you think he will be my opponent?"

So is he admitting that he is not Ling Yefeng?

He walked to the edge of the chair and sat down, crossed his legs and crossed his hands on his lower abdomen, and looked at me with a smile.

"How do you know I'm not his?"