Chapter 13: Yang Ying
"Well, actually, I ......"
"Do you see a girl, should you...... It's a red dress, yes, it's the same one you're wearing, do you see that? ”
Duan Xi'an's voice was very anxious, and Chen Qingqiu had already noticed it: as soon as he was in a hurry, his voice became louder.
"Duan Xi'an, you, are you waiting for her?"
This voice is also very familiar, Chen Qingqiu's eyebrows furrowed deeply, searching for the owner of this voice in his mind.
Suddenly, the darkness in Chen Qingqiu's eyes disappeared, as if the blindfolded gauze had been removed.
Her whole body seemed to be taken out of the box, and the feeling of being squeezed on her body was gone, and she fell on the wet and soft ground with a bang.
Ignoring his own situation, Chen Qingqiu's eyes widened.
It turned out to be her!
Yang Ying was wearing a beautiful red dress, which contrasted strongly with that face.
"Come with me!"
The vine girl came out of the dark forest and pushed Yang Ying.
Probably because of the karmic fire, her face was scarred, and what came out of the scars was not flesh and blood, but wood grain. There were still a few tattered pieces of cloth hanging from his body, and his feet had become one with the earth.
Chen Qingqiu now had no doubt that this monster had just hidden her in her wooden body.
"I, I'm not leaving!"
Yang Ying struggled for a moment, easily shaking off the vine in her hand.
Duan Xi'an was already so frightened that his feet were weak, and he fell to the ground, and kept retreating. Retreat to the edge of the woods, where there is a dilapidated temple, surrounded by ashes from the burning of incense, and red ropes hanging from the branches hanging from the heights.
Taking advantage of the moment when the monster and Yang Ying were arguing, he glanced at Chen Qingqiu, who was tied to the ground, and immediately secretly crawled to the temple not far away.
Chen Qingqiu turned his face away in disappointment, the monster who was arguing was also very alert, and immediately threw out a jet-black vine from his hand and firmly tied Duan Xi'an's legs.
"Ahh
Duan Xi'an let out a miserable scream and fell to the ground.
His well-groomed hairstyle and expensive clothes all rolled in the mud, and his two tied feet rolled over like a pig in the mud.
The pig was still wailing and sparing, without any image.
"Rest assured! You're not hurt! ”
The red dress rushed past, and a bright flower bloomed in the night.
Yang Ying's hand touched the vines on Duan Xi'an's feet, and then glanced at Chen Qingqiu, who was also unable to move, she stood up with a sigh of relief, and said to the woman who was arrogantly raising the vines:
"Let them all go."
"I won't let it go unless you come with me."
The two people were in a stalemate, and Duan Xi'an, who was lying in the mud, cried out:
"Come with her! Don't get involved...... Yes! ”
Duan Xi'an was slammed with a rattan stick, and his muddy face was even more embarrassed.
"I'll talk to her, you dog man dare to interject......"
"Sister! Stop it! I won't leave him! I love him! ”
Chen Qingqiu's mouth couldn't close anymore!
What the hell is this little monster? Still being your own classmate?
…… Wrong! Does she love Duan Xi'an?
Chen Qingqiu here was already stunned, and the conversation between Yang Ying and the monster continued.
"I don't know love? You don't know love! You are my sister, why are you stopping me from being with the person I love? ”
As if it was the first time that he was hit by his sister like this, the monster's eyes were stunned, and his face became even colder.
"Hongying, he doesn't deserve your love."