But what he said really made me sad, so sad that I didn't have the heart to care about the twists and turns.

No matter what I said, no matter how I explained it, he turned a deaf ear, and he no longer trusted me from the bottom of his heart.

Murong Ningyue held the silver whip in her right hand, holding her arms and watching with relish, her face full of schadenfreude.

Yudi ran in in a panic to tell that Bai Emu had choked his breath, and the little beggar grabbed my neck and threw me on the screen, and the screen was knocked down by me vigorously and fell to pieces.

The back of my head just hit the wooden frame, and my head buzzed at the moment of the collision, and I fell to the ground through the screen, and there was a dull pain in my limbs, but this pain is really nothing to people with martial arts, but I still feel that the pain is terrible, and I cover my chest in hindsight, and it turns out that my heart hurts tightly.

I barely stood up from the ground, but I saw the little beggar slamming the door, leaving me with a heartless back and a resolute word.

"Feng Xi'er, from now on, you and I are incompatible!"

I only felt a "buzz" in my head, and the whole person was even more confused.

I watched Yudi scream and come over to help me, I watched Murong Ningyue scolding Yudi, I watched Murong Ningyue's mouth open and sneered and said something.

I felt like I was out of my body, I felt as if everything had nothing to do with me, I felt like I was out of the way, watching and listening like a bystander, but I didn't know what they were crying or laughing at, I didn't think it should happen to me, my little beggar, my masked man, he liked me so much, how could he do this to me? In the past, no matter how willful I was, he would forgive me. Could it be that Bai Eminem is really too important to him?

I didn't know whether to regret my actions or to have pity on myself, until a silver whip struck me like a poisonous snake in front of me, and my body made a judgment for me beforehand.

I grabbed the silver whip in my right hand, and the whip circled around my wrist three times.

Murong Ningyue saw that the blow missed, and quickly retracted the whip and prepared to strike again, my soul returned to its place, held the silver whip with her right hand, stood up with the strength of Murong Ningyue, and said to her coldly: "You'd better get out quickly, otherwise don't blame me for losing my temper and hurting you by mistake." ”

Murong Ningyue's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, with anger, she bit her thin lip, and then chuckled: "Feng Xi'er, you are a waste, what do you want me to do?" In the past, the master protected you, and I didn't dare to touch you, but now? Do you still want to do it? ”

I remembered that no one knew about my recovery of martial arts except for the little beggar, and it seemed that Murong Ningyue was going to make the first stake in my trial after recovery, so I kindly reminded her: "Waste people are also people, and they can still beat dogs." ”

What Murong Ningyue cares about most is her identity, her sister Murong Ningshuang is just a protector of the Xizi League, and Murong Ningyue herself is just a maid, but because of her beauty, everyone in the Xizi League who wants to eat her tofu calls her Miss Murong, and when she screams, she feels that she is different from the same handmaiden, and she is a person who can win the favor of the alliance leader.

Later, Murong Ningyue fell ill, and the little beggar looked at her sister's face, and exempted Murong Ningyue's affairs to let her recuperate with peace of mind, and Murong Ningyue felt more and more that her status in the heart of the alliance leader was different.

A year ago, her hobbies became: painting delicate makeup, wearing gorgeous clothes, and gracefully dangling in front of the alliance leader.

Slowly, she forgot her identity, just a maid who brought tea and water.

Now I reminded her that she was really angry and angry: "Who do you think you are? You're an abandoned woman, and the master will kick you away when he's tired of playing, how does it feel? ”

I sneered: "The abandoned woman is fortunate that the person who has also got him is better than some kraft candy who wants to paste it upside down every day, but has been kicked away countless times." The difference between humans and animals is that people have faces. ”

Murong Ningyue didn't expect that I was hurt by her master, and I could still have such energy to deal with her, she was rooted in my heart, I was rooted in her heart, and they were merciless to each other, but my heart has always been covered with copper walls in front of outsiders, and the fragility is only left to herself, but her heart is scarred when she touches it.

Joy and anger were in full swing, and she soon burst into a rage.

"Feng Xi'er, you are looking for death!"

After speaking, she pressed her hand again, trying to pull the silver whip out of my hand and give me a good look.

It's just that she didn't expect me to use my strength, so I let go of the silver whip and shook her.

The silver whip slipped away from my hand like a slippery silver snake, and when the last silver whip slipped to my fingertips, my wrist was lightly moved forward, my fingers clamped the silver whip, and I infused the internal force into the silver whip, only to hear a chaotic sound of "crackling", the silver whip broke into several sections and all fell to the ground, and a section collapsed on Murong Ningyue's face, bringing out a hand-long blood mark.

Murong Ningyue's hand bounced off as if it had been struck by lightning, and suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, and then fell to his knees.

It's not that my internal strength is deep, but that Murong Ningyue doesn't measure her strength, and she injects all her internal force into the silver whip, and I only need to input a small amount of internal force that is different from her exercises, and I can make her shake out internal injuries.

She looked at me in disbelief: "Have you recovered your martial arts?" ”

I turned my wrists and ignored her, and said to Yudi, who wanted to help but couldn't intervene, "Throw her out!" ”

The jade drop was ordered, and he immediately picked up Murong Ningyue viciously and walked out of the door.

Murong Ningyue was injured internally, and she couldn't use martial arts, so she learned to use her hands and feet like a woman and greeted Yudi with her mouth, although Yudi looked weak, she was also a man, and she didn't say a word in pain and threw Murong Ningyue out of the courtyard.

I closed the door and went to bed in distraught, thinking that there was so much going on tonight that it was as unreal as a dream, and that maybe I would wake up from a dream.

After Yudi came back, he knocked on the door and came in, looking like he wanted to say something, I thought he wanted to comfort me, so I waved his hand to him and let him go out, and comforted him casually: "I'm fine, don't cry." ”

As soon as I finished speaking, the tears that had been rolling in his eyes fell as if he didn't want money.

I said in my heart that I didn't cry what are you crying about, you still have Wu Saburo's stupid pain, but I have nothing, you still want to let me, a lovelorn person, comfort you, it's really intimate.

But I saw that he was crying and was really sad, so I helplessly comforted: "Your young lady, I am beaten with iron, invulnerable, and your master's broken words can't hurt me at all." You just have to put your heart in your belly. ”

But he whimpered: "How can the master be willing to ,......"

Because he cried so much, I couldn't really hear the last sentence, I just listened to the pronunciation as if it was "acting" or "no", but I didn't have the heart to dig into it.

I quickly waved my hand at Yudi, telling him to go out quickly and calm down, and I couldn't help crying when I heard him cry again.

After the jade drip out, I regretted not letting him go and get me some wine to kill my sorrows.

I squinted in bed for a while, but I couldn't fall asleep, I refused to think anything about the little beggar, but my brain didn't listen to me at all, and the scenes of my time with this man resurfaced in my mind, and I couldn't get rid of him.

I sat up suddenly, barefoot to find something to do for myself, looking at such a familiar room, I remembered that I used to hide a few jars of osmanthus brew in the dark, and I thought that the little beggar must have put a few jars of it, because he loved me, so he would restore all my habits.

I stretched out my hand to the dark grid, but I saw that my hand was shaking unconsciously, no matter how I tried to convince myself that all this was fake, but all this really happened, if the dark grid did not have osmanthus brewing, if it was me who was amorous, then what should I do?

My hand touched the trap and retracted violently, I was afraid to open the trap and it was empty.

The villain in my mind comforted me, if there is no osmanthus brew in it, it doesn't mean that he doesn't love you, who will pay attention to so many details? Isn't he doing enough for you? He's just going crazy again today, and he'll come back to you when he figures it out.

I pressed the mechanism, the secret grid opened, and the mellow aroma of osmanthus brewed on my face suddenly made me intoxicated.

The little man in my mind cheered and said to me happily: Look, there is osmanthus brewing, he still loves you, and he remembers all your preferences.

But suddenly a villain popped up and scolded it: Didn't you just say that osmanthus brew doesn't represent anything? Don't forget, the osmanthus brew was put here before he said "incompatible", and people said that "incompatible", what are you still doing here!

I listened to their distraught, and shook my head to let them roll out of my head, and the idea of such a gain and loss must not be my own.

I took out the osmanthus brew and put it on the table, a total of five jars, all opened, I picked up a jar and poured it violently, I was choked until I coughed twice and then drank, and drank like a reckless man in the rivers and lakes.

Five jars of wine in my stomach, my mind has long left me, I burped and fell on the bed, and my heart said that I will definitely be able to sleep well this time.

I was half asleep and half awake when I felt that someone was touching my face, and I angrily hit his hand, but I hit myself in the face.

My hands were so wet that I thought it was spilled wine at first, but then it was salty and salty in my mouth, and I made up my mind not to cry, but in the end I cried.

The man pulled my hand down and shook my fingers, and something soft and warm kissed my cheek and wiped away all my tears.

My eyes were full of tears, and the man's lips kissed my eyes patiently, swallowing all my bitter tears into his stomach.

I opened my eyes in a daze, and saw a hideous face, but I was not afraid at all, I hugged him, afraid that this sweet dream would suddenly wake up, and he would be gone.

I explained to him aggrievedly: "I really don't want to kill, I really want to save Bai Eminem." ”

He patted me on the back and said softly, "I know." ”

I was even more aggrieved in my heart: "You actually don't know, you are the person in my dreams, and you will only coax me in my dreams." ”

He didn't speak, but he looked down and kissed me on the lips, and it felt so real that it made me wonder if it was a dream at all.