Shui Qingli couldn't hold back her tears, and said, "Don't you want to provoke me, I won't, it's impossible, how do you want me to do it......"

"Li'er, I can't ...... Endure such ...... Insult. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" The flaming words began to be incomplete, and "I'd rather ......" ended the conversation with a mouthful of blood.

Huo's arrogant gaze became colder and colder, Shui Qingli's heart sank to the bottom, and she murmured: "Lie, you wait, wait for me to bring you back." ”

If you live, there is hope. As for the rest, I don't care, as long as you live, fine.

Huo got up arrogantly and looked at Shui Qingli's eyes full of strangeness. When he heard Shui Qingli whispering the words, his heart was sour, and a tear fell. Drip on the back of the water's clear and cold hand.

He didn't know why he was crying, but he knew it was time for him to go.

A voice beckoned to him in the distance, and he couldn't fight it.

In this way, Shui Qingli watched Huo Jiao turn into a Bi Fang and leave her world.

How long will this walk take?

In a villa in Jingtianfu, the wind blows through the bamboo leaves, making a rustling sound, and the bamboo forests rise up again and again under the wind, like the waves of the sea.

The sound of the piano came from this bamboo forest, which was extremely sad and made people cry when they heard it.

Lan Ying looked at the back of the man in white in the bamboo forest from a distance, cold and lonely.

She sighed, turned around, took the end plate from the handmaid behind her, and walked in.

"Bamboo boy, it's time for you to eat. Lan Ying put aside the end plate in her hand and said to the man in white.

The man in white closed his eyes tightly, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, his skin was delicate, but it revealed a sickly whiteness, and his slender fingers stroked the piano, but the voice revealed was so sad.

This man is the fire and the pride.

Knowing that he wouldn't pay attention to himself, Lan Ying also sat down and listened to this song quietly, unconsciously immersed in this sadness.

Lan Ying had already become like this when he saw the fire arrogance.

She eavesdropped on the conversation between Lan Ping and the man in black, and knew that Huo Jiaolie had fallen in love with *Gu, and felt sorry for him for a while.

But Huo's arrogant reaction is not like the legend, and he is obedient to Lan Ping. He listened to Lan Ping's words, but once Lan Ping wanted to have something to do with him, Huo Jiao was forced to die.

Lan Ping used her love * Gu to control him, but every time she failed, she went back and forth, Lan Ping also understood that it was not possible to come hard, so she vacated a separate garden and let him live alone, and came to see him a few times if he was fine.

However, even Lan Ying could see that Huo Jiaolie hated her very much, but he was forced to love * Gu, and he didn't feel it himself.

Lan Ping didn't want others to know Huo Jiaolie's identity, and because he used a bamboo flute to control him, she named him "Bamboo".

This is why Lan Ying calls him "Bamboo Boy".

The sound of the piano stopped suddenly, and Huo Jiao slowly spoke: "What are you doing again?" he said, opened his eyes, and looked at Lan Ying.

Lan Ying looked at him, a little cramped.

I didn't think that since Huo Jiaolie was controlled, Lan Ying couldn't help but think when she saw his bottomless eyes, such a fairy-like character shouldn't end up like this.

"I'm here to bring you something to eat. Lan Ying explained, no longer looking at the fire arrogant eyes, "You don't have demonic power, you can't go without eating all the time." ”

Lan Ping sent someone to give him something, but he never touched it.

But in order to prevent him from doing other things that he shouldn't do, Lan Ping sealed the fiery demonic power. There is no demonic power to operate, which causes his body to be very weak now.

Hearing this, Huo Jiaolie stretched out his hand, twisted a piece of cake, brought it to his lips, and took a slow bite.

This simple action, Lan Ying was stunned again.

After a while, Lan Ying saw that the plate was empty, so she hurriedly asked, "Do you still want it, I'll go get some more." ”

"It's unpalatable. Huo Jiaolie was merciless, shook his head, but only said two words.

Lan Ying's face turned white, and she persistently asked, "Then what else do you want to eat?"

Huo Jiaolie stayed for a long time, and just when Lan Ying thought that he would ignore himself as usual, he suddenly spoke: "Fish." ”

"Fish, do you want to eat fish?" Lan Ying suddenly felt very happy when she heard this word.

Huo nodded arrogantly and closed his eyes again.

"Wait, I'll call someone. Lan Ying was excited, this was the first time Huo Jiaolie had asked him, it was really rare.

Huo Jiaolie still sat quietly, and did not look at her.

At this moment, a sentence sounded in his mind: "You wait, wait for me to bring you back." ”

Who was that person? Why couldn't I remember? Will she really come? Huo Jiaolie had a series of questions in his heart at this moment, but he couldn't find an answer.

A gust of wind blew, and the arrogant face of the fire turned white again, and he rearranged the piano and played.

But in a few moments, Lan Ying turned back again, listened to the desolate sound of the piano, sighed, let the subordinate stand far away, and took the things inside.

Large plates and small plates were placed on the table, and Lan Ying looked at Huo Jiao at this time.

The latter pressed the strings, got up, and walked over.

didn't wait for Lan Ying to speak, picked up the chopsticks next to him, grabbed a chopstick casually, and put it in his mouth.

Huo Jiaolie didn't understand why he suddenly wanted to eat fish, and he didn't understand why he had the urge to cry when he ate fish, but he didn't hate this feeling.

Lan Ying just watched him eat, and she didn't have the idea of joining him. She wouldn't think that the fire arrogance she had eaten would still touch it, she just had to watch.

In front of him, Lan Ying felt humbled to the dust.

The sound of rustling bamboo leaves and the footsteps of a woman could be heard in the bamboo forest.

Hearing this voice, Huo Jiaolie frowned, put down the chopsticks in his hand, sat back down, and played the piano.

It's still the same song, it's still a sadness.

Sure enough, Lan Ping walked over with a smile: "I said no wonder Zhu Gongzi never eats what I give, it turns out that my sister opened a small stove." ”

"That's just because he hates you!" Lan Ying always spoke like this.

Sure enough, Lan Ping was very unhappy when she heard this, but she still had a smile on her face, sat opposite Huo Jiaolie, looked at him, and asked, "Yes, Zhu Gongzi, you hate me?"

Huo Jiaolie didn't pay any attention to her, and still played his piano by himself.

Lan Ping frowned, it's like this again, this love * Gu just controlled him and forgot the past, but it didn't make him lose his mind, could it be that there was a problem in one link?

"Hmph!" Lan Ying looked at Lan Ping's move and sneered, "You are just deceiving yourself, even the fact that you can't stop him from hating you." ”

Lan Ping looked at her defiantly and smiled, "But at least I can get him, and you, nothing!" As she spoke, Lan Ping pressed her fingertips to her fiery lips, gently rubbing and teasing.

Lan Ying really couldn't stand such a picture, and ran away in a huff.

And Huo Jiaolie's face showed a touch of impatience, but he didn't dodge, but the rhythm in his hand slowed down, and he made a mistake. (To be continued.) )