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Jiumu, who was lying on the couch, woke up dimly, and she looked down at her hand strangely, almost screaming.

Her gaze fell on the figure on the bed, why, I could see myself?!

Suddenly, Li Ying on the bed said in a comforting tone: "Don't be surprised, tell your father that you can dance for me." ”

'Jiumu' was a little dumbfounded, and said in a lost voice: "You are really an immortal!" ”

"Shhhh

Jiumu approached Li Ying and saw that his body was actually on the bed, sitting on the ground with his butt, and running out with a roll.

The real Li Ying has already understood, what the fairy sister said to herself at night turned out to be true!

Really let her dance, let the spring festival continue, even if it is not her own body!

But the body of the fairy sister is light and flexible, and her two eyes are intact. She ran out to look at the sky, and at the birds that pecked, and she could see with both eyes, and she could see both!

'Li Ying' hadn't felt like this for a long time, she rushed out into the street and ran around, and no one looked at her with strange eyes! No one is whispering behind their backs anymore!

She covered her eyes to look at the flow of people around her, clear and complete. In an instant, she cried again, how could she not cry? She pretended not to care about her eyes, not to care about other people's pitiful eyes on her, not to care about hypocritical stability, but now the joy told her that it was just a helpless way to protect herself!

And the real Jiumu is lying on the bed, which can clearly distinguish the movements of the Li Mansion.

Alain came here every day to talk to her, saying that the fairy sister suddenly told Master Li that she wanted to continue the spring festival, and danced again. How skilled that dance is, it's like practicing it for five or six years.

Jiumu endured the pain and smiled in her heart, she naturally practiced for five or six years.

Time flashed to the day of the Spring Festival, of course, for Li Ying, who possessed Jiumu.

What about Jiumu in Li Ying's body?

Life is better than death.

For the first time, Jiu Mu felt where the words life is worse than death came from, and she was now.

Even if you feel like you have your eyes open, it's pitch black all around.

She lay quietly on the bed, the severe inflammation in her eye sockets and the extremely violent high fever in her whole body did not go away, making her feel as if her flesh and bones were separated.

It's as if I've experienced the pain of gouging out my eyes. The scars on his face, and the other eye that was affected were completely out of strength.

She heard the sound of a bell outside, and it seemed that there was still a lile, and she endured the pain all over her body and asked Alain, who was feeding the water beside her.

"Has the Spring Festival begun?"

Alain replied flatly, "Yes." She didn't dare to speak more for fear of arousing the young lady's sore spots, as if she had come back from watching the ceremony from outside.

For example, the street is very lively, and the fairy sister in the mouth of the young lady dances to the sound of piano and drums, dancing the dream that the young lady has practiced for many years.

She complained in her heart, this fairy sister was obviously here to show off, and Miss Squeezing was envious of her intact eyes and beautiful appearance, which looked like the figure of the eldest lady Li Qing.

But what the maid Alan didn't know was that it was her young lady who was dancing there at this time.

Jiumu nested in this body, she was in pain, but she couldn't scream, so she had to bite her lip and hold on.

This is what she impulsively smashed Tianchengguan deserves.

The main street of Jiangzhou is as real as Jiumu imagined that day, and there are many people, all crowded on the side road to watch the temporary salute team slowly pass by.

The lead dancer stood on a wooden platform under the red curtain of Phnom Penh, and attracted the attention of the people and ghosts of Jiangzhou.

Of course, the Celestial Realm is no exception.

Jiangzhou is the closest point to the gods, and the heavenly realm builds a lookout, as long as the main god exerts a little divine power, he can see the prosperity of Jiangzhou in his eyes.

General Tiancheng has infinite scenery, and the parade is no longer unbearable, but the fact that the leading dance is seriously ill and is about to cancel the spring festival is known to all the heavens.

And he clearly saw that it was the miscellaneous god Jiumu dancing, and he was surprised that she danced so skillfully, and he admired it. praised again and again: "This miscellaneous god is deeply hidden!" ”

Hidden?

Si Liang stood aside, his serious and deep face diametrically opposed to the cheerful gods and goddesses around him. Kugi couldn't dance, he knew it well.

The uneasiness in his heart stacked up layer by layer, until he thought of one thing, and his pupils trembled slightly.

It's stupid. He thought to himself, and then quickly shook his sleeves and left.

At this time, Li Ying's body was not supported by divine power, and the high fever that had not subsided for several days had already made Jiu Mu faint several times.

Now she couldn't tell whether it was day or night, and when she woke up, all she saw was the dead silence of the pool.

The sound of the sonata outside had stopped for a long time, and Jiu Mu had not returned yet.

Suddenly, there was a noise in the courtyard, and it was the maid who had secretly gone out to play.

A maid rushed into the house, gently held her hand and said, "Miss, the fairy sister you have been thinking about has been asked to marry." ”

Jiumu suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed it, his hands were unusually cold, and the cold people's hearts were numb. She coughed violently twice and asked in a hoarse voice, "What did you say?" ”

The maid put it in her ear and said word by word: "I was asked to marry, and I won't come back." ”

The sound was familiar to her, but the high fever and excruciating pain made her lose the ability to distinguish everything.

can only roar in a lost voice: "Yes, who asked to marry!" ”

"Xu, old, master."

With a grunt, Kugi noticed that his heart had stopped. Then there was a spasm of twisting and writhing internal organs and a knife-like pain.

"She promised?!"

The maid's voice gradually faded away, repeating seemingly nothing: "I was asked to marry, and I won't come back."

I don't know how long it took for Kugi to recover from the shock.

She felt as if she had reached the top of the Tianchengguan Temple, and crashed head-on into the parade limousine, and he saw the blue shirt facing Jiumu, muttering to him sincerely.

"Ah Jiu, Renqing hasn't married a wife yet, is it okay for you to marry Renqing?"

The first half of the sentence seemed to be really spoken by the man's light and gentle voice, and it was transmitted into the pitch-black abyss where Jiumu was. She fantasized about the tone of the second half of the sentence...

Suddenly, Jiumu dragged the quilt desperately, trembling violently.

No way! Xu Renqing: He... He can't ...

No, Ying'er, she can't be! There's absolutely no way Ying'er won't come back!

Li Ying, is she really not going to come back? Kugi shouted, and every time he shouted a word, his head was about to explode.

No one responded to her, and everyone left.

She doesn't know how long she's been lying here, a year? Two years? Maybe not even a whole day.

She clenched her hands weakly, thinking that Xu Renqing was going to marry, was she marrying herself?

He's married someone else!

Perhaps, maybe I'm going to explain to him now that there is still a chance for him to understand ...

Kugi mustered all her strength, and she propped herself up and stumbled around the room. The porcelain vase was shattered, and blood flowed from her feet, but the pain was insignificant to her.

I don't know who locked the door, she slapped it several times, and the strength gushing out of her hard work gradually exhausted.

She fell to the ground and held her throat with her hand, already suffocated by the darkness, as if it were the darkness before she was reborn.

Who is she fighting with?,Surrounded by evil ghosts and black oppressive figures.。。。

Layer by layer, it clings to her legs, feet, and then her eyes.

Like a dying old dog, she curled up her bony body as best she could.

Why do you suddenly mention anything to marry?

A few hot tears slid down his face, unwilling, lost, and painful were all intertwined, adding a lot of bitterness to the sour tears.

Branches—

Jiuki felt a wisp of fresh air, a breath of fresh air.

She desperately raised her head to take a deep breath, and then fell to the ground, exhausted.