Chinese Jing Che originally thought that Chiming Gu was just eating flesh and blood, and didn't take it to heart, he never thought that Chiming Gu would seep into his soul, no wonder this was the most vicious Gu in the world.

At this moment, a man walked around the screen, and the dim candlestick in his hand was still burning with a faint candlelight. Gently put it to the side, his voice came from afar, with a strange gentleness: "What's wrong?" ”

Jing Che bit his lip hard and didn't come out of the province, arching his body and fingering at the sheets, and he couldn't help himself.

He probed her forehead, and her face was as cold as frost. He forcibly pulled her hand out of the quilt and gave her pulse. Feeling her pulse with his fingertips, he looked slightly stunned for a long time before he remembered this incident-Chiming Gu. He fed her, and at that time he just wanted to force Jing Che's whereabouts out of her mouth, but at that time she sealed herself with the Blood Sinking Technique, and he didn't get any useful information.

And now that the Blood Sinking Secret has been unlocked, the Red Ming Gu has also begun to attack. Baili Kazama suddenly regretted his impulsiveness at that time, and he was bent on prying something out of her mouth, unscrupulous means, but he buried evil consequences here. Although he and Redcoat are enemies, they are interdependent here, and no one can do without the other, and if something happens to her, then it means that he is also in danger.

Baili Feng held down her tiger's mouth, wanting to lose a breath of true qi into her to relieve the pain, but found that the meridians were empty, and there was no true qi. Only then did he remember that it was night, and he still had no spiritual power.

He could only pick her up in his arms and warm her cold body with his body. His tone was low, as if he was coaxing a little girl to sleep: "There's no way, you can only endure until dawn, and then I'll help you suppress the Gu poison." ”

Jing Che bit his lip and endured it, not daring to speak. She was afraid that as soon as she opened her mouth, she would say "Master" and give up all her previous efforts. But she could hardly resist this long-lost tenderness.

The moonlight refracted on the cold mask, and the tiny light hit the bottom of the eye. He squeezed her jaw and sat on the edge of the bed, her head resting in the crook of his arm, her long hair scattered in her robe.

She thought in a trance in pain that year on the bumpy boat, it was also such a bright moon hanging outside the thin window screen, she was on the boat for the first time, she was so dizzy that her stomach was turned upside down, so she took it upon herself to rub into his arms.

He also hugged her like this, pinched her tiger mouth, and said, "Then Ah Che will sleep again." ”

And now he saved her so much, hugged her so affectionately, and passed on warmth to her, even if the warmth couldn't really be felt. It's all just for each other to survive in this different time and space. They must support each other, and they can never escape the reality that they are destined to be enemies.

At this moment, she is not his apprentice, but a red dress wearing a mask, and they must watch out for each other in order to compete for the last ** divine seal.

But the memory was more turbulent than the pain, when she was still a young girl, she hugged his arm and pinched a hippie smile: "I want to sleep in Master's arms." ”

I don't know how many years have passed, and things are all present.

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Outside the window, the snow was reflected, and the entire outskirts of the city were silent. The morning sun is half dewed on the horizon, and the rising sun is unhurried.

The first vendor on the side of the road lit a fire and shouted to sell wontons, and the world of sound seemed to suddenly open up, and then gradually became lively.

The rustling sound of snow clearing came to his ears from afar, and Jing Che turned around, and his consciousness became clear. The soul-tearing pain did not know when it faded, and there was a tiredness that could not be lifted up all over the body, and a warm current came from the palm of the hand, slowly merging into the internal organs, like a pair of gentle and wide hands to soothe all the tight pain.

Jing Che still wanted to go back to sleep, how long did she remember if she hadn't slept so peacefully? Her eyelids moved, and her sleepy eyes reflected a dark robe, and she suddenly realized something, and suddenly opened her eyes.

The room with the curtains drawn was as dark as night, and after the whole piece of noise disappeared in my eyes, I saw a circle of light green stubble and a well-defined chin, and then looked up, leaning on the side of the bed railing with his head tilted in the wind, and was resting with his eyes closed. He was still holding her hand in his hand, and he was still continuously delivering true qi to her, probably very tired.

Jing Che was stunned, suspecting that he was in a dream, and the gaze lingering on his face was as sticky as honey, and he couldn't take his eyes off it.

The first few times we met, I confronted him wholeheartedly, and it was the first time I saw him so closely.

The appearance is still the same as before, and time has not left any traces on his face, not changing his handsomeness, and he is free to come and go without being fettered.

It's her master.

It is the person she once loved so much and hated so much. And after the thousand sails were over, she was lying quietly in his arms at the moment.

She was in a trance, and it was all foggy and unreal. My head tensed, and I came to my senses when I thought about it, and it was only because they were still in a wonderful cooperation. Because of this connection, he gave her a little warmth.

But she never wanted charity. Either it was a master-apprentice relationship that was once sticky, or it should be a complete hostility between you and me, what is this kind of cooperation?

He has a lot of considerations, and she is not as strong as him, should she also be led by the nose? She is not as free as him to come and go, her obsession is very deep, once she falls, it is not easy to get out. She avoided him with the identity of the red cloth, and she couldn't give up all her efforts.

There was a cold color in her eyes, and she categorically opened his hand.

"Awake?" This movement made Baili Fengma come back from a nap, and half-squinted at the person in his arms, and his tone seemed to be the usual greeting of a familiar person, and he reduced his guard a lot.

Jing Che didn't buy it, sat up straight with his back against the wall, and said coldly: "Thank you for saving me, but I suddenly feel that there is no need for us to continue to work together." ”

With a look of scrutiny in his eyes, Baili Feng quietly blocked the head of the bed and stared at the red clothes in front of him. The silver mask hid most of her expressions, only her lips were pursed, because the poison was slightly pale and weak, and she lost her usual bewitchment, giving birth to some untimely loveliness.

"Oh? Could it be that after a night of pain in my arms, you found a new backer in your dreams? His tone was vicious and ambiguous, even a little annoyed.

Jing Che sneered and did not answer. He only got up slowly, dragged the brocade quilt with his belt, and stepped on the wooden floor to get out of bed with his bare feet.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in the cold and dark pupils of the hundred miles of wind, and in the next second, with the sleeves of her clothes, Shu Shu carried her whole person fiercely.

Half-propped up on the back of the bed, half-pressed on the person's body, the wind wrapped around her body, and forced her to meet his eyes. stared at it for a long time, and snorted coldly: "Do you want to welcome or refuse?" "Cat flutter Chinese