The doors and windows were closed, but there was still a cool breeze in the room.

The cool breeze blew in through the crack in the door, and the light twisted lightly, the light flickered, and the sadness on his cheeks swayed lightly.

Her heart was broken.

She stood up gently, standing beside the third prince, blocking the cool breeze with her body, but her eyes stared at the third prince quietly, watching him sit quietly, she liked to watch him sit like this.

Watching him sit quietly was also a part of her life.

Winter is gone, and spring is stronger.

The wind that blew in the night was still cold, and although it was not violent, it was enough to make the delicate woman's body tremble.

Mei Niang's body was shaking, but she didn't run away, there was no complaint, and there was no unpleasantness, she was just quietly happy, quietly happy, and quietly satisfied.

She was satisfied.

She gently pulled the third prince's shirt and poured another glass of wine.

When she poured the wine, her body trembled, but her slender and delicate fingers were light and soft, and she did not want her movements to disgust and bore her husband.

She had been used to this for years, and she knew that it would continue until the end of her life.

But she didn't have a trace of unwillingness and resentment, this was her enjoyment, and she liked to take care of her husband like this.

Taking care of her husband in this way is also a part of her life.

The third prince drank all the wine in the cup.

Cold wine, when drunk in the mouth, will turn into boiling heat, from the throat to every corner of the body, every corner of the body will release heat, especially when it comes to seven points of drunkenness, three points of strength, that kind of heat is also the craziest, the most enthusiastic.

But after this time, there will be another change.

The third prince seems to have reached this time now, Mei Niang's heart is about to break, and the pity and concern in her eyes are even stronger, so thick that most people's hearts are painful and sad.

"I'm not drunk." The third prince's body shook violently, twitched violently, twitched violently, the sadness on his face did not fade a little, and there was a faint bloodshot in his eyes, red and thick blood.

Mei Niang nodded and smiled softly, "Lang Jun is not drunk with a thousand cups, how can he get drunk." ”

Her body is also shaking, the wind in the night, it is extremely cold and vicious, although her body is shaking, there is no trace of trembling all over her head, quiet as a virgin, so quiet that it is heart-wrenching and sad.

She plucked the wick, and the light was brighter and more enthusiastic, the smile on her face was more gentle and delicate, and her movements were light and soft.

The third prince laughed.

"Mei Niang, you ......."

Mei Niang gently stretched out her hand and gently touched the third prince's cheek, her breathing magically became short, she couldn't control herself, because at this time, her heart would become lonely, empty and lonely, the loneliness was unbearable, unable to face, this is not something that normal people can bear, the prodigal son in loneliness can't, and the wife in loneliness can't.

Her head flickered slightly, and her body twitched even more violently, but she did not look for a way to release her emotions and love, but tried to control herself, smiled softly, poured wine for him, and still blocked the cool breeze.

"Why didn't you hate me?"

Mei Niang smiled, "Why do I hate Lang Jun?" ”

The third prince's hand wanted to hold the wine glass, but found that the hand was unstable and could no longer hold the wine glass.

Mei Niang held the wine glass and gently leaned against the third prince's mouth, and the third prince shook his head.

"I've had enough."

Mei Niang gently put down the wine glass, gently took off her clothes, lifted his wide, soft coat, and she herself slipped into it like a snake, softly wrapped around his body, and gently released the heat on his body to him, warming him.

The third prince suddenly collapsed, kept vomiting, and spit out all the wine he had drunk.

When the vomiting subsided, his body fell motionless to the cold, hard ground.

Mei Niang gently blew out the oil lamp, gently carried him to the bed, and then hugged him quietly, quietly admiring the night, admiring the lonely and empty night.

Holding him in the dark and lonely night was also a part of his life.

She knew that her life would be spent in this kind of day, but she did not have a trace of complaints, let alone a trace of unwillingness.

This is the fate of man, the sad fate of a woman.

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The night is darker and the spring breeze is cooler.

The peach blossoms bloom quietly in the spring breeze, quietly releasing fragrance and spring, and the color of loneliness between heaven and earth is stronger.

Fluttershy sits softly by the fire, and the light of the fire illuminates Fluttershy's cheeks brighter and more transparent.

The smell of the grilled fish was fragrant enough, and Fluttershy gently fanned the fragrant grilled fish and smiled, "I didn't think you could grill fish." ”

Silent without life.

Fluttershy smiles wryly, she knows that Lifeless is sometimes like a stone statue, and that a stone statue can't speak, and so does he.

The stone statue can't grill fish, but he can, and it's very fragrant.

"Did you use to be a cook?"

Silent without life.

The empty eyes stared at and poked at the grilled fish, and the aroma released by the grilled fish was even stronger.

Fluttershy laughs foolishly, spreads her arms, and softly hugs him, "There's something I don't know how to tell you. ”

Silent without life.

He slowly hands Fluttershy a stack of broken scrolls that he had bought with his life, for which he almost showed his life.

Fluttershy takes the broken scroll.

She looked at it, completely stunned.

She obviously didn't expect the painting to reach him, and what she didn't expect was that the painting was broken.

Fluttershy's hands tremble as she takes the broken scroll, and her heart trembles even more violently.

"How did you find it?"

Silent without life.

He didn't want to say anything dangerous, and he didn't bother to say it.

Fluttershy stops talking, and splices piece after piece, carefully, delicately, and gently, until the scroll is finally spliced together.

She burst into tears.

The scroll is broken, and the people on the scroll are even more damaged.

The ink had become so faint that it was so faint that it was impossible to see what it was.

Fluttershy can't tell whether it's a person or a landscape, and Yang Qing has disappeared.

The icy cold wind swept by, and the broken picture scroll fluttered and danced, and suddenly drifted into the dark night, the dark and lonely night.

Fluttershy screams and pounces on the scroll, and just as she jumps to her feet, she finds herself in the arms of lifeless.

Caressing her softly, she caresses Fluttershy's body, staring and poking at the broken scroll with her empty eyes, not chasing or letting Fluttershy chase her.

The broken scroll of painting quietly floated away and disappeared quietly.

The dark fragrance of peach blossoms has become stronger.

The pain and sadness on Fluttershy's cheeks grows, "I'm so sorry for you, I'm so ......." ”

Wusheng's hand gradually became stronger, and she began to feel pain.

"I really deserve to die, you kill me, kill me quickly." Fluttershy's crying has turned into pleading, supplication.

With a slight release of his hand, he handed her the grilled fish, and then stood as motionless as a stone statue, staring and poking at the dark sky with his empty eyes.

Fluttershy wipes away her tears, tears open a piece of fish, and hands it to Lifeless.

Motionless, silent, not even glancing.

There are no stars, no moon, no light.

It's actually this kind of night again, a lonely, crazy, and collapsed night.

The prodigal son's heart is lonely.

Lonely and lonely, his heart was so sour and bitter that he couldn't bear it, he suddenly collapsed, and kept vomiting, there was no food in his stomach, not a single thing, and all he vomited was sour water.

Fluttershy's heart is aching.

She hugged Wusheng softly, softly clinging to his body, she hoped to bring him happiness and joy, even a trace of it.

Lifeless struggles to push Fluttershy away, her body convulsing, and the acid water she spits out turns blood-red.

Fluttershy tears more.

She really wanted to think about it, she wanted it crazy, she wanted it to death, but she couldn't give it, she couldn't satisfy him.

She held Wusheng's hand, which was still extremely steady and calm, "I'm really not ....... ”

A pair of eyes stared at them motionless in the depths of the peach blossoms, and her heart seemed to ache and break even more.

What caused him to collapse, causing him to vomit and not be able to get up for a long time? Is that the painting? Or the people on the scroll?

Shangguan Feiyan struggled to control the loneliness and emptiness that had been pent up in her heart for a long time, and she suddenly had an impulse to rush over and bring this person back to Baiyun Cave, to cherish it and care for it with her heart.

She felt that this man was more entitled to that kind of emotion and love than most people in the world.

The tears had gone, but her hand finally picked up a piece of peach blossom and did not bother them.

It took almost all the strength of her body to control it.

Human emotions are really wonderful, sometimes they can make people happy and joyful, sometimes they can make people miserable and sad, sometimes they can make people despair and breakdown, sometimes they can give rise to resentment and resentment, but they can also give birth to great, holy love, a kind of selfless love.

Amorous women can best appreciate the artistic conception here.

Fluttershy is amorous, so is Mei Niang, so is Shangguan Feiyan, and there may be many, many more people in the world who are like this.

The dark fragrance of peach blossoms is long and heavy, making countless people who are amorous and cannot enjoy emotions even more lonely and empty.

Shangguan Feiyan also had more tears.

She gently stroked the peach branches, caressing the peach leaves, the fragrance of the petals has become stronger, and the loneliness in her stomach is deeper.

Suddenly a person appeared behind her, a girl.

Shangguan Feiyan turned around and stared at this girl in surprise, every corner of this girl's body is beautiful, so beautiful that it makes people tremble, no matter what kind of man meets such a woman, he can't help but give birth to emotions and love.

The rootless prodigal son wandering in the rivers and lakes may want to see the second glance when he sees the first sight, and he will want to see the third glance when he sees the second sight, and the person who sees the third eye may never want to leave the first glance.

This girl is a leprechaun.

There were more tears on the little goblin's cheeks, Shangguan Feiyan hugged her tightly, an amorous girl, what was it like to see her beloved struggling on the cold, hard earth? What is it like to see another woman on the side?

It may not be a taste, but a torture, an unspeakable devastation.

The little goblin opened his mouth, but he said a sentence, only three words, "I'm so awake...... ”

Shangguan Feiyan's heart was even more painful.

She really didn't know how to comfort this infatuated girl, because she wanted to it herself, but she couldn't, and she shouldn't.

She whispered, "Let's go back." ”

She dragged the goblin to the depths of the dark and secluded peach forest, but the goblin's eyes kept staring there, unwilling to part for a moment.

They hadn't seen Yang Qing, and if they did, they would know why Wusheng kept vomiting on the ground and couldn't stand up.

Fluttershy's heart is about to break, tormented by the pain.

Cold earth, lonely heart.

The lonely heart of the earth, the heart of the prodigal son.

The prodigal son has no tears, no home, and no love.

The cool breeze passed, the cloak fluttered softly, and the stone statue lay motionless on the ground.

He was alone on the earth.

Fluttershy pulls him to the fire, hugs him quietly, and stares out into the dark sky.

She is not the only one staring at the dark night, Mei Niang is also staring at the night, and there are also many amorous women hugging the drunken Langjun and staring at the dark night quietly.

There were many of them before, and there are many of them now, and there will be such stories in the future.

The grilled fish was already cold, she put the grilled fish into the fire, and roasted it slowly, she didn't want to eat it herself, but Wusheng wanted to eat a little, and in any case, she wanted to give him a little.

She deeply remembered that she had seen seven coffins in Ximen's remnant, seven people with great status and status, and now they had encountered five and five kinds of dangers.

One is a knife outside the plug, one is for the final adult, one is for Hang Tianying, one is Shangguan Feiyun, and one is for the Dragon King, there are only five coffins, and there are two more, these two will appear at any time, and fight with them.

The blood debt of the rivers and lakes can only be washed away by the blood of the rivers and lakes, and it cannot be washed away with water, no matter how urgent the water is, it is impossible to wash away the blood debt.

So he needs stamina, he needs food, he has to eat some food.

The grilled fish turned over, and it was golden brown on both sides, which not only looked good, but also smelled extremely good, and it must have tasted extremely delicious.

Fluttershy wipes away her tears and stares at the grilled fish, a look of satisfaction on her face.

She had to chew the fish to put it in Wusheng's mouth, so that he could swallow it and allow him to absorb the nutrients of the food.

This kind of thing is very suitable for her to do, because she is very meticulous, and she does every movement carefully, and there is no fish bone.

"What a fairy."

Fluttershy shuddered, and the sound seemed to come from the ground.

Eerie, eerie, and evil voices, no people, no ghosts, and Fluttershy's heart is a lie.

She searched everywhere.

The cool breeze gusts, the peach blossoms fall in pieces, dark and fragrant.

"Who?" Fluttershy tries her best, but finds that it's still much, much smaller.

"It's better that you don't want to know, because if you do, you'll be scared."

Fluttershy blinks, and the horror in her eyes grows.

"Are you a ghost?"

"Smart, then you must be afraid of ghosts." There was laughter in the night, and it was eerie, weird, and evil.

"Why don't you come out?"

"We are ghosts, how can we come out casually, and if we come out and scare you to death, wouldn't we be very guilty?"

Fluttershy tries to keep herself under control, trying to keep herself calm, but a cold sweat breaks out on her forehead.

"You're going to kill me?"

"We won't kill you, and we won't dare to kill you, but you're a fairy, a fairy in the painting." In the night, the laughter became erratic, "We are ghosts, and ghosts can't kill fairies." ”

"So what are you going to do?"

"Of course, it's a killing gun."

When it came to the four words of the gun god Wusheng, their laughter had completely disappeared, and they had become indescribably resentful and resentful.

Fluttershy feels her heart cold, as if she had fallen into a cold pool.

They really came to kill Wusheng, maybe they were one of the two coffins, looking for Wusheng to seek revenge.

"Hurry up, the fairy should leave, this place will soon become hell."

Fluttershy gritted her teeth and stared at the darkness of the night, "What would happen to you if I didn't leave?" ”

"Then I'll have to show you hell, but you'll regret it."

"Why should I regret it? You can come out. ”

Sure enough, they had come out, and they were not people, but two coffins, two coffins that had long since decayed and worn.

The coffin stopped silently by the fire, motionless, and the coffin was not opened.

It doesn't open, but it's enough to make Fluttershy's face twist and freeze.

"You ......." She really couldn't say a complete sentence anymore.

"We said, we are ghosts, fairies are still leaving, this place is about to become hell, you better leave early." The sound came from the coffin.

Fluttershy hugs Wusheng tightly and stares coldly at the two coffins.

"That's what makes it difficult for us." There was a sigh in the coffin.

"I won't go unless you grasp my ......."

"Unless I kill you?"

Fluttershy sneered, "If you kill one, you will kill, and if you kill two, you won't get tired." ”

There was a sigh in the coffin.

"Why don't you come out, are you afraid that I won't be able to paint the fairy?"

The coffin did not speak, nor laughed, and lay quietly, and the silence was chilling and frightening.

Fluttershy struggles to her feet and kicks a few flaming branches away, which fall unbiased onto the coffin, causing the coffin to burn as the breeze blows.

She hugged Wusheng tightly and stared coldly at the two coffins.

There was no sound in the coffin, and the fire was even more ferocious.

"Why don't you come out?"

"We're not afraid of burning, don't you believe it, throw two more sticks in the past, and see if we'll be afraid?"

Fluttershy gritted her teeth and kicked again, and several flaming branches fell on the coffin.

Laughter could be heard from the coffin, "It's burning." ”

Fluttershy doesn't understand and coldly looks at the two coffins, which are completely burned.

"You ......."

"These two coffins were meant to hold your bones, but now they are ......."

"Can you kill us?"

"It can be killed." A smug laugh floated from the coffin, "Even if Wusheng is awake, he may not be our opponent, not to mention that he has fainted now." ”

Fluttershy is silent.

They were right, now do it, and no one can stop it.