Raising his chin, sucking back the tears that were about to pop out of the corners of his eyes, the corners of Luo Qingyin's lips raised a mocking arc, "What do you think of me?" A water-based poplar woman or a female cousin? ”

She spit out the words very lightly, but the words were like thunder, and they exploded in his heart.

Zi Yunchen's face turned pale, and his soul seemed to have been hit hard, like falling into an ice cellar, cold and biting.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at the man in front of him.

On the edge of the cliff, the girl seemed to be a different person.

His eyes were as sharp as a blade, and his face was as cold as snow on the edge of the cliff where the clouds were rising.

kept saying that he loved her, but just based on such a nonsensical thing as a feeding trick, he doubted, questioned her, and suspected her.

Scold...... Is that his answer?

No matter how beautiful the oath is, it is just a passing moment.

Luo Qingyin pressed the bitterness in her heart, perhaps, she shouldn't be emotional.

Tears slipped down after all.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry ......"

Zi Yunchen finally realized how excessive her words were under her anger, and her slender arm stopped her, pulling her into her arms.

His arms were solid and strong, his chest was tight and warm, he held it very tightly, Luo Qingyin couldn't move in his arms, but his body and mind were trembling.

Zi Yunchen's reason gradually returned, gently kissed her tears, and murmured, "I'm sorry, I'm dizzy, I believe you ......"

Luo Qingyin felt a surge of anger in his heart, pushed his face aside, and said coldly: "No need, I can't stand your apology, you can go." ”

Zi Yunchen's cloud-like body trembled slightly: "You drove me away?" ”

"Zi Yunchen, your love suffocates me." Luo Qingyin's eyes were full of stubborn determination, "I only have martial artist cultivation, I can't stand your palm; My friend's cultivation is not as good as yours, and they can't stand your palm. ”

After a pause, she looked straight into his eyes, a smile rose at the corner of her lips, three points of laughter and seven points of ridicule, "The person who should say sorry is me." ”

At that moment, a sad and desperate mood slowly spread out from the bottom of Zi Yunchen's heart.

Her every word was like the sharpest knife, slashing at his heart, bleeding hot blood, and he seemed to hear his heart fall deep into the abyss of hopelessness from a high place, shattered.

Her words made him mad with despair.

Yes, it was he who broke her heart.

It was he who hurt her friend.

But is that her answer?

Yes, she is always habitually protective of herself, wearing a thick armor in her feelings, and when something happens, she retreats back into the armor and lets him never go further.

Zi Yunchen faintly felt that if this time, he let her go, their relationship would return to the original point.

The four eyes met each other, silent silence for each other.

Suddenly, Zi Yunchen acted.

Zi Yunchen's heart was beating wildly, the more he hugged it, the tighter and tighter he became, he couldn't breathe, he couldn't think, he just wanted to kiss her deeply like this, he didn't want to let go of this woman who loved her deeply.

I don't know how long it took, but the anger gradually turned into a sad love, and he ...... softly Remove the blood from her lips and slowly heal her wounds.

He was learning to love for the first time.

Both he and she are too stubborn.

As a result of the needlepoint, both of them were covered in bruises.

Zi Yunchen hugged her tightly and whispered in her ear: "Little kitten, forgive me, okay?" Don't drive me away, I'm ......"

"Don't talk about it." Luo Qingyin stretched out his hand to push him away, turned his back, and his mood still returned to calm, "I'll go and see Jimo Wuxin, he is not lightly injured." ”

Zi Yunchen looked at her back, the corners of his lips showed a touch of bitterness, and he was silent for a long time, he finally caught up with her footsteps, however, just before he entered the door, a figure in white clothes like snow stopped in front of him.

"Zi Keqing," Hua Qianye looked at the ten distinct fingerprints on Zi Yunchen's face, his voice was extremely warm, but there was no temperature at all, "Teacher Keqing is not allowed to make a move on the students, you have violated the law." ”

Zi Yunchen's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and her thin lips hooked slightly: "So, what are you going to do?" ”

Lei Yan seemed to feel something, and with a "whoosh" sound, he rushed out, and his vigorous figure fell at Zi Yunchen's feet: "Master, the old man is here to help you!" ”

……

In the library hall, Jimo Wuxin leaned on his seat, holding the empty Baicao wine bottle in his hand, his face regained a little ruddy, and on his face, the little black butterfly was obediently covering his cheeks, as if he was asleep.

The ink monkey and the snow ginseng doll crouched under the bookcase, their round eyes rolling in silence.

"Junior, are you alright?" Luo Qingyin walked to the bookcase, looked at the place where he had been beaten, and showed a hint of surprise: "Okay? ”

Under Zi Yunchen's anger, even if he didn't use cultivation, he would be able to heal in a moment and a half from time to time.

It can only be said that Jimo's resilience is amazing.

The snow ginseng doll hugged Luo Qingyin's thigh, and said with tears in her eyes: "It's the effect of the little fat butterfly, the little fat butterfly has a strong healing ability, woo...... Chubby Butterfly is ready to fall into a deep sleep, and there are no friends anymore. ”

The ink monkey scratched his paw depressedly: "If you have a new friend, you forget your master?" I want to be friends with you, squeak! ”

Luo Qingyin ignored their nonsense, watched the little black butterfly wrap himself in a cocoon, and sighed heavily in his heart.

Once the spirit pet sleeps, it will not wake up for several years.

She owes Jimo no heart, owes Dafa!

Jimo sat up unintentionally, shook his head and said, "I'm fine, thank you for the wine." It's an antidote for your friends. ”

Luo Qingyin was stunned and said, "What antidote?" ”

The ink monkey scratched his buttocks, bared his teeth and said: "The mutant queen butterfly is full of poison, and it will be hit when it is touched, and with the cultivation of a bad man, it can last for half an hour at most." ”

Luo Qingyin was taken aback and flew out of the window.

Snow Ginseng Doll, Ink Monkey and Jimo Wuxin followed.

Outside the library hall, the heaven and earth are leisurely, the breeze is light, the flower branches are swaying, and the shadows of the trees are verdant, quiet and serene.

Zi Yunchen, gone.

"There it is!" The ink monkey's paws stretched out towards the slope, and his round eyes flashed with excitement, "The bad man and your mentor have fought, they are all masters of the formation, and they have a good show to watch, squeak." ”

Where is it?

Why can't they see it?

Mao Dun Literature