One after another, he asked poignantly and persistently, "Is that so?" ”

Ke Changqing looked at Wen Xien sadly, but saw Wen Xien's mouth move twice, and Ke Changqing's eyes debated her mouth shape without blinking.

- "After all. ”

"Shemales have different paths."

Ke Changqing hung his head, his broad shoulders also collapsed, Wen Xien thought that he was dead, but Ke Changqing suddenly burst out.

Wen Xien didn't react, he pounced on her, his arms locked around Wen Xi'en's body, and his lips were tightly pressed against Wen Xi'en.

Even at this moment, Wen Xien did not panic, and her pupils shrank when she tasted the bloody taste in her mouth.

Ke Changqing didn't seem to be able to hear the voice in his ears, staring at Wen Xien's face with blood-red eyes, and crossed the demon pill into her mouth.

It was originally a black crow in the sky, and suddenly a gust of wind blew, black like a rustling of ink, like a pair of big hands, pulling Ke Changqing.

Ke Changqing frowned tightly, his eyes were sharp, and he hugged Wen Xien tightly, but he was still pulled by that, and the lips of the two were separated, and a dazzling pure blue light bloomed between the lips.

Ke Changqing struggled with a hideous face, unwilling to leave, the blue ball in the center of the light was free between the two, but he didn't want Ke Changqing to grasp Wen Xien's arms is really hard, and he still hasn't completely separated.

Ke Changqing was like an iron net, covering Wen Xien under him, and he was not shaken in the slightest.

The black hurricane pulled Ke Changqing, the surrounding trees were blown and shaken, and they almost fell to the ground, and the last pull finally pulled Ke Changqing away from Wen Xien, and the blue ball suddenly cracked, splitting into two and burrowing into the mouths of the two.

Wen Xien immediately wanted to lure the demon pill out, but found that the demon pill seemed to melt into her body, and it couldn't be drawn out at all.

"I'm going to die, if you don't make me happy, then I won't make you happy......" Ke Changqing's eyes became more and more gloomy, and the precipitated ash rolled into a ball, crackling and burning with aggressive sparks.

He chuckled, his chest tingling like a moth flapping its wings, and his tone was as simple as a child: "This is punishment, who told you to hate me." ”

"Clean dust." Ke Changqing's low smile came to an abrupt end, and the holes in the corners of his red eyes burned with morbid paranoia and stabbed at Wen Xien.

"I want you to never forget me for the rest of your life...... Life and Age......

Ke Changqing gritted his teeth and glared at Wen Xien angrily, full of resentment and hatred as if he was wrapped in paper and collapsed with one blow, sour and fragile unwilling to bubble and slurry, gurgling straight down.

In Wen Xien's slightly stunned gaze, Wen Xien saw Ke Changqing with a happy smile, but his eyelashes were sad like a majestic rain, soaking sour, like broken glass, torn apart and turned into pieces.

——

After the busiest hour, the crowd of fish-like people gradually dispersed, and only the sparse pairs were still wandering the streets.

Among them, Yue Yang's upright figure became more and more conspicuous.

He stood at the end of the alley, watching Wen Xien come over, his face gloomy, and his handsome face was dyed with frost at the moment, as if anger was brewing.

He stared at Wen Xi'en with a pair of eyes, clearly wanting to ask Xingshi to ask for guilt, but when the afterglow swept to Wen Xi'en's pale face, he squinted his eyes and said coldly: "Where have you been, do you know how long I have been looking for you!" How long have you waited! I said that you, a monk, don't know anything about human affairs! ”

Wen Xien had long been accustomed to Yue Yang's mean words, and he didn't take it to heart, so Wen Xien said directly: "The murderer is dead, and there is nothing to do in Lanzhou." ”

Yue Yang's pupils shrank, and he didn t understand why the murderer died suddenly, in such a short period of time, but seeing Wen Xi'en's pale face, the words that came out again.

"You're okay, monk, you don't look good."

I don't know if it's Yue Yang's illusion, he always felt that the monk looked weak, and he couldn't help but get nervous.

His tone was urgent: "Monk, are you injured?" ”

Facing Yue Yang's worries, Wen Xien's chest became more and more stuffy, and his ear canal buzzed with a dizzy tremor.

The pale lips pursed tighter and tighter, "It's fine." ”

Saying that, Wen Xien turned around and was about to leave, Yue Yang hurriedly blocked in front of Wen Xien, "Where are you going?" ”

Wen Xien lowered his eyelashes: "Return to Yonghean." ”

Yue Yang's expression was slightly distorted, and a pair of eyes burst out with anger: "It's so late now, I can't even see the road clearly!" How do you go back to Yonghean?! ”

Although Yue Yang was forced to be impatient on the surface, he was frightened in his heart, he didn't expect the monk to leave so soon, he didn't have any preparation at all, so he subconsciously stopped it.

Wen Xien really didn't know why Yue Yang was so angry, and he didn't want to understand.

"Get out of the way."

Two cold words.

Yue Yang looked at Wen Xien in disbelief, as if he didn't expect the monk to refute him with such indifferent words, his fingers spasmed and bent, he laughed angrily, curled the corners of his mouth in horror, glanced at her, and said, "Okay!" If you die on the way, don't give me no warning. ”

As soon as he said this, Yue Yang regretted it, logically speaking, he should be grateful to the monk, but he was really ...... It's really unwilling.

But before Yue Yang could apologize, Wen Xien heard his words and left without even stopping.

Yue Yang's face was already pale, he didn't expect things to develop as he expected.

——

Her appearance was different from any person the little fox had seen before, and there was a cold aura between her eyebrows, and her rare light-colored pupils made the person being looked at have a sense of calm and indifference for no reason.

The monk sitting cross-legged on the futon knocked on the wooden fish, his fingers slightly curved, snow-white and slender, without a single blemish, the most perfect pair of hands that the little fox had ever seen.

She was dressed in a snow-white robe, her eyes were closed, and just by standing there, she had a kind of unattainable, proud branches like a flower, and she was born to be noticed on the altar of the Holy Son.

It's strange that Ke Changqing is not very familiar with this face, he only knows that he fell from under the cliff, and he doesn't remember the rest very clearly, it is like being covered with a layer of white mist.

But when he saw this monk, Ke Changqing felt uncomfortable, sullen, as if he couldn't breathe.

Dust, dust, dust......

An unfamiliar voice echoed in my ears, hoarse and desperate.

The only obsession is like a sharp weapon constantly poking the heart, blood gushing out into a scab, and the scab is pierced into the wound again.

Ke Changqing approached the monk and reached out to touch her face, only then did Ke Changqing realize that his hands were trembling violently.

Before he touched the monk, the monk slowly became transparent, Ke Changqing's expression was uncontrollably distorted, and he subconsciously retained: "Don't go!" ”

The little fox is offline hahaha

(End of chapter)