Some things are too cruel.

When Qing Wei woke up again, there was a dim light in front of him, the sky was gray, and a dark cloud was shrouded, and it couldn't be clear no matter what.

She looked at her hands, and the palms of them, were a little stained.

This color is the color that is infiltrated with the drug.

Suddenly, she looked around, and the curtains all fell to block out the gloomy sunlight outside, and the incense was lit in the room, which made people drowsy.

She remembers, she's dead.

Died under poisoned wine.

However, her soul was not consumed by the poisoned wine.

Yes, after all, how can immortals enter the reincarnation of the mortal world.

Whose body did she enter at this moment?

Qing Wei got up slowly, looking at the huge bed, and the man lying on the bed.

He has a slender figure, a very good figure, and an eight-pack abs on his waist, and when he was paying attention to the moment she woke up, he slowly opened his eyes, a pair of phoenix eyes narrowed contemptuously, and sneered: "I'm not dead yet, but I really underestimated you." ”

- Not dead yet?

Qing Wei realized that it was not someone else lying next to her, but someone she had been thinking about for a long time, wanting to protect her family and defend the country, just to spend her life with him.

- Phoenix.

So, she herself is ......

The phoenix dove rose slowly, its body as heavy as if it had been shackled, and its hair poured down like a waterfall, and the texture was as good as silk.

He took the clothes from the pole and put them on one by one, moving very slowly and seductively.

Feng Jiu noticed her different gaze, smiled coldly, and paused in the movements of his hand: "Thanks to you, the deity is now a waste, are you still satisfied?" ”

"Wasted?"

Qing Wei was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly looked around, this strange and glorious place was full of silk and satin packages, and there was not even a little bump.

Even sharp objects and the like are put away safely.

That is, she is......

"Phoenix, I ......"

He glanced at it in disgust for a moment, his phoenix eyes narrowed into a line, and he said in disgust: "Don't call it so intimate, it's disgusting." ”

…… It's disgusting.

In the past, Feng Jiu would never say such words to her, but now the sudden change caught Qing Wei off guard, and she hurriedly got up, wanting to keep the person in front of her.

A handful hugged him from behind, tightly, hugged, put his face on his back, and felt his warmth.

He whispered softly and said gently: "Feng Jiu, I'm Qing Wei, don't you remember me?" ”

The phoenix dove was stunned, his back was terrifyingly stiff, he turned his head slowly, his eyes were as cold as ice: "You say, are you Qingwei?" ”

She nodded and smiled slightly, "Yes, Qingwei." ”

He glanced her up and down, his eyes like sharp blades, trying to poke into her heart and see the color of her blood.

This kind of gaze, so cold that she wanted to retreat.

After a long time, he retracted the coldness, and turned into a smile on his lips: "Oh, so you're playing with this...... It's really interesting. ”

He took a step forward, grabbed Qing Wei's jaw with a sharp hand, and carefully measured her face, as if her face was engraved with big characters: "Do you think you will believe it if you pretend to be her own deity?" ”

"It's not—I ......," Qing Wei hurriedly denied.

The strength in Feng Jiu's hand was even more ruthless, and he, who had obviously been deprived of his strength, seemed to be working hard with all his strength, wanting to crush her jaw.

With such an aura, she had nowhere to struggle.