Sang Wushi: ...... Wait, wait...... What is he thinking? No, why does it feel like his thoughts are dangerous......

Sure enough, in the next second, Zimo's laughing voice sounded, "Come in." ”

......

"No! I refuse! It's a shame!"

"I'm not going to laugh, come in. He smiled with a smile on his eyebrows, his big eyes bent into crescents, and his eyebrows were full of pleasure.

Sang gritted his teeth from time to time, he was obviously laughing! Obviously he was laughing! Seeing that she hadn't moved for a long time, Zimo possessed her slightly and "caught" her.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing! Don't be impulsive!" she began to writhe violently in the air.

"Don't move, it's crooked for a while...... Where's the door?"

"Such a small house is completely uninhabitable, okay! I think you'd better turn me back first......" The little ghost ignored her words directly, and just dragged her with one hand as if he was gesturing with something serious, "It seems to be about the same size." ”

"You little ghost, do you have ......" However, before he finished speaking, Zimo had already placed her in the "bird's nest" that had been built, and then, a satisfied smile appeared on his clear little face, "Perfect." ”

......

And about half an hour later, Sang Wushi finally used her voice to let Zimo fish her out, and then he reluctantly hesitated for a long time before reluctantly changing her back.

The red clothes danced, the streamer floated, the three thousand green silks fell smoothly, and the green house the size of two palms on the grass seemed to shrink rapidly in an instant, and Sang stretched his waist from time to time, which was really a long-lost feeling. Carefully holding up the small house, she stared at Zi Mo and said with a wicked smile: "I said little ghost, who threw me into the bucket today......

"I think it's better for you to change back......" As soon as his little hand was raised, Sang Wushi immediately answered: "You misunderstood! I mean your move was too wise! You shook me awake! How could you be such a wise person......" She gritted her teeth and laughed like a flower.

Zimo glanced at her lightly and hooked his lips, "Since you like it so much......"

"Don't experience it a second time!...... I mean, it's okay to keep good things for once!" She suddenly stiffened.

"Oh, what does a woman mean when she says no. The little shoulders shrugged.

"No, I'll explain to you the relationship between 'want' and 'don't'......"

Ay...... Picked up an ancestor.

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The night was thick, like dark and cold blood flowing from a carrion, winding across the sky and the earth. The moon hovered alone over the dark forest, its light dim and its shadow of the black wind. The rain was pouring down in the dark night. Everything was damp, the skin of the trees and dirt was starting to fester, and the air smelled suffocating. Suddenly, thunder and lightning flashed, causing the whole night to quickly fall apart. The scenery turned pale for a moment, and the black shadows of the trees like claws waved wildly, and then quickly went black, and the blurred lightning points, the black shadows of the overlapping forests, suddenly tore through the dense night in a loud beastly roar, accompanied by a thunderclap.

It was a huge black shadow hovering over the dark night, as if it had suffered great pain, and the night sky swayed violently and struggled, and suddenly, it let out a howl of pain, and suddenly a thunderclap was startled. The huge black shadow fell rapidly, and in an instant it was as bright as day, reflecting its body - a naked and white dragon, but the moment it hit the ground, the white-shirted woman who turned into a white dragon seemed to finally be unable to bear it, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the smell of blood mixed with erosive soil in the dark forest seemed to envelop the entire night sky, and the woman was weak, dragging her thin body and retreating behind her, her face was miserable and blue, and her bloodless lips trembled, "Don't... Don't kill me......" The yin wind blew, and in the bright lightning, I saw the whole dense and dark dark forest, and the trees with strong winds, dried up and withered in an instant, and the ghost trees were open. The woman's screaming action was so hard that it was still in her desperate and incredulous frightened eyes......

"Click" A thunderous electric sound pierced the dark night sky in an instant, and Sang sat up from the bed suddenly, gasping for breath in this quiet night, heavy and depressing. Her hand was slowly placed on her chest, and she felt the pounding heartbeat in her chest, and her eyes were cold. She had just had a dream, but she knew it wasn't a dream. Her hands suddenly clenched tightly, her eyes closed, and the scene in her dream slowly emerged......

There was her courtyard, her room, her bed, and she was lying quietly on the bed in the darkness, when her eyes suddenly opened, and her eyes flashed with a vigilant coldness. Her expression was slightly painful and hideous, fine beads of sweat continued to appear on her forehead, she wanted to get up, wanted to speak, but, as if she had been frozen by someone, she couldn't move at all.

The wooden bars and windows of the room were wide open, and the cold rain drifted in the wind, wetting the withered vine chairs. The wind and rain were whispering, but the room was dark and terrifyingly silent. Sang couldn't help but hold his breath all the time, and the alarm bell in his heart rang out, what the hell is going on, is it a dream? But the cold aura around him is so real. She tried her best to break free from the inexplicable restraints on her body, but she was so anxious that she was sweating profusely and still didn't move. She narrowed her eyes slightly, but she saw a touch of brocade white boots, and the hem of the moon white clothes on the boots was ...... Ji Heng.

But Sang Wushi did not relax her guard at all, on the contrary, her eyes were cold and awe-inspiring, and she said coldly, "What do you want from me this time?"

When the person heard this, he smiled lightly, and his clear voice was particularly clear at this time in the silence, "Xiao Pingping, why did he say this, I just missed you so much, I came here to see you, but you are in the broken place of the Futu Palace, I am so disgusted that I have to meet in a dream." As he spoke, he approached Sang Wushi, who couldn't move on the bed, step by step, his steps were light, but he seemed to have the coolness of a rainy night, which made people shudder.

Her heart tightened, "Then what are you doing to trap me like this now!" Her voice was quite loud, trying her best to pretend that she was just angry because she was trapped, Ji Heng was a mystery, he came for no reason, went without cause and effect, he had unfathomable strength, but he was quietly hidden in the five realms of Brahma. Every time he appears, more or less, he can always involve himself, but this time, it is the most panicked time for Sang Wushi, she originally thought that Ji Heng and her have always seemed to be noisy and discordant but not really hostile, it seems that there is something between herself and him to maintain this balance, but at this moment, this balance seems to have been inexplicably broken......

His hand, which was as cold as the night rain, with a coolness, fell lightly to her eyebrows, Sang Wushi suddenly stiffened, but he smiled again: "Look at you nervous, of course I think you are the main one, but ...... By the way, just get my stuff back. The cold fingers suddenly slid gently to her soft white cheeks, and Sang Wu's back was cold, and she was already goosebumps.