Pei Lingling's first two big axes turned into a phantom and slashed straight over, Ming Zheng watched Ah Sang take the big knife with his bare hands, and a person looked extremely small in the magnified phantom, that's it, Ah Sang couldn't help but be pressed back by the phantom of this axe,

Ming Zheng fixed his eyes and looked at it, as if the shadow of the axe behind Pei Lingling had substance, cutting people like mud, invincible, Ming Zheng felt the sweat she had just retreated, and couldn't help but come out, and involuntarily took a step back.

Let's say, four or eight...... She lay flat...... No??!! impossible.

But let's run, Ming Zheng raised his eyes, and felt that he would die a little faster.

So Mingzheng was looking forward to a few more people, and at the same time cheered for Ahsan in the same place.

- Ahsan, you're the best.

- Ahsan, I'm going to be the strongest person behind you

- Ahsan, come on

Ah San's eyes were calm, he raised his hand, and caught the sword light and sword shadow, but his footsteps faltered: "........." I suspect that you are an undercover agent sent by the enemy.

Pei Lingling sneered when she heard this, and was distracted for a while, when she turned her head sideways, she looked at Ming Zheng like an ant, and for a while she felt that Ming Zheng was a thing that could not be put on the table, and for a while she felt unwilling and resentful. This led to Pei Lingling's direct heavy hand.

So in less than three or two strokes, Ahsan, was defeated.

Ah Sang was half-kneeling on the ground, as if he was holding a thousand-pound iron scale on his head, and he didn't catch his breath at all.

Ming Zheng looked at Ah San, and then at the woman who was at ease, silently took a few steps back, and then took advantage of the fact that they didn't notice him, his small body moved, spread his feet and began to run out.

Running and panting, he opened his throat and shouted nonsense.

"Someone, help, murder!???"

"Pei Lingling came to Sanssouci Hall to kill people??!!"

"Grandpa save me, Daddy save me. ”

"Pei Lingling disagrees with the young master to kill people. ”

...... Ming Zheng didn't know how long he had been running, and his feet were weak, and he found that the red clothes in front of him were fluttering, standing, a woman.

Mingzheng's tears came out, and before he was about to bump into Pei Lingling, he stopped abruptly, "choked", and hiccuped.

Kankan stopped the kite: "........." She felt like the soles of her shoes were going to rub and catch fire.

It's strange, after running for a long time, no one pays attention to her, how can she be caught by this woman so easily.

It seemed that she could see what Ming Zheng was thinking, Pei Lingling kindly explained to Ming Zheng and showed a devilish smile. "I set up an enchantment, even if you cry and faint here, no one will be able to see you, die of this heart. ”

Mingzheng pulled the corners of his lips along, and immediately changed his policy, and looked at Pei Lingling with a dog-legged flattery. "I'm just a child, sister, such a beautiful person, it's not beautiful to be angry......"

The corners of Pei Lingling's mouth were sharp and sneering.

Ming Zheng soon became speechless.

The morning wind swept against the stars, and the remnants of the clouds were cold, and the slightest cold air penetrated through the cracks that I didn't know where. Ming Zheng hugged her arm tightly, she felt cold, this cold through her bones, calling her health points.

Ming Zheng is really cold.

Ming Zheng stared blankly at the sporadic cold air coming out of Pei Lingling's fingertips, what kind of demon method is this, which has turned the entire environment upside down.

Mingzheng's upper and lower lips trembled, and she regretted that she didn't wear a few more clothes when she got up this morning.

Pei Lingling is strangely smart, she knows that the traces of directly hacking Ming Zheng to death are too obvious, and she has already let Ming Zheng run away, maybe Ming Zheng was killed by an anonymous person, no matter what, it seems reasonable, I am afraid that letting Ming Zheng go is Pei Lingling's purpose at the beginning.

Who would have thought that the little young master would be coldly killed.

Ming Zheng couldn't think of it.

She didn't think the snow in 2002 was so cold.

The two feet were kicked so that only a ball of cold air remained, and I felt that the air exhaled was getting thinner and thinner, and the degree around me was getting lower and lower.

Cold, cold

In the back, Ming Zheng almost couldn't see the real thing in front of him, and there was only one of the most straightforward feelings in his whole body, which was really cold.

Looking at the vast world as if the world was left alone, Ming Zheng curled up tighter and tighter, and finally curled up into a small ball, when the cold invaded and woke up, as if greedy for the time when he was a child in Fang Cai's dream, he just didn't want to wake up.

I heard that when people are about to die, there will be a happy time. When you freeze to death, you will feel a lot of warmth.

I heard that the little girl who sold matches had a beautiful dream before the matches went out.

Ming Zheng also had a dream.

At that time, she was only in junior high school, and for the first time in her previous life, she was angry and strong, and she was admitted to a key junior high school.

When she was young, her father was so serious that she was afraid to even get close. Although her father still didn't smile all day long, he took her to Beijing as she wished.

She remembered that at that time, the sky in the Forbidden City in Beijing was also so cold, but the willow trees on the palace wall at that time had drawn branches, and Ming Zheng shamelessly used a corner of the palace wall as a background wall.

At night, when the lights were shining, her mother took her up to the city walls to retrace those ancient days.

As she was leaving, my mother pointed to the tall and beautiful institution of higher learning, and chattered about it.

At that time, he was ignorant and ignorant, but like most people, when he was a teenager, he aimed at Qingbei all his life, and even ......... Faith.

Later, under the spur of her parents, she worked diligently for three years in junior high school and was admitted to the best high school in the city.

In the years of high school, Ming Zheng did not have a nostalgia for fun, and worked hard every day to eat poetry and books.

And then...... Ming Zheng dreamed that he had suffered from "Five-Year College Entrance Examination and Three-Year Simulation", "Test Question Research", "Test Question Research", "Huang Gang Lecture Topic", "X× Jin Lecture", ......... Water to the university.

When it was time for the school to start, Ming Zheng carried a suitcase into the gate of the university, and looked up to see Qingbei.

Ming Zheng secretly felt a little strange, with such a strange name, it was not the combined name of two institutions of higher learning.

Ming Zheng was next to a tree at the door, half loud, walking alone on the avenue, there was no one on the street on the road, and the wind blew in her face, cold like a knife, and scraped through her skin mercilessly, she felt a little cold.

Ming Zheng couldn't help but freeze, his body was shaking, but he was still in a dream.

Huer Mingzheng felt warm all around, and the sky seemed to be snowing with goose feathers...... Real goose feathers.

The feathers are delicate, white, thin and cool, and the warm Zheng does not dare to touch it, for fear of destroying it.

Ming Zheng hugged his knees and watched the sky float one goose feather after another, and then spread it around her, layer by layer, stacked high. It was so warm that Ming Zheng couldn't help but rub his face.

Ming Zheng was reluctant to come out of the comfortable quilt, as in the dream, he called vaguely in his mouth, and after the call, he shrank his head like a quail, closed his eyes and waited for warmth.

Ah, it's so warm, it's impossible to read, it's impossible in this life.

............

In the Sanssouci Palace, everyone was busy making a mess, but the steps between the walks were gentle, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

The ground cage in the house is burning very strongly, and normal people will sweat in layers when they stay in the house.

Little by little, the quicksand leaked.

A voice interrupted the strange calm.

"Didn't you say you'd wake up soon?" Pei Zhenliu looked at the unconscious Ming Zheng and rubbed his head on his trouser leg with a foolish face, still didn't say much, only reached out and stroked her head, and threw a deep look at the witch doctor Yuheng.

Witch Doctor Yuheng wiped the sweat from his head.

"This ........." Witch Doctor Yu Heng stepped forward and took his pulse again, meeting Pei Zhuliu's deathly gaze. "This is indeed waking up......"

Pei Zhenliu put Ming Zheng's exposed hands and feet back into the quilt with an expressionless face, and then turned his head to look at Ah Shang. "From now on, you will follow the little young master. ”

Ah Shang's eyes were a little incredible, but he didn't dare to show it at all when he looked at Pei Zhenliu. He has been with the young master for more than ten years, but he didn't expect that in an understatement, the young master said that he didn't want him.

Ah Shang looked down at the shrunken figure with a complicated face.

Learn from Youdenshi, regent in politics.

Cultivated into the color of jade, sold to the emperor's family.

Learn to become a literary and martial artist, and the goods are with the emperor's family.

Ah Shang is different from Ah Sanna, who is smiling all day long, and can bluff people on the surface of the triangular hair kung fu, he is a real diligent study since he was a child, and he asks himself that martial arts can also be ranked first-class among the many masters in the demon world, but I didn't expect that when he just came back and followed the promising young master to prepare for a big career, he was actually guarded by a small bean ding.

No matter how unhappy Ah Shang was in his heart, the young master's order was unquestionable, so he responded expressionlessly.

Ah Sang seemed to see Ah Shang's grievances, couldn't help but raise his sleeves and smile, and then glanced at the unconscious Ming Zheng, and a touch of sorrow fell on his heart.

Ah Sang thought that in fact, this is fine, at least it will be more appropriate for him to take care of the young master, and it will be safer to have Ah Shan to take care of the little young master, the best of both worlds.

Pei Zhuliu seemed to know what the two of them were thinking, raised his eyebrows, and said indifferently. "Ahsan, you don't have to come back. ”

Ah San's face couldn't help but stiffen, and he disagreed in his heart, although he planned for the little young master in his heart, but after all, Pei Zhenliu was his real master, and everything naturally took him first. If both of them leave Pei Zhuliu, Ah Sang feels that it is because of a small loss.

Ah Shang pulled the corners of his lips abruptly, looking a little gloating.

Pei Zhenliu stayed for a long time and didn't see any phenomenon of Ming Zheng waking up, but kept making small movements, only felt a little headache, patted the hem of his clothes, and walked out of the side hall.

Ah Shang waited for Pei Zhuliu to walk out of the side hall, and reflexively wanted to follow, but stopped at the door.

.........

When Ming Zheng woke up, he felt that the whole world was dark, the sky was spinning, and when he opened his eyes, it was a black mess everywhere, but there was no half of the air.

Ming Zheng reached out and touched the warm quilt, well, although she didn't know what the texture was, but it felt very good, and it was not the same as the one in her room. I heard that the ancient book once said that the luxurious people's homes, when the cold weather is warm, they are covered with another kind of velvet brocade called Yunxia brought by the Sogdians from the country of the extreme west of the Western Regions. I don't know how it compares to these quilts that I have built?

Cloud seat cloud bed, brocade quilt Luo Yi.

After Ming Zheng opened his eyes, he arched again, and he was reluctant to get up in the warm place where he slept.

Ming Zheng: System, system, are you still there?

No sound?

Suddenly, outside, a wind blew, blowing on the closed solid lattice, and only the sound of ghosts crying wolves could be heard.

Ming Zheng: ............

She shouldn't have been in some kind of panic hell, right? Even the system doesn't manifest itself, wait a minute, will there be any desolate beasts. After all, according to her virtue as cannon fodder, eighty percent of reality does not treat her very favorably, so she should not be frozen to death, right?

Ming Zheng shivered as she wrapped her padded jacket, and forgot to think about what the desolation hell could make her live so comfortably.

Xu is a psychological effect, Ming Zheng was so scared that he didn't dare to move for a long time. I didn't expect to wait for a long time to really hear it, a squeak, it was the sound of the door opening.

At this moment, Ming Zheng moved into the quilt, and the whole person was stunned.

A chill crawled from his feet.

In the darkness, the figure was tall and heroic, and when there was no light, his facial features were confused. Ming Zheng plucked up his courage and only met a pair of cold eyes, which were dark and dreary, darker than the fog outside.

The black shadow's steps were very light, step by step as if there was no sound, like a harvester of life walking towards the kite.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, when people kill and set fires.

It's a ploy that doesn't work, and another ploy comes again??!!!

Killer?

Mingzheng's mind is full of mosaics.

What should she do,......... Save the kids.

"It's better. Pei Zhenliu looked at Ming Zheng quietly for a moment, saw Ming Zheng shrink his whole body into a ball, and saw the clue, only turned around and closed the door.

Ming Zheng heard his voice and silently wiped the cold sweat.

Ming Zheng is not very familiar with Pei Zhenliu in the end, just by looking at a look and general figure, he can't accurately judge who the person is, but Pei Zhenliu's voice Ming Zheng is very unfamiliar, his voice is very discerning, especially in this dark night, there is an indescribable goodness, probably this is magnetism. Ming Zheng saw Pei Zhenliu approaching, convinced that it was him, and looked at Pei Zhenliu with grievances.

Pei Zhenliu stretched out his bony hand and touched her forehead, his hand was very cold, and his fingertips were slightly pressed against a handful of Ming Zheng's hair

。

Ming Zheng felt that his forehead was very hot, and on the other hand, he felt very cold, ice and fire, but he didn't dare to resist at all, and let him do whatever he wanted.

Ming Zheng felt that her whole body was hot, and her brain was already burned, but the coldness on her forehead made her shiver.

She was scared cold......

After Pei Zhenliu put his hand down, he stared at Ming Zheng and did not speak.

Ming Zheng's heart trembled.

Pei Zhenliu frowned lightly and nodded slightly, but lowered it again.

If Ming Zheng usually meets such a gaze, she has been worried about it for a long time, but she is not sleepy in the middle of the night, but very energetic, although her body is uncomfortable, but she still seems to have endless strength all over her body, and she even dared to look directly at Pei Zhenliu's gaze for the first time.

Pei Zhenliu ticked it imperceptibly, and it was rare to find it funny.

Ming Zheng didn't know how long she had been asleep, but she knew that this time she was rarely favored by the god of luck and gave her a stay.

She couldn't sleep left and right, so she crawled out of the bed, quickly put on her clothes, and lit the dim lamp on the table.