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The same sentence is spoken by different mouths, with different tones and different expressions, and the effect is also different. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The difference is not an exaggeration here.

"Spirited Wine!"

Bao Wenzheng said with a lonely and desolate smile: "Since the night you left the short Matsuoka study, I drank that poisonous wine by mistake!"

"This is the fundamental reason why I want to draw my sword to help Chun Thirty Niang......"

"If Chun Thirty Niang dies, do you think I will still be alive?"

It's too late, Bao Wenzheng still has two sentences to say at this moment, one is to lead the topic to the posthumous death, and Yang Jiaao's parents have no one to support, how desolate it is for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person;

It's just that women are jealous, and they only wish each other to be the only one, so it is just right to say this word!

Moreover, it is the disaster he leads, Chun Thirty Niang is the honor of the demon king of Baimang Mountain, even Mei Jiangxue can't be provoked, and Lanruo Temple has injured Mei Jiangxue, these words are said, it is good to arouse the hatred in Mei Jiangxue's heart, raise the same hatred and hatred, and sympathy for each other.

Bao Wenzheng turned to face Mei Jiangxue and squeezed out a smile, revealing his helplessness and bitterness, and then squatted silently in front of the bonfire again, as if he was still stuck in the life and death choices of the past, under the cold moonlight, the breeze stroked the hair of the sideburns, and the handsome face was also stained by loneliness.

Mei Jiangxue squatted in front of the bonfire, the hatred in her beautiful eyes also dissipated a little, and she looked at her lover Bao Wenzheng

The gloomy pain was a little bit of pity, but then I expected that the lover was actually reconciled with Chun Thirty Niang, and then he lost Yuan Yang's body, and then he was angry again, hating Chun Thirty Niang's incorruptibility and shame, and hating the lover's renegade and breaking his promise.

One is the demon king Chun Thirty Niang, who has been commensurate with sisters for many years, and the other is Bao Wenzheng, a lover who has long been deeply in love, the reconciliation of these two is like a slap in the face for Mei Jiangxue, and it is crisp and ashamed!

"Hmph, giggle......"

The bleak laughter and the barren mountains and mountains were even colder, and the tone was like a cuckoo crying blood, full of grievances and despair.

"Bao Wenzheng, you tell me, your Yuanyang body ......" Mei Jiangxue thought of the reconciliation between her lover and Chun Thirty Niang, she was angry again, and she was almost speechless in anger, and then asked: "Is it with Chun Thirty Niang!"

Bao Wenzheng knew that this storm would come more violently, and of course it would subside very quickly, but the residual resentment could not be eliminated, and the loss of Yuanyang's body was a fact after all, a fact that could not be shirked and denied.

Before the bonfire, Bao Wenzheng's expression was even more gloomy, as if he had lowered his head as if he was in a loss, and did not speak to Mei Jiangxue's questioning, and gave feedback with a default look.

Mei Jiangxue saw that Bao Wenzheng was silent, although she had already guessed clearly in her heart, she still wanted to hear her lover say it, and when she saw this, she was furious, and her body floated to Bao Wenzheng's side as soon as she moved, and the soft and boneless pink fist hit Lover's body.

"You say! You say!" Mei Jiangxue's face was extremely miserable, and the pink fist hit Bao Wenzheng's body, but it was bursting into tears, the pink fist was like a storm but did not contain a trace of demonic energy, and with Mei Jiangxi's crying and sobbing, it gradually became sour and weak, and finally touched the lover's shoulder.

Bao Wenzheng looked at Mei Jiangxue's extremely miserable look, and pity rose in his heart after all, but he knew that at this moment, only lies were the best medicine to cure Mei Jiangxue.

Stretched out his hand and tore the robe in front of his neck hard, revealing the scratches that had not been scarred, the scratches crisscrossed one by one, and the red was clearly recognizable, at first glance it was a little miserable, and there were even more old wounds that had not healed, and new injuries were added.

This scratch is with the spring thirty Niang "cloud and rain joy", the emotion is already crazy, and Bao Wenzheng left on the body, but they are all flesh and skin wounds, and Bao Wenzheng's Taoism today, if there is a heart, it can be healed in a day and night.

Mei Jiangxue vaguely saw the scars on her lover's body, and knew that it was done by Chun Thirty Niang, the scars crisscrossed and almost incomplete, and then she knew that Bao Wenzheng was coerced by Chun Thirty Niang, and vaguely seemed to have opened the clouds, and saw the clear blue sky, and the tearful cheeks were almost ready to burst into tears.

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

Bao Wenzheng said with a more lonely expression, staring at Mei Jiangxue and squeezing out a bitter smile, the remorse and guilt all over his cheeks.

Mei Jiangxue was silent, although her resentment towards her lover was almost empty, but something had happened, and she couldn't let go of it after all, and the hatred for Chun Thirty Niang in her heart was even more overwhelming.

Bao Wenzheng looked at Mei Jiangxue's miserable look apologetically and with chagrin, knowing that it was not near this moment, it would definitely provoke Mei Jiangxue's anger again, and the vinegar sea would make waves again; squatting in front of the bonfire would not cause Mei Jiangxue to be disheartened and mistakenly think that she didn't understand her own customs.

After hesitating for a moment, Bao Wenzheng did not step forward after all, the original encounter and acquaintance with Mei Jiangxue was the way to get close to the demon wife Chun Thirty Niang, and it was already a success at the moment, why bother to hurt this infatuated woman again, even if she was just a fox demon......

Since you can't even be cowardly, it's better to let go early and forget about each other in the rivers and lakes, which is the best ending for Mei Jiangxue.

With a lonely sigh, Bao Wenzheng got up and looked in the direction of the murmuring of the clear stream, intending to let Mei Jiangxue be calm and calm alone, and it was even better to slowly forget about herself, otherwise the ensuing "demon wife and ghost concubine" would inevitably hurt Mei Jiangxue's infatuation again.

Mei Jiangxue squatted in front of the bonfire, and the sadness of creation and reluctance appeared in her expression and resentment, and her beautiful eyes also saw the lover walking away alone, and also saw Bao Wenzheng's lonely figure, but because of the reserve and residual anger of her daughter's family, she still ignored it.

The moonlight was cold, sprinkled on the winding stream, and the breeze shook the basil more than a foot high, swaying in the wind, like a lonely hollow valley orchid.

Bao Wen is looking at the floating clouds and the waning moon like a silk ribbon, but the woman of his dreams is out of reach, but he doesn't know what the current situation of the Embroidered Jade Valley Shifting Flower Palace is, and he doesn't even know if there will be a reunion day, the smiling like a flower, the peerless graceful Moon Palace Lord and the Mercy Star Palace Lord, I don't know what it looks like now, whether the green silk has a few more strands of white hair because of lovesickness, and the flesh and bone in the abdomen, whether it is male or female, and how tall is it now......

"Childe, let's go eat something......"

Nie Xiaoqian floated over silently, originally unwilling to come to Tongyu, for fear that the lover Ning Caichen would be dull, and she would be told by Jiangxue Niangniang again, which would provoke the resentment of this "hypocrite", and her life would be in jeopardy in an instant.

However, Jiang Xue Niangniang had an order, and she had to obey it, but she was just a lonely ghost in Lanruo Temple, and in front of this thousand-year-old fox demon, how could life and death be your own decision.

Bao Wenzheng looked back at Nie Xiaoqian's cold and delicate figure, which was even more touching in the moonlight, but the cowardice in those eyes could not be hidden, and he knew why.

"Tomorrow, you and Ning Caichen will be ...... by themselves" Bao Wenzheng sighed and said comfortingly: "I only hope you can cherish this hard-won time, don't be as ...... as me"

Bao Wenzheng was originally missing the Inviting Moon Palace Lord and the Mercy Star Palace Master of the Embroidered Jade Valley Shifting Flower Palace, and knew that no one knew about this matter, so he thought of the story of "A Chinese Ghost Story", and thought of the life and death love between Nie Xiaoqian and Ning Caichen separated by yin and yang, so he touched the scene and said it with a sigh.

The tone was extremely lonely, extremely remorseful, extremely desolate, and extremely sad under the moonlight.

Nie Xiaoqian was overjoyed, the depression in her heart, as Bao Wenzheng's words finally dispersed, she hurriedly bowed sideways and thanked her, and then comforted and said: "It's destined in the previous life, don't miss the marriage!"

Then, Nie Xiaoqian didn't stay any longer, and floated towards the mountain temple with a light lotus step.

Bao Wen is looking at this relatively simple female ghost from afar, gradually disappearing and the depths of Basil, knowing that after saying goodbye tomorrow, there should be no reunion with this world, but I don't know what the ending of Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian is, whether Nie Xiaoqian will give up the opportunity to reincarnate because of affection, and would rather be good with Ning Caichen and Yang Shi for a hundred years.

Wiped away all the chaotic thoughts, Bao Wenzheng put Mei Jiangxue aside, and began to think about how to get close to the "ghost concubine" Jiuyou Niangniang, who had not returned to the master for several months, but he didn't know how the master Lu Sanniang was doing.

I just hope that she can travel the world by herself, slay demons and eliminate demons, and don't remember that there is a personal disciple......

Mei Jiangxue Naluo skirted in a curvy manner, her bewitching body fluttered in the wind, she walked forward slowly, and said in a cold voice: "I sent Nie Xiaoqian here, but I can't call you yet?"

Although the tone was indifferent, but the words were concerned, Bao Wenzheng stared at Mei Jiangxue's beautiful cheeks, recalled the hearsay with Baimang Mountain, and thought of Mei Jiangxue's splendid heart, and a chill appeared in his heart again.

It's better not to provoke such a woman......