I'm here again, what's going on?

"I really didn't bring Yuanshi in, I'm dying of hunger now, can Senior Sister lend me some Yuanshi to fill my hunger?" I said quite sincerely. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

When I finished speaking, I saw her smirk, and two seconds later she smiled again, with some embarrassment on her face, which did not last for a few seconds, and her face had a look of indifference.

He said coldly: "Why do you want to lend it to you? What does it have to do with me when you die? Get out!"

I'm angry, how can I be angry when I am scolded like this by a woman, right?

I yelled, "What a shit, look for a hit!" and kicked her plump ass with my right foot. I didn't kick it, but I felt a hot pain in the right side of my face.

"Smack!"

She slapped me in the face and flew out, knocking over a wooden chair and rolling four or five times on the ground. His ears were roaring, and his heart was extremely uncomfortable. If it weren't for the fact that I didn't have much vitality, I wouldn't have been able to beat her as a weak woman!?

I stood up with a look of shame on my face, glaring at her, speechless and unable to do anything for a moment. After all, I can't beat others, and there is no way to do it, and I can't go back and wait for death without Yuanshi.

She glared at me with a cold face.

Time has passed, and our eyes have calmed down a lot in the eye contact. I thought she should be a beautiful woman who eats soft rather than hard, so I decided to use soft ones.

"Senior Sister Lu...... Life in the world, we can meet in the vast sea of people, what a great fate, I cherish this fate very much, you ......"

I talked a lot, and at first her face didn't change much, but then it softened a lot.

I'm not a talker, and it's not very interesting to say it alone, so when I saw that her expression softened, I stopped talking and looked at her.

"What's wrong with you just now?" I broke the embarrassment, wondering why she was crying, so I asked.

Her face returned to indifference, and she did not speak.

However, the indifference on her face did not last long, and then softened again, and her expression was a little sad, as if she was about to cry again, but there may be me, and she never cried.

Silence again. After being silent for a short time, just when I was embarrassed and didn't know what to do, she suddenly threw me two yuan stones.

I was overjoyed and immediately sat down cross-legged here......

......

Without me, what would Fang Ming Academy be like now? There are too many people in the world, what are they doing at this time? Hungry to eat, thirsty to drink, walking on the road to completion and satisfying desires?

Children may be chasing between laughter, or crying in pain, or some eyes are looking at the blue sky. Or there is a body that is feeling hot and cold. Where is it raining? It never rains here. Where is the wind? It never blows here.

"Lu Xiaoqian, do you feel good?" I lay on the dirt of the medicine garden outside the house on the "third floor", not wanting to move.

Lu Xiaoqian's nice voice came: "I want to die." ”

I grinned, laughed, and tears of laughter came out. "Blue Cloud Gate treats you badly?"

"It's not the Blue Cloud Gate's problem...... Do you remember your family?"

"Remember, this life is unforgettable. "I don't laugh anymore. The voices and smiles of my parents, Liu Yun'er and my old dog, and the woods in front of the house......

"I don't remember. Do you have friends, do you have lovers?" she asked, leaning against a blue lotus-like herb.

"Nope. I quietly looked at her beautiful face.

Silence breeds silence.

"If the Thousand Medicine Garden is really a dead place, as you say, why did you come? were forced by your master?" I asked softly as I sat up, leaning against a herb that looked like an upright shoe.

"I want to die, hehe. "She smiles so beautifully, and the flowers are not as beautiful as her smiling face at this time.

The human eye always likes to see beautiful things, and it is always easy to sink into them. That's the truth.

"What do you see?" her smiling face was retracted, replaced by a little shyness, shyness for a moment, and then indifference.

"You're so good-looking. "I say it from the bottom of my heart.

She smiled.

......

I didn't want to ask her why she wanted to die. Everyone, has their own story. She wanted to say, and naturally she would. If you don't want to say it, why ask?

Since then, I have lived on the "third floor", and she has lived on the third floor. But nothing happened to us. She needs to feel the presence of a person, I need it too, I also need her Yuanshi, that's all.

There is no night here. When I was tired, I slept on the floor on the "third floor", and she slept on the bed.

"Why hasn't that Demon Sect ever been here?" I asked, lying on the ground.

"I locked the door to the 'fifth floor', how did he get here. Lu Xiaoqian stood in front of the painting with a black dog flying on the clouds and a white pig behind him who seemed to be chasing it, and said softly.

Hearing this, I sat up suddenly: "How did you lock the door? I was going to lock the door before, but I found that there was no lock at all, no key, no lock at all. ”

Lu Xiaoqian's eyes were still staring at the boring painting, and said, "The jade slip that the master gave me has a method of locking the door, haven't you even read the jade slip that your master gave you?"

I froze, I see, that's amazing. No wonder I didn't wait for the ghost to come to me, it turned out that the "third floor" was locked. But he is a primordial god, can it be useful for him to lock the door? Maybe because this place itself is a heavenly ingot, it is normal for him not to be able to enter......

"Did you lock the door to the 'fifth floor'?" I asked.

She hummed, and then said, "Do you think this black dog is in a good mood? Why do I feel that the white pig is not in a good mood?"

I replied, jumped up from the ground, walked over, and looked at the painting: "How did you see that?"

"You can see that the white pig's face is wrinkled with anger, and the two big nostrils are still bubbling with white gas, which is obviously in a state of anger. And this black dog, if you look at its face, it's clearly a smug face!"

She had a smile on her face. I laughed too.

In this world, there are only two of us. Even then, we don't talk very often. She's not a talkative person, and neither am I. She would sometimes go to the "fourth floor" and go to other medicine gardens, but when she was tired, she would always come back to the "third floor" and sleep beautifully on her wooden bed. I love watching her sleep peacefully. It's beautiful, it's beautiful. There is nothing better in the world than her sleeping face.

I think she should know that I stared at her face while she was sleeping, after all, she was an eighth-level warlock, although I heard her say that she had long fallen into the demons in her heart, and her strength was greatly reduced, but she would definitely know if she was looked at in front of her eyes.