Yan Xiaomei has never been seen again. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Since that absurd yin and yang reconciliation.

obviously didn't do anything dirty, but Yan Xiaomei was full of hatred.

A few battles that swept through the North Underworld only scattered the battle in the snowy mountains.

The snow and fog float in the air, and it seems that it will not disperse for thousands of years.

There is no moon or stars shining on the snow-capped mountains anymore.

In the Northern Stygian Snow Mountain, it seems that there is only one person left.

Occasionally, Yan Xiaomei could be heard playing strings in the air, on the back of the snow peak.

The sound of the zither is sad, and the ice flowers fall down.

The pieces dissipated, and it was hard to find in the wind.

I went to look for it a few times, and the little sister abandoned the kite a few times.

Leave a lingering voice, tell about loneliness, no one can understand.

Even if she was willing to reply, what could she do?

In three sentences, it is life and death again.

At the edge of the snowy forest, the ice branches fell, and there was a remnant scene.

In the past, the tea offering place with a smile and eyebrows.

One tea, one life, who asks how infatuated Hongyan is?

Sit down cross-legged, condense the snow into a kite, and pluck the rain strings in the black impermanence.

Young and heroic in this world,

The sorrows of the past life have not disappeared.

Who is famous for thousands of years,

Only the courage to laugh today.

A song resonates, and the snow tree is reborn.

The ice branches are displayed, and the colorful flowers are enchanting.

The snow butterfly smells the kite, still flying, but does not smell it, and the girl laughs.

Play a song, and the aftermath lingers.

When Xuelin was reborn, Yan Xiaomei stepped on.

Tingting stood on the branch of the ice flower, still with no one in her eyes, and smiled coldly: "Black impermanence, no one calls you to be a qin ji anymore, why bother playing the strings?"

finally showed up to say a word to him, but in exchange for him to be silent.

After sneering, the star's eyes flowed, and he asked the sky softly: "Did you play it to me, or did you play it to her?"

Black impermanence stroked the rain string with one palm, turning the zither into a hundred thousand snow butterflies, colorful coiled.

The answer she wanted flew in the air, causing the little sister to sneer a few times.

Flying sleeves with bare hands, condensing frost into a net, the little sister netted the snow butterflies and raised them to the sky.

A few ice wings fell, adding another clump of ice.

Hei Wuchang sat with his eyebrows lowered, and his voice was like snow: "Wake up Yan Xiaomei, she will write down her innocence with her own hands." ”

"Innocent?" Yan Xiaomei chuckled coldly: "You are not clothed, she can't wear shoes and socks, and she still talks about innocence, laughing to death." ”

A few strange words, she said softly.

Raise your eyebrows and ask again: "Black impermanence, do you think I care if you are innocent?"

Slowly getting up, Hei Wuchang looked at the snow with his hands, and puffed up his chest: "A gentleman acts, just ask for a clear conscience, why be afraid of rumors?"

She is cold, he is arrogant, and one is more uninhibited than the other.

"Black impermanence!" Yan Xiaomei scolded angrily, she couldn't see that he had done dirty things, and he was still arrogant: "Why don't I care? Benjun and Yan Xiaomei share a ghost body, and if you sleep with her, it will be the same...... Equivalent ......"

When the words came to her mouth, Sakura's lips bit white, Yan Xiaomei was a little humiliated, and there were tears in her eyes.

"I am not afraid of gossip, but I do not allow anyone to slander and smile. ”

He looked sideways and looked at the beautiful woman coldly.

Yan Xiaomei stepped on the ice branch, volleyed in the sky, and her starry eyes were slight: "Even if you wake her up, what can you do?

The chains rattled, and they were shivered straight by the black and shivered, piercing into the snow and flying horizontally.

Tie Suo Dan green pen, leaving white snow words.

There is ice and moon in the heart,

The spring flowers on the branches are difficult to cut.

Laughing and asking how stupid the world is,

Only drink the injustice.

The winter wind was whining, the chain dragon groaned, and it was wrapped back into the arms by the black impermanence.

"This is my handwriting. ”

The words in the snow, the knife is cold, just like the person.

After reading his seven words, Yan Xiaomei's starry eyes turned upside down, and her dark voice broke through the sky: "Black impermanence, who do you say is stupid?

Ignoring it, he looked at the sky: "You have seen my handwriting, she will write innocently when she wakes up, and you can verify the authenticity." ”

"Do you think I'll believe your confession?" The little sister danced her sleeves to make the wind, blowing seven words, and a sneer flowed from the corner of her mouth: "Don't daydream, when my soul is not full, she will not wake up again, and even if you are innocent, there is nowhere to redress your grievances." ”

The most poisonous Meng woman's hand, the most ruthless little sister's heart, the woman of the underworld, is really insidious.

"Don't kid yourself. The black impermanence still ignored it: "When you first return to your three souls and three spirits, there is always a time to recuperate yin and yang." ”

"Yes, when I was recuperating, it was when Yan Xiaomei woke up. ”

The little sister nodded, then raised her eyebrows and asked impermanence: "But do you know that after she woke up, why didn't she come to look for you?"

She asked proudly, faintly bantering.

She knew that the black impermanence would not answer, and said to herself a few tactfully: "Because I trapped her in an ice prison, which is a place where she will never get out." ”

Black Impermanence was calm and still speechless.

Don't you respond? I'm going to give you something interesting.

"She woke up crying, calling her little brother, little brother, crying all night, it's really distressing. ”

Yan Xiaomei said briskly, how could she feel distressed?

Moreover, the tone is strange, and the words are endless: "The ice prison is ten thousand years of ice, and before the tears dropped, it became ice, and she was stripped naked by me, alas, this painting makes people pity when they think about it." ”

"Little Sister Yan!"

couldn't bear it anymore, the chain suddenly struck, locked her firmly, pulled her closer, and asked: "Why humiliate her?"

The little sister didn't fight back, and raised her chin: "That's right, I just want to strip her naked, I just don't give her clothes to wear, I just want to let her suffer from cold, I just don't let her see you!"

The more the little sister talked, the more angry she became, as if the person who had been wronged was herself, the starry eyes confronted Yingmu, the little sister raised her eyebrows and chuckled: "Black impermanence, what can you do?"

How can it be?

This body is smiling, it can't be hurt, it can't be killed, what can it do?

"I put her in an ice prison so that she would not seek you, and I stripped her naked, so that you would not seek her. The little sister was locked, and she was not afraid, but smiled even more brightly: "Black and impermanent, the North Hells are not big, while I am recuperating, you can turn through it carefully, and you will definitely find her." ”

After laughing, he blinked lightly and frowned slightly: "However, when you find her, it is when you look at her to see if you still have the face to say your innocence." ”

Pale face, cold lips, black impermanence slightly eyebrows, sparkling and cold.

"Black impermanence, do you want to save her?" Yan Xiaomei asked with a side smile, a little naïve: "Why don't I give you an idea?"

How can there be good intentions in a ruthless heart?

"You're blindfolded. After laughing, she pretended to be contemplative, and shook her head again and again: "No, no, blindfolded, you can peek at the same time, this is a child's trick." ”

She asked and answered herself, had fun, looked at the black impermanence's eyes, and exclaimed: "Hei impermanence, take a closer look, your eyes are so beautiful, dig them out." ”

After saying such a damaging word, the little sister smiled even brighter: "That's right, if you gouge out your eyes, everything will be innocent." ”

Starry eyes flowed, and the strange elf: "Are you reluctant?"

I like to see the defeat of his ability that he can't use.

The little sister chuckled and raised her eyebrows: "If you are willing to gouge out your eyes, I will give you a reassurance, not only will I return Yan Xiaomei to you, but also personally send you out of the North Hell, it depends on whether you are a negative ......."

The chatter was endless, and the black impermanence suddenly put his fingers like electricity, and stuck his eyes upside down.

Blood splattered, burning the little sister's face.

casually threw a pair of eyes into the snow, and said coldly: "Little Sister Yan, I hope you will keep your word." ”

The little sister was half hot-blooded, her starry eyes were round, and she couldn't believe it.

A pair of such beautiful eyes were dug out by a few casual mockery of his own.

Would he rather gouge out his own eyes than leave the North Underworld with a smile?

Tears burst out of her starry eyes, Yan Xiaomei looked at the eyes that he threw on the ground, and shouted: "Black impermanence!"