MTL - The System Wants Me To Attack the Female Protagonist of Abuse-Chapter 66 sixty-six tripods

◎Brother (two more in one)◎

Why after two missed appointments and left without saying goodbye, she remembered one of the memories, but did not feel guilty.

Can you still hug him tightly like reuniting after a long absence?

She seemed to hide a lot of secrets, and Pei Ming felt that she could not see through her from the very beginning.

Even today, many years later, he found that he still couldn't see through her.

His voice was low, making the woman in front of him slightly stiff.

Song Dingding was half a beat slower, and his brain finally caught up with his body's reaction.

When consciousness gradually returned to her mind, she woke up and slowly moved her gaze until she focused on the arm that wrapped around his lower back.

Is this her arm?

Is it too late for her to cut it off now?

What the **** was she thinking just now, how could she recklessly hug Daojun Wuzang as if she had broken the string?

These three consecutive questions were like cannonballs, blasting open in her mind, causing her brain to crash and stop thinking.

Pei Ming repeated his question again.

He is an extremely impatient person, and the most annoying thing is to repeat his own words, but at this moment, he took the trouble and patiently asked her again.

—Why are you hugging me?

Song Dingding pursed his lips tightly, not in a hurry to answer his question, but moved his head cautiously, and put his head in front of his heart as if he was probing.

There is no imaginary beating, and it is as silent as a placid pool of water, unable to lift the slightest ripples.

Faint loss filled her heart, she knew that she had not changed the past, and things continued to develop according to the original trajectory.

She buried her head and said in a slightly low voice, "I just finished bathing, it's a little cold."

Pei Ming looked down at the thin sweat on the tip of her nose, knowing that she was lying, but he continued to ask: "Is it cold and sweating?"

She was silent for a moment: "It was a cold sweat."

Pei Ming: "…"

He let out a breath slowly, raised his hand to squeeze the collar of her back coat, and lifted her up easily.

Her bare feet hung slightly on the ground, and he was lifted up like a little chicken, and his cold voice came from her ears: "Is it enough?"

Only then did Song Dingding react. When he spoke, his hands never let go of his waist from beginning to end.

She blushed slightly, and with her legs upside down, she quickly jumped to the ground, avoiding to one side, keeping a distance from him.

The person who pushed her away was Pei Ming, but seeing her as expected, away from him, there was a vaguely complicated emotion in his heart, which seemed a little bitter.

"Wuzang Daojun, why are you here?"

Song Dingding stood aside, clenching the lingerie in his hand by two points, looking at the cliff outside the door, looking slightly uneasy.

If she travels through the past and nothing changes, then the current Daojun Wuzang is still separated from her by a **** sea of ​​hatred.

He was able to destroy the entire Song family, which showed that he hated the Song family so much that she naturally did not dare to reveal her identity easily.

But two days ago, after she came out from the bamboo garden, she had called out 'big brother' in front of everyone before she fainted due to a ruptured wound and exhausted energy.

Could it be that Wu Zang Daojun was also in the crowd at the time, and just heard her big brother, and now he is coming to ask her for his life?

Yes, otherwise why did he turn the monastery outside her house into a cliff, maybe he just discovered her identity and wanted to throw her off the cliff and fall to her death.

The more Song Dingding thought about it, the more frightened she felt. Her calf was trembling, and she subconsciously held on to a door: "Is there a barrier outside the house?"

Hearing her about to cry, Pei Ming turned his head to the side and his eyes fell on the cliff outside the house.

He did set up a barrier here, twisted the space with spiritual power, and directly connected the space outside her door to the cliff not far from the temple.

However, Pei Ming has no other meaning, that is, there are people coming and going in the temple from time to time, and he feels that it is in the way.

There are wild flowers everywhere on this cliff, and the moonlight shines in the sky. Except for cicadas and frogs, there is no other noise. The six roots are clean and most suitable for trysts.

Moreover, he thought she liked flowers.

It's like the little girl who had talked in his ear many times a few years ago and wanted to go to the back mountain to see flowers.

Pei Ming didn't answer her question, but instead asked, "What did you call me?"

Song Dingding was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that when he met in the bath last time, he said that he would ask her to call him in small words in the future.

What is his small print?

She pondered for a while, then barely remembered his small words, lowered her head and called out awkwardly: "Zili."

"I thought about it carefully, you look younger than me." Pei Ming walked out of the room, stepped on the wildflowers, and walked towards the cliff facing the moonlight: "I will call my big brother later."

Song Dingding didn't understand why his mind was so elusive. He clearly forced her to call him in small words the last time they met.

This time, she changed her mind and asked her to call her big brother.

Calling her big brother is big brother, but she has to be called 'big brother'. She doesn't understand whether he is trying to test her on purpose, or he is trying to imply something to her.

Knowing that she hadn't followed, Pei Ming stopped: "Call and listen."

Perhaps knowing whether she resisted, she curled her lips and shouted crisply, "Brother."

He turned his head and looked at her face, as if correcting some mistake: "Big brother."

"..." Song Dingding was silent for a while, some reluctantly followed him and called, "Big brother."

After many years, I met her again in my own identity, and I heard the familiar 'big brother' from her mouth again. The corners of the lips that were pressed couldn't help but rise slightly, outlining a slight arc.

Pei Ming replied softly: "Well."

"Come here, I'll help you get the medicine."

Song Dingding looked at him with a stunned expression: "How do you know..."

Before she asked her doubts completely, he raised his finger and pointed in the direction of her lower back.

She froze for a moment, as if remembering something, her cheeks blushed, and she quickly raised her hand to cover her lower back.

There is no cloth shop for tailoring clothes in this secret realm. When the two original fine cloth clothes were injured by Pei Ming's stitching sword, the fabric of the back waist wound was cut with scissors.

The only robe she could wear was the silk robe lent to her by Pei Ming, and just after bathing, she washed the silk robe and put on her tattered coarse cloth.

At this moment, she only realized with hindsight that there was a chilly cold wind in the cut hole at the back of her waist.

Song Dingding held the lingerie in his hand, slightly hesitant.

Although Ayayi is still wet, it is better to put it on your body first than to show your back, right?

But even if it was put on, if he insisted on giving her medicine, wouldn't she still have to leak the wound on her lower back?

But speaking of it, when did Daojun Wuzang come, was it when she was just taking a bath?

No, when she was taking a bath just now, she didn't hear any movement in the room.

Song Dingding hesitated, but still did not put on the robe.

This is the last piece of clothing she can wear, not to mention that Lingyi belongs to Pei Ming, so she will have to return it to him.

She put Lingyi on the stool, followed behind the figure of Dao Xinchang, and trotted over.

The night wind blew slowly, and the branches and leaves on the tree made a rustling sound. She stepped on the soil with her bare feet, deliberately avoiding the flowers and plants, and followed in his direction.

Pei Ming stopped not far from the cliff, where there are the most small wildflowers, such as the stars in the Milky Way, covering the entire sky.

The wind blowing, mixed with the fragrance of grass and soil, rushed toward his face. He spread a soft snow brocade cloth in the greenery, waved to her, and motioned her to sit on the snow brocade.

Song Dingding watched his movements, and somehow suddenly remembered that when Pei Ming cleaned the stone steps for her in the morning, he had put his own silk robe on the big stone in the shadow of the tree.

After confirming from Bai Qi's mouth that Pei Ming had nothing to do with Daojun Wu Zang, she threw those messy thoughts out of her mind.

Let's not say that Bai Qi doesn't need to lie to her. With the temperament of Zang Daojun, he even did the things of killing his mother and destroying the entire Song family. Why would he disguise himself as a woman and go to Tianmenzong to learn art?

What's more, the book she's wearing is called "My Disciple Love Me Again", which is a romance between master and apprentice. She is very sure that the classification of this book is nothing wrong with romance.

Song Dingding shook his head, threw the strange thoughts out of his head, and walked towards him.

"Do you have medicine?" Pei Ming sat on Xue Jin and turned his head to look at her: "I still use mine."

Between the slender and fair fingers, he tapped a porcelain jade box, like a jade box containing mouth grease, looking small and exquisite.

"Well, don't bother. I can do it myself..."

With that said, Song Dingding took out the porcelain bottle Pei Ming gave her at noon from the storage ring.

The wound was behind her waist, although she couldn't see it, but her arm was able to reach it, so she groped for the medicine, and didn't need anyone's help at all.

She also doesn't know what Daojun Wuzang came to her for. It's impossible for her to come to rub medicine specifically for her, right?

"sit down."

His voice was neither light nor heavy, but it was full of oppression, as if there was an invisible force that grabbed her neck, making her breathing a little harder.

It was only in a moment that Song Dingding clearly realized that the person in front of him was the Daojun Wuzang, whose hands were covered with blood, which could make people feel terrified, but could stop children from crying at night.

He is no longer the kind-hearted, clear-eyed young man he used to be.

And that young man who blushed even when he held hands, abide by etiquette, and was considerate and gentle, is already dead.

Song Dingding felt a little stuffy in his chest, and his emotions fell involuntarily.

She lowered her head, sat beside him without saying a word, and handed him the porcelain bottle in her hand.

Pei Ming looked at the porcelain bottle in her hand and remembered what Li Hua asked him when he came.

- Presumably, apart from Yuwei Daojun, the other person who made a wish to swallow dragon **** is Wuzang Daojun?

He answered Li with a 'um', but he didn't make a wish to swallow the dragon ball.

He lied.

Because he didn't make a wish at all.

Originally, he wanted to make a wish directly to make him fall in love with her.

But this wish can only be realized in this secret realm. After leaving the temple, the wish will be shattered and everything will return to its original state.

He pondered for a long time, but finally made no wish.

Song Dingding has helped many people along the way, but he has also offended many people, especially Lu Qingchen and Simmons.

A few days ago, Daojun Yuwei let go the woman who was pretending to be the owner's wife.

He wasn't sure if the woman was in the team, or if she had already fled the place. In his opinion, these people might use the opportunity to make a wish to hurt her.

Even if he made the last wish, it is difficult to guarantee that the person who entered the wishing pool before will have other thoughts and deliberately reserve the opportunity to make a wish, wanting to wait for the opportunity to make a wish and hurt her life.

Just in case, he didn't make a wish.

So when Daojun Yuwei asked him, he chose to remain silent. Li Hua asked him, and he chose to default.

Pei Ming lowered his eyes, opened the jade porcelain vial, put his fingertips on the bottom of the bottle, tapped twice, and poured out aquamarine ointment.

Said to help her with medicine, but actually wanted to take this opportunity to heal the wound on her lower back. As Pei Ming, he couldn't do this, it would cause her suspicion, but it didn't matter if there was no Zang Daojun.

Dip in the cool ointment, gently swirl around the sutured sword wound, where the fingertips pass, the wound with blood scabs heals at a speed visible to the naked eye and disappears.

The mulberry white thread that sutured the wound broke from the skin and fell off. He pressed the pulp of his fingers on the healed skin, with a hint of coolness, slowly seeping into the back of the waist.

Song Dingding couldn't feel the pain from the wound, but only felt an unnoticeable itch on the back of his waist, which seemed to be the thin calluses he had worn between his fingers because of his years of martial arts practice.

The last time I touched this hand was on the island.

She occupied his bed, but couldn't sleep. After accidentally falling off the bed, she pretended to be having a nightmare, which led him to gently hold her hand.

At that time, his palm was still warm.

It is not as pale, cold, and bloodless as it is now, like the body temperature of a dying person.

"Wuzang..." Her voice suddenly stopped and she coughed twice: "Big brother, what is the contract you made with me, what is the content of the contract?"

In fact, rather than this, she wanted to ask what the blue butterfly on her shoulder blade represented.

But she felt that it was really inappropriate to ask such slightly sensitive questions in this quiet place.

Pei Ming didn't lift his head, and evenly spread the last bit of ointment on his fingertips: "Are you curious?"

Song Dingding felt that this was not quite right. Curiosity killed the cat. Maybe it should be the right choice to stop asking questions.

But she wanted to know what the so-called fairy mansion contract was, and what the blue butterfly behind her was.

She hesitated and nodded slightly.

Pei Ming took out a handkerchief and wiped off the ointment left on his fingertips. His movements were slow and graceful, which made people feel pleasing to the eyes.

After he wiped it clean, he took out the porcelain jade box he had just prepared for her.

This jade box is very much like a box for mouth grease, and the round white jade porcelain reveals a slight coolness. After opening the box, the jade box contains a snow-white paste, the texture is soft and delicate, like a moisturizing cream.

"what is this?"

Song Dingding felt that the medicine Pei Ming gave her in the morning was very effective. Originally, the wound still had some tingling and burning pain, but after applying the cold wound medicine, there was no more pain.

The wound on the back of her waist was not too serious, it was just injured by the sword qi, and the cut was relatively long, but not very deep.

The so-called wound medicines are all aids to promote the wound to heal as soon as possible. Sword wounds of this magnitude still have to be raised slowly.

Seeing that he didn't answer, she pursed her lips lightly: "Thank you for your kindness, I feel that the wound is much better. It's getting late, I should go back to rest..."

Before she could finish her words, she saw him take off the ring on his index finger.

White and slender fingers, dipped in cream-like ointment, landed on the sword wound. But the fingertips didn't stay too long, and it sank silently, like a giant ship that hit an iceberg and was gradually engulfed by the endless blue ocean.

Song Dingding trembled for a moment, her expression was slightly stiff, and her light brown pupils were full of astonishment when she looked at him.

Pei Ming said softly, "This is Pearl Cream."

He was answering her question just now, but the reflex arc was too long, which made her unable to react for a long time.

It wasn't until the night wind blew that a gust of cold wind poured in from behind her waist, and goose bumps appeared all over her body, and she finally realized why he just took off the ring.

Bead moisturizing cream, what kind of beads are moisturizing?

The slight tingling caused Song Dingding to grab his arm subconsciously. She wanted to push him away, but she heard him lightly call: "Song Dingding."

This was the first time he called her name, and Song Dingding couldn't help being stunned.

Pei Ming gently tapped the back of her head with her other free hand: "I'm satisfying your..."

He looked at her, his voice clear and sweet: "curiosity."

Finish