MTL - The Villain is Outrageously Beautiful-Chapter 104 Night visitor

The voice has not fallen, and the Fengling disciple who ran out of the letter was swept away by a palm of the hand from the back, and fluttered a few steps. , almost directly turned over the second floor guardrail and fell to the downstairs.

Meng Zhongguang paled a face, barefoot ran out from a shadow of light, and looked around in a circle, glimpsed the unruly Xu Xingzhi, finally revealing a salvation-like expression, struggling to run to him.

Take Xu Xingzhi into his arms and confirm that it is not a phantom. Meng Zhongguang’s lips are vaguely bloody, burying his head, and the calf looks like his head to drill Xu Xingzhi’s chest.

The more I love, the more I don’t know how to say it. I just want to drill a hole in the heart of my eyes and live in it.

Xu Xingzhi reached out to touch the back of Meng Guangguang. His back was wet with a large piece. The hot sweat drenched the clothes, steamed the hair, and the eyelashes were covered with a thin layer of mist, making him look soft and weak. .

In the next second, Meng Zhongguang, who was "soft and deceivable," slammed his strength and hugged Xu Xingzhi's waist and hugged it into the house, leaving everyone to wait for their own stunned.

From the time he heard the noise, Yuan Ruyi, who was wrapped in a long and sloping night cloak, walked out of the tea room on one side.

This body is what she has set up in the wild. Nowadays, wearing a set is like a shadow in the dark night. I can’t see the bones. Only the woman’s clear and gentle voice came from under the hood: “Good. Go, let go."

So far, everyone still doesn't know that this bone is the glory of Yuan Ruo, and even the Fengling disciple who is struggling from the edge of the danger does not know who this person is. I only know that all the brothers are waiting for her. Very good, she also added a little respect to her, and bowed to her before leaving.

When the people dispersed, Yuan Ruqi walked to the side of Zhou Wang and sat quietly.

Zhou Wang called her a "meta teacher", she smiled lightly, and her laughter was like a quilt that was sun-dried in the winter. It was warm and reassuring: "If you can't sleep, I will sit with you." sit down."

Zhou Wang did not speak, leaning his head on Yuan Ruyi's shoulder.

Yuan Ruyi reached out and put on the bones of the gloves to create a soft flesh and blood, and carefully looked at the confused eyebrows of Zhou Wang: "Is it not?"

Zhou Wang shook his head.

When I came to the world, everyone changed.

For a long time, Da Niang was mourning his cool valley. The leisure and the light door that sent them out melted into one place. Only this warm bone is as good as ever.

Zhou Wang whispered: "Yuan Shijie, I want to go back to the wild."

Yuan Ruyi knows that this is a child's words, naturally she will not blame her, only quietly holding her hand.

Zhou Wang also knew that he was very ignorant and bowed his head.

In just one day, she knew what was born and died, and she finally got a heart in her thirteen-year-old heart. Mindfulness urges people to mature quickly. Zhou Wang has thought of many things that she has vaguely thought about before, but she has never really understood.

But after thinking about it, she was sincerely cold from the bottom of her heart: "...Yuan Shijie, I am afraid."

"I know what I want to do, and I know what Cognac and Master Xu are going to do." Zhou Wang said in a tone of praying, "How dangerous it is to do such a thing, I understand. I hope that everything will not change. Is this not good?"

Yuan Ruyi whispered: "Awang, for us, 13 years ago, the world has changed once. For 'change', we hate a hundred times more than you. If everything does not change, you will have a smile. The father who will force you to learn the law and etiquette, a mother who will help you to be lazy and gentle, you will have two cognacs, and Xu and his brother will definitely fight for who is the cognac, who is the little Oh; of course, the gentleman’s temperament is a violent thing, but you’re Xu’s brother...”

Yuan Ruyi’s martyrdom came to let Zhou Wang hear God.

"You will know a lot of elders, and you will love the chess, and you will love the wine. My master, Guangfujun... loves the murderer. You will hold you everywhere and show off his niece, who is beautiful. Who says you are not beautiful? You have to fight with your sleeves; as for your big brother..." Yuan Ruo’s voice brought some smiles. "You don't know, he used to be a childish and beautiful child. Nothing is wrong.... You still have I will know Tao Leisure and Lu Yujiu. Although they may not be as familiar as they are now, they are at least safe."

Zhou Wang listened to her and told everyone all the time, could not help but ask: "What about your sister?"

Yuan Ruzhen suddenly heard the sound.

"I heard them talk about you and say you..."

With this in mind, Zhou Wangcai found that he had asked too deeply, and he had to circumvent the topic in the future. Yuan Ruyi held her hand and calmed down: "If that time, you will not recognize me."

Zhou Wang’s mood is ups and downs: “Yuan Shijie...”

As early as after the bones, the first time I took the water, Yuan Ruyi accepted the reality, and now it is not itch or painful.

In the past 13 years, what hurts will get used to it.

She bit her glove through the veil, revealing a frosty snow washed bone.

"Yuan Ruyi has no appearance, no flesh and bones, and there is still a bone left. It is still Yuan Ruo." Yuan Ruyi used his bones to caress Zhou’s hair. "I am not afraid of anything now, I am afraid of scaring." People."

The more Yuan Ruyi said, the more sad Zhou Wang’s heart was, and the heart that was overwhelmed by the depression finally erased a few colors: “Yuan Shijie, I will avenge you.”

"Chou is my, I will report it myself." Yuan Ruo paused and asked her, "Can you hear the news of several disciples today?"

Zhou Wang is dumb.

She did hear it, so she felt that revenge was useless. It was better to be safe and secure when she was living in a wild land. She could only listen to Yuan Ruyi’s words, and Zhou Wang was shaken again.

"The Jiuzhi lamp will be well managed in the world. We will not forget what method it used to overturn the four doors. Since he can take it away, we also have the right to recapture at any time.... Moreover, in any case, we are still alive, But in the thirteen years, so many people have died. If the living person does not have an account of the deceased, he will live on their bones in his life.... We don't want to live like that, nor should we live like that."

Speaking of this, the eyes of Zhou Wang’s eyes gradually peeled off, and a clear and firm wave of light emerged.

Yuan Rugao clasped her palms, and the voice turned to a low and soft voice: "After waiting for things to settle down, if Awang can't adapt to the world, I will go back to the wild with Awang. Is it good?"

Zhou Wang had not said anything yet. The young man who rested in the backyard in the downstairs was wearing thick clothes. He squinted and squinted and walked out of the backyard. The woman sitting side by side on the stairs asked: "just now What's the matter? Did you hit the cup?"

Yuan Rusheng said: "Sorry, it is not careful. We will pay for the money."

In the darkness, I only heard this gentle sound like water. The young man seemed to be washed and washed by the snow. When he was awake, he burned a red face and turned back to the room. I also thought about the roof for a long time.

What a beautiful woman that is worthy of such a voice.

When he was wandering, he suddenly heard the door of the teahouse being slammed, hey, hey, it was Sven.

The tea house is not a hotel with a foothold. After the board is closed, there is no reason to open the door again. However, the young man still missed the woman on the stairs, thinking that he could see her when he went to the door, and he would give birth to infinite joy in his heart. He would return the candle still on the palm of his hand and walk straight toward the door.

He went to the door and found three figures standing side by side and with different heights, but the woman who was wearing a cloak and told him to imagine that she had disappeared together with the little girl.

The young man was disappointed when he arrived, and the visitors outside the door lost their patience instantly: "What knocks, big night. This is not an inn, you have to rest, and the road ahead is south!"

The young man who knocked on the door of Nasswen wrote: "I was here before..."

The people who accompanied him obviously didn't have such good patience, and they knocked the door loudly and joyfully: "Xu Xingzhi! OK! It's me!"

Upstairs, the lights were half faint, the moon was half-bright, the door was closed, and the spiritual power was applied. Xu Xingzhi did not hear the sounds outside.

After Meng Zhongguang moved to the bed, the man tangled up like a cat, arrogantly yelling at him, causing him to provoke Xu Xingzhi to kiss him several times before he could settle down.

He glared at Xu Xingzhi, as if his life had an entity, he was lying in his arms.

Xu Xingzhi knows that there are many unlucky things in his nightmare. At this time, he is mad, mostly because he has a nightmare.

Fortunately, after returning to the present world, the spirit of the spirit is once again connected with him, and there is such a benefit, at least when the mood is fluctuating, he does not have to **** any more blood.

In order to appease him, Xu Xingzhi pinched the earlobe of Meng Zhongguang and kissed him with his soft lips. He tasted it and tasted it until he warmed it up before he used his forehead to resist his eyebrows. "You have been looking for such a long time?"

Meng Zhongguang lowered his head: "I can't find it... I can't come back."

This gave Xu Xing some hope: "...found?"

Meng Zhongguang hesitated for a moment, only to spread the palm of his hand, to force a reminder, palms floated a thin light, as fine as a firefly, as light as dust, Meng Zhongguang formed to maintain its invincible spiritual shield than It has to be a hundred times brighter.

This matter is not very beautiful, Meng Zhongguang did not dare to complain about his hard work, and even dare not mention that he almost exhausted his spiritual power, turned into thousands of vines in the cracks, weaved a dense tree net, one inch inch, Only got such a small line of remnants.

Meng Zhongguang carefully tightened his robes and asked, "Would you like to give the brothers?"

Xu Xingzhi held the shield and his heart was stinging.

Such a small remnant of the soul, can not speak, the consciousness is scattered, if not sent, it will be completely broken into ash in three days.

... After the death of Tao Yusheng, they are all the same fragile and fragile.

Xu Xingzhi sighed: "First store it like this."

...waiting to return to Qu Chi, and then discuss with him.

After making up his mind, one of Xu Xing coveted and saw a blindfolded tears, Meng Zhongguang, who was about to cry, and was shocked: "Hey, what?"

In the eyes of Meng Zhongguang, the mist melted, and Xu Xingzhi’s clothes hem, Nono said: "Brother, I know this time I am wrong... Don’t go, I change, change immediately."

This incident was dominated by Tao Xun. Although Meng Chongguang had some cautious thoughts, it is justifiable to study it carefully. Xu Xingzhi’s heart is called Meng Zhongguang’s misunderstanding. It can be seen that he still can’t help but feel uncomfortable and has to maintain With the last cold face, take your finger and gently poke his head: "What do you change?"

"Oh..." Meng Chongguang held a sob and sighed with tears and confessed, "I don't make any claims."

A few sly because the nightmare wet hair was scattered on his face, like the whisky of a small milk cat.

Xu Xingzhi picked up his mess and caught it behind his ear. His tone was slightly harsh: "Always crying, how? I feel that my brother will feel bad?"

Meng Zhongguang certainly shook his head immediately.

Xu Xingzhi took his sweaty cheeks and kissed each other. The voice was hoarse and the infinite warmth was added: "...you are right."

Meng Chongguang was attacked by such a love story, his heart was turned, and he just wanted to say something, but the door was suddenly knocked out from the outside.

Meng Zhongguang, who was waiting for more warm words, was so angry that he sighed his teeth and squinted at the door with tears. He scared the Fengling disciples who came to report and swallowed the water to make a point of speech. : "...senior, outside... someone has found it."

Xu Xingzhi turned over and sat up: "Who?"

The disciple's look is quite inexplicable: "Xu... you, let's go and see for yourself."

In the middle of the night, the Jiuzhi lamp is reading through the quarters sent by the various sects, telling the disciples who have selflessness and stipulations, and whether there are evil monsters. His sinister shadow casts on the wall, lonely as a ghost that has been dead for many years.

In the extreme quiet, he suddenly had some desire to talk, looking for someone to talk.

So, he buried himself in the blue light case, and screamed: "Wen Xuechen. Warm..."

The voice stopped short.

The Jiuzhi lamp sits between the incense and bamboo, and opens a self-satisfied smile. He immediately screams: "Come."

A magical disciple dressed in Fenglingshan costumes pushed in the door: "Mountain Lord?"

Jiuzhi Lan asked: "Will Wen Xuechen still not come back from the wild?"

The disciple shook his head.

Nine lights have dispelled the idea of ​​talking to people. After all, he and the disciples have nothing to say: "Let's go."

But the disciple came with the door: "Mountain lord, Danyang Feng came over there, saying that there are two disciples who went out to perform the investigation task, inexplicably died in the cool valley. Now the corpse is dragged back, you Can you check one or two?"