How the fox spirit is made

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At the end of the dream, her eyes were blood red. She felt as if she was flying in the air. The green hills in front of her stretched out, and the ups and downs of the peaks and valleys were stained with blood. There were countless wailing and crying one after another. Many people called her, Qi Qing But she couldn't hear it clearly, as if a pair of giant hands grabbed her soul, and the force and body were torn apart, and there were rumbles in her ears.The unspeakable pain spread from the fingertips to the heart, like countless sharp swords piercing from the skin to the deepest part, trying to tear her whole body apart, but the movements were slow, repeated, endless torture.She choked, her throat was so hoarse that she couldn't make any sound, and her wailing was confined in her stomach. When she was dying, she felt that the track of blood flowing through her skin was as painful as a needle prick. Then, an invisible giant The sword suddenly slashed at the center of her eyebrows, and her consciousness disappeared instantly.

Qi Qing finally woke up, sweating profusely, panting uncontrollably.Her fingers tremblingly caressed the trembling skin, intact as before, but the pain still lingered on it.

Xie Yifei was woken up by her, and lay on his side with his head propped in a daze, his black hair scattered on the bed into a waterfall, reflecting the full moonlight.

"Having a nightmare?"

Qi Qing nodded her head indiscriminately, wiped her sweaty forehead, and silently huddled under the quilt.

Xie Yifei looked at the other party wrapped in a quilt and curled up into a ball, sighed, and hugged him into his arms: "It's just a nightmare, it's okay, I'll be fine after I sleep."

"...It's different." Qi Qing revealed a pair of eyes from under the quilt, with beads of sweat still fluttering on her eyelashes, "It's different, that dream...is too real."

...as if it really happened.

"Then what did you dream about?"

"I dreamed that my whole body was on fire, and I couldn't speak because of the pain... Anyway, it just hurts."

"It's all over." Xie Yifei pressed her head to his chest, and didn't dislike the smell of sweat all over her body, "Maybe it's because you have read too many books about monsters and ghosts, so you can think wildly all day long, just like the book last time "The Re-Biography of the Golden Phoenix and Mandarin Duck."

Qi Qing rolled her eyes: "I said, last time I only read the beginning of that book, why was it confiscated by you inexplicably? It turns out that you secretly read the entire book behind my back! You are too much!"

"That's not sneaky, I'm aboveboard, just take a look, and then put it in the corner."

"You said there are ghosts and goblins behind, tell me quickly."

Xie Yifei nodded, then pointed to his lips.

"Hey, you didn't just go to bed..."

Qi Qing was still trapped in the nightmare on her front feet, but her true nature was revealed on her back feet, carelessly tossing the nightmare behind her head, her face blushing quietly in the dark.

"...Last time, as I said last time, Li Sheng had a private meeting with Miss Chen, and was discovered by the lady of the Shangshu family, who secretly sent his family to find out."

"Miss Shangshujia is twenty-eight years old, she is quite beautiful, her nickname is Jiao'e, and she is good at rhyme, so she looks down on Miss Chen's poor study spirit, and vents her love for the evil mother-in-law, vowing to drive Miss Chen out of the capital."

"Miss Chen is lonely and alone with Tim'er in her arms. The jewelry on her body has been exchanged for money, but it is still not enough to support her to go to relatives. She is tired and hungry, and she almost collapses on the side of the road, but passers-by have to detour OK. Hearing the news, Li Sheng drove his horse out of the city to rescue Miss Chen, but was stopped by the wicked mother-in-law and locked him at home to keep him..."

Hearing this, Qi Qing grabbed Xie Yifei's arm excitedly, and asked eagerly, "Then? Is Miss Chen okay, will Li Sheng save her?"

Xie Yifei smiled meaningfully, then pointed to his own lips.

Qi Qing: "..."

I was so blind to think she would be the same consoling gentleman she was then.

Qi Qing didn't dare to look at Xie Yifei anymore, she pulled her sleeves and urged: "It's okay now, tell me quickly! Don't hang on to me!"

Xie Yifei looked at the person in front of him with lowered eyes, but he was completely unaware of the shyness in his movements and tone, thinking that he could get away with it, his eyes darkened: "...I don't want to talk now."

"What?! Xie Yifei, don't take the money and deny him, you scammer!"

In the silent night, Qi Qing's loud voice was unusually loud. Xie Yifei rubbed his ears with a headache, and couldn't help but smile: "Money? I didn't receive it."

Her fingertips touched the warm cloud pattern pendant on Qi Qing's neck, and when she thought that that ignorant apprentice had also touched it during the day, she was so upset that she tore it off and threw it on the bed. Then fingertips poked into the gap between the clothes.

Qi Qing was shocked by her turning her face and denying her, and waved her hand away: "What are you doing! What about telling the story?"

"I'm talking, but it's just a different story." Xie Yifei slowly opened his clothes, and his fingertips sank deep into the hair roots of the person below him, and then stroked upwards very gently, with ambiguous and erotic movements, as if his nails were scratching The palm is generally unbearable, "...and I want to practice it."

Qi Qing went through her memory and didn't know which novel had a similar plot, so she asked stupidly: "Which one, why do I feel like I haven't read it?"

"Of course you haven't seen it, so I'm going to take you to watch it together."

The murmurs in her ears were lingering and lingering, her earlobes quickly became red, swollen, moist, and there were faint tooth marks. Qi Qing's eyes became confused, and even her breathing became a little heavy. She tried her best to regain consciousness: "...that's not right. , I feel that I have never seen such a strange plot... What is the name of that book..."

""Jin Ping Mei"."

"Hey, Qi Qing, did you sleep well last night?"

They set off early in the morning, and Ji Mingze bought Qi Qing some candied haws on the side of the road.

Qi Qing rubbed her eyes, and yawned at the sweet and tempting candied haws: "...It's okay, it's your big sister who keeps pestering me to tell stories. What about you?"

Ji Mingze: "..."

Ji Mingze casually broke a willow from the official road, and handed it to Qi Qing: "I don't think so, I slept half the night on the stinky feet of some senior brother, and almost thought my nose was out of order, but fortunately, I touched it as soon as I went out." Go to the food stand."

Sitting on the side of the rickety carriage, Qi Qing licked a mouthful of candied haws, which tasted like ordinary syrup, lost interest in an instant, and returned the candied haws to Ji Mingze: "Don't eat it, it's not good."

"Oh, just take a bite."

The front teeth crushed the flaky syrup, the sweetness dissipated, and the bright red fruit inside took a bite, and the sour taste instantly occupied all the taste sensations, so sour that Qi Qing froze her face, and immediately wrinkled into a ball, almost crying, Quickly spit out the hawthorn in his mouth, took a few sips of water to recover, and threw it to Ji Mingze angrily.

"...You made it clear that you want to kill me, don't you? You eat it yourself!"

Ji Mingze whistled, and handed the gnawed candied haws to Xie Yifei in the carriage: "I won't eat it either, someone will eat it."

Xie Yifei, who was sitting like a rock in the carriage, carefully licked the gap in the candied haws, and said to Qi Qing, who stuck her head in to watch, "Well, it's sweet."

Qi Qing looked puzzled, turned away from her, and muttered: "...don't worry about those of you who have something to say..."

On the official road outside Ruyang City, several carriages lined up in a straight line in an orderly manner, and gradually drove to the distance, startled the birds on both sides of the road to sing. Beside the leading carriage, a girl in a light red dress was shaking wicker, and her figure Slowly shrinking in the sky, and there are clouds in the sky.

Qingfeng makes clouds cleverly, and thousands of mountains frighten birds.

At this time, Pingshun City is more lively than usual, with heavy traffic and crowded people. Even in this little-known small place, if someone is randomly picked out now, it is either Jindan or Yuanying. early days.It can be said that building a foundation is not as good as a dog, and Jindan walks everywhere.