Fusang + Fanwai

"As expected of the Demon King of Nanyu Mountain, he not only broke my position, but also wounded my beloved apprentice." The man finally came slowly from the dark place, he was wearing a black robe today, because of his small stature, The clothes seemed to cover him,

He put his eyes on me, with a gentle smile on his face, "Miss Ah Qing, don't go in such a hurry, it's only one day away, as long as you stay with me for one more day, I can satisfy you whatever you want."

With a cold face, Xi He said unhappily, "Do you think this is a deal? I'm afraid you, Qi Shan, are so cowardly that you forgot how to do a deal."

He smiled noncommittally, "You Clan has to go through this calamity before they can be reborn from the ashes."

Xi He looked at it coldly, his whole body was scattered, and he was already ready to fight, when a huge black shadow enveloped the top in an instant, it seemed to be very excited, with a blue face, long fangs, a snake tail, and bloodthirsty eyes, Fusang frowned,

"Su Xinzhi looked similar to it at the time."

Xi He frowned and said, "He made the scratch on your neck."

Fusang nodded, with some pain in his brows, as if he didn't want to recall any more.

Xi He put her down and said softly, "Wait for me here."

Fusang nodded, and looked ahead with some sadness, that monster was extremely warlike, even if Xi He cut his shoulder, he was still bloodthirsty, like a ferocious beast that never tires.Xihe was a little tired of coping, so Fusang raised his eyes and saw the man in the shadow with a dark smile,

Fusang looked anxiously, and saw that he twisted the handle in the dark, and the ground suddenly split into two halves. Fusang crawled over, and heard Xihe yell at her, "Don't come over." Watching her disappear at the end, the ground slowly closed again,

"This nothingness is really useful. As long as you obey me, I'll make sure she's fine." Fusang pulled out exhaustedly, with tears streaming from the corners of her eyes, and passed out.

When Fusang woke up, blood was still dripping from her hand. She frowned as she looked at the shapeless arm. Jinglun sat on the chair, shook the long whip in her hand, stretched back and said, "Wake up!" .”

Fusang glanced at her drowsily, she took a sip from the water glass on the table, and poured it on her again, "You are really good at it, but unfortunately, no matter how good you are at finding a little lover, you can't escape from here." She shook her long legs as she said this,

Fusang's hair was dripping, she looked very miserable, she pulled the corners of her mouth, and said with a smile, "No matter how bad she is, she can still beat you to the ground."

Jing Lun raised his eyebrows slightly, pinched her neck irritably and said, "So what if you are defeated, it depends on who can have the last laugh."

Fusang lowered his head and bit her hand, she pinched harder and harder in pain, Fusang raised his head and breathed in the thin air little by little, mist appeared in the corners of his eyes, tears fell suddenly, and Jinglun's hand was scalded , she withdrew her palm in fright, looked at her teardrops carefully, and gave her a strange look, "Why are you crying?"

Fusang glanced at her with a pale face, her heart throbbed a little, she took a breath and said, "Don't hurt Xi He, just give up my life, whatever is fine, please don't hurt her."

Jinglun glanced at her in confusion, there were still two tear marks on her face, this was the first time she asked herself to beg, so many days of torture did not break her down, she was a little confused, couldn't find the thread of emotion, but She was very impetuous, she turned around and kicked over the chair, took a long whip and threw it on her body, and said angrily, "Don't cry for me." Muddy, Jing Lun still couldn't understand her hatred, she flicked the whip again and again, and Fusang's body was immediately split with bloodstains one after another. She was trembling all over, and broke out in cold sweat, which fell on the wound, and there was another burst of pain.She only stared coldly, listening to her scolding, "It's detrimental to Yin and virtue, you have the heart of a Bodhisattva, you idiot."

Fusang spat out a mouthful of blood, and someone stopped her movement from behind, "Jinglun, you're getting too strict."

"Father."

"You go back first." Jinglun retracted the long whip, seeing Fusang's half-dead appearance, he lost interest.

"Miss Ah Qing, I hope you will be merciful to me for how much my adopted son has offended you." He was still gentle and polite, humble and decent.

Fu Sang raised his eyes, "What did you do to Xi He?"

He came lightly with his hands behind his back, "Miss Ah Qing is a person who values ​​love and righteousness. After our You Clan experienced civil strife 1 years ago, there are not many branches left. When I did this, it was somewhat against the sky. At that time, I hope the girl can take care of her more."

Fusang saw him let out a breath of relief amidst the confusion of light and shadow, and couldn't help laughing, "You know it's a mistake, why do you make a mistake when you know it?"

He twisted his sleeves, his brows filled with melancholy, "Success is also Xiao He, failure is also Xiao He, life is so much, it is not desperate, we will not take such risks, we have never been able to control."

Fusang sneered and said, "You are just escaping, it's God's will, you just don't want to be content with it, why did you shirk all your mistakes."

She still sneered, "Is it true that those who are unwilling to die deserve to die for you? I feel ashamed of you for such fallacies."

When he heard this, his brows suddenly opened, "That man is right, you can see clearly, it is indeed me who doesn't understand."