A Taoist friend of mine

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Song Tuan's throat was hot, and he tilted his head and coughed twice, and she just led him in like this. The two of them sneaked through the corridors and halls for a while, and then saw that the scene changed.

That pair of boys and girls had already grown up, they worshiped the heaven and the earth as the high hall together, got married, and the hall was full of red, but at this moment the man in red who was leaning on the doorway came slowly with his sword, and chopped off the whole hall with his sword .

The sound of "rumbling" sounded like mountains and waves, the man raised his ferocious face and laughed fiercely: "It's so ugly."

"Why is it so ugly?"

The dream was fragmented and turned into a purgatory on earth, demons and ghosts were shattered in his palm bones, earth-shattering howls and screams, blood filled his eyes.

There are corpses everywhere, blood flying all over the sky.

"My dream, is it good?" He turned his face sideways, and his gloomy voice came towards the two of them. Song Tuo was horrified and swallowed his saliva.The person next to him pressed his shrugged shoulders, "The previous one was an excellent dream, now we have to see what you think, anyway, Pindao thinks there is no worse dream than this one."

The man scoffed, and didn't deny it, just nodded lightly: "Did you come here gently?"

"Yes, Miss Yiqing asked us to come." Song Tuo nodded fiercely, but Wen Yuli grabbed his hand, "He won't leave with us."

Xianyang's face was pale, and his eyes were burning: "I really won't go with you. With the current situation, wouldn't I be asking for trouble if I go back?"

"That's why you said you won't go back with us." Wen Xili smiled, "But if we promise to solve the matter that the government and Taoist priests wanted you for you, will you go back with us?"

"Is it possible?" Xian Yang sneered, "Do you know how many people I have killed? If those innocent souls on the ground heard such words, how sad they would be. Seeing how you look, you are also a Taoist priest. Oh, that's not right. It's over, the Taoist chief came to cover the criminals in person, how terrible--"

"Who's going to protect you!" Song Tuo's veins throbbed when he heard it, "People like you deserve to become neither human nor ghost!"

Xianyang pinched his wrinkled face, and smiled: "Really? Then tell me what to do, why don't you stay here with me and enjoy it, how about it?"

Hearing the sound, Song Huan moved one step faster than him, and flew towards him with a nimble figure, grabbed his wrist, and flipped backwards violently.

"Good posture." Xian Yang raised his eyebrows, "But this is my dream."

Wen Xili's face changed drastically.

After a while, Song Tuo's wrist was entangled with two hemp ropes, and he twisted it vigorously. Wen Xili frowned, and after the horizontal sword broke, he hugged her waist and flew away.

The end of the hemp rope regenerates, shakes into a needle, and is about to pierce Song Tuo's veins----

The sound of "噗味" fell, the bright red blood splashed, and the damp heat was scalding on Song Tuo's forehead. Her eyes changed, and she said in a trembling voice: "...Wen Xili?"

"--It's okay." Wen Xili's eyes turned black, he leaned back, lost his flying strength, rolled down the cliff, and disappeared.

Chapter 23 19

When Wen Yuli woke up, the heaven and earth Xuan Huang was raised early, the golden dragon was rolling like lightning, the thunderbolt was shining crazily, and there was a loud "beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep". kill me."

"Still in a dream." Wen Jili thought about Chen for a while, and when he sat up, he couldn't help crying and laughing when he saw Song Yi's red mouth, "Is it okay to not talk for a day?"

"What day?" Song Tuo was not angry. In fact, she had been guarding here for more than half a month. She lived by drinking water and eating wild fruits every day. Under the horror, her mouth was chattering fast from morning to night and from night to morning, and it became swollen and red accidentally.

"Does it hurt?" Wen Xili held back the pain of his bones falling apart, and raised his hand to touch the other's lips.

The soft touch came from the fingertips, and Wen Xili couldn't help but bend his lips, almost unable to restrain himself from kissing her.

Fortunately, the pain of falling apart restrained her in time, Song Tun felt strange looking at her gnashing teeth, and was about to lift her up, but was pulled by her collar.

With a click of "clang", the two pieces of powder are thinly bonded together, the fragrance is blooming, the red spots are emerging from the white flowers, and the green water of Daishan is singing the meaning of the song.

Just like her rippling pupils, with the affection of drowning, eroding her heart.

"I really can't help it." After parting his lips, Wen Xili put his arms around her slender waist with a smile, and pinched her lightly.

Song Tuo couldn't help shaking, and held her face with delicate hands, "How long have you coveted my beauty, stinky nun?"

"You shouldn't be asking me how long I've been pleasing you, um." Wen Xili's hand continued to move downstream, Song Tun lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, and suddenly stared at her with some resentment, "Wen Xili, this is actually a dream, right?"

"Women and women, why are they together?"

Sweat was pouring down, and the damp cold air slapped the window paper, piercing the small hole with a "snoring" sound, pouring the squalling rain into it.

Wen Zhi was so polite that his lips turned purple, he lifted the quilt covering his body, and shouted at the door: "Song Tuo, Song Tuo!"

Nobody responded to her, nobody.

That wasn't Xianyang's dream at all, it was her dream.

Her face was pale, and she slammed open the door in front of her with all her strength, and spat out a mouthful of black blood. The wet and hot liquid dripped on the face of the person who opened the door.

It is Song Tuo.

"What are you doing?" With a gloomy face, she twirled a snow-white paper lantern, bloody and red aura spewing out, "squeaking" to stir up the misty light clouds.

Wen Yuli pinched Song Tun's jaw, as if a needle had pricked her heart into dense pain, she started to gently brush her unkempt hair, pursed her lips with a wry smile: "It looks good."

"Oh." Song Tuo still had a lifeless face, and passed her by, and bumped into another person's arms.

She didn't know that person, and the ecstatic voice almost pierced her eardrums.

"Husband, you are back~"

"That dead nun didn't do anything to you, did she?"

"Oh, it's okay, she doesn't dare to do anything to me, you won't have any problems with your husband." Song Tuo chattered, "And we are good friends, what will she do to me?"

But my best friend imprisoned me for three years.

Song Tun lowered his eyelids, his clear and watery eyes flickered and dissipated, and became dull and dull: "Wen Xili, you are a lunatic."

"Am I torturing you?" Wen Xili walked up and held her hand, "Tell me seriously, is it me?"

"Of course it's you." Song Tuo smiled bitterly coldly, and the man beside him disappeared, "You have to remember, you owe me this."

"You're not Song Tuo," Wen Xili twisted the other's hand, "You're Xianyang, no, you mean lightly."

"Why do you like her so much, hypnotize her but lock her in the beautiful environment you created, obviously she deserves the knife and you always shield her, are you tired?" "Song Tuo" Jie Jie smiled strangely, and his face began to distort wantonly, "I'm so tired, you are really just like that woman in Yiqing, stupid and pitiful, divorced from reality, what did you gain in the end, it's not a waste of water from a bamboo basket"

"No." Wen Xili resisted the desire to tear him apart, his eyes were red, "It doesn't matter if the bamboo basket fetches water in vain, if you like it, you are willing."

There's no particular reason I'm willing to be for her.

"Besides, do you really know her?" Wen Xili said with a smile, "that idiot, he wouldn't be like you, otherwise I wouldn't be able to see through you. It can be said that you only look alike and have no similar characteristics. ."

"It looks so similar, I really don't want to do it at all." Wen Xili suddenly said, "Then why don't you just keep this skin and peel you off?"