Vicious female supporting role, gender male

Feng Rugui was stunned when he saw Jiang Wuqi involuntarily saying, killing with a sword, unable to stop him.

He knew that Jiang Wuqi was killed for him. Jiang Wuqi had always only killed traitors, but he had never killed unarmed people who had not yet been judged guilty.

His eyes were wet immediately, he rushed over, hugged Jiang Wuqi from his back, and buried his head in it.

Jiang Wuqi turned his head, wiped the end of Feng Rugui's eyes with his left hand that was not holding a sword, and said softly, "Rugui, don't cry."

Feng Rugui shook his head desperately, and at the same time tears soaked through Jiang Wuqi's clothes, sank inside, and wet Jiang Wuqi's back skin.

Jiang Wuqi bowed his head and kissed Feng Rugui's forehead before going to see Huixin again.

Before that Huixin could leave his last words, his head had already drooped down, and all he could see was the back of his head with some black hair roots, and the clothes that were stained red on his heart, "Que Shang" pierced through his heart , the hole is still fresh, the dead flesh and internal organs are clearly visible, and the residual blood keeps rinsing from the hole, moistening a piece of gold brick under his feet.

In order to feel as good as returning home, Jiang Wuqi never regretted it for a moment, but he couldn't bear it in his heart. He walked up to Huixin, raised Huixin's jaw, and seeing that she was dying, he stretched out his hand and closed her eyes.

Jiang Wuqi said in a low voice: "It's the poor Taoist who can't live with you. I'll make amends with you after I go to hell."

Since he had killed innocent people, he also made plans to stay here, as long as Feng Rugui could get out.

Being able to be happy with Feng Rugui in this life is already a blessing from thousands of generations of cultivation, and he should be content.

He reached back with his left hand, caressed Feng Rugui's waist with nostalgia, and said: "Don't delay, let's go."

Feng Rugui raised his head, looked at Jiang Wuqi with eyes full of water vapor, and pressed a kiss on the back of Jiang Wuqi's neck, then let go of Jiang Wuqi's waist, took a step back, and moved the red silk.

The emperor who was sitting on the dragon chair didn't move at first, but when he saw that the two men had destroyed most of the hall, he stepped down from the dragon chair calmly. The strange thing is that the collapsed bricks and stones couldn't hurt his dragon robe at all.

He walked in front of the two of them unhurriedly, without even taking a glance at the corpses of those civil servants and military generals, he just smiled politely at the two of them: "If you don't mind, you can stay in this palace."

While he was speaking, his fingers were already attached to Jiang Wuqi's "Que Shang". He obviously didn't exert any strength, but the "Que Shang" couldn't move at all.

Jiang Wuqi didn't fight him head on, but asked gently: "Is July 49 coming soon?"

The emperor's face was half hidden behind the crown, dignified and majestic, he said with a loud smile, "Have you seen through it? After a cup of tea, the 49th and [-]th will be here. At that time, you and Mr. Feng must stay together." Accompanying me in the palace, you killed my queen, concubine, prince, princess, civil servants, generals, and many servants and maids, and destroyed most of my palace, you should make atonement."

Then, he lay across the corpses inside and outside the hall, and mournfully said: "Look at their miserable death, the living people were killed by you and a ghost with the snap of your fingers, not only do you not repent, but you also want to assassinate me. There is no pardon."

Jiang Wuqi smiled and said, "What good will it do you for us to stay here? You must be treating us as scapegoats, you and..."

He glanced at Huixin's body, and said with a sneer, "Huixin, don't want to..." Just pretend?

Before he finished speaking, Huixin had already broken free from the hemp rope tied around her body, transformed into a monk's stick, and slashed at Feng Rugui with the stick.

Feng Rugui was caught off guard, and used the red silk to resist the monk's stick, but he was shocked by the inner breath applied to it and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He stared at Huixin, and said in surprise, "You are a ghost!"

Huixin's appearance is still immature, but his demeanor is a bit old, he chopped Feng with a monk's stick as if returning home, and smiled: "Benefactor Feng, you know it too late."

Feng Rugui was on guard, and he was not at a disadvantage in the fight with Hui Xin, but he really couldn't beat Hui Xin back.

Jiang Wuqi mobilized his inner breath, and pulled out "Queshang" from the emperor's fingers, he was about to rescue Yu Feng Rugui, but because his back was wide open, he was almost hit in the back by the emperor's palm.

Feng Rugui fought and retreated, finally reached Jiang Wuqi's side, and hurriedly said to Jiang Wuqi, "Sorry."

"It's okay." Jiang Wuqi pressed the back of Feng Rugui's head with one hand, and resisted the emperor and Huixin with "Queshang" with the other.

He clearly didn't explain his intention, but Jiang Wuqi already understood it, Feng Rugui pressed the post, and then, feeling helpless, he finally opened his mouth and bit Jiang Wuqi's neck, he bit down so much that the blood poured straight When it entered his mouth, it was warm and delicious, and the teeth, tongue and oral mucosa hidden in his mouth shouted together: "More, more."

He was reluctant to let go, sucked enough blood, and then let go of his lips and teeth.

Jiang Wuqi was already his Jiang Wuqi, and this mouthful of blood was enough for him to protect his Jiang Wuqi.

He took out Zhang Sipa and was about to bandage Jiang Wuqi's wound, when out of the corner of his eye he saw Huixin's monk's stick aiming at Jiang Wuqi's back.

He slapped Huixin away with his palm, and then he bandaged Jiang Wuqi's wound properly.

His palm was full of ghost energy, after drinking Jiang Wuqi's blood, his internal energy increased greatly, Huixin immediately fell to the ground, vomiting blood, the emperor hurried over, hugged Huixin in his arms, showing pain.

In the next moment, the dilapidated main hall and the nine palaces outside it disappeared one after another.

The rest was empty, the same as Jiang Wuqi and Feng Rugui after falling into the Summoning Well, except that the Hall of Lost Souls was gone not far away.

The emperor smiled wryly and said, "Huixin, why not?"

But Huixin coughed lightly and said, "No, absolutely not! I don't want to admit defeat."

The emperor bowed his head and kissed Huixin's eyebrows: "So what if you admit defeat? Wouldn't it be good for me to accompany you?"

Hui Xin said dissatisfiedly: "You have to call yourself the real one."

The emperor shook his head and said: "I don't want to act anymore, I am not the emperor, what do you call me?"

Jiang Wuqi took advantage of the conversation between the two, pressed "Queshang" against the emperor's throat, and asked, "How can I get out of this place?"

The emperor didn't answer but said: "I'm a lay disciple of an eminent monk, and Huixin is just like Mr. Feng, but a ghost. Huixin and I can't get out of here, so I plan to treat you two as scapegoat ghosts."

Jiang Wuqi asked again: "How can I get out?"

Feng Rugui had already surveyed the surroundings, and whispered in Jiang Wuqi's ear, "The illusion can no longer be sustained, the exit should be here, but I can't find it, obviously the crux lies in the emperor and Huixin in front of us. "

After all, Feng Rugui realized that Huixin was the emperor's weakness, so he made the red silk hold Huixin's throat weakly, threatening: "If you don't speak out, Huixin, you are already Ghost, you are not afraid of losing your life, but I will break up your three souls and seven souls, and teach you to dissipate in the world, so that you will never be reincarnated again."

"Really?" Huixin looked up at Feng Rugui, with a hint of compromise in her eyes, but secretly directed the monk stick to hit Feng Rugui directly on the back of the neck.

Seeing this, Jiang Wuqi's eyes were about to burst, and he hurriedly used "Queshang" to repel the monk's stick. After a crisp sound, the monk's stick fell to the ground, but just barely fell, the monk's stick rose violently again.

The emperor raised his finger to push away the red silk around Huixin's neck, sighed, hugged Huixin with one hand, and patted Jiang Wuqi with the other.

——His action was but an instant.

Jiang Wuqi narrowly dodged it, but the palm came straight for him again.

Feng Rugui didn't have time to pull Jiang Wuqi away, and took the emperor's palm alive.

After one palm, both he and the emperor took more than ten steps back before standing still.

Jiang Wuqi flew over, hugged Feng Rugui into his arms, and said anxiously: "Rugui, are you okay?"

Feng Rugui smiled contemptuously: "How could something happen to me, is it he who has something to do?"

The corners of Feng Rugui's lips were still stained with Jiang Wuqi's blood, they were incomparably gorgeous, but every arc revealed the arrogance of looking down on all living beings.

The emperor was originally at the end of his battle, but he was afraid of Huixin's worry, held back the fishy sweetness in his throat, and pointed towards the southeast, this finger opened up the void, he said to Feng Rugui and Jiang Wuqi: " Go away and don't bother us here."

Jiang Wuqi asked again: "Where is Mother Fu?"

The emperor replied: "At the exit, Huixin and I have been waiting for a living person and a ghost with cultivation for thousands of years. She is of no use to us."

Jiang Wuqi and Feng Rugui looked at each other, but since a cup of tea was approaching, there was no time to hesitate, so they could only follow the emperor's direction.

The emperor glanced at the backs of Jiang Wuqi and Feng Rugui, then lowered his eyes and looked at Huixin.

Huixin was angry and impatient, and beat the emperor several times with her hands, then she hugged the emperor's waist and cried out.

The emperor stroked Huixin's hair and said, "I know you want to help me sit on the emperor's seat, but Huixin, thousands of years have passed, and our country may have long since passed away. What can we do? Let’s not harm others? Let’s stay here, I will accompany you, and you will accompany me.”

Hui Xin raised her eyes, choked with sobs and said, "But your time is running out."

The bottom of this soul-calling well is empty, like a lively scene in the world, all created by Huixin.

The purpose is to reproduce the prosperous days of the Dayin Dynasty in those days, so as to comfort myself and the emperor.

"Then you will accompany me to the end of your life." The emperor hugged Huixin even tighter, pecking and kissing Huixin's eyebrows, "Huixin, do you still remember when we first met?"

Huixin forced a smile: "The little monk was only 15 years old at that time, and you were only one year old. You were the concubine prince of the Great Yin Dynasty, and the little monk was a little monk who came to the palace with his master to pray for rain. The first time I saw you , the palace man deliberately dumped your food on the ground, and you huddled in the corner and devoured the food with your hands. The little monk thought you were a servant in the palace. Mantou and you, unexpectedly, you threw away the big white steamed bun and beat the little monk, the little monk was terrified and ran away..."

The emperor interrupted: "I'm afraid you are also here to bully me. There must be some weird powder in the big white steamed bun, so I lost the big white steamed bun and hit you again. I'm sorry."

"It doesn't matter." Huixin raised her head and kissed the emperor's lips, and continued, "Later, the little monk was still worried about you, so he brought you a big white steamed bun and some cakes, but you spoke ill of the little monk. , add fists and kicks."

Realizing that the emperor was stroking her feet, Huixin chuckled lightly: "It took half a month before you accepted the monk's meal - as far as you are concerned, it should be counted as charity. Later, you and the monk became married. You are talking nonsense when you make fun of this little monk. After January and eighteenth, the little monk and his master will go back to the mountains. Before leaving the palace, the little monk’s master accidentally saw you and said bluntly You have the root of wisdom, if you practice diligently, you will become an immortal, and with His Majesty's permission, I will take you away..."

The emperor then said: "I became the master's lay disciple and your younger brother. You and I go in and out together all day long. I am not as diligent as you in my cultivation, but I have surpassed you in just one year, but you have never been jealous. Passed me, and often solved my doubts for me, just smiled and said, don't forget you when I ascend to immortality. We have spent 30 years together. One day, my father called me back to Beijing, before leaving A few days ago, I kissed you and saw that you didn't refuse, so I took advantage of the situation and made love with you."

He looked down and saw Huixin's shy face, he bit Huixin's lips lightly and said, "Why didn't you push me away at that time?"

Huixin hooked the emperor's back neck, entangled with the emperor's lips and teeth for a while, and then said: "The little monk wanted to push you away at that time, but he couldn't push you away with his hands."

The emperor smiled narrowly and said, "You have long been interested in me, how can you have the strength to push me away?"

Huixin complained: "So you push yourself even harder, the little monk complained of pain, but you never stopped, and you tossed the little monk all night before giving up."

"Where is one night enough? If my father didn't call me, I would have to toss you for three days and nights." The emperor's tone sank, "I returned to Beijing, but unexpectedly, my father listened to slander, for fear that my cultivation base After the great advance, there will be a plot to usurp the throne, and I will be imprisoned immediately. Afterwards, rumors spread in Beijing, saying that I am the son of a monster, and I will destroy the world. Heaven prison, was discovered by my father, but my father held my mother and concubine hostage and forced me to arrest me without a fight. My mother and concubine were afraid of hurting me, so she bit her tongue and committed suicide on the spot. In the well."

Huixin sighed and said: "I thought you were addicted to the gentle town in Beijing, and I had already forgotten about you. I was sad for a long time, and I stayed behind closed doors. After about a hundred years, I couldn't bear to miss you and came to look for you. In the end, I managed to find you in a well, but due to the powerful spells applied to the mouth of the well, the little monk couldn't take you away, and after a long time, even the little monk couldn't get out."

"You have never neglected your cultivation, and your cultivation has gradually grown, and you are almost heavenly, but you are short of a thunder calamity, but the thunder calamity can't hit this empty land, so a hundred years have passed. I was fed with blood by you, and my soul lingered. But one day, your body gradually weakened, and the little monk floated to the mouth of the well, and heard that the well we were in had become a well for summoning souls, and it only took five Pour water from this well into the body within a few hours, and the soul will return by itself. There is also a celestial master who is quite skilled in the way of summoning souls, who built this soul-calling well. In fact, those people are using your cultivation to summon souls. For a long time... for a long time..." Huixin hugged the emperor tightly, "I want to be with you again, even if there is nothing here, as long as you are there."

The emperor counted the days and said: "It has been 830 years, October and three days since I first met you, and we have been separated for 12 years, January and one day, and you have a total of 720, seven years and nine days." Don't you get tired of staying with me on the second day of the month?"

"Never get bored, never get bored, never, ever get bored." Huixin straightened up, stared into the emperor's eyes, and shouted loudly, "Don't go! Don't go!"

The emperor smiled and said: "I haven't left yet, I still have some time."

He took Huixin back into his arms, and counted the things he and Huixin had experienced one by one.

There is no difference between day and night here, he can keep talking to Huixin, regardless of the time of day, he can keep talking until he can't say a word anymore.

To be able to be with the one he loves on September 720, [-], he is much happier than most people in this life.

In that room, Feng Rugui and Jiang Wuqi went to the exit according to the emperor's instructions, and that exit was the mouth of the well, Fu Mu really fell on the mouth of the well, she passed out.

"Don't go forward, wait for the poor to come back here." Jiang Wuqi ordered Feng Rugui to stop, and wanted to walk towards Fu's mother, but Feng Rugui grabbed the sleeves of his clothes.

Feng Rugui called him: "Wuqi..."

Jiang Wuqi firmly pushed aside Feng Rugui's fingers, pointed to the red silk wrapped around their wrists, and comforted him: "Didn't you wrap the red silk around your and my wrists? The poor will not go far."

"Don't... Wuqi..." Feng Rugui was afraid that there might be a trick in it, so he refused to let Jiang Wuqi go alone.

Jiang Wuqi had already gone far away, he looked at Jiang Wuqi's back, and stood in the same place, Jiang Wuqi taught him to stay here, he must not let Jiang Wuqi down.

Jiang Wuqi walked slowly to Fu's mother's side, lowered his body, looked at it for a long time, raised his hand and turned Fu's mother over, Fu's mother looked as usual, there was no abnormality, Jiang Wuqi checked Fu's mother's breath, it was steady.

He raised his voice and said, "It's like returning home, everything is normal, just come here."

After a while, Feng Rugui threw himself into Jiang Wuqi's arms.

Jiang Wuqi stroked Feng Rugui's hair, looked at the mouth of the well and said, "The mouth of the well has been cast with a spell, it seems to be based on the emperor's heart and soul just now, so he can't get out, otherwise He is almost heavenly, how could he be trapped and die here."

Feng Rugui came out of Jiang Wuqi's arms, and slapped the mouth of the well with his palm, but the magic of the well did not block his palm.

He put away the ghostly aura in his palm, looked sideways at Jiang Wuqi who was standing tall, and said with a smile: "Wuqi, let's go."

Jiang Wuqi carried Fu's mother on his back, and hugged Feng Rugui again, before jumping into the well.

The well water soon submerged into the nasal cavity, making it impossible to breathe.

After a while, Jiang Wuqi had already swam to the mouth of the well in the human world. When he got out of the well, he put down Fu's mother, and lowered his head to ask Feng Rugui, "Are you all right?"

Feng Rugui didn't answer, so he went to see Fu's mother first, saw Fu's mother coughing a few times, then woke up, and then said coquettishly to Jiang Wuqi: "I have something to do, I can hardly breathe, if you don't kiss me, I will It was about to suffocate.

Jiang Wuqi laughed, raised Feng Rugui's chin with his left hand, pressed Feng Rugui's lower back with his right hand, and then covered his lips.

Feng Rugui immediately opened his lips, sticking out his soft tongue to seduce Jiang Wuqi.

Feng Rugui's tongue brushed the seam of his lips lightly, Jiang Wuqi opened his mouth to hold the tongue tip on the tip of his teeth, and swallowed it mouthful.

Afterwards, Feng Rugui tasted the taste of Jiang Wuqi's mouth, which he liked very much.

When he was young, Jiang Wuqi pushed Feng Rugui's soft tongue, followed the guidance of the soft tongue, sneaked into Feng Rugui's mouth, lightly touched the teeth and every inch of the oral mucosa, and then concentrated on entanglement with the soft tongue.

Feng Rugui's waist was a little weak, and the part that was pressed by Jiang Wuqi's right hand was even more so soft.

"Wuqi... um..." He couldn't help moaning, and wrapped his hands around Jiang Wuqi's waist in a daze.

After kissing for a while, Jiang Wuqi let go of Feng Rugui, and patted Feng Rugui's back lightly for him.

Feng Rugui's cheeks were blushing, and he caught Jiang Wuqi's eyebrows with charming eyes and said, "Wuqi, don't forget that you have confessed to me and promised that I will return to vulgarity for me and be with me. marriage."

Jiang Wuqi caressed Feng Rugui's back carefully, and said with a gentle smile, "Are you still afraid that Pindao will go back on his word?"

Feng Rugui snorted softly, and boasted: "I am unparalleled in appearance, high in cultivation, and innumerable gold and silver treasures. How can you be a stinky Taoist priest?"

Jiang Wuqi bit the corner of Feng Rugui's lips, and asked, "Is it really not rare?"

Feng Rugui replied in one breath, "It's not rare."

Jiang Wuqi let go of his breath and said, "It's not rare, I will leave now."

Feng Rugui had no choice but to say frankly: "I think you returned to vulgarity for me, married me, and spent that wedding night with you. You already knew the comfort of my body, kissed me, touched me, You have seen me naked, even with that thing in it, you must take responsibility."

Jiang Wuqi took the kiss as an oath: "Poverty will return to vulgarity for you, marry you, and stay with you for the rest of my life."

Feng Rugui was indulging in Jiang Wuqi's kiss, and after a long while, he confessed breathlessly: "Wuqi, I am happy with you."

Jiang Wuqi also confessed: "If you are at home, the poor will also be happy with you."

When the voice fell to the ground, he leaned closer to Feng Rugui's ear and said, "A few days ago, Pindao kissed you deeply and slept on the same bed with you, so he uncontrollably stripped your clothes and pressed you under him." Wanton bullying, Pindao often has to silently recite the Concentration and Peace of Mind formula. At first, the Concentration and Concentration formula can be effective after a single silent recitation, but as time goes on, Pindao has to recite silently in order to control himself .If you return home, Pindao is already fascinated by you, so you don't need to feel uneasy."

"En." Feng Rugui nodded, and rubbed Jiang Wuqi's heart again, "Kiss me again."

Jiang Wuqi then kissed Feng Rugui's lips again. These lips and the inside of his mouth were far sweeter and greasy than honey, which made him want to stop, and every time he kissed, he would become more infatuated with it.

It was dusk at this moment, and Feng Rugui's favorite Huoshaoyun scorched a large area of ​​the sky, and the warm light poured down and spread over the two of them.

Feng Rugui was bearing Jiang Wuqi's fiery kiss, but he had no time to appreciate the burning clouds, but his body was consistent with the vast expanse of sky, and his muscles, bones and skin were softened by the heat.

He liked Jiang Wuqi, and now the Jiang Wuqi he liked was kissing him.