Vicious female supporting role, gender male

In the early morning of the next day, the two of them washed up, had breakfast, and were about to go to Jiang Wuqi's master's gate. As soon as they left the inn, they saw the ghostly aura they had seen last night shrinking in the shadow of the corner.

As soon as the ghostly spirit saw Feng Rugui and Jiang Wuqi, it said in a low voice, "I'm sorry yesterday, after I left, did Qing Xi show up?"

Feng Rugui stopped in his tracks, shook his head and said, "We have never seen Qing Xi before."

"After I die, maybe Qingxi has already forgotten me." The swaying ghostly aura should be very sad.

Feng Rugui took a step forward, gathered the wisp of ghost energy under his shadow, and asked in a low voice, "How long has it been since you passed away?"

That wisp of ghostly energy pondered for a long time: "I just turned back from the underworld to the mortal world last night, and I don't even know how many days have passed since my death."

Feng Rugui pointed out: "One day in the underworld is equivalent to eight days in the earth, you can calculate it."

The wisp of ghostly spirit suddenly discouraged and said: "I stayed in the underworld for nearly five years before I was allowed to return to Yangjian. If it were the time in Yangjian, wouldn't it be nearly 40 years? I eloped with Qingxi At that time, Qingxi was twenty and five years old, and now Qingxi should be sixty and five years old, I don't know if he is still in this world, if he is still, do you know if he still remembers me?"

Feng Rugui comforted: "Since Qing Xi is willing to elope with you, he must have a deep affection for you. Presumably, even if you have passed away for a long time, he will still remember you."

"Thank you." The ghostly aura seemed to show a smile, "When it gets dark, I will go to Beijing to find him."

"I hope everything goes well for you." After Feng Rugui finished speaking, he took Jiang Wuqi's hand and walked forward.

He walked a few steps and looked back, the ghostly aura curled up quietly, almost wanting to merge with the shadow.

He couldn't help but walked back again and asked, "Why didn't you go into the house to hide?"

That wisp of ghostly energy said naturally: "I am already a ghost, and the yin energy is too heavy. Going into the house to hide, one is easy to pollute the mortal's room, making the weak and young sick; It’s not good. If it wasn’t for looking for Qingxi, I definitely wouldn’t have set foot in that inn room yesterday.”

Feng Rugui asked: "As the sun sets to the west, the place where you are will be exposed to direct sunlight, what will you do then?"

"Get over it." The ghostly air said firmly, "I just hope that the sun will not be too strong later, but it's okay if it is too strong, at most it will hurt a little. For Qingxi, I will definitely be able to get through it, and it won't be easy. The soul flies away."

Feng Rugui's original body was full of sins, and he should have done good deeds to offset his sins. What's more, he couldn't bear to hear what the ghost said, so he raised his head to look at Jiang Wuqi.

Jiang Wuqi understood, called out the whisk, and said to the wisp of ghost energy, "Just get yourself inside this whisk, it can protect you from the sun's rays."

The ghostly spirit refused and said: "Thank you for your kindness, I won't delay the two of you, and you don't need to pay attention to me."

In order to persuade the wisp of ghost, Feng Rugui said with a smile: "My husband and I are also going to the capital, just drop in, bringing you will not delay our efforts, and we are not mortals, so we are not afraid of you." ghostly."

——Jiang Wuqi's master's school is located in Tanyun Mountain, about fifty miles away from here, but the capital is thousands of miles away from Tanyun Mountain.

As soon as the ghostly spirit heard Feng Rugui calling Jiang Wuqi his husband, he immediately said: "You two seem to be a good match, and it makes me feel envious."

After a while, he suddenly realized again and said: "No wonder you all slept on the same bed yesterday. I was so focused on looking for Qingxi, I didn't remember it for a while."

Being pointed out that he was sharing the bed with Jiang Wuqi, Feng Rugui immediately became shy, covered his face, walked straight forward, and said: "Let's go."

Thank you for that ray of ghost energy, and according to Jiang Wuqi's words, he possessed himself in the whisk.

Jiang Wuqi persisted in his whisk, looked back, and saw that Feng Rugui was heading towards Fengyi Township, so he called Feng Rugui: "Rugui, go east, and you will be the capital."

Feng Rugui obediently returned to Jiang Wuqi's side, smiled embarrassingly and said, "I made a mistake for a while."

Jiang Wuqi held Feng Rugui's hand, and said softly, "If you are here, I will not teach you to get lost."

Feng Rugui's heart skipped a beat, it was clear that the words were not ambiguous, but he felt that he was being teased by Jiang Wuqi.

After being teased, it is time to tease him back.

He immediately stood on tiptoe, put Jiang Wuqi's ear in his mouth, rubbed it with the tip of his tongue, and said with a hot breath: "It's a long way to go to the capital, and it's a pity that your time to see yourself and me will be delayed. .”

Jiang Wuqi's ears turned red in response, but Feng Rugui deliberately touched the roots of his ears with his lips, and then retreated.

Then, Feng Rugui said with an innocent face: "Wuqi, why are your ears so red? Could it be that you have a fever?"

As he spoke, he stood on tiptoe again, and pressed his forehead against Jiang Wuqi's, and then, he sprinkled all his breath on Jiang Wuqi's face calmly.

Jiang Wuqi didn't know what to do with Feng Rugui, he was three points helpless, and seven points sweetly called "Rugui", but couldn't utter a word.

"It doesn't seem to be hot, so why is your ear so?" Feng Rugui refused to let it go, but reached out and pulled Jiang Wuqi's left side of his clothes a little, exposing a section of collarbone, and said in surprise , "Wuqi, you are no longer a child, why can't you even wear Deluo well?"

Jiang Wuqi had no choice but to persuade him: "In broad daylight, don't bully the poor."

Although it was in broad daylight, Feng Rugui was reluctant to pull Jiang Wuqi's lapel for others to see if there was no one around, and the ghostly aura stayed in the whisk, unable to see what was going on outside.

Hearing this, Feng Rugui pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Can you let me bully you if it's not in broad daylight?"

He suddenly corrected: "It's not bullying, I'm teasing you."

Jiang Wuqi nodded indulgently and said, "Whether it's bullying or teasing, as long as it is imposed by you, the poor will accept it willingly."

From what he said, he was clearly no different from a disciple.

"You are still so confused." Feng Rugui acted like a disciple, and even conjured up a vulgar folding fan with a gold border, provoking Jiang Wuqi's jaw, "How can you tonight?" Don't try to escape."

In fact, is he being treated lightly in the street?

Jiang Wuqi thought about this, the roots of his ears turned red again.

Seeing Jiang Wuqi's acquiescence, Feng Rugui said triumphantly: "Let's go, go to the capital, and when you come back from the capital, you will be my man."

Being in a crowded place, they couldn't use their agility, so the two of them managed to walk fifty miles a day, and at night, after dinner, they took a rest in an inn.

Even though the money is tighter than before, the housing cost is nothing to Feng Rugui, so in order to bully, tease, and frivolous Jiang Wuqi, he specially asked for two guest rooms, one of which was specially used to house Fuchen. The wisp of ghost inside.

Feng Rugui snatched the whisk from Jiang Wuqi's hand, put it on the bed, then closed the door, pulled Jiang Wuqi's wrist, and went to the adjacent room.

The door was about to close, so he pressed Jiang Wuqi against the door and kissed it. At the same time, he stretched out his hand to pull De Luo on Jiang Wuqi's body.

Jiang Wuqi was caught off guard by Feng Rugui and invaded his mouth, and after a while, he was seduced by Feng Rugui's soft tongue and touched Feng Rugui's oral mucosa.

Feng Rugui still had the taste of the sweet-scented osmanthus and chestnut soup in his mouth, once he tasted it, it was sweet and delicious.

Before he knew it, Jiang Wuqi had regained the initiative from Feng Rugui. Feng Rugui lost his mind after being kissed, and the hand that went to untie Jiang Wuqi's waistband didn't know what to do. His hands even took the initiative to hook Jiang Wuqi's back of the neck.

After a kiss, Jiang Wuqi's clothes can still be considered neat, but Feng Rugui's clothes are already messy.

Feng Rugui didn't look like a disciple in the daytime at all, his willow eyes were lowered slightly, and every inch of his exposed muscles and bones were full of beauty, it seemed that Jiang Wuqi had bullied him terribly.

"Sorry." Jiang Wuqi stretched out his hand to caress the back of Feng Rugui's head, and hugged Feng Rugui into his arms.

Feng Rugui was panting violently while beating Jiang Wuqi's heart, aggrieved and annoyed, "I should be the one who bullies you, but why did you bully me?"

Jiang Wuqi was clumsy with his tongue, and didn't know how to answer at all. After thinking for a long time, he said, "Sorry, Pindao didn't do it on purpose."

Feng Rugui had already recovered his breath, and said arrogantly: "As compensation, you first take off all your clothes, and then comb my hair."

What does unfading clothes have to do with combing hair?

Jiang Wuqi was full of doubts, but he still followed his words.

For a moment, Jiang Wuqi stood naked in front of Feng Rugui, apart from the red and hot ears, Jiang Wuqi was quite calm, but Feng Rugui instinctively turned around and sat in front of the table.

Jiang Wuqi lightly took off several emerald tinnies from Feng Rugui's bun, and then untied the bun again. Feng Rugui's long hair fell down in an instant, like splashed ink, making Feng Rugui's skin almost transparent .

Feng Rugui trembled slightly, letting Jiang Wuqi comb with his fingers.

He originally asked Jiang Wuqi to take off all his clothes so that he could be more frivolous than Jiang Wuqi when Jiang Wuqi combed his hair, but now he dared not do anything.

Every time he saw Jiang Wuqi naked, Feng Rugui would feel shy, but he was far from the boldness he showed.

He took a low breath, tentatively stroked Jiang Wuqi's waist, and went up from the waist to the heart, and then from the heart to the throat.

The scar on Jiang Wuqi's throat was thanks to him, it has faded a lot, but it is still slightly raised.

Feng Rugui stood up and kissed the scar, but Jiang Wuqi misunderstood: "Rugui, has your addiction flared up again?"

"No." Feng Rugui shook his head and said, "I just want to kiss this scar, you don't have to worry."

Jiang Wuqi breathed a sigh of relief, "You haven't had that addiction for a long time."

Feng Rugui's addiction had no regularity in attacking before, not only would it occur when Feng Rugui lost too much blood and he was in a thick bloody environment, or when he was in a mountain of corpses, it would also occur for no reason.

The last time Feng Rugui had an attack was the time when he bumped into Yu Wenfeng and Tu He's house was full of people, and it has been nearly five months.

Gradually, Feng Rugui's addiction won't recur, will it?

Jiang Wuqi hoped so much, when he was young, Feng Rugui, who had temporarily overcome his shyness, pushed him down on the bed, and kissed the wounds one by one.

Jiang Wuqi's cultivation base is profound, and he was rarely injured before meeting Feng Rugui. Now, many of the scars on his body are caused by Feng Rugui, and most of them were suffered after he came out of many illusions. Going to the illusion created by the wormwood grass demon to save Jiang Wuqi's life, he couldn't control his inner breath and ghost energy for a while, so that he lost his mind.

It has been more than eight months since this incident, and most of the scars have long since disappeared.

Feng Rugui licked and kissed the remaining scars on Jiang Wuqi's body one by one, then embraced Jiang Wuqi, and swore: "Wuqi, I will practice hard, and I will never allow myself to lose my mind again."

"You have already apologized for this, and you even left Pindao once for this, as long as you don't leave Pindao again, Pindao will be satisfied." Jiang Wuqi kissed Feng Rugui's hair, and said, "And You did this to save the life of the poor, did you intend to sacrifice yourself? You were afraid that you would hurt the poor, and you never thought of going out of that illusion together with the poor."

"Yeah." Feng Rugui rubbed Jiang Wuqi's collarbone with his forehead, "But you told me 'Feng Rugui, let's live together'."

"From now on, we will live together." Jiang Wuqi's eyebrows and eyes were as gentle as water, staring at Feng Rugui, causing Feng Rugui to give birth to the illusion that he is a rare treasure.

——No, this is not an illusion, as far as Jiang Wuqi is concerned, he is indeed a rare treasure?

Feng Rugui couldn't help confessing, "I'm happy with you."

Jiang Wuqi responded: "Poverty Dao also likes you."

When the words fell to the ground, I don't know who kissed who first, the two kissed each other, and soon, the room was full of beauty.

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Note:

There are many ways to calculate the time conversion between Yin and Yang. Here, the saying of Yin Yin for one day and Yang Jian for eight days comes from "Three Chronicles of Yijian"