Vicious female supporting role, gender male

Now he was just a wisp of ghostly smoke.

He was reluctant to leave, stared at Chen Qingxi for a long time, and couldn't help but want to kiss Chen Qingxi.

He moved a little closer, but Chen Qingxi suddenly turned over, causing him to back away suddenly in shock.

If he is still a living person, his heart must be throbbing almost to burst?

Unfortunately, he is no longer alive.

Chen Qingxi opened her lips and teeth, as if she was muttering something, but he couldn't hear anything.

He really wanted to hear Chen Qingxi's voice, he had hardly heard Chen Qingxi's voice in the past few days, even if what she said was not pleasant to him, it didn't matter.

He moved closer again and called out in a low voice: "Qingxi, Qingxi..."

If the ghost aura was abundant, his voice would naturally be heard by the living, but right now his ghost aura is too weak.

He sighed lowly, lowered his lips, and made a kissing gesture an inch away from Chen Qingxi's lips.

"Qingxi, I have never forgotten you, do you still remember me?" He wandered around Chen Qingxi, unwilling to leave for a long time.

I don't know how many hours later, the moon star was sparse outside, and the moonlight softly streamed in through the cracks in the curtain that trembled as the carriage moved forward, and it happened to spread on Chen Qing's west face.

In fact, Chen Qingxi's appearance was not much different from what it was before October 39, [-], but she was a little more mature and weathered by the years, making her look even more charming.

This is his Qingxi...

——No, this used to be his Qingxi, the Chen Qingxi in front of her no longer belonged to him, the Chen Qingxi in front of her already belonged to his wife.

He was thinking wildly, and his mind was filled with the past time he spent with Chen Qingxi. For a while, he couldn't get rid of it. Sometimes he laughed like a fool, and sometimes he was on the verge of tears.

No matter whether he is happy or sad, what expression or posture he is in, it seems that he is just a ghostly aura.

He suddenly heard Chen Qingxi groan, her face showed pain, she pressed her heart with one hand, and covered her lips and teeth with the other.

Then, he saw Chen Qingxi desperately opened her eyelids, and the hand holding her heart was struggling to reach into the skirt of her clothes.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Qingxi took out a medicine bottle, intending to uncork the bottle and take out the pills, but she couldn't. During a violent jolt of the carriage, the medicine bottle rolled down from the palm of her weak hand. To the corner of the carriage.

Chen Qingxi struggled to pick up the medicine bottle, it was clearly an extremely easy movement, yet it took Chen Qingxi almost an incense stick of effort to complete it.

But this cork couldn't be opened no matter how hard Chen Qingxi tried, and a tiny cork turned out to be as heavy as a thousand pounds.

Therefore, Chen Qingxi had no choice but to call for help.

It was already late at night and there was complete silence, but the sound of the wheels was easily covered up by Chen Qingxi's weak cry for help.

Chen Qing's west face was as white as paper, she couldn't do anything except call for help.

Of course Chen Qingxi's followers would not disturb him in the middle of the night, and they certainly would not know that he was wandering in the gate of hell.

During this period, even though Ming Ye knew that he could not touch the real thing, he still kept grabbing the medicine bottle.

Seeing that Chen Qingxi was about to faint, he rushed out of the carriage and wanted to find someone to rescue Chen Qingxi, but the two coachmen and four followers, a total of six people, none of them could perceive his existence.

He desperately wanted to transform into his original form, but he was still unable to do so.

He went back to the carriage, staring at the blood flowing from Chen Qingxi's five fingers, he felt like he was breaking out in a cold sweat, but he was helpless, he could only watch Chen Qingxi cough up blood.

—but why is he sweating?

Due to stagnant breathing, Chen Qingxi coughed even worse, the coughed up blood flowed from his lips to his chin, and then spread to his body, as if to dye him into a bloody man before he could stop.

Chen Qingxi couldn't stand up and had to crawl towards the curtain of the car bit by bit.

By the way, he still has someone who can call for help.

Thinking like this, Ming Ye returned to Feng Rugui and Jiang Wuqi's carriage as quickly as possible.

Feng Rugui was sleeping peacefully in Jiang Wuqi's arms, Jiang Wuqi saw Ming Ye, and he understood: "But what happened?"

Ming Ye said anxiously: "Qing Xi is coughing up blood!"

Jiang Wuqi asked calmly, "Qing Xi coughed up blood, what do you want?"

"I hope the Taoist priest can save Qingxi." Ming Ye briefly described the situation just now, and begged, "I will never forget the kindness of the Taoist priest."

Jiang Wuqi avoided the seriousness and said lightly: "You can't summon Chen Qingxi's entourage yourself, let them feed Chen Qingxi medicine, so do you want Pindao to help you?"

——Chen Qingxi's hemoptysis is probably terminally ill, and there is no way to save it, at most it's just a delay.

Ming Ye nodded heavily: "I thank the Taoist priest first."

For some reason, Feng Rugui woke up at this moment. He stared at Ming Ye intently, and said word by word: "If you want to save Chen Qingxi, you can do it yourself. Wuqi won't help you."

Being rejected by Feng Rugui, Ming Ye said in despair: "I can't even change my original shape, how can I save Qingxi?"

"A mere trifle is easy for me." Feng Ru returned to his words, lowered his head and bit his index finger without hesitation, and dotted Ming Ye's eyebrows with his own blood. Right now, Ming Ye is clearly just a wisp of smoke. The location of the point is not bad at all.

In the blink of an eye, Ming Ye turned back into a poor accountant, but this time he didn't have any plans in his hands.

He had no time to delay, thanked Feng Rugui, Fang Yao flew towards Chen Qingxi's carriage, suddenly felt his body was heavy, and the next moment, he fell off the carriage, followed by real pain, real pain As if he was still alive.

Feng Rugui ordered the coachman to stop the carriage, so he could get out of the carriage, walked in front of Ming Ye, helped Ming Ye up, brushed the sand off his face, and said helplessly: "You are walking too fast, I can't make it in time Let me tell you in detail, after you have my blood, you already have a physical body, and you will be like a living person in three days, you will have to eat and drink, and you will no longer have to be afraid of the sun; but you will no longer be like a ghost, flying, wearing thing."

"A living person?" Ming Ye was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked towards her aching left hand, and she really saw that there was a scratch on that left hand, and there was blood bleeding out.

At the same time, he was even more doubtful about Feng Rugui's origin, but because he believed that Feng Rugui would not harm him, and Chen Qingxi's life was in danger and there was no time to delay, he immediately asked Feng Rugui, "Please trouble me to bring me back." I'll take a ride."

Chen Qingxi's carriage was so far away from them that they couldn't see it with naked eyes alone.

Feng Rugui responded to Xia Mingye's request, and after a while, their carriage was only ten feet away from Chen Qingxi's carriage.

The coachman of the Chen residence saw a carriage chasing him up, and said that he was dazzled, the road was very remote, and it was already late at night, apart from the two carriages of the Chen residence, there should be no other carriages beside him.

But the man unexpectedly said: "Master Chen is ill!"

The coachman didn't believe it at first, but seeing the serious expression on the man's face, he didn't seem to be lying, so just in case, he opened the curtain of the carriage and took a look inside.

This look frightened him almost fell off the seat, he pulled the rein and stopped the carriage, the driver of the carriage next to him and his four attendants also heard Ming Ye's words, and stopped after seeing this .

Ming Ye saw Chen Qingxi's carriage stop, jumped off his unsteady carriage in a panic, and ran towards Chen Qingxi desperately.

He passed the followers, got into the carriage, picked up Chen Qingxi who was half unconscious, let Chen Qingxi lean in his arms, and pointedly opened Chen Qingxi's fingers and took the medicine bottle from Chen Qingxi's palm He took it out, bit open the cork with his teeth, poured out a pill, then opened Chen Qingxi's jaw, and fed the pill into Chen Qingxi's mouth.

Chen Qingxi's mouth was full of blood, and the pill was immediately washed out by the blood and fell to the ground.

Ming Ye had no choice but to suck the blood out of Chen Qingxi's mouth, spit it out on a handkerchief, swallowed another pill, kissed Chen Qingxi's lips, and opened Chen Qingxi's teeth with the tip of her tongue , pushed the pill in.

The followers had never seen Ming Ye before, although they knew that Ming Ye's actions were to save Chen Qingxi, but because Ming Ye was really weird, they raised their swords and pointed out the vital points of Ye.

One of the attendants asked, "Who are you?"

Who am I?

Ming Ye asked himself, but he didn't know how to answer.

At this time, Feng Rugui Shi Shiran got the carriage, raised his fingers and brushed away the gleaming sword's edge one by one.

Seeing that there was no blood on the blade, the attendants were shocked, and at the same time struck at Feng Rugui in tacit understanding.

How could the four sword lights hurt Feng Rugui, Feng Rugui dodged past, and then neatly tapped the wrists of the four of them lightly.

The four of them didn't have time to feel the slightest strangeness, but the long swords were released from their hands, and they all fell to the ground with a clang.

Feng Rugui glanced at Ming Ye, then pointed to his carriage not far away, and said, "I'm in that carriage, if you need something, you can come and find me."

After finishing speaking, he used his body skills, returned to the carriage, threw himself into Jiang Wuqi's arms, and then brought the index finger bitten by himself to Jiang Wuqi's lips, and said coquettishly, "Wuqi, lick it."

Jiang Wuqi opened his mouth and put the index finger in his mouth, licked it, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Feng Rugui is used to pain, and only called out pain when teasing Jiang Wuqi. This time, to him, it doesn't even count as an injury, so it doesn't hurt at all, but Jiang Wuqi definitely hopes that he can answer "pain". .

Jiang Wuqi sensed Feng Rugui's hesitation, so he stretched out his hand to caress Feng Rugui's back and said, "Pin Dao knows you don't hurt at all, but Pin Dao really does."

Feng Rugui put his free left hand into Jiang Wuqi's lapel, caressing the flesh of Jiang Wuqi's heart, hooked his lips and said with a smile, "Do you want me to lick it?"

Before Jiang Wuqi could answer, he took out his index finger from Jiang Wuqi's mouth, and then parted Jiang Wuqi's skirt, exposing the flesh of his heart.

He lowered his head to lick the flesh of the heart until it turned red and hot, and then he let it go.

On that side, because of Feng Rugui's prestige in front of the four entourages, and Ming Ye did not do anything to harm Chen Qingxi, the four entourages did not dare to act rashly and stood in a stalemate with Ming Ye.

Chen Qingxi didn't wake up, and wanted to guard Chen Qingxi tomorrow night, so she said to her followers: "I guarantee with my life that I won't hurt Master Chen at all, let's move on together."

The carriage that Chen Qingxi was riding in was not spacious, so the two of them who were more skilled got into Chen Qingxi's carriage, while the other two went back to their own carriage.

The carriage suddenly crowded, and Ming Ye instinctively hugged Chen Qingxi tightly, and it took him a long time to realize that it was Chen Qingxi who was in his arms, and just now to feed Chen Qingxi medicine, he kissed Chen Qingxi.

He should be far away from Chen Qingxi, right?

After all, Chen Qingxi was no longer his Qingxi, but his hands and his body were not as he wished.