Vicious female supporting role, gender male

Jiang Wuqi's heartbeat wrapped in his chest beat against Feng Rugui's cheek, stable and steady, just like Jiang Wuqi.

Those unbearable memories that came to mind gradually faded away, as if they only existed in Feng Rugui's imagination, and had nothing to do with reality at all.

Feng Rugui turned his ears to listen, and the sound of heartbeat entered his ears, urging his heart to tighten suddenly.

He looked down at Jiang Wuqi who was pressed under him, Jiang Wuqi noticed his gaze, and looked at him with those warm eyebrows.

The eyes of the two met, Feng Rugui suddenly withdrew his gaze, and buried his head in Jiang Wuqi's heart again.

After a while, his heart returned to normal, and the body that was compatible with Jiang Wuqi had time to feel the body temperature from Jiang Wuqi.

The temperature of a living person is extremely hot, he half-closed his eyes, and after a long time, he uttered a sentence: "Jiang Wuqi, your body is very warm."

Jiang Wuqi stroked Feng Rugui's back, and said, "It's because your body temperature is too low."

Feng Rugui smiled wryly, "I'm a ghost, so my body temperature is naturally much lower than yours."

Feng Rugui was obviously upset by his own words, Jiang Wuqi explained in a panic: "Pindao has never disliked you as a ghost, nor did he dislike that your body temperature is much lower than mine."

"Well, I see." Feng Rugui lay in Jiang Wuqi's arms for a while, then turned over and sat down on the bed, and said softly, "Jiang Wuqi, thank you for saving my life, thank you for your comfort Me, thank you for not despising me."

Jiang Wuqi got off the bed and saw Feng Rugui's lapel was open to his waist, his heart, waist and abdomen could be seen at a glance, he stretched out his hand and pulled the two lapels, then shook his head and said: "No need to thank you, the poor did not do anything to get you thanks."

Feng Rugui looked up at Jiang Wuqi, pursed his lips and said with a smile: "If you want me not to thank you, I won't thank you. Doesn't it seem that I am too obedient? But I want to thank you."

Feng Rugui got down from the bed, put on the cloud-head brocade shoes, shook Jiang Wuqi's hands again, and said in a straight-faced manner, "Thank you."

Jiang Wuqi smiled helplessly: "Since you insist, Pindao accepts your thanks."

"That's how it should be." Feng Rugui let go of Jiang Wuqi's hand, took off the pearl hairpin, scattered his black hair, turned his back again, tore off the black belt around his waist, and tidied up his red dress. Just put the belt back on.

Jiang Wuqi went to carry the copper basin, glanced at Feng Rugui unintentionally, but immediately caught the butterfly bone leaking from the back of his eyes.

He turned his head subconsciously, picked up the copper basin and was about to leave, but at this moment, his little finger moved slightly.

He hastily put down the copper basin, and said to Feng Rugui, "That female ghost has some strange movements."

Feng Rugui's original makeup had been washed away by the hot and cold sweat just now, he is now sitting in front of the bronze mirror, taking the snail Dai to draw his eyebrows carefully, hearing this, he stood upright Standing up, he said, "I'll go with you."

Jiang Wuqi recalled Feng Rugui's near-death state not long ago, looked at him with worry in his eyes, and said: "Your addiction was so severe before, you'd better rest."

"I'll go with you." After Feng Rugui said each word, he walked up to Jiang Wuqi, grabbed Jiang Wuqi's hand, and gently stroked it, "If I am in danger, I will ask Taoist priest to save me again. I'm back."

Jiang Wuqi hesitated for a while, then said: "You follow the poor way, but you must take your own body as the most important thing, if you can't hold on anymore, you must tell the poor way to listen."

"All right, it's a deal." Feng Rugui groped for Jiang Wuqi's little finger from the back of his hand, hooked it, and walked ahead.

He walked out of his room, and just to be on the safe side, he opened the door and went into the next room to visit the disfigured woman.

The woman was falling asleep, he reached out his hand to touch her forehead, she felt a little high fever, but it shouldn't matter, her breathing was even and steady, as Jiang Wuqi said, she should have passed it.

Feng Rugui glanced at Jiang Wuqi who was walking to his side, nodded slightly, and the two of them left the room together.

In order to prevent any changes, Jiang Wuqi tapped the copper lock with his fingertips, and using the copper lock as an eye, he set up a barrier to surround the room.

Then the two of them left the inn, walked quickly, crossed the crowd, and went out of the city. As soon as they left the city, they just resorted to their own skills and rushed away.

The two of them went straight to the mass grave twenty miles outside the city, and Jiang Wuqi said solemnly, "It's here."

However, while his words were still on his lips, there were countless corpses scrambling up centered on the two of them, and even the smell of corpses pressed over, making people sick.

Most of these corpses have lost their flesh and limbs, and only a few of them can barely see what they looked like before they were alive.

The movements of the corpses were stiff, and because of the mutilated limbs, the poses were quite ridiculous. Some of them, presumably half-weathered, broke into pieces on the ground when they moved.

Feng Rugui was originally an evil spirit, so he ignored the corpses in front of him, moved his fingers slightly, and the corpses were evenly turned into powder one by one, spread out on the ground, a vast expanse of whiteness, as if after a scene The goose feathers are snowing heavily.

But suddenly a gust of wind came, and the powder was swept up, covering the sky and covering the sky, almost blinding the eyes of Feng and Jiang.

Fortunately, the gust of wind stopped in just an instant, and Feng Rugui couldn't help covering his face and coughing lightly, then brushed off the powder stained on his body, before walking, he said: "This female ghost can manipulate corpses, she really has some skills , we need to find her out quickly."

The two searched separately, Feng Rugui searched for a while, but lacked patience, seeing no one around, simply waved his clothes, causing all the corpses present to fly into the air, revealing the original appearance of the wasteland.

——He originally wanted to turn all the corpses into powder, but on the one hand, he was afraid that he would lose his strength later, so he should save some energy; on the other hand, if there were no corpses left in this mass grave, it would be too suspicious.

Jiang Wuqi suddenly saw the corpse flying into the air, so he couldn't help but look back to confirm Feng Rugui's physical condition.

Seeing that Feng Rugui was tall and tall, and seemed to be in good health, Jiang Wuqi concentrated on finding the female ghost trapped in the crow's body.

Because the ground of this wasteland is uneven, most of the weeds on it are higher than the calf, and it is impossible to see them all at a glance, and you have to work hard to push the weeds away. After about a quarter of an hour, Feng Rugui was in a clump of thatch that was as long as his waist. Find the crow.

However, the crow died of anger, with blood all over its body, and its pitch-black feathers fell to the ground. Not far away, there was a rough boulder covered with scarlet winding down, sinking into the mud, dyeing it red up.