Cheng Moji

Leng Xin and the two lightly and carefully touched the elegant bamboo building in the bamboo forest. Before they got close to the bamboo building, Dongfang Ying, who was hiding in the tree, had already seen a blurred red shadow in the courtyard of the bamboo building. A person is a female devil, but at that moment, she seemed to be just an ordinary woman.Holding the red dress she had washed in her hand, she was standing on the line in the yard to dry, like a secluded woman in the world, with the kindness of motherly love, the terror on her body fell off one by one, Dongfang Ying was fascinated, slightly Startled, seeing Leng Xin jumping forward and continuing to hide, he came back to his senses.Indeed, what Dongfang lacked since he was a child is this kind of maternal love. Although his father treated him with care like a mother, the feeling was completely different from the feeling he had when he saw other children being held by their mother and talking and laughing. A kind of tenderness that I lack and envy.

Dongfang Ying followed Leng Xin and continued to jump closer to the bamboo building, and now she could see it more clearly.The woman from washing clothes, washing clothes to wringing water, drying clothes, the whole process is elegant and moving, the sweat on the face slides, with a trace of fatigue, and the sweat on the face is lightly brushed with hands, this is a warm scene of a woman doing housework .Dongfang Ying stared in a daze, the red streamer of the dress was dancing under the breeze, what a harmonious picture!At this moment, this situation and this scene - it is the beautiful scenery with beautiful mountains and rivers - but Dongfang Ying noticed a subtle detail. After washing the clothes, the woman stood in the yard and looked at the sky in the distance. White clouds floated by. Slightly melancholy, it is easy to bring people into a ray of memories of the past.What is she thinking?Dongfang Ying has a picture of memory, when he was a child, when his father was not at home, he was sitting on the top of the mountain watching the setting sun and mist, and thinking about his mother. At that time, he had countless imaginations, but there was nothing definite. These ideas gradually dilute as they grow up.At this moment, when I recalled it again, I always wondered if my mother would look like her?

The woman walked into the bamboo building obsessively, and went to the empty courtyard. Dongfang came back from meditation again, and the cold heart was the one who was more cautious and calm throughout the whole process. Taking advantage of this moment, he jumped directly to the top of the bamboo building. In the rear, the towering part of the building can just cover his figure. When the woman walked out of the yard, she didn't see Leng Xin, but Dongfang Ying, who was in the tall trees on the side, could observe Leng Xin's every move.Leng Xin was leaning her ears on the roof, listening to every move here.

Recalling every move of the woman in red before, Dongfang Ying was thinking: What is it for?I feel that this female devil is not as ruthless as she appears. At this moment, it seems that she is just an ordinary woman. What kind of obsession allows her to walk through the monsters alone and do bloody and brutal deeds?Why is she associated with her father's breath?

Ever since Feng Qiwu had a good understanding with Dongfang Bloodline, she can more or less understand what Dongfang Ying is thinking. The more she understands this little boy, the more she wants to care about him, just like her sister.Dongfang Ying saw Leng Xin turning her head towards him, only then did she realize that Feng Qiwu had floated out of the spiritual weapon and stood behind him, watching the scene that made him dazed, a smile curled up at the corner of her mouth.The smiling Feng Qiwu was not common, and there was some warmth in his aloofness.As soon as she appeared in this life, she was forced to be connected with Dongfang Ying's blood line, and her fate was integrated. After a long time, she put a little emotion on Dongfang.And Leng Xin knew this, so he also shouldered the task of protecting Dongfang without hesitation.Helplessly, Feng Qiwu didn't like to see foxes in his last life, and his hatred hasn't disappeared. In this life, when he encounters a flower-picking thief, he doesn't like him even more.

After entering the room, I saw that the woman had done some meticulous makeup and dressing up, and her long hair that was originally loose was now tied into a clean and courageous reverse-style "knife bun", with a plum blossom on her forehead and an elegant red The skirt has a queen-like look that cannot be ignored, the red and black lips are full of domineering, and if there is a cold tone, there is no aura of "beauties are ruthless characters".When Dongfang Ying looked at it again, she no longer had the warm scene just now, but remembered the cold scene when the female devil was killing people with a giant python, and a creepy aura emerged from within.After she moved away in an instant, Leng Xin jumped from the roof to the courtyard, beckoned Dongfang and Qiwu to go over together, and walked into the bamboo building.The bottles and cans in the house have long since disappeared, only the red clothes drying in the yard indicate that someone has lived there before. Dongfang Ying went to the room in the bamboo building and went up to the attic on the second floor to find this women's boudoir, wooden bed, Bronze mirrors, dressing tables, and wardrobes are simple, but fresh and elegant, and match the temperament of a woman in clothes.Dongfang Ying came out and said: "The utensils in the room have been emptied, I'm afraid this woman will not come back here after tonight. I always feel that the woman's conspiracy is more than that simple." Nodding coldly, said: "Let's go and Let's meet Dugu! I'm afraid this female devil is headed in the direction of the devil general."

Leng Xin was about to call out to Feng Qiwu, only to see that she had turned into a red shadow, gradually retracting into the spiritual weapon at Dongfang Ying's waist.