I can't get enough to feed you

Did she steal, she didn't steal.But her heart is indeed not with Commander Zhang. She is Commander Zhang's concubine, but she is only a concubine, a slave, a servant, she has nothing, she only has her own heart.

But she was also afraid of death, so she could only lay down on the ground and mourn: "Master, I didn't steal, I really didn't! Please believe me!"

Commander Zhang stared at the concubine on the ground. Looking around, the fifteenth concubine is naturally a beauty, but it has been a year since the beauty entered the house. After two months, he was already tired of crookedness, and when Shiliu entered the door, he was younger and fresher, and his love for the fifteenth wife could be ignored.

What's more, Commander Zhang thought he was an upright man, why should a man worry about not having a wife, why would he worry about not having a woman, no matter how the fifteenth concubine looked at it, it seemed that he had put a green hat on his upstanding man.

Commander Zhang thought very openly, he was only allowed to betray the world, there is no such thing as the world betraying him, not to mention his aunts and wives have always been considered nothing in his eyes, they are just raised playthings.

So it was just a suspicion, Commander Zhang also took out his gun decisively, and said straight to the fifteenth wife: "Say! Who is the mistress! Don't say that I will kill you!"

Aunt Fifteen fell down on the ground, those words written, those things she referred to as operas, were indeed full of lovesickness.

But this lovesickness is unacceptable. She is still young. Although she has been completely disappointed in men, she is still crazy after singing too many operas. As precious as a pearl, take her away from this endless cage.

But after all, I couldn’t take it away, and the fifteenth aunt wailed: "No, no one, these are all things I wrote casually when I was bored! Master, they wronged me, and you have to wrong me, put on an unnecessary hat !"

Commander Zhang nodded, and he smiled with a sinister and indifferent smile. Commander Zhang said, "I just wronged you, so what?"

The next second, there was a "bang", and the thirteenth concubine and another concubine whom Meng Xiaojiang didn't recognize covered their mouths together. , a girl of only twenty-eight years old, was lying on her pipa, motionless.

The red one was her blood, and the white one was her brains. The splashed thing splashed all over the floor and splashed her pipa.

Her eyes are still open, and she is still full of sadness and hesitation. She finally died without waiting for someone to take her away. This life will not end well.

"Little Ginger!"

Meng Xiaojiang sighed in his heart seeing this, seeing this cannibalistic society, knowing that human life is worthless, and he has always known it.

Ji Xuanyuan called him by his ear, his arm was pulled, Ji Xuanyuan pulled him back a step, the day was sunny, the fifteenth concubine, Commander Zhang, and the thirteenth concubine were all gone, and there was another familiar picture in front of him. The face of the evil spirit was facing him, only a gap away from him, squinting his eyes and looking at him suspiciously.

Meng Xiaojiang was taken aback by the face at such a close distance. With a "hoo", Ji Xuanyuan carried him into his arms and patted his back. Because of his small stature, he fell into his arms. Xuanyuan also felt that it was very interesting, as if hugging a doll, so he coaxed twice: "Oh, don't be afraid, don't be afraid!"

Meng Xiaojiang scolded her in her heart, the color on the evil spirit's body was too pale for the naked eye to catch, she looked at Meng Xiaojiang, looked at Ji Xuanyuan, she floated back to Zhang Mingyuan, knelt by Zhang Mingyuan's side, she stretched out her hand Gently touched Zhang Mingyuan's face.

Meng Xiaojiang's heart moved: "You wrote those words to Master Zhang Er?"

Ji Xuanyuan said: "Who knows, of course you have to ask the original owner."

Meng Xiaojiang looked at the evil spirit, saw her swaying shadow like a dream, looked at her like the morning dew, crumbling before dawn, and about to dissipate like smoke.

Meng Xiaojiang sighed, and said straightly: "Be a good person in your next life, cast a good pregnancy, don't suffer so much."

After he finished speaking, the evil spirit couldn't even maintain its human form, but both Ji Xuanyuan and Meng Xiaojiang could clearly feel that the evil spirit turned sideways, and a beam of disillusioned eyes stared at the two of them. body.

"What else do you want to say?" Ji Xuanyuan poked out the tip of his tongue slightly, licked his lips lightly, and narrowed his eyes. He had no sympathy or embarrassment for the evil spirit. Ling, she also had human blood on her hands.

"I have nothing to say." The evil spirit said softly, the words were already floating and not very clear, like the sound coming with the wind from thousands of miles away, and it only needs to take a light breath to dissipate.

"Little friend..." The dying spirit suddenly spoke softly, and Meng Xiaojiang subconsciously thought that the spirit was talking to him.

Sure enough, the evil spirit asked in the next moment: "Next life? Be a good person in the next life? But I'm just a spirit, how can I have a next life? If I just disappear, will I really disappear?"

"..." Meng Xiaojiang was speechless, her heart suddenly tightened with sadness, because this is not his destination.

He has no life, no death, no death, no death, he has already escaped from the six realms of reincarnation, Meng Xiaojiang often suspects that if he dies, there will be reincarnation in the next life, he thinks, there should be no.If he died, he was really dead.

"Hehehe..." The evil spirit didn't see Meng Xiaojiang's reply, it couldn't wait, and it was too late, she lay on Zhang Mingyuan's body, and the future could touch the hem of this man's clothes, and she disappeared in the night like smoke fade away.

At that moment, the girl's young voice was still singing, and her consciousness was still thinking, thinking of that innocent smiling face like a child, asking her: "Why are you so sad?"

She sang: "Empty, I'm deeply lovesick and sick, why should he look at him when he is about to leave. Hugh said that he is a small student, even a man of iron and stone, and he wants to provoke—"

It came to an abrupt end.

Meng Xiaojiang looked again, but there was nothing there, she disappeared with the wind.

"It's not easy for her." Meng Xiaojiang stepped forward, pulled Zhang Mingyuan up from the ground, resisted easily, and carried him onto his shoulders.

Zhang Mingyuan's stomach was supported by his shoulders, and he was taller than Meng Xiaojiang, so his legs and head were almost dragged to the ground.Meng Xiaojiang had no compassion for Young Master Zhang, so he carried the man outside like this. Ji Xuanyuan put his hands in his pockets and looked at Meng Xiaojiang, who was neither a human nor a ghost, neither a demon nor a spirit, and grinned a half-smile He stretched out a bright red tongue and licked it around his lips.

Ji Xuanyuan thought, it's a pity, he doesn't know what Meng Xiaojiang's background is, and he really wants to taste what he doesn't know, but it's still a pity, Meng Xiaojiang's taste is extremely rancid, and it's true that he can't taste it or swallow it. of.

Ji Xuanyuan sighed, deeply feeling that it was a great pity in the world that he could not taste Meng Xiaojiang's taste. With this regret, he walked over, stretched his hand forward, and Commander Zhang who fell on the ground flew over from the air.

Ji Xuanyuan grabbed Commander Zhang's belt with one hand, and carried Commander Zhang lightly as if he was carrying a piece of cargo. He hummed a little tune, thinking of five small gold bars, fifty thousand oceans, and Changing some food, he drool happily, happily carried Commander Zhang and walked out behind Meng Xiaojiang, humming a song.