The system pits me and destroys the heroine

Si Qinglian is still staying at Xia Ningle's residence, Yu'er is also very well-behaved today, not too noisy, there is still some time before the night, Xia Ningle can't sleep, and has been staring at the willow branches blowing in the wind outside the window.

Si Qinglian was reading a book, drinking a sip of water occasionally, looking leisurely, not at all worried about what kind of danger he would face when he left the Song Mansion tomorrow.

If you are too bored, you will become irritable. Xia Ningle was about to get up and go for a walk. Si Qinglian put down the book in his hand and asked, "Miss Xia can't sleep?"

"Well, I can't sleep."

Si Qinglian stood up: "Then just wait a moment."

Xia Ningle was puzzled, seeing her go out, after a while, Si Qinglian came back with a jar of wine in her hand, she closed the door, and put the wine jar on the table with a "boom".

"Where did your highness get this wine?"

"I found it in the restaurant earlier." Si Qinglian lifted the top flower and poured two bowls of wine respectively, "Anyway, I'm leaving tomorrow, so it's inconvenient to take it with me. It's better to drink it to help you sleep."

Xia Ningle is not very good at drinking. She used to be so busy at work that she didn't even need to socialize. Even when she got home, no matter how sad or depressed she was, she dared not drink. She was afraid of delaying her work the next day.

She walked up to Si Qinglian, picked up the bowl, sniffed it, and took a sip. The wine has a light fruity aroma and a strong taste, which is not something Xia Ningle can drink. She put down the bowl and said, "I don't drink very much. Well, a little drink is enough."

It is true that drinking is not allowed in Yuefang, and singers have to protect their voices. Usually, they are only allowed to drink tea, and they are not even allowed to eat spicy food. Si Qinglian frowned and said: "Now you are no longer a singer in Yuefang, what do you want to eat?" Feel free to drink whatever you want."

As soon as Xia Ningle heard it, she knew that Si Qinglian had misunderstood, but she didn't explain anything, she just took another sip, and the spicy stimulation made her purse her lips.

However, Si Qinglian drank a bowl in one gulp, quite boldly, occasionally a bead of wine slipped out from the corner of her mouth, slid all the way down her white neck, and hid in the skirt of her clothes.

The whole room smelled of wine, Xia Ningle felt drunk, after only two sips of wine, Si Qinglian's figure fascinated her eyes, as if she had a ray of light, shining brightly, unconsciously, She actually watched her take another sip, which was fruity and fragrant.

"Does Your Highness like to drink a lot on weekdays?"

"I drink a little when I can't sleep."

While Si Qinglian was talking, she drank another bowl. Her blurred eyes seemed to hide many secrets and bitterness. She lost her mother when she was eleven, and she was fostered by the queen. She was beautiful on the surface, but it didn't matter how much she suffered. Only she knows.

Looking at Si Qinglian, Xia Ningle seemed to see herself. Sometimes, she was just like her, unyielding and tenacious, clinging desperately to every hope of survival, but Si Qinglian would be more extreme , the Chaninelle will be softer.

Soon, Xia Ningle's mind was dizzy from the alcohol, and she fell asleep on the bed. As for whether she said nonsense during the period, she didn't know.

Si Qinglian's capacity for drinking is better than Xia Ningle's. Drinking a small jar of wine only made her blush slightly. She sat on the bed, took off her coat, and glanced at Xia Ningle.

Just now Xia Ningle said a lot, but she didn't understand. The only thing she understood was that Xia Ningle was short of money and needed a lot of money. Just like now, Xia Ningle is still talking about going to work to make money, Can't be late.

"Why do you need so much money?" Si Qinglian frowned, Xia Ningle had no relatives, and also left Yue Fang, why do you want money?

After Xia Ningle muttered a few words, she stopped talking. Si Qinglian sighed and shook her head. When she stretched out her hand and pulled the sheet over Xia Ningle's abdomen, her gaze remained on her red lips unconsciously.

Xia Ningle's lips were neither thin nor thick, just right, because she had just drank wine, and now her red lips were full and moist, and she didn't know if Si Qinglian had drunk too much, so she tapped Xia Ningle's lips lightly with her fingertips.

Si Qinglian didn't seem to think that her behavior was Meng Lang, and she was a little drunk in her words: "Lips...are they so soft?"

It felt softer than Yu'er, just touched it once, and it went soft without any trace of struggle. Xia Ningle suddenly opened his mouth, bit Si Qinglian's finger, and slipped the tip of his tongue.

Si Qinglian instantly regained consciousness and retracted her fingertips.

She glanced at Xia Ningle who was unconsciously licking her lips, and she showed no signs of waking up, so she was really relieved, and then lay far away on the side, not daring to approach Xia Ningle again.

Early the next morning.

Everyone was checking their equipment. Xia Ningle was still a little dizzy when he went out, but it was not a serious problem, and he almost recovered after drinking some hot water.one

The woman who was imprisoned in the room before had become sickly and turned into a corpse, and was beating the doors and windows one after another. From this, it can be judged that the infected person will mutate in a day when they are hungry.

Song Yuhang is saying goodbye to his old mother, presumably after leaving, he will not come back in a short time, Xia Ningle entrusts Yu'er to Geng Zhi, and the two of them are led by Siji.

The partition is half for the soldiers and half for the guards, the guards are in the front, the soldiers are in the back, the villagers are in the middle, two trains are in the front, and two are in the center for spare.

Xia Ningle came behind Si Qinglian, and whispered in his ear, "Your Highness, where is this raft now?" A merchant ship cannot accommodate so many people.

"It's right here." Si Qinglian nodded to indicate the partitions held by the guards and soldiers. Each partition was wide and long, and it could indeed be used as a raft to float on the water.

In this way, the raft was transported to the port without anyone noticing, Xia Ningle nodded, and said as usual: "Your Highness is really thoughtful."

Si Qinglian's ears turned red for some reason, Xia Ningle saw it, and thought that this person was so cute, she would be embarrassed to talk if he approached her, but when she moved a little away, her pink earlobes returned to normal.

At noon, when the sun was scorching and the ground was hot, the team began to clear the tables and chairs blocking the gate. Song Yuhang came to Xia Ningle's side, patted his chest, and vowed that he would protect her.

Xia Ningle ignored Song Yuhang, who seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood. The team set off and lit the firewood on the cart. When the fire was burning, the whole team began to sprint. When the train came, they backed up subconsciously, and then rows of partitions passed by.

The corpse puppet seemed annoyed at being ignored, followed closely behind the team, bumped into the partition and then bumped again, until the partition revealed a gap, and the sharp arrow shot through their heads before stopping the chase, but there were still people behind him. There are tens of thousands of compatriots, all of them desperately ran to bite others, trying to avenge the dead puppet.

When the team passed the first intersection, they blocked the rear intersection with partitions. The soldiers and guards drew their knives and cut off the heads of the corpse puppets hiding in the house one by one. Blocking the corpse puppets, everyone set off after the street was cleared up, pushing the train to force the corpse puppets to retreat, and then blocked both sides of the intersection, leaving a few people standing against the partition.

Thousands of corpse puppets are all in the next street on both sides. After the intersection is blocked by partitions, there is no way to come over. They can only spread along the two sides to find the entrance, until the people who stay in place suddenly yell heart-piercingly, the corpse The puppet group rioted immediately.

It turned out that when the team was cleaning the street, due to time constraints, two little corpse puppets were missed. They jumped on people and bit them directly. The fresh smell of blood wafted, and the corpse puppets slammed into the partition like crazy. Even the feet of the solid partition were knocked crookedly. When hundreds of corpse puppets pressed down like that, the partition fell down, and even the guards who were holding on to the partition were crushed under it and trampled to death.

Corpse puppets poured in from behind in an instant, and it was overwhelming. Si Qinglian was blocked by people, and the partition was in the middle of the street. Dozens of people supported them with their bodies. A violent impact made everyone's hands numb.

Many corpse puppets were trampled under their feet, and two corpse puppets climbed up the partition. Si Qinglian drew his bow and shot one arrow through the head of one corpse puppet. He Shikun shot the other dead, but More corpse puppets climbed up.

"Get out."

Just as Si Qinglian yelled, the corpse puppet fell on the living person, and he bit off the fragile neck with his mouth open. Under the stimulation of a burst of blood, more corpse puppets climbed up, and then fell on the person, biting .

"Go!" He Shikun yelled.

Si Qinglian dragged Xia Ningle and ran wildly. Everyone ignored the original plan and ran as hard as they could. Some of the older villagers were quickly left behind and became rations to delay the pace of the corpse puppets.

To make matters worse, the team had no time to clean up the streets. Seeing the port in front of them, corpse puppets jumped out of the houses, and they would bite anyone they caught. Stopped outside the port, it was only for a moment to take a breath/breath to clean up the nearby corpse puppets.

But the time left for them was not enough, the firewood on the train would burn out sooner or later, and He Shikun himself didn't know how many corpse puppets he had killed, and he felt that the knife in his hand had become dull.

He came out of the house covered in blood, and before he had time to rest, he heard a soldier shout: "General, be careful!"

He Shikun felt palpitations from the cold on his back, he raised his head abruptly, and the black shadow fell on him, he just fell backwards, felt something hit the back of his head, his eyes went black, and he passed out.

Before the corpse puppet on his body could open his mouth, he was stabbed in the hole in the eye by a soldier, and died when his head was tilted. Pan nauseated.

The soldiers set up He Shikun, and for some reason there was a stone under the back of his head, Xia Ningle took a look at Si Qinglian who was patting the dust in his hands as if nothing had happened, a little suspicious that Si Qinglian wanted He Shikun's life just now, but unfortunately The halo of the male protagonist, it is impossible for him to die so easily.

There was only one intact merchant ship in the port, and the other ship was half sunk. After they cleaned up the nearby corpses, it was almost sunset time, and the firewood on the cart was almost burned out, and the fire was obviously weaker.