not demon

【55】

It was night, and there were still slight movements in the Fang residence.

A good horse hooted and hooted, and two figures flashed past in the deep forest. Gu Qingming was sitting in front wearing a white cloak, and behind him was Siyue driving the horse, "Xiao Qingming, sit still."

"Hmm..." Gu Qingming tightened his cloak, feeling that the people behind him hadn't spoken much, and asked again: "Siyue, will Yue Heng be angry if I pass by like this?"

"No." Siyue drove the horse quickly behind him, "Don't worry about it."

"I'm just a little worried about Yue Heng, and want to know what he's hiding from me..." Gu Qingming shrank his head.

"It's okay, we'll go right away." Siyue finally transformed into a human body, and now she wanted to send Gu Qingming to Fang's mansion to meet Fang Yueheng.

"I hope he won't be angry..." Gu Qingming showed a worried expression.

"Don't worry, it won't happen, I think that Mr. Fang of your family likes you very much." Siyue comforted him.

In a blink of an eye, Siyue jumped off the horse and helped Gu Qingming down, "Xiao Qingming, I won't go in, you can go by yourself."

"Okay..." Gu Qingming looked at Fangfu after a long absence, and a different emotion rose in his heart.He always felt that the Fangfu here seemed a little different from before.

"Don't you ask Fang Yueheng to come out first?" Siyue looked at Gu Qingming worriedly, "You are alone..."

"It's okay, I'll do it myself." Gu Qingming squeezed his fingers, and said with a smile: "Siyue, I'll play with you when I go back."

"Yeah!" Siyue nodded.After boarding the horse again, she still needs to go back to Luoxue Mountain, and she needs to continue to stabilize her spiritual breath.

I just hope that Gu Qingming can come back quickly tomorrow morning.

Suddenly, Gu Qingming heard a violent voice coming from the Fang residence.He quickly got up and hid behind a stone lion at the door, only to see a few leaves shaking off, the road was winding forward, and a woman with a very enchanting posture walked out quickly——

Why haven't I seen her... Gu Qingming thought to himself.

Gu Qingming looked behind her again. There was an old man in a black cloak. The old man was wearing a black jacket and was holding a folding fan tightly in his hand. He was following behind the woman, as if whispering something in her ear. Sentence, the woman nodded after listening.

Because the distance was too far, Gu Qingming hid behind the stone lions, and couldn't hear what they said clearly. Then he suddenly remembered that there were actually many servants in the Fang Mansion. These two should be one of the servants.

"Wait, Liu Qing'er, we have to completely psychedelic Fang Yueheng before we can go out." The old man in the cloak pondered for a while and said to the woman.

"Fang Yueheng has already fainted, it doesn't make any sense to faint him again." Liu Qing'er lowered her voice.

"Who knows if there will be mistakes in the future, I just don't want our plan to fail." The old man opened the folding fan, with grief and indignation in his words. "If it wasn't for him, my daughter, my cloud sleeve would not have died."

"It was your daughter who had problems back then, and Fang Yueheng can't be blamed entirely." Liu Qing'er glanced at the old man.

"You have no conscience in what you said, I am obviously trying to help you..."

"Don't talk, be careful not to be overheard." Liu Qing'er made a gesture, and with great force, she stepped on a stone and flew up to the top of the tree.

The old man had no choice but to follow her and fly to the top of the tree.

Seeing that the two left quickly, Gu Qingming poked his head out hesitantly. He didn't know what the old man and the woman meant just now. Did it mean that Fang Yueheng was confused?But didn't Fang Yueheng return to Fangfu to deal with the matter? How could it be like this now.

The sword pierced into the chest, and Liu Qing'er's heart-piercing voice made people shudder, but this method really worked. The moment the sword was withdrawn, the faces of the rest of the people were ashamed.

Immediately motionless, Fang Yueheng and the others did not dare to continue. After a few seconds, Liu Qing'er suddenly burst into blood, as if thousands of silver needles were piercing her, and fell down in a short while.

When the smoke cleared, they were the only ones left alive.

"It's dead...it's terrible, what kind of trick is this?" Shuang Tong was startled and couldn't help shaking his head.

"It is estimated that Liu Qing'er found some strange Gu and gave it to herself to have such a reaction." Daoist Qinghe retracted the short blade, suddenly remembered that Fang Yueheng was still behind, and hurried over to look.

Just now he took the opportunity to kill one of Liu Qing'er's clones, which could at least reduce her spiritual power.

The double pupils were bandaging Fang Yueheng's wounds. Daoist Qinghe couldn't help frowning when he saw it. It was already late at night, not only Fang Yueheng fell into Liu Qing'er's illusion, but he himself was also deeply trapped in it. I don't know how to return to the original place.

Shuangtong understood Daoist Qinghe's meaning, and said, "Daoist Qinghe, don't worry, the young master is fine."

Daoist Qinghe looked up at his pupils, then at Fang Yueheng's sleeping face, and asked, "Are you not injured?"

"No. I just feel that Young Master Fang's symptoms are too similar to Yechen's, and he is also unconscious." Shuangtong grabbed Fang Yueheng's hand, tested the temperature, and said, "The hand is also surprisingly cold."

"It doesn't matter, as long as Young Master Fang is still breathing, everything will be fine." Daoist Qinghe knelt down and said again: "Young man with two pupils, I need to tell you. Now we are all under the illusion of the flower demon. It’s up to us to go out.”

"Illusion... Illusion?" Shuangtong seemed a little scared, looking at Fang Yueheng who had already fallen into a coma, he couldn't help but feel that he was also a superfluous character.

Did Yechen faint because of the illusion? Could it be that Fang Yueheng and Yechen couldn't wake up because Fang Yueheng and Yechen were dreaming?

The Fang Mansion finally regained its silence.

The breeze blows, and the night is as cool as water.Fang Yueheng was just drowsy, and when he opened his eyes again, he realized that he was sitting on the horse tightly hugged by Gu Qingming. He reached out to stroke the man's hair, and tugged at the man's collar.Make sure it's true.A relational voice came, "Are you awake..."

"En." Gu Qingming nodded.

"Let's talk when we go back." Gu Qingming helped the man onto the horse, and sat behind him again. Gu Qingming had just driven the horse back to Fang's mansion to see if there was any accident, and now only the two of them were left in this wilderness.

"Qingming, why are you here..." Fang Yueheng rubbed his temples and asked, he was a little dazzled looking at Gu Qingming, so he is not sure who this person is at present, and those clear eyes seem to be a little different It was something that he had never seen with Qingming's eyes in Luoxue Mountain.

Arrogance, disdain.

Fang Yueheng had some idea in his mind.

"Are you okay?" Gu Qingming asked after not running a few steps.

"It's okay." Fang Yueheng didn't know which lie he was going to concoct to prevaricate him, so he said nonsense.

"Forgot? What else can you remember clearly?" Gu Qingming pulled the rein, "Don't tell me anything, is this for me?"

"Aren't you here..."

"If I hadn't happened to go upstairs to look for you, but found that you were not there, and had to follow all the way, I would know that you were here." Gu Qingming drove the horse very fast, "Fang Yueheng, do you really like me? .”

Suspicious of him again, Fang Yueheng felt a little dissatisfied when he heard that, and just wanted to talk back.Gu Qingming reined in the horse suddenly, and the horse let out a long cry, and Fang Yueheng almost fell.

"Qingming, why do you..."

Suddenly, the tears on the face of the man on horseback began to fall down in big drops.

"Qingming, what's the matter?" Fang Yueheng began to worry.

Gu Qingming didn't answer.

Fang Yueheng had no choice but to hug him, pinched his chin, watched for a long time before kissing him hard.

Warm breath puffed his cheeks. It was obviously not the first time to kiss. For some reason, Gu Qingming's heart was like a beating drum, piercing through the atrium with a sound. He slightly trembling and wrapped his arms around Fang Yueheng's back.

Fang Yueheng was taken aback for a moment, and then hugged Gu Qingming even more tightly. He pulled the thin cloak off the man's body and threw it to the ground. Fang Yueheng took him off the horse and carefully protected him at the same time.

The horse neighed a few times, tapped its hooves, and found a corner by itself to lie down.

Fang Yueheng pulled the cloak to cover Gu Qingming, his loose hair was lying on the grass, Gu Qingming's eyes seemed to contain autumn lake water, or peach blossoms in March, with folds and brilliance.

He leaned close to the man's ear, licked it lightly, and said, "Do you know, you're scaring me to death."

"What should I do if something happens to you." Fang Yueheng hugged him, "Don't say you don't like me anymore, okay?"

"Hmm..." Gu Qingming was confused by this kiss, and unknowingly reached out to wrap his arms around the man's neck, "Okay..."

"How did you know that I'm here?" Fang Yueheng said with a wry smile.

"Don't you like me?" Gu Qingming's eyes were burning and he was smiling.

In the past, he always avoided the other party, Yue Heng, but he discovered that he was always involved in everything.

The past few months passed so quickly, I couldn't hold on to any nostalgia, so I hurriedly unloaded it and escaped.

But Fang Yueheng has been refusing to let go, even if he pushes him or chases him away, he refuses to leave, hugs himself and says the unfinished "I like you" over and over again.

Gu Qingming's eyelids moved slightly, as if something had slipped across the mole under his eyes, and there was a slight glint of light.

He reached out and hugged Fang Yueheng tightly, his long hair was dragged in the grass, and the cloak was pressed down by the two of them. The faint moonlight revealed a line from the clouds, illuminating Gu Qingming's fair complexion. His lips and teeth moved lightly——

"Yue Heng, I like you."

"How much do you like it?" Fang Yueheng stroked his temple hair for him, and said casually: "Qingming, speaking of liking. I suddenly remembered something and wanted to tell you."

"What are you talking about." Gu Qingming looked at Fang Yueheng with bright eyes.

"It was when the two of us went to the Lantern Festival."