After crossing, I became a group pet

Ever since that drunkenness, Su Qingmian fell in love with the feeling of being drunk.

In the clouds and fog, the soul seems to have ascended to the sky, forgetting the crying of the mortal world, and soaring together with the timid Yunlong.

He was living a depraved life without knowing it, holding a wine bottle in the porch to watch the rain, Su Fuqian couldn't see his drunken look, kicked him down the promenade, the cool rain soaked Su Qingmian's clothes.

Su Fuqian gritted his teeth and grabbed Su Qingmian's collar: "Look at what you look like now!"

Su Qingmian threw away the bottle and rubbed her eyes, focused her gaze, and smiled.

"You look a little familiar."

He smelled of alcohol, Su Fuqian really wanted to throw him away: "Are you still in your head?"

As if she had just recognized who the person in front of her was, Su Qingmian stopped smiling, her eyes drooped, her eyes were full of grievances, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

"Speak!" Su Fuqian shook Su Qingmian's shoulders angrily.

This is Su Fuqian, who has a bad temper. He would hug Su Qingmian heartily at any time if he changed his brother.

"Second brother," Su Qingmian rested his forehead on his shoulders, his arms drooped weakly, the rain ran down his hair and dripped down his face, mixing with tears, "I, I feel so uncomfortable, what should I do? , I can't think of him, I don't even know why, what, the bastard listening to the sound of the night!"

Su Fuqian sighed insignificantly, and a distressed expression melted on his soft and beautiful face: "You are right, Ling Yesheng is a bastard, you have been with a bastard for so long, and you haven't seen it clearly yet. His true face is stupid."

Disgust is true dislike, and distress is also true distress.

Su Fuqian hugged Su Qingmian, who was dizzy, and asked people to put the bath water away, and put Su Qingmian in.

Su Wuhuai came in with a bowl of hangover soup, frowned: "You gave him a bath without undressing him?"

Su Fu was impatient: "It's good to wash him."

The heat rose, obscuring everything.

Su Qingmian felt that the world was a vast expanse of whiteness, silence, and emptiness. He was crying in the center, and no one responded to his pain.

The mist suddenly gathered, and the shadows condensed into a figure. Su Qingmian stretched out his hand and ran after the figure, calling out the name of the voice of the night.

There were many sharp thorns under his feet, and Su Qingmian would be pierced if he moved. He stubbornly chased after the hazy voice, and blood flowed all over the ground.

I don't want to.

I don't want to procrastinate in the relationship, it's too ugly.Su Qingmian also wanted to end this relationship quickly, just like the sound of the night, and even changed the people around her one by one.

But he couldn't do it.

He couldn't just let go.

Ling Ye's statement made him sick to him, dangling in front of him lovingly with others, dangling your uncle, looks good?

The base of Su Qingmian's nose felt sore, and the face of Ting Yesheng became clearer in his mind.

That person is really good-looking, hazy like a bright moon, sharp like a sword, he likes to smile the most, the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, but it can give people a huge pressure like an abyss, making people dare not look up at him, and have to breathe carefully.

In the thousands of skylights, he turned his head and smiled, and the beautiful mountains and rivers moved with his thoughts.

It is he who turns his hands into clouds, and he is the one who turns his hands into rain.

He is the one who strategizes, and he is the one who wins thousands of miles.

There was a sharp pain in Su Qingmian's heart, and her temples swelled to the point of exploding.

Why did it happen to be listening to the sound of the night, but Su Qingmian felt that she would not be so deep, so deep that she couldn't extricate herself.

Su Wuhuai fed him a whole bowl of hangover soup, but Su Qingmian didn't want to wake up, even if he fed him dozens more bowls, it would be useless.

After changing him into clean clothes, the two elder brothers closed the door and left.

It was a long time after the two left that Su Qingmian opened her eyes. The corners of her eyes were bloodshot, and she felt terrible when she saw them.

He got out of bed, searched around the room but found no wine, he planned to go out to find wine.

The third brother Su Xian is a wine addict, he must have good wine there.

Su Qingmian tiptoed into Su Xian's room, turned around, and was caught by Su Xian.

"Are you looking for this?"

Su Xian led the wine jar and shook it in front of Su Qingmian.

Su Qingmian grabbed the wine jar, uncorked the wine and drank it. The spicy wine entered her throat, choking until tears came out.

Su Xian sat down beside him: "When Cheng Ming just died, I was in the same state as you. At that time, I felt that the sky was dark and I would never get out. The second brother beat me several times. I called back, drunk and dreaming, unaware of the passage of time."

Su Qingmian wiped the wine from her mouth: "Ling Ye Sheng is not dead!"

Su Xian rubbed his head: "That's right, I can walk out even if the Chengming people are dead, not to mention you just broke up, you will get better, let's start tomorrow, I will take you to the most beautiful place .”

Su Qingmian smiled softly: "Third brother, have you really come out? If you have come out, why do you still wander around the world and dare not go home?"

Su Xian was startled for a moment, but didn't speak.

Su Qingmian didn't know what exaggerated words she said, stood up staggeringly, found a few jars of wine in the room, went back to the room to drink contentedly, and got very drunk.

Afterwards, every time Su Qingmian thought of this sentence, she regretted pulling her hair. It was the last time he and Su Xian got along normally, but he stabbed Su Xian's heart like this.

One day, after finishing his work, Wei Jihe came back to Shanhe Bieyuan to see Su Qingmian still drinking, and was so angry that he dropped Su Qingmian's wine jar.

Su Qingmian stared angrily at Wei Jihe.

Wei Jihe yelled in his characteristic sharp voice: "Do you know what day it is today? Are you still drinking? I beg you, please stop being self-willed? Today is the day when Wan Ke'er goes to the execution ground!"

Su Qingmian staggered, rubbed her sore temples: "What's wrong with Wan Ke'er?"

Wei Jihe stood against the light at the door, and after shouting that, her mood calmed down: "Wan Ke'er is going to die, if you want to see her for the last time, go there, there is still time."

Su Qingmian's tinnitus burst out, and she ran out of the house like crazy.

In front of the tall tree in the atrium, the execution ground had already been set up, and a young girl was tied to Optimus Prime. The girl had obviously been punished, and there were marks of whips on her face.

The executioner stood beside her holding the sword, and when the time came, the sword would pierce through Wan Ke'er's heart.

Su Qingmian pushed away the crowd: "Ke'er, Ke'er!"

When Wan Ke'er heard someone calling her name, she struggled to open her eyes, and saw a little light behind Su Qingmian before disappearing.

Fool, what are you doing looking for her at this time, go away, get as far away from her as possible, she is really a sinful person in purgatory.

It is a lie that any family has been suppressed and depressed.

The reason why she dropped out of school was because the crystal that had been used to store light was broken, and the people in the sinful purgatory were looking for new substances that could store light, and finally found Du Hanyu.

But Du Hanyu's price is not cheap, after spending a lot of money, she can't even have a good meal.

Originally thinking that if she could curry favor with Tianshu Lord, her life would be easier and she would be able to buy more Du Hanyu, so she confessed to Tianshu Lord.

With tears in her eyes, Wan Ke'er looked at Su Qingmian, she was worth making a friend like Su Qingmian in her life.

"Go, go quickly."

Wan Ke'er was so angry that Su Qingmian couldn't hear her voice at all.

Save her, must save her!

Su Qingmian was full of this idea.

Regardless of the soldiers on the execution ground, he forcibly ran in front of Wan Ke'er, his spiritual power circulated rapidly, and his spells bloomed, repelling all those who tried to block him.

Wan Keer kept shaking her head.

She doesn't deserve it, and the sinners in Purgatory don't deserve it.

The soldiers in the audience were in chaos, beating up like they had no backbone. These scattered soldiers could not threaten Su Qingmian, so Su Qingmian took Wan Ke'er and ran far away.

But soon Yun Mirage chased up with soldiers.

Yun Mi has always disliked Su Qingmian, every time she met him she would talk coldly to him, but this time, Yun Mi only saw complexity in her eyes.

"Master Xiao Su, do you know what the nature of the prison robbery is?" Yun Mi said, "She is a sinful person in purgatory. If you save her, you are collaborating with the enemy. Are you sure you want to bear the charge?"

Su Qingmian protected Wan Ke'er behind her: "I don't care about these messes, I always pay for my life with my life, but Wan Ke'er has never harmed anyone, who are you going to pay for taking her life!"

Yun Mi was helpless: "You can be willful, but have you ever thought about your family, even if it is destiny, they cannot afford to be accused of collaborating with the enemy."

Su Qingmian sneered: "Are you threatening me?"

His brother is the destiny, without definite evidence, no one can say that he is collaborating with the enemy.

It seemed that they couldn't reach an agreement, Yun Mirage closed her eyes, raised her hand, and the soldiers behind her rushed over like a tide.

Unlike the skirmishers on the execution ground, Yun Mirage's soldiers are all professionally trained.

It's not something Su Qingmian, who is so weak in strength, can deal with.

He brought Wan Ke'er, who was covered in bruises, and couldn't escape the encirclement of clouds and mirages.

Su Qingmian was also injured, he tried his best to run out a little, and then he would be stopped by someone.

He felt like a bug, trying his best to escape the spider web stuck under his body.

Seeing that something was wrong, Wan Keer pushed Su Qingmian away, and shouted at Yunmo: "I don't know him, I have nothing to do with this idiot, who wants to collaborate with him?"

She is protecting him.

They couldn't escape, Su Qingmian would definitely be punished as a collaborator and traitor, how could she implicate him.

Wan Ke'er would never allow such a thing to happen.

Su Qingmian suffered too many injuries, and the speed of healing was not as fast as the speed of the injury. There was a huge wound on his leg, and he couldn't stand up anymore.

Wan Ke'er gave Su Qingmian a determined look, facing thousands of troops alone.

"Goodbye and thank you."

she said so.

"No, I can't." Su Qingmian tried to hold Wan Ke'er, but all she could hold was nothingness.

The soldiers didn't dare to take it lightly, for fear that Wan Ke'er might make a mistake. To prevent future trouble, the archer shot an arrow.

A bloody rose bloomed from Wan Ke'er's chest, and the arrow's stamina pushed her to the ground, covered in a pool of blood.

Su Qingmian struggled to crawl over and held Wan Ke'er's hand: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Ke'er..."