Distress Tours

Drowsy for a few days, Bu Luomei couldn't tell whether the bloody corpse at her feet was reality, or the Shenfang Yuyi Blade waving on the high platform was a dream...Suddenly there was a sharp pain in her chest, All the strength seemed to be lost from it, she clenched her teeth, her head was buzzing, but she still...can't die, at this moment, she heard her firm but already angry voice: "Thank... thank you, Miss..."

It was that bloody dream again.Lost, lost hero!That's right, his sword pierced her chest, Buluomei fell heavily to the ground, feeling the spiritual power draining from her body, and closing her eyes, she saw the whole story of the Tianku Ceremony, and the hero who lost his way. The self resolutely sacrificing in his eyes, no, it should be Yu Ying, but now Yu Ying is her, and she is also Yu Ying.

No matter how much she evaded, the grievances and grievances of the past are now coming back to her every night, tormenting her mind, making her unable to breathe, and there is nowhere to escape.

Buluomei, Buluomei, after accepting Yuying's body, do you have to accept this heavy identity?

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It wasn't until nightfall that the Boqing Pavilion resumed its previous order. At this time, three figures passed by the door of each guest room and stopped in front of a door. The man in the lead, holding a bird teasing stick, opened the door and entered first. , and said to the anxious man in the blue robe, "Young Master Xiang, please wait outside the door for a while."

"No! I have to watch her, so I can feel at ease!" The blue-robed man also stepped in, and immediately objected to the proposal.

The indifferent man in Chinese clothes played with the bird teasing stick for a while, and then said: "The exclusive secret recipe will never be passed on to the outside world. Only the patient and himself can be present for the treatment. If someone else is teaching this secret recipe, it is also equivalent to getting married." Joining our family, does the landlord mean this?"

"!" Xiang Duxiu immediately took a few steps back, as long as it can make Amei better, it is not impossible for him to endure the temporary loneliness, so it hit it off, Xiang Duxiu obediently closed the door with Wang Fugui, quietly outside waiting.

The newly lit candle in the room was flickering, but it also illuminated Murong's ink-like brows, adding a little bit of incomprehensible melancholy. He extinguished the smokeless incense hidden at the foot of the bed, and before the persistent bird teasing stick suddenly There was a small ball of golden light, and after being pushed directly between Bu Luomei's eyebrows by him, he sat back at the table alone and poured himself a cup of tea, and the girl on the bed should have woken up.

It's strange to think about it, the gold mark on the arm shows that the woman who can conceive the next Holy Lord, and also has the status of a sacrificial son who can store huge spiritual energy, the person who should have been well-supported in the Niyu clan, but now Luo was in a mess and died several times due to lack of psychic power. Did she run away by herself?How else could it be so?Or is there an accident within the Niyu clan?This requires careful investigation.

After confirming her identity, Murong Qing poured green tea into another cup. She had given some spiritual power to her just now, and at the same time sealed the spiritual power of Adverse Current, so as long as she didn't go to the altar or take the initiative to release the seal, the sacrificial child Her psionic energy will never be lost at will, that is to say, she will never die because of it.

Just as she was thinking, a girl's weak voice came from the bed, Murong Qing held the cup of tea, picked the Shaman away with the bird teasing stick, leaned slightly and said: "Girl, please drink some water."

The weak Bu Luomei opened her mouth, her bright eyes were very clear, after a long pause, she said in a hoarse voice: "So it's you."

A few days ago, Buluomei was introduced to Murongqing by Wang Fugui. Leaving aside the plot of the play, when she saw Murongqing, she was more excited about meeting the Holy Lord of the Niyu clan, and she was afraid of being discovered It's a fake fear, but who knows, Murong Qing, the big cuckoo, dove her directly, and she drank a few cups of bored tea before leaving, very inexplicable, when she was puzzled, the engulfed tiredness surged When the waves came, I also dreamed for a few days.

So she knew him?Murong Qing neither nodded nor shook her head, lifted the Buluomeijing and poured the green tea into her mouth, then said: "A few days ago, the girl almost stepped into the gate of hell, so I decided on my own, and please don't blame the girl."

By the time the tea was served, Bu Luomei still felt her strength gradually recovering, but she also expressed deep doubts about his words. She felt the abnormality of her spiritual power supporting her chest, and calmly said: "Master Murong, you seem to know my identity, Just say it straight?"

Her identity?Stigmata?Or sacrificial son?Slightly raising her eyebrows to look at this pale woman, Murong Qing then turned around and sat back at the table, and said with a calm smile: "Okay, what is the relationship between Mr. Xiang and you?"

Um?It seems that the topic jumps a little fast?what relationship?Bu Luomei rubbed the back of her head, as if she didn't understand why the other party asked this question, she shyly said: "Well, Ah Xiang...Young Master is my good friend."

Oh, it turned out to be elopement, Murong Qing took a sip of tea and silently translated Bu Luomei's words in her heart.

Illness comes like a mountain down, sickness goes like a thread.

But no matter what, after swallowing the decoction, Buluomei still got Xiang Duxiu's permission to go out for a stroll, but Xiang Duxiu who led the way chose a secluded route, with twists and turns and bright lights. One or two petals fall, on the rock, on the water, or on the... Buluomei watching Xiang Duxiu reach out to catch the plum blossom, hold it in the palm of his hand, and after a while, hand it sideways to the Buluomei, a wind Naturally.

"Ah Xiang, what do you mean?" She took the flowers absent-mindedly and asked.

"Hot springs cure all diseases, Amei, you are so weak because you seldom soak in hot springs!" Xiang Duxiu raised her hair on her forehead, "Look at me, healthy and strong!"

"..." Bu Luomei didn't know how to complain for a while, but Xiang Duxiu, who had finished the show, pressed her shoulders and pushed her to the side of the dense pool, and sat down on the stone by the pool.

"Amei, according to my observation, no one comes during this time period, and I'm still watching for you outside, don't worry about washing!" As she said, Xiang Duxiu moved further and further away from the elegant screen.

How can Buluomei surpass the fragrant and unique lightness skills so quickly, but she remembers that there was a time when Xue Feiyan had no one, and it was all because the owner of the museum ordered it to soak in the hot springs!After staring at the screen for a few moments, I thought that it would be okay if I tinkered faster, so I compromised and took off my clothes, imitating their appearance in hot springs, sitting in the water, propping my hands on the rocks at the edge, warm When the water swept across her whole body, even though she was still wearing underwear at the moment, the comfort made her breathe out.

When people are quiet, they always start to think wildly. She just woke up from the cloudy nightmare of those few days, so she naturally had the illusion that she was dreaming but not awake. The scars on the collar and chest are really obvious, which is not a good omen, and when she woke up, she also felt that her psionic energy was not as scarce as before but increased, but it seemed to be blocked by something However, after seeing Murong Qing, she guessed that all of this should be what he said. Although this seal seemed to be broken by force, her sixth sense told her that it was better not to break it... …

At this moment, the sound of conversation really started not far away. After listening carefully for a while, it was not difficult to find that it was Xiang Duxiu and Murongqing. Because of hypoglycemia, there was sparks in front of my eyes, I accidentally slipped and fell, and with an exclamation, I fell into the pool.

Xiang Duxiu and Murong Qing naturally heard that voice, but in a hurry, Xiang Duxiu stepped into the screen while taking off his cloak, and he didn't have to take a hot spring, and the clansman was injured under his nose Murongqing paused, took back the steps she had taken, turned back and forth, went to call the maid, and silently planned to deduct some Fu Changgui's salary from the bottom of her heart.

Bu Luomei secretly felt that it was right for her to start soaking in the hot springs in her underwear, otherwise this time there would be shock besides shock.

Finally, the maid who came behind supported Bu Luomei, who was wrapped in a cloak, and sneezed a few times when returning to the room to change clothes. After being forcefully poured with bitter medicine, she climbed onto the bed and lay down.

Xiang Duxiu came in a hurry, just in time to see the maids who had already prepared leave one after another, and he went in directly, but after entering the door, he slowed down, and the person inside the veil was indeed a plum blossom, and she was pretending to sleep.

Seeing through, Xiang Duxiu sat on the side of the bed and wiped her forehead with the back of her hand, which was normal. Just as she was about to say something, she caught a glimpse of this guy who was pretending to be asleep, trying to hold back the corners of her mouth, My heart paused, and I couldn't help but slander, tsk, what a little villain.

Without thinking too much, Random leaned over and kissed the corner of her proud lips. The warm touch made him immediately distance himself, closed his eyes, and suddenly opened them again. Seeing that the other party seemed to be frozen, But her cheeks became more and more red, and Xiang Duxiu seemed to be talking to herself: "As your friend... Kiss you... Yes, it shouldn't be, after kissing you can no longer be a friend..."

what is that?

Best friend?

At night, in a room in the Boqing Pavilion, Murong Qing was still playing with the bird in the cage, secretly holding her breath and listening to the gradual pace, thinking that the man had already arrived.

"In Xiawuyuan, the owner of the building is fragrant and unique, and I have long admired the owner of the thin-feeling building, Murong Qing."

"You don't need to be courteous, Mr. Xiang." Murong Qing calmly retracted the bird-teasing stick, and turned her back to the visitor: "Let's get straight to the point. Miss Buluomei's anomalies a few days ago were indeed caused by me."

Ah! Buluomei wakes up from a nightmare, sitting on the bed, patting her chest directly, there is still a lamp left by Xiang Duxiu in the house, flickering as if to soothe her anxiety, clutching her warm chest, trying to comfort herself False alarm.

Suddenly a gust of wind came, and Bu Luomei, who hadn't reacted, was put on a dagger around her neck. When she was still in shock, she met the blood-red peacock, and she was so shocked that she couldn't speak for a while.

Peacock was shaking all over, and the sharp dagger was already stained with the blood of Bu Luomei, but she still didn't take it away, and asked, "Who are you?"

She knows? !

The author has something to say:

I almost forgot about what I wrote three years ago. Now that I am revisiting it, it feels like reading a novel I have read. It is both familiar and unfamiliar. Even if I revisit it now, the writing style is still very bad, so I am very grateful for my persistence. Seeing the cuties here, I also say sorry to the cuties who got stuck here three years ago.

The review of the article three years ago has been completed, and the next step is to start a new journey!Buluomei's unsuspecting identity is about to be revealed, will Peacock kill this fake feather warbler?Will the appearance of the feather warbler have any impact on the Niyu tribe?

Start to organize the outline again, and then there will be about two weekly updates, that is, one update on Wednesday and one on Sunday, first set a flag, and end this year.