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Ji Qingzhuo finished eating the dishes on the table. When she was at Mingxin Lake before, her appetite seemed to be quite small. In fact, Ji Qingzhuo belongs to the type who can eat as much as you want. If you give her more, she can eat it all without wasting it. If you give her less, she won't think too much.

As long as the basic daily life can be guaranteed, eating more and less, it is the same for her.

Shen Rongyu held her wrist. When they practiced, they injected spiritual energy through the meridians of the wrist.

At this time, snow fell in the courtyard, and the stove in front of the courtyard was burning hot, which made this corner very warm. Ji Qingzhuo liked the atmosphere here very much. It's just herself and the people around her.

It would be nice if...it could be like this all the time, she thought while lying in Shen Rongyu's arms.

The red airflow in the training space still rushed towards her enthusiastically. Now Ji Qingzhuo can have a simple communication with him. Of course, most of the exchanges are "no", "no", "Xiaoyu, you can't do this."

When Ji Qingzhuo spoke, most of the words were not calm, even if they were trembling, they were just physiological tremors, instead of speaking with emotion, but the red airflow was gently panting in her ear, and she was distracted. Ji Qingzhuo couldn't hear such a low-pitched sexy voice, so he could only stretch out his hand, turned his head, blushed, and covered his mouth to keep him from making a sound.

But soon, the red airflow bit her fingertips, the outstretched tongue licked thinly, and Ji Qingzhuo's fingers flexed like an electric shock.

This time, Red Qi also knew that she would be tired too, so after a while, he put her on the center of the huge fairy tower, and only sat next to her next to her.

Ji Qingzhuo took a breath and called him, "Xiaoyu."

The red airflow turned sideways and hugged her in his arms. The branches that were constantly extending wrapped around her body. As long as Ji Qingzhuo had a little initiative, his response would be so enthusiastic.

Ji Qingzhuo couldn't breathe in his airtight kiss, the red airflow wrapped around her arms and guided her to touch the stamens of Xiantan. As soon as Qing Zhuo touched it, he could touch a little memory about Shen Rongyu.

She was not interested in his memory, so she never took the initiative to touch these mirror-like fragments, but today, the red airflow took her to touch it, she was unable to resist the entanglement of the red airflow, so she did not Can't dodge.

The trembling fingertips touched the crystal stamens, and the memories rushed like a torrent, but only a trace was left. Ji Qingzhuo felt as if he was in an ocean, a black and white ocean, but when the waves surged , She knew the nature of this ocean. Only when the sticky blood formed waves, would she be so sticky and unwilling to separate and reluctantly part with the whole sea of ​​blood.

The reason it was black and white... was simply because she couldn't see the bright red color for a long time. In order to take care of her eyes, the last time the memory presented was also black and white.

Ji Qingzhuo only heard the sound of "pattering". It seemed that something stood up from the sea of ​​blood. In front of him, there was a tall white bone, like a ghost in hell. , if the picture is not black and white, the shape should be even more terrifying.

If Ji Qingzhuo had seen the real pattern on the umbrella surface of her umbrella, she would have found that the scene was exactly the same as the pattern drawn on the umbrella surface.

However, the bones were dripping with blood, and he walked towards Ji Qingzhuo step by step. His voice was hoarse and he only called her "Zuozhuo."

Ji Qingzhuo is not an ordinary person. She is not as strong as those famous monks. She looks weak and small, as if a gust of wind blows over and will blow her away. Logically speaking, people like her should be the most fearful. the sight in front of you.

However, she looked at him, and because the picture was black and white, she did not take her eyes away.

The hollow eyes of the skeleton have no eyeballs, so Ji Qingzhuo dared to look at him. She looked at his silent hollow eyes, and she was not afraid. Yes, she did not have any fear.

Why should she be afraid, this is Xiaoyu, she has long known that he is the villain.

Ji Qingzhuo called her: "Xiaoyu."

When Bai Gu was moving, there was a "click" sound, both of them were immersed in the sea of ​​blood, the sea of ​​blood at his feet swayed, and he continued to walk towards her, approaching step by step.

He opened his arms, maybe because Ji Qingzhuo was just an outsider in his memory, so he couldn't hug her, just fluttered.

Bai Gu turned his head again, his head turned around halfway strangely, and he called again, "Zuo Zhuo, don't be afraid."

Ji Qingzhuo stretched out her hand, trying to hold his hand made of jagged bones, but she still couldn't touch him.

He still repeated his words, knowing that the voice was getting weaker and weaker. He pulled something out of the sea of ​​blood. It was a tough and soft skin. Because the skin was wrinkled, the facial features on the skin were twisted. , but if you look closely, you can still see those delicate eyebrows.

The bones covered the human skin, and when the blood-soaked beauty skin unfolded, black and white blood beads rolled down, across the cheeks and neck, and a complete Shen Rongyu appeared in front of Ji Qingzhuo's eyes.

His lower body was soaked in the sea of ​​blood and could not be seen, which reminded Ji Qingzhuo, who had been looking at him, that night on Baishui Island, when she pushed open the door of his courtyard, and he bathed in the small pool in the courtyard. , is also like this, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, a perfect figure, and a bewitchingly handsome face.

Shen Rongyu was born with a demagogic face - the skin that this beauty gave him.

He put on the skin of a beauty, and the original hoarse and unpleasant voice became much lower and magnetic, but Ji Qingzhuo still couldn't respond to him, she was just a phantom in his memory.

Ji Qingzhuo also called him: "Xiaoyu..." However, the figures of the two were intertwined, and her voice could never be passed on.

For a long time, the picture of this memory faded, and Shen Rongyu, who was in the sea of ​​blood, just stared at the place where Ji Qingzhuo disappeared. If she wasn't there, what he did was just a one-man show, in Ji Qingzhuo's original scene. There is a vacancy in the position.

He seems to have forgotten something.

Ji Qingzhuo woke up from her practice. When she opened her eyes, she saw Shen Rongyu's face. He had... peach blossom eyes that seemed to contain affection, a high nose, tight lips, and a handsome face. Perfect, if he wanted to, he could easily capture the hearts of many people with this skin.

But she is not the object he can capture, and Ji Qingzhuo can easily develop sympathy for her weaker objects, such as Mao Mao. Her eyes are always on those who are easily injured. In the middle of the black and white blood sea, she knows that her heart is pounding, not because she likes the perfect skin he later covered, but because he did not cover it. When he was in human skin, he was such a tall white skeleton, but he stumbled towards her.

He was supposed to have blood and flesh, but at that time there were only bones left. There would always be a knife. Just peeling off his flesh and blood along the meridians, it should have been extremely painful at that time.

Ji Qingzhuo's eyes widened. When she was emotional, there would be such a beautiful gleam in her eyes. It seemed that she was about to cry, but there were no tears.

Well, after Shen Rongyu's practice, in addition to seeing her embarrassed heartbeat, she saw another emotion in her. It can't be called sadness or fear, but it always brings a sense of emptiness.

"Xiaoyu." Ji Qingzhuo called him.

"Huh?" Shen Rongyu's voice was low, and his voice contained a smile, which seemed to appease her emotions.

Ji Qingzhuo caressed his cheek with a cold hand - she rarely took the initiative like this, and under Shen Rongyu's long eyelashes, a hint of surprise passed by.

She asked, "Why are you laughing?"

When Shen Rongyu heard her question, she was stunned. Ji Qingzhuo's question was always difficult to answer.

Why laugh, because a warm smile is a disguise, a part of the good-looking skin, and he would not laugh at all.

Only when he is with her can he have a sincere smile, because Ji Qingzhuo is very funny, and she looks fragile and always in a dull mood. In order to make her happy, he can only laugh first. .

He replied, "If you want to laugh, just laugh."

"Xiaoyu, perfunctory me." Ji Qingzhuo's tone was still calm.

Shen Rongyu grabbed her wrist, pressed her warm fingertips against her wrist, and took her hand off his cheek.

"No perfunctory." He smiled.

Ji Qingzhuo thought that he was cute in the training space.

Just when she thought so, in the dark shadow not far away, there seemed to be a flash of red light - it was the red blood spring that Shen Rongyu had been hiding. When Ji Qingzhuo reached out and stroked his cheek, this The red blood spring twisted excitedly.

This time, because of the excessive twisting, a trace of him was discovered.

Ji Qingzhuo looked at the shadow where the red light flashed past and asked, "Xiaoyu, what is that?"

Shen Rongyu followed her gaze and saw the red blood spring protruding from his body, he said without changing his face: "There is nothing."

Of course Ji Qingzhuo recognized those "abhorrent" red air currents. She was moved by Shen Rongyu's wrist in the palm of her hand, and suddenly had a dangerous thought. Could it be that the red air currents in the training space came outside?

If he went outside... would he still be so nasty?

Ji Qingzhuo began to think wildly, and his thoughts began to be empty. Shen Rongyu glanced at her and knew that she was in a daze again.

In order to attract her attention, he coughed lightly: "Okay, you can go to bed, do you still want to continue practicing?"

It's enough to practice for so long. Ji Qingzhuo has been unable to withstand the red air of enthusiasm recently. Now that he can speak, the things he does have become more and more excessive.

So she sat cross-legged on the couch, curled up and said, "Sleep."

When she returned to her room, she yawned and asked, "Where is Xiaoyu going at night?"

"There is a mission in the palace, to patrol." Shen Rongyu rarely remembered that she had a disguised identity.

"Oh." Ji Qingzhuo said.

She turned around and walked into the room. When her toes touched the ground, she turned around and said softly, "If you don't want to go, you can stay here."