Mei Xueyi felt suffocated for a while.

I thought it was miserable to sleep with a man somehow, but I didn't expect something worse awaiting her.

As a queen, he secretly communicated with the wild man outside the palace, but was he discovered by the king?

Mei Xueyi felt that Tiandao might think she died too happily, so she specially sent her back to life, wanting to humiliate her again.

She faintly stared at him with very sad eyes.

Sure enough, the emperor in the world had no heart. He caught his wife Hongxing and went out of the wall. He didn't rush to kill, but made the best use of it.

There was a smile on his face, the moonlight and snow made his complexion even colder, and his voice fell into a heavy voice: "The queen will return to the house tomorrow to save her relatives, even if she goes to see Shen Xiuzhu. Gu, I can trust you."

Mei Xueyi: "..."

The murderous spirit is about to shake the snow on the eaves, believe him to have a ghost.

She has experienced too many big winds and waves in her life, how can she capsize in this small gutter?

Looking down, she put on a heartbroken expression: "If the king believes in me, why would he suspect me? I won't meet anyone!"

The wild man was called Shen Xiuzhu, she remembered.

"Must see." A finger that was as cold as snow came out from under the wide sleeves and stroked her cheek lightly. "Every look, movement, word, and sentence will be seen with my own eyes. Don't worry, I won't disturb you. , Whatever you want to say, just say it boldly."

The thin lips parted and closed, and the gleam of the moon dripped from between his teeth from time to time, which was cold and gloomy.

Mei Xueyi: "..."

He was still smiling, his smile terribly gentle.

Obviously, this man is not only sick in his body, but also in his brain, he is also very sick. She didn't know for a while, whether he wanted her to go out of the wall, or he didn't want her to go out of the wall.

Mei Xueyi looked at the sky speechlessly.

The moonlight suddenly dimmed a bit.

A dark wind swirled across the corridor of His Royal Highness, and the surrounding temperature dropped sharply. On top of the golden tiles and jade pillars and Xueyue Qionghua, a black gauze-like shadow was cast.

The atmosphere became completely different. Ghosts seemed to be swaying in every invisible corner, the wind whispered, and the hair on the back stood up, as if something was blowing against the back of the neck.

Mei Xueyi's eyes stopped slightly.

Between the gods, the corridor became dark and gloomy. She looked around and found that the surrounding environment had quietly changed. Standing alone in the middle of the corridor, the very sick king disappeared, and the corridor The palace servants standing on both sides disappeared, and the palace seemed to be the only one left with her.

She was wearing a snow-white shirt, and she was cold and cold into her bones, and she was instinctively warned, telling her what was standing behind her.

This is... the Yinling is coming?

In the words of a mortal, it is a ghost.

As soon as his thoughts turned, the woman's stern wailing sounded in the courtyard.

Mei Xueyi looked sideways, and saw that the snowman who was kneeling in the snow rustled up and staggered towards her, blood and tears gradually shed from the position of his eyes. His face was covered by falling snow, looming, adding a bit of unknown horror.

"Don't... Believe... him!" The harsh scream echoed all around.

Sure enough, it was a ghost phantom.

Mei Xueyi couldn't remember how many years she hadn't seen this kind of thing.

Yin spirits cannot directly hurt people. Their only means of killing is to launch a mental attack on the spirits, which makes people hallucinate, panicking in panic, falling into the traps prepared by the Yin spirits and dying. The most common is Drowning or falling.

She recalled that there seemed to be no well in the courtyard.

At this moment, her body was wrapped in a satin quilt, wrapped like a rice dumpling, she couldn't move at all. Besides, there were court ladies on both sides of the corridor, so many big living people could not just watch her as a queen. Earn the satin quilt, where can you run away to find death?

Mei Xueyi felt that the Yinling's brain might not be bright and would not harm people.

Idiot.

As the "Snowman" approached step by step, its seven orifices began to gush out blood, and its appearance became more and more terrifying. Step by step, it left a line of bloody footprints in the snow.

Mei Xueyi held her breath-fearing that she was moving too much and scared her away.

This kind of thing can also harm mortals and little monks. The Nascent Infant’s clear mind can break the illusion at a glance and catch the Yin spirit itself. It is actually a group of chaotic and broken soul power condensed from resentment. After the evil spirit is removed, it becomes a great tonic, which is beneficial to the soul.

Mei Xueyi is a magic repair, grabbing the Yin Ling and swallowing it without even removing the evil spirit. When the heavenly demons passed the border before, the large and small ghosts began to flee from thousands of miles away. She hadn't seen them for a long, long time. At this moment, such a silly ghost suddenly appeared, still scratching her head very hard in front of her, trying to scare her, Mei Xueyi couldn't help but tears in her eyes.

Although the body is not hers, the soul is still her. Even if there is no soul power, who can fight to tear down his own blood-robed demon every day when it comes to primitive swallowing?

As for the horrible appearance... the truly terrifying demon is the delicate and weak one.

Mei Xueyi controlled herself, trying not to show a perverted smile.

Across the corridor, Yin Ling raised a pair of bloody eyes, stared at her, and screamed at her hoarsely: "Don't... believe... him!"

A pool of blood soon accumulated under its feet, spreading finely on the snow.

In addition to shouting this sentence, it seems unable to express any more meaning.

It looks very, very anxious.

The same sentence reverberated throughout the courtyard-don't believe him.

Shouted for a long time, but did not see the next move.

Mei Xueyi was a little surprised.

It seemed that this Yin Ling was not going to harm her, but wanted to report to her.

"Ah..." Mei Xueyi sighed disappointedly.

In her life, she was cruel and slaughtered countless, but she had always had a principle-not to kill anything that released goodwill to her, no matter people, demons, ghosts, or beasts.

never mind.

She nodded at Yin Ling: "I know, I won't believe him, you can go."

It probably didn't understand it, and looked even more anxious, raised its hand, and peeled off the snow layer by layer, and fell down with its flesh and blood.

It wailed sadly: "Don't believe him!"

"I know, I know." Mei Xueyi pinched her eyebrows, "Go away."

This situation is like putting a roasted suckling pig or leg of lamb in front of a person who has been hungry for ten and a half months, and desperately reminding her to eat it.

Yin Ling held back for a long time before finally squeezing out another full sentence: "Don't believe him... he kills me!"

Mei Xueyi felt that as long as she was a normal-minded person, she could come to this conclusion on her own, and she really didn't need to report it specially.

Or does it want her to avenge it? Then it can find the wrong person. She is a demon cultivator, acting biased and harsh, doing her own way, unless she directly provokes her, otherwise she will never do anything to do things for the sky-she is a demon! It is not the light of the right way.

Mei Xueyi nodded solemnly at the distraught Yin Ling: "I know he killed you. If there is nothing unexpected, he will kill me tomorrow."

Yin Ling: "..."

It stared at her with two eyeholes, continued to blow the wind for a while, screamed a few times in its throat, and finally dissipated unwillingly.

The illusion disappeared little by little.

Mei Xueyi returned to her senses and found that she didn't know when she had been taken into the hot soup pool of the side hall.

He thought she was asleep, he was holding her very carefully, and he was cleaning her fingers very carefully, one by one, and his movements were creepy.

Mei Xueyi didn't have to open his eyes to imagine his sick eyes at the moment.

Take good care of it, handle it with care, just like tossing a precious dead thing.

She felt that between herself and the puppet might only be separated by the wild man named Shen Xiuzhu.

It's a crime.

He hung his head, breathing across her cheek, like a poisonous snake spitting messages against her. She leaned against his chest and couldn't feel her heart beating.

She chose to pretend to sleep.

From time to time, his thin lips will roll over his ears, and his low, sick voice may become lighter and heavier: "Mei Xueyi...Mei Xueyi."

The sound of gritted teeth seemed to love her so much, and it seemed to eat her alive.

Oh, it turns out that this body is also called Mei Xueyi. Mei Xueyi said.

After taking a shower in shame, he hugged her back the same way.

Passing by the promenade under the snow, Mei Xueyi secretly opened a gap in her eyes and looked at the corner of the courtyard.

The handmaid's body was no longer where she was, and Yin Ling did not show up again, perhaps because she was too disappointed in her.

She left the episode behind her head.

He carried her into the bedroom, stopped to cough three or five times in the middle, and vomited blood with his head turned.

When in bed, she really couldn't tell that he was dying ill.

He put her on the white jade couch, held her in his arms, and wiped her hair with strands.

He half-opened his clothes, and the unique fragrance on his body had been lingering on the tip of her nose. His movements were gentle, as if he had fiddled with her thousands of times, and the postures of the two of them were incomparably suitable.

With his slightly cold body temperature, Mei Xueyi fell asleep unconsciously.

I don't know how long slept, but suddenly woke up from sleep and found that the sky was bright outside.

She woke up quickly and completely, her heart drumming frantically in her chest, and her body was beaten by waves of panic like a tide.

She hasn't slept for too long. A big demon like her, not to mention sleeping, even if he shakes the gods a little bit, an eye-catching enemy will take the opportunity to pounce on him.

At this moment, the cultivation base was lost and the road ahead was dangerous, she actually fell asleep in this man's arms!

Suddenly looking up, he found that his deep eyes were staring straight at her, and the dark emotions that she couldn't understand were flooding with her eyes.

When her eyes collided, her pupils contracted unconsciously.

He slowly squinted his eyes, his muffled voice filled with anger: "Are you afraid?"

He pinched her chin and drew closer. The dark fire in his black eyes seemed to burn her to ashes. The contrast between the terrifying eyes and the gentle smile was shocking.

"In this world, there is only one person in this world who will never take you down. What are you afraid of!" He thought about it seriously, staring at her, his eyes softly faded, and the corners of his lips smile gradually, "DeadI won’t be afraid anymore, I want you alone, every year, peaceful and happy."

Mei Xueyi: "..."

If she understood correctly, he meant to kill her, right?