My super open life

"Impossible, you're lying!" Chu Feixue shouted hoarsely on the stone bed. Her voice was already hoarse, but now there was even a whimper.

Her expression was determined, but her fists were clenched tightly, and her nails were dug into the flesh.

A trace of helplessness appeared on Li Huaishui's face. He knew that what Shen Mingyang said should be true, but he still had a question in his heart.

"Since you discovered his secret, according to his way of doing things, you should be silenced. Why did you use a woman to silence you?"

Li Huaishui asked coldly: "Don't tell me that he spared your life because of the deep love between your master and apprentice."

"A master-student love? Hahaha, what a master-student love." Shen Mingyang laughed again, but the laughter sounded a bit bitter.

After he calmed down a bit, he said slowly: "To be honest, I was also very scared at the beginning. I have been terrified for many years. I am afraid that one day he will think of this and kill me."

"I didn't fully understand why he didn't kill me until I read the "Brahma Heart Demon Art" he practiced two days ago!"

The smile on his face became more and more weird, he gritted his teeth while laughing, it was hard to tell whether he was laughing or hating.

"Because I am a blind medicinal material, do you understand the medicinal material? It is the medicine primer! Before he can enjoy the fruit of Junior Sister, he must use my blood essence as the medicine primer."

"That's why I can't die. I have to live until his plan comes into effect. That's why he pretended to betroth my younger junior sister to me to stop my mouth."

"Hey hey, so don't be too sad, little junior sister, you are a real fruit, but the old man will let you live well because of his magic power."

"But it's different for me. I'm just a drug primer, and he will let go of the essence and blood bit by bit. In the end, I will be just an unknown mummy on the mass grave."

After Shen Mingyang finished speaking, tears had covered his entire face, but the corners of his mouth were still smiling, looking so creepy and neurotic.

Chu Feixue was completely silent.

She is not a fool, it's just that she has been unwilling to believe it.

Now the truth came to light, the man she had always regarded as her grandfather was actually a real devil, Li Huaishui could feel how tormented she was at the moment.

Not to mention her, even Shen Mingyang and Li Huaishui felt a little pitiful.

In the final analysis, they are all tools and pawns of old man Lingsha.

It's just that although Shen Mingyang is pitiful, his indiscriminate killing of innocent people is even more abhorrent.

Li Huaishui asked himself that he was not a messenger of justice, but he could not allow such a person to continue to live in the world.

Perhaps feeling the change in Li Huaishui's aura, Shen Mingyang suddenly raised his head: "You can't kill me, now only I know how to enjoy her, as long as you let me go, I can..."

Before he could say what he said later, he closed his mouth forever.

As soon as Li Huaishui stepped out, Shen Mingyang's head was torn apart like a ripe watermelon, and thick blood mixed with white brains flowed out.

Li Huaishui picked up the shirt on the ground, and with a burst of sword energy, the rope on Chu Feixue's body fell off automatically. Chu Feixue, who had already collapsed, seemed to be exhausted, and fell to the side weakly.

Fortunately, Li Huaishui had quick eyes and quick hands, and gently held her in his arms.

The fragrant shoulders that are warm and moist like jade exude an attractive luster. When the skin is touched, Li Huaishui feels the warm body temperature of the other party, and Li Huaishui is embarrassed for a while.

It really is a rare kiwi fruit in a thousand years, but the faint body fragrance makes people want to stop.

Li Huaishui took a deep breath, put his shirt on Chu Feixue's body, hugged his waist with one hand, and hugged his overlapping jade legs with the other, and walked out of the basement slowly.

Just before the passage was about to close, his toes brushed against a pile of candles stuck on the wall, and the strong wind outside the house whipped up the candles and made a humming sound, as if those innocent souls who died in vain were laughing heartily.

The fire was getting bigger and bigger, and in a blink of an eye the entire villa was burned. Li Huaishui stood outside the door with Chu Feixue in his arms, watched the villa collapse, turned and left slowly.

After sending Chu Feixue home, Li Huaishui didn't get up until she fell asleep before leaving.

But just as he left, Chu Feixue, who was already sleeping soundly on the bed, slowly opened his eyes.

She turned her head, and the photo on the bedside table came into view.

At the seaside in midsummer that year, the girl in the yellow dress had such a pure smile on her face.

Standing next to her was a kind old grandfather. The grandparent and grandson were standing in the setting sun. When the waves came from behind, they ran away in embarrassment.

"Bang!"

The photo frame was ruthlessly thrown on the ground, glass shards splashed everywhere, the somewhat yellowed old photo slowly fell from the air, and when the wind blew, it slowly floated out of the window.

Chu Feixue subconsciously wanted to reach out to grab it, but as soon as she raised her hand, it froze in mid-air.

……

"Hey, brat, what are you doing?"

"Dad, what's the matter with you?"

As soon as I got into the car, my dad called.

"You're a grown-up man. It's time to start a family. Your aunt introduced a girl to you. Take some time this afternoon to meet her."

Damn, what's going on?
Blind date?

Li Huaishui froze in the car.

"Stinky boy, I can warn you, you must be serious about it. I will call your aunt in the evening and ask how the girls think of you."

Li Huaishui never thought that he would go on a blind date one day, so he replied feebly, "How old am I, can I not go?"

"Of course not! Their girls are excellent. How many times did your mother beg before they are willing to meet you? Don't you know what's good and what's wrong, kid."

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, that's it. I've already sent you your phone number and where you live. I guess they'll call you soon."

Li Jianguo hung up the phone, looked at Liu Xiuqin and said with a smile, "Fortunately, I hung up quickly, otherwise this kid doesn't know how long he will have to bargain."

Liu Xiuqin was already able to walk normally, and was sitting in front of the loom and was busy working. When she heard Li Jianguo's words, she raised her head: "Okay, neither of the father and son is right."

There was a smile on the corner of her mouth, she put down the things in her hand, and suddenly sighed: "I don't know if this girl can fall in love with Huaishui."

"Why not?" Li Jianguo raised his head high and widened his eyes: "All the men in our old Li's family are hard-working, and their bodies are first-class."

"Go, go, I just talked about you, and you are even more enthusiastic." Liu Xiuqin rolled her eyes: "I'm afraid that the girls have high eyesight, our family can't afford a house in Luzhou."

Speaking of the house, Li Jianguo gradually lost his voice.

……

"Ding dong."

Wu Xia, who was sleeping on a night shift, was suddenly awakened by the doorbell.

She rubbed her head, got up and went to open the door.

At first, she thought that someone didn't bring the key, but when the door opened and saw a strange woman standing outside, she instantly sobered up a lot.

"who are you looking for?"

The woman outside the door was wearing exquisite makeup and a limited-edition Prada handbag on her wrist. When she saw Wu Xia, her eyes showed a look of surprise, and then she looked past Wu Xia and looked into the room.

"It's a group rented house?" The woman said to herself, then walked in, "Well, it's all old-fashioned furniture, so old-fashioned."

Wu Xia frowned slightly, and said with some displeasure, "Miss, who are you looking for?"

"Me?" The woman turned around and pointed at herself, "Don't call me Miss, it sounds weird, my name is Guo Xiaoyan."

"Originally, I came here to look for Li Huaishui, but now it seems that there is no need for it."

She looked around the room, frowning, took out a handkerchief from her bag and covered her nose, as if there were some bacteria in the room.

Upon hearing that he was here to find Li Huaishui, Wu Xia took a serious look at Guo Xiaoyan in front of him.

At the age of 28, he is dressed very stylishly, and the clothes are all new seasonal products in famous brand stores. The perfume on his body is Dior's Sweetheart series, which symbolizes sensuality and charm.

After a hasty glance, Wu Xia had a rough judgment on her, that she was an exquisite egoist.

Coupled with this superior demeanor, Wu Xia instantly lost her affection for her.

"Miss, Li Huaishui is not at home now, would you sit and wait for him for a while, or come back next time?"

Without waiting for the woman to answer, she added in a strange way: "I think you'd better come here next time."

A strange smile appeared on Guo Xiaoyan's face, as if she had seen through Wu Xia's careful thinking: "It's okay, don't worry if you come here, just sit and wait for a while."

With that said, she walked to the edge of the sofa, carefully chose a place she thought was relatively clean and sat down, still tightly covering her mouth and nose with the handkerchief.

Wu Xia reluctantly closed the door of the house.

The people who came were all guests, and they were looking for Li Huaishui, so she didn't want to show embarrassment to others, so she had to pour a glass of water, and then sat on the side to accompany her.