Traveling through memoirs

When the panic reaches the limit, you actually don't even have the strength to scold your mother.

Qing Luo's arm was severely suppressed by Yingcao as if revenge, making him completely incapacitated, and the colorful centipede crawled along Yingcao's hand to Qing Luo's palm.

The N paws of the arthropod scratched back and forth on Qing Luo's palm... scratching back and forth... making Qing Luo's skin crawl.

"Fuck...can it work? Can you make it faster?!!!" Qing Luo's head was not enough, even her eyes were closed tightly, and fine lines appeared around her eyes.But the loss of vision made his sense of touch more sensitive, and he could clearly feel every tiny movement of the centipede crawling on his arm.

"Don't you have to recognize the house when you move to a new house? Huahua has to get used to it! Can you let go of so many things!" Yingcao rolled her eyes, stroked the centipede's exoskeleton, and comforted Huahua, who was a little nervous.

"Damn mentally retarded..." Qing Luo now wished that she would be acupunctured, and then be completely ignorant.

Finally, after the centipede Huahua circled Qing Luo's arm for about a dozen times, she finally slowly crawled towards Qing Luo's wound that had scabbed over.

"Damn..." When Hua Hua bit open Qing Luo's wound again with her front teeth, Qing Luo still couldn't hold back her curse.

Not only the pain, but also the sudden hot feeling and the numbness that has penetrated into the muscles so far.

But in a place that Qing Luo couldn't see, a piece of purple and black had already spread from Huahua's position.

Tasting Qing Luo's flesh and blood, Hua Hua's speed obviously increased. After pulling Qing Luo's wound a little bigger, she began to burrow under Qing Luo's skin.

This time, Qing Luo, who was prepared, gritted his teeth, but could be regarded as holding back the pain of his muscles being torn and did not cry out again.

The inherent fear of centipedes in her heart, coupled with the pain in her arm due to poisoning and injury, made Qing Luo break out in cold sweat, and her face was extremely pale.

"Fox spirit... are you alright?" Yingcao was also a little scared when she saw Qing Luo's appearance as if she had lost half her life.

"How long will it take?" Qing Luo couldn't see how much the centipede had penetrated, but only knew that the centipede was still perseveringly burrowing into her own flesh and blood.

Seeing that Huahua got into less than half of her body, Yingcao bit her lower lip with a dazed expression, scratched her cheek, Yingcao replied: "Quickly, there is only one tail left."

Qing Luo took it seriously... thinking 'It will only take ten seconds at most, and Renren will pass! 'Qing Luo cheered herself up.

Half a minute later... (For Qing Luo, whose time is like a year, 30 years have passed.)

"... How long will it be..."

Looking at Huahua, who still has a part of her body stuck outside, Yingcao said without any pressure: "There is still a tail left!"

"Damn it! Damn it! You just said you still have a tail left!" Qing Luo turned her head and stared at Yingcao in a fit of anger.

"Look for yourself! There's only one tail left! I didn't lie to you!" Yingcao pointed to Qing Luo's arm and said plausibly.

Qing Luo subconsciously followed Yingcao's fingers, then looked at her own arm.

All naked/exposed skin in the air has completely turned black, but under this dark background, a part of the body of a colorful centipede with a shiny shell is still struggling to get into the dark skin.

Looking at the centipede-shaped bulge under her skin and the part of the centipede's tail that was still moving, Qing Luo closed her eyes—and passed out completely.

However, the moment Qing Luo passed out, due to the relaxation of Qing Luo's muscles, Centipede Huahua also successfully got into Qing Luo's body.

As the centipede-shaped bulge on Qing Luo's skin squirmed and disappeared, Qing Luo's arm, which had been blackened by poisoning, quickly returned to its original healthy honey color, and the wound where Hua Hua entered also quickly healed into a pale pink trace.

It all happened so fast, like a tornado.

So Yingcao only noticed: Qing Luo fainted on her shoulder, and Hua Hua got into it.

Yingcao patted Qing Luo's face: "Fox spirit?"

Qing Luo didn't respond...

"Who am I... Where am I... What should I do..." Yingcao looked at a loss, "Uncle Ying didn't tell me, what should I do if the vixen fainted?" '

Therefore, Yingcao's final decision is to stay the same and respond to all changes.

Just like that, the two 'snuggled' together...sitting!

In the end, Qing Luo woke up from the cold.

Open your eyes, it's dark...

'What the hell? Qing Luo straightened up, and then Yingcao, who fell asleep due to the long wait, fell down on Qing Luo's lap with a "stick".

But at this moment, Qing Luo didn't have time to take care of the baby dish that occupied her thigh, because his neck was so stiff right now.

Leaning on the shoulder of Yingcao, who was much shorter than him, and keeping her head tilted greatly from dawn to dusk, Qing Luo felt that her neck was about to break.

Holding her neck and moving carefully, Qing Luo bared her teeth and wanted to snap her neck back.

"elder brother?"

Just as Qing Luo was about to turn his head to look at the source of the voice, his neck was stretched.

"Hey..." Qing Luo clutched her neck and propped herself up on the stone table: "Qing Ke? Come quickly."

After Qing Luo finished speaking, Qing Ke had already stood by Qing Luo's side: "Brother, why didn't you and Yingcao go to eat?"

Qing Ke, who is obsessed with practicing kung fu and cannot extricate himself, would not have come here if he hadn't seen these two people during dinner.

After hearing Qing Ke's questioning, Qing Luo knew that eight out of ten Qing Ke didn't know about the deal between him and Ying.According to Qing Ke's temperament, if he knew about this matter, he would definitely not agree to it.

Knowing that, Qing Luo replied: "Yingcao helped me recuperate my body. Although I can't recover my skills now, it doesn't mean that I won't be able to in the future, so I still need to lay a solid foundation."

"Then why don't you go to the room, it's so cold outside." Qing Ke said, pulling up Yingcao with one hand, throwing the person onto his shoulder like a sack, and then supported Qing with the other hand. lo.

"Outside...the scenery is nice..." Qing Luo couldn't tell a lie, but fortunately, Qing Ke had a low IQ.

"Then do you still eat?" Seeing that Qing Luo was a little unsteady, Qing Ke simply clamped Qing Luo under his arm.

Qing Luo didn't care either, she happened to sleep until her legs were numb, and she didn't want to walk.Qing Ke's body is also thick, so it's quite comfortable to hold him like this.

"Yawn~" Qing Luo yawned: "Of course I ate it, let's have some porridge."

"Okay, I'll send you to the main room first, and I'll arrange for the servants to cook."

Thinking of the time when the baby centipede tortured her in the afternoon, Qing Luo said: "Yingcao sleeps so soundly, don't wake her up, just send her back to the room. If she is hungry, she Woke up early, probably not hungry."

Qing Ke felt that what Qing Luo said made sense!Very obediently sent Qing Luo to the main room, and then carried Yingcao back to the room.

The servants of [Purple Mist Valley] are quick-witted, and when Qing Ke returned to the main room after delivering Yingcao, Qing Luo had already had hot porridge.Not only that, there were three or four maids who rubbed shoulders and legs.

"Would you like some more?" Seeing Qing Ke came back, Qing Luo greeted him.

"I'm full." Qing Ke shook his head: "I'm relieved to see that you two are fine, I'm going to practice." After speaking, Qing Ke turned and left.

Qing Luo shrugged and tilted her head: "Here, push harder."

"Master Qing Luo really enjoys it..." You don't even need to turn your head, hearing the tone, the line of voice, it must be that old fox Ying!

"Hmm~" Qing Luo was not polite, and opened his mouth to swallow the spoon that the maid put in his mouth: "The Shadow Pavilion mainly wants to enjoy it with me?"

Ying walked up to Qing Luo with her hands behind her back: "You go down first." He said this to several maids.

"I haven't finished eating here yet." Qing Luo followed the retreating maids and said.

"Ying Eleven!" Ying Eleven's figure appeared in front of Qing Luo following Ying's voice.

Ying raised his chin towards Ying Eleven, and Ying Eleven picked up the porridge bowl put down by the maid with a wink.

"It's not enough, my neck hurts..."

How could the old fox shadow not understand the meaning of these words.Ying was not angry, and stood behind Qing Luo with a good temper and squeezed his shoulders.

"Is there anything you want to say, let's say it?" Someone was feeding, someone was pinching his shoulders, Qing Luo was contented and Ge You paralyzed again.

While paralyzed, Qing Luo praised how easy it was to feed her, 'Look at me, how easy it is to feed!Some people pinch their shoulders, some feed them, some have ginseng and bird's nest... (3000 words omitted here) I am actually satisfied!What an easily satisfied person I am! '

"The young master doesn't know about this matter." Ying pondered for a while and said.

"I know." Qing Luo pinched her nose: "I won't mention this to him either. If you're worried about this, then you can put your heart in your stomach now."

"Yingcao doesn't know either." Ying continued.

This surprised Qing Luo a little.

Qing Luo could tell that the little girl Yingcao liked Qing Ke, so he speculated that Yingcao knew about the deal between him and Ying.He even suspected that Yingcao agreed to lend him the centipede under the pretext that the plan was implemented smoothly so that he could better protect Qing Ke.

After all, for people who raise Gu, the Gu King planted in their own bodies since childhood is equivalent to their second life.People are alive, Gu is here, people are dead, Gu is dead, it is impossible to lend out easily.

So Qing Luo never expected that Yingcao would also be kept in the dark.

"How did you convince her?" Qing Luo hiccupped, waved her hand, and signaled that Ying Eleven was full and didn't need to serve any more porridge.

"That little girl, you have a hard mouth and a soft heart." Ying shook his head with a smile, and didn't answer Qing Luo's question directly: "Don't let Yingcao know about those things, she has no way of talking, she knows, probably No one will know."

"Yeah." Ying didn't answer, and Qing Luo didn't ask anymore, and nodded to show that he knew.

"By the way..." Qing Luo looked at Ying Eleven and remembered some of her original rights: "Ying Eleven..."

"Well, he is still yours. During this period, he will obey your orders." Ying said bluntly.

"Then... good night, Pavilion Master Ying." Qing Luo said, beckoning to Ying Eleven: "Take me back to my room."