Grab the female protagonist with the male protagonist

The hollow and ghostly singing voice drifted with the wind and penetrated into the ears.

Wen Wuning slowly opened his eyes.

The woman was lying on her knees, her long hair was scattered on the ground like a waterfall, like a splash of ink, and the red fire light was printed on her snow-white face, making her ghostly face more popular.

The woman looked tall, thin and stiff. She was supposed to be heavy, but she could hardly feel the weight when lying on her lap.

Wen Wujing quietly listened to her singing softly.

This tone is weird and distant, but after listening to it too much, I feel that it has a special charm and makes people feel peaceful.

Although this woman's strange origin is unknown, Wen Wuning can't feel her malice.

Even knowing that her weakness is just an appearance.

A gust of mountain wind blew away the strange fragrance circling around, and Wen Wuning realized that the singing voice had disappeared at some point, and the woman lying on her lap was crying silently again, and the beating flames were imprinted on her dark and empty pupils , Red tears of blood left two red marks on her pink cheeks.

"Why are you crying again?" Wen Wuning asked.

She was silent.

In the next few days they continued on their way, and occasionally a woman would appear for a short break, and every time they appeared, they would not say anything, just laying on Wen Wuning's body and weeping.

Until one day, their horses turned over and refused to take a further step. The rascal's appearance made people feel helpless, so they had no choice but to abandon them and walk. However, within two steps, Wen Wuning crooked and fell down with two exclamations. .

"Guests and slaves go back."

The woman who had been silent for the past few days was finally willing to speak.

This is Wen Wuning's first time facing a woman face to face, she is really tall and thin, her body of water blue satin seems to be hanging empty on her body.

Wen Wuning asked: "Go back to that house? Didn't you want to leave with me? If you want to go back, you can go back by yourself, and I won't stop you."

As soon as the words fell, the woman shed blood and tears again, Wen Wuning was very irritable, before she could speak, he shook his sleeves and said: "Don't cry in front of me, I won't do this."

"I beg the guest and slave to go back." The woman sobbed and stretched out her hand to pull her, Wen Wuning withdrew her hand, avoiding her like a snake, and said coldly: "Let me go back!"

Looking around, the surrounding scenery was exactly the same as before she lost consciousness, except that her junior sister and Sheng Baihe were missing.

This is in the fantasy of this woman.

I don't know if the green sword can open the illusion?

Withdrawing her gaze, Wen Wuning gathered Qi in the palm of her hand, a blue light suddenly appeared, turning into a green sword in her palm, and there was a whining and weeping voice behind her.

"I don't want to go back, but I have to. Let's go together as a guest. I am so lonely..."

Wen Wuning was so annoyed that he didn't listen carefully, turned around and swung his sword, the green sword pierced the night sky, and a crack appeared out of thin air.

At the same time, there was a sharp scream from behind, Wen Wuning turned around and saw the woman with a miserable face, her black hair billowing and flying behind her.

Ignoring the strangeness in his heart, Wen Wuning flew towards the crack.

Before he opened his eyes, a strong smell of blood came to his nostrils, Wen Wuning frowned and opened his eyes.

"Senior sister, are you awake? Are you okay?"

Sheng Baihe's voice came from the top of his head, and Wen Wuning turned away immediately. After getting up, he saw a crocodile lying on its belly a few steps away. Junior sister trace.

"Looking for that junior sister?" Sheng Baihe lowered his eyes and got up with the sword in his left hand.

Wen Wuning looked at him, frowned and asked: "Where is she?"

Sheng Baihe, who has always combed his hair meticulously, now has some short hair messily falling on his forehead. Compared with the usual image of a gentleman, he has a youthful sense of both righteousness and evil. His eyelids are raised behind the short hair, and he only hears a sinister smile: "If I said I chopped her up and fed her to bedbugs."

Wen Wuning was taken aback, and glared at him: "Where is she?!"

Sheng Baihe's expression couldn't tell whether it was angry or hurt for a moment.

"Senior sister, I am a villain in your heart, am I not?"

Sheng Baihe raised his right hand and pulled up his sleeve, revealing the bloody wound on his arm: "You suddenly fainted just now, and a bug bit you back, if I hesitated, you can't stand here and scold me loudly now! "

The wound was obviously bitten out by sharp teeth, Wen Wuning looked at the wound with astonishment.

Putting down his sleeves, Sheng Baihe's heart seemed to be frying in a frying pan. He took a deep breath and said with pain: "No matter what I have done for you, you can't see it. In your heart, I will always be the one who treats you lightly." You despicable villain, just anyone has more weight in your heart than me."

Counting down, Sheng Baihe saved Wen's family, Wen Ran, and Wen Wuning, and came forward to help take care of Wen Ran's affairs after Wen Ran's death.

For people with clear grievances.

Wen Wuning's expression was complicated: "What do you want from me."

"I just want you to give me a chance."

Lin Niaoyou's dying appearance suddenly appeared in his mind, Wen Wuning said decisively: "Impossible, don't even think about it!"

Maybe it was wrong to go with Sheng Baihe this time!

Now that he was far away from the Wen family, Sheng Baihe could no longer confuse his father and endanger the Wen family.

It's time to wrap things up.

Wen Wuning lowered his eyes: "The past is wiped out, we part ways here, and we will be strangers when we meet again in the future."

For the evil things he did, if he didn't kill him, he would be repaying those kindnesses.

Unexpectedly, Wen Wuning wanted to draw a clear line with him, Sheng Baihe gritted his teeth: "Don't even think about it!"

Wen Wuning didn't want to get entangled with him, and was about to take Lan Feier away immediately, Wen Wuning looked around.

"Don't look for it! She was killed by me!"

Suddenly there was a strong wind, and the white crane's clothes and hair fluttered, and the gentle and upright face was as terrifying as a ghost for a moment.

"I wanted to kill her a long time ago! Just now, while you were unconscious, I chopped her into several pieces alive. She died in great pain, crying and begging for mercy..."

Seeing Wen Wuning's face gradually turning pale, Sheng Baihe laughed loudly in the strong wind.

Wen Wuning's hands trembled slightly, staring at the man laughing wildly in the wind, her eyes were tearing open.

A blue light flashed, and the trembling hand clenched the green sword tightly.

"Sister!"

A familiar cry suddenly came from the forest, Wen Wuning's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he turned his head in a daze, a living person ran towards her.

The turbid air stuck in the heart disappeared, but the eye sockets were burning hot.

His hands were still trembling slightly because of fear.

Lan Fei'er felt that the atmosphere was not right before she got close, Sheng Baihe looked at her wishing to peel her alive, not wishing to but really wanting to kill her!

Sensing the real killing intent, Lan Fei'er's body reacted first, turned over flexibly on the spot, and a sharp sword qi shaved off a layer of flowers and plants under her feet.

As soon as she landed, Lan Feier ran back non-stop, and the sound of hand-to-hand combat came from behind her. She ran out of the dangerous area and hid behind a tree to wait and see.

Qingbai Jianguang rolled up grass petals, and Sheng Baihe slashed at Wen Wuning like Wen Wuning killed his own father.

Lan Feier was dumbfounded.

What happened in the short ten minutes she was away?

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感谢在2019-11-2319:32:48~2019-11-2423:18:05期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: suzu1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of old porridge;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!