A squeamish bag can defeat a hundred [quick travel]

Ji Qing didn't like being surrounded by people so much, he asked Dennis for a veil, put it on his face, and then walked into the crowd.

People came and went on the street, Ji Qing was like a drop of water flowing into a stream, no one could find him again.When Ji Qing was about to find a corner to stare in a daze, he suddenly found that the surrounding scenery had changed——

Countless identical shops and crowds appeared in front of him, with dozens of streets extending radially from the ground where he was standing.

A handsome young man walked slowly from the end of the street. Every time he took a step, a clone appeared. When he reached Ji Qing, dozens of identical young men had already surrounded Ji Qing.

"Sylvia?" Dozens of teenagers spoke together, looked at Ji Qing carefully with pale golden eyes, and then said with certainty: "Sylvia."

There was no warmth in his pale golden eyes, as if he was staring at a dead object, his slightly immature boyish face was covered with a cold expression, and he said every word like a rigid teacher: "You can disappear gone."

After he finished speaking, he calmly raised his hand, and all the background became distorted, as if there was a vortex that involved everything in it.

"System, why do weird things always provoke me? Do you think I look easy to bully?" Ji Qing looked at the boy with folded arms and complained unhappily.When Ji Qing was about to take action to solve this little trouble, a door of space suddenly appeared in front of him.

The familiar skeleton staggered out from the door.

Ji Qing's original plan to make a move was completely suppressed by the great joy that burst out of his heart. He tried very hard not to let himself laugh, and pretended to be weak, pitiful and helpless.

Countless skeletons scrambled to crawl out of the space gate, pouring down like a gray torrent. Those skeletons surrounded Ji Qing, making a gesture of protection.

The swaying rhythm of the swaying wildfires in the eye sockets is the same. They seem to be programmed by someone, and they move towards the boy step by step. More and more skeletons appear in this space, and the two forces confront each other.

One is pale gold and the other is off-white.

The light golden power is like a boa constrictor, trying to devour the gray-white giant elephant, but the end of the greedy snake swallowing the elephant is to burst its stomach.

All the forces gathered together to barely maintain the balance. When the last skeleton crawled out, all the balance was broken in an instant, and the countless distorted scenes had cracked lines. With a click, everything became broken lenses .

The figure of the young man with pale golden eyes instantly became unreal, he turned and ran, and a large group of skeletons also rushed out, showing the momentum of chasing after him.

Ji Qing looked at the backs of a large group of skeletons, he walked into it, stretched out his hand and grabbed a running skeleton seemingly casually.

The soft hand tightly grasped the pale ulnar bone, and then hugged the skeleton frame with such strength that it seemed that it wanted to hug it to pieces.

All the skeletons ran away, only the skeleton frame held by Ji Qing remained in place aggrievedly, it bent its neck, and the two clusters of will-o'-the-wisps representing eyes stared faintly at Ji Qing.

Ji Qing raised his head ferociously, pinched the mandible of the skeleton with his hands, his blue eyes were particularly bright because of anger, and he asked angrily: "Didn't you want me?! Why are you still here?" run over here?!"

The skeleton looked at Ji Qing innocently, as if saying that I am just a poor little skeleton and I don't know anything.

Ji Qing was not confused by the enemy at all, he aggressively overwhelmed the little skeleton, and pushed it to the ground neatly, because the skeleton was overwhelmed by Ji Qing, and Ji Qing was holding the skeleton , so his hand should have landed first.

But the little skeleton protected Ji Qing's hand tightly with its bone-only palm, making sure that its own phalanx and metacarpal touched the ground without rubbing any flesh on Ji Qing, so it carefully let go.

Ji Qing lay on the skeleton, and he didn't feel that the bones were knocking people. He held the cold bones with his hands, put his fingertips on the cheekbones, and stared at the two clusters of will-o'-the-wisps with his blue eyes. Ji Qing sniffed and said, "Why are you pretending, Nigel, you've been exposed, you villain! Now, let's get caught and deal with the truth, and I can spare your life!"

The two clusters of will-o'-the-wisps were burning peacefully. They were not those dark green eyes, and even a slight change in mood could be seen intuitively.When Ji Qing looked at those dark green eyes, he could read all the emotions, all the likes and all the love of the other party.

But now the will-o'-the-wisps replaced the eyes, the two clusters of will-o'-the-wisps are only eternally cold, always the same indifferent and indifferent no matter when and where.

It seems that it is this appearance that gives Nigel the confidence to pretend to be stupid. After all, he can tell that his ears are no longer there. He just needs to pretend to be stupid and not speak, and Ji Qing can't do anything about him.

But Nigel would be naive to think so.

Ji Qing stared at the two clusters of will-o'-the-wisps earnestly. His blue eyes reflected the ugly skeleton in front of him. If outsiders saw such a scene, they would definitely find it very strange, because one was supposed to be The skeleton lying in the cemetery is a beautiful body that cannot be described by the most beautiful words in the world, but there is a harmony in this weirdness, because all the beauties in the world are just a pink body after being skinned. Skeletons, everything that troubles the world is nothing but the word hue.

"Why did you reject me?" Ji Qing said softly, "Let me guess, is it because of my looks? Or other reasons? But it doesn't matter what the reason is." Ji Qing planted a kiss on the cold forehead.

This is Ji Qing's answer.

At the moment of being kissed, the two clusters of will-o'-the-wisps stopped burning and froze in the air in a daze.

"I told you a long time ago that there is a soul willing to sing for you, whether it is in heaven or hell." Ji Qing gently traced the shape of the bones with his fingers, and said softly: "Then let me sing for you now." Let me add one more thing, there is a soul willing to sing for you, whether you are a skeleton or a devil, evil or a living soul."

Ji Qing grabbed the hand with only bones left, put it on his chest, and said, "Your Excellency, do you like me? If you like me, then here, behind this flamboyant clothes, covered by warm skin, white The ribs and the heart wrapped in fine nerves are yours."

Ji Qing gently kissed the palm bone, and whispered: "Stop playing hide and seek, Your Excellency, I really like you, I really love you."

The gray-white spiritual light covered the white bones, and countless flesh grew rapidly, and then clothes and masks appeared on Nigel's body.

Nigel stood up straight from the ground, looking at Ji Qing who was sitting on his lap, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes. "Your Highness...why are you doing this?"

Ji Qing hugged Nigel tightly, "I said it before, even if you are a skeleton, I still like you. Since you like me too, why do you reject me?"

Nigel let out a sigh from his chest. He slowly reached out and touched Ji Qing's head. After a long silence, he said, "...I have been cursed, Your Highness."

"I am haunted by cursed spirits, my face is withered, and I have no peace in this life. How can I drag such a beautiful you into the abyss because of my own selfish desire?" Nigel sighed.

"You are such a beautiful existence, your eyes are like the tranquil lakeside in early spring, your lips are like beautiful roses, your skin is like a flawless snowfield, and your voice is like the most beautiful lark Bird, your heart is like a pure crystal, and every part of you makes me dazzled and fascinated." His dark green eyes were covered with deep sadness, and he whispered: "My Highness, You should stand in the sun and not fall into the abyss with me."

Ji Qing shook his head, he stared at Nigel, his blue eyes appeared translucent under the sunlight, "A place without you is an abyss for me."

"I am not afraid of ghosts, because I am the place of light, I can dispel all evil spirits for you, I don't care about the so-called appearance, even if you are a skeleton, I love you deeply, if the devil curses you all your life If you don’t have peace, then I wish you happiness and well-being in this life.” Ji Qing hugged Nigel tightly, and he said softly, “Don’t reject me again.”

Nigel's hand slowly touched the hideous mask, and he asked in a low voice: "Even though I am extremely ugly, do you still love me?"

"If you are as ugly as a pig, then I think a pig is the cutest creature in the world. If you are as thin as a skeleton, then I think skinny is the most standard body in the world. If you are as hideous as a Luo Sha, then I will think that the blue face and fangs are the most beautiful face in the world." Ji Qing said very seriously: "I love you, it has nothing to do with appearance."

Those dark green eyes are a piece of green mountains and green waters, with countless verdant plants and trees, and the misty fog shrouds the mountain stream, all the sorrows and joys can't be seen clearly.

Nigel's whole body was tense, and he took off the mask slowly.

When the hideous mask was removed, what was revealed was an indescribable face covered with gray spells, those spells covered the skin tightly, and the exposed skin was glaringly pale.

Nigel's dark green eyes had been staring at Ji Qing nervously, like a prisoner waiting for trial in despair.

Ji Qing looked at Nigel with a calm expression, and he showed a smile. This smile seemed to condense all the good times in spring into a spring light, to illuminate all the dark places, and to make every plant shine. Bloom beautiful flowers.

"I love you so much, Your Excellency." The little mermaid held the wizard's face in her arms, and placed a kiss on his pale lips.

In an instant, as if the sun was rising, all the gray mantras disappeared like melting ice and snow, and countless ghosts and monsters disappeared without a trace in broad daylight, so all the light and beauty came joyfully. When he looked up, he saw a pale and handsome face.

He is very handsome in aristocratic style. His dark green eyes are like emerald gemstones. Thousands of words are deposited in this quiet green. His high brow bone makes his eyes deep. His lips are slightly thinner and the corners of his mouth are slightly thinner. Upward, there is a kind of luxurious beauty, at this time that handsome face showed very gentle affection, he whispered: "I love you too, Your Highness."

Ji Qing was stunned for a moment, "Your Excellency, do you need a kiss of true love to undo the curse you have received?" He looked at the bewildered face and said softly, "Maybe it is to make the most beautiful person in the world fall in love with you." Can it be lifted?"

Nigel looked at Ji Qing's expression and realized something. This secret premonition was like a new sprout that suddenly appeared, as if it would bloom in the next second, but it made people extremely terrified, afraid that it would be the next moment. About to be blown down by the wind.

Nigel took out the crystal ball tremblingly, and saw his own face on it.

"I thought... the dissipation of the wailing of the wraith just now was just my illusion." The dark green pair began to tremble as if the strings had been plucked deep in the soul, and the sparkling light of joy shone like rippling blue waves.

"What about now? Can you confirm if it's an illusion?" Ji Qing smiled brilliantly.

Those unnamed joys and palpitations gushed out at this moment, washing away all the cowardice and hesitation.

Nigel took a deep breath, then put his arms around Ji Qing's waist under Ji Qing's surprised gaze, pressed the back of Ji Qing's head with the other hand, ran his fingers through the blond hair, and rubbed his fingertips over his scalp. Er lowered his head and kissed Ji Qing's lips.

The tip of his tongue gently pried open Ji Qing's teeth, sucking his soft tongue like tasting the sweetest candy, his warm palm pressed down on the back of Ji Qing's neck, all the places Nigel touched There was a burst of numbness, and Ji Qing struggled lightly in Nigel's arms, his toes couldn't help but slowly curled up, his eyelashes were wet with tears, and the pale golden eyelashes were like the morning light.

Ji Qing panted softly, and the breath she exhaled was sweet with the smell of candy.

Nigel's hand touched the hair tie, and he untied it while kissing Ji Qing deeply, so the long hair like a waterfall poured down, and the golden curly hair fell to his shoulders, intertwined with the light of gold and silk brocade.

Nigel's palms touched down along the shoulder blades. Under the cover of the blonde hair, all the touching was carried out in secret. Finally, the hands stopped on the slender waist, and Nigel blinked. Blinking eyelashes, looking quietly at Ji Qing who shook his head slightly, seeing his blond messy hair, panting continuously as if it was about to melt. This kind of melting is the colorful hard candies slowly softening under the sunlight, and then flow out The sugar juice was so sweet that it was greasy, and the slender waist he was holding was shaking faintly, as if the strings of the piano were stretched to the extreme and finally couldn't help making a beautiful sound.

Nigel ended the kiss gently, then embraced the limp Ji Qing, and placed one after another fine and moist kisses on the side of his face and neck. He lightly licked his snow-white skin, as if tasting it with relish. While eating the pastry, I really tasted a sweet taste.

Those dark green eyes were enveloped by happy emotions, so the quiet green pool turned into gurgling green water, and the surface of the water was full of ripples blown by the spring breeze.

He lightly pecked the reddish earlobe happily, and then smiled as he watched the petal-like lips slightly open, revealing glistening saliva. The pale pink lips were already wet, as if they were covered with a layer of moist syrup. Jell couldn't help kissing the soft lips, tasting it carefully, confirming its sweetness and deliciousness.

He remembered how many sweet words were uttered from these lips, and how many times he had to suffer.It's just that now the person in his arms can only lie limply, his eyelashes are wet, and his pupils are slack, as if he doesn't remember what happened at all, the ends of his eyes are so innocently drooping, and there is even a little blush.

But it doesn't matter, he still has such a long time, he can get back those belated rewards bit by bit, just like taking out the pearl contained in the clam meat, he will always open the clam shell, and then point The belly rubbed the bright red soft flesh, and took off the wet beads.

Nigel is easily shy, so thinking about these things, his earlobe couldn't help being dyed red, and the dye became bigger and bigger, even the pinna and neck were covered with red, he thought in his heart that it was so important What he said, on the surface, he looked innocent.

He brushed Ji Qing's sweat-wet hair from the side of his face behind his ears, and showed a polite but shy, restrained and gluttonous smile.

The wizard with dark green eyes said softly: "I've confirmed it, it's true." He pursed his lips and said with a smile: "My dear Highness, I will seriously confirm it in the future."

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The boy with pale golden eyes has been running away desperately, but there are too many skeletons chasing behind him. He has separated countless prostheses to distract them, but there are still more than a dozen skeletons chasing him.

His figure is getting weaker and weaker, which is the reason for the lack of magic power, and his magic power means his own vitality.He was originally a magic mirror, but for some reason, one day he suddenly had his own consciousness, turning from an alchemical creation into a living being.

A creature with its own feelings, joys, anger, sorrows and joys.

When he met Her Majesty the Queen, he never knew the use of these redundant and obstructive emotions, but only after he met Her Majesty did he realize... It turns out that the purpose of having emotions is to feel love.

He loves his majesty.

extremely love.

His majesty was once the most beautiful person in the world, and no one in the world could compare to his majesty.His majesty held the magic mirror with a smile, looked at the person in the mirror, admiring himself alone, sympathizing with himself in the shadow, the beauty was soul-stirring.

His Majesty dropped a kiss on the mirror and said to himself, "I love you."

I love you too, he thought, my lord.

His Majesty is so perfect, so perfect that no one deserves to be with His Majesty until that mermaid appears.

His majesty fell in love, and his majesty looked at the person in the mirror and spoke of his love for others.

Why should there be emotion? If there is no emotion, there will be no such jealousy, this feeling of jealousy to madness, this feeling of jealousy to despair.

It would be nice if it could be replaced.

If only I could become "Sylvia".

He turned into Sylvia, standing on the side of the road, waiting for His Majesty's convoy to pass by, and then His Majesty would recognize him from the crowd, would look at him with a smile, and stretch out his hand to him, he was bathed in the envy of everyone In his eyes, he boarded the carriage, and was with his beloved Majesty.

But it was too late.

The sound of horseshoes gradually approached, countless jewels were thrown to the ground, ribbons and flowers fluttered in the air, and the screams of girls came from afar.

He exhausted the last ounce of magic power and shook off the enemies behind him, and then his figure became lighter and lighter until it became transparent.

He stumbled into the crowd, looked up and saw the gorgeous carriage, his majesty was wearing the most expensive jewels, the most gorgeous clothes, the most graceful bun, and the most exquisite makeup, looking at the crowd from afar go.

That was his most familiar gaze, and no one in the world would be more familiar with such gaze than him, because his majesty had looked at the mirror countless times, looked at the mirror with such gaze, such gaze full of love and tenderness, but It was never him who wanted to see.

Yes, to Your Majesty, he is just a mirror.

So at the last moment of his life, he could only kneel down on the ground where the carriage passed by, kiss the ruts lightly, and then turn into light spots and dissipate in the air.

The Queen looked back, frowned in confusion, and murmured: "It's strange... I always feel like I'm missing someone very important." Look for Sylvia who I have been thinking about.