spoiled wife addicted

Skillfully rolled up the sleeves, pulled up the hem of the clothes and tied them around the waist, Fei Xueyi walked around in the forest.

More than half an hour passed, humming a little tune, and finally came back carrying the dead branches Shi Shiran picked up.

……

The four eyes met, and the ghost killer's eyes were full of surprise. In his consciousness, he almost killed Murong Su, but at the last moment, he felt that his breathing was stagnant, and the blood in his whole body stopped flowing. He was completely desperate, but he didn't expect that Fei Xueyi would suddenly appear and save him.

"master?"

The sound of the master made Fei Xueyi startled, thinking of the kiss just now, her heart flustered instantly, the tips of her ears were suspiciously red, but she still pretended to be calm, and threw the dead branch in front of him angrily, shouting: " Master, what master! Have you ever used this palace as your master? In this world, have you ever seen a master chasing a slave and running away? And are you farting in everything you said? Then please don’t fart in the future , because it really stinks me."

A few indecent words popped out without any scruples, Ghost Slayer's face twitched fiercely, and secretly sighed, this person is at least as high as the palace master of a god, how could he be so unrestrained.Although I don't know what palace it is, but calling myself my palace, plus so many rare medicinal materials, I think it can't be that bad, but as the master of the first palace, is it really okay to speak like this, this posture?

"Everything is subject to the master's arrangement, and the subordinates will do what the master says." After speaking, he tried to move his hands and feet, and seeing that his body was fine, he got up and silently piled up the dead branches and lit them.

Seeing him put on this fake 'I'm very loyal' appearance again, Fei Xueyi suddenly started to emit black smoke, and stared at him: "Are you a pig?" Don't you know how to say a few words to admit your mistake? , or explain why you left?

Ghost Killer held back: "Of course not."

Fei Xueyi put her hips on her hips, and then reprimanded him confidently: "Since you are not, why did you come to find Murong Su privately? Don't you first check how much you have before you act? Xiao is in hand, Leng Xing is by your side, what do you have? You don’t even have any bullshit! The founder of Qiyinsha wants to dig out the earth to find you, and only a fool like burning stones will do it. Things, you actually do it, you let me tell you what is good about you."

Looking at someone with a standard puff posture, Ghost Killer half-cast his eyes: "The subordinates have to do it."

Fei Xueyi smiled coldly, with a sarcasm on her face: "You have to die, if you have to die, if I don't come tonight, would you die willingly?"

Ghost Killer pursed his lips, and replied honestly: "I'm not reconciled, so thank you master for saving my life again."

"Oh, you're welcome, if there is another time, I will definitely take your skin off for embroidery." Fei Xueyi felt relieved, put down her sleeves, and gracefully dusted the wide cuffs.

Ghost Killer gasped, trembling all over his body, and hummed softly after a long time.

Regarding his reaction, Fei Xueyi's well-versed black eyes flashed a trace of strangeness, then covered her mouth and yawned: "Ghost Killer, you are from the Muyue Clan." It was not a doubt, but an affirmation.

Ghost Killer raised his head and looked at him warily. Even though he was busy in the world at this time, he still couldn't hide his stunning beauty, but under this stunning skin, there was a cloudy and uncertain heart hidden, maybe he was facing each other just a moment ago. You laugh, but the next moment will kill you.

"Are you Jun Mojin or Liangfeng?"

"The subordinate is called Ghost Killer."

Fei Xueyi raised her eyebrows, glanced at him with a half-smile, then leaned against the tree pole and closed her eyes: "It's really pathetic for a person who dare not even admit his own name. Forget it, I'm not interested in these things. Do whoever you want, as long as you know what you are doing and who your master is."

Ghost Killer poked the fire with a wooden branch, hesitated for a long time in his heart, and then asked: "I left a note when I left, why did the master come to Lin'an?"

"Of course I can't let you go, otherwise I will be full." Fei Xueyi's eyelashes trembled slightly, very disdainful, a note?He didn't see any notes.

A few simple words, the tone was even disdainful, but it touched the most fragile nerve in Guisha's heart, and he obviously felt his heart beat.

My heart skipped a beat.

Ghost Killer put his hands on his chest in disbelief, but the place was as peaceful as ever, so it was just an illusion, he smiled bitterly.

"Let's rest early, and I will go to Murong Su tomorrow with this palace."

"Master, I have some personal matters that need to be dealt with first."

Fei Xueyi opened her eyes, and a pair of black eyes shot over with incomparable interest: "You just detoxified and want to escape?"

Ghost Killer sighed softly: "Master, if you don't mind, you can go with me, and then go to Murong Su."

Among the peach blossom trees in the mountains, a young man in white stands under the tree with a sword in his hand. He holds a red paper umbrella in his hand. He is dressed in simple white clothes. His ink-like hair is tied high with a white brocade belt, surrounded by bright red petals. Around him, swirling with the wind, the eaves of the umbrella were slightly raised, revealing an elegant and beautiful face, as gentle as this blooming peach blossom.

He reached out to catch a petal, opened his crimson lips slightly, and slowly put the petal into his mouth, then smiled lightly, and said softly: "Senior brother, there is a kind of flower in my hometown, it is not as bright as peach blossom, like blood , it is more like pear blossoms and white as snow, and the old man in the hometown said that as long as he can grow a red plant, the flower god will bless him with a happy marriage."

He tapped his toes lightly, and his figure lightly landed on a peach tree. The branches below trembled suddenly, and the petals of peach blossoms fell down one after another.

He looked serious and determined: "Brother, wait for me to come back."

Xuexiang Xiaozhu.

For the sake of others, he stabbed the long sword in his body mercilessly, just because that person was the powerful King of Beijing in Southern Xinjiang.

He said lightly: "Murong Su, everyone wants to have power and wealth, and I am no exception."

"Mo Jin, don't go, don't go..."

"Jun Mojin, from now on, I, Murong Su, will cut off all ties with you."

Murong Su was stuck in these two dreams and couldn't wake up, Ruhua's brows were tightly wrinkled, and he kept repeating these few words in his mouth.

Jun Mojin, why.

Why betray our feelings.

You know, that sword almost killed me, if I didn't have Huarong, I would have died a long time ago.

Why do you want to come back six years later!Why do you!

Mu Qingge sat by the couch, gently wiped the sweat from Murong Su's brow with a silk cloth in his hand: "General...if anything happens to you, this concubine will become a sinner of Murong's family."

Leng Xing came in with a serious expression, carrying a medicine bowl: "Madam, it's almost dawn, you're not in good health, go and have a rest."

Mu Qingge shook his head and blamed himself: "I'm just a burden, if it wasn't for protecting me, how could the assassin hurt the general."

Facing the kind Mu Qingge, Leng Xing looked at the unconscious Murong Su and sighed. He didn't understand why the young master had to kill Mu Qingge to please Huarong. In his heart, Mu Qingge was much better than Huarong. Not to mention the viciousness of this person, I always feel that there is a chill in him, like someone walking on the edge of death.

Suddenly, Murong Su opened his eyes, his eyes were full of violence, and he raised his hand to grab his face.

"No, general!" Mu Qingge yelled, trying to grab Murong Su's hand, but the difference in strength was too great, so he was thrown to the ground instead of pulling.

Leng Xing was startled, and hastily stepped forward to press down on Murong Su's hand, and put his finger on his body: "Young master, I've offended you." Murong Su stopped struggling and passed out again. Leng Xing's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and he clearly saw a The worm appeared on the young master's face, it moved wildly under the skin along the blood, and seemed to want to penetrate the skin, what's going on here, could it be that the ghost killed the young master with Gu insects?

"Leng Xing, why did the general do this?" Mu Qingge got up from the ground, she didn't see that scene, but Murong Su's appearance just now still scared her.

Leng Xing frowned: "Madam, don't worry, the general is probably having a nightmare."

"Really? Then who is Jun Mojin? The general has been calling you by that name just now." Mu Qingge sat back on the side of the couch, held Murong Su's hand, and asked softly.

Leng Xing: "...Go back to Madam, Leng Xing doesn't know."

The next day, when Fei Xueyi woke up, Ghost Killer took him back to the carriage.

Seeing the return of the ghost killer, Uncle Liu finally let go of his hunger all night: "My lord, you're finally back, I'm worried about this old slave."

"Uncle Liu, I'm fine."

"My lord, where are the little seven?"

"I didn't see him, so I guess he went somewhere else." As soon as Ghost Slayer got into the carriage, cut his finger and dripped blood into An'er's forehead, he heard Liu Bo's astonishment and inquiry.

"Girl, who are you?"

Ghost Killer suddenly felt a headache, Fei Xueyi went crazy for some reason, and dressed up as a woman, holding an embroidered frame in her hand, no wonder others regarded him as a woman, and regarding the identities of Uncle Liu and Xiao Qi, he did not know. He intends to explain to Fei Xueyi, Fei Xueyi can think whatever he wants.

Fei Xueyi half-covered her face with embroidered bandages, blinked and smiled lightly: "My family is your son's savior, but your son promised him with his body if he couldn't repay you. Now I have your son's child in my belly. You Who are the slaves?"

These words struck like thunder, Uncle Liu jumped up, and then staggered into the carriage.

"My lord, is what that girl said true? But as a moon priest, the marriage must be approved by the flower god. That girl is as beautiful as a fairy, and the flower god will be satisfied. It's not as good as we are in the Hui people now... ..." At this point, Uncle Liu stopped sadly.

Clan, their clan was turned into ruins six years ago.

Ghost Killer withdrew his hand, and was about to explain when he saw Fei Xueyi coming in, leaning on him as if he had no bones and asking, "Hey, what's wrong with this man? Mr., is he your new toy?"

Ghost Killer's eyelids twitched, knowing that this person did it on purpose, he had no choice but to say: "It's not a toy, it's an enemy."

Fei Xueyi let out a groan as if she had realized something, and at the next moment she leaned over like a curious baby, and before the blood completely disappeared into her skin, Ruyu's finger was stained a little: "Sir, why are you dripping blood on his forehead? Why does he seem to be terrified? What did he see? Could it be that he thinks your appearance is scary? Hmph, he himself is ugly, and he can't keep his mouth shut. How dare he think..."

Before she finished speaking, Fei Xueyi suddenly had a severe headache, and countless blurry images flashed in her mind, the high sacrificial altar, the young man in white walking around the charcoal, the beautiful songs, the blazing fire, the miserable wailing, the blood on the ground, the human skin Drum, really when he wanted to see all this clearly, the picture suddenly disappeared.