Slag to the collapse of the world [Quick Transmigration]

Fang Qingci's mind went blank.

The kiss that landed on his lips was very light and soft, and after stripping away all the turmoil and wandering, it was unexpectedly gentle and tender.

It was also at that moment that he could feel it most clearly and clearly——Luo Hongmei really existed as a human being, whether he was high-spirited or unhappy, whether he was on a silver saddle and a white horse, young or old, it was nothing. different.

At least at this moment it was just Luo Hongmei.

His Luo Hongmei.

Fang Qingci stretched out his hand subconsciously, and he didn't know what he wanted to grab.Luo Hongmei let go of his lips at this moment, looked at him and smiled.

The thin sunlight fell on his face through the bamboo forest, he was still young and handsome, but the tears were still wet.

He said: "I am willing."

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Fang Qingci only felt a bang in his head, something exploded from the depths of his bone marrow, rushing past along the blood vessels.

He grabbed Luo Hongmei's skirt, bowed his head and kissed her.

This is not so much a kiss, it is more appropriate to say that it is a beast-like bite-before this, Fang Qingci himself did not know that he had such a side, as if rooted in the depths of the blood and bones. Once the fierceness was released, he tried his best to plunder everything in front of him.

He almost violently pried open Luo Hongmei's lips and teeth, and then kissed deeply, branding his breath fiercely on every place, squeezing the other's space to nothing.

Yan Tong did not expect Fang Qingci's response to come so quickly and violently.

He was still immersed in the previous emotions, his mind was still in a trance, and he was caught off guard by Fang Qingci's deep kisses overwhelmingly suppressing him, plundering everything in his mouth without any pity.

He subconsciously wanted to break free.

However, Fang Qingci's hands were as hard as pliers, imprisoning him on this aggressive kiss.

——It is a kind of madness and possession that seems to be able to split the deep sea.

He had never experienced such a tough and violent show of love, so violent that he couldn't stand it.

Yan Tong didn't even know when Fang Qingci let go of him, he just felt that his eyes suddenly lit up, and the sky light poured down like a waterfall, washing away the dusty emotions in his memory for a long time.

He was panting, and the anticipation and impulse that had been worn down by the years returned inch by inch.

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Fang Qingci didn't think so much, his sudden madness was entirely impulsive, and now seeing Yan Tong's obviously bewildered expression, he was very satisfied, just like a painter admiring his own work.

He thought: I am no worse than anyone else when I go crazy.

He looked at the slightly swollen lips of Luo Hongmei who had been bitten by him, and his thoughts were unrestrained——The complexion of Chief Luo is actually fair. After so many years of training, his facial features still have a youthful look. He didn't join the army, but was trained as a scribe or a musician... so it must be amazing now.

He also thought of Luo Hongmei wearing a long gown to conceal her identity.

Luo Hongmei's beauty is always full of evil, like a knife wrapped in a sheath, as long as blood is smeared on the blade, it will immediately show a very murderous look.

... This is also very good, Fang Qingci thought.

Last night he saw Luo Hongmei's saber technique for the first time.His medical skills are well-known, and there are countless martial arts people who seek him for medical treatment. Some people often ask him to treat diseases with cheat books.Therefore, although he himself is too lazy to work hard on the moves, his knowledge is far wider than ordinary people.

He has never seen Luo Hongmei make a move.

I must say what I have seen, that is also the few marksmanship he showed to the guards when he traced Jin He's whereabouts.At that time Luo Hongmei was riding on the horse, her movements were fierce, but her posture was tall and stretched.At that moment, Fang Qingci even had an illusion - as if the horse raised its front hooves, and when it stepped down, it was the yellow sand outside the pass.

He has heard it said many times: the knowledge and experience of a Jianghu person will eventually be deposited in his every move.

After meeting Luo Hongmei, he finally believed it.

Last night, amidst the brilliant lights in the room, a sword light flashed past his eyes, covering up the color of all the lights.

——The way of cutting mountains and rivers like that.

He couldn't help but think, when Ji Ren was still in a high position, on the border between Liao and Liao, the commander-in-chief's confidant - Luo Hongmei's most glorious years in his life, how high-spirited and vigorous they must have been.

Young and handsome, galloping on the battlefield, with lofty ambitions, and a bright future.

Every word is so beautiful.

Fang Qingci acted like a demon, deducing the picture scroll named Luo Hongmei over and over again in his mind.

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After Yan Tong came back to his senses, he touched his lips subconsciously, but saw Fang Qingci was in a daze, staring at him blankly.

Yan Tong: "..."

He tentatively asked, "Hello?"

Fang Qingci jumped up all of a sudden, grabbed his hand and rushed into the room.

Yan Tong was dragged into the room by him without knowing why, but Fang Qingci found out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in a sloppy manner, rubbed some ink casually, picked up the pen, dipped it in the ink, but suddenly stopped.

His wrist was hanging in the air like this, holding a pen, under the pen was a piece of blank rice paper.

Yan Tong felt that Fang Qingci was really inexplicable, and was about to ask another question, but Doctor Fang suddenly put down his pen and went to the other side to find out the inkpad.

Yan Tong was even more baffled, but Fang Qingci seemed to have found a direction suddenly, picked up the pen and wrote, signed his name at the end after writing, and then pressed his fingerprints.

After pressing, he pulled Yan Tong, who had a puzzled face, to the table, pointed to the paper on the table, and said, "Come, sign, draw and mark."

Yan Tong saw that he was in high spirits and his face was radiant. Although he was full of doubts, he didn't want to disturb his interest, so he also picked up a pen and followed the three characters of "Luo Hongmei", and then marked it.

Fang Qingci blew lightly, and carefully lifted the paper from the table.

Yan Tong took a step closer.

This time, Fang Qingci finally did not write cursive script with silver hook and iron brush that no one can understand. Instead, the handwriting is quite neat, on the plain white rice paper, the ink is flowing and unrestrained.

See is:

Marriage of two surnames, signing a contract together, a good relationship will last forever, matching the same name.

Look at the peach blossoms burning in the next day, it is suitable for IKEA;

It is predicted that the melons in the year will be continuous, and Erchang Erchi.

I would like to write to Hongjian with the covenant of white heads;

It is good to make the alliance of red leaves and record the mandarin ducks.

This card.

Signature at the end: Fang Qingci, Luo Hongmei.

The author has something to say: it’s not easy to break chapters, so it’s a bit short

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[Marriage of two surnames, signing a contract together... so that the red leaf alliance will be recorded in the mandarin tree.This card. ] is the marriage testimony of the Republic of China