Cultivation from entry to abandonment

From that day on, Shang Mingqian rarely came to Jiang Fuqing.

It's not that he has any suspicions against Jiang Fuqing, but it can be seen that Jiang Fuqing doesn't want to see him.Once he was busy with affairs in the door, he had no time to spare, and more than half a month had passed in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Fuqing was happy at first, but he felt more and more uncomfortable. His heart beat so fast that it seemed to jump out of his throat.All parts of the body became hot, and after a while it was scorching hot.

what happened?

Isn't there no fever period?

It was already evening, and the cool breeze was blowing, but it was too hot to panic.Thinking of this, he struggled to get up from the seat, supported the table to open the window and the bedroom door, thinking of ventilating and relieving the heat.

As soon as he opened the door, he felt in a daze. He quickly held onto the door frame with one hand, and his body couldn't support himself and slipped to the ground. Layers of sweat soaked his underwear.He held his forehead with his hands, and took a heavy breath. His eyes were filled with water vapor, and his neck was slowly stained with a faint blush.

Do you have a fever again?

Jiang Fuqing realized that this was not going to work, so he struggled to get up, wanting to pour a glass of water on the table.Just picked up the teacup, but there was a burst of weakness in the limbs, numb fingertips, the teacup fell to the ground with a "bang", and fell to pieces in an instant.

The noise here attracted the servant.

A young man was passing by here to weed the flower garden. Hearing this news and seeing that the door was not locked, he boldly came in to check. Who knew that seeing this made his heart flutter. , the appearance is extremely beautiful, at the moment, with loose clothes, sweaty brow, panting slightly on the side, even his mind has been hooked by him.

The young servant was originally young, but at this moment his heart jumped wildly, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, took another step forward, and stared straight at Jiang Fuqing.Finally, the evil thoughts outweighed the fear, and he stared at the door again.Walking over, I found that there was no one around. I was careful to see that the doors and windows were closed, and the room became dark in an instant.

Jiang Fuqing was a little unconscious, he could only vaguely see a figure nearby, and said, "Stay away from me..."

"Such a beautiful woman, why should she refuse to be seen thousands of miles away?" The young man squatted down, and was about to pull his shirt with his hand.Jiang Fuqing knew something was wrong, waved his hand open, and then staggered to the door while leaning on the corner of the table.After only a few steps, the door couldn't be opened.The man leaned over and saw Jiang Fuqing pressing on the door, and leaned over to kiss his face.Jiang Fuqing raised his arms across his chest, separated his shoulders, frowned, felt nauseated and wanted to vomit.

Jiang Fuqing was powerless, and with all his strength, he waved his hands and slammed on the door panel. The boy was afraid that he would attract other people, so he grabbed his neck with both hands in desperation, and pushed him to the ground.Jiang Fuqing couldn't breathe, and tried desperately to push him away, but in vain, his eyes went dark, and he was about to lose consciousness.

Suddenly heard the sound of the door being kicked open, the person on the body was instantly opened, the sword light flashed, a red light suddenly appeared, and a line of blood streaked across the air.

Jiang Fuqing rolled over on the ground, gasping for breath, dizzy for a while, and slumped on the ground.I could only vaguely see that person lying on his back on the ground, a hideous sword cut on his neck, still oozing blood, but the person was already dead, lifeless.

Although Shang Mingqian didn't see Jiang Fuqing often, he often scanned Jiang Fuqing's room with his spiritual sense. Now that he noticed something was wrong, he hurried over, but that scene made people's blood boil and furious.Immediately without thinking about it, he slapped him, and the man was immediately overturned by a gust of wind, and rolled on the ground, begging for mercy.Shang Mingqian flipped his palm, Yan followed the sword and slashed through the air, blood spattered three feet on the spot.

He hurriedly approached Jiang Fuqing, hugged him in his arms, patted his back lightly, slowly conveyed his spiritual power, and comforted him: "It's okay. Don't be afraid." Seeing his appearance, he should It was a reaction caused by being away from him for too long as a cauldron physique.He was negligent for a while, and he didn't expect it to happen so soon. He searched for classics, but he couldn't find a way to cancel the blood contract.After thinking about it, he bit his own finger, waited for the blood to seep out, and then passed it into Jiang Fuqing's mouth.

Jiang Fuqing was instantly attracted by the cedar-flavored blood energy. He bit his finger and sucked it. He ate it like a candy. The circular blood deed imprint in his pupils flickered on and off, emitting a faint red light .

After a while, Jiang Fuqing finally woke up, and when he looked up, he saw Shang Mingqian's face close at hand. He was a little dazed, and finally let go, only to realize that his palm was stained with blood. Yin Hong.

Shang Mingqian looked at him blankly, in a dazed state, thinking that he was overly frightened, so he stretched out his arms to embrace him in his arms, stroked his hair lightly, rubbed his cheeks against his temples, and just talked with him quietly like this He sat there for a while.

Jiang Fuqing was stunned for a while, then suddenly realized.When he realized that Shang Mingqian was hugging him, the scene just now flashed by, and it reminded him of the scene of the wedding night not long ago. For a moment, his hair stood on end, as if there were caterpillars crawling over his body. , hurriedly pushed Shang Mingqian away, turned his head and retched.

Shang Mingqian was stunned for a moment, and hurried to check his pulse.But Jiang Fuqing withdrew his hand the moment he touched his wrist, as if being scalded by a tongue of fire.Jiang Fuqing lowered his head and kept retching, but couldn't vomit anything.

Shang Mingqian was in a hurry, no matter how he refused, he pulled his wrist to get his pulse, and then swept his whole body with his spiritual sense, but found nothing unusual, but he was a little weak, and he couldn't figure it out for a while.But Jiang Fuqing became ruthless, and couldn't help but want to pull his wrist away from his palm, so he was about to cry, and retched at the same time.

Shang Mingqian suddenly realized something.

Jiang Fuqing didn't have any physical problems, but just hated his own touch.For a moment, there were mixed emotions in my heart, so I had no choice but to let him go and stay away from him.

Jiang Fuqing was so frightened that he gradually curled up under the table and looked around in horror.

Shang Mingqian took another step back, frowned, feeling so bored in his heart, as if he had been bet by something, he couldn't get up or down.Even so, I don't worry about Jiang Fuqing staying alone.

So he sat down behind the screen when he couldn't see it, and didn't make any unnecessary noises, just accompanied him silently.In the blink of an eye, it was late at night, Jiang Fuqing still hid under the table and did not come out, did not move, did not eat or drink.Shang Mingqian didn't dare to forcibly drag him out, and he was afraid that he would be exposed to the cold, so he only needed to use his spiritual power to make the room very warm.

Jiang Fuqing just sat under the table, not knowing what he was thinking.He didn't want to leave under the table, as if there were unpredictable dangers outside, it was empty, and only staying in this square inch would give him a little peace of mind.