The little emperor I supported suddenly changed to fishing

"Hahaha, Lianji, you succeeded, turning me into a monster in the abyss and swamp like you, turning me into pain, hatred, and hate you to the bone, haha ​​and... "

A tear slipped from Qingming's eyes and fell on Lianji's pale face, followed by a second and a third.

"Become loving you more." Qingming choked up and continued. "But why is your heart still so cold that no matter how I cover it, it won't warm you?"

The warm teardrops lost their temperature when they fell from his eyes again, Lianji felt something cold to the touch fall on his face, the corners of his split and upturned mouth paused slightly, and then the smile on his face became deeper .

Lianji raised his arm up and caressed Qingming's face, but after trying twice because the tendon in his hand was cut, there was always a gap.

Qingming held Lianji's seductive hand and guided him to put it on his right cheek.

"Qingming, do you want me to love you?" Lianji said with a lewd smile.

"Would you like to share the blissful state with me in such a beautiful blood color?"

Qingming had seen the scenery in the garden of the Huang Mansion when he was in the Brotherhood, and he also watched various scenery on the rockery in the garden, playing with fish and joking in the gurgling water, just like he is doing now.

Although the flames were burning outside the garden, thousands of shattered corpses were piled up, and the sea of ​​blood and ghosts were howling, the two of them were still intoxicated by the scenery.

"Do you love me?" Lianji's lustful breath was also slowly stacking up, even though the answer in his heart was already obvious, but he still wanted him to say it in his ear again.

"Well, love." Qingming overflowed her love for Lianji without thinking.

"How much love?"

"Let me know that there is a cliff of the abyss in front of me, but it still makes me willing to jump off without hesitation." Qingming lowered his head and kissed Lianji's lips, whispering.

"Hehe." Lianji chuckled softly, using his "love" to respond to Qingming's love for him.

This love will turn into a stormy sea that is no longer calm, one wave after another, his love for Lianji is like a mountain like a sea, a stone cannot move a mountain, earth cannot fill the sea, it is continuous and endless .

"It's better to fall into the cliff with Lianji than to fall into the blood marsh soaked with flesh and blood, and go to life and death together. Wouldn't it be better for you and me not to tell each other?" Lianji gasped.

"Okay, I will definitely not climb up from this swamp to live alone, I will fall into this eternal doom with you, and turn this swamp into a burial place for you and me." Qingming embraced Lianji's luscious arms, and responded road.

Shenyue taught him that those who cannot get will be destroyed.

But he couldn't bear to destroy this person whom he had put in his heart for five years. He wanted to lock Lianji firmly by his side and not take a step forward until the day Lianji could love himself. This person is best at waiting.

Qingming intertwined all his grievances, unwillingness, love and hatred into this phantom that Lianji Seiri wove for him. Even though there were thorns and flesh and blood around them, he had already removed the shackles that restrained them. People who stop again.

From the day when she returned to Luo Xueshan, Qingming never thought that one day she would come out of here. This is their prison, the prison Qingming built for herself and Lianji.

The sixth candle in the secret chamber of the Moon Lotus Temple was reserved for Lianji himself. He said that he didn’t even love himself, so how could he love others? The last person Lianji hated was actually Lianji Color yourself.

He cannot love others, nor will he love others.

"Now there are only Qingming and you on this Luo Snow Mountain. Even if you cut off your limbs and make you a human pig, Qingming will never let you leave me half a step away." From the eyes that could no longer be opened, to the hands whose veins had been severed by him, the depths of the eyes were deep and bottomless.

"Even if you don't love me, I will imprison you by my side until eternity. Qingming will definitely not let you die before Qingming."

"Life is a pair of trapped people in the world, what is death? Luo has a pair of bones under the snow."

Qingming put her face on Lianji's lustrous chest, and listened to the heartbeat of the person under her, which had just become stronger because of desire.

"The people we hate are all dead. Since we hate each other, let's torture each other here for the rest of our lives." Qingming closed his eyes and said slowly.

"Okay, torture each other."

Hearing that familiar voice, Qingming suddenly opened his eyes, and then those blind pupils were lit up again, like meteors falling from the sky to the ground, gorgeous and shining.

"Forever." Lianji continued with a look of embarrassment.

"So, what to do with these corpses?" Qingming sat up, only then did he realize that the place where they will live in the future is like a blood-colored purgatory, with corpses lying all over the snow-capped mountains.

"My hands and feet have been crippled by you... Qingming..." Lianji was very enraged.

"Only here can move." Then he moved his waist.

"It's good to be able to move here..." Qingming blushed.

No problem, just treat it as the red makeup of ten miles of red makeup...

Perhaps, he can also try to fall in love with someone, try to fall in love with Qingming, and make his frozen heart beat again.

The evil deeds of the Moon Lotus Temple were revealed to the world, and the people of Yongchang also accepted the medicines provided by the court for disaster relief. The plague in Yongchang City was also temporarily brought under control. to assist it.

During this trip to Yongchang Mansion, Dai Shaojin actually found a little girl named Xing'er who was his and Song Wugui's fan.

There will always be a difference when meeting each other. The last time I was at the entrance of Yongchang City was to send off the Qingming Festival, but this time I gathered at the entrance of Yongchang City to send off Wang Wanyi and the others.

"I don't know what happened to Qingming and Shenyue..." Xi Feng said thoughtfully.

Dai Shaojin pouted and said. "You don't have to worry about them. If the man has a lover, it's not your turn to worry about it, a little bachelor!"

"Are you leaving too?" Xi Feng asked again.

"Well, as the Shangyuan Festival is approaching, Your Majesty has to worship the ancestors, perform filial piety, and honor the family. There is no delay in such important events. I have to go back to the palace to prepare. Since the plague situation in Yongchang has stabilized, I will not delay here. "Wang Wanyi said.

After finishing speaking, Wang Wanyi approached Xi Feng and continued talking to Xi Feng.

"The big man's ambition is in the four directions. It is better to enter the official career with the brothers and kill the enemy on the battlefield. Xi Feng, you have a good martial arts. If you are a military officer, you will be a military officer in the future." I will definitely make a great name..."

After hearing this, Xi Feng shrugged and smiled. He turned his head to look at the gate of Yongchang City behind him, and through the gate to the distant Wufeng Mountain where their brother gang took root. Now he is not alone.

"There are intrigues in the officialdom, and corrupt officials like Mr. Huang are everywhere. It's like wildfire that can't burn the weeds. The spring breeze blows and it will regenerate. The people not only need the wind, but also need more people who can plead for the people. An upright official in charge."

"Xi Feng would rather be in the clouds and wild cranes, at ease with the wind. The brothers have lived a long and hard life as a family all over the world, not to mention there are many old and weak in the village that cannot be left alone. The brothers just want to be free and stable, safe and happy. Master Wang appreciates Xi Feng and his brothers." Xi Feng clasped his fists with both hands and said with a suave smile.

After hearing Xi Feng's words, Wang Wanyi lowered her eyes and smiled regretfully. "Since this is the case, since Xi Fengzhi is not in the court, I won't say much to make things difficult for you. I will solve Huang Ziguang's matter on my own. I assure you that pulling Huang Ziguang down is just the beginning."

"Then Xi Feng will stop here, and I hope to see you again someday."

"Just like what Xi Feng and Qingming said, as long as there is no separation between Yin and Yang, we will meet again one day."

The carriage and luggage were all in order, and just as Wang Wanyi was about to board the carriage, he heard several familiar shouts behind him.

Wang Wanyi heard the reputation and looked around, only to see two sedan chairs and eight bearers at the gate of the city, gritted their teeth and shoulders, and were running towards the sedan chair at a fast trot.

"Father! Father! Don't go!" Huang Ziguang lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, saw that Wang Wanyi hadn't left yet, his eyes lit up, and he yelled at the bearer carrying the sedan chair. "Didn't I give you enough food? Hurry up! Hurry up! Or go back and deduct your monthly money for this month!"

When the bearers heard this, they sped up their horsepower immediately, and carried the sedan chair in front of Wang Wanyi in a flash.

Before getting out of the sedan chair, Huang Xun lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and said to Wang Wanyi doggy.

"Grandfather! My father and I are here to take you back to the palace!"

Huang Ziguang got off the sedan chair, but because he was in such a hurry, the hot chassis didn't even stop, so he staggered a few steps on the ground, rushed straight to Wang Wanyi, and said out of breath.

"This is the snack prepared by the son for the adoptive father on the road! Didn't the adoptive father say that he likes the wine at the son's house? Why didn't you tell Ziguang that you were going back to the palace? No, as soon as I heard that you were going back today Gong, didn't you just rush over here with filial piety?!"

Huang Ziguang wiped the sweat from his forehead with the sleeve of his official uniform, and let the servants get out of the sedan chair.

He waved his hand backwards, and asked the accompanying servants to unload the goods from the sedan chair and send them to Wang Wanyi's carriage.

Sure enough, if Mr. Huang makes a move, he will know if there is any. It is really interesting, exquisite, and generous.

"Father, Ziguang and Xun'er are here to send you back to the palace. I also hope that father-in-law can say something nice for your son in front of His Majesty. As long as this kind of filial piety is still there, when the father-in-law proposes an official position to his son, son I will accompany you and be filial to you!"

"And Xun'er! In order to show filial piety, the lower officials have changed their surnames themselves! From now on, my son will follow your surname! He will be called Wang Ziguang! Xun'er will be called Wang Xun! From now on, Xun'er will be your family... Oh no! It is the incense of our Wang family!"

Volume Five Mountains and Rivers