flapping wings

Before biting off the skull's neck bone, Qi Ping tore off one of its arm bones first, then turned around and threw it at Mu Xiaoer.

The arm bone flew over the door frame and hit Mu Xiaoer directly on the head.

Mu Xiaoer looked over angrily, and immediately met the eyes of Qi Ping, whose face was full of snot and tears. He was shaken all over, looked back and forth at Qi Ping, and immediately jumped out of the bathtub and put on his coat.

Qi Ping lost his restraint, broke free and rushed towards Mu Xiaoer.

The skeleton got up and was about to stop it, but his left foot tripped over his right foot, and he fell to the ground with a plop, and never got up again.

Qi Ping turned his head, hesitated for a few seconds and still ignored it.

"Mu Xiaoer, who is he?" Qi Ping grabbed Mu Xiaoer's hair and asked with red eyes, "You love me so much, why can't you tell us apart?"

"You love him so much, don't you just stick to the surface?"

Qi Ping was shocked, and Mu Xiaoer in front of him suddenly disappeared. He looked to the side, and the skeleton had grown a Mu Xiaoer's face.

It's just that he was covered in blood, and his arms were torn off, and a pool of blood gathered on the ground.

Mu Xiaoer is dead!Killed by him himself!

...............

From then on, there was a ragged lunatic in the town. One day, the lunatic passed by a house, and the hostess happened to come out of the door. Seeing the lunatic's pity, she gave him a bowl of leftovers.

When the lunatic reached out to take the bowl, something suddenly rolled out of his arms and rolled straight to the mistress' shoes.

As soon as the hostess saw a human skull, she jumped up in shock.

Unexpectedly, the kick hit the madman's back. The madman hugged the skull in his arms and begged on his knees: "Don't hit him, don't hit him, he will hurt, hit me, hit me!" I, I can die for him!"

Under the stunned gaze of the hostess, the lunatic carefully kissed the skull, and kept muttering: "I love him, I love Brother Mu, I love him, I love Brother Mu, I can die for him! Can!"

Looking at the back of the lunatic going further and further away, the hostess had a wicked smile on her face, at this moment a man wearing a silver mask walked out of the room, "How is it?"

"It's getting deeper and deeper in the dream," the hostess said with a sneer, "If you're too attached to the result, it's easy to lose yourself."

"Aren't you the same," the man sighed, "Human, no one has the right to ridicule anyone."

"Caught these people," the woman said after a pause, "Please let me see him."

"Isn't he here with you every day?" The man said with some disgust, and then left without looking back, as if he didn't care about other people's life or death.

A shadow flashed between the woman's brows, and she clenched her fists and stared at the back.

With a creak behind him, the woman's figure suddenly elongated, and when she looked again, she suddenly turned into a handsome man.

Unfortunately, a horrible scar almost ran across his entire face.

The man looked back, and a suave and suave young man came out of the door. He looked only 20 years old, with a pair of amorous eyes.

The man immediately went up to him: "Qianmian, are you awake?"

The lunatic wandered around the town all day long with the skull in his arms. On a certain day, it rained suddenly. The lunatic hid in a ruined temple and carefully wiped the water on the skull.

At this time, an old monk suddenly came out from the inside, with a benevolent face, looked at the rainstorm outside, and sighed leisurely: "You love more than just his appearance, why bother to prove this? Wake up, child."

The lunatic raised his head, and his eyes gradually became mad: "But why didn't I recognize him at that time? I want to find an answer, I love him, I can die for him, why didn't I recognize him!"

"But how can a confused heart find the answer?" The monk said: "You were first confused by your lover's betrayal and failed to see the truth; now you are confused by your lover's tragic death, and you are almost lost."

The monk came over and snatched the skull from Qi Ping's hand. With a little force, only a puddle of powder was left in his palm: "That face belongs to him. It's normal for you to be confused by it. After all, if you love someone, how can you only think about it?" Part of loving him."

The monk looked at the rain curtain and sighed faintly: "Qi Ping, the answer you are looking for is wrong, of course you can't find it."

When the rainstorm stopped, the figure of the monk also disappeared. Qi Ping looked at the powder left on the ground and looked into the distance, with tears streaming down his eyes again.

...............

Xiao Bao was shaking Qi Ping and Mu Xiaoque's shoulders anxiously at this moment, the two fell asleep as soon as they closed their eyes, and it has been more than an hour now, and there is still no sign of waking up.

Mu Xiaoque suddenly opened his eyes, and after seeing the jungle in front of him, he felt relieved, but the scene from the dream came to his mind at random, chaotic and nonsense.

He didn't know why there were so many messy things in Qi Ping's mind, he was simply shameless.

Especially the scene of the two skin to skin, even though it was only in a dream, made him feel a little embarrassed.

When Xiaobao saw Mu Xiaoque wake up, he was as excited as seeing a morning star in the night sky, "Brother Mu, you finally woke up, look at Brother Seven!"

Mu Xiaoque glanced at Qi Ping coldly, turned her head and didn't say a word complainingly, if it wasn't for seeing Qi Ping sleepy, he would have wanted to beat him up.

Not long after, Qi Ping also woke up leisurely, and Mu Xiaoque even turned his eyes away from the culprit, and automatically opened the distance between him and Qi Ping.

"Brother Seven! You finally woke up! You scared me to death!" Xiaobao threw himself on Qi Ping, shaking with excitement. God knows, he is the only "living person" left in this weird forest. How scared was he? What has become.

The first thing Qi Ping did when he opened his eyes was to glance at Mu Xiaoque, and then he let out a long sigh of relief, he just felt that this formation was really too evil.

The other party had an insight into his little liking at the beginning, and then continued to enlarge it, and brainwashed him, exaggerating the liking into an unforgettable love.

But Qi Ping knows very well in his heart that what he feels for Mu Xiaoque now is that he likes it, and it has not yet reached the level of love.

For this reason, the other party also deliberately erased his memory, fabricated a dream for him that exceeded his current feelings, and finally smashed it, but why is he down!

And I don't know who the monk who helped him was.

"Mu Xiaoque, are you okay?" Qi Ping asked tentatively, he didn't want Mu Xiaoque to participate in his dream, so he would rather kill himself.

"Not bad, what?" Mu Xiaoque looked over coolly, and asked back, "Why do you think I'm bad? Or do you know I'm bad?"

"Cough, cough, cough!" Qi Ping coughed heavily, and began to make amends with a guilty conscience: "No, I just got tricked by bad guys and had a pure dream. I don't know if anything bad happened to you."

"Please worry!" Mu Xiaoque stared lightly, as if winking, "It's very good! It's just a dream about my childhood."

"Where's Xiaobao? Are you okay?" Qi Ping breathed a sigh of relief and always felt that there was something in Mu Xiaoque's words, so he quickly turned the topic to Xiaobao.

"What dream? I didn't have a dream," Xiaobao shook his head ignorantly: "I just saw you two fell asleep suddenly."

"The more distracting thoughts you have in your heart, the more you see." Mu Xiaoque patted Xiaobao on the shoulder, "The mind is pure and impeccable."

Qi Ping felt more and more that Mu Xiaoque was alluding to him, especially at the moment when the other party expressed his approval for Xiaobao, which made him silently feel a wave of contempt.

Qi Ping squinted at Mu Xiaoque, then turned his head with a hum.

"Brother Seven, what did you dream about?" Xiao Bao, a pure and kind child, picked which pot he didn't open.

Qi Ping's eyeballs flickered for a while, and he couldn't resist Mu Xiaoque's calm and slightly curious gaze, so he bit the bullet and started making up stories.

Put Mu Xiaoer's persona on himself, turn himself into a woman, and start making up.

Mu Xiaoque's expression was cold when she heard his nonsense, but she still felt weird when she heard the part about the monk.

The other party arranged this illusion obviously to keep the two of them, so who is this monk who broke the formation?

The balls of thread were all tangled together, and for a moment she couldn't figure it out at all. Mu Xiaoque only knew that now she was tied to the center of a pool of water by Qi Ping, and the surrounding waves were surging, and others could still escape. The two of them had no hope. .

It was getting dark, they had been tossing all day, they were tired and hungry at this time, and they didn't know what new situation would happen in the evening, so now they could only seize the time to eat some dry food to replenish their strength.

"Xiaobao, did you sneak out?" Qi Ping thought of the encounter in Yunhe City and said: "If your master can't find you, you will definitely be anxious."

"I left a letter for Master," Xiaobao said with a guilty look on his face, "I hope that the old man has returned to the mountain safely."

Qi Ping frowned, puzzled and said: "According to your master's character, why did you go to Mission Hills City to join in the fun?"

"It's not to watch the excitement," Xiaobao explained unhappily. People in this world can scold him for anything, but they just can't touch his bottom line-Xuanxiu Sect and his master, "I traveled around the world with my master, at that time Passed by Qi's house."

Qi Ping rolled his eyes and stopped talking, and continued to eat the dough cakes. He didn't know how such a fine master could teach such a foolish apprentice. He wanted to jump into the fire pit when he saw it.

Thinking of this, he shifted his gaze to Mu Xiaoque again. Xiaobao was stupid, so why did Mu Xiaoque get involved?

Looking at the attitude of the other party, it is clear that Yu Ruyi is not in his eyes, so his motives are worth guessing.

"Mu Xiaoque, which organization are you from?" Qi Ping looked at Mu Xiaoque, and Xiao Bao also perked up his ears with interest, since he woke up he had been thinking about the other party's identity.

He felt that this person was really too mysterious, so young and possessed superb martial arts, it stands to reason that he shouldn't be unknown in the world.

In fact, for a moment he thought of the secret organization that his master had told him about—a cloud of masters, powerful people, full of evil, and framing Zhongliang, but when he looked at Mu Xiaoque, he always felt that the other party was not like the people there.

Mu Xiaoque glanced at both of them, glared at Qi Ping emphatically, then closed her eyes majestically, pretending not to see or hear, her attitude was extremely arrogant, she obviously didn't even bother to perfunctory.