Madam Tsundere is an attack

Died of a sickness, you know..."

Su Yue clasped her hands together and bowed, touching her forehead to the ground, said in a shy voice, "Yue'er, I know."

Knowing that sound, the Tao has exhausted all the pain.

Su Yue's mother died in summer, if the people in the city hadn't worked together to find ice, the body would not have survived for seven days.At night, Su Yue knelt on the ground alone, guarding the mourning hall, the candles were flickering, and a strange smell gradually came from the wooden coffin.

Ordinarily, his mother was preserved in ice, so this kind of phenomenon is impossible. Su Yue frowned and looked at the wooden coffin for a long time, and then solemnly saluted several times before she dared to approach the wooden coffin.

"Mother, I offended you." Su Yue nodded, and slowly pushed the wooden coffin away.

"What are you doing!"

Father.

Su Yue's fingers were trembling, and then she looked back at him, the dry firewood in the brazier was crackling non-stop, dragged on the ground, and he said in a hoarse voice: "What is it in there..."

"go out!"

"Father, what did you do..."

"Get out!" He still said the same words, seeing that Su Yue was indifferent, he would pull him out of the mourning hall with one step.

"You killed Fengyue! You killed him!"

Su Yue stepped back, leaning her back on the wooden coffin, the coffin lid was crumbling after being hit by him, and there were two people lying there in shock!

No, it is not accurate to say that there are two people.Because the smaller body has curled up badly, and the skin is dry and gray, obviously drained of blood.

"You used Fengyue to make medicine..." Su Yue looked at his elegant father in disbelief. Although he was not interested in medicine, he was fascinated by it. After thinking about it for a while, Su Yue also knew why the person in the coffin became a doctor. With that look, he said dryly, "You are a lunatic."

Snapped!

A crisp voice sounded in the mourning hall, Su Yue wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and heard the voice of the person in front of her shout hoarsely: "What do you know! Everyone in Fucheng is going to die! Since he can save Fucheng alone Why not do it, that is the best way, that child's blood is precious, why not use it, have you ever thought about what the end of Fucheng would be like if he didn't make sacrifices!"

"Fucheng has nothing to do with him!" Fengyue is an orphan, why did he die for the people of Fucheng, or died for no reason, Su Yue's eyes were bloodshot, and said: "You are selfish, obviously there are other It's a way, you sacrificed Fengyue, because it doesn't matter, so you don't care about his life or death at all."

Su Yue murmured: "Not only did you kill Fengyue, you also forced your mother to make a choice. She has saved countless lives in her life. When did she do such an outrageous thing? It was you who forced her to death...I'm going to tell They, the great heroes who save the world and the people! They are all liars!"

"Su Yue!" The man pushed him hard, said that there was no cure, then looked at the wooden coffin, bent over and brought the corpse out.

"what are you going to do!"

Seeing him walking away with Fengyue's body in his arms, Su Yue held the blood on her forehead and got up again, scrambling and grabbing his hem, said in a harsh voice, "You can't take him away! Give Fengyue back to me! Give me!"

No matter how much he beat and scolded, the man seemed to be going crazy, and ran away holding the corpse. Su Yue staggered along step by step, his voice hoarse. He looked at the receding figure and spat out another mouthful of blood .

On the cliff, with a cool breeze, Su Yue watched Fengyue's body roll to the ground, and then was dragged mercilessly by his father, dragging, dragging, until the end of the cliff.

That figure finally stopped moving forward, Su Yue limped, not knowing where there were more wounds on his body, not knowing what day and night, where and where, he only knew that the person who had been with him for 12 years was killed sinking into the sea.

The figure standing on the cliff looked up to the sky and laughed as if he was relieved, and then ran back, not even taking a look at Su Yue.

"Give him back to me..."

The tip of Su Yue's nose twitched, and two lines of tears fell from her eyes, mixed with scarlet blood, and rolled down to the ground.

Suddenly, as if he also went crazy, he turned around and went down the cliff to find a path.

"Fengyue, Fengyue..."

Biting sea water spread up, Su Yue called his name over and over again, sadly, desperately, but no matter how much he called, that person would ignore him.

No one could answer again.

Fengyue.

Fengyue.

Fengyue...

"What happened? Why did Doctor Su commit suicide?"

"Hey, who can tell? You said that the plaque bestowed by the emperor will be delivered. What is Mr. Su thinking about? It's a pity, a pity, for such an elegant person."

"Maybe I can't bear Mrs. Su to leave alone. They are husband and wife and they are very affectionate. Now that they are gone, it is a pity for that child Su Yue."

"Speaking of which, why has Su Yue been missing?"

"That's right, where is Su Yue? Look for it quickly, that child is Mr. Su's only blood..."

"That's right, look for it, find someone quickly!"

A group of noisy people in front of Su's house scattered in all directions, looking for Su Yue one after another.

The sea water lazily beat against the reef, the sun shone, the water rippled, a ray of white light slowly rose from the bottom of the sea, and when it landed on the reef, it gradually turned into a human form.

"what is this?"

"Turning into a demon." A woman in black clothes appeared again in the deep blue sea. The woman had a handsome face and a cool black dress, holding a child in her arms, and said lightly: "Your destiny is different. The demon power is strong, so once you die, you will turn into a demon if your obsession is too deep."

The child on the reef received the person handed by the woman, his eyes were calm, like waves in stagnant water, and said: "He is afraid of water."

"I have restored his body to what it looked like before he was alive, but he died because of bleeding, so he cannot enter reincarnation."

The child was silent, and after a while, he asked again: "You said that my demon power is strong, so you came here for my demon power?"

"Yes, and no." The woman frowned, then knelt on one knee above the water, and said calmly, "My name is Tuhua, and I take this life as my life. I am willing to serve you, forever and ever, without complaint or regret."

"It's up to you." The child didn't even look at her, he got up and picked up the person in his arms. Because he turned into a demon, he easily picked up the child who was almost the same size as him.

"I don't know your name yet."

The people behind him also got up, his footsteps stopped, and he looked up at the blue sky, the white clouds were chic and carefree.

"Su, Sleepless."

Light and shadow intertwined, and in the dimness, the child's figure gradually dissipated, replaced by a man in his twenties, who walked away steadily on the water.

My name is Su Weimian.

No.: ☆, in collusion

On the first day of being a Qing minister and Shangjun, Wei Ziqing abandoned the fairy family who came to congratulate him from afar in Tianfang Shenfu, and played with his bedroll.

Adhering to the principle of "passing among thousands of flowers, not a single leaf touches the body", the kilns in the sky and the earth, north and south of the river, are well-known as: appreciating flowers.

However, perhaps it was because of the dissoluteness of this Lord that people couldn't see it. On the way to play, he suffered retribution and was abducted by human traffickers to the slaughterhouse of the Demon Realm.

At that time, within the Six Realms, only the immortal and demon races had a cold relationship.

In the slaughterhouse of hell, Shangjun, the Qing minister, has not realized that he has made meat on the chopping board, and is happily flirting with the ignorant girl with a knife.

"Hey, girl." Across a layer of iron fence, Wei Ziqing stretched out his humble hand, and said slyly: "What is your name? Where do you live? Are you married? I think you are very kind. Where have we met?" Is that right? I don’t even have an impression of a beauty like you, so I’m really sorry. Beauty, please say something, or hum a little song..."

So the kind-faced little girl turned her head with the machete, revealing a bloody mouth with a fishy smell.

Wei Ziqing turned pale with fright, and walked towards the corner with hands and feet.

About a dozen people were locked up in this hall, the light was dark, no one could see clearly, only the faint sound of breathing could be heard, Wei Ziqing was sitting with his back against the wall, intending to lie down for a rest, but just as his hand touched On the ground, the hairs stood up again.

His hand feels soft and soft, and it's comfortable to knead, but Wei Ziqing didn't feel the slightest anger. He boldly raised his hand and stroked it a few times indiscriminately.

In the darkness, a pair of eyes stared at him poisonously, and the person in the corner quickly grabbed Wei Ziqing's restless hand and folded it forcefully.

The bones crunched and cracked, Wei Ziqing was stunned but did not dare to make a sound, holding his hand tremblingly said: "Brother, brother, I didn't offend you..."

The people in the corner didn't seem to want to talk to him, so they closed their eyes and rested their minds. Wei Ziqing connected the bones, and smelled the smell of blood keenly—although there was blood everywhere in this ghostly place, this smell was different from others.

"Are you injured?" Wei Ziqing squinted his eyes, trying to see the appearance of the person opposite, he stretched out his hand, and touched a piece of firm and strong skin. The person's chest was still bleeding, and the injury was not serious, "Then What, let me bandage you, you won't hit people, will you?"

The person on the opposite side exhaled, he moved, a night pearl rolled out from his sleeve, the pearl had a dim luster, lying on the ground, with this light, Wei Ziqing saw the wound on his chest, and the tightness of the man. Stretched jaw.

Wei Ziqing listened to him sneer and said: "This can also be bandaged?"

The man's clothes were half undressed, and the wound on his chest was not that big, but there was a strand of silver thread from around the wound to the heart, which continued to spread as he breathed.

Wei Ziqing said firmly: "Of course."

The man stopped talking, leaned lazily against the wall, and tilted his head to look at him.

Under the tremendous pressure, Wei Ziqing tore off his sleeve, carefully wrapped around the man, trying to divert his attention, "Well, I suddenly realized that I might have fallen into a wolf's den..."

Qingchen Shangjun was not stupid enough to go home, he took a deep breath and said: "This place should be used by the devil world to punish villains, did you commit a crime?"

"No."

Wei Ziqing asked: "Where is what?"

"Just finished the fight, come in and rest for a few days." The man put his hand through the hair, and replied neither salty nor weak.

The corner of Wei Ziqing's mouth twitched, and he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Who are you fighting with?"

"The devil."

Wei Ziqing was shocked, tightened his hands, and forcibly removed his wrist bone again.

After treating the wound, he sat beside the man familiarly, "You said you came in to rest, so can you take me with you when you leave?"

"..."

"By the way, I haven't asked your name yet? My name is Wei Ziqing, the one from above."

Only then did the man in the dark condescend, and said coldly, "Ghost Yu, the one below."

So Wei Ziqing hugged his thigh in an upright manner, and was dragged out of the dungeon on a dark and windy night, saving his life from being slaughtered.

After being imprisoned for dozens of days, he saw the water pool as soon as he came out. Wei Ziqing felt that Gui Yu was a considerate person. Without saying a word, he got into the water and cleaned up carelessly.

No matter how bright and white the moon looks in the demon world, there is always a tinge of blood. Wei Ziqing jumped out of the water, and saw the man sideways with his hands behind his back, and he said "would you like to come down and wash?" , and saw Gui Yu closed his eyes and raised his head, lightly raised his five fingers, the wide-sleeved black brocade shirt was draped over his body, and three thousand black hairs were loosely tied behind him, standing in the moonlight.

As if sensing Wei Ziqing's gaze, Oniyu tilted his head and looked down at him.

His eyes are very black, like ink that cannot be melted, like a night without stars, it is hard to see through.

Wei Ziqing shivered in the deep pool, and it took him a while to regain his thoughts, slandering in his heart: Damn, I rescued some evildoer.

Realizing that the man was about to leave, Wei Ziqing quickly straightened his posture, followed him, and chattered endlessly: "You said that you were injured in a fight with the devil, why? Molested his harem beauties?"

Gui Yu pursed his lips slightly, rolled his eyes impatiently, and took big steps, Wei Ziqing followed him calmly, flatteringly said: "As far as I know, the cultivation level of the current Demon Lord is no less than that of the Heavenly Emperor. You can be regarded as a character if you can fight with him, how about this, follow me back to the fairy world, you can not only escape the pursuit of the devil world, but also make a living, how comfortable it is."

Gui Yu stopped, looked at him strangely, and asked: "I seem to be someone who wants to make a living?"

"You don't look like it." Wei Ziqing looked at him with a smile, and said, "You are."

Gui Yu resisted the desire to slap him to death, and when he turned around, the man had disappeared.

However, he really underestimated Wei Ziqing's shameless tracking ability. As the king of the fairy world, he looks like a hooligan who stays in the demon world all day and can block him every day.

In the wilderness, the wind is frosty.

With his hands in his arms, Gui Yu sat among the branches, looking at the busy people below, "I said, the heaven and the underworld have always been on good terms, if you want to check the book of life and death, you can just talk to the above, so sneaky, you don't know. What do you think is wrong?"

Wei Ziqing, who was flipping through the book below, raised his head and raised his finger, signaling him not to speak, and then said via voice transmission: "Do you think the book of life and death belongs to your family?"If I tell the Heavenly Emperor that I want to check my Jiaojiao's reincarnation, he will have to break my dog ​​legs!

Jiaojiao is Wei Ziqing's confidante in the human world. Gui Yu was once dragged by Wei Ziqing to Nalao Shizi Music Square to meet Gui Yu. She is a beauty, but he is not interested.

Guiyu scratched his head and thought for a while, but he was speechless: Co-author Wei Ziqing, a frenzied prodigal son, felt that it was not enough to harm the family for the first life, so he had to make a second life for that little girl?

Just when Guiyu Shenyou Taixu, Wei Ziqing below suddenly jumped up, dancing and dancing, "I found it! I found it!"

He drew the book of life and death, and pointed to Gui Yu: "I want to vote for a general's daughter, haha, let me just say, Jiaojiao, she follows me."

Wei Ziqing lost his composure for a moment, and jumped lightly to the branch where Guiyu was, but he didn't know if he was preoccupied recently, but the person who should have been carefree crushed the tree.

"Wei Ziqing!"

Gui Yu threw off the vine, and as soon as it wrapped around his hand, he was taken down before he could use any force.

The hole below is like an insatiable beast, daring to swallow anything.

When the two came out again, they were sent to Jiuchongtian respectfully by the hand of Pluto, where they were detained separately.

Changsheng woke up suddenly, closed his eyes, stretched out his hand to grab him into his arms, pinched his back with his fingers, and said in a daze, "Did you have a nightmare?"

"Yeah." Changsheng frowned, shrunk under the quilt extremely uncomfortably, stretched out his left hand, and patted Jiangruo's cheek, "Hey, tell me about the past, what's the situation like?"

Jiang Ruo opened his eyes, kissed the tip of his nose, and said affectionately: "My lord, are you not going to sleep again tonight?"

Chang Sheng pressed his chest with his palm, turned over and put on his robe, and sat upright on the couch, "If you keep fooling me, go back to your Charm City immediately."

Jiang Ruo let out a low laugh, he didn't get up, and then pillowed on Changsheng's thigh, wrapping around his waist, "Didn't you think that the memory I gave you was a lie a while ago? Why did you ask me for it again today? "

Changsheng slapped him, thinking why I despise you, haven't you figured it out yet?

He said: "It just feels like you are hiding it, which makes me feel very panicked."

Jiang Ruo lay on his back on his lap, met his eyes, suddenly smiled lightly, stretched out one hand, put his arms around his neck, got up with strength, rubbed Changsheng's forehead, intertwined with his breath.

"This is a long, long story, let me tell you slowly..."

The author has something to say: "Madame Tsundere is an Attack" is over. I am very grateful to the little angels for their company. Thank you for reading. The story of Fox and Tianjun has come to an end. There will be no more changes in the episode. If you are still interested , You can pre-order "Gua Shi", this is a cowardly and a cowardly love story, young people!Wife Gong·Beauty stays weak (^-^).

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