Evil concubine commits peach blossom

Here, Mao Ting, who was investigating the details of the earthquake on the street, saw everything that was shocking. All she could see were collapsed houses, and the whole street was dead silent and depressed. The victims who were dug out should also be buried in the ground. Mao Ting sighed and mourned for the victims who died. The young did not marry wives and have children, and the old did not enjoy the pleasures of life. They just went like this. Human life How fragile she must be in the face of natural disasters, her eyes are soggy, and a tear is about to fall from the corner of her eyes. She seems to be able to hear the scene of crying and howling everywhere when the earthquake came. How helpless they must be ?

Just as she was feeling sad for the victims who died, a yellow butterfly with fluttering wings landed on her shoulder.

She felt warm in her heart and smiled slightly. She just wanted to raise her hand to touch the butterfly's wings, but the little yellow butterfly flapped its wings and flew up, circling around her. Mao Ting was stunned for a moment, but saw the butterfly flying She was about to leave with flapping wings, so she quickly chased after it, wanting to take a good look at this beautiful butterfly. The more she chased the butterfly, the faster she ran, sometimes flying over the petals, sometimes circling around the tree, and then flapping again. The wings continued to fly, and Mao Ting felt that the butterfly was so cute, so she followed it persistently, wanting to see where it could stop.

She followed it for a long time, and she didn't even know that she was taken to a very deep jungle by it.She stepped on the branches of the dead wood, panting and running after the butterfly.

The air here is fresh. She stopped, and there were countless trees behind her. The trees here are all evergreen pines and cypresses. When she looked up, she saw a wide field of vision in front of her. There was no tree in front of her. Rather, the cliff...

On the edge of the cliff, there was a person standing, Mao Ting rubbed her eyes, yes, it was a person, that’s right, the butterfly was still circling around that person, Mao Ting swallowed, isn’t it, Another suicide player?

Could it be that under the guidance of God, let her rescue this lost little lamb?Is there any mistake, I am a singer in the 21st century, not a psychiatrist, forget it, it's none of her business, let's go.

The woman thought for a while and nodded, then turned around and walked a few steps, but she couldn't violate her conscience. She is a highly educated person, so she can't just leave her alone, right?

Mao Ting sighed, then turned around, she took a few steps forward quietly, approached the man, and asked tentatively, "Young man, you have a long life, what can you not think about?" ? If you don't mind, you can talk to me."

The man in a white robe embroidered with green patterns turned around and looked at her with a frown.

Like a cartoon freeze frame, the world suddenly became silent, it seemed that even the wind stopped flowing, only the little yellow butterfly danced playfully around the two of them.

She looked at him, and saw the man in white clothes and black hair, his jet-black silk hair was fluttering in the breeze, his jade crown was lightly bundled, his skin was fair, his nose bridge was straight, his lips were not stained but vermilion, and his facial features were also handsome Jue Lun, dressed in white, makes him seem like a fairy who doesn't know what everything in the world is, and his whole body is enveloped in an aura that transcends the world.

And those glass-like pupils were as clear as a clear spring, and there was a clean smell between his brows and eyes, like a fairy who had not been contaminated by any mortal breath. She saw him holding a black Sinan (that is, a modern compass, In ancient times, she was called Si Nan), and with clear eyes, she asked her like a clear spring in the mountain: "Who are you?"

While Mao Ting was looking at him, Ouyang Yao was also looking at her curiously.

The woman in front of him was dressed in a blue dress, her skin was like snow, and her whole body was covered with a cold and aloof temperament. She had skin as white as snow, eyebrows like smoke, and her eyes were as beautiful as twinkling stars. Unsatisfied with his words, he frowned and replied impatiently: "Stranger."

Suddenly, as if remembering something, she looked at him with wide eyes: "Why did you commit suicide?"

Ouyang Yao muttered innocently: "I didn't say I was going to commit suicide."

Mao Ting stroked her forehead with a headache, she was really nosy, she turned around and waved her hand: "Okay, goodbye."

"Hey, wait." The man suddenly ran over and blocked her way: "Can... can you take me back? I... I'm lost."

Ouyang Yao bit his lips, held Sinan, his eyes were shining, his ears were slightly reddish, and he looked at her with a pitiful face. This turned around, Mao Ting could only think of the anime she had watched before. "Sakura Public Relations Department" Kosho Taihanotsuka Mitsukuni is very cute and cute.

But she, Mao Ting, didn't like this. She never dared to be interested in this type of young gentleman, so a certain woman just slightly raised her eyebrows, and gently pushed Mou Yao to the side with her jade hand, and refused without thinking: "Can't."

"You you you...you are so beautiful, but you are unwilling to help others when they are in the most difficult time, you you you..."

"I...what's the matter with me? I don't want to take you back, can I?" She paused, turned around, made a funny face at Ouyang Yao in a rare mood, and then smiled softly, just like the white snow that has just melted She is pure and innocent, but the words she speaks are more irritating than life.

"You...you just... can't do it! You have to take me out." He devoted himself to studying the astronomical theorem, his status is noble, and the people around him have always obeyed him. How could he ever meet such an unreasonable person, and he would not argue For the first time, his ears were red from anger, he simply took out a rope from his sleeve, and muttered something in his mouth, the rope disappeared after speaking, and what was even more strange was that she seemed to be caught by something. Things pushed her and brought her in front of him. Her wrists and his wrists were tightly connected as if they were tied together by a rope. They were inseparable. When she took a step, he followed suit. One step, it was as if there was an invisible rope binding the wrists of the two of them, no matter how much she swung her, she couldn't shake off his hand.

She raised her head and saw his innocent, childlike smiling face: "This is the fairy rope, don't break free. The more you get rid of it, it will get tighter and tighter. I used a spell, you see No, I will help you break the spell only if you take me out."

After finishing speaking, a certain man snorted proudly, and finally raised his head proudly, thinking: Don't take me out, let's see how you escape.

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Dear friends, is the new male lead still satisfied?