Thousand Face Demonic Concubine

The person reflected in Feng Yege's pupils was indifferent and ruthless, and he was so close, but for a moment, he never felt that the two were so far away. His mind seemed to just stay on her frozen voice: "It has nothing to do with me? Is this what you always think?"

"Yes." Lou Qingwu answered him expressionlessly, and Wei Yang's jaw outlined a ruthless arc.

Feng Yege's chest quickly moved up and down, and ink pupil held her straight, Ruyu's side face gradually stained with a touch of wounded desolation, her thin lips clenched tightly, and for a long time, she mortgaged her voice and said, "Shimei , If you're kidding, I can treat this as if I haven't heard it ... "

"Why are you so annoying." Lou Qingwu interrupted his words, his face was impatient, "I think I have already made it clear. Now you really have no use value to me except stumbling, yes, You are a sacred doctor, but I also learned your medicine in five or six, and even I will use poison than you; I thought you had at least the identity of the night king, omnipotent, but I did not expect that you would be injured It can be seen that you are not so powerful. Since it is no longer useful, let's talk about it. "

Words that can be heard clearly on weekdays, but now I feel so strange.

Feng Yege finally couldn't help laughing, but the radian of the mouth raised was cold and cold, and the gentle man seemed to give people a kind of oppressive oppression, like a fire dragon about to be furious, scarlet eyes, Eye-catching, staring directly at Lou Qingwu, he suddenly shot, and his slender fingers swept towards Lou Qingwu's neck. Lou danced for a moment, then stepped backwards, his back against the cold wall, his breath suffocated.

However, Feng Ye singer did not fall on her after all, closed her eyes slyly, and slammed on the wall of Lou Qingwu's cheek. A loud blast exploded in Lou Qingwu's ears, and she was shocked. White.

Her chest was violently undulating, she had never even seen such a Fengye song.

Sadness pervaded his face, and another heavy breath was close at hand, brushing her face, inexplicably making her nose sore, and she held back her panic to make her face look sour and mean, "You ... ... you even want to kill me? "

She didn't seem to feel the **** smell smelling in her nose, and the back of the hand with blood on the left side, and a few drops of blood splashed on her face, making her frown and look at the man in front of her in disgust. Feng Yege looked at the unfamiliar woman in front of him. In her pupils, he could clearly see how embarrassed. The impatience in her eyes was so clear. People said that the eyes were knives, which could cut people all over the body. He used to Don't believe it, but now he believes it.

His mind was in a mess, he took a step backwards, blood dripped from his fingertips to the ground, slow motion, fell, condensed into a blood flower, desolate made him feel like his guardian all these years seemed to It's all a joke.

"Lou Qingwu, I ... don't want to see you again."

Turning indifferently, the cold, long figure was a long reflection in the candlelight, but lonely to the heart.

Lou Qingwu bit her lower lip, took a deep breath, and smiled desolately where Feng Yege couldn't see, but just said sarcastically, "That would be the best."

Feng Yege's figure froze, she was stupefied, and she was indifferent. The next moment, she disappeared in front of Lou Qingwu, only the door of the room was rattling.

Lou Qingwu slowly supported the tabletop with his hands before making himself stand.

Eyes lowered, covering the apology of the cohesion under the eyes, sorry ...

She personally pushed herself into a situation of retreat, and there was only this way to let Feng Yege let go.

"Master?" The door of the room was suddenly opened again. Lan Bai heard the movement quickly rushed over, saw the floor dance in the room, and hesitated, and couldn't help shouting.

"Huh?" Lou Qingwu tilted his head indifferently, and for a long while, looked at Lan Bai again, and waved his hand exhaustedly: "How did you wake up?"

"I heard a gurgling sound here, afraid of you Lord ... Lord, are you okay?"

Lou Qingwu's mood was too wrong, Lan Bai couldn't help asking softly.

She originally thought that the master was strange tonight, and he was restless when he left, so he never fell asleep. Just now I suddenly heard that there was movement in the master's room. She hurried over and saw this scene. Looking away, I saw the blood on the wall and couldn't help but hold back: "Master, this blood ..."

"not mine."

Looking down, Lou Qingwu turned quietly and stood with his back to Lan Bai.

His eyes soon fell on the clear blood on the white wall, and he rested on the table with his five fingers and slowly tightened, "Lan Bai, help me bring a basin of water and a piece of parchment."

"Oh, okay, oh? Master, what do you want these to do?"

"Just go get it."

"... Okay." Lan Bai answered, and quickly took Lou Qingwu's things, and then she was waved back by Lou Qingwu. She took a few steps uneasily, but she could see Lou Qingwu's face. There was nothing wrong with it, and finally I had to go out and close the door by the way. It was just a step forward, but she stumbled. The door was open when she came, and the master said that the blood was not her. Whose blood was it?

A figure suddenly flashed in my mind, but shook his head suddenly to deny that it must not be the night king. How could the care of the person be injured by the nature of the master.

Who is that?

Lan Bai returned to his room with such doubts.

But it was sleepless all night, staring at Lou Qingwu's room at the window, and found that the candlelight in Lou Qingwu's room did not go out overnight.

Lou Qingwu quietly looked at the clear water in front of him, wet the parcel, and walked towards the wall. He stood silently in front of the blood stain, and began to wipe the blood stain a little bit on the white wall. Soon the blood was smeared, and gradually the color became lighter and lighter, leaving only a very light and moist.

In the end, apart from the darker color, it was completely impossible to see that someone had hit it with a fist, and the blood splashed left a mark on it, as if at the moment the softness of the bottom of the heart was silently erased.

At the end, the soaked soaked in the clear water, the ripples in the water were slightly rippled, showing a blurred face of Lou Qingwu.

She sighed and didn't say anything for a long time.

Lou Qingwu did not hear Feng Yege's news for the next two days, and she seemed to have retracted herself into a shell again, refusing anyone to visit. After that night, Li Fu has been silent, but it is so. There are still rumors gradually spreading. Li Fu met a ghost the night when the second son was married, and an innocent ghost killed several people at once. Bloody, many people saw it.