Taibai into the moon

Sure enough, according to what Yun Qichen said yesterday, today is a sunny day, Xie Yi knows that his father has to drink again, he is unwilling to watch, let alone Murong Mingshao has left.So he took the kite and came to the east courtyard to find Song Ling to fly the kite together.

"Ling'er...the kite is here, we...I..." Xie Yi held the kite in his hand, looked at the two people in the room, and froze in place for a moment.

Murong Mingshao hugged Song Ling, as if talking about something.

"Ling'er..." Xie Yi seemed to have been hit in the head, and stepped forward, but he didn't dare to go any further.

Song Ling was already struggling when Xie Yi came in, but Murong Mingshao's hand was too strong, causing Song Ling's back to hurt.

"let me go!"

"Don't let go." Murong Mingshao whispered.

"She said to let you go, can't you hear me!" Xie Yi finally came to his senses, stepped forward and pushed the person to the ground.

Xie Yi is also a martial arts practitioner, with great strength, Murong Mingshao was pushed staggered by him, fearing that he would fall with Song Ling, so he had no choice but to let go.

"Young Master Xie, do you have anything to do? Bother Ling'er and me here...uh"

Xie Yi knocked him over with a punch, and shouted: "Ling'er was also called by you!"

"I've been calling you that for many years!" Murong Mingshao provocatively said, "What are you, she was just forced by my father to marry you!"

Xie Yi was stunned by Murong Mingshao's words, and when he didn't react for a while, Murong Mingshao got up and punched him.

Xie Yi is used to being a young master, no one dares to hit him, and if he looks red, he just punches him.

The two of them just opened it with one fist and one palm, and it was useless for Song Ling to shout.

Song Ling remembered that there was a dagger under the pillow, and she rushed to take it and put it on her neck: "If you hit again, I will die here!"

"Ling'er!" When Xie Yi heard this, he immediately stopped to shake Murong Mingshao away, and turned to look at Song Ling in fear.

"Ling'er, put down the knife and give it to me..." Xie Yihou looked at Song Ling in fear, not daring to move more.

Song Ling didn't really want to die, she just wanted them to stop.As soon as she let go, the knife fell to her feet.The whole person became dejected, and said: "Have you played enough? You go, I want to be alone."

At this moment, Song Ling felt as if a lifetime had passed, a lifetime of helplessness, a lifetime of sorrow were all here, she just wanted to live a stable life, why did she have to be afraid of something.

Xie Yi saw Song Ling slowly sitting on the chair, feeling as if he was in a daze.Immediately there was a pinprick in her heart, and Song Ling seemed to be on the verge of falling.

Murong Mingshao knew Song Ling's temper best, she had to drive him away.She hasn't changed for so many years, and she doesn't want others to see her fragility, and she doesn't like having others around when she's unhappy.

He glanced at Xie Yi, and went out with a cold face.

"Young master, let's go too." Song Ling raised her arms feebly and pointed at the door.

"Ling'er, don't..." Xie Yi didn't know what to say.

Song Ling's heart was cold, she didn't know how to face Xie Yi.Murong Mingshao suddenly barged in and she couldn't stop her, and her brother wasn't there either.He had no choice but to hug her, but Xie Yi happened to see her.

Song Ling felt that Xie Yi was angry, and when he couldn't beat herself, he hit Murong Mingshao.Will he be unwilling to marry himself...

"Stop talking..." Song Ling turned her face away, not looking at him.

Xie Yi clenched the power in both hands, holding back: "I know you were in Mingyue Tower, and he was... childhood sweetheart, so when he came, you just..."

Song Ling's back stiffened.

"Are you leaving me?" Xie Yi didn't dare to look up at Song Ling, he was afraid that she would say yes, and he was afraid that she would clearly deny it, but his eyes were full of duplicity.

Song Ling opened her mouth, as if she could hear her heart breaking piece by piece.

Hearing Song Ling's refusal to answer, Xie Yi thought she had acquiesced, and said again: "If that old fox forces you, tell me... I won't force you if you tell me."

Song Ling was taken aback for a moment, turned to look at Xie Yi, and said in a crying voice: "Never force it... What do you mean?"

Xie Yi didn't speak, what else could he mean? Should he say this again, he couldn't say it.

Song Ling pinched her own hand to stop her crying, and said, "Let's go."

Song Ling got up and walked behind the screen, not wanting Xie Yi to see her unstoppable tears.

Xie Yi's legs, which Song Ling didn't see, bent and he almost stopped. He wiped the blood from Murong Mingshao's punch at the corner of his mouth, leaned over and picked up Song Ling's dagger that was still on the ground, he was afraid that Song Ling would hurt himself .

After picking up the dagger, Xie Yi turned around and went out.

When Song Ling heard the footsteps disappear, she couldn't help but knelt and sat on the ground, crying loudly.

When she came, she was unwilling to marry someone she had never met. She had been sad for a long time, and her brother told her to go to Jiangning after all kinds of talk. Obviously now... now it is very good, very good, she really likes it After going to Xie Yi, she was the first to meet Xie Yi, and then the young master Xie...

Why did Murong Mingshao want to come? Could it be that after hiding for so many years, what she did was not straightforward enough...wasn't she decisive enough?

Tears fell down like broken beads, she was already desperate, Xie Yi would still misunderstand her and Murong Mingshao, she didn't want to explain, she was not a humble person, and she didn't have to pester her Who, explaining what, explaining that she has nothing to do with the young master of Mingyue Tower for so many years, explaining that Murong Mingshao came here out of love, would Xie Yi believe this?

Although Song Ling's status was not high, she was just the younger sister of the director, but she was born with a sense of pride, and never despised herself for anyone. Since Xie Yi didn't believe her, she didn't explain it either.

But my heart is so sad...

Song Ling cried loudly in the room like a knife stabbed in Xie Yi's heart, and he didn't leave.Even if Song Ling has unresolved affection for Murong Mingshao, Song Ling has not yet said she will not marry.

Xie Yi sat and leaned against the wall outside the door, listening to Song Ling crying in despair and sadness outside the door. On the day he confessed, he said don't cry, whatever is sad in the future, whatever is angry, don't cry, she always It hurts to cry Xie Yi.

But Xie Yi still made her cry, made her cry so many times.Xie Yi hugged his legs and curled up under the eaves, listening to Song Ling crying one after another.

His heart hurts outside, this kind of pain is not heart-piercing, but it just makes him feel unbearable, he is going to drown in this crying.

"Let this be my punishment..."

In the south, under the nine heavens and above the mortal world, there is a fairy mountain.Ordinary people can't reach it, and monks want to go there.Unless the world is in troubled times, there will be no peace.This is Lingya.

There is also a master in Lingya, and the Qing family has guarded this place for hundreds of years under the order of the true god.

Qingyi is the suzerain of this term.

At the present time of Lingya, Qingyi is the only successor, and the previous suzerain only left such a daughter.

At this time, Qingyi is only a girl in her twenties, and she has been in charge of Lingya for three years.

"What year is it?" Qingyi sat in the main hall, leaning sideways in the chair, resting her face in one hand, and glanced in the direction of the door.

There was a waiter standing under the seat, turned around and bowed deeply, and said, "Return to the suzerain, today is Laba."

Qingyi looks good, she looked like a white ball when she was young, with two balls on her head, everyone who saw her liked it.When she grows up, she is not as cute as when she was a child, with long and narrow eyes and sharp brows, not to mention how similar she is to the first wife, but rather like her father.If you want to talk about who you are like, who doesn't say a word about Qingqing.

Qingyi's attire looks more and more similar to that of the former saintess, with shining golden hairpins and a yellow robe, she is so charming and bright that it is outrageous.Dai's eyebrows were lightly frowned, her eyebrows were narrow and long, and she was like a saint, but Qing Yi had an evil spirit on her body.

There is a gold bracelet on the wrist, which is just a decoration at first glance, with dragon and phoenix carved on it.If you look closely, you can see that there are barbs on the outside of the bracelet, and the bends are very sharp. If someone without eyes catches it, he may die a terrible death.

"Go down." Qingyi waved her hand to let people go.

I closed my eyes in the room for only five breaths, and a person came in from the gate of the palace.It was a man, dressed in a monk's robe, with his hair pulled up, with an average appearance, and he couldn't find it in the crowd.

"Meet the suzerain." The man came in and knelt down, then got up.

"Well, have you done what I explained last time?" Qingyi lay lazily on her side in the chair, which was very high, and Qingyi squinted her eyes so that she couldn't really see the person who cut her head.

"Yes, Sovereign." The man replied in a low voice.

"What is it! I ask you if it's done!" The gold bracelet on Qingyi's wrist suddenly shone with golden light, and it was untied from her wrist. In a flash, a golden whip was made of refined dragon tendons. The sharp thorns were formed by breaking off the claws of the five-clawed golden dragon one by one.The whip was so sharp that the man was already scrambling in fright.

Qingyi's anger was unreasonable, and the man was startled.

"It's done, it's done, suzerain!"

The man kowtowed a few times, but in Qingyi's eyes, he was just an ant, and when a whip was thrown near him, the man fainted instantly.

"Hmph, trash." Qingyi retracted the whip in her hand, and looked at the person kneeling below with contempt.

Qingyi tapped the armrest of the seat three times, and two people came in and took him down.

The huge palace became empty again, lifeless.

Qingyi looked at the hall with cold eyes, closed her eyes lightly, and smiled slightly, "Senior Brother, we will see you soon..."

"I hope that when the time comes, you won't forget my good sister..."

Qingyi laughed loudly in the hall, the bracelet on her hand shone strangely, and the evil spirit in her eyes couldn't be covered.

After Qingyi finished laughing, she turned into the main hall with a cold face, which was connected to the sleeping hall.

The main room of Qingyi's sleeping hall is pasted with nothing else, it is the same thing that was crushed by the clouds and dust that day, the complete Qiyuan Forbidden Technique.

She plastered the forbidden spells all over her room, covering the original golden house. Qing Yi entered the bedroom and looked at the forbidden spells everywhere with satisfaction.The one on the east wall is fairly flat, while the one on the west wall is slightly dilapidated, with obvious signs of folding and some tearing marks.

Qingyi sneered, "After all, this is my thing, you can only end up dying after grabbing it over and over again."

As she spoke, a sorcerous aura gradually appeared in her hands, "These are all pasted in my bedroom, if they are exposed, who would dare to reveal them, ha ha."

Qing Yi closed her eyes to calm herself down, she was full of blood and evil.Disturbing the mind, it always takes a long time to calm down every time.

After her mood calmed down, she looked at her appearance in the mirror, her exquisite appearance, the golden hairpin on her head, and her smile was too bright.

Suddenly feel disgusted...

"No, brother doesn't like me like this..."

The author has something to say: This woman is a little crazy, ouch, be more ruthless.guess who is this?

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