The actor's little sweetheart is soft and flirtatious

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When the love story fell, a burst of extremely piercing laughter sounded.

Look up.

The old witch changed her friendly attitude before, and stared at him like a poisonous snake.

That gloomy gaze sent chills down one's spine.

"Too late, too late..."

Even though her face was covered with a black veil, she still gave people a feeling of madness.

Her eyes suddenly turned to Lan Ruofeng, "You idiots! Xuan'er's ghost has been injected, it's too late, even you can't force him out, hahaha..."

Seeing her such a villainous appearance, her face flushed with anger, and she glared at her viciously: "You vicious old witch, why did you do this?"

"why?"

The old witch's strangely dark eyes suddenly turned to Fu Wangzhi, with a strange yin and yang: "I haven't seen you for so many years, I didn't expect you to grow up so big!"

Fu Wangzhi's cold eyes narrowed slightly: "You know me?"

The book turned pale, and suddenly grabbed him: "Mr. Fu..."

Fu Wangzhi saw the uneasiness in his eyes, hugged him gently, felt his slightly trembling body, and frowned slightly.

"You know her?"

Book love: "I..."

The old witch: "I'm also surprised, since just now, you look at me very differently."

She paused, then smiled darkly: "Are you afraid of me?"

Boqing's body trembled again almost subconsciously, and he squeezed into Fu Wangzhi's arms unconsciously, his clenched palms were wet.

He had a deep memory of what happened eight years ago, perhaps because he knew that the old witch had the ability to transfer the pain to Fu Wangzhi, and he felt a subconscious fear of her in his heart.

This sense of fear actually did not come from himself, but from Fu Wangzhi. He was afraid that the old witch would harm Fu Wangzhi again.

"Ugh..."

At this time, Yu Qing let out an unbearable cry of pain, and suddenly fell to the ground.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Lei Ting hugged him into his arms, his expression turned extremely ugly: "Yu Qing..."

"Woo pain...so painful...ahhh pain..."

The body seemed to be being eaten by someone bite by bite, the severe pain made Yu Qing unable to tell who was in front of her, she just hugged her head tightly subconsciously, and kept digging into Lei Ting's arms, trying to reduce the pain.

Lei Ting hugged his emaciated soul body tightly, with a violent look on his face, he suddenly looked at the old witch, and said, "If this old woman escapes from here today, you will all be buried with Yu Qing!"

This was obviously said to the bodyguards around.

Hearing this, a group of bodyguards around quickly surrounded the old witch, and surrounded the three of them, master and apprentice, almost in the blink of an eye.

Surrounded by crowds, the old witch and the female disciples who stood by her side did not panic at all.

Suddenly there were two little paper figurines in her hands, she sneered twice, and quickly spilled the little paper figurines, only to see those little paper figurines slipped into the hearts of the bodyguards as if they had eyes.

The bodyguards who had been drilled into their hearts by the little paper figures suddenly stopped their movements as if the pause button had been pressed, and their eyes became dull.

The old witch muttered something, pinched her hands together and pointed towards them, and the bodyguards turned around and rushed towards them like puppets.

Seeing this, Lan Ruofeng cursed in a low voice, and also waved two yellow talismans with his hands raised.

The yellow talisman flew out and quickly surrounded the bodyguards in a circle, spinning around them in the air.

The bodyguards surrounded by the yellow talisman seemed to have lost their direction, and circled slowly in the talisman array.

The old witch frowned slightly: "Who are you as a disciple? Why haven't I seen this kind of talisman?"

Lan Ruofeng stared at her and sneered: "There are so many things in the world that you haven't seen before, do you want me to tell you one by one?"

"presumptuous!"

A female disciple beside the old witch yelled, "How dare you be so rude in front of the master?"

Lan Ruofeng raised her eyebrows: "Girl, turn left when you go out, take the No. [-] bus, get off after three stops, there is what you need."

The female disciple was slightly confused: "What?"

Lan Ruofeng narrowed her peach-blossom eyes, and smiled: "That's the nearest film and television city, you go and have a look, if you're lucky, you might even meet a crew recruiting, you have such a good condition, if you don't act, it will be ruined .”

Hearing this, the female disciple was stunned for a long time without realizing what he meant, but the old witch heard that his words were not good, and scolded angrily: "Idiot, shut up and stop embarrassing yourself here!"

The female disciple shut her mouth and gave Lan Ruofeng a hard look.

On the other side, seeing Lan Ruofeng holding back the old witch for the time being, Bo Qing felt relieved.

He looked at Yu Qing who kept crying in Lei Ting's arms, his eyes gradually turned red, he unconsciously grasped Fu Wangzhi's hand tightly, at a loss: "What should I do? Yu Qing looks very bad, why? manage……"

Fu Wangzhi pursed his lips with a solemn expression.

Earlier, the old witch said that the ghost had already been injected, and even Lan Ruofeng couldn't force it out. Later, Lan Ruofeng didn't do it himself, but asked them to find a way. It was obvious that he really had no choice.

Can they only rely on themselves, or can they only rely on Yu Qing?

But seeing Yu Qing in such pain now, it is obvious that he has no way to resist the ghost.

"What should I do? What about Teacher Fu?"

Seeing that Yu Qing was in more and more pain, but he had no way to do anything, and burst into tears.

Fu Wangzhi's eyes darkened slightly, and he hugged him tightly again.

There was no way he could.

"It hurts...I...it hurts...Thunder..."

I don't know whether he was confused by the pain or woke up from the pain, but Yu Qing half-opened his eyes, grabbed Lei Ting tightly, and begged with difficulty: "...Kill me, Lei Ting...Kill me, please..."

The pained look on his face was imprinted in Lei Ting's entire pupils. In an instant, his heart seemed to be tightly grasped, making him almost breathless.

His eye sockets quickly turned red, he took a deep breath, and his voice trembled: "Yu Qing..."

"Kill me...please...kill me..."

Seeing the opening and closing of the bloodless lips, Lei Ting closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, as if he had made up his mind, he suddenly bent down to enclose Yu Qing's lips, and tightly restrained him with both hands, preventing him from struggling.

Seeing this, Bo Qing widened his eyes and was about to rush over, "You..."

Fu Wangzhi grabbed him and said in a deep voice, "Calm down, he is saving Yuqing!"

The book was stunned: "You mean he..."

Fu Wangzhi nodded slightly at him, "Let's take a look first."

Bo Qing looked at him, then at Lei Ting who was bowing his head to kiss Yu Qing, opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.

Besides, Lei Ting kissed the lips of the person in his arms again, but his mood was completely different from the past.

In the past, he only knew what to ask for, completely ignoring the wishes of the other party, but at this moment, his lips trembled slightly, with great regret and piety, he kissed those cold lips as rudely as before.

The rude and familiar movements made Yu Qing, who was in a semi-comatose state, awaken the painful memory engraved deep in his soul. He suddenly widened his eyes and began to struggle hard.