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She wondered if she should plant acacia beans throughout the hundreds of miles of mountains in Xiqiu.
"woke up."
She turned around suddenly, and her soul returned to its original place. She ran out of bed barefoot and hugged Rong Li: "I thought you were gone."
I was going to leave.
Not reluctant to part with it.
Rong Li picked her up, put her on the bed, and covered her feet with a quilt: "Do your eyes still hurt?"
She blinked her eyes twice: "It doesn't hurt" She hugged Rong Li's arm and rubbed it with her face without letting go, "Is it snowing outside?"
"It's down."
She shrank her neck: "It's so cold in winter."
In fact, she is not cold.
She is now so powerful that she is not afraid of the cold.
Rong Li did not expose her: "Are you afraid of the cold?"
"Um."
He sat on the couch, wrapped her tightly in the quilt, and then held her in his arms.
She raised her head, her little face was bright red, and Xuan Si's wise eyes suited her very well. They were clean and translucent, like stars reflected on the lake, shining, beautiful and sparkling.
She looked at Rong Li, her eyes filled with anticipation: "Can we leave in the spring? It's very cold for me to sleep alone."
She wants to spend more time with him.
She raised her head and kissed his Adam's apple, acting coquettishly at him: "Okay? Huh?"
Rong Li shook his head.
The light in her eyes slowly dimmed: "Oh." She buried her face in his arms, "Then I'll wear more clothes."
She doesn¡¯t make a fuss or make a fuss. She knows that if he doesn¡¯t stay, it must be because he can¡¯t stay. She can¡¯t trip him up.
She smiled and pretended not to be sad: "Wear more clothes and you won't be cold."
"Tang Guang."
"Um?"
He held her waist with great force. The black blood vessel winding around the arm slowly crawled out, from the wrist to the back of the hand. The blood inside was surging like a thin, black snake. , ready to go, dormant.
The corners of his eyes turned red and he tore her clothes violently: "I'm sorry for making you work so hard."
Tang Guang didn¡¯t notice anything was wrong and obediently put his legs around his waist: ¡°I¡¯m not working hard.¡±
As long as he can come to see her occasionally, she will always be in Xiqiu, waiting for him in Xiqiu.
The snow rested and fell for a while, and the hundreds of miles of mountains were covered with silver. The red plums quietly emerged from the white snow, shaking a touch of delicate red.
Rong Li left when the snow was the heaviest and did not return to Tianguang immediately. He went to Dongqiu first.
Qisang was very dissatisfied with his reckless behavior on Tianguang. He was reading this mortal book and was unwilling to talk to him.
"My death is coming soon."
This person is really good!
You will be angry with him as soon as you open your mouth!
Qisang snorted: "Your death disaster?" He didn't want to say it at first, but now that he brought it up, he couldn't help but choke, "My divination calculation clearly showed that it was Tang Guang's death disaster."
Rong Li sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, and hummed without saying anything.
Qisangsi is good at fortune and misfortune, and he can predict by divination. He has already calculated Tang Guang's death. She would have died from the God-killing Fire of Xuannv Peak, but Rong Li changed her fate, so he had to deal with the disaster for her.
Qisang was too lazy to scold him anymore: "Is there no solution?"
"There is a solution." He said, "I want to make Xuan Si disappear into ashes."
When he said this, there was no wave in his eyes.
But is this what a god who controls life and death should say?
Qisang took his hand and brushed up his sleeve: "You have indeed become a demon."
There is black blood flowing in his veins.
He took his hand away and straightened his sleeves. His eyes were cold and numb: "I still have sense. If I had lost all sense, I would have pushed Jiuzhong Tianguang away."
Qisang was thinking: Should we find a way to take him in before he completely loses his mind?
"I will return to Tianguang tomorrow to be punished. There are two possibilities. Either I will be sentenced to the God's Karma Fire, or I will be demoted to the netherworld. No matter which it is, you should not interfere."
Okay, no need to accept it, he has to surrender himself.
Qisang couldn't stand his calm demeanor, so she snatched his tea cup and put it aside: "Just one request, don't kill yourself." He said seriously, "I don't want to collect your body. "
Rong Li is also a serious person.?Tone: "If the soul is gone, there will be no body."
Qisang kicked the stone stool he was sitting on: "Get out of here."
He stood up: "Let's go."
roll roll roll!
He did not leave, but stood at the door: "Qisang."
Qisang annoyed him to death: "What are you doing again?"
He said: "Thank you."
Qisang has known him for who knows how many years, and has heard him say two disgusting words, one about his love for Tang Guang, and the other about his thank you just now.
Qisang felt very uncomfortable hearing this.
He took the book, turned a page, and pretended to be calm: "If you follow Tang Guang's seniority, then I can be considered your master. Once a teacher, he will always be a father. Call me Dad to listen."
Rong Li smiled and left.
To be honest, Qisang has never seen him smile.
Qisang couldn¡¯t help but think: Why is he smiling at me? Does he have any thoughts about me?
Qisang threw the book down, and everything felt wrong.
That book is a mortal book, its title is "Jin Ping Mei".
There is a saying in ancient history books: Rongli, the god of Shize, was obsessed with his emotions and destroyed all the Qing Dynasties. He forced his eyes in the Temple of Ganuo. The god of Wanxiang cut off his divine book and sent him to the forty-eighth floor of the netherworld.
Because Rong Li did not accept any disciples, the Shize Temple was temporarily managed by Zhou Ji, the second disciple of Wanxiang God. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com