92 I just want to rely on you

Last night, Nan Gezi brought bad news to everyone. To be precise, only Fengchuan doesn't know yet.

Yaoling is not in a coma, but has been "locking the soul". Unlike the general drowsiness, this kind of magic, which is exclusive to the demon clan, directly acts on the soul and must be performed close to take effect.

Fengchuan knows best who has been to Yaoling's side in the past five days.

You can't tell him. If you tell him, he will only doubt one person.

Fireworks.

At this moment, she is still feeding Ying Taiping without knowing it. Under her care, Ying Taiping finally learned to eat spoon by spoon, chewing occasionally, instead of swallowing it together with a bowl.

The Wumei and Qingyu case are far away from looking at them from the open door. They are like a mother and son. How to test it?

It's been a long time. Although the fireworks don't hide when they first came, she hasn't said a word to everyone all the time.

There is no way to test it at all. For so long, Wu Lingchun and Meihua have not relaxed their vigilance against fireworks, but she is living step by step. Yao Ling didn't buy it for her, so she took her old clothes with her every day. Today is white, tomorrow the moon is white, and the day after tomorrow is beige. As long as Fengchuan is away, she will soak in the kitchen and prepare tea for everyone. Even if anyone quietly returns home quietly and needs an extra meal, she will prepare it before Wumei to informs her. It's appropriate; as long as she has leisure time, she is taking care of the children. With her taking care of Ying Taiping, the plum blossoms and three sisters really save a lot of time.

No flaw is the biggest flaw. Wumei and Qingyu looked at the fireworks and didn't know where to start. It's not difficult to kill her directly, but how can we force her to show her original form?

"Do not move." Wulingchun had to close the fan. After dealing with Luojiao for so many years, Wu Lingchun knows a good reason: if you fight with her, you will not only not be strong, but also suffer losses. It is the simplest and easiest way to win.

"Is this how it is?" As usual, Nan Gezi also has the same idea as Wu Lingchun. However, this matter is about the life of the distant spirit, and the soul hunter's return. It's really careless.

Xia Gulin put down the tea cup. Today, the atmosphere of three people drinking tea together is really a little dull. It should be the coolest time in the morning - but it has begun to get hot.

There is no other way but this trick. The corners of Wu Lingchun's mouth rose. He was not in the mood to laugh, but looking at the current situation, he seemed to have to laugh.

Falling jacket. The poisonous girl who is haunted. In the last match, her acting skills were recognized by Wu Lingchun, and she lost to Nan Gezi. Her kung fu was not as good as Xia Gulin, which can be said to be a complete defeat. And she won strangely. After changing her identity, she made the sixth son completely in a passive situation.

Because the fireworks are the same person, they can't be killed.

No life, no killing. This is called forbearance. If the sixth son can't help it first, it will be them who are completely defeated this time.

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Fengchuan set up the window of the Yaoling room. The morning sun sprinkled all over the desk, and the wind sent the fragrance of flowers. He lowered his head and found that the rose flowers in the green glazed bottle on the corner began to wither.

Originally, there was only the white moon season. Those pink branches were broken from the garden two days ago. The pink petals that have lost their luster are messy around the bottle, and some of them have fallen to the ground with the wind.

Fengchuan removed the paper town and brushed the petals that fell on the Yaoling post. I don't know when she practiced this word, and it seems to be drawing circles as before. There is also a Xue Tao note under the post of Wei Bei. The original colored paper was used to write with colored ink, which was really dazzling--

What... Fengchuan stared at it and couldn't help laughing:

"Xiao Fengchuan is a bad guy! Xiao Fengchuan, you son of a bitch! I curse you to eat, chop, drink, and chop to drown in the latrine!"

Good guy. No wonder he drew so many circles. It turned out to be a curse on him. This is too poisonous. A curse greeted all the people who ate, drank, and died...

How on earth did you provoke her? Fengchuan scratched her head and had the impression that she was messing with her every day. There was no date on this paper. I guess she didn't even remember what happened.

Fengchuan was careful to put the paper back in place for fear of folding a corner. He held the desk and took a deep breath out of the window.

The air outside is really nice. I haven't been out of the house for so long, and Yaoling must have suffocated. It is estimated that she has grown so big that she has not been in the house for such a long time except for being imprisoned by her master.

Fengchuan sat in front of the desk. I drew a blank piece of paper and began to practice. He didn't go to school for a few years. He wrote and read, which was taught when his mother was in good health.

But his handwriting is surprisingly well written. Xiao Fengchuan's irresponsible father commented that he was too sharp. Fengchuan sneered. What kind of shortcoming is this? It can be copied.

He wrote carefully one by one. Holding the distant pen, she seemed to feel the temperature she transmitted through time and space.

He calmed down. Outside the window, the sound of birds chired, and the wind was intoxicating. The flowers swayed, casting a seductive and charming shadow on the rice paper. The handwriting of Long Feifeng Dance flew down the tip of the pen dipped in thick ink and drinking the Ruifeng, like awe-inspiring sword, but with iron bones and tender intestines.

He wrote page after page. When the breeze comes, a thick pile of paper and snowflakes float all over the house. The crazy book suddenly stopped. The drizzle in his heart was lingering, but he couldn't stop.

I didn't even dare to turn around to look at the man lying down. Fengchuan didn't know how she would go crazy if she couldn't wake up like this; he didn't know what would she do if she could wake up immediately?

Will you hold her tightly in your arms, put her hand in your heart, and tell her everything?

If she knew... If she knew, how would she react? Will she agree... or refuse? If you refuse, if you refuse...

Fengchuan is lying on the desk. He can't think of a complete word in his mind. Since when has the whole heart been occupied by her? Because there is her in my heart and her in my eyes, there will never be a scenery without her in the world.

He doesn't know why. When he went to Yuanzhou, he saw the moonlight powder fluttering like snowflakes stained with light, sticking Yaoling's eyelashes like flocs, and decorated with Yaoling's clothes, he silently took a lot of moonlight powder. He wanted to go back and beg the green jade girl to make clothes and let Yaoling wear them. It has always been so good to look at...

He can't figure out why. I am willing to hurt her and rush to the front for her. The murderous but stupid little girl will be so distressing. Not only is it heartache, but even if you sacrifice your life for her, you will not hesitate.

He doesn't want to ask why anymore. I like to tease her and see her blushing, angry, and helpless. I like sweet words to coax her to see her shy, moved, and slowly calm down and smile at him. He is always extremely intoxicated, happy and moved.

He couldn't help thinking about it. Why, the first time I went to Rain Lane, I met such a funny little stupid girl. She fights sloppyly, but speaks seriously; she has good cultivation, but she can't walk as soon as she sees food; she has an untimely sense of justice, blindly, but her heart is so fragile. As long as others do something, she doesn't ask whether it's true or false. She was actually moved and cried.

Maybe... It's too late to ask why. The answer is the most important.

He fell in love with Yaoling.

He doesn't want to say it yet. He thought there would be a long time between the two. Such a sweet and noisy day slips from the palm of the hand like a pearl, and it seems to be carefully squandered, and can't be used up no matter how you use it.

He didn't know that separation was so difficult. Think about what she is doing, what she is thinking, and whether she will suddenly appear. I kept thinking about it until the sun rose from the east and set to the west. When a person has another person in his heart, he doesn't have his own time, and the days are just thinking about her time.

With his absent-mindedness, he finally succeeded in subduing the deer of Jumo Kingdom. Almost at the same time, I received the emergency Lingzha of Nangezi and the space transmission array of Necromancer Mountain:

"If you are in trouble, save it quickly."

He felt that he was going crazy. In less than ten days, there was a slow and dull torture like Ling Chi, but this time, it was a fatal sword of care. He almost waved his blood and stepped through the thunder and the wind and rain to come to her.

I wanted to scold this tormenting girl for a few words. But when I saw her, I forgot everything. He hugged her, and his heart slowly calmed down in her quiet face, ignoring the collapse of the mountains and rivers behind him, regardless of the evil spirits crying under his feet. As long as you are with her, you can reach any place you want in the world.

Time is slowly paving like a picture scroll. In a blink of an eye, I have been with her and experienced so much. Born with her, die with her, and die with her. Don't live and live, but live and die together.

No... Fengchuan shook his head violently. Now he shouldn't think about those who live and die. Yaoling will definitely wake up and be safe! The two of them must have a lot of time to spend together! I can't wait any longer! Why don't you tell her what's on your mind now!

"Yao Ling, I don't know if you are punishing me if you don't wake up now. I used to... always lie to you, bully you, and make you angry, but... there is one thing that I have to explain to you clearly... In fact, I..."

There is a different light in Fengchuan's eyes. It is as hot as a flame, but as transparent as crystal. He was getting more and more short of breath. He raised his eyes and secretly looked at Yao Ling. He hoped that she would wake up now and hear what he said, but he was afraid that if she suddenly woke up, he would be too nervous to say.

He took a deep breath and made up his mind to hold the distant hand:

"A month's snack, that promise, I really didn't mean to break my promise... I didn't break my promise. Well, I admit that I'm a little selfish... I'm just afraid that after the promise is fulfilled, after that month, you will leave me and never pay attention to me again. Therefore, I have to cheat. I just want to rely on you and stay with you.

The palm of Yao Ling's hand is warm in Fengchuan's palm. He was silent and tried to hear her breath, as if waiting for her reaction.

She finally didn't have any reaction. Fengchuan quietly laughed at himself and felt a little disappointed and happy.

Then say everything from the bottom of your heart in one breath. Anyway, she can't hear.

"Yao Ling, I like you. Will you marry me..."

Another long silence. Fengchuan's eyes turned and suddenly whispered, "I count to three - if you don't speak, you will promise me... one, two, three! Haha, you agreed!"

Fengchuan was so happy that he hardly jumped up from the chair, which was happier than Yao Ling's personal response. He suddenly remembered something. His long and narrow eyes flowed, one hand clenched the distant hand, and the other hand gently rubbed her cheek like a dragonfly.

His eyes suddenly became deep, as if he thought of the long past through his sleeping face. The corners of his lips hooked gently and slowly bent down. His intoxicated eyes slowly closed with his long eyelashes as if the water was about to overflow.

His hot breath has been sprayed on his delicate red lips. The fragrance of wind, rain and flowers is overwhelming for a while, and it is gentle--