Exiled Huajiao

Chapter 127 Baihuaxin, Love of Seven Worlds (1)

"What's his name?"

Finally, Bai Xi couldn't help asking curiously, but Bai Ling didn't understand, so she asked, "Who are you talking about?"

"Monster hunter, what's his name?"

Hearing this, Bai Ling's expression became very strange: "No! No! You are a stubborn guy, you really want to abandon your childhood sweetheart and empathize with each other. You don't want to, your family is 'for joy' ?”

Who is Wei Huan?
The situation in front of her was already complicated and difficult to understand. Bai Ling told her some nonsense again, and Bai Xi's head started to hurt again.

"Little bitch, it's all your fault, you're going to die for me."

Aunt Shen who was scratched in the face by Mrs. Tang fell into madness, pushed the person in front of her away, and rushed towards Bai Xi without hesitation.

Bai Xi, whose mind was in a mess, had no time to react, and Aunt Shen bumped her head on her.

Bai Xi lost her balance and fell backwards, only feeling a pain in her calf, and she fell into the well.

Master Fu Shan took advantage of the chaos to attack Bai Xi, and then stood aside as if nothing had happened, without giving Bai Xi a look.

Bai Ling was blocked by Aunt Shen who was lying in front of her. He watched Bai Xi fall into the well, and hurriedly gestured to Bai Xi, indicating that she would definitely not die if she fell, and that she would save Bai Xi and let Bai Xi fall. Never use demon power in public.

Bai Xi didn't look at Bai Ling at all, Aunt Shen's collision completely woke her chaotic brain, her survival instinct was on the line, she stretched her waist, stretched her arms, and was about to stand upright, but suddenly a silver figure appeared. An eagle flew over the heads of the crowd and grabbed her waist.

Bai Xi, who was embraced by someone, relieved her waist, her waist softened, and she was wrapped into a hard embrace, and her feet landed firmly on the edge of the well.

The strong bloody smell, the murderous smell, and the silver-white hard armor all hit Bai Xi's body at once, and she was shocked.

Sometimes, you fall into a hard embrace, not because the other person's muscles are strong, but maybe the other person is wearing a suit of armor.

"Xiao Yuanzi, I'm back."

With a hoarse voice, a boy's face gradually became clear in Bai Xi's pupils.

A few months ago, the same familiar face ran into Bai Xi's pupils like a deer running out of the forest.

It was him, the young demon hunter from Baiyu City, Yuan Jun.

But why did he call her Xiaoyuanzi?
Also, why his deer-like eyes are full of wind and frost, and his fair face is covered with yellow dust, which looks so familiar and strange.

"Xiao Yuanzi, why don't you speak, is it because I came back too late?"

Suddenly, the back of her head felt tense, and Bai Xi felt that the voice of the person in front of her was getting farther and farther away from her, and her consciousness was gradually moving away from her.

All of a sudden, my eyes went dark, and I didn't know anything.

When Bai Xi woke up again, she found that she was in a very small room full of spiritual energy but with no walls.

Is this someone's altar?

How could I, who was still in the gorgeous courtyard just now, be trapped in someone else's altar?
Is this an illusion again?

Bai Xi, who often hears people praise her intelligence, suddenly suspects that her IQ seems to be not enough!

While Bai Xi was thinking, the owner of the Lingtai suddenly moved and sat up from nowhere.

Then, the Yuanjun she saw before came into her pupils again.

"Huanlang, you are finally back."

The master of the Lingtai called Yuanjun Huanlang, and threw himself into his arms.

Inside the altar, Bai Xi's senses were synchronized with the master of the altar, and she felt herself hitting the hard armor.

Then, the strong bloody smell like rust rushed into her nasal cavity like a storm, attacking the city and conquering the territory.

"I'm back, I'm back to fulfill my promise, I'm here to marry you."

This young general should be her childhood sweetheart Fang Weihuan in Bailingkong, right?

The voice was exactly the same as Yuan Jun's, but it was less clear and more vicissitudes.

The blood-stained red cloak behind Fang Weihuan fluttered in the wind, and Mrs. Tang and Bai Ling clasped their hands with mixed feelings, looking very happy.

Behind the screen, there was the sound of Aunt Shen sobbing. She was crying and arguing to Master Tang that she had absolutely no intention of harming Tang Yuanyuan, and the woman in the room was not Yuanyuan from their family either.

She was still clinging to the last sliver of hope, trying in vain to convince Master Tang.

She knew very well in her heart that if she could not get rid of Tang Yuanyuan today and let this matter go unnoticed, then Mrs. Tang's mother and daughter who settled accounts later in the autumn would definitely swallow her alive.

Master Tang is also in a dilemma now, looking at Master Fushan who is still standing in the courtyard, thinking whether to invite him to come forward and drive out that witch who may be pretending to be his daughter Yuanyuan?
After thinking about it for a while, Bai Xi finally understood one thing thoroughly. She was trapped in Tang Yuanyuan's altar.

Before, the ghost who robbed her body with her soul should be Tang Yuanyuan's soul.

This fantasy is a story centered on Tang Yuanyuan. It is estimated that the role she plays is a lonely ghost who robs Tang Yuanyuan of her body.

I don't know who wrote the script for this illusion?

"Sorry, I came back late and made you feel wronged."

With lingering fear in his heart, Fang Weihuan reached out to wipe away the tears from Tang Yuanyuan's face, feeling very distressed.

If he came back one step later, she might be pushed into the well by that cruel aunt Shen and drowned, and he would lose her forever.

I can blame you if you come back late or not, it's all necessary for the plot.

Bai Xi, who was thinking about when she would take the initiative in her body again, suddenly became dizzy, and then she felt a rough fingertip rubbing her cheek, which was a little tingling, and she raised her hand subconsciously.

With a "snap", Bai Xi patted Fang Weihuan's hand away, and the two of them stared blankly at the same time.

Bai Xi, who had just had a thought, came out from Tang Yuanyuan's altar, and once again took the initiative in her body.

Fang Weihuan looked at Bai Xi in surprise. Just now, his little Yuanzi was very happy to welcome him back, so why did he suddenly get angry and hate his touch?

And her indifferent appearance now is really strange.

"Yuanyuan, what's wrong with you?"

Once, due to some circumstances, Bai Xi held hands with Yuan Jun.

Yuan Jun's hands are very white and slender, as beautiful as a girl's hands.

And Fang Weihuan's hand, the tingling feeling when the rough fingertips brushed his cheeks still seemed to be there, and Bai Xi was a little dazed.

Why does she always think of Yuan Jun suddenly? Is it because Fang Weihuan in front of her looks too much like Yuan Jun?

Seeing that Tang Yuanyuan was silent, Fang Weihuan subconsciously looked down at his hands.

There are scars of different shades on the palm, and there are thick calluses on the pulp of the fingers and the center of the palm. Fang Weihuan suddenly realized, and apologized: "I'm sorry, I scratched your face, right?"

(End of this chapter)