blood fox

Chapter 127

Listening to Qin Yangyu's words, I felt dizzy all over.

It seemed that the bouncing little plane that was sitting under him really took off.

For a moment, I lost focus on my hands and feet, and suddenly I didn't know where to put it.

But the left middle finger seemed to be on fire again, being scorched by something and hurting.

Qin Yangyu obviously felt it too, he tightly clasped my left hand, intertwined his fingers firmly, and refused to let go.

His arms wrapped around me tightly, pressing me tightly into his arms.

He murmured in my ear: "Yun Miao, you know that I like you, right? You like me too, I know. As long as you marry me, I will save you from the part of your previous life with the body of Double Ninth Festival." A marriage of essence and blood."

"You have to accumulate yin and virtue to survive. I have all the merits and virtues in my body. As long as we get married, you and I are one husband and wife, and I can naturally save them all for you."

"In the years to come, I will use Taoism day and night to wash away the grievances all over your body. One day, your whole body will be clean and there will be no more grievances on your body. Yun Miao, marry me." Qin Yangyu died He rolled me tightly and pressed me into his arms.

Shen Sheng said: "Right now, as long as you agree. As long as you marry me, you don't have to face these things anymore!"

"Yun Miao!" The deep voice behind him became more and more majestic.

And my left middle finger was getting more and more painful, as if it was about to be strangled, and it seemed like the fire was about to burn.

There seemed to be some scorching smell coming from the air, Qin Yangyu still clasped my hand tightly.

Lying in Qin Yangyu's arms, I suddenly remembered the time when I just saw him.

Under the dark bricks and stones, we also leaned on each other like this.

At that time, in order to survive, we talked a lot, talking about things about our childhood, interesting and complaining.

He said that he has practiced Taoism since he was a child. As long as he can remember, he would get up in the morning when the cock crows, run around the mountain road, and then have breakfast.

In the afternoon, I have to practice swords, learn to draw talisman paper, and many other courses.

When I get older, I have to go out to practice other things at night.

Even on the night of the New Year's Eve, after the reunion dinner, his senior brother still has to consider his homework in public while all his classmates are present.

So Qin Yangyu never understood why other children like to celebrate the New Year.

What he hates the most is Chinese New Year!
He has been like this for more than ten years, without any holidays, rain or shine.

Because he is Qin Yangyu, because he was born different and shouldered a different mission.

But now, he wants to use his Double Ninth Body to help me undo a marriage alliance that I made in my previous life.

Use his merits to help me survive!

Use the rest of your life to wash away this grievance for me.

I lay in Qin Yangyu's arms, feeling more and more colic in my heart, the love thread wrapped around my left hand, like a red-hot iron wire, tightened little by little.

At the root of the finger, it seems that something is about to break.

The deep voice behind us didn't call us again.

Qin Yangyu still hugged me tightly, and said in a deep voice, "Promise!"

I wanted to shake my head, but the severe pain made my body weak from pain.

"Yun Miao!" Qin Yangyu shouted again.

The burning smell in the air was even stronger.

I wanted to raise my head, but found that I couldn't bear to...

Qin Yangyu, when we first met, he was wearing a Taoist bun, wearing a gray and green Taoist robe, as if raining on a sky-blue green hill, with a sword on his back, walking with gentle steps, even if he didn't smile, he seemed to be carrying A sunny boy.

He said he wanted me to marry him!
How could I be willing to refuse!

Even if we meet again in five years, he is already a mature and stable young man, but when he calls my name, I know that he will still be him after all.

I lay on Qin Yangyu's arms, and felt the pain in my left middle finger seemed to be gone.

There was a voice in my heart that kept yelling: Promise him!promise him!

I slowly raised my head, trying to speak.

But following a sigh from the side, Ling Yuanyue's white brocade robe flashed, and she held Qin Yangyu's and my hands tightly clasped together.

I saw the love thread wrapped around my left middle finger, which was shining red, like a hot red wire, wrapped around my finger bone in circles.

The red light penetrated through the flesh, but Qin Yangyu's fingers clasped with mine were still scorched and scorched.

At the root of the bone, the blue-red blood vessel seems to be directly tightening the thread of love.

Ling Yuan's face was tense, and his eyes were lowered slightly, showing no sadness or joy.

Gently tap my fingertips, as if I want to draw out the thread of blood.

But he tapped it a few times, but the thread of blood didn't move.

And outside the root of my finger, the blue-red blood vessel is like a blue steel hoop, tightly tied.

"Let go." The faint voice of the old man came, and said softly: "Everything has its own destiny, so why bother to be persistent. What Lord Ling Yuan exchanged for the blood of a thousand foxes is nothing more than a destiny."

I turned my head and took a look, looking at this celestial master with white beard and hair, admired by the world.

The tongue that was originally rolled up slowly fell flat.

When the words came to his lips, he slowly swallowed them back.

"Yun Miao!" Qin Yangyu growled at me, and said in a deep voice, "Promise me."

I looked at his burnt fingers and shook my head slowly.

Countless footsteps came hurriedly from the side, Gao Rou brought Qi Ping Shouxun and a few others, and hurried over to hug Qin Yangyu.

He even came to tease him and clasped my hands tightly, and said in a deep voice to me: "Little uncle lost his composure today, I'm sorry."

"Yun Miao!" Qin Yangyu just clasped my fingers tightly and said in a low voice, "Promise me!"

Ling Yuan and his senior brother stood beside them without moving.

But Qi Ping guarded them, as if he had made a lot of determination, he hugged Qin Yangyu hard and pulled back.

The small plane and pony we were sitting on, because of the force, the springs rattled.

I felt my body being pulled forward, just as I was about to fall over.

As soon as Qin Yangyu's senior brother raised his hand, he waved the whisk he was holding, and pulled Qin Yangyu's and my hands away from me.

Then he turned his hand and pointed at Qin Yangyu's forehead.

"Yun Miao!" Qin Yangyu yelled at me when he saw Fuchen waving, his eyes flashed with pain.

But with his senior brother's finger pointing, Qin Yangyu, whose expression was originally tense, fainted instantly.

Qi Ping Shoulu hurriedly said to his senior brother: "Master, forgive me! It's because we didn't take good care of my junior uncle."

"Go ahead." Senior brother Qin Yangyu just waved his whisk, watching them carry Qin Yangyu away with heavy eyes.

Only then did he bow to Ling Yuan in a blink of an eye: "Poverty Dao has a few words, I want to talk to Yun Miao, please stay away temporarily."

I looked up at him, leaning against the little plane bouncing back and forth violently.

Opening his mouth gently, the lollipop was crushed with a click.

It's really sour inside!

Ling Yuan just glanced at my left middle finger and slowly raised his hand.

In the end, he let go again, and just said in a deep voice to me: "Don't think about him, and you won't tighten it up anymore."

Then it disappeared.

The thread of love is still tightly entangled, but I am too lazy to look at it.

There are a few good ones for life extension.

Even life-sustaining medicines have side effects.

What's more, there is such a weird existence as blood thread.

Meanwhile, Senior Brother Qin Yangyu waved his whisk, looked at me and said, "Do you know why he suddenly wanted to marry you?"

(End of this chapter)