Domineering: The President is not a human being

Chapter 611 "Shangxie" to be continued!
【After Chuying left, Qiuming left the teahouse immediately, and he followed Chuying silently, afraid that she would find out that every step he took seemed cautious.

Back in the fox world, it was already dusk, and the afterglow of the setting sun was gradually putting away the last ray of light.

Darkness is coming.

Chu Ying in front of her was on her way non-stop, Qiu Ming didn't know where she was going, but felt that she seemed to be wandering aimlessly.

It wasn't until a familiar scene appeared in the place he passed by that he suddenly realized that the place she went was by the clear spring where he and Xiaohu met again.

At that time he was seriously injured, Xiaohu rescued him here, and gave himself completely to him. ． ． ． ． ．

Qiu Ming was immersed in his memories, when he suddenly heard a crisp sound of water entering, he woke up instantly, and the person who was standing by the clear spring just now had disappeared.

His whole body trembled slightly, and in that short moment, he felt the fear released from the deepest part of his heart.

He was afraid that he would never see her again, this was the second person after Xiaohu who made him feel this fear.

He thought she was going to commit suicide, and just as he was about to rush over desperately to save her, half of her body slowly protruded out of the misty clear spring water.

Qiu Ming secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and hid behind the boulder beside the clear spring, he held his breath again. In this position, even through the heat of the clear spring, he could clearly see her every move and the expression on her face. expression.

Chu Ying raised her hand and brushed her wet hair back casually, revealing her smooth forehead and small face, and the gauze that was tightly attached to her body because of being soaked showed her exquisite and graceful figure.

She threw a handful of water on her face, and the drops of water slid down her cheeks into the water. Her eye sockets were slightly rosy, as if she had just cried.

Qiu Ming stared at her blankly, for a moment she couldn't tell whether it was tears or spring water that fell from her face?
Chu Ying in the water raised his head, looked at the half-curved cold moon that had just risen in the sky, and took out a piece of faint blue ancient jade from his bosom.

Under the reflection of the lingering water, Shangxie ancient jade exudes a blue-colored cold light that is a little bit colder than moonlight.

She raised the ancient jade to aim at the moonlight in the sky, and a slight arc was drawn around the corner of her mouth, which contained indescribable bitterness and sadness.

The bright moonlight fell on her face, and he saw the flickering tears in her eyes.

Tears slid down her cheeks and dripped into the clear spring water below her. The night wind dried the tears at the corners of her eyes, and she didn't even notice it.

She didn't even seem to notice that she was crying at all, she still maintained the posture of holding the ancient jade facing the moonlight, standing motionless in the water.

Her gaze was fixed on the ancient jade under the moonlight from the beginning to the end. After a long time like this, she finally sighed softly, put the ancient jade in her hand, and returned to the shore in a flash.

She threw a burning talisman and ignited a clump of dead grass on the bank. Standing in the fire, she dried the clothes on her body and the hair on her head with spiritual power.

Then she turned her head to look at the boulder, her eyes looked very sad, she seemed to be thinking about something, and walked towards the boulder step by step, Qiu Ming drove her spiritual power to hide herself in the air.

Chuying stopped in front of the boulder, stretched out her hand and gently stroked the smooth stone wall with her fingertips, "It would be great if I could learn the technique of stopping time as soon as possible." She murmured to herself, and then laughed at herself, "Maybe it's best not to have met him."

She raised her hand, extinguished the burning fire not far away, and then stood quietly by the boulder in a place where the moonlight could not shine.

The darkness outlines the outline of her lonely and emaciated figure. ． ． ． ． ． 】

(End of this chapter)