Chapter 113 (1/2)
Black Xuan Yi returns to the room with a cold face.
Some of Wu Ruo can't get back to God, pointing out of the window, ”just, just...”
Worried about his misunderstanding, black Xuan Yi immediately explained, ”I didn't get there in person.”
”This black snow has changed so much that it looks like a new person.”
If Wu Ruo thinks of Wu Weixue's transformation from a proud man to a lowly man who needs to kiss a man forcefully, it's unacceptable. Is his man so charming? She needs to put down her body and make love like a dog.
Black Xuan Yi pulls Wu Ruo to sit down and says, ”I'll arrange the array later. No matter who it is, I can't fly in.”
”Don't you think Wu Wei snow is strange?” Wuruo frowned: ”it's like Like... ”
He remembered that the same was true of Ushi of the last life. Suddenly, his character changed a lot. When he saw Bashi, he was so enthusiastic that he rushed to kiss him and his parents and felt ashamed.
”Do you think Wu Wei needs to be a kind of magic?” The more Wu Ruo thinks about it, the more likely it is. If so, who has put a curse on her and come to rob her husband?
”Maybe.” Black Xuan Yi is not interested in other people's affairs.
Wuruo pulled his hand, opened it and looked at it: ”you still say you haven't been kissed, you see there are lip prints on it.”
Just now when he saw Wu Weixue swooping up without saying a word, he was scared. He was especially afraid to see Wu Weixue go to Hei Xuanyi's mouth or other places.
Hei Xuanyi: ”...”
He was kissed in order to block his lips.
Wuruo takes out his handkerchief and erases the dazzling red mark bit by bit. Suddenly, his heart overflows with sour taste, just like black shading Tang said that he is jealous.
He doesn't like men who touch him, even if they don't touch his sleeves.
Wu Ruo wipes harder and harder. He doesn't return to his mind until black Xuan Yi's palm is red. He can't help stroking his forehead. What's wrong with him? His jealousy suddenly becomes so big. It's a bit unusual.
”Black Xuan Yi, wash your hands quickly. Don't enter the room if you don't clean them.” He put down his handkerchief, thought about it, and said, ”take a bath by the way, and wash off all the rouge and water powder on your body.”
“……” Seeing that he didn't really like it, black Xuan Yi stood up and burned the handkerchief on the table.
Looking outside, Wu Ruo unconsciously remembers the picture of Wu Weixue going to kiss black Xuan Yi. His head is open and painful. He is very sad to get up and walk to the inner room. Suddenly, there are many voices and pictures in his head, so fast that he can't catch what's going on. When he comes to the bed, his eyes suddenly turn black, and people fall on the bed unconscious.
There was darkness in front of Wuruo's eyes, but he heard many noisy voices, but he could not hear what he was saying clearly. It was noisy and annoying.
I don't know how long ago, as soon as the light in front of me was shining, I could see that black Xuan Yi's face was full of black scales.
Wu Ruo was stunned: ”why did you put on the mask again? Isn't it right that your mask was destroyed by Wu Weixue? How many of these do you have? ”
Black Xuan Yi's eyes are red with sadness if he doesn't hear what he said. His body is full of cold air and great anger that can freeze the dead. His ugly face becomes extremely ferocious and terrifying, such as the devil coming out of the 18 layers of hell, and the knuckles in his hands creak.
”What's the matter with you?” URU was as like as two peas in his scared eyes. Then he saw a more frightening scene, and in a pile of charred bodies, a transparent soul was drilled, and the soul was exactly the same as him. No, the soul was more mature than he was now.
Black Xuan Yi quickly casts a spell to imprison the soul and keep it from flying.
The soul's expression became more and more sober from dullness. He stared at black Xuan Yi, then rushed to the body under the wall and cried bitterly: ”mother, mother --”
Wuruo looked at this scene in shock. Isn't this the mother who ran into the wall after being raped by Ruan Zhizheng's last life?
He quickly turned his head and looked to the other side, and saw the black Qianqing that separated his head from his body.
”Dad!” Wuruo's eyes widened unbelievably. Is he back to the last life? But it's impossible. Is he dreaming now?
”Black Xuan Yi --” the soul stands up excitedly and runs to black Xuan Yi. Unexpectedly, he goes directly through black Xuan Yi's body.
He was stunned and found that he was dead. He looked up to the sky and cried, ”why? Why don't you come earlier? If you come earlier, my father and my mother won't die.
Black Xuan Yi looks at his back, and the pain flashes through his eyes. He raises his hand to appease him, but his fingertips pass through the transparent body, clenches his fists, takes back his hand, and lowers his head.
If Wu Ruo sees this kind of black Xuan Yi, his heart is very painful. It can't be blamed for black Xuan Yi at all. It's because he believes others wrongly that he will have such a result.
All of a sudden, someone shouted, ”Sir, black Xuanyi is here.”