Dressed As a Waste of Marrying a Villain

Luo wiped the water off his face tonight, feeling a panic in his heart, and at the same time, it was a little complicated.

The situation just now was too strange. Where did that power come from? Luo Jinxiao looked at his hands.

And it's not just power. Why does her mind become so abnormal when she has power. Although she can remember everything and know what she is doing, the way is no longer the same.

Now that it is back to normal, it will feel even more strange.

Thinking about it, she moved her gaze to Qu Weiyin again, shook her head and sighed, what a great opportunity, but unfortunately, she didn't seem to have kissed her.

Qiongqi snored on the side. Luo hurriedly got up to take care of him tonight. She reached out and touched Qiongqi's chubby belly, completely relieved. It was not a big problem. It was too tired and was beaten back to the prototype. .

Luo Jinxiao gave out spiritual power in his palm, healed it, and when it was over, he put it in his purse.

On the other side, Yingying finally coaxed Luo Ning to drink the spring water. She staggered and stood up, took out the scroll from her sleeve, and threw it to Luo Jinxiao.

"Yes, this is what you are fighting for. I just opened it and saw it, and there was nothing on it." Weiying rolled her eyes, this action was very obvious on her dark face.

Luo caught the scroll steadily tonight, his eyes stayed for a moment, and he thanked him.

Now by the light of the sky, I can see how miserable the Orioles is, not to mention the rags, and the face is blackened. Standing with her peacock, one person and one bird are like having just finished digging out the boiler.

Yiying noticed her gaze and uncomfortably wrapped herself in rags.

"If you want to make fun of it, make fun, anyway, I'm now homeless, it's better to go back to the Changming Pagoda and turn into blood to replenish the world." Weiying muttered angrily.

"Are you going back?" Luo Ning stood up on the side, her petite body swaying, Luo hurriedly stepped forward to help her tonight.

"You go back, and if you come to see you in the future, I will be thundered!" Luo Ning bit her lip, her beautiful eyes widened.

Weiying wrinkled her face, so sad that she dared not raise her head.

"Okay, you have kept it for five years, and it is considered to be an atonement. Moreover, now that the Changming Pagoda can no longer stay, it is better to go back to the door of no regrets and listen to the elders' decision." Luo couldn't bear it, and began to suggest.

"I think it's okay." Miriam's attitude became swift. He picked up the black chicken from the ground and put it on his shoulder. He couldn't help the smile on his face, and his white teeth were very eye-catching.

Luo Jingxiao looked at it, but felt a little sad.

In other words, the young lady from the family of Xiuxian can also be regarded as the pride of heaven, because she was implicated in the ignorance of the previous generation and fell into the dust.

Fortunately, she looked energetic, not that fragile.

Luo Jinxiao walked back to Qu Weiyin with the scroll, and handed the scroll to her.

Qu Weiyin's white hand shook the scroll and opened it. There was indeed nothing on it, but Qu Weiyin nodded and said: "It's right, you take it back and give it to the master."

"What is this?" Lu Fanzhi asked in surprise.

Qu Weiyin coughed slightly, and his delicate body creaked. Luo looked distressed tonight, so he half-kneeled and let her shoulders.

Qu Weiyin slowed down for a while before continuing: "This is called Shanhe Painting. In ancient times, it was called the two great evil works together with the Ming Array."

"Later, the people who practiced them were either eaten back by the heavens and the earth, cracked to death, or destroyed by people. People realized the harm of this thing, so the fairy sent people to destroy them, saying they were destroyed, but in fact they were just hiding them."

Luo listened intently tonight, and asked, "Does that landscape painting also need to kill people to cultivate?"

"No need, but it will destroy the mind of the cultivator and make him cruel and bloodthirsty. Moreover, not everyone can practice. It needs an opportunity."

"Cruel and bloodthirsty, isn't it the same as being enchanted, so it's no different from the Nether Array." Lu Fanzhi interrupted.

Qu Weiyin's eyes were dim, and he nodded slightly.

Luo looked at the scroll tonight, and there was a wave of worries in his heart. The main door is this, what is it to do, is it possible that he wants to compete with the demons?

Hope it's not like that.

"Hey, when are we going? I want to change into clean clothes." Anoying shouted with her throat.

"Let's go now, let's get back to the door of no regrets quickly, so as not to have extra branches." Luo answered Jingxiao, and she put a soft voice again and looked at Qu Weiyin. "Can you, little uncle?"

Qu Weiyin trembled at her question and nodded uncomfortably.

Qu Weiyin wanted to stand up, but his throat suddenly covered with a **** breath, and he bent over again and coughed. Luo saw this tonight and was busy with Yungong to heal her injuries.

Qu Weiyin rarely looks so weak, she usually endures no matter how tired she is, but today seems to be hurt too badly and has no extra strength to stay calm.

Luo Jinxiao put one hand on her shoulder, and only felt that she was hot, probably caused by internal injuries.

"It's okay, it's not safe here. Let's go back to the door of no regrets first." Qu Weiyin grasped Luo Jinxiao's wrist and got up with strength.

Unexpectedly, she almost fell without taking two steps, and Yin Deluo ran a few steps tonight, holding her shoulders.

"Little Master, don't hold on, I'll carry you." How did Luo bear to look at her like this tonight.

"No." Qu Weiyin shook his head, stubbornly trying to go on his own. Luo didn't know what to do tonight, so he turned around and squatted down.

Her skirt was unfolding on the ground, and the woman's straight shoulders were placed in front of Qu Weiyin, making her shy.

"So many people are watching, what do they look like?" Qu Weiyin whispered while holding his chest.

Luo turned his head to look at her tonight, and suddenly smiled: "What's the matter, is it possible that Xiaoshushu is shy?"

She still smiled like a warm spring sun, with a deep smile.

"Nonsense." Qu Weiyin scolded, but his face turned red secretly.

"If the little uncle wouldn't let me carry it, I would have to hold you like just now. If nothing else in the past five years, I have gained a lot of strength." Luo opened his mouth tonight.

Qu Weiyin looked at Lu Fanzhi, who was watching the play happily, bit his lip hard, then bent over and lay on Luo Jinxiao's back: "When I get better, let's see how I can deal with you."

Luo stood up easily tonight, and suddenly turned his head back: "When the little uncle's injury is healed, you can deal with me as you wish."

As she spoke, the breath sprayed, Qu Weiyin's cheeks suddenly surged with blood, and she turned her head to look aside.

Only then did the group of people get on the road, Yu Jian hurried back to the Wuguimen, away from Changhu, the biting cold finally calmed down, and the normal spring wind wrapped them warm and warm.

Qu Weiyin wrapped his arms around Luo Jinxiao's neck, secretly thinking that this is the second time Luo Jinxiao carried her behind him. Everything seemed to have changed, and nothing seemed to have changed.

"You are just now, what the **** is going on." Qu Weiyin asked.

Luo Jinxiao thought for a while, and Yingfeng replied: "I don't know where the power of the talent comes from. It just seems to hear someone say something in my ear. She is a woman, very old."

"Then your own thoughts are still there?" Qu Weiyin asked.

"Naturally, but that is, even though my thoughts suddenly become unfamiliar, and my behavior is also unfamiliar, but I am still me." Luo said slowly tonight, trying to consider the appropriate words and sentences.

Qu Weiyin nodded faintly. She was tired and put her chin on Luo Jinxiao's shoulder.

The small chin was almost weightless, but Luo suddenly got goose bumps tonight.

"It's you," she said in a voice that was almost inaudible.

Luo laughed tonight, when she heard Qu Weiyin say this, a piece of colorful bubbles suddenly appeared in her heart, which burst sweetly one by one.

"Are you scared?" Luo made an inch of it tonight.

She thought that Qu Weiyin would scold her, but she never thought that Qu Weiyin just hesitated for a while, and then whispered: "I'm afraid you are not you, I'm terribly afraid."

Luo Jinxiao heard this, his heart seemed to be punched, dull pain.

The long distance between Wuhuimen and Wuhuimen is still some distance. A group of people stopped and flew for two days and two nights before flying back to Wuguimen. The scenery under our feet became familiar, and occasionally passed over the rich town, a peaceful atmosphere. .

It was late at night when they arrived, so they didn't bother the doorkeeper and the elders. The group surreptitiously went back to the room and fell asleep. Luo carried Qu Weiyin on his back tonight and returned to the Hanyun Pavilion on the cliff.

Nothing has changed in Hanyun Pavilion, exactly the same as five years ago. Luo Jingxiao watched it in his eyes and sighed in his heart.

Qu Weiyin's days were simply boring. Even the vase where the hibiscus flowers were placed at the beginning was meticulously placed in the same place, but the flowers inside were already dry and withered.

"You can put it down." Qu Weiyin said lightly behind her.

Luo Jinxiao smiled and promised. When she put her on the bed, she was still a little bit reluctant and deliberately slowed down.

She wanted to help Qu Weiyin to lie down, but she was gently patted away.

"Aren't you tired?" Qu Weiyin asked.

"Not tired." Luo said with a smile tonight, although her waist and back were already aching, she reached out her hand to test her spiritually, and shook her head. , Beg her for a favor."

As soon as she straightened her waist, her sleeves were pulled by Qu Weiyin.

"No, it's too late, let's talk about it tomorrow." Qu Weiyin refused.

"No, it has been delayed for so many days, no matter how thorough it is, what can be done if the root cause of the disease falls." Luo held a tough attitude tonight.

"I said no." Qu Weiyin frowned, her phoenix eyes widened, her pupils trembled slightly, reflecting the flickering candlelight.

"No, listen to me today." Luo Jinxiao first started to tease her, and secondly, he was really worried and backed away to leave.

Qu Weiyin got anxious and turned over and got out of bed. Luo Jinxiao was afraid that she would fall and stopped abruptly. The two slammed into each other. Luo Jinxiao's lips brushed Qu Weiyin's smooth nose.

Qu Weiyin hurriedly turned his face, the bridge of his nose was hot, his eyes didn't know where to look, and he reproached: "Why are you so disobedient? Now my words don't work."

Luo pursed his lips tonight, froze, and said nothing.

From her perspective, although Qu Weiyin's face is pale, she is still as beautiful as a god, with red lips and white teeth, and phoenix eyes charming, calling Yan jealous and embarrassed.

Qu Weiyin realized that he was overly aggressive, and thought that Luo was angry tonight, so he suppressed the thought and temper that he wanted to reprimand: "It won't be too late to find tomorrow, not to mention that I know how my body is, but I was hurt by the devil again. It’s good to raise it. I’ve already troubled the sect master once, and I don’t want to keep others in trouble."

Seeing that Luo hadn't spoken tonight, she brushed her soft lips and said softly: "Tonight, obedient, I'm so tired."

When she said this, the majesty and coldness were not there, but there was a trace of anger and spoiling.

Luo hadn't seen Qu Weiyin look like this tonight, her head buzzed suddenly, and she just forgot where she was and where she remembered to ask someone to heal her injuries.