After Becoming the Stand-in for the White Moonlight: 170|The correct way to deal with blackness

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Looking from Mu Xiaoxiao’s side, the girl’s slender eyelashes were half drooped.

The lips are not very soft, and there is a smell of water vapor and blood all over the body, but the arms holding her are strong and strong, the wet black forehead hair hangs in front of her eyes, and half of the bow on her head will not fall off. , water droplets dripped down the butterfly wings and fell between the close lips.

This is... Qiao Wan? ! !

Mu Xiaoxiao’s eyes widened and he was confused.

Why...why is Qiao Wan kissing herself?

As soon as he opened his eyes, Mu Xiaoxiao was stunned for an instant, followed by a burst of pretty face that quickly turned red.

She...she...has never been kissed by a girl.

As a heroine on the road to immortality, being kissed by men from all walks of life, such as Feng Yanyan, is simply a **** normal thing! ! But being kissed by someone of the same **** is undoubtedly a novel experience.

"Qiao...Junior Sister Qiao?!"

Mu Xiaoxiao's pretty face turned red, and she stammered and refused: "You...what are you doing?"

Wake up.

Qiao Wan was very calm: "Save you."

Mu Xiaoxiao covered her mouth in panic: "How...how can there be any reason to save people like this."

Qiao Wan didn't even raise her eyelids, she squinted and complained: "How about I kiss you?"

Mu Xiaoxiao's eyes were watery and her face was red with tears: "There is no reason why a woman should kiss a woman."

Qiao Wan: "The world is full of wonders, you will get used to it from now on."

Mu Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, suppressing the surprise and uneasiness in his heart.

For now...let's believe that Qiao Wan was saving her, but she couldn't figure out why Qiao Wan wanted to save her.

At this time, Pei Chunzheng was finally found kneeling in the corner.

Pei Chunzheng's face was very ugly. His face was originally white, crystal clear, but now that it was poured with water, it became even more sickly.

Hurrying up with the skirt in hand, he squatted down gently in front of Pei Chunzheng, "Junior Brother Pei, why are you here."

Pei Chunzheng's eyes fell quietly on Mu Xiaoxiao. After a while, he lowered his eyes and said hoarsely: "Xiaoxiao, I'm fine."

Now is the time for the male and female protagonists to communicate. Qiao Wan withdrew her gaze and walked around the water prison. She began to think about the possibility of destroying the water prison from the inside. The water prison was obviously old and the railings were rusted. Quite a few. If she regains her spiritual power...

Qiao Wan silently made an estimate.

I guess I can break two or three of them open with my bare hands? Two or three? Enough for one person to pass.

Pei Chunzheng's voice sounded from behind, low and emotionless: "What are you looking for?"

Qiao Wan didn't even look back, and continued to carefully estimate the possibility of breaking open the iron railing with his bare hands: "I'm looking for a way out."

What is more embarrassing than just doing it is not caring.

Looking at Qiao Wan's back quietly, Pei Chunzheng's face turned even worse, and the blood in his chest surged several times.

At this moment, there was some movement outside the water prison.

Qiao Wan and Pei Chun looked up in unison.

In front of the door, there were three or four men in black cloaks and phoenix masks standing side by side.

The leader glanced around the prison, finally landing on Qiao Wan and Mu Xiaoxiao.

A few Shui Feng Cult members stood at the door and stared for a long time. They took out a book and compared the appearance of Mu Xiaoxiao and Qiao Wan for a while. Suddenly, the ground was flushed, and with a whoop, they turned towards Mu Xiaoxiao’s face. Everyone in the direction knelt down.

"Holy girl!! Shui Feng Sect welcomes the holy girl!!"

Plot?

Qiao Wan finally reacted.

Is this the plot of the Saint of the Water Phoenix Sect?

Immediately, someone stepped forward and opened the cell. Then, two people came out from behind and held down Qiao Wan and Pei Chunzheng. The remaining few surrounded Mu Xiaoxiao and held Mu respectfully. Xiaoxiao invited him out.

The leader stepped forward, bent down and saluted: "It is a grave sin not to recognize the saint. Please forgive me."

As soon as these words came out, Mu Xiaoxiao and Pei Chunzheng were stunned for half a second.

What saint?

They...are calling her a saint?

"Saint?" Mu Xiaoxiao was stunned, his eyes fell in front of this group of people, and he suddenly panicked. He subconsciously turned to look at Qiao Wan and Pei Chunzheng, "You... you misunderstood, I am not a saint. Female."

However, this panicked excuse was immediately drowned in the respectful shouts of "Welcome to the Saint."

"I...I am really not a saint of your religion."

Pleading eyes were cast on Qiao Wan and Pei Chunzheng. Mu Xiaoxiao’s eyes were slightly red, and she was confused: "Junior Brother Pei...Junior Sister Wan'er, save me."

Pei Chunzheng's pupils tightened and he was about to rush forward when the Shui Feng Cult guard behind him shouted sharply and punched the young man in the stomach: "What are you doing?!"

Already injured, soaked in water, and now punched in the stomach, Pei Chunzheng raised his eyes and stared at Mu Xiaoxiao, sweating and breathing rapidly.

Mu Xiaoxiao exclaimed: "Junior Brother Pei!"

"Saint." The leader stepped forward, "Holy, the high priest invites you."

Mu Xiaoxiao was stunned: "Wan'er...Junior sister Wan'er."

Save her.

Save her.

The four eyes meet.

Qiao Wan was stunned.

The girl looked at her sadly, like a helpless baby bird leaving the nest, her black and soft hair was messy and stuck in front of her eyes, and her eyes showed confusion and ignorance.

Mu Xiaoxiao knew that Qiao Wan could save him.

She...she doesn't want to cook fish butchered on the chopping board anymore. Since Qiao Wan was willing to save her before... then he must be willing and willing to help her now.

Mu Xiaoxiao’s eyes were full of hope.

The girl in pink clothes in front of her lived up to her expectations and took a step forward as if aware.

Mu Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up and her eyes were slightly red: "Wan...Junior sister Wan'er."

But Qiao Wan made a slight movement, and the Shuifeng Cultist who was holding her shoulders immediately noticed something strange and punched her in the face.

Without spiritual power, Qiao Wan's vision went dark with this punch, and she was knocked to the ground.

Another Shuifeng Cult's quick-sighted hand, or rather quick-sighted one, stepped firmly on Qiao Wan's shoulder and warned in a deep voice, "What do you want to do? Be honest."

Fuck it.

Half of her face was pressed to the ground. Qiao Wan gritted her teeth and looked up with difficulty.

A crowd of people gathered around Mu Xiaoxiao and left.

The hope in Mu Xiaoxiao's eyes was extinguished little by little.

The cell door was closed again.

Qiao Wan lay on the ground and wiped away the nosebleed. She grimaced in pain and felt deeply melancholy in her heart.

Although she is indeed the female supporting role, this differential treatment is obviously excessive!

The cell fell into a deathly silence again.

After a while, Pei Chunzheng's voice seemed to be heard: "Are you okay?"

Qiao Wan turned her head and looked at Pei Chunzheng, spat out a mouthful of blood, and dropped it to the ground in a large shape. Her mind was filled with Mu Xiaoxiao's eyes before leaving, and she didn't say a word for a long time.

But at this time, the fool also knew that Mu Xiaoxiao was not in any danger for a while.

Qiao Wan lay down for a while, then took out the bodhi seed from her arms and took a look.

I didn’t have time to check it just now, but now I finally have time to take a closer look. Fortunately, the Cen family has a great business, and the bodhi seed used to hang Cen Er's forehead was made of the best. After special treatment, it got stuck in the cracks of the stone without any scratches.

Although he asked her how she was doing, Pei Chunzheng's condition was obviously not very good. After asking this question, he closed his eyes stiffly and stopped looking at her.

He saw blood.

When I close my eyes, there is red blood.

There was a woman crying in front of her. She had aged and lost the beauty of her youth. She covered her face and tears fell down between her fingers.

For as long as Pei Chunzheng can remember, his mother seems to be crying all the time. His father didn't like his mother, and he didn't even like him. As for his mother, he didn't even exist in her eyes.

So, he tried every possible means to please his father and mother, almost using any means, as long as he paid more attention to him, even just a little bit.

He likes his parents so much.

Pei Chunzheng lowered his eyes and thought in a daze.

Later, they all died.

Pei Chunzheng clutched his waist and abdomen, his messy and dripping hair blocked his obscure sight, his expression was a little stiff, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

Why did he regret the moment he just hugged her tightly and smiled, watching the water curtain pour down on her face, isolating Qiao Wan's face.

He...

He...

My eyes fell on the Bodhi seed, which was as red as blood.

Pei Chunzheng's eyes darkened, and his chest was filled with inexplicable complex emotions.

This must have been given to her by that man.

Gradually, the bodhi seed seemed to turn into a drop of blood on the girl's fingertips, and the remaining water stains in the prison seemed to turn into a pool of red blood.

A lot of blood.

Pei Chunzheng's breathing suddenly became rapid, and there was a lot of blood.

Qiao Wan keenly tightened the Bodhi seed and frowned: "Pei Chunzheng."

It was too late, but at that moment, a fierce murderous intention came in front of me! !

The young man pursed his lips, tightened his jaw, and pushed Qiao Wan to the ground.

Her eyes were fixed on the Bodhi seed in her hand, and her eyes went up, and finally fell on Qiao Wan's lips.

"This is..."

"Who gave it to you?"

Pei Chunzheng's lip lines were tight. As the male protagonist on the road to immortality, he had a very superior appearance. The eyes were like a clear pool of melted snow water, glowing with willow color, but at this time, the expression in the eyes was a bit dark and difficult to distinguish.

Before Qiao Wan could speak, Pei Chunzheng's expression suddenly changed and he pressed Qiao Wan's wrist tightly.

Qiao Wan was stunned.

Although I don’t know what happened, I just punched!

Eat shit! !

Unexpectedly, as soon as he reached out his hand, Pei Chunzheng forcefully intercepted it.

Stretching Qiao Wan's wrist with her backhand, the young man looked down at her with a faint bloodshot look in his eyes, and his eyes followed her wrist all the way up.

It fell on her lips, which were not very pretty and were even a little peeling.

After a pause, Pei Chunzheng let go of her hand. His face was expressionless and he pushed Qiao Wan aside without any mercy, and raised his hand to cover his eyes.

"Stay away from me."

The young man's face became even more ugly, and his high ponytail fell down on his shoulders.

My left hand tightly covered my eyelids, my Adam's apple rolled.

"Stay away from me."

Under the palm of his hand, Pei Chunzheng's eyes were red, he gritted his teeth and looked like he was crazy: "Stay away from me, now."

Stay away from him?

Qiao Wan's face was paralyzed, and he glanced at his wrist, his expression a little subtle.

Although she didn't want to admit it, she had been in love with Pei Chunzheng for a while, and she also knew that the boy in front of her... would turn evil! Although she had traveled through time before she saw Pei Chunzheng's miserable childhood, she also knew that the darkening of "The Great Demon King of Darkness" Pei Chunzheng was inseparable from the tragic memories of his youth.

It would be troublesome to go dark in this place.

After all, she is not a heroine. She does not hold Pei Chunzheng tightly and touch his forehead like she would to coax a child. Its effect is like a powerful sedative.

Qiao Wan thought for a moment, then decisively rushed to Pei Chunzheng, grabbed the boy's ponytail, grabbed his wet black hair, and slammed him against the wall!

Bang! !

There was an earth-shattering sound!

Hit his head against the bluestone brick surface, and the boy seemed stunned for half a second.

" What now? Are you awake?"

Oops.

Pei Chunzheng's character seems to be a bit poor.

The corner of Qiao Wan's mouth twitched. Her spiritual power seemed to have recovered just now.

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The main altar of Shuifeng Cult.

While waiting for his men to invite the "Saint Girl" over, the High Priest of the Water Phoenix Sect sat expressionlessly on his seat, with his hood covering half of his face, and said in a light voice: "What are you looking at? ?"

Nothing.

Looking away from the door, the green-eyed young monk sitting on the left smiled gently: "Nothing."

"It's just." The young man lowered his eyes thoughtfully, "I always feel like I'm seeing an old friend."