Bancheng Fengyue

The familiar cold gaze. ()

Xuan Yi was taken aback, as if he could see her, she subconsciously took two steps back, thinking about when to find an opportunity to show up, when suddenly he stood up, threw a piece of cinnabar yellow paper in front of her, and said coldly: "What ghost?"

The cinnabar yellow paper "slapped" on her shoulder, Xuan Yi looked down at it, then looked up at him, and finally turned his head to look out of the window, the chief spiritual officer hiding in the dark told her with his mouth: You said be careful!

...It means that instead of throwing talisman papers randomly instead of swaying Chunjun like a mortal, Fu Cang? Also, she obviously didn't show up, so could he see her? Can you see that she is actually throwing talismans at her? !

Xuan Yi carefully tore off the sticky talisman paper, pursed his lips in disgust and threw it on the ground, rubbed a ball of white snow to wipe his shoulders, and before he thought about it, five or six talisman papers rushed towards him the next moment , the sticky paste almost slapped her face, she dodged in haste, and said angrily, "Don't spill it!"

Seeing that he still wanted to grab the yellow paper, she rushed forward, relying on her strength as a god, it was the first time she snatched something from this reckless man, and threw the yellow paper paste and cinnabar out of the window. With a wave, the moon window was closed.

Fu Cang took a few steps back, leaning against the bookshelf, staring at her vigilantly and gloomyly. () Xuan Yi took a deep breath, sat down on the futon, and waved to him: "Come on, sit down. "

Instead, he took two steps back and said in a low voice, "The seduction of beauty is useless to me."

Who seduced him?

Xuan Yi continued to wave at him: "Why are you still a coward, don't even have the guts to sit down and talk?"

Before he finished speaking, he came over like the wind, sat down opposite the desk, and stared at her silently.

The dim light swayed and danced in his eyes. Exactly the same, exactly the same, hair, body shape, even the voice and eyes are exactly the same.

Xuan Yi looked away, squeezed the sticky white snow in his hands, and coughed: "You...do you remember me?"

When Yanxia saw Shaoyi last time, she seemed to remember something, he apologized a few times and solved the problem for her, why didn't all these things work on her side?

Fu Cang on the opposite side still didn't say a word, his eyes were still full of vigilance, and he looked her up and down with research and judgment.

Well, she was sure he didn't remember.

Xuan Yi rolled the white snow ball in her hand, and there was always something fluffy in her throat, so she cleared her throat again: "It's like this, I came here specially for you, I was the one who was sorry before. You, you...can you forget about those unpleasant things, and..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden chill on his forehead, he took another talisman paper from nowhere, and "slapped" it on her forehead. ()

Xuan Yi was stunned.

Fu Cang on the opposite side frowned slightly, "Ah": "...It's still useless?"

There is no way to talk about this! Xuan Yi tore off the talisman paper and flew out of the moon window. While trying to wipe his sticky forehead with Baixue, he stared suspiciously at the Chief Ling: "Are you sure he is Fu Cang?!"

What's with these sticky talisman papers? Didn't it mean that he became a prince? Could it be that he changed his career to become a ghost hunter?

The Chief Spirit Officer smiled wryly and said: "Naturally, it is true. The Lord Fucang lives in seclusion in the Qingdi Temple, and the Peach Tree Earth Immortal will occasionally teach some methods of exorcising evil from the mortal world. Just now... he just regarded the princess as a ghost. "

Over the years, these spiritual pickets have also been pasted with a lot of paste, just get used to it.

Xuan Yi ruthlessly threw the sticky white snow on the ground, furious with the princess: "I'm here to make a karma! How can it end like this? Go and tie him up!"

"How did this happen!" Ling Guan shook his hands again and again, seeing her frustrated face, he gently persuaded: "I don't know why God Fu Cang descended to the realm, but since it has something to do with the princess, please be patient. Think carefully about what his karma is and what he wants, so that it can be settled for him."

Xuan Yi fell silent suddenly, what he wanted was her apology, right? But what is she going to do? He just arbitrarily identified her as a female ghost, and was thrown into a paste paper as soon as he met her. He was always like this, even in the upper realm, threatening her with haircuts every now and then.

Although he never really cut it once.

Through the shadow of the tree, she looked towards the moon window in the courtyard, the window was already open, and Fu Cang was pasting all kinds of cinnabar yellow paper on the window and door, how afraid of her female ghost?

The night was getting darker, and the time in the mortal world passed quickly. Xuan Yi quietly looked at the darkened moon window, Fu Cang must have fallen asleep, right? She got up suddenly, and turned into a breeze and slipped through the window again. Sure enough, he was sleeping on the bed, quietly lying on his side under the quilt, with long hair covering half of his face.

She cautiously moved to the side of the bed, pulled off the futon and sat on the ground to look at him carefully. When he sleeps, his eyelids tremble slightly and his lips move. It's very interesting. Do mortals do this?

Suddenly, his lips moved a few times, murmuring something vaguely, Xuan Yi put his hands on the side of the bed and whispered: "What are you talking about? Are you talking to me?"

His whispering became quiet again, and he turned over, the quilt slid down his waist, and the robe on his body slid down his shoulders, revealing his tight and strong back.

Xuan Yi climbed onto the bed, leaned in front of him again, and stared at him for a long time, making sure that he wasn't awake, how could he talk if he wasn't awake?

The next day Fu Cang woke up from the cold, even though he was covered with a quilt, he still felt bitingly cold all over his body, it was a dog day. He lifted the quilt and turned over to sit up, shivering from the cold, and suddenly saw the female ghost sitting on the futon last night, leaning against the edge of the bed, her head bit by bit sleepy.

He was horrified in his heart, she could still show up at dawn! His hands were like lightning, and he immediately wanted to take out the talisman paper from the secret compartment under the bed. When he touched the secret compartment, it was already frozen, and it was completely frozen. It was so cold that even the bed had a thin layer of frost, no wonder it was so cold.

This female ghost is very profound.

Fu Cang pulled out the yellow paper from under the pillow, bit his finger and wrote the truth with blood, and pasted it on her forehead. Xuan Yi was half asleep and half awake, and couldn't help being woken up with an "ah", and turned to look at him blankly. It took a long time to slowly tear off the talisman paper on her head. Seeing that it was written in blood, she immediately threw it away with a disgusted frown.

"Stop throwing talisman papers." She rubbed her poor forehead with Snow White, "I'm very powerful, you can't subdue me."

Fu Cang didn't know what to do for a while, so he could only ask: "What do you want?"

Xuan Yi looked at him suspiciously: "You really don't remember me?"

He said lightly, "I haven't seen you before, why should I remember you?"

Xuan Yi felt uncomfortable hearing this, frowned and said, "I visited you when you were five years old, did you forget it so quickly? Ordinary people's memory is so bad? Or are you stupid?"

There was a sudden puff of air in his chest, and he couldn't swallow it or spit it out. After a long time, he asked coldly, "What are you going to do?"

Xuan Yi cast a malicious glance at him~www.readwn.com~ and said with a sinister smile, "I want to peel off your skin and eat your heart."

She crossed her arms and waited for him to cry and shrink into the quilt, but he didn't move, staring at her coldly, she suddenly missed that chubby coward.

Fu Cang got out of bed wrapped in the quilt, and said indifferently, "Please go out, I have to change clothes for morning class."

I thought she would continue to pester her shamelessly, but she got up quickly and gracefully walked towards the door, when she was about to open the door, she suddenly remembered something, and turned around and asked, "Why do you still talk when you sleep?"

Sleep and talk? She stayed here all night? ! Fu Cang was annoyed and embarrassed at the same time, he quickly walked to the door, opened the door and pushed her out forcefully: "That was talking in sleep."

Who is stupid? She is the stupidest, she doesn't even know what to say in her sleep.

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