On the Eve of Lili, She Turned Into a Mushroom

Ning Qingqing turned on automatic wayfinding, and fell into a purple bamboo forest in the dawn.

The bamboo is covered with light-colored dots, like strings of tears.

Sadness and sorrow, very suitable for the situation.

Inner Demon and Qi Ling are still fighting in her House of Consciousness.

She didn't like them fighting, it felt like two flying flies shut in her mind, buzzing, noisy, and hitting herself very uncomfortably.

You have to think of a way to persuade you.

Ning Qingqing turned her eyes, found a place where the larch leaves were soft and sat cross-legged, holding her cheeks, and muttering to herself—

"It's weird! Why did the winemaker of Tianshenggong make wine that tastes like horse urine? Could it be that the winemaker has drunk horse urine himself?"

The two sides in the fierce battle suddenly seemed to have been given a fixation method, and they were all dumbfounded.

The fight stopped abruptly.

Inner Demon: "Puff ha ha ha ha! Er smash, I heard something amazing secret wow!"

Qi Ling: "..."

Inner Demon: "Tsk, it’s the father’s incompetence, let the child you live out, you will be reduced to drinking horse urine for a living, so you know the taste of horse urine! Hehe, hehe, hehe, hey!"

Qi Ling: "Fart... fart! I haven't touched Fanma. It smells like a unicorn."

Inner Demon: "Hey! Hey! You confessed that you have drunk animal urine? Hey, you really know how to be a father!"

Qi Ling: "...Don't talk to your father!"

This round, Qi Ling was completely defeated.

Ning Qingqing blinked a pair of innocent eyes, and looked east and west.

She didn't hear anything, she didn't know anything, she was just a sad and depressed woman, she was unremarkable, she hid her merit and fame.

In this case, the heart demon and the tool spirit came to a conclusion-it seems that no one lied, because if the other party really eats soul power, it is impossible to be as weak as the original. Therefore, the only explanation is that in this paradox, Ning Qingqing's shock was not great enough to really hurt her soul.

After discovering the "truth", the two afterthought Zhuge started an unscrupulous aftermath.

Inner Demon: "Oh, it's the first time you vowed to say that women value most, so the first time you ran away from home must be heartbroken. Is it all right now? Knowing that you are a trash?"

Qi Ling: "Ha, blame me now? Did Lao Tzu tell you that this time they quarreled and reconciled so quickly, I'm afraid they won't get into the bones?"

Inner demon: "Sneer, after a fight. Come on, don't be stupid next time, your father, I have a big heart, forgive you once."

Qi Ling: "If there are no idiots in this world one day, it must be your father and I will kill my relatives righteously!"

The two guys who fell in love and killed each other spent a full three hours, and finally finalized the next plan amidst the stumbling noise.

Then they both truce and recharge their energy.

Ning Qingqing started to stay bored, letting this body move on its own.

She actually couldn't figure it out—the heart demon and Qi Ling said that these were her memories, but she didn't have such memories.

She felt the same for all the feelings of this body. She didn't hate this stupid and sad woman, because she liked someone with all her heart and was kind to him. There was nothing wrong with this matter.

The ones who are wrong are those who casually inflict harm on others.

The kind and friendly higher creatures are silently watching this body that can move on their own.

I saw the body raised his hand, gently stroked a tear-spotted purple bamboo, and spoke softly to the bamboos.

— "You are also so sad that you are covered with tears, right? I was sad at first, but after seeing you, I suddenly felt that my business was not a big deal."

— "I have been with him for a hundred years. He is very busy and doesn't like me to take care of him. I have long felt that I and him are not in the same world, but I can't bear him and never thought of leaving. His incompatible world with me."

— "With him, I have changed a lot, and I don’t feel like myself anymore. I don’t think this is so good, but I really like him, I like him very much, tell me a secret, don’t joke Me! I, I saw the robe he wore, the tea cup he used, his magic weapon, the words he wrote... everything related to him, the heart seemed to be filled with hot water, warm Bubble, you just like him so much!"

— "Others think I covet his wealth and power, but I don’t want him. I never ask him what he wants. I just like him and want to spend my life with him. But... forget it, I’m sorry. The person is worthless. It’s no big deal. From now on, I’ll throw him out of my heart bit by bit. When I get better, I won’t be with you anymore. I want to start my new life. Envy me too much!"

With a soft voice, a painful and sorrowful heart field seemed to be drilling out a strong young seedling.

The bamboo sea made a sound of ‘rustling’ with the wind, and there was a burst of fragrance.

Ning Qingqing couldn't help taking control of her body and said to "her": "You are very good, very strong, I like you, I will accompany you through the difficulties, we will definitely be able to!"

Although she knew that "she" could not be heard, Ning Qingqing still devoted all her true feelings.

Heartstrings shook, tears slowly drenched in his eyes.

Ning Qingqing keenly noticed that the two tears were a little different. They no longer floated on the surface, but like tears from the bottom of my heart.

Like her tears, but also like "her" tears.

This is a very unfamiliar emotion, with fierce emotions surging in my chest, although I was crying, it was not sad.

It's like... Spore faces the violent wind and moves forward firmly.

Even if the body is blown flat, it still moves forward. It is brave, firm, and fearless. It doesn't count on anyone, nor does it need to rely on anyone. It flies freely, makes every effort to charge, and has no regrets!

In fact, every life in the world is like this!

The little seedling in my heart is sprouting, and the spore has found its fertile soil. It takes root bravely and lives hard!

Ning Qingqing stood there, tears streaming down her face.

Inner Demon: "Hi! What's going on! You attacked Lao Tzu with the spirit?!"

Qi Ling: "You have to file a lawsuit against the devil! Obviously you are stealing my power! The **** is not a filial son, you want to kill your father?!"

Inner Demon: "If I am the bastard, then what are you!"

Qi Ling: "Stupid boy, you are a bachelor, then of course your ancestors are also bachelors in the eighteenth generation!"

Inner Demon & Device Spirit: "..." What seems weird?

Ning Qingqing was successfully interrupted by them, but she had discovered two incredible secrets!

One is that as long as one is moved by the unyielding life (?), then the spirit and the heart demon will become weak.

The other is that the magical artifact Sumeru must know what the urine of the unicorn beast smells like... It's really scary to think carefully.

After a big quarrel, the two fathers and sons of the Bie family continued to replenish their energy and prepare for the next paradox.

They had already given up this paradox, because a few days later, Xie Wuwang would find Ning Qingqing, and the two of them had reconciled with each other, hugged and kissed sweetly in the bamboo forest, and then returned to the bed like this.

They don't want to watch this story.

Ning Qingqing: "..."

The two, please hurry up, she doesn't want to get in touch with Xie Wuwang who has drunk the cooking wine.

She can't beat him!

Egoistic people are often paranoid.

After returning to the old days, Xie Wuwang realized that she had lost more than just a pair of small wooden men, because in the days to come, she would never do any woodcuts. What he lost was her mind to carefully carve the wood into the appearance of two people, stroke by stroke.

Watching Ning Qingqing Yujian leave, apart from worrying about her life and making him extremely irritable, it was the pair of little wooden men who were most concerned about it.

Almost became a tangled obsession.

However, he couldn't do anything, he could only watch that he missed that heart.

His body made people follow her indifferently, then returned to the main house, and picked up the mushroom under the window.

mushroom…

The wooden floor in front of him was clearly spotless, but he seemed to see the debris, dead mushrooms, and traces of painful struggle. When she was struggling between life and death, where was he?

Taoist Xie Wuwang was reluctant to look back on the past for the first time in his life.

The spirit gradually dormant in silence.

At this moment, this is not just her affair. If she is taken away by the weapon spirit, then herself in her House of Consciousness will also have to face a fierce battle.

It's okay. If she is really gone, he will let this spirit, and everything related to it... be buried for her.

For the next few days, Xie Wuwang sat in the brightly lit Qianyuan Palace, drinking wine after glass.

The cultivator is tireless and doesn't even have to rest.

Yun Shuimiao worked very hard, and Xie Wuwang did not stop, she danced enchantingly in the hall, calling a Pianruo Jinghong, graceful and graceful as a dragon.

In the end, when I saw this figure, the refreshing taste of "wine" spontaneously poured into my mind, forming an unbreakable synesthesia.

Xie Wuwang: "..."

The taste of drinking "good wine" and watching "beautiful women" in this way is really devastating!

By the fourth day, Xie Wuwang, who had always been so calm and almost indifferent, couldn't help being upset-why didn't the Buddha leave?

It seemed that there was an opportunity, but he didn't remember what it was.

In the past few days, this body has been considering the calculation of Luoxia Xiandao. The four sea areas in the southeast, northwest and northwest have been quiet for too long, and people's hearts will unconsciously float when they are used to living a peaceful life. He had already received news that the four large sea areas had a vague intention of jointly exerting pressure on Tiansheng Palace, wanting to reduce the tribute and gain more control over the sea.

It's rare that Dong Haihou had a heartbeat at this time and sent a superb furnace tripod. Xie Wuwang naturally pushed the boat along the river and was generous with others. He threw a large piece of Nanhai fat into Donghaihou's mouth to attract the east and the south. . With this bucket, the water in the whole world became muddy.

Obviously, it doesn't matter what the gift Donghaihou gave. Not to mention the pure Yin furnace cauldron with the water attribute, even if a pure Yang Great Pill furnace was sent, Xie Wuwang would also laugh at it.

Ning Qingqing didn't understand this, and he didn't intend to explain it to her.

She left as soon as she left, making such a scene, and it just happened to settle Dong Haihou's heart, rest assured to fight with Nan Haihou.

Anyway, she loves him and can't do without him. As long as he wants, he can easily coax her back.

…Once, that's what he thought.

He didn't think he was wrong, but he was really upset in his heart, otherwise he would not sit here and drink wine for six days.

The wine I drank was all pungent tears at the moment.

Finally, by the evening of the fourth day, Yun Shuimiao couldn't hold back.

I saw her slender waist twisted, taking cat-like steps, lightly and boldly stepped up to the palace.

Xie Wuwang glanced at her with a smile.

"Daojun~" She whispered, her voice was so tender that she squeezed water out, "They dance so hard, and their waist is about to break, can I ask you for a drink?"

With a sticky hook, her eyes fell on the cup in his hand.

The intention is obvious.

She wanted to sit on his lap, she wanted to drink the cup that his lips had touched, and once she had crossed this ambiguous line, the next thing would be a matter of course.

Four days.

Donghaihou has already taken action on Luoxia Island.

Xie Wuwang slowly grabbed the cup in his hand, and when Yun Shuimiao smiled and stretched out his hand to take it, he moved the cup with his fingertips and threw the cup down the hall.

"It's really hard work." He chuckles, "My lord is the most pitiful and cherishing jade. After he is tired, he will go down the mountain to rest, and he does not need to come again."

Yun Shuimiao opened his eyes wide in astonishment: "Dao, Daojun?!"

She leaned against him unwillingly, but was held by the forbidden servant in the temple, and pulled out of the Qianyuan Palace like a chicken cub.

Xie Wuzuo kept his eyes still, changed his cup, and drank a lot of wine, and then he looked to the front right in no hurry.

"Float Tuzi." He said quietly, "Go and see what Madam is doing. If she asks about things in the temple, she can just speak up, don't make her own claim."

"Ah!" Futuzi smiled and turned into an ingot.

The purple bamboo leaf where Ning Qingqing lives is not far from the holy mountain.

In the evening, the Buddha brought back the news.

Hearing her peace and joy, Xie Wuwang felt well physically and mentally, and drank a lot of wine.

In the next two days, he got numb and got used to it. He couldn't taste the taste of liquor, but felt that time passed more slowly than any other day.

He never forgot the scene where the bamboo forest met.

She was a little gaunt. When she saw him, she was both wronged and delighted. He stretched out his hand to her. She struggled for a while with her big talking eyes. Finally, she couldn't resist the temptation of love and was embraced by him.

She is very fragrant, it is a warm and warm smell, which makes people comfortable to the bone.

It seemed that he hadn't embraced that tenderness for a long time.

Thin bloodshot bursts out of his pupils again, and his breathing became heavy. He stood up with his sleeves, dispelled his alcoholic spirit, and swept straight towards the purple bamboo forest.

He missed her, very much.

Tonight, he will try to transfer his soul power to her, pull her out of the sea of ​​suffering, and give her boundless joy.

‘A Qing, here I am. ’

Under the moon, purple bamboo forest.

Xie Wuwang was dressed in white, and appeared at the place in his memory under the moonlight.

Behind him, Zhu Ying, a tall and handsome man, looks so unique.

About one-fifth of the edge of his black eyes was covered with scarlet blood, like some kind of fragile and sharp colored glass thread, which wanted to squeeze out his pupils.

He knew that he was about to hold her in his arms.

His expression is gentle and conceited, and he will reach out to her and coax her home with a low, intoxicating voice.

A lazy smile appeared in his black eyes, and the curvature of the corners of his lips was very beautiful.

However…

Ning Qingqing was not there. Until Dongtian turned pale, she still did not appear.

He stood in place, watching the sun rise and sunset.

He has never waited for someone like this.

He couldn't do anything. This was a blank segment that didn't exist in his memory. He couldn't find her, he could only stand in place and wait.

where is she?

What's up with her?

Is something wrong with her?

Is she dead...?

Blood lines burst out from the edge of the pupil.

It turned out that the taste of waiting is also called by its own name...suffering.

How long did she wait for him before?

In the past few days, Ning Qingqing listened carefully to every murmur of this body, "she", like a higher creature mushroom, likes to talk to all creatures and non-creatures around her.

She accompanies "her" and occasionally speaks to "her". She can clearly feel that "she" is getting better little by little.

The energy in this world is always conserved, and when she is healed, the demons and artifacts will be bad.

Inner Demon: "Qi Ling, you stupid [] son! Can't give up so much effort to quickly change the situation, making Lao Tzu become weaker and weaker. Do you know what it means to be reluctant to have a child and not to have a wolf?!

Qi Ling: "I'm your only son, I really want to chop you off and feed the dog!"

Inner Demon: "Fortunately, Ning Qingqing is stupid than you! In such a small place, she can miss Xie Wuwang twice. If you encounter a pig enemy, you can win if you lie down. Son, although you are useless, but luck is real not bad!"

Ning Qingqing: "..."

Really ignorant of what is good or bad, for whom did she postpone time to meet Xie Wuwang? who is it? !

The lower creatures dare to question her level of intelligence.

She turned her head decisively and walked in the direction of Xie Wujuan in a daze.

Inner Demon & Device Spirit: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh is there is, how much power do you have-punch! Give me-change!

When Ning Qingqing stepped out of the bamboo forest, Xie Wuwang was like a jade sculpture that had come alive.

The divine light bursting out from the black eyes was as fierce as fire, reflecting half of the bloodshot eyes, like flames igniting from the bottom of my heart.

Her slender figure was reflected in his eyes, the bloodshot was broken, and a small red bead and tears dyed his eyes red.

As soon as he moved, the sky fell apart, and her figure disappeared before her eyes like a mirror.

‘A Qing! ! ’

Suddenly bright light pierced the pupils.

Seeing everything in front of him, Xie Wuwang's heart sank slightly.

In front of him, I stood with a boat.

Qi Ling changed its illusory state. This was the second day of the ancient fierce beast riots. Someone used Jihuaizhou, a sword lunatic, to explore his own bottom.

The soul sighed in a low voice.

He knew that this time, she was hurt more severely.

She had wounds on her body, and when she was desperately putting on his vestments, her fingertips trembled like drumming.

The white sword fairy's voice was as clear as a sword ming: "Yun Shuimiao is from Kunlun, and Ji Mou will take her away at all costs today, and hope that Daojun will be fulfilled."

Xie Wuwang just wanted to sneer.

Such a clumsy and crappy excuse is expected to be used by someone with a stubborn mind like Zhou, and he really dares to use it!

wait wait wait!

Yun Shuimiao.

Xie Wuwang froze.

A boneless snake-like hand took the opportunity to wrap his cuff.

Yun Shuimiao's very special, pretentious voice, like pinching his nose and throat, came from behind: "I won't go, Daojun, I won't go. He will kill me, you have to protect me..."

Xie Wuwang: "..."

hiss!

He finally got rid of the shadow of that wine.

Touching the breath of Yun Shuimiao and glimpsing her figure, the powerful synesthesia immediately hit his mind, as if he had returned to the brightly lit Qianyuan Palace, drinking the unique flavor of "good wine" one by one.

It's hard to tell what it's like here.

Thinking that he was about to hurt Ning Qingqing's heart for the woman who smelled like horse urine, Xie Wujuan couldn't help but laughed madly.

What is this?

Ning Qingqing sat on the roof, feeling the pain in her chest.

From the triumphant boast of the inner demon and the spirit, she knew that two hundred years had passed since one night from the bamboo forest.

In the past two hundred years, this body has become more sensitive and thoughtful. In addition to pain in the chest, it has also added powerless and hopelessness.

Ning Qingqing dropped the corners of her eyes.

She is a very intelligent higher creature, and she doesn't think this body is as stupid as the mind demon and the artifact said.

"She" just loves a person wholeheartedly, giving him all his infatuation and love, and loving him with a clear conscience.

Give innocent kindness and love, but get hurt. It's not her fault. If the whole world is repaying those kind-hearted people with malice, then the world must be sick and dying.

Ning Qingqing changed her posture sullenly and squatted on the ridge of the roof.

She likes this body, and she is reluctant to let it be sent to be bullied.

Might as well lie on the top of the hall and watch a play.

…and many more!

There was a clear sound of swords, and the long sword of Jihuaizhou was picked up slightly, sonorously.

what! Snow! star!

Ning Qingqing rolled his eyes. Although this is a delusion, Xue Xing is the sword she loves. She will not let it be bullied. At least, she can't let other swords be bullied on her head!

She calculated her heart, and the corners of her lips made a smirk.

At this moment, Xie Wuwang was smothered by the horse urine-scented cowhide candy on his side, and the bloodshot eyes burst one after another on his pupils.

He remembered the scenes of the day still fresh, Ning Qingqing's complexion was extremely pale, and even the color of her lips was faint, and her eyes were clearly without tears, but she could see the light trembling. This is sadness into the eyes.

Her voice was trembling, and her words were sobbing blood, but when she left, her back was extremely decisive, her weak back stood straight, and her shoulders did not sway.

After this day, she never rejoiced. She became calm, sad, and haggard. It wasn't until the day he brought a woman back to Yuliyuan that she returned to her light for a moment, and then she lost the light in her eyes forever.

Xie Wuwang's spirit smiled softly, his heart sinking continuously.

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of her figure swept down from the top of the hall, he smiled, and the bloodshot eyes of the colored glaze continued to burst, covering half of his eyes.

He will take her back and take care of her from now on.

He has a lot of words, so he should talk to her carefully.

‘Aqing, wait for me. ’

He stared at her.

In his memory, there is no Yun Shuimiao at all.

It wasn't until today that he discovered that Yun Shuimiao had a full sense of existence. She grabbed his sleeves and kept scratching her head, pretending to sigh at him carelessly, which reminded him of the terrifying smell of alcohol time and time again.

And Ning Qingqing...

Her actions were as good as she remembered, and her voice accusations, like soft needles, pierced Xie Wuwang's heart carefully and closely.

After losing her truly, he no longer felt impatient at all, but listened to every word of her.

He really broke her heart.

The tears hanging in her eyes were like sharp blades hanging on his head.

Those two Wang Qingquan were faltering.

However, everything is still somewhat different from what I remembered-when it was time to put on the battle robe and hand over the sword for him, she turned around and went to Ji Huaizhou, and put the vestments belonging to Xie Wuwang to Ji Huaizhou's On his body, Long Yao in his hand exchanged the Xuexing Sword in Jihuaizhou's hand.

This is a delusion brought about by her memory, Jihuai boat is like a piece of wood, and honestly let her fall.

Xie Wuwang: "?"

Bidou proceeded as scheduled.

One move and one style are the same as in memory. He didn't have a sword in his hand, but he still used the sword as usual, and he was awkward and grotesque.

Jihuaizhou repair base has reached the completion of Hedao.

Although Xie Wuwang would not be defeated, he could no longer take the sword move as lightly as he remembered, and waved away Yun Shuimiao, who kept sticking up like brown candy.

I saw her screaming again and again, twisting her water snake waist, and constantly leaning in front of him...

Each time, he succeeded in setting off a **** storm in his soul, making him repeatedly recall the fear of being dominated by the inexhaustible "good wine" for the entire four days.

"Ah-Daojun!"

"Daojun help!"

"The concubine is so scared!"

Xie Wuwang: "..."