Chapter 72

The magic demon leaned lazily on the back of the chair to trim her nails. On her little hand, ten fingers were painted with red and gorgeous Dankou, which was the same as the anger between her blood red lips and eyebrows. It looked slightly disobedient.

It's not that she loves this five-year-old girl's body, but that she is born with a magic demon. The only short board is that she can't transform into a human form. Only this ready-made body can be used by her. For this reason, she has been dormant for a long time, and I'm really depressed.

This kind of suffocation, she then vented to these self-sufficient, let her play round and round Fang Shi.

"Brother Liu..." She lifted her eyelids slightly and called lazily, "I'm a little hungry."

Liu Fu's clothes stood beside her, like a loyal knight. Hearing the words, he immediately said respectfully and considerately, "I'll go to the kitchen and get you something to eat."

Magic demon nose "well" to a, showing a strange Yan smile: "good."

Liu Fu's clothes are far away, and his steps are slow. Even his back shows a kind of independent temperament.

Magic demon reached out and looked at his nails: in fact, this underground palace is an empty shell. There is no food in the kitchen. The so-called life is just like Li Fu's life.

She is only lonely for hundreds of years. Now she is very satisfied with the puppet's company, even if the fireworks in the world are fake.

*

Liu Fuyi enters the kitchen.

There was only Ling Miaomiao in the kitchen. The girl was wearing a light blue shirt and skirt, standing on her side, looking down at the casserole, but the stove was cold.

"Why don't you cook medicine?" He approached her silently, his cold indigo clothes swayed with the wind, with a strange pressure. Ling Miaomiao looked up, his eyes were full of panic, and his desire for words stopped. He said timidly: "brother Liu..."

"What's the matter?" He asked coldly.

The girl stretched out her thin fingers and carefully pointed to the stove. She hesitated: "fire..."

He stooped to look. In the dark chamber, the firewood was piled up disorderly and frowned: "what's wrong with the fire?"

Her voice sounded over his head, a little misty: "the fire can't be lit..."

Liu Fu Yi was relieved. He thought something had happened. It turned out to be such a trivial matter.

Just about to get up, Ling Miaomiao's hand behind him suddenly stretched out, holding the white porcelain vase with red plum in the living room, "clang" hit him on the back of the head.

The broken porcelain pieces are all over the place, and the little blood stains are like red plum blossoming on the pieces. Liu Fu's body slipped down the stove and fell on the ground.

"Brother Liu is right Sorry, I'll call you back later... "

Ling Miaomiao's heart is beating and her feet are cramping unconsciously. In a very twisted posture, she grits her teeth and drags Liu Fuyi's body. She moves a position and holds him to sit by the kitchen table.

A few strands of his long hair covered his face. Miaomiao straightened his face and trimmed his hair. It looked like sitting on the ground for a nap.

She pulled the remaining five pieces of Rune paper out of her sleeve. Because her hand was shaking badly, she pulled it out three times. Her palms were wet with sweat.

As she followed the array Mu Yao called her, she stuck a symbol on the ground around Liu Fu's clothes, while listening to the movement outside. She was afraid that if one of them didn't pay attention, the phantom demon would come and break her neck.

When the last piece of paper was pasted, the handwriting on several pieces of paper flickered at the same time, which showed that there was no deviation in the position of the paper, and it could take effect immediately.

Ling Miaomiao patted her skirt and stood up. She stepped backwards out of the circle of Rune paper. When she came to the door, she pushed the casserole with a bamboo pole by the door. The casserole rolled from the table to the ground, roaring and breaking, making a huge noise.

She threw down the bamboo pole, turned around and ran out of the kitchen quickly. The corridor was almost dark without light. It was illuminated by the cold red hexagonal lamp on the beam. She ran quickly with her skirt. The hexagonal lamp moved with the wind, and the tassels whirled back and forth.

She flashed into the hall and hid behind the huge screen. Through the gap of the screen, you can see the phantom demon who is trimming her nails, dropping the scissors, jumping off the armchair, and walking suspiciously to the kitchen. The little girl walks like a cat, almost silent: "brother Liu? What's the matter? "

The phantom is far away.

Behind the screen, the room that was always locked creaked and opened a crack. Miaomiao saw muyao's cool glass pupil through the crack of the door. Muyao nodded to her and immediately closed the door silently.

The shaking of the six corner wind lamp slowly stopped, the red light on the ground was no longer changing, and everything returned to silence. Ling Miaomiao's wet back stuck to the cold wall and almost stood as a pillar.

If the luck is normal, once the magic demon gets close to Liu Fuyi, he will be temporarily trapped by the five pieces of Rune paper. Mu Yao wants to take this opportunity to enter the magic demon's room and grab Liu Fu's heart.

According to their agreement, Miaomiao stood at the gate to watch the wind. Once the situation changed, he immediately knocked on the door three times to remind Mu Yao to come out.

She stood alone behind the screen, staring at the corner nervously. Several times she dazzled her eyes and saw the corner of the magic demon.*

the room is very large, separated by a screen embroidered with green bamboo. Next to the door is the big bed where ten women and Li Zhun sleep. These days, the magic demon makes Liu Fu sleep here, so that she can be sent at any time.

The tent on the bed was hanging in order, the quilt was folded neatly, and there was no wrinkle on the sheet.

…… It's the style of Liu Fu's clothes and Mu Yao's smile.

The room was only lit by candlelight, and the screen was on the first floor, which made it dim and ambiguous. Mu Yao's eyes wandered for a week without finding any abnormality. She tightened her back and went around the screen.

Behind the screen is a small bed. Next to the pillow, there are several puppets with rifled belly and cotton wadding. There are tigers and dolls. Next to the puppets, there are bulging pillows.

For a five-year-old girl, the pillow seemed a little high. Mu Yao approached slowly, stretched out her long fingers and lifted a corner of the pillow.

Sure enough, there was a dark box the size of an adult's palm under her pillow. Her heart beat so fast that she pulled the box out. On the mouth of the box, a lock was drawn in the way of children's graffiti, but it was tightly closed. She broke her hands and failed to open it.

This lock was originally the seal of the phantom painting.

Her back was drenched with sweat. She put her arms around the hard object in one hand. In the other hand, she quickly felt a piece of Rune paper in her arms and covered the lock. The moment the rune paper was pasted, it twisted, wrinkled and burned to ashes.

She didn't believe in evil. She pasted another piece of Rune paper and burned it quickly again. As the ashes fall, Mu Yao suddenly finds that the lock painted on the box has disappeared.

Her heart a joy, shaking hands to open the box.

The pupils suddenly dilate - the box is empty.

In a trance, there was a breeze over her head. The candle was swinging around strangely. The room was full of empty shadows. She suddenly raised her head. Liu Fu's face was as blue as a ghost. She sat at the window silently and looked at her without expression.

She stepped back two steps, her skirt swayed, and a few bright spots suddenly appeared on the ground, forming a circle, like the bottom cover of an iron cage, waiting for the net to be collected.

*

"boom --"

the underground palace suddenly shakes, and people have the illusion of a boat sailing on the water in a trance. Then, the clear light splashes down like water, forming a silver band. Where the moonlight illuminates, it can even shine a few lines of dumb ink on the screen.

The crack is open!

Ling Miaomiao can't believe her eyes. According to the original plot, we need to wait for the magic demon to face muyao, then we need to open the crack and borrow the power of heaven and earth. However, they have moved ahead of time, and things are going smoothly. As soon as the phantom demon goes, she doesn't come back. She is the only one in the hall. Why does the crack open suddenly?

She stares at the closed door: is there something wrong with muyao under her eyes?

In front of her, a dark shadow passed by, with a mixture of floral fragrance and sweet smell. She was pushed back a few steps, staggered back into the darkness, and then was suddenly pressed on the wall.

She instinctively wanted to escape. The man had already stuck her up and held her between him and the wall. Before she screamed, she covered her mouth.

“……”

Ling Miaomiao stares at the corner of the red dress of the magic demon passing through the gap of the screen. The little girl walks back to the hall in a gloomy and silent way, and circles around without expression. She doesn't find them and goes out again.

At the moment of touching the glance of the magic demon, Ling Miaomiao shivered. Her eyelashes trembled and she looked down. She couldn't see her fingers in the dark. It was futile to look again.

Her heart beat disorderly. If she didn't hide just now, she would be the living target in front of the magic demon.

Two people close together, her eyelashes are about to sweep to his chest, she is almost surrounded by the breath of Mu Sheng.

It seems that as soon as the crack opens, he will come. The plot has not changed because of her ingenuity.

It's just

The heat from the palm of her hand was transferred to her lips. It was like pressing her mouth with an electric iron.

The man has a fever, and it's not mild.

The phantom went around and left. Mu Sheng let go, step back, turn around and walk to the bright place. Miaomiao left the wall, lifted his skirt and followed him for a few steps.

Mu Sheng turned around and looked at her. His voice was very light. He was sarcastic in his words. It sounded as if he had been separated from others: "do you think that if you block your face, the magic demon can't see you?"

“……”

Yeah. She suddenly responded that her feet could be exposed under the screen, but how could she be stupid?

"What's the matter?"

He saw her head down, silent, pinched her chin, raised her face, and forced her to look at herself.

Ling Miaomiao looked at his familiar black eyes in amazement, then slowly lowered his eyelashes, and his eyes carefully fell on his hands.

He would not have done such an aggressive action before. ***But now the situation is a little different. She pushes the plot ahead of time, and the crack also opens ahead of time. The murmur of jumping into the crack ahead of time is much more embarrassed than in the original work. His face is very pale, obviously bleeding and sick, which makes her a little worried about whether he will faint directly the next second.

If he has blackened, he can't allow himself to appear so shamelessly; if he hasn't, now the reaction is

Forced to face each other, her eyes blinked: "you I have a fever

Mu Sheng releases his hand in a daze, and stares at the girl's face in confusion, only feeling confused.

Can she see it from such a distance?

Miaomiao reached out to see if the wound on his shoulder was healed. He was afraid of hurting him, so he gently touched the clothes under his shoulder.

It's wet.

Her black and white eyes flashed and she was a little angry Did you hear what I told you? "

“……”

"It's impossible that I didn't hear you. I yelled so loud that half of the people on jingyangpo could hear me."

“……”

"Didn't I say it's important to save your life? How did you make yourself like this? "

He looked at her, hesitated to speak, and then dropped his eyes for a long time I heard it

I heard that. It's a nail that is driven into the stake in an instant. It's like the lightning that can't refuse to open the sky. It's still the last sentence of this crisp and sweet honey in the midnight dream.

But what's the use.

It's just a sentence. It won't take her a minute, but the man in front of her can jump for Liu Fu's clothes.

He gradually cold eyes fall on her waist, suddenly lift eyes, eyes have surprised anger flashed: "sachet?"

Miaomiao pointed to his arms, with an innocent face: "I'm pretending to be here."

This action has some ambiguity, suddenly let him feel, she seems to be pointing to his heart.

Miaomiao felt the sachet in her arms through her clothes, and complained: "you sachet, if you want to tie it tightly, don't drop it easily. Let me look everywhere on the ground."

In his eyes, there were some strange feelings, like stones floating in the lake, spreading gentle ripples. His long eyelashes overturned down, covering the mood in the eyes: "well, after going back, it won't fall off."

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