Wei iris's eyes, which are clear and mixed with a little pain, look at the near Ning fold face. Although the night covers everything, but Wei iris still can see the pain twinkling in Ning fold eyes.
That kind of pain is very delicate, but it is accumulated over the years and months. Like a needle, it pierces into the heart of iris.
"Little tail, fold Yan begged you. Fold Yan helped you so many times. Would you like to help fold Yan this time? It's really meaningless to live like this! " Ning Fuyan never showed such a fragile expression in front of Wei iris.
Wei iris listens to Ning zheyan's words. Every word of him makes her heart tremble and her throat choked. She knows that Ning zheyan has lived very hard these years.
People are not like people, ghosts are not like ghosts. They live alone every day. No one talks to them, and no one can talk to them.
Most importantly, how can he be a puppet controlled by others who is always proud of Lengjun!
Ning Fuyan has been pursuing two things in her whole life, that is, a healthy body, and then a free and easy life.
The former he can not do, but the latter he is not willing to give up!
"Fuyan, I don't want you to die, and I don't want to see you die in front of me. Maybe I can find the person behind the scenes. Everything has been solved. Even you can have a healthy body!" Wei iris's long hands tightly hold Ning Fuyan's demon red clothes, and her eyes are full of hope.
Ning zheyan gently shook his head to Wei iris: "little tail, zheyan is dead. It's just that the person behind the scenes keeps the consciousness of zheyan through some kind of forbidden operation, and survives. When the forbidden operation is lifted, the consciousness of zheyan disappears."
"I don't allow you to die now, whether you are conscious or alive!" This time, Wei iris grasped Ning Fuyan's clothes more forcefully. Her long nails were embedded in her skin, as if she wanted to stimulate Ning Fuyan and calm her down.
However, Ning zheyan's face is full of waves. Looking at Wei iris, her eyes are more and more enchanting. Xu jiuning does not speak, as if she is waiting for something.
Mujin, who is in white and full of teeth, stands in the house of the beauty salon. There is no light around her except the moonlight from the window of the bright moon in the sky.
Mujin's dark and deep eyes are just a few light glances in the house. Then she holds her breath, closes her eyes, and quietly catches the sound around her with her ears.
With a bang, a silver needle flew out of Ning Fuyan's sleeve, all of which shot to the surrounding stone wall and the entrance to the underground palace.
Ning fold Yan this is to intentionally lead Mu Jin in.
Wei iris immediately stops Ning Zaiyan's movement, but Ning Zaiyan reaches for Wei iris's waist and waves her other hand gently.
The curtain of the bed was opened. Ning Fuyan, holding Wei iris in her arms, flew to the bed with a slight leap, and the whole body was pressed on Wei iris.
Wei iris is in a hurry. She pulls Ning Fuyan's corner with her hands. She struggles desperately: "Ning Fuyan, I beg you, don't do this, don't do this!"
Wei iris is beating Ning Fuyan's body with her hands, pleading and her face is full of anxiety.
However, Ning Fuyan's face is still indifferent. He doesn't feel any pain for Wei iris's beating and struggling again and again, as well as the nail marks left on his body.
"In fact, you shouldn't have been told those things just now. You should hate them directly. You misunderstand them that they are bad people. But they are so good that they are afraid that they will meet you in the next life, but you only remember the bad things about them. I miss you this time, don't want to miss the next time How about you forgive the selfishness of zheyan? " Ning folded her face and bound her hands. Her thick black hair fell from her shoulders, covering her face full of pain.
"Tear pull" Wei iris's clothes were torn a long opening by Ning Fuyan, the white and round skin was exposed, so white and so tempting.
And the red ribbon tied on the neck is so dazzling and eye-catching in the dark.
Wei iris's body is shrunk into a ball, her eyebrows are tightly wrinkled, her eyelashes are as thin as cicada wings, and her throat is covered with tears unconsciously. She can't say a word because of her acerbity.
Rather fold the face to tilt the head, open the mouth, gently bite the red ribbon.
Wei iris's voice with a faint sobbing voice whispered from her throat: "if you don't let go, when mujin comes in, I will tell him that I am voluntary."
Ningfuyan's movement is sluggish, and the enchanting eyes towards weiiris are like the pain of being hit in an instant.
At the same time, the door connecting the outside of the underground palace was broken by the powerful internal force.
A light of orange candle appeared in front of the underground palace like a ghost.
The strong internal force blows the wind, which will scatter the curtains on the stone wall bed and lift them up layer by layer.
Ning zheyan and Wei iris keep this movement and look at each other.
When Wei iris heard the loud noise, her breath was tight. Her hands were even more tightly clasped with Ning Fuyan's body in an instant. Subconsciously, she had to use her body to block Ning Fuyan's body.
But Ning Fuyan is like a rock, keeping the action on Wei iris motionless, while the lips biting the red ribbon of Wei iris are enchanting and uplifting, and the eyes are gentle and affectionate looking at Wei iris.
But on his mouth, he roared to Wei iris in a cruel and incomparable voice, "how about you accompany her for a happy night?"
When Wei iris heard this sentence, her eyes were instantly dyed red. Even though she has not seen mujin yet, she has felt that her pores are bulging. That sense of pressure and fear permeates through every sweat pore of Wei iris.
It's cold. It's cold from the head to the feet.
In the next second, a fierce palm wind will attack Ning Fuyan. Before it gets close to her, she already feels that her whole body is burning like a fire. The temperature is very hot. She can even directly penetrate your skin and stimulate your flesh and blood.
"MOJIN, no!" Wei kite subconsciously shouts, but it's too late.
The fierce palm has been hit on Ning Fuyan's back.
As soon as Wei iris finished saying this, Ning Fuyan fell on Wei iris and lost consciousness.