Wei Ying looked at me for a while, pulled the corners of his mouth, closed his lips, and spit out a sentence:
I'm so lost, how did he see it?
No one has ever seen me in human form!
He must be fooling around!
Hmph, don't think I'll admit it right away foolishly, that's not in his trap.
xiangfenglingWho are you.
xiangfenglingThis mass grave is my territory, since you fell into my territory, you are my slave.
xiangfenglingDon't make small calculations, or my brethren will tear you to shreds and eat you.
I raised my head proudly, put my hands on my hips, the tassels by my ears swayed lightly, and the white skirt fluttered.
My younger brothers also cooperated with me with great insight, crying and howling behind me.
I am fierce, so good, I am a heinous villain, hahaha.
He Wei Ying would never have thought that one day it would fall into my hands.
weiyingKeep pretending, I'm watching.
He said another sentence slowly.
He looked like a torch, staring into my eyes.
I didn't dare to look at him.
How could he be so sure that the beautiful girl standing in front of him was the little fish from before?
xiangfenglingWell, it's this little fish.
xiangfenglingHow can you tell?
Wei Ying smiled.
This shallow smile was still bright on his scarred face.
I have seen him laugh countless times, or force a smile, or laugh, but I have never seen such a gentle smile.
I have to say, he is still very heartwarming when he becomes gentle.
weiyingGood that you're not dead...
Wei Ying closed his eyes exhausted and fell into a coma.
He didn't say why, but I'll definitely find out later.
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Kindly, I dragged him down to heal.
That flute has been following Wei Ying, never leaving, as if I was afraid of what I would do to Wei Ying.
xiangfenglingYou are afraid of being a mother.
If I can beat this flute, I must break it in two first.
Its existence has threatened my position as the elder sister of the resentful spirit in the mass burial gang, and it is simply in jeopardy.
My younger brothers don't like this flute very much either. No one likes to do free labor, but this flute can control them to work.
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I snatched a small paper fan from my subordinates, sat on the throne, crossed my legs and fanned the fan, and looked at Wei Ying on the bed out of the corner of my eye.
Seeing him open his eyes, I turned to look at him.
He lay on the bed and turned his head to look at me, pale.
xiangfenglingI haven't seen you for a few days, so embarrassed.
xiangfenglingCan you tell me what happened?
