Chapter 52: One night singing (1)

Xu Xingzhi only feels cold behind his head, and when he turns around, he finds that everyone’s eyes are wrong.
He reached out and touched the back of his waist. He even wondered if Meng Zhongguang had done something to his back when he slept.
He couldn't see his back, so he didn't know what it was like now.
- There is a large scar on the back of his lower back, like a piece of flesh with a piece of iron. Probably because of the extreme hand, it is still possible to faintly recognize the appearance of flesh and blood when it was created.
However, even if it hurts this appearance, everyone present can see the circular silver ring snake print that oozes under the scar.
Because the scar is just born in the center of the spine, the fracture is flat and complete, extending to the distance between the three sides of the waist line, so from the perspective of Xu Xingzhi, if you don’t carefully look back at the mirror, you can’t see the scar. .
Xu Xingzhi couldn't see the position of the scar, so he looked up and asked: "What happened?"
Zhou Beinan took the lead in retracting his gaze, raised his finger, and licked his hair along the thick hairline. He coughed and said: "Nothing."
Lu Yujiu said: "Xu Shixiong will come down soon. You wake up, you can't take the wind."
Tao Xian used to sneak into the market since he was a child. Although he did not practice, he was a slap in the face. The ability to observe the color of the game was a full ten. Seeing other people do not want to mention it, he also dispelled the idea of ​​asking questions and turned to hold the song. Chi, whispered: "Qu Shi brother, Xu Shi brother back..."
Qu Chi instead caught his wrist, very seriously: "...hey."
Xu Xingzhi’s deep feelings are inexplicable.
Lu Yuji, who had just fallen into the water in the hustle and bustle, has already been soaked for a while, and his hands and feet climbed to the shore to rest. Because he was not seen for many years, his skin was always in the robes, and his body was white and shiny. Therefore, a half-punch cyan plaque on the thigh of his thigh was clear and unusual.
I noticed that Xu Xingzhi's gaze fell there. Lu Yuji immediately reached out and covered it. He was slightly shy and uneasy: "...Xu brother..."
Xu Xingzhi guessed that it might be the mark of the ghost family.
He read the book noisy, as long as the interest in Tiannanhaibei will be caught, so I don't remember which book I saw in it: Where the ghost repairs, once the blood of the ghosts is awakened, somewhere in the body will emerge. The ghosts are engraved, the shapes are different, the position is stunned, and some are directly born in the center of the brain, and some will crawl through the entire face like a birthmark.
Lu Yujiu’s position in ghost prints is rather embarrassing, but the victory is in secret. As long as he is not undressed in front of people, he will not reveal his feet.
With such a thought, Xu Xingzhi suddenly became more open.
The situation of Lu Yujiu is quite similar to that of the original owner.
Since the original owner has smashed a deadly seal, he has always avoided in front of people in order to conceal the matter. This is the case when the Tianbang is trying to reject the invitations of the younger brothers and the quilts.
It stands to reason that the original Lord should never have the opportunity to see the mark on him, and everyone does not know that there is a scar on the silver ring behind his back.
So, did they just see their own snake prints before they showed that expression?
……wrong.
This explanation is not quite right.
Since they didn't know this thing beforehand, they suddenly saw that, at least according to Zhou Beinan's personality, it was inevitable that they would have to make a three-footed, bottom-up approach. However, everyone did not want to talk about it. It seems that they are not willing to talk about it. This topic.
... Everyone knows a secret about themselves, but they don't know it. This feeling is very subtle.
Thinking like this, Xu Xing got the water.
Immersed in hot water, Xu Xingzhi has a feeling of being transparent and reborn.
He sneaked his left hand back to the back under the water, trying to touch something on the back. I didn't expect his fingertips to touch the back, and he was firmly held by a hand wrapped in a warm current. Tight, the roots of the abdomen are crossed, and the palms are attached.
Meng Zhongguang’s a little shy voice swept his eartips:
Brother, let me help you back.

Xu Xingzhi coughed: "...not necessary."
He wanted to pull his hand back, but Meng Zhongguang refused to let go, and he also touched his finger and locked his finger on the back.
Xu Xingzhi's life is a man's bones, the body is naturally not like a woman's soft, was pulled like this, immediately sighed with a low pain: "Hey... what are you doing?!"
Meng Zhongguang honestly said: "Senior brother, you look so delicious. I really want to eat you in the stomach, so you are me alone."
His voice is not loud, and it must not be small. From their recent Lu Yujiu’s words, after returning to God, they were so shy that their bellys turned pink, and they dared to dip into the bath again, taking out the feet in the pool, not comfortable. : "I, I, I, go, drink water."
He rushed to the south side of Zhoubei, the seven-foot small body slammed the eight-foot-three-week Zhou Beinan, Zhou Beinan was also a fire-like ass, playing with his temper.
Tao can't wait, and even dare not turn in the direction of Meng Zhongguang and Xu Xingzhi: "Qu Shi brother, let's go..."
Qu Chi looked blank: "Are you thirsty too?"
Tao leisurely stuttered: "I am... I am a little dizzy..."
Qu Chi was anxious and couldn't help but say that the pottery was picked up from the water, and it was easy to hold in his arms. After stepping on the shore, he also said according to the etiquette: "Well, I will take the pottery to rest. You are Wait a moment, we will come back later."
Zhou Beinan's face is green: "Ruo Chi, are you still coming back? What do you want to see? What are they cheeky?"
"Where... they?" Qu Zhi’s dawn was clear and ignorant, and he struggled to argue, "It’s good..."
Zhou Beinan whispered: "Good fart! I have seen the two of them on the roof. The two are stinky, obviously signaled me to talk about things, and let Laozi wait in the room, wait for them. After the noisy, come down again, and go to the house to uncover the wicked things of the sea and the waves -"
Zhou Beinan’s words fell in the heart of Xu Xing’s heart, and then exploded.
... The original Lord and Meng Zhongguang really have already -
Although he was prepared, but this fact was swayed by the mouth of others, Xu Xingzhi still felt like a dream.
In the present world of his life, the people are simple and open, and both men and women can be married. His father was quite open-minded, and he affirmed several times that he did not have to care about the succession of the ancestors. He only had to follow his heart, choose the one he loved, and support his life, causing Xu Xingzhi to laugh and cry, and even suspected that his father was sneaking. He ordered a doll for him, and the other person accidentally gave birth to a male baby, and he instilled them into him.
Compared with the male color, he appreciates those delicate Yan Yanyan, but they are all very comfortable. As for who will be with them in the future, he has no plans.
However, he has always acted boldly. Once he is determined, he must be more shameless.
Just a week ago, Zhou Beinan, not only did not call Xu Xingzhi's face red face hot, but let him think that if the roof is used to do such a happy thing, it seems really interesting.
However, waiting for him to slow down, a warm embrace has been deeply embraced by him: "Sister, don't listen to them. Zhou Beinan, he is jealous of us."
Xu Xingzhi: "..."
Immediately after the sudden ambition of being embraced by the warmth of the embrace, he immediately withdrew from the mind of Xu Xing.
Before, Xu Xingzhi also vowed that if Meng Zhongguang really wanted to have something with the original body, it would only be fooled by him. It was only when he arrived that he found that everything was not as simple as he thought.
Meng Zhongguang may be the original Lord's loved one, so the original master will not care about the worldly opinion, and Meng Zhongguang became a Taoist, but Xu Ping is not the original owner. If it is related to Meng Zhongguang, the original master has already died and is difficult to change. After leaving the wild, can he still leave him? Can you still make a real Xu Ping?
This body has changed the owner, and the person that Meng Zhongguang really wants is no longer here. Why do he need to give him a vain sweetness before leaving him?
Xu Xingzhi can't do such awkward things.
He must not have a further connection with Meng Zhongguang.
Absolutely not...
Meng Zhongguang did not know the struggle of Xu Xingzhi's heart. His fingers squatted on Xu's swaying back muscles and lingered: "Brother, I miss you..."
Xu Xingzhi yelled at him: "You must spread me first, don't make trouble."
"You don't know how much I miss you." Meng Zhongguang turned a deaf ear, "...you don't know anything."
Xu Xingzhi's elbow has been numb, and his muscles are banging and drumming. His other hand can't be used at all. He can barely stand on the edge of the pool and tell himself not to slip into the water.
"Meng Zhongguang! Let go!"
Meng Chongguang did not speak, only one inch inch with his lips caressed and kissed his back neck, giving a light and regular sound of water.
Since he entered the wild, Meng Zhongguang has always been obedient, and occasionally he has surpassed Lei Chi’s words and deeds. Without him being so savage, Meng Zhongguang can handle the advance and retreat.
Even if he locked himself up, at least it was negotiated.
... When did the relationship between the two begin to get out of control?
Soon, Xu Xingzhi answered himself in his heart, asking himself to ask Meng Zhongguang whether he was lying or not. The kiss after the dispute began.
The kiss opened a long memory for Xu Xingzhi, and it also melted the gap between the original owner and Meng Zhongguang.
Since the kiss, Xu Xingzhi has no reason to reject Meng Zhongguang. After all, in the view of Meng Zhongguang, Xu Xingzhi accepted his kiss, which is to forgive himself.
Xu Xingzhi sighed in the sky: ... fuck.
He was full of thoughts on how to persuade Meng Zhongguang to let go of himself, and his muscles were shaking.
After perceiving Xu Xingzhi’s resilience, Meng Zhongguang’s body suddenly jerked, and the fingers of the original bonfire gradually stopped the cycle and tick.
He looked at Xu Xingzhi's back neck, tired and sadly whispered: "Brother, are you afraid of me? This time... Are you afraid of me?"
Xu Xingzhi is not afraid of others to be forced to commit crimes. He is afraid of people crying. He just hardened some of his heart and was beaten by Meng Zhongguang, and he was unable to resist.
He digs hollow thoughts to comfort Meng Zhongguang: "You... don't do this."
"The brothers are really too bad." Meng Zhongguang choked. "Every time... every time I tortured me like this.... I will be crazy, you are driving me crazy."
……"Each"? What is "every time"?
Xu Xingzhi did not know what he was saying, but he was very tempted to feel the confusion in his tone. It was as if the people who could not drink water watched the flood surrounded by all directions, as if the person who fell into the quicksand could do nothing.
Hearing such a desperate voice, Xu Xingzhi was exposed on the back of the water, and the goose bumps climbed up and down.
His arm is still twisted awkwardly backwards, and Meng Zhongguang's fingers are getting tighter and tighter, and he is getting less and less heavy.
Xu Xingzhi’s painful bite muscle jumped, but I don’t know why, a soft meat in the chest is also tight and it’s hard to bear.
His forehead was on the floating rock pattern on the side of the pool. I couldn’t figure out why I would cry because of Meng Zhongguang’s crying, and I couldn’t wait to hit the wall with my head.
... Xu Xingzhi suspected that he might be infected with this disease by the body.
After an emotional vent, Meng Zhongguang finally identified the situation in front of him: Xu Xingzhi’s left arm was twisted by him at an almost impossible angle, and a black circle was gathered on his wrist. He fell on the shore and was hurt. Trembling.
Meng Zhongguang opened his hand in panic: "Brother..."
Xu Xingzhi grabbed the arm that was finally liberated and gritted his teeth: "...Do not call my brother."
... He is now listening to Meng Zhongguang’s brother.
He even began to suspect that the world's knowledge did not pick up the soul of the original master when he put himself into the body, otherwise he explained his painful feeling of wanting to pull out the heart.
Xu Xingzhi just sneaked a word, Meng Zhongguang cried out, grabbed his arm and refused to let go: "Senior brother, it was indeed my fault. I should not let you go, I should not tie you up. Re-recognition, recognize them - don't want me, don't go to the nine lights, you can't come back when you go..."
Xu Xingzhi stunned for a while: "What are you talking about?"
Meng Zhongguang twitched and couldn't speak. He put his soft cheeks on Xu's back and rubbed his back. The hot tears burned his back, causing a slight sputum on his back.
Xu Xingzhi’s head slammed into a piece.
- Meng Zhongguang admits wrong. But what does he think is wrong?
He cried so sadly, indicating that for him, the most remorseful of the original is this.
However, according to the world's knowledge, he should recognize the theft of artifacts. It is the sergeant's cultivation, and he is betraying the teacher's door. No matter which one of the crimes, it is more serious than what is "tied up and not let you go". A hundred times a thousand times.
It’s Meng Zhongguang’s cognition is different from ordinary people. I really don’t know the priorities of the matter, or is it... he was once again deceived by the world’s knowledge?
The atmosphere that was originally picked up was broken and it became the current situation. It seems that Zhou Beinan, who had to leave early and leave, did not expect such development.
Meng Chongguang seems to have a big grievance and pressure in his heart, so he is holding the back of Xu Xingzhi and crying into the bone marrow.
I don't know if it was stunned by Meng Zhongguang's sobbing, or was soaked in the hot spring for a long time, and the familiar feeling of vertigo came to Xu Xing again.
Xu Xingzhi snorted in the bottom of his heart.
He used to be very good. Before he was five years old, he was accidentally degraded by the knife. He was seriously ill for a long time. He didn’t even know where to open the door of the medical hall for 13 years. It’s like this, but it’s like a young lady. Halo.
Xu Xingzhi used a wooden hand to get stuck in his boring chest, and he couldn’t wait to scream out, or he slammed a few punches, but he was still stunned by the stunned sense of the whole sense.
...but he did not close his eyes and pour it into the water this time.
Xu Xingzhi’s eyes are brighter and hotter than ever before.
"...heavy light..."
Someone read the name in his heart, and the voice was familiar with Xu Xingzhi’s heart. "...Heavy light, it’s a good name, but what is the name?"
In front of him, there was a roll of hundreds of surnames, and a fleshy right hand was full of ink, and he painted a circle on the top.
The word in that circle is "Meng."
Xu Xingzhi heard the man chewing on the name repeatedly: "...heavier. Meng Zhongguang. Sounds good."
Gradually, the sound seemed to throw stones into the water, causing layers of ripples, and each layer was calling the name of the man.
Heavy light, heavy light, Meng Zhongguang.
The voice is irritated, warm, ridiculous, and spoiled, and there are always a lot of things.
Moreover, in addition to these, Xu Xingzhi also heard a tone of joy in the pain, heavy light, Meng Zhongguang.
Meng Zhongguang, who pressed Xu Xingzhi to the pool for a long time, stopped the crying slowly. He snorted at the tip of his nose that was crying red, and his voice trembled, but he recovered a little calmness: "Brother, I know that you are angry because I don’t let you go... Before you forgive me, I, I won’t touch you...

Xu Xingzhi still used his back with his tears to turn red. He called Meng Zhongguang and gave birth to some panic: "Really, I don't touch you. I am very tired. I haven't slept for a long time." So I have no strength..."
He explained incoherently for a long time, seeing that Xu Xingzhi still had no intention of going back, his tight shoulder blade finally relaxed hopelessly, wading and wading out.
When he turned around, Xu Xingzhi staggered from the water.
When he heard the sound of the water behind him, Meng Zhongguang smiled in the bottom of his heart, but the bitterness of the smile had not spread to the bottom of his eyes. He came from behind his back with one hand and locked him in his arms.
Xu Xingzhi did not know what he was doing to do something. It seemed that the body told him what to do next, and he did it in a confused way.
Therefore, when he turned over the horrified Meng Zhongguang and invaded his mouth into the mouth, Xu Xingzhi couldn’t figure out what he was doing.
What drives him to do this is the body, not the order of the world, nor the memories of the original Lord. It seems that everything that happens next is taken for granted.
He only felt that there was a kind of familiarity in his blood, which was like injecting strange power into him, dictating his hands and feet, and letting all reason go to fucking.
Meng Zhongguang squeezed a few words between his lips and teeth: "Sister? You..."
After discovering that the words were useless, he decisively gave up half of the rumors with Xu Xing, and forced the side of Xu Xing's waist to cover his waist, which was deep in his waist. The same action violently invaded Xu Xing's mouth and robbed each other. ownership.
The war was burning, and during the tumbling, the lips of the two men were entangled in death, as if they could hear the burning sound of the sound.
After Meng Zhongguang’s anti-customer, Xu Xingzhi chose to take the initiative to withdraw. When he quit, he bite Meng’s lips and pull it out. It hurts him to take two breaths, reach out and touch his hand. scarlet.
"What are you crying? Um?" Xu Xingzhi used his wooden hand to hold his face with tears on his face. He frowned and asked, "Cry and cry, you know crying."
Meng Zhongguang was both surprised and happy, but there was a grievance in the tone: "Brother bite me..."
"What happened to you?" Xu Xingzhi heard that he said in a near-fierce voice, "Is you biting less? Didn't you like it before?"
Meng Zhongguang grabbed Xu Xingzhi's arm and his eyes brightened: "Senior brother, you will say it again. Are you willing to take care of me, do you forgive the things that heavy light did in the past?"
Xu Xingzhi sneered, holding a hand under Meng Zhongguang's body and squeezing it: "Turn your Meng Zhongguang! 'Is it', 'Is it', how come you have so many questions? I will not forgive you. Are you not sure?"
"Hey--" Meng Zhongguang sighed low and couldn't stand it anymore. He hugged one of Xu Xing and sucked his earlobe. The voice was soft and sweet. "... Brother, Really, I miss you the most."
Xu Xingzhi thought that he must be crazy to do this kind of thing.
But after the body did not listen to it, it again sank into the prolonged carnival.
After half an hour, Yuan Ruyi sullenly took Zhou Wang and lived in a palace where the tiger flea was farthest from the hot spring. Even so, he could still hear hoarse screams and laughter.
Zhou Beinan was holding a long gun in the courtyard, and he blinked for a long time. Finally, he couldn’t bear it anymore: "They are finished!? Ah?! Let not let people sleep?"
He bit his teeth and swears: "I am looking for them! No, is it?"
Qu Chi said: "I will go too."
Zhou Beinan: "...what are you doing?"
Qu Chi has a reasonable basis: "They fight, you can't hold it alone."
Zhou Beinan's ear roots are slightly reddish: "You sit well, I will go alone, they both fight this big, don't scare you."
When he left this, Zhou Beinan went magnificently, but when he walked to the wooden door leading to Muchi, the threshold of the door suddenly slammed into a jingle, and he was shocked by Zhou Beinan.
The wheezing and the neck-sucking kisses are endless, and the two bodies slammed down against the wooden door, and the door shafts were given.
Zhou Beinan, a handsome show face, became a pig liver color, and the teeth were squeaky and squeaky. After a long time, he screamed a roar: "Are you demolishing the house?"
The movement inside the door did not stop, but the voice that came out was the same: "Roll!"
Then, in the door, Xu Xing began to change his voice and hesitated: "...no sleep? Tired? You haven’t slept for a few days and you are so excited? You are tired!"
Meng Zhongguang’s soft voice spoiled:
How can you be tired of doing this kind of thing with your brothers? It’s not enough to be a lifetime.

"Hey--" Xu Xingzhi sounded awkward, and Meng Mengguang twice, "Change one! Don't hit my mother! The back is broken... Hey..."
Zhou Beinan turned two laps at the door, and thought that I wouldn’t have a general knowledge of the two kings.
When he finished, he went back with a long gun.
When he returned to the small courtyard where the four people stayed, the rushing Qu Chi was busy coming forward: "How is it?"
Zhou Beinan: "What is it? This is not still... is it?"
"...It’s very bad." Qu Chi’s face turned white.
He just cried...

Zhou Beinan thought of the "roll" and came to the air: "Look for it! Let him be killed alive."
He took a few steps, but it was mad, but one said: "Tao leisure, you, you sing, you press this down!"
Tao leisurely shrank and shook his head.
Lu Yujiu said: "The people who study are Hua Dan, and they are not learning the drums!"
Zhou Beinan stunned his forehead: "I can't pass this day, huh?"
Clouds and rains resounded and resounded for a whole night.
On the second day, Meng Chongguang wrapped Xu Hanzhi with a bath towel, and took a big step out of the hot spring bath. He placed him on the bed in the room and bent down to kiss his cheeks several times.
Xu Xingzhi was drowsy and looked at him with a squint. He turned his eyes away.
Meng Zhongguang squatted under the bed and put his hands on the side of the bed. He said: "Brother, what do you want to eat? No matter what you want to eat, you will find a way to get it back."
Xu Xingzhi snorted "Let me think about it", then I squinted my eyes and stopped moving.
Meng Zhongguang waited patiently for a long time and found that Xu Xingzhi’s breathing was even, like falling asleep, and he reached out and stroked Xu Xing’s lips, which were extraordinarily red because of the fullness of the water vapor.
Last night, I was tumbling in and out of the spring pool. The face of Xu Xingzhi still had a thin red that was left behind by the steaming of the heat. I saw that Meng Chongguang was in a good mood, and I was still in love with it. And kiss again.
He carefully quilt the quilt for Xu Xingzhi, and then slowly stepped over the door.
After the closing of the door slammed, Xu Xingzhi raised his sore arm and opened his heavy eyelids.
The madness of last night, let Xu Xing's heart have a lingering sorrow, also called him to jump wildly.
He didn't know what happened to him. He just did the instinctive action when he was saddened by the heavy light. He clung to him, comforted him, and teased him. He was familiar with it as if he had done it dozens of times.
Xu Xingzhi even thought that the person who had been in trouble with Meng Zhongguang last night was not himself, but the original owner who was sleeping in his body.
...but is the original Lord really there?
The original master Xu Xing hopes to have a family and a stable life, he Xu Ping has; and as Xu Ping, he was once again forced to take over the life and mess of Xu Xingzhi.
What the is this? Is it really so coincidental?
Xu Xingzhi muttered to himself: "Meng Chongguang, Jiuzhi Lan... Jiuzhi Deng, Meng Zhongguang... Jiu-"
In the repeated mourning, he flashed a fragment in his mind.
Xu Xingzhi’s throat suddenly slammed, and he jumped up and violently jumped up. A retaliatory crack in the waist forced him to lie back, stuck his waist and shivered.
When he was a child, he had written many poems and had read a poem. His impression was extremely impressive.
The profound reason is that my sister likes this poem very much and says that her name is taken from this poem.
Xu Xingzhi still remembers that when he looked at the neck, he sullenly and funnyly confused her hair: "Your name is clearly given to you by your brother! I hope you will be outside the pavilion. 'How could it be from this unfortunate poem? It’s really unlucky.

Indus looked at him and smiled, and put his slender fingers on his right hand in the pear tree: "I like the name of my brother."
Xu Xingzhi was softened by her smile: "I like it."
Sycamore leaned against his shoulder and put his head on his shoulder, and Xu Xingzhi also moved her to tilt her shoulders to facilitate her pillow.
Xu Xiaotong whispered: "Brother is the best brother in the world."
He handed out his hand and deliberately swayed in front of her: "Your brother is a crippled, is this also good?"
"Okay. Everything is fine." Xu Xiaotong closed his wooden hand with his little hand and looked at Xu Xingzhi cherishedly. "... Brother, in the eyes of Wutong, people in this world have one more hand. ""
Xu Xingzhi still remembers the mood at that time, warm and peaceful, as if he did not have to bother to fight, he has already sat on the most beautiful things in the world.
However, now that I think of the poem, Xu Xingzhi feels chilly and wants to shrink himself into the depths of the quilt, so that he can draw even a little warmth.
"Nine branches of lights in the window, Xiyi boring hate different. Xiaomeng did not leave the gold knees, early cold first to the stone screen. The testament is unfortunately three autumn white, the candle is still a hundred inches red. Should roll the curtain to see the caries, In the mirror, I saw the phoenix tree."
The nine branches are in the air.
- Sanqiu Bai, Sanqiu, Xu Sanqiu.
- In the mirror, hey, see Wutong.
- Also, Xu Ping, Shi Pingfeng.
how is this possible……
God will not give him such a cruel mystery, let him guess the mystery.
Xu Xingzhi's throat was rolling rapidly. Although the night's cockroaches had caused burning pain in his throat, he couldn't help but want to swallow the acid water that had poured into his throat.
However, the stock was so bitter and bitter that it was awkward. Xu Xing was endurance, struggling to climb up, holding the side of the bed and violently vomiting.
The crystal clear stomach liquid turned out from the mouth and slipped along the corner of the mouth. He vomited and rolled down from the bed. He held his elbows to the ground and his face was pale and he could not wait to spit out the stomach.
He heard the sound of the door being broken, heard Meng Zhongguang's exclamation and rushing footsteps, and then he was surrounded by a pair of powerful and soft arms: "Brother, what's wrong? Where is it uncomfortable?"

A little bit of cool attached to the head that he was burning to boil, and panicked to withdraw: "Senior brother, you are feverish. You are more patient, I will immediately call the Yuanshi sister."
Xu Xingzhi raised his hand and caught his clothes.
Meng Zhongguang, who had planned to leave, immediately understood it. Wen Sheng calmed and kissed Xu Xingzhi’s hot ears: "Well, my brother, I will not go, I will not go anywhere."
He reached out and held Xu Xingzhi's hand and shouted outside the door: "Zhou Beinan! Qu Chi!! Come alone!"
Xu Xingzhi lies in the arms of Meng Zhongguang, and the left side of the pillow is the gift of the world.
He stunned his body and said with a hoarse whisper that was about to tear: "... pillow, under the pillow."
Meng Zhongguang sneaked out and reached for a moment under the pillow, and he handed the dagger into the hands of Xu Xing.
Xu Xingzhi pulled the dagger out of the sheath.
The blade of the dagger is as bright as silver, the blade is sharp and sharp, and there is a fascinating flow on it. It is a trace of the aura of heaven and earth. As long as it is aligned with the demon nucleus of the demon of the demon, the dagger will go down, and the demon will be the end. There is no chance of reincarnation.
Meng Zhongguang looked at the dagger he had in his hand, and the dawn was a bit strange, like a smile.
Xu Xingzhi was hot, but his hands were cold and amazing. He repeatedly measured the dagger in his hand and smiled. He used all the last effort to push the dagger into the sheath: "This, help me collect it."
Meng Zhongguang: "... brother?"
"Receive." Xu Xingzhi's eyes are full of mosquitoes, and nothing can be seen clearly. He whispered, "You are here, I don't need it."
When Meng Zhongguang had a throat and his tears fell, Xu Xingzhi was already tired. He leaned back in Meng Zhongguang’s arms and completely passed out.
After a short time, people gathered in the room.
Yuan Ruyi carefully placed the bone on the wrist of Xu Xing, and tried the temperature on the back of his hand. Zhou Wang leaned back in front of the bed with his double-knife, and looked at Xu Xingzhi with a worried face and a red face: "If my sister urged me to sleep early, what happened yesterday?"
Several people present immediately looked at different places.
Meng Zhongguang did not answer. He squatted at the bed and watched Xu Xingzhi. Since his hand was taken up by Yuan Ruzhen, he held Xu’s ankle tightly. It seemed that he was afraid that Xu Xingzhi would leave the body.
Only Zhou Beinan’s face is proud:
Let you make trouble, let you not let us sleep.

Lu Yujiu stepped on his instep and smashed it.
Zhou Beinan slammed a pain, simply picking up Lu Yujiu under the threat, and licking the child, let him step on his feet, no matter how hard Lu Yuji struggled, he firmly grasped him with his arms. The neck, won the Lu Yu nine blushing.
Qu Chi disapproved and stared at Meng Zhongguang: "No matter what mistakes he made, he can't be labeled like this."
Tao Leisure nervously asked Yuan Ruyi: "How is it?"
Yuan Ruyi was trying to answer, and he saw Xu Xingzhi put an eyebrow of an extremely uncomfortable angle and muttered: "Master... Master, don't..."
Several people on the scene listened to his nightmare and changed color.
Yuan Ru's look shocked and pulled back his hand. When the empty eyes were fixed to look at Xu Xingzhi, the sad and quiet silence was so cold that it was cold.
Xu Xingzhi flipped his body in pain: "...Master, you can die, I would rather die!"
Meng Chongguang rushed up, pressed the hand of Xu Xing's death into a fist, and opened his fingers with one finger: "... well, brother, nothing."
Xu Xingzhi's eyelids were slightly stunned, and he glanced at him with a tired look: "What about Master? We had a drink of plums yesterday. How did Master come? I was frozen in the middle of the night..."
Meng Zhongguang sneered at him with skill: "Brother, Master is drunk, and is still asleep in the Green Bamboo Temple."
Xu Xingzhi closed his eyes and turned his head back: "... lie to me. Master is gone, no longer."
Zhou Beinan snorted and took Lu Yuji from his own feet. He stepped forward and reached for the face of Xu Xingzhi: "... Yes, you mentioned this, I have something to ask you. Xu Xingzhi? Xu Xingzhi !! Don't sleep!"
The temperature of Meng Zhongguang’s eyes was several times colder when he moved from Xu Xingzhi to Zhou Beinan:
Zhou Beinan, what do you do?

Zhou Beinan is straightforward: "I have something to ask him!"
Meng Zhongguang screamed: "Don't irritate your brother! Roll!!"
His palm ignited a smear of light, pushing it to his ribs three inches, letting Zhou Beinan retreat a few steps until he hit Lu Yujiu and stopped.
Under the fall, the fire of Zhou Beinan also came out, grabbed the chest that was hit with ribs and sorrow, and pointed a few steps to Xu Xingzhi: "Xu Xingzhi, don't let his mother die! Four doors Who knows that Qing Jingjun loves you the most, what happened in the end? Why do you want to kill Jing Jun? You get up, you say it!"
The word "Qing Jing Jun" seems to be effective for Xu Xing. He gasped hard and reached out to grab the clothes on his chest. He seemed to want to take the heart out of it.
Zhou Beinan’s enthusiasm, only to find out, Xu Xingzhi cried.
The tears slid silently from the end of his eyes, blended into the pillow, and dyed the satin pillow with tears into a dark color.
Zhou Beinan saw Xu Xingzhi's laughter and anger, that is, he had never seen him cry, and his face changed all his time: "I, I...he..."
Everyone looked at his eyes and looked bad. Zhou Beinan was very embarrassed and groaned: "I just listened to him and asked him to ask questions quickly... When he was exiled outside, he didn't mention it, and I didn't ask... ..."
Zhou Wang curiously asked: "Who is Qing Jingjun?"
Qu Chi rarely raised a little voice and said seriously: "...Awang."
Zhou Wang immediately snorted, but she found that everyone mentioned this person is a painful face.
Yuan Ru looked at Xu Xingzhi lying on the bed, whispering slightly painfully: "I don't know, I only saw the brothers being sent out from the Master's Hall, the brothers mouth."