Dressed As a Female Partner In the Virgin Mary

That was what happened yesterday, when Chu Yuwei went to visit Helanqing.

The young man's life was almost at an end, and his eyes were filled with despair. He was deadlocked, and when he saw Chu Yuwei coming, he eagerly slumped in front of the prison door, clenching Lan Shan tightly. His dark pupils glowed with a faint lustre, and he didn't blink when he looked at his own eyes.

"You, seriously, did those things?"

Chu Yuwei only felt that everything seemed like a dream, and for a moment, she also felt that He Lanqing was terrible.

This boy killed so many people and used such cruel methods. For a while, this dear child also seemed to become very strange.

She didn't want to believe it, but they all said it was made by He Lanqing, and the little brother next to her was the son of some demon cultivator.

After a long time, He Lanqing said, "Yes, Sister Yuwei, but no matter what I do to others, I am, and I treat you sincerely."

There was a fierce and terrifying look on his cheeks, but when he faced Chu Yuwei, he suddenly showed pity and looked pitiful.

"I don't want to lie to you. At this time, I don't want to lie to you. Sister Yuwei, but you know what kind of life I had when I was a child. Yes, my mother committed a murder at that time, but, but She is also dead. How did those decent and decent gentlemen treat me? They vented all their anger on me, the son of demon cultivation. When I was a child, my mother died, and my father drank all day, and no one loved me. , Pay attention to me."

"I get beaten every day."

His finger gently brushed the wound on the corner of his lips.

Chu Yuwei finally couldn't help but walked over and clenched He Lanqing's hand tightly: "These Que Du monks, they, they, privately, tortured you?"

He Lanqing smiled: "For the evil spirits like me, it is natural for those righteous gentlemen to use any means. But, sister, you still care about me, and you are willing to love me, so I am, very happy, very happy."

For a moment, Chu Yuwei also wanted to take out her hand. But her soft heart was finally pulled by the strong feelings that single-mindedly depended on.

She doesn't know where she will be dragged, is she dragged into the darkness?

"When I was a kid, I was beaten, and I didn't say a word when I went back. I could only endure the injury and go back alone."

Chu Yuwei stretched out her hand and gently stroked this bruised young cheek: "When you were a kid, you were so stubborn. What about your father, he, ignore it?"

"He's abolished, maybe he will kill my mother's guilty conscience. Drinking all day, when drunk, he calls Uncle Qi, Ren Caizhi, but he never called my mother. He believes everything others say, and he doesn't look at me. . Even if I really cry in front of him, it’s useless. Later, one day, I won by myself, but the parents still wanted to get justice for the little beasts. As soon as they spoke, he beat me. Fight to death. Even the young people who are looking for me are frightened by him."

"He really wanted me to die. You didn't see him looking at me, he was very disgusted, very fierce. It seemed that I was not his son, but his shame. When those people were gone, I was lying down. He couldn't get up from the ground, he looked at me like this, and took out his sword and put it in my throat. What? Say, young, so fierce, like your mother? He is crazy, what is the most beautiful in the Profound Palace Man, have been delirious."

Chu Yuwei didn't know what to say, she gently held such a haggard face like Zhang Junxiu.

Everyone in the world knows that he is ferocious and bloodthirsty, and who knows the sufferings and sins that this child has suffered. They are afraid of him, avoid him, and don't understand him. Where do you know, He Lanqing's regrettable childhood.

Her maternal love spreads like a pool of water. As for other things, she has already squeezed out her kind heart, and I will think about it again.

"Then your father, too, doesn't really want to kill you, right?"

Chu Yuwei only looked forward to He Lanqing's life, not really that bitter.

She only hopes that someone can give this fragile child a little warmth.

He Lanqing smiled slightly: "Yes, yes. He just looked at me like this, his eyes were fierce and compassionate. In the end, he didn't wipe out my bastard. Then, he backhanded a sword and wiped his neck. He wanted to die a long time ago and died in front of me. In this way, a lot of blood was shed. I couldn't move either. No one saw him until the past two ends."

From this painful face, she seemed to see the weak and poor boy, the boy who slept with his father's body for two days and nights.

Then, the memories of yesterday and the scene in front of him merged together, enough to make Chu Yuwei's arrow pass through her heart.

She let out a scream. Yesterday, her ten fingers gently stroked that warm and lively cheek.

She looked at He Lanqing's pain, discomfort, pity and love.

Never imagined that now, when the nine-day profound thunder attracted him, He Lanqing was already in ashes and disappeared.

Chu Yuwei only felt as if she couldn't breathe, and her eyes were blank.

She squeezed her hair tightly in pain, and raised her head laboriously. Then she saw the overhaul of the monastic world above the top, all of them aloft, graceful and spotless. And Chu Yuwei's favorite man, saying what would protect her man, at this moment, she was beside another woman.

In addition to Ning Zixu, there are Chu Lingshuang, Su Zhe, and Ning Qinghe.

Some of these men and women are masters whom they admire, and some are men who love her. In private, these men may be disrespectful to Chu Wanying, and even have some cautious thinking. But at this moment, they are all by Chu Wanying's side, but they are alone.

Seeing these men talking about Chu Wanying in private, she thought Chu Wanying was pitiful, and even Chu Wanying's high halo faded a lot. But now, what is ridiculous is this stupid girl. These men have a different relationship with Chu Wanying, but they will stand on Chu Wanying's side.

For a time, Chu Yuwei's throat also floated with a touch of sweetness, and despair overwhelmed, just like that.

Not only these men, Ning Qinghe kept saying that he admired himself and that Wuwangcheng deliberately cultivated it, but it was just talking.

Ha, a mere tribal girl, how close is it to her own daughter. Ning Qinghe was immediately regarded as an abandoned son when he felt a little unsatisfactory.

She glanced over so many people, and finally froze on a beautiful cheek.

Chu Yuwei stared at Chu Wanying like this. She used to look at Chu Wanying with envy, admiration, guilty conscience, and unwillingness. But now, in the pair of clear eyes, there is a touch of hatred.

"Quaidu hasn't been sentenced to death for a long time, Chu Wanying, if it weren't for you, how could you die at a young age? You took a life so hard for a handmaid, you, are you at peace? "

She could not hear other people's gossip, and ignored those eyes that despised herself.

He Lanqing is dead, and her heart is empty. Therefore, in front of others, she will also complain about Helan Qing!

Her cheeks were flushed and tears filled her.

Ning Zixu scolded: "You are young and ignorant, and don't understand the difference between good and evil. If it is not for Ah Ying's magnanimousness, you must be dealt with. A disciple of Wuwangcheng, don't rely on the princess's kindness, so you don't know how to measure or advance or retreat."

Although his words are good, everyone sighs that the Xuantu Immortal Head is tolerant. If it is not for forgiveness, how can you tolerate such a demon girl who does not distinguish between right and wrong?

Chu Wanying raised her eyebrows disdainfully, and Chu Lingshuang suddenly stood up before she could speak.

Chu Lingshuang's eyebrows were condensed in the snow, and the corners of his eyebrows were full of anger: "This is the end of the matter, you still don't know how to repent, and act like this. Chu Yuwei, you let me down!"

He accumulates great power, and Chu Yuwei has worshipped him for many years. It can be said that Chu Lingshuang is even more majestic than Ning Zixu in her heart.

Chu Yuwei's heart was blocked for a while, her speech was slightly sour, and her voice was slightly astringent: "Master, you don't know, you don't know how bitter Qinger is—"

Chu Lingshuang said sharply, "Shut up, who has no parents or relatives. If he commits evil deeds, wouldn't others be sad and sad? Chu Yuwei, you really take the distinction between right and evil too lightly. You say and act like this How can you not be punished?"

His words surprised everyone for a while.

After all, Chu Lingshuang's favorite apprentice was also famous. But now, Chu Lingshuang was so stern and stern, publicly scolding, even more severe than Xian Shou Ning Zixu.

The fairy head was tolerant and didn't intend to pursue Chu Yuwei's mistakes, but Chu Lingshuang was so indifferent.

Everyone thought about it, and thought they had found the truth. No matter how spoiled the disciple is, how can he be more than sister. Although this elder brother has a pale look on his face, he is more partial to his sister in his heart. Is it true that he is really a disciple and really offends his own sister.

Chu Wanying didn't dare to be big-faced. Although she didn't have a deep relationship with Chu Lingshuang, she could faintly see the temperament of this cheap brother. That's why Chu Lingshuang claims to be as pure as snow, with no sand in his eyes, let alone He Lanqing, a murderous demon. He said harshly to Chu Yuwei, not because he didn't love this disciple, but as a master, he couldn't tolerate his disciple going into evil ways.

But Chu Wanying also knew that Chu Lingshuang could not change much. His angular justice makes his words hard, and how can the sentimental and soft Chu Yuwei be able to hear it.

Sure enough, Chu Yuwei closed her voice, but her eyes were still red, and she was never reconciled.

And the reason why she closed her voice didn't think she had done anything wrong, but because she was in awe of Chu Lingshuang.

In all fairness, the masterpiece of "The Immortal Pet" Mary Su, no matter how charming the heroine is, at least he did not engage in a master-disciple relationship. At least, this pair of mentors and apprentices are rare normal mentors and apprentices in the fairy tales. At least Chu Yuwei respected her cheap eldest brother, and Chu Lingshuang had no other thoughts.

Everyone sighed, fearing that in time, Wuwangcheng would also deal with this little sister who didn't know the height of the world.

But this is also because Chu Yuwei herself is too self-righteous and unaware. She is a disciple of Chu Lingshuang, and she has a bright future.

Chu Wanying slowly got up, in front of everyone, gently raised a glass of wine, and sprinkled the cold wine on the ground.

"The murderer is down, I have a clear conscience. But I only hope that the deceased will rest in peace, and there will be no more grievances."

Suddenly, her eyes were slightly astringent, but she would not lose her attitude in front of others.

When everyone saw it, they were all embarrassed. Huamian was originally Chu Wanying's servant. After a thousand years, he was loyal and unchanging. It is a pity that he died in the hands of a beast like He Lanqing.

At this moment, Ning Zixu also had a pity on his face, but there was a chill in the depths of his eyes.

The feeling of weakness seemed to come up again. The beloved woman was tortured, but he had to turn a blind eye.

As the head of Xuandu, he hasn't felt like this for a long, long time.

As the night darkened, Qingluan gently took out a small box with a newly made soul-condensing incense inside.

The monk has the ability to fly into the sky and escape from the earth, have a long life, and have endless possibilities. Therefore, as for monks, their spirits are much stronger than ordinary people. Therefore, even if they die physically, they often die incompletely, with their remnant soul flowing between the heaven and the earth. Especially the monks who died of unfavorable lives, unless the Nine Heavens Thunder is swept away, more than half of them will be resentful. When the murderer is killed, these remnant souls can lose their obsession, then dissipate and be freed.

Usually the monks of Quidu would place a piece of incense where a person died to condense some of the remaining memories before the soul disappeared for the memories of relatives and friends.

Therefore, it is called, condensing soul fragrance.

When He Lanqing died, the fragrance of Huamian's soul had already been formed.

Chu Wanying sighed, opened the box, and took out the small incense stick inside.

There is no soul in the fragrance, but nothing more than memories. You can see it when you fall asleep after lighting it. When I woke up the next day, the incense had been burned, and there was no more trace.

She ignited the fragrance of flower sleep, and soon her tiredness surged.

Along with a cloud of mist, she then saw Huamian, which was the Huamian when she was a child, and her facial features vaguely looked like when she grew up.

It was a small town, and two graceful monks passing by, happened to meet a local evildoer. With a single finger, the man pushed the evildoer to the ground. All around was filled with joyful laughter, and babbled to compliment the immortal master.

There was a little girl in the crowd, and the little girl squeezed in to watch the excitement. As she said, children from poor families don’t have a pair of shoes. The biggest entertainment is to crowd people in the street to watch the excitement, and you don’t have to spend a penny. But who could have imagined that eating melons actually ate him, and now it is her bully father who is being ridiculed by others.

Huamian once also talked about this past event with Chu Wanying.

At that time, Huamian looked calm and unconcerned. But that story, Huamian only told half of it.

Looking at her own father, she was relieved and angry, and seemed to be a little sad. After all, it was her father. Even though this dad often beats women when he goes home, everyone has to count on him to survive.

At this moment, his father was so embarrassed that he became a joke for everyone and was pointed at by others.

However, at this moment, the evil man lying on the ground suddenly saw his daughter, his eyes lit up, and his spirit suddenly appeared.

"Bah, **** girl, what do you look at, see your dad being beaten, you won't help."

My father beat her, and he beat her very vigorously, very hard. She was stubborn, biting her lip without speaking, and her eyes were filled with hatred.

At this moment, Huamian was still young, but she understood everything. She knew that her father beat her not because she didn't help him, but to save face. Look, he can still beat his daughter, and there is a weak one to insult him. Isn't the face rounded up all at once?

That night, the girl widened her eyes, bit her lip, and suddenly had her own idea.

She cleaned up her baggage, she was going to cultivate immortality, she wanted to change her destiny. When he has the strength, he can turn his scumbag with one finger.

When she stepped out of the house, Huamian spit in the house.

Chu Wanying listened to her inner voice: I will never come back again.

Huamian's memories are fragmentary, and the concentration of concentration originally condenses her deep memories during her lifetime. In a blink of an eye, she saw that Huamian had come to Wuwang City.

She also saw "self".

That was the first edition of Chu Wanying, full of spirits, and glamorous. The daughter of the city lord of Wuwang City, dressed in red, is dazzling and charming.

But the most attractive thing is not her style, but those clear eyes, clean and pure, bright and warm.

Chu Yuwei is also clean, but Chu Yuwei's cleanliness is very shallow, and her "self" is clean but almost pure.

It seems that after years, it still has a childlike innocence.

This makes Chu Wanying very ashamed, no matter how dented her front is, there is a gap between her and the first edition. After all, she is nothing but a vulgar capitalist. In modern society, she abides by the law and does not eat the king's meal. She is a good law-abiding citizen, but nothing more.

Just one glance, she actually understood Chu Lingshuang a little bit.

Compared with the original version, he really looks like a high copy, and at first glance, he is not the sister of the original version.