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Chapter 142 I have loved you for a long time

"surprise?"

Feng Shuiqing's little head was tilted, confused and curious at the same time, "You just sneaked away to prepare a surprise for me?"

"Well, let's go."

Huan Chenzhao took her hand and rode a horse together to reach the cliff.

At this moment, they were standing on the edge of the cliff, and a few steps ahead was an abyss.

The surrounding area is vast and vast, with lush grass and a few bunches of unknown colorful wildflowers hiding among the grass blades, making it peaceful and quiet.

Feng Shuiqing was so shocked by the sight in front of her that she couldn't make up her mind! She didn't even dare to go any further!

The little hand wrapped in the palm of Hyunchen Mandrill began to sweat slightly, "Demon King... where is this place? This cliff... is so scary!"

"You're such a mess!" Hyunchen Mandrill bent his index finger and tapped the door of Xiaoya's head, "What are you thinking about? You'll know it later."

After finishing speaking, he took Feng Shuiqing and walked back for more than a hundred steps, took off his outer robe and spread it on the ground, "Let's sit here and watch the golden snow."

"Kim Snow?!"

After hearing this, Feng Shuiqing was even more confused!

It’s not the middle of July, where does the snow come from?!

And it’s Jin Xue?!

Is there something wrong with the Demon King's brain?!

A black shadow suddenly ran from the side to the edge of the cliff, bent down and lit a fire in one go. Feng Shuiqing took a closer look and found that the black shadow was Pei Gao!

When he ran away with a smile, Jin Xue really appeared in front of him!

It turns out that the golden snow is actually a golden firework! The burning seat is placed on the ground and spits out golden light particles around like a fountain.

And above the cliff, there is the first quarter moon hanging in the sky.

What a beautiful scene of sudden fireworks and the rising moon under the clouds!

The star bridge is at night, and the trees and fire are blooming in the sky.

Little bits of golden frost fall...

Gold, snow and jade plum blossoms, stars and sky are blue.

They are as bright as falling stars.

The splendor of the fireworks and the softness of the moon complement each other.

Tens of thousands of golden light points reflected countless stars in Feng Shuiqing's eyes, sparkling and filled with water vapor.

Hyunchen Mandrill took her hand, intertwined their fingers, and caressed the back of her hand lovingly with his fingertips, his voice slightly flustered and uneasy:

"Xiao Qing, I know you love snow. It's midsummer now, so I can only find this thing as a substitute. I've been sad to see you recently, and I..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Shuiqing turned around and sealed his lips with her mouth. Tears mixed into the kiss, creating a mixture of salty and astringent kisses.

Yuan Chen held her in his arms, and her tears... always made him feel heartbroken.

This kiss was probably the most painful and painful of all their kisses.

Her tears, illuminated by fireworks, turned into a golden galaxy again.

Just like on her birthday... when he gave her a thousand wishing lanterns, the Milky Way curved with orange and warm colors.

only……

The Milky Way was very warm and sweet at that time.

The Milky Way at this time is very cold and salty.

Time passed quietly, Feng Shui Qing's ears became completely quiet, and the fireworks stopped.

It was extremely dark all around, with the occasional buzz of insects.

Feng Shuiqing left his lips and stared into the same moist eyes.

His phoenix eyes were always full of brilliance, but now they were filled with worry because of her boredom.

The devil's love is rich and fierce and never concealed.

He did too much for her, gave too much, and tolerated too much.

Feng Shuiqing gasped softly with tears in her eyes, her eyes filled with indelible love and dependence.

At this moment, she finally decided to tell her what she was feeling depressed about...

"Hyunchen Mandrill, I love you."

Hyun Chen Mandrill: "!!!"

It’s just three words, but its power is stronger than ten thousand jun!

He loved it for three lifetimes!

Waited for three lifetimes!

it turns out……

She actually...

"What did you say?"

Huan Chenzhao had heard clearly, but he was afraid that he had heard wrongly, so he asked urgently in disbelief.

Feng Shui

Qingyan became more determined. I thought this sentence was difficult and awkward.

I didn't expect it to be said so easily.

She thought about it again, melting into her thousands of emotions and heart...

"I love you, I said I love you."

Then, Feng Shuiqing only remembered the tears splashing from the corners of Hyunchen Mandrill's eyes...embedded in the moonlight and falling onto her face...

His kiss surged forward!

He kissed her until her mind went blank and her lips and tongue were numb.

It seems like he wants to take over and erode everything...

All rationality and thoughts were stopped at this moment, completely integrated into the deep kiss.

Suddenly, a touch of warmth soaked into his mouth, and it was black blood flowing from his nose...

The devil's clear voice came out in a trembling and hoarse voice:

"I... love you so much. I have loved you for a long time."

When Feng Shui Qing comes back to his senses.

Hyunchen Mandrill had lost consciousness and fell to the ground. His hands fell from her shoulders...

Slowly sliding down...

"Demon King...Demon King!"



Hyunchen Mandrill was also extremely ill as he was last time.

Only this time...

He never regained consciousness after being comatose.

Feng Shuiqing shed tears all day long and hurried to Dayao Imperial City.

Demon King Jinyu's face was pale and weak, his chest rose and fell more slowly, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyebrows were so twisted that he could not relax.

Every other hour, she would stretch out her trembling fingers to detect his breathing. Only in this way could she be sure that he was still alive.

Seeing the princess staying awake and guarding His Highness, Pei Gao was so anxious that he could not persuade her to take a rest even if he tried to talk.

After walking quickly, we finally approached Dayao Imperial City.

today.

July 15th, Hungry Ghost Festival.

Since dawn, Feng Shuiqing has been feeling anxious and uneasy, clasping the hands of Xuan Chen Mandrill tightly.

The frightening day finally passed. In the evening, a heavy rain suddenly fell, and lightning seemed to cut the night into countless pieces.

The thunder is rolling, the rain is blowing and the wind is blowing.

Blessings come in pairs, and misfortunes never come alone.

The experienced coach driver actually lost his way. He had obviously walked this road countless times, but he lost his direction today.

Helpless, Feng Shuiqing planned to rely on Xiao Tiantian to guide her, but she couldn't wait for that familiar voice in her consciousness.

She originally wanted to take shelter from the rain in the sedan, but the horse was frightened by the thunder and became so frightened that it almost knocked the unconscious Xuanchen Mandrill to the ground.

Feng Shuiqing opened the sedan curtain and looked around, and suddenly felt that the scene in front of him was so familiar!

It's that forest cabin!

Could it be...

Seeing the rain getting heavier and heavier, I couldn't care about anything else at the moment.

Feng Shui cleared the heavy rain above his head and muddy feet, and he finally moved the sleeping devil to a small couch in the house.

While twisting her rain-soaked dress, she listened to Pei Gui's casual words:

"Princess! What should we do? Now we have lost our way, and Your Highness is so ill! Why don't I go to Lincheng to ask for a doctor? Or let the local county magistrate send someone to pick us up!"

"No, it's raining heavily at night, and you won't be able to find the correct route if you go out in the rain, so you should take shelter here first."

Currently, I have lost contact with Xiao Tiantian and cannot even do the most basic exchange of items.

The devil...

While thinking anxiously, Feng Shuiqing glanced at the drenched Hyun Chen Mandrill, his brows growing even more worried.

It was such a coincidence that we ended up in this hut again!

Things start from here.

Tonight, maybe it will end here!

We put on the dry clothes we carried in the carriage. Maybe the weather will be kind and the rain will subside.

Hyun Chenmandrill suddenly had a high fever!

Pei Giao was so anxious that he decided to ride a horse in the rain to Lincheng to ask for a doctor!

Before leaving, he told the accompanying Chunxue Pavilion secret guards to protect the place, and then he left with peace of mind.

Feng Shui Qing sat on the edge of the couch and repeatedly explored the devil's roll with his hands.

Burn your forehead.

The hut had probably not been inhabited for a long time, and there was not even a water basin to be found.

She could only soak some rainwater with a handkerchief and wipe it to cool down the mandrill.

"Xiaoqing..."

Hyunchen Mandrill kept calling her name over and over again. Feng Shui Qing was so painful that his heart felt like a knife, and hot tears rolled down his face.

Her devil...

Is her devil about to die?

"I'm here, Mandrill, please get better, please..."

Feng Shuiqing held his cold big hand and put his palm against her cheek, hoping to transfer the warmth to it.

But the devil's body temperature became colder and colder, as if pouring a basin of ice water on her hot heart...

The rain knocked on the window, and black shadows fell down, which together with the bright white moonlight were projected on the face of Yuchen Mandrill...

It was as if tears were... shed from his eyes.

Suddenly!

The big palm in Feng Shuiqing's hand became as hot as a flame! It was so hot that she subconsciously let go of the devil's hand!

I saw a strange black mist leaping out from the mouth and nose of Hyunchen Mandrill! The mist moved erratically and gathered in the mid-air!

Just snap your fingers! It turns into a human form... You can't see the facial features clearly.

His face was like a bottomless abyss, dark, mysterious, and terrifying.

Feng Shui Qingqiang calmed her mind, even though she was so frightened that her legs were weak! She still stood up straight! Blocked in front of Yuan Chen Mandrill! Straightened her arms outstretched!

"You are that hateful ghost! You are the Dark Abyss Firefly! It's you who made the Demon King like this!"

"Hahahahaha..."

Yuan Ying let out a low and hoarse laugh, and as he moved, the mist rose and fell as if attached to life.

"You are so brave, little girl! No wonder this boy loves you so much that he even trades his life for yours!"
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