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Chapter 352: Crying to a Bloated Heart


Xiuxiu wakes up from her dream.

When she opened her eyes, the room was gloomy, the atmosphere was oppressive, and it should be cloudy outside.

A handful of cold sweat was pinched in the palm of his hand, proving that it was another ominous dream just now.

She couldn't remember how she had fallen asleep.

I only remember the story that happened in the dream Since Yuexishan left Wei Buer, her dreams have become more and more frequent, and the content of the dream is only related to Wei Buer.

She knew that there was something wrong with the avenue she was pursuing.

According to the six-eared macaque's original supernatural trajectory, her dreams should only be related to herself, and dreaming about herself bit by bit, details, can be regarded as the opening of the omniscient avenue.

But now, the trajectory is very off, as if my heart has been abducted.

She hurriedly got up and walked straight out of the house.

A light rain was falling.

Same as in the dream.

Her heart sank, she thought about it for a while, and hurried to the Huashan Sword Sect.

The rain did not stop all the way, and she deliberately did not use an umbrella to let the rain fall on herself. secretly said in his heart: "I, Zhong Xiuxiu, am so smart and proud, how can I once fall into such a confused and stupid situation" Thinking about it, there is an inexplicable feeling of suffering and suffering.

It's as if I made a mistake and deserves to end up like this.

When she was about to reach the Huashan Sword Sect, she gradually stopped.

Standing in the familiar position in the dream, he looked far away outside the Huashan Sword Sect.

Sure enough, the Tibetan sword stood like a wooden stake, standing in the rain and mist, thinking about what this was the last thing she saw in her dream.

It also proves once again that about Wei Buji, her dream is as accurate as ever.

Zang Kenyi seemed to sense her gaze, and suddenly raised his head, looked this way, and shot an alert gaze like jingning.

She naturally turned around and walked the other way, like a passerby casually walking by.

As you walk, you think.

Obviously, Wei Buer was in huge trouble again.

It reminded her of the bloody night a few years ago.

On the night of the bloody night, Xiuxiu witnessed the whole process of Wei Buer's shocking crime in her dream, and also witnessed the thrilling scene when he was rescued by the mysterious man in black at the last moment.

Wei Buer's appearance like a bloody god had been deeply reflected in her mind.

And at that time, the phantom that flashed above Wei Buer's head, like a horn-like horn on the top of the horned demon's head, also impressed her.

Later, she researched the information specifically for this purpose, and then discovered a terrifying truth: the Horned Phantom is a sign that stimulates the Horn bloodline, and only the Horn people, or creatures with the Horn bloodline, can do it.

From this, she came to a terrible and ineffable conclusion.

What can prove this conclusion is Wei Buer's violent physical strength, incredible speed, and terrifying melee ability in the bloody night.

For Xiuxiu, the most outrageous thing is not Wei Buji's identity and birth.

Instead, her first reaction after learning the truth was that her mind was full of thinking about how to help Wei Buji hide her true identity It is said that a woman who falls in love becomes stupid.

Xiuxiu once thought about how she could be blinded with her smart head.

But after meeting him, I found that I had become the stupidest stupid girl in the world.

Since when It was probably the moment when he burst out of the bushes outside Banyan City.

Or when the Puppet Valley says goodbye.

Or in Qingyang Town, when he found the shocking crack talisman in his storage bag.

It was in these unforgettable situations that she gradually began to become stupid, more and more stupid.

Every day, everything I think, read, and wait for is that person.

Even he has to ignore his own avenue, and he doesn't even care about the identity of the enemy of the other race.

"Hey, my silly girl" She let out a long sigh.

Start thinking about what to do next.

According to the picture shown in Fang Cai's dream, He Lingxin's secret hand had been handed over to the Tibetan sword, and Wei Buer's fate seemed to have become uncertain.

At the moment, the easiest way is to persuade Wei Buer to give up the competition with the Tibetan Sword, and He Lingxin's secret hand will naturally have no way to exert his strength.

But for Xiuxiu, such a simple thing seems to be difficult to do now.

First, she didn't want to see Wei Buji again.

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In other words, she didn't want to see Wei Buer as Zhong Xiuxiu anymore.

She was afraid that she would not be able to resist saying something to show her heart, or to tell the truth.

This is self-inflicted humiliation.

Xiuxiu knew that Wei Buer's heart was never with her.

Second, how to persuade Wei Buer to say something You can't tell him about him, she can dream that someone is going to hurt you, Wei Dasha It's not impossible to lie, or make other excuses, but in front of him, all her cleverness is lost.

I can't think of half a reliable excuse at all.

"What the hell should I do?"

She looked down at the ground and muttered to herself.

Suddenly, a mana was injected into the spirit beast bag, and after a flash of white light, the ugly monkey appeared beside her.

"Two fools," she turned her eyes to the ugly monkey, "tell me what the hell am I going to do?"

The ugly monkey bared its teeth, muttered a few words, and pulled Xiuxiu's sleeve straight in the direction of Yuelin Sect Obviously, it didn't want her to take care of Wei Buer's affairs.

Xiuxiu followed it for a few steps, suddenly stopped, pulled the ugly monkey, and walked firmly in the direction of the Cloud Hidden Sect.

Sometimes, people need advice from others and don't really expect anything from it.

It's at the moment of making a choice that you can know what you really want in your heart.

The ugly monkey bared its teeth in protest to no avail, so he had to jump up and follow behind his master.

Full of resentment and chatter.

One man and one monkey gradually drifted away.

When she arrived outside the Yunyin Sect, Xiuxiu remembered that she hadn't figured out how to tell Wei Bu'er yet.

"I don't want to see you."

She muttered to herself. looked at the extremely familiar courtyard in front of him, hesitated for a long time, took out a pen and a stack of silk paper from his sleeve, pasted them on the wall outside the courtyard, thought for a long time, and rejected many manuscripts in his mind before he picked up a pen and wrote a sentence.

I read it several times, shook my head in dissatisfaction, but I couldn't express it better, so I had to put away the silk paper.

Raise your head and look around, and see that there is no one else.

In the next moment, a mana was injected into the silk paper, and the silk paper turned into a paper crane, flew over the wall and flew to the courtyard, and then flew to the Fuji gate, and went straight in.

She let out a long breath as she looked at the wall where the cranes had disappeared.

I stared at the wet wall for a while.

Only then did he turn around and return with the ugly monkey.

The ugly monkey pointed to the courtyard of the Yunyin Sect while babbling something, as if he was enumerating someone's "crimes".

"Maybe you're right," Xiuxiu sighed, "but I can't quit anymore." ” After walking for more than ten feet, I suddenly heard a familiar voice behind me calling his name: "Xiuxiu" "Is that you?"

Her heart was beating wildly, and she resisted the desire to turn around, and hid in the alleyway to the side, and quickly took the ugly monkey back into the storage bag.

As he walked, his whole body trembled in the faint darkness, and his face distorted at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Soon, the whole person's appearance changed greatly, became another woman, unhurriedly walking in the alley, this is the six-eared macaque brought by the magic power illusion technique, in the folk story, the six-eared macaque itself has also relied on this magic power to turn the mythical heavenly court, the Buddha country upside down.

After a while, Wei Buer flashed in from the alley.

When I saw her appearance, I seemed to be flustered.

After a while, he took out a piece of silk paper from his sleeve and asked, "Is this what you gave me?"

She pretended to be dazed and shook her head.

Wei Buer's eyebrows showed some complicated expressions, and he looked at her suspiciously.

Xiuxiu's heart was pounding, very difficult, only to feel that his gaze was like a scorching flame, and soon to melt his disguise, along with his body and mind, she seemed to be ready to surrender.

At this moment, Wei Buer returned to his normal expression, nodded slightly to her, took a step, passed by, and hurried into the depths of the alley as if he didn't see any loopholes.

She watched his back disappear at the end of the alley, and suddenly felt limp, lost all strength, and sat on the ground against the wet wall, tears falling from the corners of her eyes and rolling down her unpowdered face.

"What should I do?"

she said, holding out her hands and covering her face, her mind in confusion.

One moment it was Wei Buer's appearance, another moment it was the witch's beautiful face, and the next moment it turned into that cracked talisman.

After a long time, my mood finally calmed down.

But the strength of his body seemed to be drained, and he staggered to his feet, and walked alone to the Yuelin Sect's hospital.

Not long after Xiuxiu left, Wei Buer walked out of the end of the alley, slowly walked to the place where she had just sat down, and saw that there were still her buttocks on the ground, like a heart crying to the point of bloat.

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Finally the update was restored, and I also had a feeling of breathing a sigh of relief.

In the past half a month, I have been in an extremely busy state, and my nerves are extremely tense.

For more than a week, I didn't write an article, I didn't think about the plot of Fuji Avenue, and when I started writing today, I was still a little rusty, sluggish, and not smooth, and I will gradually find my feelings.

What surprised me was that in these days when there was no update, there were still many book friends who voted for the recommendation again, and there were also book friends who rewarded them, and even Dongshan Blood Sword Nanchun rewarded 1,000 yuan and became the leader of the book, which moved me and made me feel a little guilty.

I will write this book seriously and give you a happy story.

In addition, I was going to write a little more about this chapter, but I was told that I would have a meeting tomorrow and that I would have to write materials in the evening.

Send these out first, and find a way to add another chapter tomorrow.

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