Is this?" she asked, unable to hide her joy in her eyes.

"Mo Yun's sorrow and separation." After saying that, Song Wangchen walked to the desk and sat cross-legged, put the jade zither on the desk, gently plucked the strings of the zither, and played the "sorrow and sorrow" composed by Mo Yun himself.

The ethereal and gentle music revealed a little sadness. At that time, every time Song Wangchen went out, Mo Yun stayed in the South Courtyard all day long, playing the piano, dancing swords, and talking nonsense. Although he never made Song Wangchen look good, he was still annoyed with him, but he was just right.

When Song Wangchen went out again, Mo Yun told him half-truely that he named Yaoqin Chouli and could compose a new song called "Leichou", which played the friendship he gave alone and Song Wangchen's heartlessness and righteousness.

Until later, after Mo Yun was deposed for Xiangling's cultivation and expelled from Muxi, he was forced to return to Qinzhou to take over Mo's family, the two rarely met.

Although Song Wangchen did not say it, he thought he was a close friend in his heart. At that time, he didn't understand why Mo Yun was willing to do anything in the world for a snake demon, and would rather be deprived of his cultivation than hand over her, or even sacrifice his life for her.

But now he understood that if he loves someone, no matter whether she is a human or a demon, good or evil, beauty or ugly, as long as that person is her, he can be born without fear and death without fear.

Ji Nuan curled her lips and chuckled, still remembering the snowy winter. When she saw the long hair and back with a waist, she even called Mo Yun "Miss". Fortunately, he didn't care and invisibly approached her relationship with Song Wangchen.

At this moment, the two of them lived in Xiangyou Garden, stroking Mo Yun's Yaoqin, and I don't know what their ending would be?

Perhaps this song was too desolate, the smile on Ji Nuan's face gradually became stiff, and a hazy look suddenly appeared in her eyes.

Shaking his head, shook off the melancholy that disturbed people's mood, slowly walked behind Song Wangchen, sat down, hugged his knees and leaned against his shoulder, closed his eyes and enjoyed the fleeting half-day joy.

The silent silence made the two feel very comforted. After the song ended, Song Wangchen changed into a light song and continued to pluck the strings.

The sun shone brightly, and the dazzling light sprinkled all over the floor from the windowsill. The airflow gradually warmed up, but Ji Nuan's heart was completely cold. What she was afraid of was not only the few insects in her body, but also the demonic obstacles that Bai Muqi said, especially the saying that even Song Wangchen forgot.

But she didn't want to give up because of this. She still stood up and walked to the window with a smile, reached out to block the dazzling light, and felt the warmth of the sun.

A pair of powerful bracelets were on her flat belly, and the shoulders suddenly sank. Looking back, I saw a clear and handsome face, which was pillowing on her shoulders. Only in my deep starry eyes could I see my own smile.

After looking at each other and smiling, Song Wangchen picked up her chilled jaw again and covered her scorching lips on the cold cherry lips. The sweet and wet kiss was warmer than the scorching sun, melting her cold heart.

The two of them, who were leaning on each other and keeping warm, gradually became breathing. Finally, they parted reluctantly. When they opened their eyes, they saw that there were only each other in each other's bright eyes.

As noon approaches, both of them are tacitly understood and smiles happily again. Silence here is better than sound!

Song Wangchen held Ji Nuan's little hand tightly, and with great determination, he strode forward without hesitation for a moment.

As soon as he stepped out of the room, he saw Bai Muqi standing leaning against the zimuth tree with a bone silhouette in his hand. The wine gourd that had never left his body was gone, but he sighed repeatedly.

After Ji Nuan called out "Senior Bai", she walked to him with Song Wangchen.

In front of him, he gave a shallow dress and smiled with his eyebrows and eyes.

Bai Muqi still had an old face, slowly walked towards the corridor, and explained why he chose to activate the insect at noon.

At noon, the yang energy is the most powerful, the spiritual Gu is bloodthirsty and still likes wet yin. Bai Muqi chose to do it at this moment, just to use yang to control yin and relieve Ji Nuan's pain, but things will turn back. You need to find a dark place to change yin and yang to achieve what you want.

Mo An told him that there is a secret room in the Mo Mansion, which is brightly lit. On weekdays, Mo An would go into seclusion and practice in seclusion.

It's so good that the secret room is closed. If there is any emergency, he can make timely remedies.

Bai Muqi had already walked to the front yard with the two of them, pushed open a wooden door with a window lattice, stepped in, and stopped in front of a stone wall.

Ji Nuan was aware of it and took the lead to pressing the stack of books. The stone wall immediately opened. She and Song Wangchen had been here long ago, but they had never thought that fate would make them come back.

Everything that happened in the secret room flashed rapidly in my mind. Ji Nuan shook her head and smiled. Without hesitation, she stepped in. Song Wangchen stepped forward and took her hand and walked side by side with her.

It was still a stone wall and an oil lamp, a bluestone paved road, and a hundred steps were passed, and a white jade bed was located in the middle of the secret room, surrounded by a lonely and empty space.

"It's noon, and it must be the best time. The pain of the bloodthirsty spirit Gu is too difficult. I am afraid that you can't bear it, so I can only move forward step by step to get rid of danger.

From now on, I will activate the spiritual Gu at noon every day, as little as seven days or as much as one month, and the demon blood will definitely be removed. Ji Yatou, are you ready?"

Bai Muqi's voice seemed dull, but in fact he was worried. If nothing unexpected happened, Ji Nuan should be able to survive the pain of bloodthirsty for seven days, because he was afraid that those who were interested would take the opportunity to do it. As a result, he would be out of control.

Ji Nuan looked at Song Wangchen sideways, smiled slightly, and told Bai Muqi that he could start.

The bone horn and the spiritual Gu were originally connected in the same lineage. Although it was silent, it could be controlled for thousands of miles. Bai Muqi practiced witchcraft, but he did not think about using the spiritual Gu to control others. What's more, this person was Ji Nuan. He really couldn't bear to see it, so he walked out of the secret room and stood outside the stone wall. His hands slowly moved the bone horn to his lips and closed his eyes and started to blow.

The insect began to squirm in the atrium. Ji Nuan was stunned, frowned slightly, but she sat cross-legged on the stone bed with a pretended calmness. Seeing that Song Wangchen's eyes were always on her, she smiled and said that it was okay, so she told him not to worry.

A severe pain suddenly came from his chest. Ji Nuan could clearly feel the spiritual Gu biting her flesh and blood, tears were stained in his eyes, and his cheeks were still smiling.

The pain was slightly reduced, and the spirit Gu felt the body swim wildly, supporting the snow-white skin, climbing to the jaw, and then stimulating it down her cheeks. Even if she couldn't see it, she could imagine how ugly she was now.

Ji Nuan turned around in panic and murmured, "Wangchen, you go out first, I don't want others to see you now."

Song Wangchen walked around her, held her hand and said with a smile: "I'm not someone else, I'm your husband, I'll be there all the time!"

He wished he could bear the suffering for her, so how could he dislike her?

Staring at the firmness in his eyes, Ji Nuan knew that he would not leave no matter what he said, so he tried his best to curl his lips and smile, not force him.

A drop of bright red bloomed on the jade cheeks, followed by drops after drop, Bone Killer

The pain in my heart came from my cheeks, leaving spots of red marks, and the spiritual Gu slid down his neck again, sucking blood frantically.

Ji Nuan was so painful that her eyebrows were tightly twisted, and she was sweating like rain. Her clear eyes had already flooded with disasters, and tears fell, but she gritted her teeth and endured it.

The pain gradually spread throughout the body. Seeing that the worm had already wandered to the wrist, biting it in one bite, a dazzling blood flower spread. Ji Nuan was so painful that her whole body was convulsed, and she couldn't help sobbing again.

Song Wangchen hugged her tightly, reached her hand to her lips, and told Ji Nuan that she could bite him.

Ji Nuan curled up in his arms, shook her head constantly, the pain continued to intensify, and the worms in her body had begun to swim wildly. She couldn't tell how many of them were, just like the whole body was full of bloodthirsty Gu worms that were swelling wildly. Ji Nuan also changed from sobs at the beginning to crying with a burst of voice.

The tears that kept gushing out soaked the blue clothes on Song Wangchen's chest wet, and his heart was also wet. He held Ji Nuan. Although he could not share her pain, he was already in pain so that his eyes were filled with tears and his face was pale.

After more than half a minute of stalemate, the insects wandering in their bodies suddenly slowed down and crawled towards their atrium, but this did not mean that their bloodthirsty ended, but rather the beginning of another painful beginning.

The pain in the body was slightly relieved, Ji Nuan raised her head and smiled hard at Song Wangchen. The messy black hair was wet on her cheeks, and the spots of redness filled the snow-white skin, which looked particularly dazzling.

She wanted to soothe Song Wangchen's frown brows, but the moment she raised her hand, a torn pain came from her chest. She could feel the insects were biting her heart veins wildly.

Fear, pain, and pain that made her heart-wrenching pain. It hurt that she pulled her clothes and tore them off. Four narrow blood marks were caught on her chest with her fingertips. Blood kept coming out, but she had no intention of stopping. She wanted to peel off her chest and dig out the insects.

A scream of hissing made the tears in Song Wangchen's eyes suddenly slide down. He held her hand tightly, hugged her tightly, constantly calling Xiao Nuan and his wife.

Ji Nuan felt so painful that her consciousness gradually became blurred. In a trance, she seemed to be in the prison of Qinzhou Prefecture. The long sword in her hand was inserted into Yang Xiu's chest. The blood slid down the hilt of the sword along the blade, dyeing the blood of her hand.

She cried and apologized to Yang Xiu, saying that she did not mean it, but saw Yang Xiu's face with a firm and clear face, suddenly bleeding from seven holes, ferocious and terrifying. After grinning at her, she pulled out the sword and stabbed it into her chest.

Tears blurred her vision. She couldn't see the person in front of her, but she could vaguely hear Yang Xiu say viciously: "You killed me, and I won't let you go even if I become a ghost, haha..."

The rampant and gloomy laughter, Shen Deji Nuan's blood rushing, his whole body trembled, and a strong smell of blood was filled with her throat. She wanted to explain to Yang Xiu, but she was so anxious that a mouthful of blood spurted out and she fell to the ground with fatigue.

Her tired eyes closed slightly, and she heard the low and depressed little Nuan lingering in her ears. She was shocked to realize that this was the devil in her heart, not the real thing. She could not die here, and Song Wangchen was still waiting for her.

Ji Nuan opened her eyes desperately and saw that she was being held tightly by Song Wangchen. Drops of tears fell on her shoulders, and her heart trembled suddenly. Is Wangchen crying?

"Wangchen, I'm fine!" Ji Nuan stroked his black hair and smiled.

The pain in her chest gradually weakened, and the Guworm finally stopped bloodthirsty, and she survived.
Chapter completed!