You cried and told me that fairy tales are all lies...
Zhu Ping'an, who was flopping in the lake, really wanted to sing this Guangliang fairy tale loudly at this moment. It didn't match the plot in the novel at all. He didn't even do artificial respiration, and even the posture of artificial respiration was not in place yet. I was kicked away by a pair of little feet wrapped in embroidered shoes...
without any precautions......
Slapping, screaming, being a swindler, none of these, but half a second later he was drinking water from the lake.
The spring was cold and the lake was very cold. Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but sneeze a few times while he was swimming in the lake.
"You are sick!" Zhu Pingan shouted from the lake to the witch on the shore.
If you fail to save people, they will be fucked. No matter how good-tempered you are, you will not be able to bear it. What's more, Zhu Ping'an, who went to the lake twice early in the morning, is not a winter swimming enthusiast in this cold weather!
"The water is cold, come up quickly."
The enchantress on the shore casually tied up her hair, staring straight at Zhu Ping'an in the lake with a pair of dark eyes, and her tone was unexpectedly calm, as if she had never been kicked just now.
Although his tone was not gentle, it still felt like he was being subdued. That's more like it. I'm here to save you, not to take advantage of you.
Zhu Pingan once again dug hard to the shore, and lay down on the shore panting to regain some strength. Zhu Pingan, who had just emerged from the water, couldn't help but feel the biting cold wind and the rustling cold.
The enchantress on the shore has already propped up her body. Because she has been soaked in the water, her clothes are sticking to her body, like a wet photo taken by a modern girl. Her close-fitting clothes outline a concave and convex curve. Well, the skirt of her clothes was untied just now. The clothes keep breathing smooth, resulting in the looming figure now, which makes people imagine...
To be honest, this witch has a very pretty face. Although she is still not as good as the dark-faced girl from Shanghe Village, she seems to have a better figure. Her curves are quite undulating after getting wet... From top to bottom, she looks like It seems like they have crossed the mountains and come to the plains, but by the way, what is this bulging thing around the waist of this witch?
In fact, all this mental process only lasts for one second.
In the first second, I was leisurely watching the wet witch
The next second, a sharp dagger was placed on Zhu Pingan's neck by the demon girl, which was the bulging thing on the demon girl's waist just now.
"Little brother, tell me, how do you want to die?"
The girl put the dagger on Zhu Pingan's neck and asked with a smile. A strand of untied hair hung down to the demon girl's face, making the girl's face look even paler.
Your sister, you must be sick. You are so weak and yet you still laugh. You love to laugh so much. Why don’t you show off your laughter! Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but want to complain about this witch, but he didn't dare to say it because of the bright thing on his neck.
This is a master who can trample five or six people's palms until blood drips from them. He is robbing and doing something. He is not a kind person.
"Is it really possible to choose?" Zhu Pingan asked.
"Ahem... You and I are destined. This is the second time we have met. Others can't choose, but you can." The girl smiled and used the dagger slightly to draw a shallow line on Zhu Ping'an's neck. There were shallow blood stains. Although he was smiling, his body was weak and coughed a few times, and there was a faint blood color on his lips.
"Then let me die of old age." Zhu Pingan replied casually.
When the smiling girl heard this, her face darkened, her laughter suddenly stopped...and then she coughed with an ugly expression.
Along with the coughing sound, a mouthful of blood sprayed on Zhu Pingan's face.
Well
No, it's just a joke, it won't make you vomit blood.
Zhu Ping'an's face twitched a little, and he seemed to be shocked by the scene in front of him, so that he subconsciously thought that this girl wanted to touch porcelain...
After vomiting blood, the girl seemed to look a little better.
"You are still very naughty...ahem..." The girl forced a smile and pressed the dagger in further.
pain
All vomited blood
Still laughing
How much you love to laugh, you might as well show off your laughter.
Zhu Ping'an complained a few words in his heart, but his expression remained the same, as if he couldn't feel the dagger piercing his skin, and he spoke in a chatting tone:
"Well, it was my fault last time, but today, I think you know that I saved you. No one can deny this."
"Yes, that's why I chose the way to die for you, my little benefactor..."
The girl looked at Zhu Ping'an with a smile, and playfully read the three words "little benefactor" again and again, but in a tone of "you have to die without discussing it", and at the end she deliberately stabbed the tip of the knife upward until there was a drop of blood. The beads rolled down the tip of the knife with a sweet smile.
All right
There were such neurotic women in ancient times!
He has a smile on his face, but he is extremely ruthless, cruel to others and cruel to himself.
I didn't pay attention just now, but now I realized that the witch seemed to have been seriously injured. Several places on her clothes were stained red with blood. She was still bleeding. She must have been on the inside, otherwise she wouldn't have been injured by one of her just now. He was so angry that he vomited blood. Even though he was like this, he still didn't want to save himself, but he still insisted on killing himself.
Judging from the girl's injuries, it seemed that if she was dragged on, she wouldn't be able to survive.
"Is everything else possible except old age and death?" Zhu Pingan asked lightly.
The girl smiled and nodded.
"Is it okay to die under the peonies?"
As a result, the tip of the knife was pushed in again, and it was not just as simple as cutting the skin, but also feeling the blood flowing out.
"Well, let's not hide it. Apart from this knife, do you have anything else that can kill me? I choose poisonous wine, but you don't have it; I choose arsenic, whether you have it or not, I don't have a choice either. If you want to kill, just kill me with the knife in your hand. But before you kill me, can you give me a reason? Even if I did something wrong last time, it will be enough to rescue you from the lake this time. It’s time to pay it forward.”
Seeing that the witch was about to be cruel, Zhu Ping'an didn't dare to tease the tiger's beard anymore.
"Reason?" The girl tilted her face, pursed her lips, and signaled Zhu Pingan to pay attention to her clothes that were unbuttoned by Zhu Pingan, "This is already the second time... You don't need to unbutton your clothes to save people. Well, um, little brother, your habit of undressing girls’ clothes is very bad.”
Well
Zhu Ping'an hesitated for a moment, telling the ancients about keeping his breathing smooth, it seemed like he was playing the piano to an ox.
"I am a person who has a clear sense of grudges. You saved me. I thank you for taking off my clothes last time. Logically speaking, this cannot be undone, but as a child of the world, I am more generous. But , this time you untied my clothes again, in order to clear my innocence, well, then I have to kill you. Besides, you fished me out of the lake, who knows whether you want to save me, or you are going to be a pig It’s not like we haven’t seen similar dirty things in the world.”
The girl smiled and analyzed Zhu Pingan one by one, and the final goal was to use Zhu Pingan's blood to wash away her innocence.
"Speaking of which, God has treated me quite well. The first enemy missed me, and now you, my enemy, have fallen into my hands..."
The girl looked at Zhu Ping'an with a smile, and there was still blood in the corner of her mouth. ;
