Mu Qingyun took out a tissue from his pocket and gently wiped the tears from the corners of Ji Yingying's eyes. He smiled while wiping away: "I just saw marks on this fugitive's face and body. Miss, you did a good job. Don't be afraid. Don't be afraid. ,never mind."
Ji Yingying's heart was pounding wildly, and Mu Qingyun held her face in such a way that she immediately held back her tears.
Wow!
What kind of TV drama plot is this? A valley in the middle of the night, a fugitive, and a beautiful little beauty who can overturn a 200-pound man with one kick. So cool!
Inspiration burst out in Ji Yingying's mind, and her hands were shaking with excitement. Under the moonlight, the lake reflected the face of the little beauty in front of her. Her skin was so good, and the sweat beads on her forehead were crystal clear and clean.
The so-called sweat dripping with fragrance turns out to be like this.
Ji Yingying could instantly understand the artistic conception of those ancient poems.
"The appearance is strong, the meaning is distant and true, the texture is delicate and the bones are even."
The beauty of a beauty is really not just about skin and flesh.
Ji Yingying gradually stopped crying, and the fear in her heart disappeared. At this moment, there was a rustling sound in the grass not far away. When she turned around, she was immediately out of breath.
"Li Zhitong!
"
After the fear passed, Ji Yingying finally remembered what the bastard Li Zhitong had done.
He is her boyfriend. She has been with her boyfriend for more than three years. They usually have such a good relationship. She was so worried about him just now, but what about him? He actually pushed himself into the tiger's mouth in order to escape.
"You bastard, just wait for me. I'll take care of you when you get back."
Ji Yingying cursed bitterly, but after a while, she couldn't help but frown, with a strange expression on her face.
Li Zhitong stumbled over, his eyes dull and the expression on his face was like a fool.
Ji Yingying was startled, but her anger subsided.
Azhi looked very sad.
She thought about it carefully and realized that the situation just now was indeed dangerous and scary. We were all ordinary people, and it was normal for us to be timid.
Don't they all say that husband and wife are like birds in the same forest, and they fly apart when disaster strikes? They are not husband and wife, they are just boyfriend and girlfriend. No, you can't blame yourself for that. These are not just human characters, they are worse than animals.
Ji Yingying sighed inwardly, still unwilling to think of Azhi so badly. Judging from his current appearance, maybe he was really frightened just now, but now he came back to his senses and came back to save her?
Mu Qingyun changed his position and sat up, with a hint of something different in his eyes.
When she arrived just now, she ran all the way and threw a handful of good things into the ditch where Li Zhitong was hiding.
It is a medicinal powder that can pierce people's "inner demons".
It is one of the by-products when they study the ultimate move to deal with monsters. The masters of the Tang family have made outstanding contributions in it and can create illusions in an instant.
It has little effect on people with a strong will, but if you are someone with inner demons, you can easily fall victim to it.
Mu Qingyun now wants to see if Ji Yingying's boyfriend, the "devil" in the story, will be tricked, and what his behavior will be like after being tricked.
Li Zhitong walked over step by step, his expression becoming more and more painful. Ji Yingying stood up and was in a dilemma: "What are you doing? I haven't beaten you yet..."
"Yingying."
Li Zhitong murmured to himself and walked over while wiping Ji Yingying's body.
Ji Yingying: "??"
"Yingying."
Li Zhitong slowly squatted down in the pit not far away, lowered his head, and looked at something very intently.
Mu Qingyun led Ji Yingying with one hand, and did not forget to say hello to Little Suit: "I think this man seems to be sick and may be sleepwalking. We must not disturb him until the professionals arrive."
Ji Yingying suddenly took a step back and leaned on Mu Qingyun's shoulder.
Little Suit was also startled, shut his mouth abruptly, and grabbed the handbag and mobile phone in his hands.
Under the moonlight, Li Zhitong's face turned pale and terrible. He suddenly raised his hand to cover his mouth and said urgently: "No, you can't look like this, Yingying, I didn't mean it."
"You hate me, you
Hating me. "
Li Zhitong's expression became more and more weird, "No one should know about this matter. Your uncle promised me that he would help me open a gallery, and he would ask Teacher Lu to stand up for me and accept me as his disciple."
"Everyone knows that I will become a great painter and open a gallery. All my fellow villagers know that. If I fail to do this, they will laugh at me. They will definitely do so."
Ji Yingying: "What are you talking about?"
Li Zhitong's eyes wandered, and then he suddenly froze. He knelt down, picked up a stone on the ground, threw himself into an open space, raised the stone, and smashed it down with all his strength.
Once, twice, three times!
The sweat all over Ji Yingying's body suddenly burst out, and she shut her mouth instantly.
The little suit gulped.
I saw Li Zhitong smashing it while whispering: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
"Yingying, you're like this. It's better to die. It's better to die. Just die."
Ji Yingying: "!
"
She was horrified for a moment.
Mu Qingyun put his arm around her shoulders and whispered: "Don't be afraid, it's okay!"
Li Zhitong's movements suddenly froze and he ducked back. Then he turned his head and stared at Mu Qingyun, Ji Yingying and Little Suit directly in front of them. His muscles twitched and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Why are you awake now? Why does God want to go against me? ?」
He screamed miserably, took a few steps forward, bent down and made a grabbing motion.
His whole face was tense and his veins were exposed, as if he had used all his strength to drag a struggling person, staggering here and there to the ditch, and made a gesture of pushing the person into the water. Actions.
Little Suit is horrified—the man's disembodied performance is horrifyingly realistic, as if he's really dragging someone away.
Water splashed up and splashed all over Li Zhitong's face. He yelled, "Don't blame me. If you want to blame me, blame your bad luck. Who let you see it? Since you saw me, what happened between me and Yingying, then you You can only die, you can only die."
"When you arrive at the Palace of Hell, remember not to blame me."
After a pause, Li Zhitong seemed to hear someone speaking, his muscles twitched a few times, and his expression was extremely weird, "Aren't you here to save people? Save people to the end. You must help me and don't harm me, okay?" I will burn more incense for you in the future."
Ji Yingying's legs went weak, and she fell to the ground, trembling, her mouth opened, but she couldn't say a word.
Her boyfriend turned out to be such a person!
Thinking that she had been so close to this man over the years, and even considered getting married early, Ji Yingying's face turned pale, without any trace of blood.
The siren of the police car sounded from far to near.
Li Zhitong was stunned for a while, then came back to his senses, quickly looked around, and was blinked by the police lights.
"Yingying?"
He was horrified, "You, are you a human or a ghost?"
Ji Yingying took a few steps back, with a dull face and said nothing. She gave him a final look, turned around, and tears rolled down her face.
