Grandma Yourui took the bowl and slowly drank all the water in the bowl. The purple evil spirit knife pierced the wound and spilled less blood. She coughed less and looked at Kuroha coldly. "These three are all born soon after death."

Kuroha replied lightly, "I can’t find ghosts."
In the era when they came, monsters and ghosts always didn’t want to search for the afterlife method and put them into the hell. There were many people in the magic door who specialized in ghosts and grievances to refine the multiplier. However, I don’t know that it is rare to see ghosts here. I found a soul that can be used to heal Grandma Rui. The only thing Kuroha can do is kill people.
Grandma You Rui put the bowl on the ground and looked at Kuroha coldly. "I asked you what you and Qingyuan Xiansheng Zhenjun are?"
Kuroha expression "feather son had never seen him before that day …"
Bang! A slap in the face violently dumped Kuroha’s face, and the burning pain made her mouth overflow with blood. However, she seemed to have guessed that she had knelt down abruptly and never moved a muscle.
"You are lying!" Grandma Yourui grabbed the black-winged girl’s hair and forced her to look up. "If someone hadn’t tipped him off, how could he have happened to wait there?" Everyone else is dead, and there is nothing wrong with you. Why doesn’t Feng kill you? "
Kuroha was silent.
Her silence made Grandma You Rui even more angry. She brought all the soldiers in the clan to die in the hands of Feng Soul, but she never believed that this was just a coincidence. She was able to get close to colorful stone by Ji Qiao’s nine pools of secret induction. However, Feng Soul seemed to have been counted as before, and some things there were really difficult to explain … including the sudden strengthening of Kuroha.
Kuroha saved her when she almost died. However, Kuroha was divided into fencing by Xue Honglian, the great disciple of Qingyuan Zhenjun. Everyone died or was injured, but Kuroha was safe. This convinced her that Kuroha had already betrayed the Yaksha.
"Didn’t you hate me since you were a child?" Grandma Yourui said darkly, "I haven’t treated you well since you were born. Even your mother was killed by me. If it weren’t for you, I would have killed you a long time ago. Don’t you want to leave the hag family very much?" Now that the opportunity has come, you are higher than me. If you kill me, no one will care about you anymore. You can go wherever you want … Ahem, ahem … "
"Grandma" Kuroha helped her. "You lie down and have a rest first. Angry words are not good for your injury …"
Grandma Yourui was furious again and violently dumped her hand in Kuroha’s face. This time, she left a few blood stains on her face directly.
"Grandma, don’t be angry any more. It’s because Feather is not good. Don’t be angry." Kuroha still holds your grandmother’s tone full of remorse and injustice … but her eyes smile.
This kind of warm words comes from Kuroha’s mouth, which has always been a facial expression. It makes people have a strange tone that is sympathetic, sad and cold, but their eyes are almost naive.
Grandma Yourui trembled with anger. She didn’t know what Kuroha was thinking. She never knew Kuroha’s heart world. This girl, who was rejected by her people since she was a child, was cold and cold, but occasionally showed a strange smile in her eyes. Grandma Yourui had seen it many times, but she never understood it.
So she can continue to dislike this girl.
"Grandma, take a rest first. Feather will take good care of you." Kuroha said something that should make people feel warm in a cold as snow and helped Grandma You Rui lie down.
Despite her disgust, Grandma Yourui had to lie there to control her anger and make her wound split again, except to take care of her roots by Kuroha.
"Grandma, don’t worry, I will help you find colorful stone!" Kuroha’s eyes have a black whirlpool. "If you want to get colorful stone, you can completely heal your feathers … and you won’t be disappointed."
She got up slowly and went out step by step. Behind her, Grandma Rui sighed heavily and walked into the forest. Kuroha looked up at Tian Yue and slowly spread her wings. She danced like a black elf at night and brought out a wonderful shadow.
Tired of dancing, she fell naked, her toes were light, the branches were light, her black wings were slowly put away, and she was gathered in.
Looking up at the bright moon, she slowly shed tears.
No one can ever read her. Never.
She never knew what laughter was.
What is hidden in her eyes is sharp and painful.
Pain to the extreme … Turned into a smile …
Same night, same moonlight.
Yin Niang lay on her side and silently looked at the moonlight outside the window.
Because I found that there was a wind soul in Kuroha, I was worried that she would be bad for Zhi Xin, so I hid my sister from his rooftop and ran to accompany him without crossing another one. At this time, Yin Niang was lying here alone, and Yuan Baoer and Mei Er slept in another bedroom.
When I think about what I saw in the library that day, I can’t help but feel a faint tingling in my mother’s heart. I know that Master is such a person. Whenever Master "molests" herself, she always refuses, which gives birth to a shameful joy in her heart. However, when she sees Master so close to his woman, she always feels sad, just like her heart has been stabbed.
Even if … That woman is Ling Ning …
Keep straight, Master … Master, open your mouth, sister …
Even though she knew that this kind of thing would happen sooner or later, there was a crashing sound in her mind at that moment, as if something had split a gap in her body. Although she knew that this emotion should not have her own female apprentice, she was one of his female apprentices, but how could she get rid of that sour taste? Although she knew that this was a selfish idea, deep down, she really longed for herself to be his only one.
She closed her eyes, and countless images poured in, and she was overwhelmed. She was gently caressed by Master, rudely kissed by Master, or waited for Master to enter on her knees … These things never happened, but they always appeared in her mind again and again.
It’s Master in the picture. The woman is herself … but she feels like someone else.
In a trance, she heard the deja vu conversation again.
-someone said to her, "You and he have a mentoring relationship and are husband and wife."
-her answer is "I will meet him in the afterlife even if I can be his apprentice."
With her eyes wide open, she stumbled into the bathroom, tapped the tap, and then applied cold water to her face. The water was cold, but it made her calm for a moment. She looked up at the mirror with the wall, and her face was pale.