Miss Cannon Fodder Wants To Escape Death Flags

"Build an old monk and play on his forehead; build another young monk and play on his forehead; finally build a fanyin temple and eat my Tianma meteor boxing!" He Zhizhou was well-dressed and wrapped himself up in a white ball. He squatted in the snow to make a snowman while bared his teeth and recited ferociously. Lin Xun looked at the two deformed oval snowballs in front of him and comforted him carefully: "don't be sad, elder martial brother he. Although we had a hard time in those days, we have indeed tempered our character. If we lose something, we will gain something." He Zhizhou is shriveled and cold. After attending the Buddha Dharma Assembly, although he lost his happiness as a salted fish and vegetable dog, he got real pain at the cost of it. A good one will get what he loses. Ning Ning is building a snowman in high spirits not far away from them. Hearing this, he looks up and says to Pei Ji with a smile: "fortunately, we didn't go to the small class, otherwise it would be so miserable." Today is the second day after the Buddhist assembly. They returned to xuanxu yesterday. After a whole day's rest and recuperation, Ning Ning has recovered most of his energy. However, the state of the others is not so satisfactory. He Zhizhou and Lin Xun were deceived by the evil party. They shivered in the cold wind and read the Buddhist Scriptures for several days. In the end, they failed to subdue the temptation. Zheng Weiqi was forced to study Buddhist classics. For a long time, as long as she spoke with others, more than three Buddhist and Taoist philosophies could pop out of her mouth. They're all poor people. It's too bad. She silently expressed sympathy in her heart, immediately looked down at the snowman in front of her and poked Pei Ji on the shoulder: "is your hand very cold?" Today's snow is particularly heavy, just Zheng weiqi and others need to vent their depressed mood, we hit it off and went to the moon peak to make a snowman. Ning Ning is very interested in it, but he was born in the south. He has never seen snow several times. He is even stranger to snowball fights and snowmen. She tried to gather the snow into a ball like the one in the TV series. As a result, she didn't press it tightly every time. As soon as she picked up the snow ball, it broke apart uncontrollably and turned into white dust. So the heavy task of being a snowman falls on Pei Ji. His hands are big and slender. Unexpectedly, they are very flexible. His white jade fingers pinch the snow into various shapes. When he makes a little effort, his joints will appear beautiful white. Rather rather see full of surprise, listen to him low should voice: "not cold." Because she has been sending spiritual power to Pei Ji's body to make him warm. Ning Ning pursed her lips and smilingly approached him without any trace: "where did you learn to make a snowman? It's not like the first time. " She thought that according to Pei Ji's character, she would keep away from this childish way of entertainment. Pei Ji said, "when I was a child, I used to play with my head in piles. What's the shape of my head? Is that ok?" So the little girl on her side held out her hand and pinched the snowball he held. Naturally, the topic of "making a snowman" was forgotten by her. "Make a snowman." Pei Ji carries a sword with him, so he can hear the voice of the shadow. The uncle suddenly stops in the middle of his voice. After a while, he sighs and says, "Pei Xiaoji was so lovely in those days. Unlike now, he only talks to Ning Ning, which makes me so sad and sad." In fact, for Pei Ji, snow is not a wonderful thing. When he lived with his mother, even in the coldest winter, he could never get warm clothes. He could only curl up in the corner to keep the rare heat. Sometimes his mother was so angry that she would even take him out of the small room underground and let Pei Ji stay in the snowy night. The snow fell one by one, like a bed of thick quilt on the ground, but when he fell in the snow, he felt nothing but bone chilling. Deep in the night, the heavy snow and the dusk came down together. The darkness he was afraid of was everywhere. When Pei Ji was in a trance, only Chengying would talk with him. Then he started making snowmen. Other children don't want to play with him. Pei Ji looks from a distance and learns some skills. At that time, his hands were full of red and swollen chilblains. Whenever he touched a snowflake, he would be hurt by the cold. Fortunately, Pei Ji had been used to the pain for a long time. When he watched the white snowball gradually add his head and facial features, he always felt strange. It stands still as if it were a man who could not speak or move. Heaven and earth is so vast, only it is willing to accompany him. “…… Pei Ji Clear girl sound will pull him back to reality, Pei Jixun sound drooping eyes, just hit Ning smile pupil. Her mood has never been covered up. When she is happy, she will subconsciously grin. As she looks at him, she reaches out her hand, revealing a few beans and branches in her white palm: "these can be used as eyes and arms. What do you think?"The shadow of the past dissipated in that instant. Pei Ji silent smile, step back, motioned her forward: "you come." For the first time, I made a little snowman with Pei Ji. Ning Ning felt that he was very serious. He not only put the beans and sticks carefully, but also thought about it after it was finished. He took a small cloak from the storage bag and put it on him. As soon as she stopped, she heard a familiar voice behind her: "Wow - Ning Ning and Pei Ji, the snowman, are built at a master level!" Tian Xianzi and Meng Jue don't know when they will come here to join in the fun. Bai Yi blames the snow, just like two walking snowballs. The former was very excited, and he didn't stop: "Weiqi's little pig is also good, with round eyes, round nose and round ears. It's very lovely." "Master." Elder martial sister Zheng stared at him: "this is you." Tian Xianzi's smile solidified in the corner of his mouth, and Meng Jue habitually extricated himself: "this master is actually pretty, just a little ugly." …… It's a hammer break! Tian Xianzi swallowed his tears, and when he came to he Zhizhou and Lin Xun, he finally learned how to be a good bird and gave his first chance to speak to his good friend: "Meng Jue, do you think this How about the doll? " He really couldn't see what it was. After thinking about it for a long time, he could only use "doll" to refer to it. The two snowmen, whose faces are fuzzy and their hands and feet are deformed, are as crooked as mud. Their mouths are painted with red paint, and they are placed on the ground. It seems that they have strayed into a horror film set. Meng Jue nodded: "there is a trace of abnormal beauty in the ugliness, and there is some unspeakable sexuality in the obscenity. It is rare to see such a dynamic snowman. It seems that he can laugh and crawl on the ground at any time." "Wait a minute." This smelly boy said it all at once, and tianxianzi vaguely noticed something wrong: "this thing, shouldn't it be me, too?" Lin Xun blushed and lowered his head apologetically. Tian Xianzi glares at his good disciple Meng Jue. He thought this man was on purpose! Villains, these villains! "The master is here today. Why don't you show us a sword skill?" As soon as Zheng Weiqi clapped her hands, she suddenly became interested: "you don't know, master is not only excellent at swordsmanship, but also good at snow carving!" Tian Xianzi laughed with affectation: "in fact, it's not" very skillful ", just a little understanding, just a little understanding." After he said that, he turned into his own sword. Zhengse coughed: "I'm in a good mood today. I'll let you have a look." Even if it's the usual dallying sword repair, once the long sword comes out of its sheath, it will be a completely different atmosphere. Tianxianzi's sword is very clear, and the surging spirit power brings forth the roaring wind, and the heavy snow turns over the sky wantonly, forming a dragon's appearance in the middle of the sky. Suddenly, the dragon was startled and moved forward rapidly with the speed of thunder. The white awns were flying everywhere. Dao Dao's sword Qi is like light and shadow. But in a moment, he cuts the accumulated snow into vivid edges and outlines. In the originally empty world, suddenly there are more rabbits, cats and birds that can't move. The sword was invisible, like an arrow flying past Pei Ji's ear. Without warning, suddenly a sword stopped and whirled over his head. A round snowball fell from the treetop and hit Ning Ning Ning's head. The little girl gave a "ouch". This subconscious voice was light and fine, and his heart moved when he heard it. Pei Ji chuckled and said in a low voice, "don't move." Ning Ning is obedient and doesn't move. Because she lowers her head slightly, Pei Ji only needs to drop her eyes to see the snowflakes on her head. The snowball was not big. When it fell on her head, it broke apart and became a small ball. He stretched out his hand to brush it one by one, and heard Ning Ning whisper: "good ice." She pays close attention to Pei Ji's action all the time, so she can obviously notice that the action on the other side's hand suddenly stops. He hesitated: "in this snowball There's a note "The note?" Ning Ning Wu raised his head, causing snow crumbs to crash down: "what's written on it?" "It writes -" Pei Ji frowned and looked down at the small words on the note, and the words about to be exported were all blocked in his throat. The piece of paper hidden in the snowball carefully wrote in black and white: [happy birthday to Pei Ji]. All around the chaos of snowflakes suddenly quiet. The original clear thoughts become a blank, the whole world, only his heart thumping sound. Pei Ji looked up blankly and saw Ning Jingliang's eyes. The sun fell on her long eyelashes, like a broken flash of light. In her black eyes, the smile almost overflowed."Pei Ji." She raised the corner of her lip, her cheek showed a small pear Vortex: "remember what day it is today?" No one ever celebrated his birthday. Pei Ji was almost at a loss. "My God, I don't have to pretend at last! Come on, look at the present I prepared for you! " He Zhizhou burst out with a wild laugh, and mercilessly stretched out his right hand to make a big hole in the belly of his snowman. Inside the entrance of the cave, there is a long dark box he and Lin Xun prepared. Zheng Weiqi splits the snowman in half with one sword, and there is a rather delicate box hidden in it. Tianxianzi's mouth is pumping wildly. He looks at his two bodies that died miserably for no reason, and his heart is in great pain. "I still think the way I think is the best." Zheng Weiqi snorted: "just imagine, when younger martial brother Pei gets up and goes out in the morning, he can see each of us holding a gift as soon as he raises his eyes - how shocking." "Younger martial brother Lin's strategy is also very good!" He Zhizhou patted little white dragon on the shoulder: "with the blessing of snow, romantic death." "You don't understand. That's the mood of our Jianxiu." Tianxianzi said, "this blessing should be conveyed with sword Qi. Come on, Pei Ji. Take a look at the gift that I have prepared for you. The thousand year old Yunshen flower is absolutely beneficial to practice." "And me!" He Zhizhou grinned: "younger martial brother Lin Xun and I don't have much money. We bought an ice silkworm garment with Lingshi. It must be good for you." The front three are all poor men who are crazy about swords. They empty their private money and finally come up with some gifts. Meng Jue's smile was gentle, which fully demonstrated the basic qualities of the rich: "younger martial brother Pei, I heard that you have got Chengying sword. I have reported to the forging sword hall. This year, if you go to forge the sword, the spirit stone will be on my head." Zheng Weiqi said: "little younger martial brother, the only one, you know." "What's the only one?" Tian Xianzi said: "Zheng weiqi, as a senior sister, you must not take bad younger martial brother! Today is a special day. If I see this kind of thing again, I will confiscate it all! " Meng Jue nodded: "the master has no Taoist companion so far. It's really time to be taken away." Zheng Weiqi thought: "master, did you see Xue Xiao gouged out by Zhenxiao sword master?" "What Tianxianzi was surprised and exclaimed, "isn't it Jiangsi who wants her blood?" Ah, oh, exposed. This is the plot of Xiuzhen fengyuelu. At the beginning, Zheng Weiqi read it quietly in the school, and he took one. Finally, of course, Tian Xianzi watched it day and night. This girl is trying to set him up! Villains, these villains! Their side you a word I a word to quarrel, and that by the day envy son set off the snow, already don't know when quiet. The voice that rings out in the ear is all particularly fuzzy, Pei Ji Zheng Zheng stands in the same place, don't know what should make to express. Thank you? A gift? Or a more precious gift in return? For such inexperienced things, he had no idea of the next step. "Pei Xiaoji." The shadow on his waist whispered: "are you ok?" If it doesn't worry, it's a fake. For Pei Ji, the word "birthday" is no different from a vicious curse. Chengying grew up with him and saw the woman's fury and madness with her own eyes. On Pei Ji's birthday, her madness suddenly increased and her anger reached the top. Besides beating and scolding, those disgusting, full of humiliating words, Rao Shi Cheng Ying is not willing to recall. For this reason, Pei Ji was depressed at this time in the past. In the same way, because of the woman, he insisted for a long time that his birth was a boring and irreparable mistake. At this moment, it is worried. Fortunately, this worry seems to be unnecessary. In the quiet snow, Ning Ning stretched out his hand without saying a word, gently grasped his sleeve and shook it like comfort. Her touch is like a key, pulling Pei Ji out of the chaotic memory, and finally returning to reality. His face was still very light, like every cold corner in the deep winter. However, under his long sleeves, Pei Ji held her finger with his fingertips. With irresistible force. *as a master, Tian Xianzi is generous today, claiming to take you to the best restaurant at the foot of the mountain at night to eat and drink and celebrate the birthday of the little apprentice. At this moment, there is still a period of time before the evening. They go back to the courtyard to have a rest. Ning Ning helps Pei Ji to come to his house with two gift boxes in his arms.She was in a good mood. She hummed along the way, put the box behind her desk and raised her eyebrows: "Pei Ji, don't you want to know what gift I have prepared?" Voice down, Ning Ning did not get the answer, turned to face him in the moment, fell into a embrace with cold. Pei's body was cold, almost craving for the heat of her whole body. Her palm was as cold as iron, and she covered her back with secret force. His voice is very dumb: "you told them?" In the clear wood fragrance, Ning Ning can feel the ups and downs of his chest with his breath. She liked the smell and rubbed her face against Pei Ji's chest: "well. You don't like it? " He answered with difficulty I like it. " I don't like it. Just that kind of emotion is too hot, as a container of his small and damaged, almost unable to bear such a strong emotion, a time of fear to be at a loss, do not know what to do. This was everything he had never dared to ask for. Ning Ning brought them to him. The air-conditioning from outside has gradually subsided, and Pei Ji can feel his body heating up. Suddenly, her voice came from her ear: "Pei Ji." Pei Ji stepped back, keeping his hands still around her waist, opposite Ning Ning's four eyes. He has a pair of very beautiful eyes. The deep pupil is like the black ink, and the end of the eye is introverted and slightly upward, drawing out a light radian that can capture people's soul. Ning Ning looked up for a moment and stood on tiptoe to kiss his thin lips. Her kisses are very close and touching. In the cold winter air, even such a little touch is very warm and provocative. The body is cold everywhere. The girl's lips bring him the heat that fascinates him. It's like a small hook. It's easy to pull all the confused thoughts. Ning Ning kisses more skillfully and moves forward. This is similar to the action of guidance. Pei Ji doesn't know, so he can only follow her strength step by step. Then the calf hit the hard object, and the body was gently pushed by Ning Ning. He sat on the wooden chair in front of his desk. And the action of rather rather rather a little meal, take advantage of sit on his thigh. Pei Ji's breath suddenly solidified. It's a different feeling from hugging. It's more ambiguous and fiery. Through a layer of clothes, Pei Ji can feel the temperature of her body. It was winter, but the hot air of fire was scattered around him, which made his mind confused. In this action, Ning Ning became a little higher than the other side. "It's too tired to stand there." Her face turned red, and there was a nervous tremor in her epilogue: "do you want to see my present?" Sitting on him in this position was the limit Ning Ning could reach when he exhausted his courage. She did not dare to look for a small bag of gifts, but kept looking for them. It's a pure black scabbard, surrounded by sandalwood and full of aura. You only need to take a look to understand that it's not common. "It's for you, and for the photo." She said with a smile: "it has been with you for so many years, you can no longer wear the clothes of the old sword." If Chengying had not been put in the guest room by him when he came into the room, Pei Ji would have heard a crazy goose cry. Ning Ning hooked his lips, and his epilogue went up like a show off: "besides, if Pei Ji is such a powerful sword repairer, his sword and scabbard must be the best." He's not good. He's not good. Some buried in the memory of the past shallow surface, Pei Ji eyes a dark, trance, suddenly aware of the girl close to low head, without warning to bully the body forward. His black hair poured down on his side neck and shoulder, and his thin lips gently pressed against his ear, as if he could not help but open his lips. The earlobe looked so red that it was almost bloody. When I touched it, it was really hot. The hot air is like a scattered spark, which spreads directly from his ear to Ningning's lips, and then invades the blood through his thin lips and sweeps the whole body. Even her soft voice carried with it a heartbreaking warmth. He heard Ning Ning leaning in his ear and saying, "happy birthday." She stopped, moved her lips away from his earlobe, changed her posture, raised her hands abruptly, and held the young man's cheek in it. And the tip of her nose is just on the tip of Pei Ji's nose. This is a very intimate action, the distance between each other is zero, what's more, Ning Ning is still sitting on his thigh, a little movement of his feet can lead to the heat current of unknown way. Ning Ning said to him, "Pei Ji is the best gift for me to be born in this world." The girl's palm slowly stroked his pale skin, and gradually outlined the angular facial contour. Pei Ji can't move. He seems to have no strength all over. He can only stare at the smiling black pupil in front of him.The endless deep black whirlpool captured him in an instant. "I'm really happy to meet Pei Ji." She moved her legs to move her body forward and closer: "thank you for coming here. Because of you, today is a happy day for me every year. " She must have thought of his mother to comfort him with such words. It's too gentle. It is because of meeting her that Pei Ji is no longer the so-called "isolated monster" or "even the one who was born wrong". Some people like him tenderly and treat him so well. Because watching Pei Ji from a very close place, Ning Ning can have a panoramic view of his facial changes. That pair of black eyes dyed thin powder, red halo swing open, soaked in the eye socket and eye tail of the tear mole, like moving love, at any time will fall into tears. Pei Ji never showed such a look in front of others. Only when he faced her, would he put away the sharp thorns and show the most secret and vulnerable side. Rather rather continue to move forward, want to kiss his eyes slightly red, but have not had time to close, suddenly noticed not quite right. Strange, strange feeling. …… It's under her. There was a moment of silence in the cramped space. Pei Ji's eyes are red. Ning Ning couldn't help thinking that his face was super red at the level of the universe explosion. Even though she is. "Ning Ning." Sitting on the wooden chair, he was ashamed for the first time and trembled at the end: "you first Get up. " She wants to remember! Rather rather flustered and embarrassed: "that, that also wants you to release the hand first." Pei Ji realized that her hands were still around her waist. When Ning Ning got up and left, the feeling of being close to each other slowly dispersed. Instead, it was another kind of more secret and unspeakable rich ambiguity. She was so nervous that she wanted to bang against the wall and tried to organize the language in her mind. When she came to her mouth, it all became scattered words: "well, first, I'm leaving. You can take your time and wait for the evening -" - so what is she talking about! Ning Ning: "then, I'll go first?" Pei Ji was sitting on the wooden chair, holding the scabbard she had sent. Tide of embarrassment with the source of constant hot, he bowed his head and pursed his lips, reluctantly issued a dumb "um.". In a moment, the sound of stepping came from my ears. Before I left, Ning Ning was kissing him on the face. "Happy birthday," she said The sugar jar in the chest was knocked over by these four words, and the sour and shy receded in an instant. In his always lonely and desolate heart, sweet sugar spilled all over the ground. It's not easy to understand the meaning of the word.