Fantasy: My green plum is actually the heroine

She felt that she was lying in a deep sleep in the night, her senses gradually dissipated, her body was gradually cold even if it was wrapped in warmth, and she longed to wake up but could not open her eyes.

The boundless dark scene, only she stood alone in place, looking around blankly, except for her own steps, she didn't hear any sound, and even the space seemed to fall into chaos.

Here, there is no one.

"Huh..." she laughed mockingly, raised her eyes, and stood proudly, without the slightest fear.

Even in the pitch-black darkness, it seemed to be able to shine, dazzling, as if the entire darkness was illuminated by her alone.

I don't know how much time passed, as if eternal darkness, finally at a certain moment, she insisted on moving forward, wanting to break free from this shackle and try to keep her eyes open.

Suddenly, she saw a faint figure flashing in front of her, ran over and stretched out her hand, but only caught the air, and the shadow flickered away, and there was no trace.

After a long pause, a slight loss, he raised his legs and stepped out again.

She is like an unruly beast, alone.

Since eternity, endless years have passed.

She does not believe in fate, in gods and demons, but in herself.

But that day, she believed.

Encountering a destined person is a calamity and fate.

Along the way, even if the body soul is shattered thousands of times and the soul is annihilated hundreds of millions of times, it still survives tenaciously and unyieldingly.

Pride and self-esteem did not allow her to fall, until today, she finally saw a man.

The white clothes were stained with blood, and she looked like she was running out of oil at any time, but she had to pretend that she was fine, and she raised her dying hand and stroked her face.

"Madam, what are you crying about?"

His smile, so weak, so weak.

The pain in my heart kept rolling, I felt cold and suffocating, and finally I opened my eyes to see a touch of moonlight, a bonfire, and him asleep.

Yan Xueli didn't move after opening her eyes, because she was being held in his arms, her eyes were closed, her breathing was steady, and it was obvious that it was just a dream.

At this moment, the night is deep and the wind is cold.

They have a campfire, warm as spring.

Fan Yunmo leaned back under a tree and took her into his arms, so Yan Xueli didn't want to move, for fear of waking him up.

Since bidding farewell to the senior brother and sister of Yunling Sect, the two of them have been walking towards the imperial sword of Qingshan Village.

It obviously only takes one day to arrive, but while hurrying, the two of them played while wasting a lot of time, and they could not arrive in two days.

Yan Xueli was not in a hurry, and even thought that he could slow down and talk to Yunmo more, after all, even if he didn't return to Qingshan Village, he could still linger.

As long as several formations are arranged, they are not afraid of being disturbed.

She stretched out her hand, and her fingertips slowly touched Fan Yunmo's pale thin lips.

"Husband..."

Yan Xueli murmured, the feeling of incomprehensibility spread in her heart, and her eyes revealed a look of intoxication, which finally turned into a silent sigh.

"A dream is a dream after all, but if you have to die, then you have to let your husband die in my hands first!" Yan Xueli hooked her lips and smiled, she never believed in fate, let alone fate.

However, it was this sentence that made the sleeping Fan Yunmo instinctively perceive the crisis, and when he opened his eyes, he found that his wife was staring at him with a solemn face, like a smiling pupil, and his expression was too strange, as if he had made up his mind.

He was stunned and wondered, "What's wrong?"

Yan Xueli smiled lightly: "It's okay husband, you sleep, I have already arranged the magic array, no one will hurt us." Fan

Yunmo: "........." He

naturally knew that Yan Xueli had arranged a magic array, otherwise how could he relax and put his arm around her waist and fall asleep, however, he did not dare to guarantee that his wife would not take advantage of her deep sleep and do something strange.

"Madam, is there a possibility that the danger is you?"

After getting married, Fan Yunmo dared to tell the truth.

Although her temperament is still eccentric and moody, she is quite indulgent to herself.

"Concubine danger?"

Yan Xueli was lying on his chest, the peach blossom eyes of the water were flooded with temptation, and the thin clothes made him see the alluring scenery inside with his low eyes.

Yan Xueli's slender and straight legs were already close to him, and he could even feel the heat transmitted there, which was an extremely strange and wonderful touch.

Fan Yunmo was silent for a moment, and then heard Yan Xueli lightly open Zhu's lips and say clearly: "Husband, I just want you to die in my hands, this nightmare, I want to end it with my own hands."

She squinted her eyes, lazy and charming, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, looked at him, slowly got up after speaking, sat down, her eyes looked at him coldly, and the killing under her eyes made her heart palpitate.

Fan Yunmo's heart was shocked, but he seemed very calm.

However, Yan Xueli seemed to notice his abnormality, laughed softly, put her hands on his shoulders, her waist unconsciously swayed, and her legs clamped him tighter.

Fan Yunmo bit his lower lip, panted slightly, and responded faintly: "Lady, it's just a nightmare, why care."

Yan Xueli's eyebrows were affectionate, and Sakura's lips were red and full, with temptation: "That concubine's body is just a move, why should the husband stand again?" Even so energetic.

Fan Yunmo smiled bitterly and said, "Madam, this is a normal reaction."

If he didn't react, I'm afraid it would be her who should be anxious.

Yan Xueli bowed her head and kissed him at his collarbone, slowly up his neck, and finally held his lips, tossing and turning, causing a muffled snort.

When Fan Yunmo turned against the customer, Yan Xueli had already returned to his original arrogant and cold expression, took the initiative to leave his lips, the corners of his mouth outlined a mocking arc, lightly opened Yingying's lips, and spit out a voice that made Fan Yunmo almost tragic.

"The husband is a normal reaction, why not a concubine?"

Yan Xueli gently licked the place where Fan Yunmo was bitten by her, and her tone was lazy and sultry, like a fox spirit who seduced people to commit crimes.

Fan Yunmo wanted to refute, but found that she was reasonable.

Even if it is a nightmare, the normal reaction of the sick petite is not to want to strangle the one he loves the most in the cradle.

Fortunately, with the contribution of long-term friendship every night, Yan Xueli gradually became dependent on him, and it was already her own shape, otherwise Fan Yunmo suspected that she would have already started, instead of saying a death warning, so that Fan Yunmo could be wary.

This is to want to kill yourself, but also want to keep yourself lingering and entangled, Yan Xueli is such a contradiction!

Fan Yunmo knew that his wife was also a tsundere girl, and he was willing to tolerate her and give her enough respect, even if his wife was sometimes domineering, and sometimes even cold enough.

He stretched out his hand to smooth her long hair: "Madam, you can do whatever you want, of course, you can beat me."

"Does the husband think I'm weak?"

Her face was close to Fan Yunmo, and her eyes became sharper and sharper.

Fan Yunmo was undaunted and met Yan Xueli's eyes frankly: "Lady, my husband doesn't mean that you are weak, but if you want to kill me, my husband will naturally have to resist, but he won't be a lamb to be slaughtered."

"Husband-kun, think you can resist?"

Yan Xueli sneered, and as a result, he was grabbed by Fan Yunmo's wrist, rolled over and pressed his shoulder, and pressed the tree trunk.

He raised his eyebrows: "Madam, try?" We don't compete in martial arts, and we can't help but cry out in pain when we see who comes first.

"When the husband threatens his concubine like this, does he want me to eat and think that he can escape?"

She guessed right.

Seeing this, Yan Xueli put a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth, stretched out her slender jade finger, nodded his chest, and hooked her legs tightly: "Since the husband wants to compare, the concubine body is naturally accompanied to the end!" "