C7

It wasn't until Ming Xiao Wan appeared before his eyes that Wu Qiong finally realized why this mission hadn't been completed yet.

The original intention of the system was not for him to save Xiang Bing, but to lead him into sensing mode. Other than letting him understand the origins of Xiang Bing's possession, its most important purpose was to allow him to find the bell that was blocking the evil creature's movements.

That bell was not used to help drive the evil thing away from the ice, but was used to deal with it.

At this moment, Wu Qiong finally came to a realization. However, it was all too late.

Xiang Bing was just the starting point of the quest. He was the main character of the quest!

The blizzard and the howling winds caused the wilderness to be filled with barren trees.

The snow and ice covered his face, and Wu Qiong only felt that his hands and feet were so cold that they wouldn't listen to him. His thin clothes couldn't block the threatening chill, and he could only see in the distance … No, a fox girl dressed in white was slowly approaching him.

"Mu Lang..." Such a vicious heart … Ten years of life and death depended on each other. So what if he climbed up the ranks of dragons and phoenixes? A hundred years in the mortal world was nothing more than a cloud of fame and power. I gave up the immortal position, just want to share a pillow with you, did not think only empty heart, wrong good people! I hate it! " "Ming Wan's voice was mournful, her eyes were round and bloodshot. Her expression was ferocious as she cried out like a cuckoo crying out blood.

Wu Qiong was so cold that he couldn't even open his eyes, "Are you sure you're not mistaken? I'm not some random Mu Lang, and you're not a fox girl! "

The cold wind howled angrily, Wu Qiong's cries were covered by the merciless ice.

"This is a crazy playwright!" At the edge of life and death, Wu Qiong suddenly realized where Ming Wan's resentment came from.

Even if she died, Ming Xiaowei didn't realize that she wasn't a fox girl. She had forgotten that she was an actress called Ming Wan. She had become so bewitched that she could not distinguish between people and scenes.

In any case, when Wu Qiong was still alive, he had also once been a lackey, so he could be considered to be one of Xiaowei's companions.

This Ming Wan was an expert in the art of art, devoting all her time to the green plum scene. She was like a mad woman, performing the same drama, "Fox Dust Tribulation", for ten years at a time. Naturally, she thoroughly researched the role of fox girl, and it could be said that she was the reincarnation of fox girl.

Paying her life to one's own business was originally a good thing, but the bad part was that Ming Xiao Wan had already completely taken it upon herself to bring herself into the role of the fox girl.

Mingxiu didn't have any grudges, she was just an actress.

However, in the drama, the fox girl was abandoned by her lover, and her body was filled with an unquenchable resentment. In this space, a chilling air that did not melt formed, piercing into one's bones.

Ming Xiaowan's death had completely brought her into the situation of the fox girl. Because the pain was hard to resolve, she had died due to illness. When she died, so had the fox girl's resentment.

And now, because of the System, the hatred coming from the fox girl was most likely directed towards Wu Qiong.

Understanding all of this, Wu Qiong felt as though he was being wrongly accused.

Without a bell to protect his life, was there any other way to save it? Wu Qiong thought deeply.

Wake up Ming Wan? It didn't seem too realistic. The other party was just a playwright. It was possible that this vengeful spirit's memory no longer had the memories and personality of Ming Wan. All of its knowledge had come from the play《 Fox Dust Calamity》.

Right now, the vengeful spirit that was approaching Wu Qiong was not so much the dead Ming Xiao Wan, but rather the fox girl that had come alive from Ming Xiao Wan's corpse.

His pair of snow-white, dark green hands had already landed on Wu Qiong's neck, as an ice-cold and sinister chill permeated the air.

"I want you to die a horrible death!" The fox girl's head was covered in snow. She laughed madly, as if she wanted to completely crush Wu Qiong's neck.

At the moment of life and death, when his soul was about to leave his body, Wu Qiong suddenly opened his eyes wide.

"Little Wan … Do you know that I am the one who felt hatred for you... There was a saying, "Love is the most important thing, love is the most important." Open your eyes and take a look! I am not Mu Lang, I am the Wu Qiong who loves and admires Ming Xiao Wan! " Wu Qiong almost squeezed out these words from his throat.

"What did you say?" The fox girl immediately let go of Wu Qiong. Only then did Wu Qiong regain his composure and desperately took in a breath of cold air, coughing uncontrollably.

"I'm not your Mu Lang!" Wu Qiong coughed as he looked at the fox girl with a sad expression. "I'm your Wu Qiong!"

"Nonsense! If you are not Mulang, who is? Who was Wu Qiong? "I don't know …" The fox girl didn't believe Wu Qiong's words. All of the resentment in her body was concentrated on Wu Qiong as she tried to strangle him again.

At this moment, the actors that had been developed over the years began to ferment!

Wu Qiong revealed the melancholy expression of Liang Zhaowei. "Have you forgotten that we are going to rehearse《 Fox Dust Apocalypse》 together?" I play Mulang, you play the fox girl, we are a pair in real life, we live happily together, then you die, leaving me miserable. "You've always thought of yourself as a fox girl, but a fox girl is just a fictional character, it never existed!

Wu Qiong had gone all out in order to disrupt Ming Xiao Wan's train of thoughts.

He very quickly created a character for himself. He instantly entered the scene and became deeply in love.

It was as if a person who had starved for ten days saw the chicken drumstick box in front of them.

"Do you know that for the past ten or so years, I've been bitterly waiting for you to find me?!" Wu Qiong looked lovingly at Ming Xiao Wan in front of him. After a long time, he still couldn't shed a tear, but his eyes were still drooling. "Luckily, I've finally found one!"

Wu Qiong felt as though the love in his eyes was about to spill out of his eyes. If there was an audience, they would definitely be moved to the point of incontinence by his melancholy and soulful performance.

"Wan Wan, now that I have met you, I have no regrets even in death. I know that you have no place to vent your anger and want to kill me right now. But if I die in your hands, I will have no regrets! "

"Mountains without edges, the world without edges, winter lightning shaking Xia Yu Xue, today is the moment of Jun Jue!"

"But I only have one request, I can only be killed by Ming Wan! Because I'm not a bullshit Mu-lang! I am Ming Wan's lover, Wu Qiong! " It was hard to tell if the words came out of the blue or were just spiteful. However, the expression on this Duan Yubai's face was definitely one of a film emperor-level expert.

The fox girl hesitated.

When she started to ponder over the past, Wu Qiong sensed that the frigid air around him was rapidly dissipating.

"You're lying!" Naturally, Ming Xiao Wan couldn't find any memories related to Wu Qiong, but thinking about it made her realize that she wasn't a fox girl.

"I'm not lying! If you were Ming Xiao Wan, you can make your move now! " Wu Qiong had a resolute expression on his face. Over the years of his career as a dragon, only today did he feel that his acting skills were online.

"Think carefully, are you a fox girl? Or is it Ming Wan? "

Ming Xiao Wan's memories before she died were very thin, at least as shown in the information.

Wu Qiong was actually betting on something.

Little Wan had lost most of her memories.

It was clear that Wan'er hadn't completely become a fox girl.

She mistook herself for someone in the play, and Mingwan's own personality had not really disappeared.

Time slowly passed. When Wu Qiong was lamenting that he was about to become an ice cube, the wind and snow stopped blowing, and the cold wind stopped blowing.

The truth proved that Wu Qiong's gamble was right.

"You …" At this moment, Ming Wan's eyes trembled as she looked at Wu Qiong in puzzlement, "I really …" "Yes?"

In the moment of hesitation, Wu Qiong knew that if he didn't act now, his life would be forfeit.

He hugged her cold body with a guilty conscience and kissed her lightly.