According to legend, after death, people only die in their bodies, but their souls do not die. They will come back to see it seven days later, and people call this the first seven.

In the martyrs' cemetery, the pine and cypress are evergreen, and the white snowflakes fall on the pine and cypress, embellishing the entire cemetery with solemn embellishment. Xuan Qi stood in the cemetery, followed by beards and others, and sent incense and candles to the martyrs in the criminal police team one by one. At the same time, he silently told them that half of the revenge had been avenged and the other half would avenge them in a few days.

The little policewoman cried so hard that she was in the rain. She came here to visit the grave every day, saying hello to her colleagues around her as if she was at work. She was deeply guilty. If she hadn't captured the ghost hand into the criminal police team, these people might not have to die.

Xuan Qi looked at Han Feifei silently. This strong little policewoman felt deeply self-blame and a blue guilt above his head. Moreover, this blue guilty aura had turned into a gray disease, corroding the little policewoman's sea of ​​consciousness bit by bit, and was about to divide her sea of ​​consciousness into two parts. In academic terms, it is called schizophrenia, and in simple terms it is a mental illness.

"Don't do this." Xuan Qi reached out and grabbed Han Feifei: "You can't be resurrected by death, and you don't have to blame yourself too much. When they joined the police force, they were ready to sacrifice their lives for the country and the people. When they took the oath under the national flag, they already thought of the day when the national flag was buried."

It is difficult to unlock the heart lock in just a few words, not to mention that Han Feifei has entered society more and has not had much experience. Moreover, the blow this time is so big that it is difficult to unlock easily. Now Han Feifei's heart is like she is locked. She lives stubbornly in her own world, and she will not pay attention to the persuasion of her by outsiders.

In Han Feifei's world, she atones for her sins in a nearly self-abuse way, as if only in this way can her soul feel better, as if only in this way can her world be singing and fragrant with flowers.

But it is very dangerous to continue to abuse yourself like this. Living in your own world for too long and having such a sickness, even if you don’t become schizophrenia, you will become paranoid, and no one can save her.

A hint of pity rose in Xuan Qi's heart. Han Feifei became like this now, and it had something to do with him, so whether it was a responsibility or a righteous person, Xuan Qi wanted to cure Han Feifei. Fortunately, he had just started to have an illness and was not very serious.

Heart disease requires heart medicine. In the cold snow, Han Feifei's body is weak on the verge of collapse. Xuan Qi reached out and hugged Han Feifei in her arms and attached it to her ears. The girl's face was as cold as ice. Xuan Qi whispered: "They are dead and have gone to another world. Even if you blame yourself, they will not survive."

Xuan Qi said as the true energy surged around him, rushing into Han Feifei's slender body. Xuan Qi whispered: "From the sky, you must live with their dreams and their responsibilities, have a good sleep, remember that from now on, you are no longer living for yourself."

As Xuan Qi trembled with hypnotic words, Han Feifei's almost collapsed body gradually softened. Han Feifei didn't dare to sleep these days. As soon as he closed his eyes, he became a colleague of the criminal police team. His heart, which was already self-blame, became even more self-blame. It would be strange if he repeated this way without splitting or breaking down.

Xuan Qi carried Han Feifei to the extended Bentley car, and the spacious leather seat was like a big bed. Han Feifei, who was extremely tired, seemed to be an injured little beast, curled up in the leather seat, her eyes closed and she breathed evenly.

Xuan Qi took out a spirit stone from his pocket and placed it between Han Feifei's eyebrows. At the same time, he reached out to activate the abundant spiritual energy in the spirit stone. As the spiritual energy injected, the diseased energy on Han Feifei's head began to dissipate little by little.

"Good people do it to the end and send it to the Buddha to the West. Since you have helped her to treat her body, you can also treat her heart disease." The old man became more and more evil: "Crush the spirit stones, sprinkle the powder around the heart, and then rub all these into her body with his hands. In this way, the spiritual energy can nourish her heart meridians, and the heart disease will naturally be cured without medicine.

Xuan Qi didn't think much about it. When he heard the old man say this, he crushed the spirit stone. As soon as his palm touched Han Feifei's collar, Xuan Qi couldn't help but be stunned and whispered: "Isn't it a bit inappropriate to do this?"

"What's wrong? You are a doctor and she is a patient. You don't take advantage of her when you treat her." The old man also deliberately said: "After the spirit stone is crushed, the spiritual energy will quickly disappear. If you delay any further, those spirit energy will be gone, just useless stone powder."

"Ye" Xuan Qi felt that what the old man said made sense. He had never thought of taking advantage of Han Feifei. Now there is no difference between men and women between the two, only the profession of doctors and patients.

The palms passed through the collar and rubbed them on Han Feifei's chest. Two flat lids covered their chests that were not bulging but elastic. Xuan Qi lifted the two lids and sprinkled the spirit stone powder in his hand on Han Feifei's chest. The girl who was sleeping soundly appeared with a hint of flush on her face.

Xuan Qi's palm opened wide and rubbed it between the two mountains. The spiritual energy on his palm was like a tide, constantly melting the spirit stone powder and melting it into Han Feifei's skin. After rubbing both sides, Xuan Qi used his hands together, and both arms passed through Han Feifei's neckline, and then placed Han Feifei's head on his thighs.

He grabbed two little peaches with both hands, and the hands were fragrant and soft. There were two little beans on the top, which were pretty and gradually hardened as Xuan Qi rubbed him. He originally thought that Han Feifei's thin breasts should not be very big. When he really held them with his hands, Xuan Qi realized that Han Feifei was also a very informative woman who could not control it with one hand.

As the true energy gushed out, Xuan Qi's palm couldn't help but move, rubbing it flat and round, and rubbing it continuously. Before he knew it, the two little beans stood up. Han Feifei, who was supposed to be sleeping soundly, opened her eyes wateryly. She looked at Xuan Qi in surprise, and the two big hands that were doing evil in front of her chest.

Xuan Qi was touching happily when suddenly he felt a pair of eyes looking at him. Xuan Qi looked down and saw Han Feifei's big watery eyes. Xuan Qi forced a smile and said in a slight way: "If I tell you that I'm treating you, do you believe it?"

Han Feifei shook her head slowly. At this moment, she thought she was sleeping, but the dream was too real, as if it was real.

Xuan Qi rubbed his hands twice, rubbed the spirit stone powder into Han Feifei's skin, and pulled his palms out, almost insulting. Xuan Qi's hands pinched the little beans on Han Feifei's chest again. The numb feeling made Han Feifei let out a low cry. Her body twisted left and right, her legs tightened together, and her big watery eyes looked at Xuan Qi, and her scattered pupils gradually condensed.

"All this is not a dream?" Han Feifei woke up at this moment. She looked at Xuan Qi's cheeks flushed, her face full of shyness. Her arms seemed to be hugging her chest uneasy, and her breasts were still hot and numb, as if she was doing evil.

Xuan Qi didn't explain much, and sat in front of the front of the car to start the Bentley: "Where to go, I'll give you it."

Han Feifei took three deep breaths before her restless heart stopped restless. Looking at Xuan Qi again, it was as if she was watching a prodigal son. When he heard his silent voice, Han Feifei couldn't help but feel hatred. She had heard that he had a few confidantes, so why did she provoke him?

A woman is a completely contradictory creature. If she stood in the crowd, everyone around her would look at her. Although she was unhappy on her face, she was actually already happy. The country is beautiful and naturally beautiful. No matter where she goes, she should be attracted by others. Of course, if others see too much, she will not be happy. A group of men are all empty people who focus on appearance and cannot see their inner beauty.

Sometimes some women will deliberately change into brand new and beautiful clothes, dress like a peacock, deliberately wandering around the crowd. If the men around them do not look at her, they will curse them in the loss, all of them are blind with their eyes open. I am dressed so beautifully that no one comes to chat with me?

Han Feifei felt so contradictory. On the one hand, she felt that she was naturally beautiful and attracted Xuan Qi, and on the other hand, she felt that Xuan Qi was too beautiful and should not provoke her. Now seeing Xuan Qi ask him like this, she was so angry that she said: "Send me to the Public Security Bureau, I want to report the case. I sue you for molesting me."

Xuan Qi had already driven the car out of the Martyrs Cemetery. When he heard Han Feifei say this, Xuan Qi stepped on the brake and pulled the handbrake back to Han Feifei and asked, "Are you sure?" The angry little policewoman nodded.

A strange smile flashed across Xuan Qi's face: "Anyway, I'm going to be arrested soon, so why not raise the charge?" Xuan Qi said and threw himself into the back seat of the car and pressed Han Feifei on the back seat. He put his hands on it, and in a short time, Han Feifei panted.

The troubles of young people come and go quickly. After some fun, the last shadow in Han Feifei's heart also disappeared. As the noise, Han Feifei looked at Xuan Qi affectionately. Xuan Qi also watched Han Feifei's two young people approaching so close and sticking so tightly. They looked at each other and hugged each other without realizing it.

The lips were tightly close together, and the two tongues were constantly bent and entangled. The heart, which was originally rational, was full of lust at this moment. I wish I could integrate the other person into my body now.

Xuan Qi's palm was pressed against Han Feifei's clothes, and he was about to take off the other party's clothes. The car was shocked. At this time, he heard the old man's inappropriate voice: "The disaster is coming, you are not awake yet, stop the horse."

When the disaster came, Xuan Qi was shocked. When he looked at Han Feifei again, he realized that her head was full of death. Xuan Qi was surprised and calculated, and couldn't help but laugh. He opened a gap in the closed car window. The cold and fresh air blew on his head to make people wake up.

Han Feifei looked at Xuan Qi with her eyes in her eyes, and almost got in by Xuan Qi. Hu Tian and Wu diving it. Maybe both of them will make the headlines tomorrow. It would be better for the cold wind, and the cold wind will make the heart calm.
Chapter completed!