Chapter 328

Miaoyin went to the bed and lay down. She closed her eyes and soon fell asleep.

Confused, she began to scratch her clothes, up and down, like ants crawling on her body, very itchy.

No matter how she scratched it, she couldn't solve such an itch. It was unbearable, which made her very tortured.

When she woke up in a daze, she raised her hand and looked at the red marks on her snow-white arms. Miaoyin's face turned white and she was sleepless.

Her legs and waist were itchy. There seemed to be small bags on her slightly swollen arms. They were itchy. The more she grabbed them, the more swollen they became. Small bags soon filled her arms.

Miaoyin hurriedly pulled her clothes to cover it. She couldn't imagine that now she was covered with these things all over her body.

Her heart seemed to jump out of her chest. If Jingmu Jingyun saw her like this, what would happen.

She didn't even care about the abnormality on her body. She stumbled out of bed and bolted the door.

After closing the door tightly, she sat down feebly against the door and breathed heavily. On the second day of April, there were less than seven days left. She must hold on.

Jingyun got up early in the morning, came to the door and knocked, "Miaoyin girl, are you up?"

Miaoyin's voice was a little hoarse: "master Jingyun, I've got up."

Jing Yun pushed the door and felt that the door was tied. He was a little puzzled: "Miaoyin girl, are you ok? I came to ask you, what do you want to eat in the morning?"

Miaoyin took a few deep breaths and didn't want Jing Yun to recognize the wrong voice. After suppressing the panic in her heart, she whispered, "I'm fine. I don't want to eat anything. I want to meditate quietly. In the evening, I'll sing two more songs for the two masters. I hope master Jing Yun won't be distracted and don't dislike my trouble."

Jingyun smiled and hurriedly said, "then I won't disturb Miaoyin girl. It's too late for me to be grateful and happy. How can I dislike your trouble?"

Miaoyin said softly, "thank you, master Jingyun."

Jingyun left without much thought.

He and his elder martial brother are masters of the third prince. In the daytime, they still have to go to the third prince's house and wait for the third prince's orders. In the evening, they can come back. If the third prince has nothing to do, they will enter the palace and discuss with their martial uncle about the prayer meeting. The prayer meeting of the broken cloud sect used to be very lively, but this time is different. This time, it must be perfect without any mistakes.

After Jing Yun left, Miaoyin breathed a sigh of relief. She got up and went back to the room. She could feel the smell all over her body. Every part of her body was extremely itchy. She didn't want to stretch out her hand to grasp it, but she couldn't help it. That kind of heart piercing itch.

She took off her dress and looked at herself through the bronze mirror. The small bags grew on her. Her face was still so beautiful, but at this time, she was already evolving towards a monster.

She opened her mouth and let out a silent roar in her throat.

Ah - she became a monster.

But she still couldn't help but stretch out her hand and grasp hard. Those small bags gradually swelled, as if something was forming inside. She was almost crazy.

She scratched the skin on her waist, revealing a little gray. She was not in the mood to worry about what it was, and sank into unspeakable pleasure.

After scratching the skin, there was no longer a strange itch at that place. Instead, it was cool and comfortable, which let her breathe a sigh of relief.

But such comfort did not last long. There were many small bags on her body, which were extremely itchy and tortured her. Miaoyin's eyes were sinister. She no longer hesitated. Her sharp nails endured pain and scratched the skin of those small bags one by one. Even if some of them bled, she seemed not to feel pain.

She closed her eyes and sank into such pain and happiness.

No itching, finally no itching.

Miaoyin didn't notice that those small bags stretched out gray hands. Miaoyin at this time was as terrible as the millipede, but she didn't feel it herself.

When the cool feeling of suppressing the itch passed, Miaoyin was ready to tidy up herself, and then she saw the hands that grew out of nowhere. They were gray, like adults and children, and their gray skin color was like those who had died for a long time.

Miaoyin's whole body trembled, and these hands also trembled. Miaoyin bit her lips so hard that she didn't scream. This is not her illusion. These dirty things are really growing on her. They will tremble with her trembling, but they have no life, but they grabbed her lifeline.

She is a goddess. How can she become such an ugly monster.

Finally, Miaoyin calmed down. She went back to bed and wrapped herself tightly with a quilt. Her tears flowed all over her face. Those hands, cold, squeezed on her body. This taste made her suffocate, and she could smell her own stench when she opened her mouth.

Such an experience is the most terrible thing in her life, and there is nothing more terrible than this. She cursed Liu Sanniang again and again in her heart. She wanted Liu Sanniang to cut thousands of knives, but even so, it is difficult to solve her hatred. She made her become a monster.

She used to be good, all strange Liu Sanniang, let her become a monster with full hands, let her slowly decay from the inside out, what she will eventually become, Miaoyin simply can't imagine, she now only hopes on the broken cloud clan.

She has the most precious voice in the world. If the broken cloud sect can save her, she is willing to do anything.

When the sky outside turned bright and dark, the wonderful sound didn't even notice.

She didn't wake up until Jing Yun and Jing Mu knocked on the door.

She opened her mouth, and her voice was still beautiful, just like the sound of nature. This was her last resort. She didn't speak, but directly sang. Her beautiful voice instantly pulled Jing Yun and Jing Mu into that beautiful artistic conception.

Jing Yun and Jing Mu originally wanted to talk, but after hearing the music like the sound of nature, they all sat down cross legged and listened attentively.

Wonderful artistic conception and clean breath can help them improve their cultivation and make their cultivation grow.

Miaoyin didn't sing for a long time, but stopped after two songs: "two masters can give me the song of the prayer meeting, let me practice first."

Jing Yun said, "no problem, Miaoyin girl, you haven't eaten yet."

Miaoyin was a little nervous: "put it outside, I'll eat later. It's inconvenient to invite two masters in during the lunar affair. Please forgive me."

There are several days left. On the second day of April, it's always bad if she hasn't seen anyone, so she needs a reasonable reason, and monthly affairs have become her reason.

After hearing Miaoyin say this, Jingyun blushed: "OK, Miaoyin girl, have a good rest. If you have anything to eat, just tell the servant."

Jing Mu is also a little embarrassed. Women are not better than men. Although monks don't care about gender, there are differences between men and women. Women's monthly affairs remind men and women of the differences.