"If we could do it all over again, I wouldn't want to know you at all. I don't want to leave anything to you, not even Hu Jiu, I don't want to leave it to you! You have expired me for a long time, what are you for? Xiang Huai'an, you just don't appear in your life at all, and there is no me in the world. The woman on the cliff snapped. The fox in her arms was also whimpering shallowly, as if as sad as her master.

"I can't fall in love with the son of my father's killer!"

She slowly stepped back, smiling at the corners of her mouth as if she were using all her strength. "Goodbye, Xiang Huai'an. ”

She dropped the blade in her hand that flowed with Xiang Huai'an's blood and looked at him in despair. Leaning a little behind him, he fell off the cliff. The corners of the girl's skirt fluttered, her long hair scattered in the air, and the shadow and auspicious clouds seemed to merge into one.

Meng Shu's side yelled at Huai'an, "Sheng Qiao!" to see this girl holding the fox and falling down, like a snowflake, falling into the turbulent water, melting and disappearing.

Xiang Huai'an was about to rush over, and he tore this voice and shouted the same name. His face was pale, and tears were in his eyes, falling down. He wanted to hold back, but he burst out of his eyes. He covered his face with his hands and whispered, "Shengqiao...... Shengqiao...... It's not me, it's not Xiangjia. Can you wait for me, wait for me...... Let me look at you again. A chill emanated from his body, and an aura of grief permeated several people.

Before Meng Shu could digest everything that was happening in front of him, he caught a glimpse of the 'Xiang Huai'an' standing on the cliff and jumped straight from the cliff without hesitation.

It's like life and death have to be with Sheng Qiao.

"What's going on, where is this?" Meng Shu asked.

Hu Jiu also felt strange how the woman's figure was so similar to himself. Even the name Hu Jiu is the same as himself. She squatted on the ground and asked Xiang Huai'an, who was already in pain and couldn't breathe, "You...... Do you know them?"

Xiang Huai'an longed for Hu Jiu's eyes and nodded, "That's ...... Me. ”

Meng Shu frowned when he heard the answer and looked at Zhu Chi. Between the eyes, Zhu Chi also nodded and said, "It won't be because it's too often." ”

She reached out and touched the "Taichang Ling" in Zhu Chi's arms, and thought for a while, "It will indeed be so." Tai Chang Ling can restore her original appearance, maybe she is like a mirror, reflecting the occurrence of the original story and history. It's like ...... It's like a save?, so we're stuck in the enchantment created by the Too-Often. Last time we were attracted to a thousand years ago, what about this time? Is it in the story that Xiang Huai'an is familiar with?"

"What is an archive?" Zhu Chi asked.

"Forget it," she said, waving her hand, "what now? How can I get out?"

Xiang Huai'an stood up, the crying in front of him was black and hazy, and the whole person stumbled forward. Hu Jiu hurriedly pulled him over, "What are you doing? What are you going to do!"

"I'm going to find her!"

The calm man went mad. Xiang Huai'an that Hu Jiu saw had always been faint, not sad or happy, even if he was angry, he looked at others with a smile in his eyes. Such a sudden and terrible shout made her tremble all over. Xiang Huai'an breathed heavily, sadness rose from his chest, like cold snowflakes, surging all over his hot body, and the surroundings became cold.

"Go find her. Meng Shu interjected firmly, "Since Tai Chang Ling wants to show us this scene, there must be a reason for it." Arise, and go and see. ”

Xiang Huai'an cheered up. A few people went down the hill to find the woman who had fallen into the river. The grass is green and the mountains are undulating. There was a huge crack in the sky, and Meng Shu stopped and looked up at the sky. Zhu Chi flicked her broken hair, "What, tired?"

She shook her head, a little puzzled: "This seems to be the crack after the war." The gods closed the way for humans to Kunlun, blocking the window where the original auspicious clouds and white sparrows and phoenixes were flying. Therefore, a big gap will be formed in the sky, like a wound that has been sutured. For a long time, it didn't heal for a long time. She then asked, "Xiang Huai'an, when is this?"

He didn't look back, and said lightly, "You're right, this should be the tenth year after the Great War. Look at the clouds and clouds on this day, as if nothing had happened. Hurry up, what's the use of thinking about this. His form flashed, and he flew down the forest, turning into a white light.

Meng Shu hurriedly caught up, and Zhu Chifei flew up like a firelight, and fireworks bloomed. He smiled at Meng Shu with a smug smile, "How is it, handsome." ”

She glanced at him, and with a hard blow, threw him a few meters away.

Finally, a few people fell to the end of the river, which was a small waterfall. Sheng Qiao was washed to the shore with her eyes closed, and there were no wounds or bruises on her body. She lay there as if she was asleep. As soon as the four of them approached, Hu Jiu suddenly screamed in horror, "This is not!

She incredulously wanted to reach out and touch the girl's face, but as if she were transparent, her hand passed directly through the girl's body. Xiang Huai'an also stood with his eyes wide open for a long time, the sheng qiao in his mouth changed his appearance in the moment of falling, and his whole body seemed to be more charming, less lively and joking. The fox Hu Jiu in her arms has long since disappeared, only the girl is still holding the clothes woven by herself, embroidered with the word "Hu Jiu".

It's just that because the word "lake" was broken, it only ended up with a "Hu".

Hu Jiu suddenly felt heavy breathing, she bit her lip tightly, her face was full of tears, and she was about to bite out blood. She choked up, helpless but frightened, and said, "It turns out that Hu Jiu is really not my name." ”

She suddenly laughed, countless images flashed in her mind, and she looked at Xiang Huai'an with wide eyes and looked at her in the same stunned way. Suddenly, a mouthful of blood sprayed on Xiang Huai'an's shirt.

Xiang Huai Ansheng is good-looking, with a gentle and smiling look, and a pair of peach blossom eyes, and the corners of his eyes have been crying and crying. His eyes are often full of regret and reluctance, even if he is bullied a little, he will not be angry. But at this time, the corners of his eyes gradually covered with coldness, and disappeared in an instant. He frowned and sighed, "So, all of a sudden, I understood. Hu Jiu, Hu Jiu......"

Hu Jiu turned her back to him, her face was defeated, and her brain was roaring and flickering.

Scene by scene, she, Xiang Huai'an, the border town, the southern courtyard, the elder brothers and sisters, Wei Shengwan, Xiang Huaiyu...... They are frolicking, reading and writing, childhood sweethearts, chic, even if there are changes in the family, they are also eager to live a dull life.

She stood up suddenly, turned her head and reached out to pinch Xiang Huai'an's neck, her eyes were full of hatred and pronounced his name, "Xiang Huai'an, I said that I will never forgive you in this life!"