Xiao Youji fell into the clouds, and he used all his strength to draw a cyan flame in the endless darkness, like a green snake hovering above the sky. In the flames was the immortal island that Meng Shu had been to that day, and the curling green smoke spread, illuminating the endless divine realm. It was devastated, full of wreckage and blood.

There was silence, as if there was no life.

He poured into it and hid in the soft fairy land.

Meng Shu followed with an arrow step, and followed behind Xiao You's fuselage with Zhu Chishen unconsciously. He was oozing blood, and his navy blue robes had been dyed black. The skin of the arm was opened, apparently injured by the weapon of the fairy god. Frowning, his face was covered with cold sweat, he dragged his legs, covered the wound on his abdomen, and walked into the house that was smoked with the spring water of the four seasons.

Before he reached the lonely couch, he fell down.

"Xiao Youji!" she screamed.

Zhu Chi hurriedly looked over, "I fainted." ”

Meng Shu didn't know how to come to this place, and the last time he was brought by Xiao Youji. She squatted beside Xiao Youfu, her empty hand caressing his hair, cheeks, and wounds. His eyes were closed in agony, as if he was still struggling faintly after fainting. The fragments in his arms glowed faintly, as if he was summoning Meng Shu.

Meng Shu's heart suddenly beat violently.

A phantom appeared in front of me.

She leaned forward, her hands grasping the clothes on her chest, feeling that her soul was about to break away from her body and become one with the pieces!

Zhu Chi obviously hadn't seen her like this, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with you!"

Meng Shu was so pained that she couldn't speak, her fingertips were trembling, and faint flame lines appeared all over her body, flickering and faintly weak.

Zhu Chi: "Meng Shu!"

Aunt Mei also found that the Meng Shu entity immersed in the pool was also very painful, but it didn't look like it was drowning. She didn't dare to act rashly, but she was ready to let Meng Shu interrupt and scoop people up. Her body glowed pale light, and suddenly, blood was pouring out of her.

As if someone had carved it on his body with a knife, traces of flames appeared on Meng Shu's real body.

Meng Shu couldn't slow down, and the pain that burned all over her body was emanating from the depths of her soul. Unable to breathe and not moving. Zhu Chi didn't know what to do, and the two transparent forms snuggled up to each other. Zhu Chi felt that Meng Shu's body was gradually getting cold, and he seemed to be hugging a huge ice cube.

But Meng Shu himself was like being roasted.

Physiological tears oozed from her uncomfortable eye sockets, melting into the pool.

"Meng Shu. ”

"Meng Shu ......"

Her name was whispered, calling her out of the boundless hell. But that voice didn't come from Zhu Chi. She slowly opened her confused eyes and saw Xiao Youji on the side reading his name.

With his eyes closed, firmly, resolutely, full of tenderness and remorse that he had never seen before.

Meng Shu tried his best to control his numb hands, and reached over to touch Xiao Youji's trembling body. Her hand caressed his pale face.

Suddenly, it was held.

His remaining body temperature was transmitted to her restless heart, soothing, soaking. He whispered the word Meng Shu and said to himself: "I seem to smell you." ”

Meng Shu was startled and suddenly withdrew his hands.

"Are you there?"

"Are you here?"

"I miss you......"

The fragile side that he had never shown in front of people was now exposed in front of Meng Shu. His voice grew choked and his Adam's apple trembled. The hand lifted weakly, clutching the half-fallen fragment from his chest. His bloodstained hands rubbed together, the fragments covered with a red film.

He smiled to himself and struggled to sit up, tears streaming down his face.

Weeping faintly.

Spice wrapped around it, cutting through his messy shredded hair. He suddenly stared in the direction of Meng Shu and said lightly, "You are here." Look at him affectionately. He felt that he must have lost too much blood to hallucinate like this, how could Meng Shu come here, but he really wanted to see her.

The water in the swimming pool became muddy, and Meng Shu was nervous because of the load on his heart.

Aunt Mei scooped up the girl with an arrow step and fed her the sticky juice of the spirit toad. Meng Shu coughed twice in Aunt Mei's arms and opened her eyes. Zhu Chi also gradually woke up next to him, and hurried over to ask, "Are you okay?" ”

Meng Shu obviously didn't react, "It's okay." What about others?"

Zhu Chi was a little unhappy, "What, you just woke up and wanted to go and see?"

She turned her head sideways to look at him, "Did you just see the corpses all over the ground, something big must have happened." I don't know what kind of rare thing it is, that everyone killed together for that shard? Have you ever seen it?"

Zhu Chi shook his head, he was suddenly a little surprised, and looked at Meng Shu's arm: "This!"

"What?"

She followed his gaze, and her arms were all covered in flame patterns, faintly emitting a red glow, like shards, and ...... The more Zhu Chi looked at it, the more familiar it became, and suddenly he suddenly realized it, and shouted eagerly: "Meng Shu!

Meng Shuhu pulled it off suspiciously: "How is it possible, what do you want......" As a result, he took it in his hand, but saw that it was red and flocculent, and the flames were burning. The smile she had just pulled out froze on her face.

The imprint on her body is static, while the hairpin seems to be alive, but they are all one thing.

Meng Shu: "Am I cursed by something, why are they all around me?"

Zhu Chi was also a little frightened: "The hairpin, your body, and the patterns of the fragments are all exactly the same, these must be related! And that Xiao Youji doesn't know what is hidden behind it, what is that fragment! What does this have to do with me?"

"That fragment ......" Meng Shu paused, "You come with me." ”

She led Zhu Chi and entered through the inn's inconspicuous small door. A long golden corridor lined with ancient murals. The torches on both sides lit up one by one, and the whole room seemed to be made of thousand-year-old amber, and all kinds of animal specimens and gold and silver sacrificial vessels were solidified inside.

At the end, there is a combination lock. Meng Shu gently put her hand on it, and the viscous cyan liquid instantly overflowed from the surroundings, wrapping around her white fingers, like an octopus's sucker, absorbing a little demonic qi to verify her identity. Meng Shu pulled his hand out, and the door was pushed open to both sides, and a piece of debris flickered inside.

Zhu Chi's eyes widened and he ran to the shard: "The same!"

He held the fragment in his hand and looked back and forth, "Where did you come from?"

Meng Shu: "I don't know. I...... I really forgot, I have the impression that I seem to have amnesia...... When I woke up again, I held it in my palm...... I saved it. After all these years, I can't remember, and I don't know. ”

"You're not curious?"

"How curious, no one knows. I always feel too tired, just live a good life. ”