Chapter Twenty-Six: Stay Away from Him
"What are you doing!" Meng Shu stopped with his hand and took two steps to the side to block Zhu Chi behind him.
The sash disrupted the rhythm of the whirlwind, and suddenly disappeared in the air. Xiao Youji looked at her, and then put away a hostile posture. He looked at Zhu Chi, who was protected by Meng Shu behind him, and sneered twice: "It's ridiculous that a man still has to hide behind a woman!"
When Zhu Chi heard this, he also snorted. Where is I hiding behind Meng Shu, it's just that she is agile. However, he didn't say that, and it could be seen that the man and Meng Shu were old acquaintances, and his sneaky appearance might have had a past with Meng Shu before. Who made him unforgiving, Zhu Chi thought about rebelling against the army, and deliberately said: "That's what she wants, why can't she protect you!"
With an angry look, I thought I could provoke him to say a few words, but I didn't expect it to be still cold, unhurried. Xiao Youji looked at Zhu Chi's arrogant appearance, and he couldn't make waves in his heart, after all, he had seen this changeable face too many times, it was nothing more than a sinister and cunning face.
Zhu Chi is a liar!
Once, he thought that because of Zhu Chi, Meng Shu's soul was scattered and disappeared into the Three Realms.
Now, I see the Yiren standing in front of me intact. Because I lost the memory of the past, I was not hurt all over my body, so I was still willing to talk to myself, and there was still a remnant of the original kind and lovely appearance in my eyes.
He suddenly felt that the life of immortality was not so difficult, and there was a ray of sunlight quietly shining into the darkness.
He couldn't let Meng Shu repeat the mistakes of the past.
Xiao Youji stood in place, but his eyes didn't even glance at Zhu Chi, who was about to fight back next to him. Zhu Chi cut and drank a cup of tea against the wall, which was not as knowledgeable as him.
Xiao Youji's tone was still faint: "Meng Shu, you have to stay away from him." ”
Meng Shuhu looked at him suspiciously: "Why?"
"He's going to hurt you. ”
Xiao Youji has a thousand words and doesn't know where to start, he wants to hold Meng Shu's hand, like he did many years ago. He wanted to say softly, since you were hurt by that man, you ordered the sacrifice artifact, and there is no longer a trace of the shadow that he has relied on since childhood in the Three Realms.
Originally, the two got along very well on the mountain of Leyou.
Sunrise and sunset, clouds roll up.
At that time, Meng Shu and he would sit on the silver jade stone at the highest point on the mountain, watching Xihe drive by the sky. The multicolored wings of the golden crow followed, dyeing a golden galaxy in the gradually darkening sky. The white deer in the forest would snatch the fruit from Meng Shu's hands and eat it, and the juice splashed on her milky white skirt again.
A long time ago, innocent, spring flowers and spring clothes.
The eyebrows are clear, dark and gentle.
At that time, she didn't have the strangeness and coldness of her body now, and she could feel the cold on her body swishing out from a few meters away. It was a serious injury she had once suffered that had never healed. Meng Shu had amnesia, but he still remembered. She was pierced by the long sword made of ice, and from her chest to her back, the hot blood melted the ice, and it was dark red, sad and desperate. The fiery blood and tears sprinkled in the ice and snow, and condensed into frost under the cold, like a blooming ice hibiscus.
Meng Shu looked at Xiao Youji's dark eyes, like bottomless pools of water, reflecting his unfamiliar aura.
Xiao Youji's words just now were imprinted in Meng Shu's heart.
He's going to hurt you.
For a while, it seemed that the two of them also had a bad fate in their past and present lives, and they couldn't tell the difference.
Xiao Youji knew her past, but she didn't want to believe everything this person said from the bottom of her heart. She felt a faint resistance from the depths of her soul, an instinctive, life-saving energy.
"It's going to change. ”
"There's no blue alert, why is it suddenly cloudy?"
"Let's go, let's go, hurry up and take a taxi back, otherwise it will become a soup chicken again, and the city will definitely be blocked to death!"
A few little girls who were enjoying afternoon tea were chattering and were about to pack up and leave. It was sunny just now, and the afternoon was hot, but I didn't want to suddenly change my appearance.
Black clouds crush the city.
Meng Shu walked to the glass door, looked up and peeked at the Tianhe, and the clouds rushed here from all directions like a giant python. In the distance, a dark black fog rolled up, and the sky was faintly dizzy, and soon the rain was pouring down.
She knew it wasn't going to rain.
It was thunder, rolling and moving.
The wind rushed like a fiery serpent.
Meng Shu turned his head and his eyes were sharp: "You brought someone here?"
Xiao Youji looked at this scene, and his heart was half cold. It can't be that little ancestor coming, right?
He restrained his complaint to Meng Shu, looked at her and Zhu Chi, and his throat was fishy.
She clenched her fists, and the purple qi around her came out of her body, wrapping around several people like snakes. Her expression was frozen with a hint of solidity, and the long whip in her hand loomed. Even the pupils shone with purple light, even more dazzling than the lightning. Even the guests who came to the inn to eat could feel the sudden depression.
She sneered: "Summoned all the heavenly thunders, is Kunlun too much in charge? The demon world and the human world, it is not your turn to intervene." ”
In a word, Xiao Youji was divided into the enemy's sequence.
He saw helplessly Meng Shu's murderous aura gathering from all directions, but the person in front of him was still suppressing his anger and not venting.
Zhu Chi raised his eyes and looked at the evil aura coming from the sky, and he had a feeling that a big war was imminent. The roses in the glass teacups on the table rolled up and down, and the lanterns on the roof swayed.
Xiao Youji didn't rush to defend himself, and said in a deep voice, "Quick, you two, hide upstairs." ”
Meng Shu nodded, but for some reason, this somewhat anxious voice made her a little calm. pulled Zhu Chi and ran upstairs on his feet, leaving Xiao Youji and Aunt Mei who was greeting guests on the side just now.
Zhu Chi whispered in his ear: "Why did you believe him, what if the net is all gone?"
Meng Shu glanced at him and ignored him.
The two of them closed the curtains on the second floor, and Zhu Chi originally wanted to stretch his neck to take a look, but was pulled back by Meng Shuyi. Two people sit in front of a small screen on a monitor.
Zhu Chi looked curiously at Xiao Youji's tall figure on the screen, and he was wearing a dark ink clothes. Zhu Chi shook his head with a smile, "The yin qi is too heavy, not suitable for you." ”
"Talking a lot. ”
Aunt May continued to greet the guests, check out, and pack as if nothing had happened. It wasn't raining outside, but there was thunder. Unlike the thunder on weekdays, it has a penetrating force, like a heartbeat, which makes people feel that it is shaking in your heart, which is very uncomfortable.
A bolt of lightning rushed down from the clouds and struck outside the inn door.
The shadows of the trees swayed, and the leaves fell in clusters.
A young girl walked in, with an oval face and a colorful floral dress. She had a colorful hairpin on her head, and the feathers on it had a colorful and magnificent sheen even in the dim light and shadow. Step by step, her feathers fluttering into a white dot in the monitor.
Meng Shu recognized that it was a demon who had cultivated for thousands of years to give birth to beautiful and gorgeous feathers.
It's ridiculous that it was actually made into a decorative hairpin by God.