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The purple-clothed boy gradually emerged from the crumbling blue light cocoon.

"Leave the song!"

Seeing that he finally stopped screaming in pain and seemed to calm down, Qianling breathed a sigh of relief and was about to step forward, but was pulled by the snow clearing mirror.

"Xiao Ling, don't go over, his breath is not quite right......" He looked at the purple-clothed young man, still frowning.

The light and shadow of the courtyard flickered, and countless shadows shuttled back and forth, emitting a sharp laugh. Slender vines are like long snakes entrenched in the stone walls and stone corridors, and countless small stone chips are quietly peeled off and peeled off.

Standing in the bleak night breeze, countless peach petals fell from the black debris that had fallen from the withering and collapsing of the peach petals. The night wind swept up his dark purple robe, and his thin figure almost melted into the twilight, and he stood quietly, fragile and helpless like a lost child.

"Leaving the Song ......"

Qianling looked at him and suddenly felt that she had done something wrong.

She wanted to help him get out of his self-deceptive dream, but she didn't expect it to cause him so much pain.

Yun Coconut's death is still unbearable for him after all, the deeper the love, the deeper the pain, even after a hundred years and thousands of years, it is still indelible.

Instead of struggling so painfully, it is better to indulge in a dream and lie to yourself that she is still alive.

Lige, what do you think?

The hand clenched little by little.

Yun Ye, if it were you, what would you do? Do you want him to be trapped in a dream and guard the illusion of nothingness, and he will never be able to liberate himself?

Hearing her voice, Lige's body moved slightly, and slowly turned his face sideways.

Qianling looked at him, gasped suddenly, her eyes widened in shock, and her whole person couldn't help but tremble.

The divine seal at the heart of the song is already as black as ink, and the treacherous and mysterious demon pattern spreads from the corner of the eye. He looked at her, but there was no more tenderness in those eyes, empty and mysterious like a whirlpool!

In an instant, the night wind became tight, the ground trembled, the black shadows screamed, and the air seemed to become restless......

The phantom flickered in front of her eyes, and she appeared in front of Qianling in a blink of an eye, with a series of phantoms, and grabbed her neck with her hand!

From Lige turning around to appearing in front of her in the blink of an eye, everything was only in a blink of an eye, so that Qianling was still in shock at the change in his appearance, and he was not half guarded!

Seeing that the sharp fingers and claws in her hand were about to penetrate her throat, her amber eyes instantly widened, but there was no way to avoid it!

A white figure stood in front of her between the lightning and flint, and the holy white light lit up in an instant, illuminating the entire courtyard in an instant!

Blood splattered!

The huge impact pushed the two of them away at the same time, and Lige flew backwards with a muffled snort, and Qingxue Mirror fell backwards unexpectedly-

"Mirror—"

Qianling saw the blood splashing in front of him, her face instantly turned pale, and she almost trembled and rushed up to support him.

"Mirror, are you alright......!"

She anxiously examined him, and saw that there were no visible wounds on his body, except that a blood-stained ivory knife had broken through the middle.

"Xiaoling......?"

A warm hand gently caressed the corners of her eyes, and the clear pale golden eyes of the snow mirror stared at her, revealing a hint of worry. Qianling was slightly stunned, only to find that she was in a hurry and burst into tears.

"I ...... I thought ......"

Quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, she looked at him very embarrassed, but saw Qingxue Jing quietly looking at her without speaking, her eyes gradually filled with tenderness, and she reached out and gently rubbed her hair.

The moment his fingertips touched her hair, Qianling's cheeks suddenly spread a rosy red, and she lowered her head almost reflexively in a panic and didn't dare to look at him.

Unconsciously, she and him seemed to have become closer......

It's just as beautiful as an unreal dream, a dream that will wake up sooner or later.

But even if it was just a dream, even if she would wake up sooner or later, at least until she woke up, she wanted to remember every detail of the dream.

Thinking of this, Qianling seemed to have the courage all of a sudden, raised her head and bravely met his gaze.

Qingxue Jing was slightly stunned, and saw that she suddenly raised her head and stared straight at herself, her eyes widened, and she bit her lip, looking heroic and righteous.

The smile deepened in his eyes.

"Xiaoling, why are you looking at me like this?"

He tilted his head, and reached out amusefully to poke her stiff-looking face.

Qianling looked at him seriously, his pale golden eyes with a gentle smile, and his fair and handsome face, as if flowing with warm and sunny blonde hair, with warm and warm fingertips...... It's like imprinting his every movement and expression in his mind.

Mirror, no matter where you are in the future,

Can you not forget me?

I muttered it countless times in my heart, but I couldn't say it.

“...... Xiaoling?"

Qingxue looked at her eyes, and suddenly felt her heart tremble slightly. Gradually, the smile in his eyes faded, and he softly called her name with some uneasiness.

That look was like a ...... It's like she's going to say goodbye to him forever.

The two looked at each other deeply, one with a sour heart and the other with an uneasy heart. Whether it was Li Xiaoguo, who had been staying on the sidelines and staring at them, or Lige who was licking the wounds on his hands on the other side, they seemed to have been ignored.

The two who looked at each other deeply seemed to be completely caught in another world, a world where there was only each other.

"Lige-sama, I'm sorry I'm late......"

Suddenly, an anxious and frightened voice suddenly sounded, breaking the ambiguous atmosphere that spread a little bit.

A wisp of green smoke spread, and a cyan giant python appeared beside Lige, and the golden heart of the god embedded in its head was scorching.

"You're hurt......" It looked at Lige's bloodied hand, its huge golden eyes glaring at Qianling and Qingxue Mirror viciously.

Hearing the movement around him, Lige slowly turned his face to look at it, his eyes were cold and expressionless.

"Leave, leave the song, Lord ......?!"

The green python looked at the black divine seal on his forehead and the demon lines spreading from the corners of his eyes, and the snake's mouth opened slightly, and he was stunned.

Lige glanced at it lightly, and raised his hand lightly-

"Danger-!"

didn't have time to think about it, Qianling almost blurted out!

In the next second, countless black shadows shuttled from all corners of the courtyard, like long thorns standing up from the ground, bending and twisting into a black long whip to entangle the green python entirely!

Hiss!

The green python was whipped to the ground by the pitch-black shadow and couldn't move, but it struggled desperately, but the more it struggled, the tighter it became tighter, and gradually the hard cyan scales actually shattered alive, blood burst out, and the scales splashed!

Shh

The green python roared violently, and the thick snake tail kept rolling and hitting the ground!

"Stop it, are you going to kill your spirit beast with your own hands!" Qianling shouted at him in disbelief.

Lige has now lost his consciousness, attacking and killing indiscriminately, this spirit beast green python has been loyally guarding the mountain god's residence for thousands of years, guarding the relics of the mountain god and the heart of the god, if you let Lige kill it, I'm afraid that when Lige comes to his senses, the most painful thing is him, right?

"Lige, did you hear it! Didn't you think of me as a cloud coconut? Didn't you say that you would listen to me for everything? You let it go right away!"

Qianling really had no choice, so she had to move out of Yunco, hoping to regain his senses.

Lige turned his face to look at her, slightly stunned, his lips trembled slightly, and his eyes gradually became a little clearer.

"Cloud coconut ......?"

The restraints were instantly loosened, and the dark shadows sank into the ground again, flowing like water.

The green python was mottled with blood all over its body, lying on the ground unable to move, panting with difficulty.

The purple robe fluttered gently in the twilight, and Lige looked at her quietly, a gentle smile gradually spread on his lips, and he slowly stretched out his hand to her:

"Yun Coconut, come, come here. ”