Junyun has been very busy recently, and most of the internal and external affairs of his family are handled by him, and there have been a lot of things suddenly in the past few days.

He didn't have time to stay with me, and his piano was put on hold for a long time.

Fortunately, I have a lot of free time, and from time to time I want to clean the piano surface for him.

I remember all the things that were designed to take his heart's blood, all of which ended in failure, and to this day I have touched his chest, and when I want to go straight into the flesh to get blood.

Unexpectedly, he took his hand and pinched it. It's not that he has a quirk of liking my hands.

Can't figure it out.

There is a incense cup in his room, which smells faintly fragrant, and the incense with the smell of melons and fruits is really rare, and few people use it.

When I mix the incense in it, I am afraid that the two incense will be very different and suspicious. I mixed in the fragrance of melons and fruits.

At that time, he came on clogs. The quaintly carved railing was stained with dew, and there was a sense of hazy crimson. The cup has shallow silk, and the dark fragrance is wrapped around his fingers, and he is scattered into the mortal womb of the flesh.

Sure enough, he put down the scroll in his hand on the beauty couch and fell into a dream.

The wide-sleeved robe was just casually put on him, his long hair hung down on the beauty couch, his eyebrows were bent and stretched, and his eyes were closed for a rare leisure.

The chest is broad. When my hand touched the thumping of my heart, I couldn't wait, and a sharp blade came out of my hand, and the edge of it was aimed at his chest.

The body covered by the green shirt, but in an instant, I will get the blood of my heart.

At this time, he opened his eyes slightly, and there were traces of depression in his eyes. I was so frightened that the blade in my hand fell to the ground, and I wanted to defend myself as I either ran away or suffered the consequences of being put to death.

"Dress...... He browled his brows and groaned, looking like he was still in a state ......of confusion. It turned out that he was not awake in a dream.

I exhaled, "I'm here." Pick up his hand that fell on the edge of the couch and let him feel the touch, "You're too tired." ”

"Just get some sleep. ”

It took some soothing to calm him down. Although the dream was short, such a heavy fragrance did not make him faint completely, and I can't figure out why.

When he got busy, I had less time to be with him.

Depressed......

At the beginning of the drizzle, the delphinium stopped at the eaves and flew away for a while, and a few dragonflies stood in front of the door and opened a few hibiscus, the hibiscus was much more dewy, and it was very delicate.

A light mist passed through the hall.

I squatted in front of the door and waited for the owl, and the ants of the ground were with me.

The ant's body is small and weak, and it disappears with a slight pinch. I squatted down well, and suddenly saw a light and shadow in front of me, covering the brightness in front of my eyes. I was startled and shouted with a smile, "Ah Luo!"

I rubbed my ears and saw clearly, it turned out that it wasn't Ah Luo. This son's light purple clothes are fluttering, a python belt is tied around his waist, his black hair is crowned and tied, and his face is delicate and elegant.

It's a little familiar.

He saw me close the fan: "Zi ......" He thought for a while, "Girl, I am fortunate to have a good meeting." Why are you here?"

I rubbed my chin and looked at it for a while, remembering that this was not the son named Su Yang, or the younger brother of Su Shang's mother. I thought to myself, I was afraid that he would not have come to me for revenge.

This time he came to Jun's house, because he found that Junwei did something immoral. I said seriously: "My name is Xuanli, you can call me Xuanli girl." ”

"Actually, I'm ......," I thought about it seriously, "I'm Junwen's eldest sister." "Take advantage of Junyun, take advantage of it and be down-to-earth and comfortable.

Actually, I want to say that I'm Junyun's little mother, but he won't believe it when I think I'm still young.

"Jun Xuanli," I added. I really sighed that I was witty and quick to react, and I could be called first-class in acting.

The son in front of him nodded and smiled, "Contemptible words, Miss Xuanli can call contemptible words." ”

Su Yang Gongzi is very approachable and has a slight sense of intimacy. I asked him why. He said that his brother's death was related to the Jun family.

I've heard a little about the death of his brother Su Shang. On the way Su Shang was escorted to Kyoto for interrogation, a group of black-clothed guards were shocked to rob the prisoner, and when the two sides were fighting, Su Shang was killed by the black-clothed guards.

The black-clad guards were all exterminated, and each corpse had a very ghostly totem. After investigation, this totem was actually the emblem of the Shadow Hall organized by the Demon Clan's Wu Ma clan.

However, the leader of the black-clothed guard also had a piece of green jade pendant in his hand that belonged to the Jun clan to dispatch the edict.

The feud between Wu Ma and Jun is well known, and the controversy caused by this matter is numerous, and the lectures are varied, which are even more strange than what the storyteller said.

I shook my head to show sympathy for him, although he didn't look upset. I told him that Junyu was afraid that he wouldn't be able to see you for the past few days.

Although he was pity, he was not discouraged at all, so he squatted with me to count the ants without saying a word.

I was very relieved that there were people waiting for me.

Once, when I was listening to a book, there was a passage that I remember very clearly: "Jun Tong is extremely ruthless, and there are countless methods of torturing people. How many decent people have succumbed to his notoriety......"

I was suspicious, and I felt that Junwen, who had a deep relationship with Junwei, was scheming, but not the kind of vicious person. I am afraid that the world has misunderstood him deeply......

But it's just harming me, it's harming me. When I got a glimpse of his true face, I was dumbfounded......

At noon, when he rarely came back to rest, I brought him soup and water to comfort him. The chicken in the stew is much fatter than Yicheng, and I suppressed myself on the way, but I couldn't stop my saliva.

When I was about to knock, I heard it.

"The porcelain bone lamp will never be extinguished, and you will live forever in the Lord, how can such a small person be an opponent......

When I heard about the porcelain bone lamp, I became interested in eavesdropping.

After a moment of indifference.

"But though these traitors have given orders to me, they are not of my race, and their hearts will be different. It's hard to guarantee that you won't turn against me. ”

"If these demons bite me in turn, I will definitely fall into the mud and not die well......"

It really took me aback and frightened to hear that. His relationship with the rebel demon is like this.

I originally thought that as the Jianghu said, the Jun clan suffered a management mistake, so the fierce demons and demon beasts fled and rebelled.

After the incident of King Jiang Min, he fought with the human race and defeated the rebel demon.

The voice of the rebel demon chaos is already a short chant, and now what has attracted more attention is the increasingly broken relationship between the entire demon race and the human race, and even the more frequent small battles.

"Now these demons have come to an end. However, the turmoil they provoked continued to ferment. ”

"There will be a moment when the human race and the demon race will turn their backs on hostility......" his voice was heard in his ears

I don't understand, how can there be human beings looking forward to the war between the human race and the demon race. Or is he plotting something? What kind of plot can make him bet on the war between the two clans......

I had heart palpitations and tightness in my chest. I accidentally knocked over the bowl of soup.

He opened the door and looked, "What are you doing?"

Despite the fear in my heart, I pretended to be calm and picked up the broken bowl on the floor. I stomped my feet and pointed to the stones on the ground, and wailed, "I tripped and fell half to death......

"It's a pity that I made you a soup ......" looked sad and innocent, and sure enough, he didn't suspect much, and comforted me: "It's okay." ”

Ascending the tall building, you can see the passenger boat several flats, all wandering and drifting, and finally being covered by the reeds and not visible, the reeds are thick, and they are also beaten and washed by the hazy rain......

I told the spirit bird in my hand to bring this letterhead to my father.

The scourge of rebellion was originally provoked by Jun Tong, and I don't know what other reasons and conspiracies there are, but Jun Tong is now inciting the war between the two clans.

I began to be jealous of him, and if I hadn't asked for something, I would have stayed under the same roof with him at this time.

After the rain stopped, I smelled the moist fragrance of dew, and it was difficult for me to feel comfortable. I frowned, but I was on my heart.

He took a brown horse and carried me onto the horse, and the mud from the new rain had soaked the horse's hooves.

"It's rare to have free time, and I want to take you to relax. He said.

He waved his whip, only to feel as light as a swallow, and galloped with him.

The wind was blowing in my ears, and my heart was terrified. He clung to my bosom, the reins of his hand not loosened. Even so, I advised him to ride slowly.

He shouldn't have heard it, and his eyes were full of the bustling and noisy scenery along the way.

Riding in the streets, she went crazy. The worries and anxieties in my heart are all left with the sound of horses' hooves in my head.

I don't know when I rode to the suburbs, and my nose was full of fresh and refreshing dew and grass. He began to drive the horse slowly, and my head stopped shaking.

"You see, the scene of a city has been seen at once. Above my head, he chuckled. I smiled helplessly, in fact, I was protecting my almost scraped face all the way, where was I interested in enjoying the scenery.

However, if you are so slow in the wild meadow, you can enjoy a scene or two. For example, shrubs, green trees, and safflowers......

Suddenly, I heard him sigh for a long time, and it was definitely boring. I turned my head to look at him, trying to say something, and met his deep, clear eyes, and he looked at me for a long time as if waiting for me to speak.

But I swallowed my saliva, and the words were swallowed into my stomach.

I heard him say, "Sometimes I hate myself for living so clearly. The tone was light and unwavering.

I don't know why he said this, so I didn't answer.

After a moment of silence, he tumbled off his horse and stepped on the grass with heavy shoe prints. Caught off guard, he moved so vigorously and recklessly that he picked me off my horse and pulled my arm a little painfully.

Before I could complain about the pain, he was impatient, and after some tugging, I was pressed against the edge of the big paulownia tree. I couldn't guess what he was going to do, and he pressed his forehead against mine, sighing.

"What are you doing?" he said in a very strange tone, and I was worried about my own safety, "Even if I kill you at this time, no one will know......

His heart was pounding, his chin was lowered, and his hands were sweating. The fear of him has intensified, and I am afraid that he will not know about my intentions against him.

At this time, it is like a sleepy-eyed tiger. There were a few dead leaves on his shoulders.

He smiled and pinched my chin so I could make eye contact with him. The heavy snort was getting closer, and I was about to get out of the way, but the force of his hand kept me from moving.

The right hand touched his chest, and I realized that this was a good opportunity, but my hand only stopped there, and there was no movement to come down, because I was afraid in my heart.

He took my right hand, and in a moment it was firmly pressed against my head.

The back of my hand touched the rough bark and it hurt me.

I frowned, wrestling my hands to get out of it. He raised an eyebrow and said, "Unhappy?" I was puzzled, his eyes full of playfulness.

He didn't have to wait long for him to play before a beam of light struck him, passing from behind him and through his chest.

His chest was bloodshot.