Inside the room, there was a person lying on the bed, a person sitting next to the bed, and a person standing next to it.

"How is it?" Looking at Bian Que, who diagnosed Li Qinglian, Ye Zitian clenched his fists nervously.

Just now, she was about to help Li Qinglian to the room, but as soon as she walked to the door, he suddenly fainted.

"One is because his body is weak, and making spiritual food consumes too much of his physical and mental power. Bian Que let go of his hand, stood up and said.

"Is it just this?"

"Part of the reason is why I don't know. Bian Que frowned and said, "He is very strange, but I can't say what the problem is." Everything is too normal, but how can ordinary people have such a normal body?"

"Is there a problem with that?" she asked impatiently.

"Maybe I'm overthinking, no problem. I've got something to do, so I'll leave first!" he turned and walked out.

Ye Zi looked at him lying on the bed as if she was lost, and suddenly she thought of something and hurriedly chased him out.

As soon as she rushed out of the door, she heard an exclamation.

"I see!"

When I looked back, I saw Bian Que standing there by the water urn in the corner of the wall, staring at the flower pot next to him, his face full of surprise and sigh.

"Hey, I have something to ask you!" she shouted at him.

"What's the matter?"

"What are you here for?" she asked, looking at him earnestly, "He's just an ordinary guy and doesn't have what you need." ”

Hearing her words, Bian Que smiled, turned around and looked at her with interest, "Why do you say that, what's wrong with ordinary people? Besides, I want to ask you, how can a disciple of the Sword Pavilion stay in this small broken courtyard, what are you trying to do?"

She was stunned, and was speechless for a while.

Seeing her expression, Bian Que nodded in understanding, turned around and left.

She didn't stop her, but returned to her room in despair. Looking at him lying on the bed, she only felt a little more worried in her heart.

Why? He's right.

Why am I staying here, and why am I letting my guard down so much around this person?

Am I changing? No, I haven't changed, I'm still me! But......

With infinite doubts in her heart, she fell into a deep sleep unconsciously.

In the gloomy room, a torch walked, strange cries came from the walls on either side, and something moved on both sides of the floor. With each step, the torches moved forward, and screams were heard in the air.

However, holding the torch calmly, holding the torch in his hand did not tremble at all, and every step seemed so calm.

Gradually, there was light ahead, from a faint bits and pieces to the last flames.

It was a fire, blue floating in the air, as ethereal and psychedelic, beautiful as fireflies in the night.

Sensing the arrival, the blue flames turned into countless fluorescent butterflies and pounced, only to reach the range of one meter that gathered them, and all of them turned into sparks and floated in the air in an instant.

"Boring!"

He spat out the words faintly, and reached out into the darkness.

Click!

A white light appeared in the darkness, and he walked directly into the white light.

On the other side of the white light was a large room, like a palace. On the ground were many three-meter-high glass tube covers, all of which contained various corpses, many of them humans.

The corpses were soaked in colorful liquids, some of which were visceral, and some of them were even with their eyes open.

But it was just open, and there was no anger in it.

Even when he saw this, he still walked forward calmly.

After passing by the glass tube cover, there was another sea of flowers. The flowers are budding, beautiful and moving, and the flowers... The core is tightly closed, like a shy and pitiful virgin.

It would be wrong to see just this side, and under the blooming petals, there are countless corpses at the roots. Human, or animal......

A flower of charm that feeds on flesh and blood!

"Why did you come?"

A figure in the sea of flowers slowly floated over, and when he got closer, he was a handsome man dressed in red, his appearance was so beautiful that people couldn't believe that he was a man.

"There was some delay on the road, how are you doing, how are you going?" Bian Que asked.

"It's almost!" Xu Fu turned around and looked at this sea of flowers proudly, the emotion in his eyes seemed to be looking at his own child, "It's been ten years, the economy has gone through the last Chang'an night change, and now this unflowered has grown into a more powerful, bloodthirsty and violent existence." This time, no one can stop me!"

"But how do you grow these flowers, Chang'an is heavily guarded, basically everything everywhere has to be strictly scrutinized, you don't have a chance!" Bian Que wondered.

Xu Fu smiled mysteriously, "Who said no, I have already found a channel, and soon those seeds will enter every household in Chang'an through those ordinary things, and everyone's body." When the time comes, the whole of Chang'an will fall. ”

Bian Que frowned, then his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said, "Could it be that woman?"

"That's right! Woman, it's thanks to your medicine. It is only when it is fused with the unflowered flowers that I have carefully cultivated that I can have that effect. Xu Fu smiled evilly.

"The living dead? I really don't understand, in a prostitute... What exactly does this medicine do on women? and for what?"

"What's the use?" Xu Fu walked over slowly, leaned close to his side, and whispered in his ear: "Soon, you will know!"

............

In the early morning, the sky was slightly bright, and a man and a woman walked together on the forest path outside Chang'an City.

It had just rained last night, and the grass was wet, and every step was like walking in water. Because they were wearing cloth shoes, their feet were wet.

The sunlight was shining down and spreading out through the cracks in the forest. The leaves are covered with water, or dew, or last night's rain. The light shines through the rain and emits a colorful glow.

Syllable!

A drop of dew slowly slid down the high leaf surface and dripped on the faces of the people walking below.

"Are you tired?" Looking at the 'sweat' on Ye Zitian's face, Li Qinglian stretched out her hand to brush it off for her.

Feeling the man's warm hand, her body trembled involuntarily and tightened. His eyes were fixed on him, as if the moment had stopped, and even his breathing had become so slow.

"What's wrong, what's the matter, let's go!" Seeing her stunned appearance, Li Qinglian took her hand and ran forward.

By the time she reacted, the whole person had already run with him, shuttling through the forest in the early morning.

Suddenly, the soles of their feet slipped, and they both fell to the grass.

The sun shone on their faces through the woods, and she lay on the soft and moist grass looking at his face in the sun, and her whole body was immersed in the world that belonged only to the two of them.