"What's your method?" Qing Huantong had a pair of blue eyes, his eyes were still full of despair, the corners of his eyes were red, but there was a slight hint of hope in his words. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"When I went to the heavenly banquet, I borrowed a piece from Taiyi Zhenren who can go to the police fantasy fairyland of mortals, people can not only empathize with memories, but also find clues from them" The white giant beast type sighed slightly in the rain, his eyes dimmed slightly, but his eyes looked firmly at the person at his feet, the pouring ice rain still did not stop, only wet his originally smooth and smooth hair, and the rain kept falling along his extremely long tiger eyelashes, making him lose a bit of the majesty of the Heavenly Monarch, At the moment, he is just an ordinary person who is anxious to save his lover's life.

"Don't you want revenge? You should also miss your mother in your heart, as long as you enter this fairy mirror, you can always get a useful clue, can you get back this game and leave your mother's mausoleum, this is also the key" Bai Cang said in her ear again, and her aggressive tone revealed a bit of firm majesty, which made people very undoubted.

Qing Huan heard this, and finally calmed down after several collapses, lying silently in the water, but the blue eyes seemed to be out of focus in an instant, and there were still tears flowing down the corners of the eyes, but the despair in the eyes had gradually disappeared, but what followed was a deep coma that seemed unwilling to face the cruel truth.

"Huh" Bai Cang's long sleeves were raised, and the whole person turned from a fierce and huge white tiger into a handsome silver-haired tiger ear, revealing a bright fairy aura on his body, emitting a pale white light in the dark, and the cold rain dripped on his body, but it seemed to be automatically shielded.

Bai Cang bowed down, stretched out his hand effortlessly, and hugged the soaked person on the ground tightly into his arms, not caring at all about the muddy white fairy clothes on his body.

"Don't worry, don't be afraid, I've always been by your side" Bai Cang opened his mouth with infinite pity in her ear, gently touched her cold and soaked forehead with his warm forehead, raised his hand slightly, and a white oil-paper umbrella appeared in his hand in an instant, he held the person in his arms who had passed out due to the long-term low temperature rain, and held the umbrella in one hand, and brought the person back to Qinghuan Pavilion with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

As soon as Bai Cang arrived at the door of the house, he saw Cui Wei standing at the door with infinite worry, the tears on his face were not dry, I don't know how long he waited, Bai Cang hugged Qing Huan tightly into the room, his eyebrows were frowning, and his low voice revealed anxiety and said to her, "Cui Wei, quickly change your young lady's clothes, she has been drenched for too long"

Cui Wei glanced at the person with a pale face and no blood in Bai Cang's arms, her whole body was soaked, and the whole person looked desperate and haggard, which frightened Cui Wei, and even forgot to hold the umbrella and stumbled

I went back to the miscellaneous room and rummaged through the warm and clean clothes that I had changed. "Towels, bath towels, soup women's ......", Cui Wei muttered in her mouth, rummaging through the cabinets, looking for it but feeling that her heart was painful and she couldn't breathe, she sat on the ground and cried bitterly, it was all her fault, if she hadn't told Miss so rashly, her own Miss wouldn't have been like this, such a series of blows, why did God do this to them?

Bai Cang gently put the person on the bed, and after waiting for a long time, she didn't see the figure of Cui Wei, but her eyes sank, but she took the initiative to reach out and untie the top and skirt she wore on her body and threw them on the ground.

"Whew" When the other party's snow-white and seductive body appeared in front of him, Bai Cang only felt that his heart was beating faster, and there was gradually a little more chaos in his eyes, and finally he took a deep breath, trying his best to suppress the little desire that arose from the imprint on his left shoulder, and wiped his wet and cold body dry for her.

Seeing that her consciousness gradually entered a state of incomparably chaotic due to high fever, her face was crimson, her lips were pale, and her skin was dry and broken due to extreme heat, Bai Cang's heart was slightly certain, and her ice blue eyes became deeper and deeper.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, there was a cold light in his eyes, but he opened his mouth, picked up her hot fingers that hung down weakly, and bit it hard with the sharp tiger teeth at the corners of his mouth, a very small wound appeared in front of him, and the wound continued to emerge from thin red blood beads, Bai Cang took out a small bronze mirror surrounded by fairy qi from his sleeve, and this bronze mirror looked no different from ordinary mirrors on the outside.

Bai Cang put the front of the mirror under Qing Huan's fingers, but with a ruthless heart, he squeezed her wound with the force of his hand, and dropped the red blood beads that came out on the smooth mirror.

Seeing that the smooth mirror sucked the red blood, and soon formed a silver-white vortex, as if it could suck everything in, Bai Cang stopped moving, and the next step to urge this artifact was the most critical and great test for him.

Bai Cang walked to the side room, closed the door tightly, the cold light flashed in his ice blue eyes, but with a bit of ruthlessness, he took out a knife from his sleeve and slid it on his wrist, and in an instant, all the pale pink fairy blood was swallowed up by the mirror in his hand.

Bai Cang watched the whirlpool in the mirror stir more and more, a white light was emitted from the mirror, and the originally ordinary mirror made a "creaking" sound in an instant, and he knew that the passing time and space were opening.

When the blood on the wrist stopped, the mirror returned to a calm appearance, Bai Cang's face was as pale as a white paper, and the thin pink lips gently pulled out a very weak smile, as if talking to himself, and whispered softly to the mirror, "The truth is actually hidden in the memory sealed at the bottom of your heart, and all this can only be explored by yourself, no matter how cruel the reality is, you have to face it and endure it."

When Cui Wei adjusted her mood and prepared everything, when she entered the room, she saw that her young lady had taken off her clammy and cold coat and covered the quilt and lay on the bed peacefully, she was relieved, and changed into clean and warm clothes for her, and put a few more warm soup women at her feet.

"Cui Wei, let me see if Miss has a fever" I only heard an old voice coming, but it was Aunt Fang who staggered open the door and walked in, her slightly cloudy eyes were full of strong worry, she saw the young lady who was soaked and unconscious from the moment Bai Cang entered the door, and her heart was always hanging.