Li Xuandu's voice seemed to sink into a dream, sounding in Qin Su's ears, the mysterious voice was graceful and moving, but it was also deeply sad and lonely. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What kind of dream did Wu have?" she couldn't help but ask, looking at him with clear eyes.

Li Xuandu looked back at her, and after a moment, he looked away, his pale lips opened slightly, and he spit out two words: "Nightmare." ”

Qin Su's heart sank.

This is not her sympathy for Li Xuandu's fate, but from his narrative, she suddenly figured out one thing.

Speaking of which, this is also a very mysterious feeling. When she first saw him, she was amazed and guessed why Li Xuandu was a person, she didn't know anything about him in her previous life.

Now that I think about it, that possibility actually exists.

It is possible that in his previous life, he had never been to the country of Chen at all, or that although he came, he died very early.

This is the most reasonable explanation, and besides that, Qin Su can't think of any other reason to explain Li Xuandu's loneliness clearly.

She lowered her eyes and thought, and suddenly her heart was slightly cold, and a thought flashed through her mind like lightning.

That big event in the Tang Kingdom!

In an instant, Qin Su's hand resting on the case suddenly clenched into a fist.

The event she remembers, or rather the catastrophe, happened in October of this year. Since then, the Tang State has been mired in endless strife, and the Zhao State has taken advantage of the situation to move south, capturing several counties of the Tang State. It wasn't until around the fifteenth year of the Middle Yuan Dynasty that Tang Guofang regained some of his vitality, but after all, it was not as good as before, and the cooperation with Da Chen was much weaker.

Could it be that Li Xuandu in his previous life was at that time......

Qin Su's breathing suddenly became a little faster.

"The dream of the witch is about me. The ice strings vibrated lightly, like a mysterious sound, pulling Qin Su's thoughts back to reality from his reverie.

She stared and turned her eyes to look at Li Xuandu, those eyes that were like hidden in the grass stopped on his body clearly.

"What dreams did he have about you?" she asked, her voice back to normal.

Li Xuandu did not go to see her.

He gracefully picked up the tea cup, took a sip, looked at the celadon cup in his hand again, and said in a dream: "The dream of the witch is that I dreamed of my death." ”

With a faint word, he put down the teacup and turned his head to look at the window sash next to him, where a fold of green willows was reflected, with a delicate grip, dragging the wind and pulling the green, swaggering in the sun.

"He dreamed that I was standing in an open field, and suddenly my body was shattered, my limbs were separated, my whole body was torn apart, and bright red blood was splattered in the air. The icy string-like voice sounded at this moment, dissipating the tenderness and brightness of this summer afternoon.

Li Xuandu paused when he said this, glanced back at Qin Su, and for the first time in his always gloomy expression, he was a little apologetic: "What I said, did it scare Liuniang?"

Qin Su shook his head, and his voice was indifferent: "No." After finishing speaking, he took a sip of the teacup, and smiled lightly: "Li Lang, please go on." ”

Li Xuandu looked at her with a little surprise, and even though he was relieved, his pale lips hooked slightly, evoking a breathtaking smile: "Also, Liu Niang's courage has always been great, she always acts alone, she goes to the lonely mountain at night, and she goes to the secluded secret path, and now she dares to find the trouble of the Xue family, how can my story make you afraid?"

Qin Su took the teacup in his hand and looked at it, and smiled: "That's nature, my courage has never been small." ”

If she had been cowardly, she would have died long ago.

Besides, what a cowardly person Ren is, staying in that place for ten days in the hidden hall is guaranteed that you will become the most fearless person in the world, or the dead.

Qin Su's eyebrows frowned.

This is not the first time, she can think of Yintang so calmly, there is no hatred and fear, only the calmness of watching from afar.

Maybe this is because she knows that her opponent is not very human, but a certain noble prince, so she will always have a strange feeling about Yintang recently, and she will always think about what if she has a power like Yintang in her hands?

"Well, I know, Liuniang is bold. There seemed to be a string sound playing in his ears, and Qin Su quickly came back to his senses and glanced up at Li Xuandu.

Li Xuandu was also looking at her. The sun struck his face diagonally, and a small part of his face was hidden in the shadows, and as he gazed at her, his deep eyes seemed to be rubbed into the moonlight of the night of reunion, and seemed to be dyed with the splendor of the sky in the middle of summer.

It wasn't until this time that Qin Su really saw his appearance clearly.

It is not a quick glimpse of the grass path when it first meets, nor is it the obscurity and darkness when it is seen again. It was the first time she had sat with him in the bright light, in a clean and elegant room, and had carefully observed his appearance.

Needless to say, his appearance is extremely handsome, the bridge of his nose is high, his eye sockets are slightly sunken, and under the thick black and neat long eyebrows, there are a pair of clear but gray eyes, and the light lip color is soft and bright, like the soft light of pearls in the candlelight.

Under a closer look, his facial features seem to be different from those of the Central Plains men, there is a kind of depth and richness, the eyebrows and eyes are still close, not the sword eyebrows and starry eyes like Xue Yunheng or Huan Zicheng, but under the dark long eyebrows, there is a pair of deep eyes, and those eyes only need to take one more look, as if they can take away people's souls.

"Or let's talk about the future, what happened later?" Qin Su asked, his tone a little lazy, as if he couldn't lift his spirits.

In fact, in the face of Li Xuandu's face, no matter how beautiful a woman is, she will feel discouraged.

It is a face that can only be born by pouring out the power of heaven and earth and gathering the magic skills of creation, it is Qin Su, who boasts of his beautiful appearance, every time he takes a second look, he also sighs and feels like a sigh.

Therefore, her mood is a little low at the moment.

Somehow, her listless appearance seemed to please Li Xuandu.

The smile on his lips expanded a little, and he said, "Since Liuniang is willing to listen, I should know everything and say everything." Although his eyes were smiling, his voice was still like an ice string, faint, without emotion, he paused for a while, and then said slowly: "Wu is in a dream, in addition to dreaming of my death, he also dreamed of my life. ”

It's weird to dream of people dying and dreaming of life.

Qin Su turned his eyes slightly to look at him, his expression contained a hint of concern, and after a moment of silence, he asked, "What is the explanation of this? Could it be that Wu's dream also has a time when it is plausible?"

"Not really. Li Xuandu said lightly, his slender fingers were on the case, and the fingers were as beautiful as reliefs, "Tianji is a very mysterious thing, just like Ziwei Doushu, sometimes what you can see in the astrolabe is not a fixed number, but only a general direction, as for how the specific person will go, what the ending will be, after all, it depends on how the person chooses." Witch, too. ”