Shengkong helped Ji Xia Mo detoxify in the house, Jin Wuji and Lou Yin stayed outside the house for the whole night, during which Qin Yan came to visit with an injury and was driven out of the Prime Minister's Mansion by Jin Wuji.

At dawn, the night was thinning, and Shengkong opened the door with his tired body, and Jin Wuji was like a stone puppet that had been unsealed, suppressing the gloom all over his body, blocking Shengkong like a gust of wind.

Looking at Jin Wuji's scarlet pupils, Shengkong's tired chin said, "Xia Mo is fine." ”

Jin Wou-Ki bowed down in gratitude, and rushed into the room with a short breath. Sheng Kong looked up at the inky blue night sky, and a dull sigh came out of his throat.

Lou Yin stood in front of the window to make sure that Ji Xia Mo recovered, then looked sideways at Shengkong, and said in silence for a moment, "What are your plans next?" ”

"Leave this chaotic place, idle clouds and wild cranes travel all over the world." Sheng Kong lifted the monk's robe and stepped on the bluestone steps, and when he left the plum garden, he threw the Buddha beads in his hand to Lou Yin. "It's difficult to practice the road to be greedy for red dust, meeting is fate, keep this string of Buddhist beads for thought."

Smelling the faint sandalwood, Lou Yin clenched the Buddha beads, and the words in front of his mouth were not spoken after all. Watching Shengkong leave Meiyuan, Lou Yin vaguely had an answer to what he wanted to ask, and he didn't confirm it again, maybe he wanted to leave some hope.

Turning to stare at Ji Xiamo, who was still asleep, Lou Yin took out the golden lotus that sealed the Divine Phoenix, was silent for a while, turned around and disappeared in front of the Meiyuan Corridor.

Jin Wuji squatted in front of the bed and stared at Ji Xiamo, making sure that Ji Xiamo's life was not in danger, and Jin Wuji's tense nerves finally relaxed. The pain of the soul being torn apart made Jin Wuji tremble.

Leaning on the bed and kneeling on the ground, Jin Wuji held Ji Xiamo's hand and cherished it as if he was holding a rare treasure. looked at Ji Xiamo's face greedily, his eyes were mixed with doting, admiration, nostalgia, and reluctance.

Jin Wuji really wanted to stay with Ji Xiamo for a long time, but Jin Wuji knew that this was all self-deception, and after this incident, Jin Wuji clearly felt that his life was about to come to an end.

Sheng Kong left the imperial city to the outskirts and walked straight along the secluded path, butterflies, bees, trees, streams, and Sheng Kong showed a gentle smile.

There was an inverted willow growing in the stone crevice on the side wall of the mountain, and Shengkong sat cross-legged and watched the sunset, the feeling of his bone marrow being swallowed became clearer, and Shengkong knew that his body was about to collapse.

The weeping willow caresses his shoulder, the butterfly flapps its wings around the stone wall wildflowers, the afterglow of the sunset fades, and the sky seems to return to his childhood.

Mo Di is not good at talking, but he is rarely a little gentle to him, Sheng Kong doesn't know what Mo Di thinks of him, if Mo Di is really a wicked person with great sin, then why teach him to walk the good way? Whenever I think of these shengkong, I have childlike joy.

Perhaps in Mo Di's heart, he is also a special existence, and Mo Di is sincere to him.

The bone finch floated in front of Shengkong, the scattered green silk wind, and the blood-stained placket looked shocking.

"In order to save Ji Xia Mo, you are willing to lure blood Gu to invade your body." The expression of the bone finch was hideous and desperate.

Sheng Kong looked directly at the bone sparrow, the former gentleness disappeared, and there was only an indifferent chill in his eyes. "It's the shore that turns back."

"Where do I need to turn back?" The bone sparrow smiled maniacally, and the once admiration turned into stubborn madness. "Do I love you, or hurt Ji Xiamo."

The bone finch knelt in front of Shengkong, holding Shengkong's face and forcing him to look at him. "Ji Xiamo has so many people who love him, why do you still occupy your tenderness."

Shengkong Life will not be able to resist, so he can only close his eyes and remain silent, obviously unwilling to look at the bone sparrow again. The scarlet eyes of the bone sparrow burned with surging killing intent, and the delicate facial features were hideously distorted.

The last warmth disappeared with the setting sun, and the moment Shengkong invaded his brain with blood Gu, his spiritual power shattered his heart, and his breathing suddenly stopped.

In the moment when his consciousness was dark, Shengkong thought of many of the past. The mysterious but gentle Mo Di, friends in the rivers and lakes, and the divine phoenix in the sealed golden lotus.

The difficulty of cultivation is the rapid change of the vicissitudes of life, whether the divine phoenix can endure loneliness in the end, and achieve the positive result of breaking away from the seal of the golden lotus.

The bone finch hugged Shengkong's gradually stiffened body, trembling and suppressing pain and hatred, the corners of the scarlet mouth overflowed with blood, and the bone sparrow's hoarse voice was cold and piercing, "Since you care so much about Ji Xia Mo, then I will send him to find you." ”

Lou Yin left the imperial city thousands of miles with the golden lotus that sealed the divine phoenix, and came to the remote mountain peak temple, the temple has long been deserted, but the Buddha statue is still there. Lou Yin cast a spell to clean up the debris of the temple, and re-placed the enchantment seal around it to ensure that the temple was not harmed.

Enshrined the golden lotus in front of the Buddha statue, Lou Yin looked at the golden lotus shrouded in golden light, and his heart was complicated. Shenhuang has an unruly personality, and if he is allowed to mess around, it will be difficult to achieve positive results, perhaps this is the best ending for Shenhuang.

Before leaving, Lou Yin put a bouquet of camellia in front of the golden lotus, and all the grievances and grievances ended here.

When Ji Xia Mo woke up, it was half a month later, and it made the headlines of the imperial city news, and that night he fought fiercely with the bone sparrow, and the golden light shrouded half of the city, and most people were awakened.

Ji Xia Mo practiced Qimen Dunjia, and although it was spread in the imperial city, there were very few people who were willing to believe it. After that night, the attitude of all the officials in the court towards Ji Ye was flattering, and the kings kept inviting and sending gifts.

Ji Xiamo leaned in front of the window half-asleep, not even knowing that the butterflies among the flowers had fallen between his fingers, although the blood Gu was solved, it seriously injured Ji Xiamo's body, Ji Xiamo was already weak, and this time it was even worse.

Jin Wuji stood at the door with the medicine bowl, and when he saw Ji Xiamo's skinny body, distress flashed in his eyes. His hand couldn't help but touch the location of the soul bead, and Jin Wuji pursed his lips in silence.

Withdrawing the emotions from the bottom of his eyes, Jin Wuji walked to Ji Xiamo's side and gently hugged his shoulder. "Momo, get up and take your medicine."

Ji Xia Mo opened his eyes in fright, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time. Jin Wuji fed the medicine to Ji Xiamo's mouth, and Ji Xiamo drank the medicine obediently like a doll, and then closed his eyes and leaned against the window to fall asleep.

"If you're sleepy, lie back on the couch and sleep." Jin Wuji pinched a grape and peeled it off and fed it to Ji Xiamo.

"I didn't sleep, I just got a little tired." Ji Xia Mo took the grapes in his mouth to dissipate the bitter taste in his mouth. "Don't boil the medicine anymore, it's useless."

"I'll make sugar hawthorn for you." Automatically ignoring Ji Xiamo's words, Jin Wuji's gentle voice seemed to be coaxing a child.

Jin Wuji left with the medicine bowl, Ji Xiamo leaned against the window edge and didn't open his eyes, but what he said stabbed into Jin Wuji's heart like a quenched knife. "Brother Jin, I'm afraid I'm going to die?"

Jin Wuji froze at the door, pinching the medicine bowl and slowly tightening, his face twisting and finally dissipating calm. "Sugar hawthorn pitted with sesame seeds, I know."

Jin Wuji quickly disappeared into the house, Ji Xiamo opened his eyes, and the mourning disappeared in an instant, Ji Xiamo buried his face between his arms and closed his eyes again.

Jin Wuji fled from the room and hid in Mei Yuan's kitchen, holding on to the board to suppress his emotions about to collapse.

"He's sleeping longer and longer every day, and I think he might not be able to hold it anymore." Jin Wou-Ki pressed his soul on the shattered bowl, the sharp porcelain shards piercing into his palms, oozing inky blood.

Lou Yin leaned against the greasy cutting board in the kitchen, and his eyebrows were tired. "Are you still thinking about the Soul Orb?"

Jin Wuji was silent, which could be regarded as acquiescence, and Lou Yin frowned and said, "Without the Soul Bead, you will die." ”

"If I die, you'll take all of his memories of me." Seeing Ji Xiamo getting weaker and weaker, Jin Wuji felt like he was being tortured every day. "I know you have a way."

Lou Yin was silent, Jin Wuji staggered and turned around and stared straight at Lou Yin, "Me and him, who do you want to live." ”

"Ji Xia Mo." Lou Yin replied indifferently. Jin Wuji and Ji Xia Mo, Lou Yin only cares about Xia Mo.

"He's dying, and my body is on the verge of collapse, so if my death can save him, take it."

Lou Yin was silent for a long time, then turned around and walked to the backlit window, hiding his face in the shadows. "I drained his memory, he is mine, and even then you don't regret it?"

"It's easy to live together, but it's hard to die together."

"I see." Lou Yin pushed open the window and disappeared into the kitchen. "It's easy to take the soul bead to save him, but extracting memories requires a sunken flower, and I'm going to be away for a few days."

Lou Yin left the imperial city in order to get the Shenhua, Jin Wuji accompanied Ji Xiamo in Meiyuan, knowing that the two might be separated, Jin Wuji cherished every moment of each other's company.

Ji Xiamo's appearance of dying Ji Ye saw it in his eyes, and the sadness made Ji Ye's hair turn white, and in the face of Ji Ye's inquiry, Jin Wuji did not mention half of Ji Xiamo's injury, and only said that he could cure Ji Xiamo when Lou Yin returned from taking medicine.

Although Ji Ye was in a hurry, he believed Jin Wuji's words, Ji Ye knew that Jin Wuji was good to Ji Xiamo, and it was about Ji Xiamo's life, and Jin Wuji would definitely not joke.

Lou Yin has been away for five days, and Ji Xiamo has been sleeping for nearly eight hours a day. In fact, Ji Xiamo's physical condition was far worse than what Jin Wuji saw, Ji Xiamo was in chaos all day long, he was afraid that Jin Wuji would be worried and insisted on staying awake, otherwise where would he still be awake.

Ji Xiamo leaned on the rocking chair in front of the porch, looked at Jin Wuji who was cutting and trimming the flower branches, and a smile rose at the corner of his mouth, "Brother Jin, come and talk to me." ”

Jin Wuji put down the scissors, walked to Ji Xiamo's side, took his hand and squatted down. Ji Xiamo wiped Jin Wuji's forehead with his sleeve, and his smile was helpless, "Your hand is holding a sword, and you hold scissors, kitchen knives, needles and threads every day." ”

"Serving you." Jin Wuji said it bluntly, and Ji Xiamo felt funny while being depressed.

"Jin Wuji is a famous swordsman, and he actually became a cook and tailor in my prime minister's mansion, and he is not afraid of others laughing when he says it."

Jin Wuji pressed Ji Xiamo's soft palm, leaned over and imprinted a shallow kiss on the corner of Ji Xiamo's mouth, "I am willing, regardless of what others are talking about." ”

Ji Xiamo's smile was raised, his fingers traced Jin Wuji's eyebrows, and he whispered softly. "How long can I watch."

Jin Wuji's hand tightened slightly, and his heart was bitter and uncomfortable. Ji Xiamo sat up and leaned on Jin Wuji's shoulder, with a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth, "I, Ji Xiamo, how can I have you with me in this life." ”

"Me too."

"Brother Jin, take me to the suburbs tomorrow." The closer I get to parting, the more I feel reluctant, the time of this love is too short.

"Okay."

"Brother Jin, I'm sleepy."

“…… Go to sleep. The sun was dappled under the shade of the plum garden, and Ji Xia Mo faintly heard the choked voice of Jin Wuji.

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