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"Can you still walk?" Shangshan asked.

Falling smoke nodded. He then lightly lowered her onto the ice. Although the soles of Luoyan's feet are injured, they can float without touching with a little spiritual power.

Shangshan slowly walked to the woman's side, sat down on the ice, and gently held the woman's hand. Falling smoke followed curiously. I saw that the woman was dressed in a red silk satin, but it was a beautiful and gorgeous wedding dress made of exquisite products, and a purple sword was placed beside her.

Did she die on the wedding night?

"Her name is Ruobing, she is a killer, and she died about a thousand years ago." Shangshan's voice is quiet.

For a thousand years, everything that should have hurt has passed, and his peace at this moment is reasonable.

"Do you know how to save her?" Luoyan thought to himself, since he kept it for a thousand years, he must have the hope of salvation.

Shangshan didn't answer, but continued: "Nameless doesn't want you to suffer from memories, and forbids Demon Valley to mention Light Feather. But for thousands of years, I've been looking for an opportunity to find you an answer. ”

He hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "I was going to wait until you remembered the Nameless City before I brought you to meet her. But since you have come with you tonight, it can be regarded as fate. ”

"If I knew, I would tell you." She gritted her teeth.

Since coming to this Demon Valley, she has a strong sense that she has subconsciously rejected all things about Light Feather, but she can't escape some memory fragments. They were always inadvertently entangled, with endless suffering, and she was afraid to escape. But if she is good for thousands of years, how can she refuse?

"Before Ruobing died, she asked Qing Yu to create a dream for her. I wonder what she wanted in that dream. ”

Luoyan stared at the cold, dusty face, and tried to remember-

A dream about Ruobing? A thousand years ago?

Luoyan shook her hand lightly, thinking to herself, if I can enter your dream......

Dreams are the reorganization of memory fragments, but they are based on memories, and they often imply the most primitive wishes.

Ruobing, in the depths of your memory, what is the most memorable time and what?

The ice and snow are snowy, and the deep lake is as thin as ice.

In a trance, Luoyan saw a handsome little girl about five or six years old, running on the edge of the endless ice lake, and the sound of silver bell-like laughter floated across the lake. She was dressed in a purple gauze dress, floating like a purple butterfly in the snowflakes. What kind of beautiful picture is that? Unexpectedly, she suddenly jumped into the ice lake, the thin ice suddenly shattered, and the purple figure gradually sank to the bottom of the lake.

Luoyan subconsciously rushed over, trying to catch but couldn't catch the figure. To her, the girl was just a shadow, or in the girl's dream, she herself was a shadow?

Suddenly, a white light held the body that sank to the bottom of the lake in time and brought it back to the shore, and then a white-clothed figure floated down.

"If it's just to see me, you don't have to fight for your life. If it is to repay the favor, it is necessary to keep this life. "The sound comes from the sky, overflowing with verve.

……

Luoyan's body trembled violently, the spiritual power on her body was too weak, and she couldn't control the depth of her dreams. Watching the girl return to shore, she felt like she was sinking to the bottom of the icy lake, frozen to the point where she couldn't breathe.

"No need to force it!" Shangshan broke up their clenched hands and grabbed the body of the fallen smoke.

"She died trying to save me?" Falling smoke looked at each other blankly.

"Not exactly. You wait here, I'll find Nameless to take you back. ”

"Why bother your emperor?" She smiled indifferently and said, "We can go back by ourselves." ”

Nameless was the last thing she wanted to see. His eyes, which were hot and cold, terrified her.

"This demonic flame can only be controlled by him, and I can't risk you. If you feel cold, drink some wine to keep you cold. With that, Shangshan left on his own.

At this time, Nameless is not in the valley, and it will take some time for Shangshan to find him. She has to insist no matter what, she doesn't want to disappear like this, and there is still so much reluctance in her heart. Falling smoke sat alone on the side of the ice, and the chill increased dramatically. She kept the cold out with wine according to her good words. The wine in this ice cave really works wonders. After a few bites, she was already hot and drowsy......

It was damp, dim, and the small space contained only one stone bed, and the four walls of the boulder were cold, except for the small window on the stone door. I don't know when she curled up in the corner of such a stone room, holding a dagger, and secretly wept. It was a dungeon in her memory, and she was physically and mentally exhausted and scarred.

"Lord Shangzen!" Suddenly, the voice of a guard was heard in the air, and then the door of the stone prison was pushed open, and a tall figure stood in the middle of the stone door.

"It's a good chess piece." His voice was cold, and he turned to leave.

The candlelight flickered, and the red tent was dazzling...... She was dressed in a wedding dress, and the silk and satin were extremely beautiful.

"Today is the great goodness of marrying a concubine with great fanfare!" A woman stood in front of her, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a delicate face but as cold as frost. She was dressed in a light purple dress, extremely plain, not like a concubine or a maidservant.

"Ruobing!" Falling smoke called her name.

In a daze, she began to realize that these were her memories, like shadows, constantly appearing in front of her eyes.

Ruobing took off a gold medal from her waist and threw it into her hand, with the word "Shangshan" clearly engraved on it, and then tied a very fine silver wire around her wrist, then took off her purple skirt, and said calmly: "You wear this purple dress and leave here, this wedding banquet does not belong to you." The silver wire will take you to meet the nameless, and this gold medal will allow you to move around the house without hindrance. ”

"If you don't want to marry Shanshan, give me new clothes!" She commanded.

As soon as they had changed their clothes, a black figure suddenly rushed in, with hideous faces, empty eyes, and only a faint green air.

"There is no woman in this world that I can't hope for. The better she hid it, the more I wanted it. Ha ha! The lewd laughter seemed to penetrate time and space, and the familiar fear instantly swallowed Falling Smoke's body. She desperately tried to wake up, but she couldn't come back to her senses in the depths of her dream.

"She's the one Shangshan wants to marry today, you can't touch her!" Ruobing's purple sword broke out of its shell and stood in front of her.

"Joke! Do you think the Good Society wants a nameless woman? He just got her out as I wanted. If it weren't for the demon queen, I would have ...... long ago."

……

Falling smoke wakes up in the midst of boundless fear, with severe headaches and burning skin. She finally understood that Qingyu's memories were so painful that she fled to death. Can we stop having dreams and hallucinations?

"Master, where are you?" She sobbed and muttered to herself, picking up the drink with all her remaining strength and drinking it violently. At this time, how she hoped that Master could be by her side and weave a sweet dream for her, only the joy of the heavenly realm, the love of Master and the forbearance of the Divine Monarch.

And what lingered outside the dream was Ruobing's last figure. Pleased to accept the weak figure, summoned his purple sword, and stabbed straight to the heart without the slightest hesitation......

"Pushing me out of the new house, you blocked the devil with your meager strength, and in the end you would rather kill yourself than lose to his men, how strong is it? In the end, I weaved a dream for you, but with your wish? ”

It doesn't hurt for a thousand years, and it can't get drunk tonight.

When Luoyan saw Nameless, he had forgotten how many times he had woken up from pain, and he seemed to feel numb, but his head was clear. Nameless snatched the wine bottle from her hand, and Leng Jun's face was only ugly.

"I, I'm fine." Luo Yan admired himself and could still squeeze out a smile. She secretly clenched her fists and hid her hands in her burnt sleeves. She was afraid to see his sad eyes, because she didn't know how to comfort him.

Without saying a word, he picked her up and jumped off the cliff and galloped towards the palace. When he jumped over the cracked land, there was not a single fire. The flame of anger was so deep that it could be silenced silently under his mind.

The cigarette butt began to ache again, so I had to close my eyes and take a nap, and when I opened it again, I was already in a room. Nameless directly put her into a large wooden basin, which was filled with biting ice water. She immediately shuddered.

"Oh, it's so cold in here—" quipped her teeth, which were crying with cold, "but, but—very—comfortable!" She wanted to force a smile, but if she thought about it or give up, it would be ugly to squeeze out the smile.

"Open your hands!" Nameless grabbed her hand and ordered.

"It's all right." She clenched her fists and argued, "God knows pain, don't you know?" ”

"Who sued you that God knows no pain?" He glared at her.

A maid hurriedly entered the room and timidly reported: "Elder Wen has arrived." ”

Nameless hurried away. Falling Smoke exhaled softly, hid his hand in the ice water again, and looked at the room with his spirits. It's supposed to be a women's quarters, and it's dominated by blues. Aqua blue curtains, juanxiu orchid screens, blue porcelain...... The clear sky is blue, and it is refreshing to watch.

The three little maidservants stood quietly not far away, with extraordinary appearances, bowing their heads and waiting for their lives. The nervousness before Nameless scared them. After all, they are mortals, the weakest of the people, and it is common to be afraid and afraid. When she was a mortal, did she ever look like them? Ever feared nameless? Then she slapped herself and woke her head out of her thoughts.

Nameless quickly returned to her.

"Hey, that's it all so soon?" She tried not to let her teeth chatter.

"This ice water can temporarily protect your burns from spreading. How many days can you last? He looked at her hesitantly.

"How many days do you want?" She knew he wanted to save her.

"Be sure to wait until I get back." He kissed her affectionately on the forehead, and disappeared instantly.

It seems that she is seriously injured, but she doesn't know it.

Soaking in ice water is no fun. And his ice seems to be specially made, does not melt, does not heat up, and always remains bitterly cold. Her meager aura couldn't keep the cold out at all. This cold can penetrate the skin and penetrate the bone marrow. She only had a little room left to protect her heart. The maidservants carefully stripped off her clothes so that her skin could be better soaked in ice water.

Only then did she notice that her body was burned extensively. There is still a glowing flame on the reddened skin, which will not be extinguished. She gently lifted her toes out of the water, and the flickering flames immediately burst into flames on their own, burning her heart throbbing.

"Mom!" She immediately put her toes back into the icy water, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead. This time it was really a big disaster, no wonder the nameless is not angry.

The wait was long and cold. She began to think of Master. The clearest memory of the 100-year memory is the meticulous care of the Master, who is always happy with him, even if sometimes it can only be in a dream. Thinking of this, she whispered to the maidservant: "Can my sister write?" ”

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