There is a gap in my heart, and I am more vigilant about what I talk about, Xiaoying has always been lazy, and the state of vigilance is really troublesome, and after doing it for a long time, I will be annoyed.

It's just that before Xiaoying was completely impatient, the ethereal voice that didn't know where to pay attention to her sounded strangely in her heart again: "Your house is really hot today." ”

"What do you mean?" Furrowed her brows fiercely, although Xiaoying, who was already in a state of vigilance, did not have the strength to probe the surroundings, but her high-speed thinking made her quickly realize that it was not just confusion that came here.

Xiaoying's unusual movements disturbed the confusion, she looked up from the tombstone, and asked with a little sleepiness, "What's wrong?" ”

"Not much, let's rest." Xiaoying smiled slightly, trying to deceive the confusion with a relaxed demeanor.

It's just that she can tell the story very wonderfully, but she doesn't have the talent to perform, and what she thinks in her heart, even if she doesn't say it, smart people can see it on her face at a glance.

It's just that she has experienced a lot of things at a young age, not only has a smart brain, but also has rich experience, and she knows Xiaoying's lies as soon as she hears them.

didn't break it, and lay down on the tombstone again, and at an angle that Xiaoying couldn't see, she smiled secretly.

Nervously clutching the book of the dead in her arms, Xiaoying recalled her property, except for the book of the dead and the invitation here, she could give up everything else without hesitation, but the only thing that could attract others in her hand was the book of the dead and the invitation here.

With her cultivation, Xiaoying is very sure that she can't beat the people in the shadows, so if she wants to keep the Book of the Dead and the invitation here, she must use her thinking that rarely runs at high speed and think about her strategy.

"According to me, although the Book of the Dead is special, you don't have to protect it so much, anyway, there is only one natal weapon you can choose in the end." I don't want Xiaoying to be too relaxed, and the ethereal voice tries to disturb it.

If it weren't for that intimacy, Xiaoying really suspected that this person was in the same league as Confused.

"I love books of the dead."

"Because it was given by someone else? It's a shame that I took the trouble to help you find the judge Zhu Bi. There was a hint of sourness in the ethereal voice.

Xiaoying frowned, compared to the complicated ambiguity now, she was more accustomed to the momentum of this person like an elder when she was in a turbid place.

Not in the mood to think about any more strategies, Xiaoying was completely immersed in the circle of ethereal voices.

At the same time that she lost her vigilance, Confusion immediately sat up and looked at the uninvited black figure unhappily: "Why are you here?" ”

"She has an invitation here." The black figure pointed at Xiaoying, and then took out all the things in Xiaoying's arms before he could stop it.

Sensing something strange, Xiaoying immediately opened his eyes, and his big dark eyes were facing the beautiful eyes of confusion, and before he had time to accuse him of confusion, the look in his big eyes gradually dissipated and turned into a dead gray.

Forcibly restrained by the owner of the ethereal voice, Xiaoying struggled unconvinced, but soon found that the restraint became tighter and tighter the more she struggled.

If she doesn't want to be sane, she'd better stay still.

Just after she had completely compromised, the ethereal voice let out a chuckle, and then, in front of her sanity, a curtain of water appeared, and the confusion and the black figure were printed in the water curtain.

I saw that after the black figure found the invitation here, he directly left the rest of the things by Xiaoying's side, and pulled her to take her away.

Confused and nimble, he dodged the pull of the black figure, frowned and pointed to the body of the little shadow, and asked, "Why don't you take the Book of the Dead too?" ”

"The Book of the Dead has already recognized the Lord, what's more, what do you think is the relationship between the Thousand Machines and this resentful spirit?" The black figure sank his voice and said something that even Xiaoying was shocked: "They are husband and wife!" ”

"Nonsense, although Qianji held a wedding, that wedding didn't wait for the bride at all, this is something that everyone in Seven Cities knows." A retort of confusion and justification.

"Then do you know how the Book of the Dead is refined?" The black figure asked rhetorically.

He glanced at Xiaoying, who was lying down, and after making sure that she would not wake up suddenly, he walked to Xiaoying's tombstone and stood with his back to the tombstone.

This posture is a habit of being in danger all year round, and even when he is slack, he maintains the best fighting posture.

Honestly shaking his head, he was still vigilant and kept an eye on Xiaoying.

Xiaoying lost her mind too suddenly just now, and she knew very well that the black figure would never use such an evil skill, so she thought that there must still be someone hiding in the shadows, but she didn't know if this person was a friend or a friend.

"Qianji is refining the Book of the Dead according to the requirements of the love token, from the beginning, there is only one person he likes, in order to ensure that the Book of the Dead only recognizes that one person as the master, he not only forcibly dug up the ghost king's inner dan, but also integrated half of his love roots and half of the original spirit into the Book of the Dead."

The tone of the black figure was very slow, and it was low and empty, it was normal to listen to it in confusion, but Xiaoying couldn't help but shudder when she heard it.

Even the person in the turbid place, after hearing the refining materials of the Book of the Dead, couldn't help but exclaim: "It's really a demon." ”

"That, I remember the ghost king told me that what Qianji likes is the shadow master here, so why does the black shadow say that I and Qianji are husband and wife?" Hearing the admiration of the ethereal voice, Xiaoying returned to his senses.

Since the characters in the turbid place know her past, then they should know whether she is Qianji's wife who confesses her mistakes, if she is really just a passerby, and she can convince herself not to be delusional because of Qianji's affection for the young master.

It's just that her dashing renunciation has not really been confirmed in her mind, and the ethereal voice said: "I remember that when you were in the Phantom City, everyone called you the Young Master of Shadow. ”

"So, I'm really the bride of a thousand machines?" Xiaoying asked.

"Hmm!"

"Why am I absent?" After getting a positive answer, Xiaoying frowned violently, she didn't think that there was anything bigger than marrying Qianji.

"You have to ask yourself." The ethereal voice was a little angry.

God knows, he ran home full of joy, told his family the news that she was going to get married, and worked hard to find a lot of rare treasures as her dowry, but before he arrived in Phantom City, the news of the bride's absence came out.

As a result, he had nowhere to give away his treasures, and he was scolded by his family for being incomplete.

"Ahem!" Hearing the annoyance of the ethereal voice, Xiaoying blinked in embarrassment, although she couldn't remember what she had done wrong, but she instinctively felt that she was at a loss.

When she used her dead skin and face to return to normal, the confused and black figures in the water curtain left the place at some point.

A little unhappily began to struggle again, Xiaoying thought that the person in the muddy place didn't dare to do anything to her, so he didn't care that the binding force was getting stronger and stronger.

It wasn't until her consciousness gradually faded that the person in the turbid place sighed helplessly: "You are still like this, always clinging to something that you shouldn't be clinging to." ”

"I am happy to have an attachment, whether it is good or bad." Xiaoying smiled, and after refuting this sentence, Huali lost consciousness.

So what she didn't know was that, just like the time when the White Bone Lady injured her, when she was completely unconscious, the Book of the Dead emitted a faint black light on its own.

Qianji, who was far away in the Phantom City, suddenly put down the teacup in his hand at the same time as the black light lit up, and the young man in white on the side saw this, and immediately reached out and pressed his shoulder.

"I think I already know what you added to the materials for refining the Book of the Dead." Still shaking the paper folding fan in his hand, the young man in white said in a deep voice.

“……”

Qianji looked at his friend in front of him speechlessly, if he remembered correctly, the three masters here, the smartest was this white-clothed Mo Xiao, who liked white-clothed, always held a paper folding fan everywhere, and was known as the emperor.

If he had already guessed what materials had been added to the Book of the Dead, Qianji would not have been surprised at all.

Now that he said that he knew that Qianji was really a little surprised.

"Say, who provoked Xiaoying this time?" Retracting his hand, Bai Yi Mo asked with a faint smile.

Before, he wasn't sure that Qianji had found Xiaoying, so he was willing to accept the news of Xiaoying's death and no longer experience the despair after hope, but now, what appeared was not just hope, but facts, and he naturally wouldn't be deceiving himself.

"I don't know." Shaking his head, Qianji's face was not too ostentatious, and there was a rare show of annoyance: "In the fluctuations transmitted back by the Book of the Dead, I can't feel the breath of people, and all that has been taken away is the invitation here." ”

"In this case, it should be a ghost." Bai Yi Mo said affirmatively.

Qianji is to worship Xiaoying in the cemetery, the book of the dead is sent, and it can appear in that place, and there is no breath of people, naturally only the ghost.

Nodding in agreement, Qianji frowned: "It's a pity, I can't see their appearance." ”

"Don't worry, we can't see Xiaoying will always see it, with her lazy personality, she will definitely not go to them, and when the time comes, you can spend some time trying to trick her."

"But ......" But he didn't say that he couldn't win Xiaoying at all, it is estimated that he really wanted to talk at that time, and before he started, he was tricked by Xiaoying.

"Not so much, but, instead of worrying about not seeing their appearance here, it is better to plan what to do in the Netherworld, I remember, last time that white bone spirit gave Xiaoying a solid palm." When the white-clothed Mo Xiao said this, he still maintained his signature light smile on his face.

That look, obviously like an otherworldly immortal, but the words he said made Qianji always feel that there was a cold wind blowing behind him.

If it weren't for the fact that he had helped him pursue Xiaoying in the past, Qianji would definitely have to suspect that Mo Xiao in white also liked Xiaoying.

Thinking of this, Qianji couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

In the past, he felt that he was inferior to Tang Lu, so he didn't fight for it, but later Tang Lu withdrew by himself, so he had a chance to start, and Mo Xiao, who was also in white clothes, had no thoughts about Xiaoying, otherwise, his rivals in love would be stronger than the other.