It was so hot, Yang Xiaoxi gradually felt a flame burning in her throat, and she was so angry that she couldn't breathe. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

She remembered seeing in a gossip forum that when people were dying, their minds would keep flashing things that happened a long time ago, and they were in a relaxed state, but why was she like someone was thrown naked into a pot of oil in hell at this time, wrapped in a rolling heat wave from head to toe, and those tongues of fire that seemed to be nothing, why did they recklessly scald every inch of her skin? The pain was far more than the smell of dynamite tearing through the body.

Could it be that he was sent to the crematorium by the police before he was out of breath, uh...... Yang Xiaoxi imagined the surrounding scene in her mind chaotically, she tried to struggle to escape the scorching heat, but she felt that her hands and feet were like being dropped on a scale, heavy, and she couldn't move at all.

If he had known that being killed by explosives would be like this, it would be better to shoot himself directly before his undercover identity was exposed, at least it would not be so tormenting, Yang Xiaoxi thought to himself.

But if it was death, why did her consciousness not weaken at this time, but became clear little by little, and she could even feel a sticky and sweet thing suddenly surging up in her throat, gradually spreading over her lips and teeth, and squirting straight out of her mouth.

Yang Xiaoxi's eyes seemed to open at the moment when a mouthful of black-red blood gushed through his throat, the surroundings were very quiet, there was no cry from his colleagues in the police force, and there was no imaginary fire, wasn't he in the funeral home?

She lifted her eyes weakly, eager to see everything around her so that she could know if she was alive or dead, and gradually, the figure of a man became clearer and clearer in front of her.

Until he saw it clearly, Yang Xiaoxi couldn't help but gasp. The man who appeared in front of her was only loosely draped in a satin white coat, and his snow-white and firm chest was faintly visible through the scattered clothes, and his long hair, which was blacker than a woman, flowed softly across his neck and hung quietly on his chest. Two deep eyes, two curved black eyebrows, as well as the slender and straight nose bridge, and warm lips as thin as cicada wings, all appropriately decorate his angular face.

"This face, oh my God, is enough to kill all the popular little fresh meat in seconds", Yang Xiaoxi thought secretly.

"You're awake." The deep voice squeezed through the white-clothed man's bright teeth and red lips, he and Yang Xiaoxi looked at each other, but his brows moved slightly, and the bottom of his eyes revealed a trace of fierceness that was extremely incommensurate with his temperament.

"Y-who are you?!" Yang Xiaoxi spit out the words weakly, her mind was still in a trance, and asked, "Where am I?" I wasn't even blown up? What about Captain Liang? ”。

The man in white was stunned, and looked slightly sideways at a purple-clothed young man standing beside him, and his voice was slightly tired: "I think this woman is stunned by poison, and her mouth is full of nonsense." ”

"I went to the Netherworld for a while, I think I was a little frightened, according to my subordinates, she will be fine after two days of resting." The purple-clothed young man handed a handkerchief to the man in white, and said, "The young master has spent a lot of internal strength to force poison for her, so it's better to rest early." ”

Young master? Forced to poison? What the heck...... Yang Xiaoxi's thoughts continued to be chaotic for ten seconds, and then he immediately sat up from the bed as if he had been struck by lightning!!

Yang Xiaoxi looked at himself and found that he was not wearing the white skirt he was wearing before he died, but a light blue embroidered skirt, and then touched his hair, which had become waist-length and raised his hands, well, he was also a lot more slender and white, and couldn't help blurting out: "Crossing, or soul wearing!"

The man in white, known as the "Young Master", obviously didn't care very much about Yang Xiaoxi's words, and didn't raise his eyes to look at her from beginning to end, just soaked the beads of sweat on his cheeks with a handkerchief, and then pulled the loose white underwear on his body at will, took a red robe from the edge of the bed and draped it on his body, and said lightly: "I'll leave it to you here, I'll go see the palace master." ”

He walked to the door, but stopped again, turned around and said, "Qing Yu, let her know something, I don't want to listen to those crazy words anymore." ”

"Yes, young master", the purple-clothed young man named Qingyu agreed.

The man in white nodded, put his hand on the door carving in the shape of a lion's head, and gently swirled his five fingers - "boom" A stone door opened in response. As soon as he hurried out, the stone gate immediately whistled and fell.

Yang Xiaoxi looked around, only to find that she was lying in a closed stone room, which was the size of a quarter of a football field, surrounded by what appeared to be a naturally formed stone wall, with patterns and words carved on it that she couldn't read.

A drop of cold water fell on the back of Yang Xiaoxi's hand, and she looked up and saw several bats hanging upside down in a damp rock mass overhead.

"Well, can you give me a mirror?" Yang Xiaoxi, who learned that he was a soul wearer, didn't care too much about figuring out the relationship between the characters on the scene at this time, but was more concerned about his appearance. After all, she was a police flower of the provincial team before her death, although she should have been blown up beyond recognition after death, but she also expected her soul to be able to get a good skin.

"Girl, don't worry, what you drink is only poison, not skin erosion, and it won't ruin your appearance and appearance." Qing Yu said as he took a bronze mirror and gave it to Yang Xiaoxi.

Yang Xiaoxi took the mirror and saw the face reflected in the bronze mirror, which looked like he was only about sixteen or seventeen years old, full of collagen, not to mention, and indeed an outstanding beauty, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"I don't seem to remember the past, you called him the young master of that person just now, is he my relative?" Yang Xiaoxi flashed his starry eyes, thinking to himself that his identity in ancient times, could it be the young master's wife, although he didn't know much about him, but for an appearance association, at least the appearance of that guy just now could be given full marks.

"You and the young master have never seen each other before." Qing Yu hesitated a little, and then said, "You really don't remember the past?" Don't you even remember how you got poisoned? ”

Yang Xiaoxi became more and more confused, although she didn't know whether the other party was friend or foe, but she still said frankly: "I don't even remember what my surname is or what my name is." ”

"I don't remember, now everyone thinks you're dead, and you're going to have a new identity soon." After Qing Yu finished speaking, he paused and said: "The person who just detoxified for you, his name is Shangguan Yuntian, he is the young master of this Jiuxuan Underground Palace, his mother is the palace master here, and everyone in the rivers and lakes calls her Mrs. Jin." ”

"You say that I have never met your young master? In that case, why did you save me? Yang Xiaoxi asked

"That's all I can tell you right now." Qing Yu Zhengse said: "The young master will take you to see the palace master in a while, and you will understand when the time comes." ”

Before Qing Yu's words fell, the stone gate suddenly lifted, and that impeccable face reappeared, but the expression was still so gloomy and silent, and it couldn't help but be fearful.

"Young master", Qing Yu lowered his eyebrows slightly and stepped aside.

Shangguan Yuntian was silent, walked straight to Yang Xiaoxi's side, and a few slender fingers suddenly clasped her wrist, although she didn't deliberately exert force, but the force between her fingers was really heavy, and the pain made her frown, and said, "Hey! It's too rude for you to treat a weak woman like this. ”

"I can spare you from death, it's already very merciful." Shangguan Yuntian said coldly, "Now follow me to see the palace master." ”