As one of the four major flowers of the Red Sleeve Pavilion in Liuying City, Zhu Qing naturally would not have anything to do with Li Jiawen when they met for the first time, this time was only the stage when the Red Sleeve Pavilion observed Li Jiawen, but because Li Jiawen's performance aroused Zhu Qing's dissatisfaction, she wanted to stimulate Li Jiawen a little. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

She is now extremely humble, as if waiting for Li Jiawen to be pampered, but as long as Li Jiawen's desires. When the fire reaches the apex, she will retreat, because the easier it is to get, the cheaper it is, and Zhu Qing is not a woman who can get it casually, she wants to make Li Jiawen have a feeling that she is about to reach her mouth but is almost there, that feeling will make him crazy, will make him think about her day and night, and only after the final evaluation is issued by the general cabinet, Zhu Qing will make a choice to Li Jiawen.

Out of the spring garden, drunk and slightly drunk, as soon as the winter wind blows, people feel cold.

The soft fragrance of Wenyu is by her side, if you can hug her to drive away the loneliness of the cold night, away from the pain of changing her life in Asuka Zhai, what a fatal temptation it would be.

Li Jiawen looked up at the double moon and eight stars in the night sky, he laughed softly, and then let go of the bamboo green in his arms, and staggered away alone.

Zhuqing was the only one standing there, not laughing, not angry.

In the cold night, it suddenly snowed, Li Jiawen walked in the wind and snow, his body was crooked, and then finally, he fell to the ground with a thud.

Black blood flowed out of his seven orifices, and the first snow fell on the black blood, instantly condensing into black ice flowers.

The passers-by did not know that the man who had fallen to the ground was the colt of the dynasty, and they walked past him, treating him only as the most ordinary drunkard, and no one took pity on him, and even a beggar tried to reach out and rummage through his pockets.

A white figure that melted into the falling snow rushed over, she drove away the beggar and picked up Li Jiawen, but when she saw Li Jiawen's face, she was startled, because it was a face she almost didn't recognize, old, pale, lifeless, even half of his hair turned gray.

If she hadn't been guarding outside the Red Sleeve Pavilion and watching him walk out of the Red Sleeve Pavilion with her own eyes, she would hardly have dared to recognize him.

She cried out in fright and called, "Senior brother! Brother? What's wrong with you? Wake up! ”

But he was so weak that he couldn't open his eyes at all, and that time he was poisoned by blood ants, but he still slept next to the nightingale for seven days and seven nights, which had completely overdrawn his body.

Originally, he could hold out for a few months, but he didn't expect it to happen so suddenly.

The Thousand Tribulation Sword and Chengying were dimmed, and those evil spirits struggled and roared, just waiting for Li Jiawen to die completely, they would devour Li Jiawen's soul, and that soul would be the most beautiful taste in this world.

Luo Feixue didn't know what was going on at all, but she looked at Li Jiawen at this time, except for helplessness and sadness, she had no other emotions, she knew that Li Jiawen seemed to be leaving her.

It all happened so suddenly.

Li Jiawen didn't expect it, Luo Feixue didn't expect it, and he didn't even expect the phantom who had been secretly following Li Jiawen.

Luo Feixue hugged Li Jiawen tightly, his body was slowly getting cold, she didn't know what to do, she could only cry loudly and call his name.

"Senior Brother Jiawen! Brother Jiawen!! ”

In the depths of the distant starry sky, in the dark bottomless pit with no end in sight, Zhang Dao, who had been trapped for a long time and had not found a way out, frowned, because the three seeing fate that was connected to him was slowly dissipating, and there was something more mysterious than fate, which was breaking that connection, that is, fate.

"Are you going to fail?" Zhang Dao sighed, that Dao fate has become too weak now, so weak that he can't find it, and he can't cast the three fates, even if he casts the three fates, but it is the number of Heavenly Dao fates, just one word of fate, can it be against the number of heavenly fates?

The phantom in the dark, a thought appeared in the Flying Bird Zhai, and another thought he appeared in front of Li Jiawen with the imperial doctor, which was the same thought as Zhang Dao.

The imperial doctor hurriedly rushed to Li Jiawen's side, he reached out and touched Li Jiawen's pulse, and his face was like ashes, because this is the death pulse of the approaching life, not a disease, not an injury, but an ordinary lifespan.

As long as you live, unless you become one of the three thousand avenues, anyone's life will come to an end.

The farmer will die, the merchant will die, the scholar will die, the prince will die, even the fairy god will die, death is too common, but it is still terrible, it will make those who come near it weep sadly.

Luo Feixue didn't know who the person who took Li Jiawen's pulse was, but when she saw him shake his head, her heart was so cold that she seemed to forget to beat, and the endless darkness seemed to envelop not only Li Jiawen, but also her.

After Li Jiawen died, what should she do, and what should they do when they cross the river?

Without Li Jiawen, Bai Ze will have no scruples, because the only one who can suppress Bai Ze is the empress, and the empress's favorite is the nightingale.

She was so hesitant that she couldn't find her way, just hugged Li Jiawen's gradually stiff body.

The phantom said anxiously to the Imperial Doctor, "You should do something!" ”

The imperial doctor sighed: "I am also weak to return to heaven, unless there is an immortal pill, but ......"

A phantom appeared in the imperial study with a thought, and the empress followed the phantom to Li Jiawen, frowning and said, "How could he be here with her at night?" ”

The phantom said quickly: "The concubine went to the appointment of Shan Dawei, the son of the gluttonous king, and the place of the meeting was the Red Sleeve Pavilion, this Luo Feixue secretly followed because he knew that the concubine was going to the Red Sleeve Pavilion." After a few glasses of wine, the pony left the Red Sleeve Pavilion, and when he reached this point, he suddenly fell to the ground. ”

Luo Feixue recognized the Empress, she seemed to see hope, and knelt down and pleaded: "Your Majesty, please save my senior brother, he seems to be dying, he seems to be dying!" ”

When the passers-by heard the words Her Majesty, they fell to their knees in fright.

The empress had a calm face, if Li Jiawen died at this time, then the nightingale would inevitably die with him.

"Can only the Immortal Pill save him?"

The imperial doctor said in panic: "The old minister is incompetent, and he can't think of any other way to save the horse." ”

The empress snorted coldly: "If it weren't for the time when he was poisoned and assassinated, how could he not even survive this little time?" They are all mediocre talents, and they actually let traitors get into such an important place as Tai Academy, doesn't this mean that even in front of my imperial study, it may not be clean? ”

In the imperial city, those monks in the Mahayana period sensed the empress's anger and lowered their heads one after another.

"Do you know what the other party's bid is for the Immortal Pill we have found now? It's ten trillion spirit stones, ten trillion! That is the foundation of the country, the foundation that can be accumulated over many years! ”

The empress clenched her fists, and the other party opened her mouth to ask for ten trillion, and it was a spirit stone, which was countless times more precious and scarce than gold and gemstones, even if she could take it out of the treasury, it would hurt the foundation of the Liuying Dynasty.

The other party is obviously blackmailing, but the old pill is originally a sky-high price, and the other party is also the emperor of a country, he opened his mouth to ask for ten trillion, which is ten trillion, and there is no room for maneuver.

Ten trillion, in exchange for fifty years of life, and this fifty years of life is used on Li Jiawen, which may not be able to save the nightingale, which is an extremely difficult decision.

Originally, if Li Jiawen could live a few more months, then as long as he broke through to the heartbeat period, the empress would not hesitate to fight, as long as Li Jiawen could use the elixir to sprint from the heartbeat period to the golden pill, then there would be a hundred years of life, but now Li Jiawen is still only in the fusion period, at this time, an immortal pill, can it be useful? (To be continued.) )