The ghost doctor didn't leave, and he should have sat back at the back of the table, and only occasionally there was some cautious sound. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

My mind seemed to be thinking of this for a while, and thinking of that for a while, real and fake, and I couldn't tell the difference between the real and the fake.

Thinking about it, a pain came from my left arm, and the familiar pain made me know in my heart, I didn't expect it to be the night of the full moon so soon.

If I had many, many anticipations of the full moon night before, then half of that anticipation was replaced by fear, because I already knew the fate of those who were so precious to me that I was alive.

Except for Burning Yang and Ke Murong, they all died...

When I thought of this, I realized that I had forgotten someone, Sikong! I forgot about him!

Xu was too scared to know his end at the time, so he instinctively hid him...

And who am I going to see now? Holding his hand tightly, a finger has been inserted into his hand, and after opening his eyes, he lifted the quilt and sat up with his body propped up, and now the pain at the beginning has become bearable.

Seeing that there was movement on my side, the ghost doctor put down the book in his hand and looked at me.

"I want to go out and breathe." I spoke, got out of bed, and the ghost doctor looked at me twice, didn't say anything, and picked up the book again.

Pushing open the door, the night was thick, the moonlight was just right, and the people who were sitting in a courtyard were lying bald under the willow tree that the ghost doctor had been fiddling with, snoring.

Yichen and Buzhi sat next to him, especially Yichen still held a grass in his hand, which occasionally swept the bad one on the bald head's face, and the harmful bald head always scratched his face from time to time, and slept very unsteadily.

Lao Wang and the honest sat on the chair, quietly admiring the moonlight and sipping tea.

Hua Su Liu and Phoenix sat on the steps in front of them, supporting their bodies backwards, Hua Su Liu looked at the moon, and Phoenix closed his eyes, his legs swaying leisurely.

Rong Rong sat on the steps two steps away from my door, with his chin propped up, looking at the moon in the sky in a daze.

Sixteen sat next to him, meditating with his eyes closed.

Chang Lou stood at the door of the small courtyard, looking at the rejuvenating flowers that bloomed just right.

Xinghe's room also had an open window, and the light of Rudou illuminated the room inside, and I saw Xinghe sitting behind the table, supporting his head with one hand, and looking out of the window with his head sideways.

He was already a young man, handsome, but his eyes looked a little troubled.

Everyone was very quiet and silent, only the evening breeze swayed, sending night incense.

I used the immortal method, took off the earrings of the soul condensation stone, and walked out quietly.

Out of the small courtyard, came to the outside of the formation, I didn't stop, staggered into the deep mountains on the side, stumbled along the way, kept being scraped by the branches, and finally couldn't stand the pain, and sat down against a thick tree.

With a trembling hand, he lifted the sleeve of his left arm, only to see another petal stretching out a thin line wrapped around his arm and coiling it upward, because he knew what this pain could bring, so he could only grit his teeth and endure it.

I couldn't help but hit the thick tree with my head back like crazy, once, twice, and the third time I broke the thick tree, and the stubble protruding from the break was inserted into my brain, which was obviously another pain, but it made me feel clearer physically and mentally!

My body shook uncontrollably, I couldn't help but make a sound in pain, stretched my head forward, and the stubble inserted into it was pulled out, and what made me unstoppable was that my whole body shook again, and I couldn't stop rolling my eyes.

And the voice I was waiting for finally sounded in my head, and the moment it sounded, I felt a splitting headache, and I hit my head back again, this time there was no tree to hit, so I hit the stubble directly, and I used too much force to let the stubble go directly through my head and insert it out of my face.

I took a few breaths of cold air, and my left arm was already pinched and broken.

"My name is Nihuang, what's your name?"

"Eh~ Why don't you ignore me?"

"I know you're going to like him!

"Qin Su, with you as a friend in this life, it's worth it!"

"Nihuang, Nihuang... Nihuang... I kept saying the name of the phoenix, as if it would keep me awake, and by the end I had gritted my teeth and broken my tongue.

My heart is scared, terrified, but crazy to know, to know the final outcome of Nihuang!

"Qin Su, I got my wedding dress ready, and today I forced him to marry me, hum!" Nihuang's voice was a little sly, but more of a joy.

In my mind, a woman with a small braid, beads and bells on the braid, wearing a light pink light gauze dress, the pink dress was draped in a red wedding dress, and the wedding dress was embroidered with a lifelike phoenix with gold thread.

The woman's cardamom hand was on her shoulder, pulling the wedding dress, turning happily in circles, laughing uncontrollably, the pigtails on her head flicked up, the light pink dress flew up, the red wedding dress also swung up, and the phoenix on it seemed to fly out.

This scene is so happy and happy, even if I am in pain now, I can't help but pick up the stiff corners of my mouth.

"Qin Su, you put this wedding dress away for me first, and when I come back, I will put it on and let him marry me." The voice of the phoenix sounded again, the picture was changing, and I saw that the hand painted with cardamom was so reluctant, stroking the phoenix on the wedding dress nostalgically.

Thinking about the lifelike phoenix, she must have spent a lot of thought on a stitch and a thread, how many days and nights, and how many fingers were pierced before she embroidered it.

I straightened up sharply, and the stubble in my head pulled out again, but this time half of it was folded in my head.

I desperately stretched out my hand and spoke, shouting in a hoarse voice, "No!! ”

I know the end, I know it's in the past, I know I can't change it, I can't stop it, but ...

But I cried out, "No... Don't go... ”

His hand stopped in mid-air, shaking uncontrollably, and his head was already hanging down a little.

The picture in my mind is already thousands of miles of wind and sand, thousands of miles of wind, the sunset is like a burning furnace, and a blood-stained head has been thrown on this yellow sand.

Most of the braids were scattered, and they were covered with sand, bells, and beads, but even if the wind blew, the bells did not make a sound.

I couldn't shout anything with my mouth open, and I couldn't suppress the mood that was about to up!

So I started retching uncontrollably, and my saliva fell with tears that flowed out of nowhere.

Is this the end for you? (To be continued.) )