Just when he was about to pounce on his body, the wooden door that was soft by the fire was kicked open with a "clang". Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The swirling cold wind swept through the door, making the fire burn even brighter.

Who is it!

Lu Zhaojin's soul body froze, and the man who broke into the door with the blazing fire as his back broke into her sight.

It's a pity that the fire is too bright, the soul body is too weak, and before she can see his face clearly, he has already picked up his corpse.

As if protected by something, her weakened soul body also got a little respite.

But the man moved quickly, and when he looked up again, he left her with only a burly back, passing by the broken beam that had been smashed by the flames.

Lu Zhaojin vaguely remembered that when she mistakenly hit the Qing Dao method and was planted with a cinnabar mole in the palm of her hand, she seemed to have also flown out of the sky, and vaguely saw such a scene.

Could it be that the matter of rebirth is real, and not a conjecture caused by her soul leaving her body before she died?

Lu Zhaojin was even more sure of his previous decision, and raised his hand to look at the palm of his soul's left hand.

A blood-red cinnabar mole, imprinted on it.

"Cinnabar mole, it's cinnabar mole!" Lu Zhaojin shouted in surprise, and his mind cleared up in an instant.

That world really exists, she really saved the Lu family, really made up for her regrets, really, met that Ye Youqing.

As her body was lifted out of the sea of fire, the white mist around Lu Zhaojin revived, although it was a thin layer, but it protected her tightly.

The slowly fluttering figure gradually stabilized, and Lu Zhaojin could no longer feel the heat of the surrounding sea of fire.

She walked through the sea of fire, and it was dark and dark outside.

The man holding her body didn't turn around, just stood quietly like that, with his back to the sea of fire, letting the scorching tongue of fire carry a heat wave and **** his back.

There was no need to make painstaking identification, Lu Zhaojin could see the other party's back clearly the moment his soul condition recovered.

She could recognize this familiar back at a glance.

Ye Youqing.

It's really him.

Lu Zhaojin's eyes were sour, but he couldn't cry.

Yes, she's just a soul, and maybe not even a soul, how can there be a human way to express emotions.

Even she didn't know what was going on with her now.

Why did she stay with the corpse of her previous life and not be able to leave.

If she's always like this, then ...... How could Tang Xiaoyao leave the cave, Ye Youqing couldn't open Xiangrui, what would Shen Zhi do to him?

"No, I have to go back." She looked at Ye Youqing in the courtyard and rushed to her body.

He, he is Ye Youqing who has been chasing him for eight years!

Lu Zhaojin stopped.

Ye Youqing's simple back, like an unclimbable mountain, blocked her determination to go back.

She knew it all now.

knows everything Ye Youqing has done for her.

knows the misunderstanding, knows the mistakes of the two hearts, and knows Ye Youqing's painstaking loneliness.

Even if she figured it out that she had love because she couldn't ask for it, it was still love.

There is still reluctance.

What did she have to do to choose to leave the man who had protected her for eight years after knowing the truth of everything.

Lu Zhaojin stretched out his hand and slowly floated towards Ye Youqing.

If he could perceive ......

The man brushed the floor and turned around in an instant, his eyes widened as if he was crazy, and he walked around: "Is that you?" Is that you?! ”

Lu Zhaojin was so shocked by Ye Youqing that he took half a step back, and almost rushed back to the sea of fire.

How can it be!

No, no, no, how could this be Ye Youqing.

The most handsome prince in Beijing, he is young and vigorous, arrogant and flamboyant all day long, full of mouths, wild wolf and unruly.

That clear face can still be clearly floated in front of me.

But who is this middle-aged man in front of him who is full of vicissitudes and bloodshots?

The white and tender face with faint traces of green onions had already been tanned, his cheeks still had oblique scars, his beard was unshaven, and a bleeding wound on his chest didn't seem to make him half of the pain, so he only muttered, "Is it you?" ”

He hugged Lu Zhaojin's unrecognizable bones, like a lonely general rushing out of the sea of blood in the mountain of corpses, singing sadly.

Ye Youqing, he ......

Lu Zhaojin held his head, and every fragment about Ye Youqing in the past eight years was flickering rapidly.

He went out on behalf of his father, he made meritorious contributions, he was seriously injured, the scars on his face, his little by ......

Lu Zhaojin finally completely separated the Ye Youqing in front of him from the young man with a clear face.

"Is that you? Zhao Jin ...... "He still muttered in pain, holding the body that had long been out of temperature, and slowly walked towards the fire.

The surging tongue of fire reflected his gray cheeks red, as if he had aged for decades.

Lu Zhaojin couldn't bear it, stepped forward, greeted him, and stretched out his hand.

Even though she knew it, her hand would only pass through his body, and there would be no way to stop him from moving forward.

But Lu Zhaojin hoped that Ye Youqing would be able to feel her even if he couldn't see her.

But what she didn't expect was that when her hand touched the bleeding wound on his chest, it would make her shrink back with a thud.

"Zhaojin!" He exclaimed, "Zhaojin! I know you hate me, but don't do anything stupid! I...... I can't control them, I can't control them! ”

Ye Youqing closed his eyes in pain: "I'm sorry, I didn't protect you well." ”

Lu Zhaojin looked at the red fingertips and realized that the inexplicable power contained in his blood obviously came from the same source as the red mole in her palm.

It's the clearest.

It's really the clearest.

Sure enough, everything in the previous life was hidden behind the scenes, stirring up the storm.

"I don't blame you." She muttered: "It's only to blame the world for making people, people's hearts, and greed." ”

It's a pity that Ye Youqing didn't hear her words, and still thought that she hated herself, so she knelt on the ground in pain, hugged the corpse, and kept explaining.

"You don't know, do you know how many people are staring at me, you have such a family background, only as a depressed princess, your life and death will not affect the overall situation, and they will let you go!"

That's right, otherwise the armor soldiers who were ambushed on East Avenue would have subdued her as early as the moment she went out.

But she still didn't escape.

Wei Yuncheng disappeared, and she naturally couldn't find the purple hoof stepping on the moon, so Chen Jinhuan had a chance to kill her.

Chen Jinhuan.

"I should have thought of it, I should have thought of it......" Ye Youqing hugged Lu Zhaojin's body in pain, and an inconspicuous white porcelain shard rolled down from her abdomen and fell into the stone and grass in front of the house, making Lu Zhaojin, who was a soul body, shocked.

The white mist around him suddenly became several times thicker.

Broken porcelain, is broken porcelain.

What the hell is going on, Lu Zhaojin seems to feel the impulse in the dark.

She has gone through so much, all in order to get back this piece of broken porcelain.

Lu Zhaojin was about to approach, when he was suddenly pushed away by a gust of wind and almost fell into the sea of fire.

"Ye Houye, the yin owl hurts your body, so let the poor dao share your worries for you." (To be continued.) )