Jiang Xiaoyu was woken up by the bustling sound outside, and he struggled to sit up, only to realize that his whole body was in pain as if it had been torn apart. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Hmm~" He snorted, and before he could stand up, he rolled to the ground, when someone outside the house seemed to hear the movement, squeaked the door and walked in.

"Little rabbit, you~" Jiang Xiaoyu thought it was a jade rabbit, and looked up to see that it was indeed a small ring with a double bun.

Xiaohuan walked over expressionlessly, bent down and helped Jiang Xiaoyu to the bed. Jiang Xiaoyu was puzzled, and the sudden sound of firecrackers outside made him change his words again, "Why is it so noisy outside?" ”

"Miss's wedding!" Xiaohuan's voice was cold, his eyes were even more dull than a few days ago, and even the hand that had just held him was cold and piercing.

"Your young lady?" Jiang Xiaoyu became more and more puzzled, "You mean, Ouyang Lingling got married?" With whom? ”

"Miss is naturally with my uncle!" Xiaohuan walked to the table next to him and brought over the bowl of medicine on it, "Childe said, you want to drink medicine when you wake up!" ”

"Meng Jiang?" Jiang Xiaoyu hurriedly said, "Where is Meng Jiang, you take me to see him!" ”

"Drink the medicine!" Xiaohuan pushed the medicine bowl forward.

Jiang Xiaoyu knew that she was just a living dead and had no thoughts, so she had no choice but to take the medicine bowl and drink it with her head up. "I've already drunk the medicine, you take me to Meng Jiang!"

"Childe confessed, you drank the medicine, rested, and you can go home in three days!"

"Home?" Jiang Xiaoyu struggled to stand up again, but his head suddenly became dizzy, and the scene in front of him became blurred. "This, this medicine~"

Before the words are finished, the person is already unconscious.

Xiaohuan placed Jiang Xiaoyu and covered the quilt, then turned around and walked out of the room, closed the door and stood at the door again, like a door god.

The sound of suona and noise came together, and the red in the eyes covered up the dilapidated atmosphere of Ouyang Fort, the green garden that had not been lived in for a long time, the red garden was now also crowded with people, and the small building where Ouyang Lingling once lived was decorated like a castle.

Meng Jiang was still wearing a green shirt, and was helping Ouyang Lingling comb her hair. In the bronze mirror, a woman in a red dress has the corners of her mouth curved, shy and charming.

"Lingling, today is a good day for you, I have invited all the neighbors! This is the only thing Brother Meng can do for you, I hope that after tonight, your relationship in this life can be renewed in the next life. ”

The woman in the bronze mirror was still smiling sweetly, but she did not speak.

"Oh, young castle master, the auspicious time has come, please move the bride to the hall!"

A matchmaker dressed in fancy clothes walked in shaking a handkerchief, her huge ass twisted extremely exaggeratedly, but her face was covered with rouge gouache, and she couldn't even see her facial features clearly, just like a clay figure with a mask.

"Good! Lingling, it's time for us to hit the road! Meng Jiang helped Ouyang Lingling up, but did not cover her head, and led her out of the small building. Outside, there were people standing in a line to greet their loved ones, and everyone's face was painted with joy, and the brilliant colors were like a face. The man standing at the front, dressed in a red robe, was delicate and timid, but he was the only one alive.

"Qin Xiang! Your bride is here! Meng Jiang stood three steps away and looked at him steadily.

The corners of Qin Xiang's mouth raised a smile, and her eyes were also dyed with a touch of tenderness. He slowly stepped forward, looked at Ouyang Lingling with a happy face, and couldn't help but call softly, "Lingling!" ”

The sound of suona rose again, and the welcoming team cheered together to rush Qin Xiang and the two to the main hall. Qin Xiang couldn't help but look back, outside the crowd, Meng Jiang was standing alone in place, a little far away, he couldn't see what the other party's expression was.

In front of the hot spring cave in the mountain behind Ouyang Fort, Ouyang Jian, who looked unhappy, squatted on the ground, desperately torturing the messy grass at hand. Luoyu and the black dragon stood side by side at the entrance of the cave, both of them looking a little nervous.

The greeting of relatives at the foot of the mountain stopped, and the black dragon finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked in a low voice, "Is it time to worship the church?" How long will we have to wait! ”

"Wait until it's dark!"

"It's dark?" The black dragon looked up at the huge sun, and stomped a little irritably, "It's really a hurry, just in case~"

"No whatever!" Luoyu turned his head sideways and glared at the black dragon fiercely, "This is His Holiness's own choice, as subordinates, we can just obey orders!" ”

"I don't believe that you are not worried, the Venerable Yuanshen is incomplete, and now it has been stripped out, do you really believe that Meng Jiang's words, what if he doesn't keep his promise and leaves?"

"More than any of us, he longs for His Holiness to return to his true form!" Luoyu squinted into the distance, her expression unusually calm. Her composure calmed the black dragon's restless heart a little.

"No, I can't watch Lingling die!" Ouyang Jian suddenly stood up and shouted, as soon as he turned his head, he looked at Luoyu's gloomy face, sighed in his heart, and unconsciously added, "I, as a father, should always go and send her on the last ride!" ”

With that, he turned around and went down the mountain in a depressed mood.

The black dragon was about to stop but was stopped by Luoyu, "He wants to die, do you want to die too?" ”

"This?"

"The demon snake has never returned, His Holiness is already unhappy in his heart, if there is another accident today, I don't need to say that you also know the consequences!"

Luoyu's words made the black dragon's steps stop.

Meng Jiang did not attend the wedding banquet, but went to Jiang Xiaoyu's room. Xiaohuan bowed mechanically, Meng Jiang looked at her, the dead air had spread to the center of her eyebrows, her own strength was too heavy, and she was no longer able to support her.

"Xiaohuan, you used to be the puppet of Qingyu Ling, your soul has been dispersed, I tried to help you gather, but in the end it didn't work, I'm sorry!" Xiaohuan still looked at Meng Jiang sluggishly, Meng Jiang lowered his head and sighed softly, raised his sleeves and waved, Xiaohuan suddenly turned into ashes.

Meng Jiang pushed the door and walked in, and the empty bowl on the table showed that Jiang Xiaoyu had woken up.

Meng Jiang stretched out his hand to probe Jiang Xiaoyu's pulse, although he was still weak, he was no longer worried about his life.

"Jiang Xiaoyu, after tonight, it is difficult to predict whether Meng Jiang will live or die, and it will only be more dangerous for you to stay here any longer. You have failed Ji Wushuang and harmed the Jade Rabbit, I only hope that you can take your responsibility in the future, Your Highness Fan Yu! ”

Meng Jiang opened his hands wide, closed his eyes and concentrated, his palms gently slid over Jiang Xiaoyu's body, the air flow in the room swirled, and in a blink of an eye, Jiang Xiaoyu on the bed had disappeared.

Meng Jiang finally lost his strength, covered his chest and vomited a mouthful of blood, which happened to spray on the bed, staining the brocade quilt red.

"Looks like I really won't last long!" Meng Jiang sat on the ground dejectedly, looking at the sky outside from the open door, he didn't remember what year he met him. The man in the dazzling mask leaned over to look at him like the lord of all things and asked, "Meng Jiang, do you want revenge?" ”

"Revenge?" Meng Jiangwu grinned to himself, his eyes were extremely sad, but he was crazy and couldn't suppress it. (To be continued.) )