"Since you know, then I won't hide it, just two grains, and I will disappear in front of your eyes from now on."

"Haha." Gu Xuefu suddenly put away her smile and said fiercely: "What do you think I have here?" Charity Hall? Pity you two little minions! She walked towards Zhen Yue, who had a cold face, approached Zhen Yue's ear, and sneered: "Zhen Yue, there is only one antidote, either he dies or you die, only one of the two of you can leave Qilin Fang, don't try to threaten me, since you dare to pretend to be April, you must have the intention of leaving, it must have reached the point where you have to go!" ”

Zhen Yue clenched her fists, took a sharp breath, and said indifferently: "One grain is one grain, thank you for making it complete!" After speaking, he dragged his injured body away slowly, the cold wind of the night whistled, the woman's bloody gown was blown and drummed, and the blood stains solidified on the white skin, which was shocking.

"Zhen Yue, I'm waiting to see your choice, I believe it won't disappoint me." Gu Xuefu looked at her back coldly, the white shadow in the darkness gradually disappeared, blending into the inky night, the smell of blood in the air made her excited, and her delicate face reflected an excited smile.

Before he entered the fourth courtyard, he was pulled into the dense forest by a pair of powerful arms, and the dead branches swept over the woman's injured arm, and a muffled snort spread in the cold wind.

"You're hurt!" When the man heard her muffled snort, he immediately became anxious, the sky was too dark, he looked in the faint light, and saw that the woman's face was pale, and the white veil was finely bloodstained, and the two arms were bloody, like blood-stained plums in the dark night, piercing and terrifying.

Zhen Yue slowly raised her head and looked at his hazy face. The corners of his mouth smiled warmly: "Ah Qiu, dawn is really coming." After speaking, his eyes drooped and he fainted.

Before falling into a coma, she only felt a pair of warm hands holding herself tightly, just like many years of night, relying on this warmth to suppress the fear in her heart, and survived the long bloody day, the urgent call in her ears made her feel warm, her heart was no longer so cold, she seemed to have seen the dazzling sunlight penetrate the endless night.

November. Frost heavy. It's cold.

"It's snowing."

The clear cheers of the maids seeped into the silent room with the cold wind, and the woman held the blue hilt of the sword, the body of the sword was straight, and the slender and powerful hand rubbed the sword body without hurrying or slow. The sword qi was imprinted in the woman's indifferent eyes. Cold as frost. A firmness that only a man has emanates from his eyes, looking heroic.

Zhen Yue put down the short sword and got up to hit the door. When she landed, the cold wind howled and blew her hair full of green silk, and she was shaken by the sudden cold wind.

The snowflakes were flying, white as jade, falling on the dead branches, melting in an instant, leaving cold frost, and not shocking people's hearts also became cold, but at this time she was in a surging mood, just like the darkness before the light, just waiting for the dawn.

"Girl, why do you wear so little?" Seeing that Zhen Yue was wearing thin clothes, the maid hurriedly went into the house to bring a cloak.

Zhen Yue stood in the courtyard, tilting her head, revealing her white neck, letting the cold snowflakes sprinkle on her skin, seeping into her soft body, bringing a chill.

The maid felt that the master was a little strange, so she hurriedly stepped forward and draped the fiery red cloak over the woman's tall shoulders, and waited aside, not daring to say more.

"Winter is coming, is spring still far away!" Zhen Yue closed her eyes and felt the touch of snowflakes, the corners of her mouth raised, and her smile was like the summer sun.

"Ahh The maid was startled, and she didn't know why, so she was stunned and said: "The winter in Shu is long, and the spring is still early." ”

Zhen Yue suddenly opened her bright eyes, her eyes were filled with sadness for a moment, and she said lightly: "Yes, even if spring will come, it is still far away, and there is still a long cold winter to go." ”

"Did the slave say the wrong thing?" Seeing that the master was down, the maid bit her lip and trembled.

Zhen Yue didn't speak, she went back to the room directly, blocking the biting snow and frost out of the door, and the maid was stunned in place and didn't know what to do, wringing her handkerchief and not moving, for fear that she would make another mistake and cause discomfort to her master.

In the simple room, a hidden dark grid was slowly opened, and there was a crescent-colored oil-paper umbrella inside, and the magnolia flowers were withered in the cold, and she swept her gaze lightly to the small box next to her, the box was brown, bare, without a trace of carving, just like the withered tree outside.

She picked up the box and put it in the cuffs, looked at the oil-paper umbrella with a long-term sigh, and closed the dark grid with a bang, and the fine dust fell on the oil-paper umbrella because of the vibration, silently.

The light dancing snow gradually covered the water pavilion, and from time to time drifted to the shoulders of the man in the pavilion, the man slashed his face like a crown of jade, his demeanor was like a star, and his eyes were deep staring at the white snowflakes.

"A-hate." A clear voice came in an instant.

The man turned back suddenly, his stiff facial features softened, and his voice was warm: "Xiaoyue." He beckoned to the woman who was walking not far away.

Zhen Yue entered the Water Pavilion and just raised her hand, but before she could pat the broken snow on her shoulder, a pair of exaggerated hands came first.

"Is it cold?" Qiu Sheng patted the snow off her shoulders, held her cold hands again, and frowned: "Come out and dress warmer in the future, this year's weather is colder than in previous years." ”

Zhen Yue lowered her eyes, hid the bitterness in her eyes, and when she raised her eyes, she had already changed into a bright smile: "Ah Qiu, I have good news for you." ”

"What's the good news?" Qiu Sheng continued to rub her palms, feeling that her palms were gradually warming, and she was in a good mood.

Zhen Yue pulled him to sit on the stone bench and looked at him: "Gu Xuefu really gave me the antidote." ”

With a pause in his fingers, Qiu Sheng raised his eyes to look at her, and said slowly: "Do you believe in her antidote?" ”

"Yes." Zhen Yue nodded and said: "A woman who is blinded by love will definitely leave no room for it, she has no other way to go now, maybe our escape is an opportunity for her, she is such a scheming and cunning person, she will definitely not let go of this opportunity easily." ”

As she spoke, she took out the locket on the cuff, opened it gently, and said with joy on her face: "Ah Qiu, we have an antidote, and we don't have to wait for the medicine issued by Qilin Fang every month, and we won't suffer from Gu poison." ”

The members of the Soul Killing Team, in the past eight years, none of them will take the initiative to escape, there is a right to glory here, as long as they are willing to pay blood, they will get everything, as long as they endure it for three years, they will get a free body, but the Soul Forgetting Gu is a well-known poison, if it is not detoxified, it will be bitten by Gu worms all over the body and die, and the death is cruel, so no one will escape from Qilin Fang!

The two red pills were lying tightly in the box, and the cold wind passed by, wafting a faint smell of medicine, and the taste was peculiar.

"What's wrong?" Zhen Yue saw him drooping his eyes and pondering, his eyelashes blocking his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking. (To be continued......)