Chapter 111: This is the past year
The rich bloody breath was close at hand, and it turned out that before he died, he could still smell the fishy breath emitted from his body, and Yan Luo's consciousness was still clear when he thought about it, and the surroundings seemed to be still sinking into a dead silence.
Why is there no sound at all? She subconsciously opened her eyes, and the bright red that was close at hand shook her eyes, and she quickly closed her eyes and opened them after getting used to it.
I saw that on the big red shirt, there were white arrows piercing through the heart, and the long body of the arrow remained behind him.
Yanluo's brain began to run rapidly, and it was the person in front of him who blocked the fatal arrow for himself!
Who is it? Her eyes moved upwards along the body of the arrow, but her heart was inexplicably panicked, afraid of the name that was about to come out in her heart, but the black hair on the shoulders of the man, and the dark red marks on the ends of the hair, all proved that she was right.
Her body didn't feel a cold shiver, "Mo Tong!" ”
The person in front of him, his body trembled, but he didn't turn his head, Yanluo subconsciously wanted to help her.
was pushed to the ground by a white shadow that suddenly rushed over.
Then a terrible scream sounded, and Yan Luo stood up and looked at Yue Lao Mo Tong who had fallen in a pool of blood, his body was lying in Chu Yan's arms.
Not far away, the wind that accidentally injured the ink pupil and the corner of his lips showed a cruel smile: "Yanluozi, since someone has fought for you, the deity will let you and Ziyi go, and said like a wisp of black smoke turned invisible in an instant."
With the disappearance of Fenghe, the barrier set by Chu Yan collapsed, and Chu Yan hugged the ink pupil who could no longer speak with tears on his face.
Yanluo leaned over, and Chu Yan said with a wary face, "What do you want to do?" Don't you think he's hurt enough? ”
There was no sadness on Yanluo's face. She squatted down from Chu Yan's side, "If you want him to die quickly, stop me from treating his injuries!" ”
Chu Yan was very conflicted, she didn't know whether to believe Yanluo. Or stab her to death with a sword.
The person in his arms moved, and then opened a hoarse voice and said, "Chu Yan!" ”
But only his lips moved a few times, and he couldn't make a sound after all.
Chu Yan said softly to him, "Shangxian, don't be in a hurry," he said and lowered his head and put his ear to Mo Tong's mouth.
Yanluo slowly stood up, and at this time, the barrier where Ziyi was had broken at the same time.
Ziyi's palm rested on one of Yanluo's shoulders.
He could feel that Yan Luo's body was trembling slightly, but she controlled it with her internal force to prevent herself from trembling even more.
Ziyi grabbed Yanluo's shoulder. Yanluo gave Ziyi a pale smile.
At this moment, Chu Yan didn't know when he had stood up, cast a hurried glance at Mo Tong, and walked towards Yanluo quickly.
The hatred in his eyes has not diminished by half a point, "Smoke ravel." The old moon fairy has something to say to you! Saying that, he had missed Yanluo's body and walked out.
After the barrier was broken, the place was as it was, with clear and bright water. Leisurely aquatic plants. It's like a quiet night in Yanluo's hometown Moon City.
Yanluo turned to Ziyi in a misty mind, and Ziyi nodded at her. I also found a thick tree, and leaned the clutch against one side to close my eyes to recuperate.
Only then did Yanluo turn her gaze to the old moon pupil, who was leaning against a tree with a crooked neck, gasping for breath.
She walked towards him, ten steps, his eyes shining, and the banter on the corners of his mouth was very similar to the way they had when they first met, when he was a merry and unruly celestial immortal in the heavenly realm. And she was just a little feather demon in charge of sprinkling in his palace, and she was dazed but fearless with nothing. So when he lifted her chin lightly and said, "Stunning and stunning", he only felt that he was frivolous and rude. So Daring Do replied with color, but he said she was funny.
Inexplicably gave the name "Yanluozi", she never knew why he gave her this name, could it be that from the very beginning he could see her boredom with the heavenly court, and see her wish.
She didn't seem to have told him in detail about her wishes and intentions, so how did he find out?
Eight steps, his eyes blinked, but the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually bloomed, Yanluo felt that she had never seen him in her life, he smiled so good-looking.
Under the chaotic and complicated situation in the heavenly realm, she was inexplicably punished by the jade fairy child and knelt, inexplicably sent by the ghost to ask for her soul, and escaped into the Mongolian realm deeper and deeper, and her deep desire for Yuecheng made her soul wander in the Mongolian realm uneasily.
It was also he who sneaked into the Mongolian realm alone in order not to hurt himself and carried himself from falling from the cliff, that time, he was unconscious, and she lost her voice in pain until he woke up laughing.
The memory still seemed to be a little vague in his mind, and Yan Luo remembered that time when he seemed to have sealed his memory, and he didn't want her to know that she had pillowed on his chest, sleeping peacefully in his rhythmic heartbeat.
Her heart ached at the thought of this, she had only thought he was her friend before, but what else? She didn't dare to think much about the increasingly hot look in his inky black eyes.
Five steps, he stretched out his hand to her, his face had gradually shown a flush, she hesitated, her memory of his love for herself has always been so tangled and restrained, even that kiss in the world is also slightly reserved.
His mind seemed to be so vague and clear from the beginning, she was busy dealing with the queen mother at that time, and she took great pains for Yao Chihui, but in the face of all kinds of unpredictable tribulations, her heart was drawn to Ziyi.
And his concern for her, she has always accepted it as a matter of course.
After being whipped for himself, and when he learned that she was going to enter the Emperor's Palace to receive the Seven Days of Dragon Qi, he said a lot of inexplicable words to himself, what a bead of immortal grass, and said that there was only one person above the Nine Heavens who could resist the Seven Days of Dragon Qi of the Emperor of Heaven, and asked himself to escape from the heavenly realm with him.
Then the panicked and painful kiss, Yanluo can still remember that feeling, she didn't know that it was because Mo Tong knew that the limit was coming, and she was worried about herself, so she gave half of her mana to herself in the way of kissing.
Yan Luo closed her eyes, and she only felt that this month's old ink pupil was really as unruly as the rumors in the heavenly realm.
Three steps, she was so close, and all kinds of things in the past passed through the gap like a white horse, and pictures were spread out in front of her.
The red rope fluttered on the streets of Chang'an, causing demons and monsters to suddenly arise, she and he were difficult to stay together, drunk in Hualou, and fell in love with a kiss, but he said that this kind of thing was the most common thing for him.
She slapped him angrily, and she was disillusioned in the peach forest, and she danced shockingly, causing petals to fall everywhere.
She muttered, "An inch of acacia and an inch of gray!" ”
His eyes were shining, and the gaze that looked at her was full of affection.
She didn't hesitate anymore, there are so many common pasts between him and her, affectionate, entangled, reluctant, responsible, antagonistic, reborn, and there will be more in the future.
She had already grasped his hand, and the palm of her hand still had a slight warmth, and she wrapped her cold little hand in the palm of her hand.
In the previous life, before he turned into Jinsha, he took her to see fireworks on the streets of Chang'an, and the fireworks were gorgeous and short-lived, which seemed to indicate the shortness and hardship of his love with her. (To be continued......)