The night fire is a little excited, he has been looking for the murderer for so long, and now it is close at hand! He has no ambition in his life, and his only perseverance is to kill the murderer of his master and scatter this guy's soul!

"No matter what, I think we should wait a little longer, otherwise if we can't find that person, we will startle the snake, but I am afraid that the person will hide, and in this way, we will be even more helpless." Ziyi can understand the mood of the night fire, but now, it is obviously not the best way to go to Cui Yuanwai's house rashly.

The sky outside the window was even more gloomy, and the dark clouds seemed to be pressing overhead.

This kind of weather is inexplicably boring, Ziyi walked to the window, looked at the black sky overhead, and closed the window.

"Click" a lightning bolt, and the window suddenly lit up, and even the thunder of "boom".

The thunder shook for a while before the rain followed.

The bean-sized raindrops "crackled" on the roof, and the temperature of the whole house dropped a few degrees in vain.

Ziyi felt a little cold, and rubbed his arms with his hands around his shoulders. Duanmu Kaoru took out a thick coat from the cabinet and draped it over the purple coat's body.

"Night Fire, is there any way to restore the soul in your pocket to its original appearance, remember a qiē?" Kaoru Duanki looked at the night fire. It is clear that the best way to restore the soul to its memory and appearance should be the best way. In this way, maybe this female ghost will know who the murderer is and where he is hiding now.

"No, once this soul is changed, it is equivalent to the handwriting on a piece of paper being erased, and there is no way to restore it. Naturally, the memories will not come back. Therefore, such a soul underworld is not accepted, and she is destined to become a lonely ghost. "Nightfire also hopes that there will be a way to make this spirit say a qiē.

But he also knew that a qiē was just in vain.

And now, there is one more thing that bothers him.

The two ghost dolls that had been following him had now turned into red pills again. And the soul of the white phoenix before has just been cultivated now, and it is just a red pill!

Now he doesn't have a ghost in his hand that can be driven by him, and if he really finds the murderer by then, I'm afraid he won't be able to take that person's life himself.

Night Fire walked to the door, opened it, and watched the rain pouring outside.

This year's rain seems to be particularly heavy, every time it is, and the raindrops are so big that they can even kill people. The rain was heavy and the wind was blowing, and the night fire had just opened the door when the clothes were wet and the ground was wet from the windswept rain.

Duanmu Kaoru held the purple clothes in his arms, and they could understand the pain in Yehuo's heart.

But I can't comfort me much.

Nightfire took a deep breath and stepped into the rain. The heavy rain washed his body, and the cold rain fell on his body like a stone, which was painful, but it could also calm people.

Standing behind the night fire, Silver Hitomi sighed softly and stepped out of the rain curtain.

"Heh, aren't you afraid of getting sick? You look so thin. ”

Nightfire didn't look back, but he also knew who the man behind him was.

Yintong gently put his hand on Yehuo's shoulder, and the expression on his face was solemn with a pretentious gesture of relaxation: "Oh, it doesn't matter, it's a big deal that you take care of me when I'm sick." ”

Nightfire chuckled and didn't speak.

The rain flowed down his fiery red hair to his cheeks, and some of it hit directly into his eyes, and his eyes were dry and dry, as if tears were flowing down.

Instead of wiping the rain from his face, he raised his head and closed his eyes, letting the rain wash his face.

The pain in his heart that had been in his heart was finally out of his mouth, and until now, his mind still clearly reflected the woman's resolute face and the master's appearance before he died.

He also once wondered if he was really a monster that would bring bad luck to the people around him, otherwise, why did the people related to him not abandon him, but leave him forever.

"Silver Pupils."

In the heavy rain, the sound of the night fire was a little indistinct, but Silver Hitomi still heard him calling him. He walked up to the Nightfire and stared at it fixedly. At this time, the heavy rain also wet his long silver hair, and the hair stuck to his cheeks one by one, but unexpectedly it was not wolf, but there was a sense of decadent beauty.

"I'm here."

The purple clothes in the room looked at the two people in the heavy rain outside the door, and looked at the blue grass on the side with some concern.

She hadn't forgotten what Lancao had told her, so looking at the two of them at this time, she felt even more that the two were so compatible.

One is as red as the rising sun in winter, and the other has silver hair like the white snow.

Lan Cao's gaze was fixed on Yintong's body, and he didn't say a word from beginning to end. She seems to have seen through it a long time ago, she has seen it clearly, but even if she sees it through, what can she do?

She couldn't control her own resentment in her heart, and she couldn't control herself from loving the silver-haired man.

This kind of painful struggle, if you don't have a strong will, you are afraid that you will be tortured long ago and want to die.

"Blue grass, sometimes, maybe it's not suitable, you should let go earlier, forgive yourself, forgive yourself, why let yourself be so miserable." Ziyi walked to the side of the blue grass and gently hugged the blue grass in his arms.

Seeing that Lan Cao was biting her lower lip and her face was pale, Zi Yi only wished that she was a man at this moment, and she could make Lan Cao completely die to Yintong.

No matter what the relationship between the silver pupil and the night fire is, at least for now, it can be seen that there is no place for the blue grass in the heart of the silver pupil.

"Ziyi, I understand." Bluegrass spoke with difficulty, and there was an irrepressible tremor in her voice.

She has said to herself countless times in her heart, and she has told herself countless times: this time, you must let go! Don't be sad, don't remember, what is lost is lost, irretrievable!

She has also persuaded herself countless times: Blue grass, as long as the person you love is happy, as long as he is happy, you should not be heartbroken.

However, people are often unable to be so selfless.

Once the heart hurts, this pain makes it impossible to deceive oneself anymore.

Moreover, every pain is heart-rending, and it makes people feel that life is so boring.

Ziyi saw the despair in Lan Cao's eyes, and at this moment, she was a little at a loss.

"Bluegrass, you will definitely meet your own happiness." Ziyi didn't know how else to comfort her, so she could only hug the person in her arms tighter.

In the rain curtain, Night Fire and Silver Pupil simply lay side by side on the cold ground, and the two of them stubbornly opened their eyes and watched the rain fall from the sky.