"It's cold." Jun Mo kept rubbing his shoulders, Jun Xian hugged his younger brother tightly, pointed to the fireflies that were flying back in mid-air and said, "Look, they're all back, right?" ”

Jun Mo looked at it, happily forgot about the cold, raised his hand and grabbed one on a recent snow lotus, and suddenly his palms were cold and biting, he quickly took out the gauze cloth bag prepared in advance from his arms, stuffed it in, clenched the mouth of the cloth bag, and sighed in the palm of his hand.

"Quick, let's see who catches more." Junxian issued the rules of the game: "The one who catches a lot will ride the loser as a horse and circle around the imperial garden three times." ”

"Okay." Jun Mo knows how to snot flow down, suck the snot into it with a sip, and his spirits are uplifted, a handful of three, a handful of five brothers, in less than half a column of incense, the cloth bag in his hand is bulging, and it is glowing with a faint blue glow, which is very good-looking.

On the huge moon, two weak figures were reflected, shuttling back and forth, as if they were imprinted in the sky.

The two finally couldn't stand the cold anymore, and the cat bent back to the starting point, hiding in the grass in the imperial garden, and Junxian said, "How many have you caught?" Let's count, who has the most? ”

Jun Mo snorted hard and agreed, and as he spoke, the pocket of the poop bar was carefully opened, and a naughty firefly flew out, Jun Mo was in a hurry, and hurriedly raised his hand to catch it: "My firefly." ”

Who knew that this time to chase, the whole palm-sized cloth bag was sent, and large pieces of fireflies came all over the sky, Jun Mo stopped suddenly, looked up, wiped his tears anxiously, and stomped his feet angrily.

Jun Xianben covered his mouth and snickered on the side, seeing that his younger brother was really crying, he felt uncomfortable: "Jun Mo, don't cry, how good are you to catch?" Tomorrow will you let you ride on my back and climb ten laps around the Imperial Garden? ”

"I don't, I want my fireflies." The more Jun Mo cried, the louder he became.

"Then, is my brother's for you?" Junxian held the glass bottle in his hand in front of Junmo's eyes, who knows, he only glanced at it, and still cried.

"Don't cry, if you find out later, you'll be punished."

Junxian said in a low voice, looking at the snot and tears on Junmo's face, he felt that he was too much, gritted his teeth, and raised the glass bottle in his hand high, boom, a crisp sound, and the fireflies scattered in the sky.

Jun Mo suddenly stopped crying and looked at his brother dumbly.

"We'll catch it tomorrow night, okay?"

"Who?" Several soldiers on night patrol rushed to the place.

"Let's go." Junxian beckoned, and pulled Junmo out of the imperial garden, unfortunately, the soldiers had already surrounded the two.

"Brother, I'm sorry......" Jun Mo looked at the discovery, feeling guilty that he shouldn't have cried for the fire.

"I don't know how my father punished us." Junxian muttered quietly, helplessly sent back to their respective dormitories, waiting for his father to be sent tomorrow.

Jun Mo was lying on the bed, shivering, wrapped in a thick futon, still feeling cold and dazed, midnight was approaching, the bright moon in the sky was slanted, and there was only a small piece of moonlight in the room sprinkled in front of the window, and the glimmer of moonlight suddenly brightened.

Jun Mo rubbed his eyes, a white-bearded old man stood in front of the window, Jun Mo was burning badly, his body was powerless, his eyes were mixed, except for this person who kept smiling, and Bai Huahua's hair and beard, a white shirt was like a fusion of moonlight, he couldn't see anything clearly.

"This ...... It's a snake demon......" The old man in white muttered to himself, his tone of disappointment.

"Zhen Zhezi, since the soul of pyrrole has been injected into this person's body, he will definitely be able to replace it and complete the foundation of this last life."

In the dark place in the background, an old man from the Blue Mountains walked out, with the same gray beard, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a breath of fairy wind and bones, which made people feel that this person was definitely not a thing in the pool.

"If this last life has created evil, isn't your effort in vain?" The old man in white said, with a long sigh.

"If not, withdraw the good thoughts, and wait for the completion of the pyrrole foundation, and then talk about ......"

After the old man in the blue shirt finished speaking, the two glanced at each other, Jun Mo listened to their conversation in a daze, and saw the two of them raise their hands and lift them, a touch of silver light was like a handful of water picked up from the moonlight, splashing towards his body, and then, Jun Mo felt the pain of pulling in his body.

A lot of sweat overflowed from his forehead, the sky was bright, the bedding was mostly wet, and the palace maid was pale, shouting: "The second prince is burning badly, and he has no breath." ”

The waves in his ears were monstrous, deafening, Jun Mo didn't know when, the corners of his eyes were moist, he looked at Xiaoyu's side face, she trimmed her eyebrows and tightened, her eyes were hazy, and suddenly a kind of loneliness clouded his heart She made herself like this for other men, Xiaoyu, who used to eat and drink, was no longer there, she was now bent on entering the Divine Dragon Palace, and he himself didn't know how to feel in his heart.

"When you have given up killing, have no desire, no desire, no life, no death, no mercy and no hatred, then you will be ready to summon me, and you will know whether what I say is slanderous or not......"

Infernal Hell, the words of pyrlos are like a thorn inserted in Jun Mo's heart, he can't pull it out, but he can't bear to watch his beloved woman become like this for other men, he misses her before, he thought that by helping her find the memory fragments, she would be able to find herself and go back to the past.

"No desire, no desire? Ruthless and hateless? Hmph......" Jun Mo snorted and smiled: "I can't extricate myself now, what should I do?" ”

knew that this was the end, he really shouldn't have any illusions about Jackie Chan's return.

"No desires, no desires?" Xiao Yu looked sideways at Jun Mo with a stern face, looking at his calm Danfeng eyes, a trace of sparkle flashed, Xiao Yu was stunned, did she see it wrong? Junmo is in tears? "What's wrong with you?" Ever since you heard King Bingling's words, you seem to be very abnormal. ”

"Nothing."

Jun Mo quickly returned to normal, and even raised an eyebrow, the evil smile on the corner of his mouth found his home again, squinted his eyes, and said with a hippie smile: "If I can find the body of Zixian for you, can you promise me one thing?" ”

"What's the matter?" Xiao Yu's eyes were happy: "Don't say one thing, I promise you all ten things." ”

The corners of Jun Mo's mouth twitched a few times, and he said seriously with a little disappointment: "You didn't even ask anything, and you agreed?" ”

"As long as he agrees to take me to the Divine Dragon Temple, he will agree to any conditions." Xiao Yu's heavy heart suddenly let go, since Jun Mo said so, he must know the person who is Zixian Body, and hopes to burn in her eyes again.

"You don't need ten things, one is enough." Jun Mo paused, looked down at Xiaoyu, and said seriously and word by word: "Say you love me." ”

"What?" Xiaoyu unconsciously took two steps back, and looked at Junmo in surprise: "Are you having a fever?" It's such a joke. ”

"......" The corners of Jun Mo's mouth twitched a few times, and a trace of blush rose on his bewitching cheeks.

"It's a fever, it's not clear, it's not only burning my world, it's burning you......" Jun Mo muttered to himself.

Xiao Yu frowned, I don't know what he muttered, I always felt that he was sneaky when he came out of the cave, Xiao Yu let out a long breath, clenched his fists, and closed his eyes: "I—love you." ”