King Bian Cheng glanced at Jun Mo, shrunk between his eyebrows, looked at Lei Hu, stood up, and stood in front of Chang Yue, his blue eyes calm: "No one is allowed to touch her." ”

Chang Yue stood up, groped, stood beside King Bian Cheng, and secretly pulled his shirt behind him, as if vigilantly telling him that they were not easy to mess with.

Jun Mo was stunned, but he didn't expect that the old ghost didn't care about his friendship for many years, and looked at him coldly, and actually stood up for this strange little girl around him, which was really a waste of so many years of friendship.

"Then the general is welcome......

Lei Hu's murderous voice fell to the ground, and he slashed down with a knife, King Bian Cheng pulled Chang Yue, lifted the front swing, flashed sideways, and the horizontal knife grazed the bridge of his nose and slashed down.

"Still pretending?" Jun Mo stood up from the ground and said something out of time.

Chang Yue, hiding behind King Bian Cheng, her little hand tightly clutched King Bian Cheng's back, a little trembling, King Bian Cheng was a little puzzled, since she was blind, why was she so afraid?

"General Lei, you can't hurt my sister."

A crisp roar came, but from the mouth of a child who had not yet reached the age of ten, with elegance and determination.

Pushing aside the crowd, the moment the small figure appeared, everyone arched their hands and shouted: "Prince Chitose, Chitose Chitose......"

"Brother Minqing......" Chang Yue finally opened her mouth and shouted, with a full of grievances, her hands stretched out, trying to touch her brother's body.

"Chang Yue, don't be afraid, I won't let this group of dog thieves hurt you a single hair."

King Bian Cheng looked at Min Qing, at a young age, he frowned, it seemed that the Tao was a little majestic.

Min Qing said, reopened the crowd, came to Chang Yue, hugged her, looked at everyone, and said loudly: "I don't allow you to hurt Princess Chang Yue." ”

"His Royal Highness the Prince." The national teacher stood up, shook his sleeves, and said loudly: "This is the emperor's will, His Royal Highness the Prince, but you have to weigh one or two." ”

As he spoke, the national teacher wiped his beard and looked away.

"Don't use your father to press me."

"His Royal Highness the Prince, you have to know why you were canonized as the crown prince at a young age, it is precisely because as soon as this woman was born, she killed the three princes of Dongchang Kingdom, two Gege and one princess, don't you want to die?"

"Brother...... I didn't have ......"

Chang Yue's hollow eyes were covered with a layer of fog, and her voice was aggrieved like a broken stream, revealing the pale pebbles at the bottom of the river.

King Bian Cheng's heart became inexplicably sad with her eyes.

"Chang Yue is not afraid, my brother knows that you don't." Min Qing comforted his sister and raised his eyes to look at everyone: "Unless you kill me."

The two small figures hugged tightly, like a wooden sculpture that could never be separated, hearing this, Chang Yue tightly grasped the placket of his brother's clothes, and the head buried deep in his brother's arms lifted it, as if he had made up his mind in his eyes, he actually pushed his brother away, standing strongly, his eyes did not know where to fall, calm like a dark black jade.

Everyone looked at each other, and was not suppressed by Min Qing's words, but on the contrary, it stimulated a trace of thought in the heart of the national teacher, and the breath became weird.

"Still pretending?" Jun Mo came out coldly, and his tone was exactly the same as before.

King Bian Cheng glanced at Jun Mo, his blue eyes were extremely sharp, if he didn't guess wrong, the other party wanted to kill the prince, kill Chang Yue, and then kill the two of them together, it seems that Jun Mo also saw an eyebrow.

"This girl always says some nonsense that he doesn't understand, kill him first......"

Lei Hu was stunned, raised his knife to each other, Jun Mo with both hands behind his back, dodged lightly, his body retreated sharply, and stood side by side with King Bian Cheng, suddenly, a strong impact filled the entire store, and suddenly, a giant python appeared out of thin air, the whole body was blood red, the core in the mouth was red like a flame, and the huge head and body were coiled in the wood carving shop, which was particularly crowded.

Jun Mo was obviously uncomfortable, if he hadn't remembered what the old ghost had said yesterday that he couldn't damage any sawdust in his house, the entire house would have to be destroyed by him now.

Everyone was stunned, their legs trembled with fright, and they forgot to run away.

"Yes...... There are ......" The national teacher swallowed and salivaed, and didn't squeeze out a word for a long time.

"Demon ......" Lei Hu, who has experienced a hundred battles, was the first to wake up, and when the steel knife fell to the ground, he ran away, and then everyone fled angrily, and occasionally the threshold clicked and was kicked off.

Min Qing was even more frightened, but Chang Yue was the only one who was sober, calmly touched Min Qing's body, and shook it slightly: "Brother, brother, what's wrong with you?" ”

"It's fine, it's just scared." Jun Mo opened his arms, changed back, walked two steps forward, pressed his waist, twisted, and curled up in such a big fart place, which can be described as a difficult action, the whole body was not to mention coiled, and he tied three knots in a row, almost flashing his waist.

"Who are you?" Chang Yue asked.

Jun Mo deliberately grinned, and suddenly found that this girl didn't seem to see anything, which was a little disappointing.

Suddenly, there was a sound of chirping outside the door, Jun Mo raised his feet and walked out, and the colors floated in, one person and one bird, and disappeared into the darkness.

Chang Yue listened to the sound of leaving, groped for the case, sat in front of the case, dragging her chin, the candle flame flickered, reflected in her empty eyes, and she didn't notice it: "Is he a friend of my uncle?" ”

"It's not." King Bian Cheng said softly, lifted the front swing, sat down, raised his eyes and glanced at Chang Yue seriously, "What disease did you have a year ago?" ”

Jun Mo didn't want to pick up Min Qing, put him on the bed in the cabinet, and said softly: "Chang Yue, it's not early, let's go to bed first, don't worry about everything, there is an uncle." ”

"Chang Yue doesn't know, I don't remember anything from before." Chang Yue pinched her shirt with both hands and bowed her head.

"Do you remember what happened before?" King Bian Cheng gasped.

"How long ago?"

"How long does it take to ......" King Bian Cheng frowned, thinking deeply and didn't know how to ask: "It's like you said in your dream for so long." ”

"Dreams?" Chang Yue frowned and said softly: "No one knows about my dream, and no one believes it." ”

"Tell my uncle, my uncle believes ...... "King Bian Cheng's hope is getting closer little by little, if Chang Yue is really Xiaoyu, then, even if he is a remnant soul, he will not despair at least, that Qiankun painting scroll absorbs Xiaoyu's true body and soul, as long as he finds a way to excuse the painting scroll, he will be able to ensure that she returns to his side."

"I always dream of a fiery red place, there is no edge around, only red, the red is not as hot as the flame, it is red, there are many pictures in it, the picture is like a leaf, shaking in my head, on those leaves, there are different people, and different scenes, but I can't find a trace of pictures related to me, so I think it's just a dream."

Chang Yue said so much in one breath for the first time, facing this uncle, she always felt as if she had heard this voice in her dreams, and when she saw him for the first time, he was just a few simple words, and she firmly remembered that voice.

"A fiery red?" King Bian Cheng frowned, he rummaged through all the memories in his mind, but he didn't know where the blood was red, could it be......

"You don't remember anything before you got sick?" King Bian Cheng asked again affirmatively.

"I don't remember." Chang Yue was frightened by King Bian Cheng's suddenly excited voice, but there was no trace of fear in his heart.

Bian Chengwang's blue eyes were slightly lost, he really didn't remember at all, and he didn't leave any traces?

"Chang Yueji doesn't remember, is it important to uncle?" Chang Yue felt that the atmosphere was wrong, but the elegant voice hid a mature tone.

King Bian Cheng was silent, if she didn't remember, what way should she know that she was Xiaoyu? The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the mystery was confused, Xiaoyu could not have been reincarnated in less than two years, and she would have grown five or six years old in the world, even if this statement was broken, a trace of remnant soul could not be as simple as being blind, and it was broken again, if it was really Xiaoyu, she should remember something, after all, she didn't drink Meng Po soup.