%d7%cf%d3%c4%b8%f3Seeing that the demon Zixun had this inhuman ability, there was no surprise in the eyes of the dust spirit, and he looked at the demon Zixun beside him indifferently and said, "The girl is not a mortal like Senior Brother Bai, right?"

Bai Yuqi has known the dust spirit since he was a child, and his appearance has not changed since then, and only the years have left no traces on the immortals, so the dust spirit concluded that Bai Yuzhen must be an immortal

And the acquaintance between Demon Zixun and Bai Yuqi is definitely not a mortal, and it is normal for them to have such superhuman abilities

The demon squatted down on the soft couch of the dust spirit, frowned slightly, reached out to hold the cold hand of the dust spirit, and said, "Dust spirit, look at me, you look at me again...... Do you remember anything?"

The dust spirit was embarrassed by the sudden action of the demon Zixun, and her hand was held in her palm, and she couldn't pull it out, so she had to stroke her forehead with her other hand and said, "I've never seen the girl in Xiahe, I'm afraid she recognized the wrong person."

After that, the dust spirit withdrew his hand from the palm of the demon Zixun's hand and said implicitly, "The girl is self-respecting."

Bai Yuyu stood beside him, caressing the tassels on the charm piano without raising his head, as if he didn't see the scene happening in front of him

The demon Zixun bit his lip, if the dust spirit couldn't remember who she was, then Bai Yuyu must have used the charm qin to evoke the memories of his previous life, and with the dust spirit's now weak body, it is still unknown whether it can withstand the memories of the previous life

The dust spirit raised his eyes and saw the demon Zixun's expression in his eyes, and felt a slight doubt in his heart, something seemed to flash out of his mind at once, but he didn't catch it

Bai Yuqi put the charm qin back on the case, then sat down behind the case, and said in a cold voice, "Your words are finished."

Demon Zixun looked at the indifferent expression of the dust spirit, and suddenly her heart turned sideways, and she pulled the placket on her chest a little, revealing the hideous scar lying under her collarbone, "You don't remember, I don't care, you still remember this"

Her action seemed to frighten the dust spirit, the dust spirit quickly closed her eyes, and there was a trace of annoyance between her eyebrows, "Don't look at the girl, why is this so?"

Seeing that the dust spirit was like this, the demon Zixun no longer had patience, and the emotions hidden in her heart for five thousand years exploded in an instant, and the distance between the two was so close, she grabbed the dust spirit's clothes, gritted her teeth, and said, "I really want to kill you with a sword when I have time."

When the dust spirit heard the crazy voice of the demon Zixun, his eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, and he wanted to open his eyes, but he still didn't open them, "Girl, you ......"

Bai Yuzhen finally raised his head, and there was a very slight fluctuation in his gaze

The demon Zixun grabbed the hand that was holding the hem of the dust spirit's clothes, and said tightly: "You open my eyes for me, this is the scar you left on my body before, don't you remember it at all now, don't you always hate me, hate me to the point of life and death, I am in front of you now, why don't you do it?"

The hysterical roar completely shook the dust spirit, a look of surprise appeared on his face, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, and his eyes finally slowly opened an arc, just against the dark red hideous scar under the demon Zixun's collarbone

The scar is not very big, only an inch long, but it is very deep and deep, the lightest and lightest at the beginning, I am afraid that it has also hurt the meridians, and it is in the position of her chest, if the sword in the hand of the dust spirit is a little deeper, the demon world will have to change hands long ago

It was also the first time Bai Yuzhen had seen the demon Zixun tear open the thick clothes wrapped in her chest, and it was also the first time to see the scars on her body, and from this moment on, he knew that he was wrong

Maybe the demon is not the woman he imagined before, she is sincere to the dust spirit

The dust spirit looked at the scar under the demon Zixun's collarbone, and the chaos in his brain was also blank, as if he couldn't think of anything

Or it was indeed inappropriate to keep staring at a woman's chest like this, and the dust spirit looked away, but at that moment, some fragments suddenly surged into his mind, and those fragmented memories almost swallowed his entire being

Severe pain in the brain followed

He remembered it, remembered the Biluo Blossom Kailan River Snow Palace......

And the person in front of you

The demon Zixun looked at the painful look of the dust spirit, and lost his mind for a while: "What...... How can this be, what's wrong with Bai Yuyu's dust spirit?"

Bai Yuyu also frowned, and played a tune neatly in his hand, "Since he has remembered something, he can't stop, otherwise he will have regrets in his life."

As soon as the sound of the piano sounded, the dust spirit violently pushed away the demon Zixin beside him, and it was hard to imagine how the dust spirit could do this with his still very weak body just now

The demon stumbled for a moment, standing a few steps away, but the dust spirit covered his forehead and gasped for breath, the sound of Bai Yuyu's piano became faster and faster, and the sound of a long roar could almost hook people's souls

The dust spirit remembered everything in great pain, and the fragments that often appeared in his dreams were connected little by little by the sound of Bai Yuyu's piano, and sure enough, he and the woman had seen it

The Snow Hall is the existence of the Biluo Flower and the existence of the Demon Zixun

Nothing is his fantasy

Until the end, the memory in the mind of the dust spirit was not the battle of Nantianmen, but the sword he stretched out his hand to stab the demon Zixin

That amount of blood soaked her blue shirt little by little......

......

The sound of the piano falls far away

The sound of the white royal charm and the qin fell, and the dust spirit gradually quieted down, and his expression gradually became indifferent, and in addition to his appearance, his temperament was the same as before

The soul chain on his chest glowed faintly, revealing a little distortion on his white clothes

Bai Yuqi looked at the broken strings on the Charm Piano and was slightly stunned, the beads of sweat on his face dripped down his chin and fell on the strings, fusing the blood stains on the strings

Raising his hand, Bai Yuqi quietly hid his fingers with a few broken nails and the wound cut by the strings under the wide sleeves, put away the charm qin, and quickly walked to the side of the dust spirit and said, "How are you?"

The dust spirit is closing his eyes and breathing, and his breathing is gradually calming down, "Senior brother, don't worry, I'm fine"

The demon stood beside her in a daze, and all this happened so quickly that she didn't have a buffer time to think about anything

The dust spirit finally remembered, and she remembered everything

After a long time, the dust spirit finally finished pranayama, opened his eyes, smiled and said to Bai Yuqi, "Senior Brother Lao has bothered me these times."

Bai Yuqi couldn't deny it, sighed lightly, glanced at the demon Zixun who was stunned on the side, and said to the dust spirit, "What you should really face now is her."

The dust spirit saw in the blink of an eye that the demon Zixun's kung fu Bai Yuqi had disappeared and took the charm qin with him

Demon Zixun smiled bitterly at the dust spirit, "You remembered me"

Dust Ling smiled slightly, stood up, bypassed the demon Zixun, and stood next to the carved wooden fence next to the Liuyun Pavilion, standing in the wind, with an extraordinary bearing in white clothes, "I remembered the previous Zijin"

The demon was silent for a long time

The dust spirit turned around and coughed lightly, looked at the demon Zixun and said, "How long has it been since the two worlds of immortals and demons fought in the South Heavenly Gate?"

The demon replied in a muffled voice, "Five thousand years have passed."

"Five thousand years...... "It's been so long, I think I just slept for a long time, and now I finally wake up, it's nice to see the sun......"

"Do you hate me," Demon Zixun interrupted the words of the dust spirit, afraid that he would not be able to hear clearly, and repeated again, "I caused you to become like this, do you hate me?"

Dust Lingxiao stretched out his hand and spread out the unmessed crown hair, tilted his head to look at the demon Zixun, and said, "Do you want to hear the truth or lie?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the dust spirit felt that the question was a bit redundant, the truth was false, and if he could know the truth, who would want to listen to the lie

But the demon Zixun is not an ordinary person after all, I saw her smile lightly, "I want to hear lies"

Dust Ling was slightly stunned and said, "Sure enough, it's the Demon Monarch, and even this most ordinary choice has become uncommon when it comes to you."

Demon Zixun walked to the soft couch and poured himself a glass of water, saying, "I was hurt too hard by the truth, and I still think that I can accept the lie."

The dust spirit restrained his teasing expression and said, "I hate you, the moment I learned that you attacked the South Heavenly Gate, I never felt that I could hate someone like this."

The demon Zixun was silent, her long eyelashes covered all her dark blue eyes, and a strand of long hair hung down in front of her eyes, setting off her expression extremely gloomy, "Is this true or false"

Dust Ling stroked his sleeves and sat down in front of the piano case again, and said, "You should know that I'm not good at telling lies, so ......" Dust Spirit raised his eyes and looked at the demon Zixun, and said word by word, "I'm telling the truth."

The demon Zixun smiled, a breath of qi and blood stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say anything

Because of the return of the demon pill, her Yuan Shen has not encountered such a situation so far, and it is also a very important task for her to control her body

The dust spirit took a sip of tea and said, "But I also hate myself, if I had found out your identity earlier, or if I hadn't hurt you, maybe things would not have turned into that irreversible situation, so I hate the sword I stabbed you at that time."

As he spoke, the tone of the dust spirit was extremely light, with almost no change in intonation

Demon Zixun knew that this was the style of the dust spirit before, not moody and invisible, but always maintained indifferent and elegant

"Have you ever regretted knowing me," the demon clenched the shawl hanging from the crook of his arm, about to crush the thin veil like cicada wings, "Do you regret that you should have killed me with a sword in the first place, you ......?"

"I regret it," the demon said, and before he finished speaking, the dust spirit said, "I regret this for a long time."