At first, it was just a dream, but after experiencing a lot, Jiang Yi felt that he was either in a coma or on the way to a coma.

Someone whispered a man's name in his ear, and he could make out it was the voice of the mysterious man in black, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make out who he was calling.

The icy snow water bloomed unbridled between his eyebrows, and someone held an oil-paper umbrella painted with sunset flowers, dressed in white, dressed in night and snow, and walked in front of him step by step, looking at him condescendingly with clear and transparent eyes, and his eyes seemed to be hurt and painful and empty.

Then with a shallow sigh, his slender white fingers stroked the broken hair on his forehead, Jiang Yi knew that the person in front of him who had the same face as him was his predecessor.

They are souls and souls, their aura is of the same origin, they have nothing to do, their memories are torn apart by each other, and they are familiar with each other's joys, sorrows, and sorrows, but he knows Jiang Yi's past, and Jiang Yi has not yet been able to explore that person's past.

When Bian Nan came out of Hua Xu's room with a basin of hot water with a dazed expression, he happened to bump into Xuanguang who had just come back, his white and almost transparent face suddenly chilled, Xu was in a bad mood, he only arched his hand with a cold expression, unwilling to entangle more, and wanted to leave after bypassing Xuanguang.

But when he thought of Hua Xu who had not woken up for a long time in the room, he paused, frowned slightly, and still stopped in front of the door.

Xuanguang's phoenix eyes were narrow and sharp, revealing a hint of danger, and he said in a deep voice: "Get out! Don't force the gods to do it!!"

Bian Nan didn't even look at him: "He doesn't want to see you, why does the god have to come up and make people unhappy." ”

Hua Xu's situation has not been good in the past few days, and Yaoguang Shangshen has not known where he has been beaten unconscious by the heavenly punishment, he is so worried, he can't sleep and is irritable, and he is even more unceremonious when he talks to Xuanguang, who he doesn't like.

Xuanguang also seemed to be a little surprised by Bian Nan's attitude, sneered, and said angrily: "Do you want to die?! What kind of thing are you Bian Nan, and you deserve to stand here and talk to the god like this?!

"Maybe that waste is because the god didn't come, so he won't wake up!

Bian Nan stood steadily, raised his head and glanced at Xuanguang's angry face, his eyes were as quiet as water, as if the person in front of him was an extremely naïve child, he smiled slightly, and said in a clear voice: "He didn't want to see you, so he naturally told me in person." ”

"I don't know what happened between you, but when he came to me, he was very hurt, although he was absent-minded, but his cultivation was brought up by me, but he would not fall off the clouds, and his head was broken and bleeding, and he looked up in pain and smiled and said to me, he is fine. ”

Xuanguang frowned, snorted disdainfully, and said, "What nonsense are you talking to me? He has always been stupid, and what does it matter to me what he fell like." ”

Bian Nan ignored him and continued: "He is the kindest and simplest person I have ever met, he seems to have no thoughts of hatred and disgust since he was born in the spirit world, even if he was bullied and excluded by others, he never took it to heart. ”

"But this is a man, he told me, he hates you, and he feels disgusted when he sees you. ”

"I've never seen him so sad, and I've never seen him so disgusted with a person. ”

Xuanguang gritted his teeth, his sharp phoenix eyes lowered slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Halfway through, he chuckled in a low voice, "Huh...... Even if it's true, who cares?!"

As soon as the words fell, only the sound of "dang" was heard, Bian Nan's eyes were sharp, and he saw that Jiang Yi was holding Chengying in front of him, and the snow bright sword light came out from the tip of the sword, as long as he raised his hand to strike, presumably Rao is Xuanguang would be killed under the sword immediately.

But someone stopped me.

Emperor Fuli's clothes fluttered in front of Jiang Yi, grabbed his wrist, and instantly unloaded his strength.

And Jiang Yi glanced at Fu Li a little weirdly, as if he was struggling and estimating, his fingertips moved, and finally rested his spiritual power and stopped making a move.

Xuanguang was shocked, retreated several steps in succession, and shouted angrily: "Jiang Yi, what are you doing!"

But seeing that Jiang Yi only tilted his head, he suddenly exerted force to shake off Fu Li's hand, but failed, so he turned around again, his movements were a little stiff, and a pair of empty eyes stared straight at Bian Nan, there was no warmth in his eyes, as if he was probing something, and the murderous aura of the covenant-keeping sword in his hand ignited and extinguished again and again, back and forth several times.

Bian Nan hesitated for a moment, and chose to accept Jiang Yi's strange gaze motionlessly, he glanced at the emperor, and saw that his face was slightly tight, and he knew that Jiang Yi's current situation was a little wrong.

For some reason, Jiang Yi turned his head again, retracted Shou Yu from the scabbard again, pushed Bian Nan away hard, and stumbled into the room.

Fu Li always grabbed his wrist and followed his side.

A golden butterfly fluttered gently, landing on Jiang Yi's slender and smooth fingers, her bright white wings trembling slightly, and then the flying feathers generally fell to Hua Xu's eyebrows.

Jiang Yi lowered his eyes, and a beautiful smile suddenly bloomed on his originally expressionless face, which was not as moist and clean as usual, with demagogic power, and his eyes narrowed into a narrow arc, like a lazy demon fox.

Fu Li looked at him with a complicated expression, without saying a word, and his eyes flashed like a sharp blade.

At this time, Jiang Yi bent down, slowly stretched out his hand, and stroked down along Hua Xu's clean and beautiful sideburns one by one, always with a strange smile on his face, distant and unfamiliar.

Xuanguang stepped forward as if he wanted to ask something, but was instantly forced back by Fu Li's cold gaze.

Jiang Yi didn't seem to feel the presence of other people, his wide pure white sleeves swept Hua Xu's hair, and he tidied it up again, until the green silk obediently stuck to Hua Xu's ear, but when he was tidying up, the sleeves swept the hair again, and he took the trouble to lean over and tidy it up again and again.

I don't know how long this action lasted, he finally lost interest, and instead grabbed Hua Xu's hand, Fu Li's face was already extremely gloomy, and there was a black mist.

The coldness of the fingertips touched Jiang Yi's displeasured frown, he straightened up, tried to shake off Fu Li's hand again, but still couldn't do anything, he had to use one hand, stiffly groped around his body, and finally turned out a spirit bag, and took out a blood-red bead from it.

The moment Fu Li saw the blood bead, his eyes rolled up uncontrollably, and the strength of holding Jiang Yi's wrist was a little heavier.

Jiang Yi didn't see it, and stuffed the bead into Hua Xu's hand, and immediately the warm aura spread along his fingertips to the hundreds of limbs.

Hua Xu's face instantly improved a lot, and his pale lip color was also dyed red.

Time passed little by little, Jiang Yi always stood in front of Hua Xu's bed and stared motionlessly, the smile in his eyes was like a fog condensing, hazy and enchanting.

At this moment, he must be able to see it, but he doesn't know what is reflected in his eyes. His eyes seemed to be looking at Hua Xu and didn't seem to be looking at Hua Xu, his gaze was distant and clear, like a snow lotus on the Tianshan Mountains in the far north, with flawless streamers and immaculate dust. Standing with Fu Li, the color of frost and snow is even worse.

Suddenly, he slowly squatted down, his face swelled with loneliness and frustration that could not be hidden, and his emotions suddenly plummeted, as if all hope was instantly annihilated, he closed his eyes and fell straight down.

Fu Li immediately reached out and caught it.

At this time, Xuanguang took a few steps closer and said tremblingly: "What...... What's going on? He's ...... Evil?"

Fu Li said lightly: "I don't know." ”

Bian Nan stared at Jiang Yi, who was unconscious, and said in a daze: "Just like that, the god seems to have changed into a person......

Then he thought for a moment, his eyes widened, and he said, "Is it a snatch?"

Fu Li shook his head invisibly: "No, he is already a soul body, and he can't take it." ”

Xuanguang sneered: "If you don't know, don't make trouble here, even if you can really take the soul, who in the whole world can take the soul of the sword god Yaoguang, hum!"

Hearing this, Bian Nan didn't say much, picked up the silver basin from the ground and went out again, and when he arrived at the door, he turned his head to Xuanguang and said: "In any case, Fang Cai Shangshen must have used a way to wake up Hua Xu, so it shouldn't take long for Hua Xu to wake up." ”

"He doesn't want to see you, and you don't care about him, so let's go. ”

"You !!" Xuanguang snorted violently, but was silenced by Fu Li's hand, and could only watch Bian Nan leave dumbly, his teeth itching, and the fire in his eyes was to no avail.

Jiang Yi was soberly aware of what he had done, but at that time he seemed to be locked in chains, locked in his soul body, unable to move, there was no longer darkness in front of him, he clearly saw that he raised his sword against Xuanguang and Fu Li, at that moment his heart trembled, until he was stopped by Fu Li, he was able to breathe, he didn't want to hurt anyone he cherished anymore.

Then he saw the Qingshui Divine Monarch Bian Nan, and sure enough, as he imagined, the immortal jade bones were infinitely gorgeous, but his body was too thin, but Bian Nan, who was so thin, was pushed to the ground by him, and the green tendons on Jiang Yi's forehead jumped and jumped, thinking that when he was sober, he must apologize to Bian Nan.

Then he saw Hua Xu...... No, what that person saw with his soul body was not Hua Xu, his feelings strongly infected Jiang Yi, and that kind of guilt, self-blame and remorse almost made his eyes moist and hot.

In a trance, he heard the passionate sound of the piano flowing out of the hilt of the Shoujo sword at his waist, like a storm coming, like a mountain and a rock cracking, like a howling wind, blood rain and sword light, full of killing and gloomy atmosphere, and the killing intent that came and went from time to time was actually caused by the unwarranted hatred of the person beside him.

Floating Dawn?

Jiang Yi looked at Fuli who was dressed in white and as bright as snow, his expression was complex and deep that could not be concealed, and his eyebrows were like paintings, but looking at it like this, his heart suddenly surged with blood and pain.