Three days later, there was a group of several people standing outside the village, looking at the hairless clear space above their heads, Su Jin's eyes flashed a little complicated, although the other party said that she didn't want to see Xiao Xu again, but she still couldn't help but ask, "Are you really sure you won't see him again." ”

"Nope." Jingkong's tone was firm, and he glanced back at the village where he had lived for more than a few months, and suddenly there was a touch of reluctance, and the strangeness made his eyes slightly sour.

As far as the eye could reach, he could vaguely see her who lived in his heart buried in it, and took a deep look at it again, as if he wanted to imprint it in his heart, and go to Huangquan with his memory.

This farewell is goodbye, Ling Yu is out of his body, and he is about to return to the underworld.

Su Jin wanted to say something more, but her shoulders suddenly sank, she glanced at the purple-clothed man standing beside her, paused, and finally sighed silently, "Forget it." ”

The early morning wind brought a bit of moisture, blowing a little cool on the face, and the dew that condensed on the blades of grass trembled twice with the conversation of several people, and finally couldn't hold his crystal chubby body and fell to the ground, soaking the soil under the blades of grass.

Half an hour had passed, but the few people standing outside the village had not moved for a long time, as if waiting for something.

As the sun rose, everything around them began to become more real, the fog lifted, and the woman they were waiting for never appeared.

I don't know who sighed, only to pull the clear empty thoughts back, he has decided not to see her again, what are you looking forward to now, the person who has fallen into the abyss only needs him.

He chuckled with a relieved chuckle, took out a hosta from his arms and handed it to Su Jin, and said lightly, "This is the Ling Yu you are looking for." ”

"That's what it is...... Ling Yu ......" Su Jin was stunned for a moment before reaching out to pick it up, daring her to look for it for so long, just for this broken hairpin.

I don't know if it's her delusion, but when she was disgusted, she suddenly saw that the ruby that fell on the hairpin seemed to flicker, and when she looked at it again, she found that it was no different.

Chu Yixuan, who poked his side with his elbow, frowned and asked, "You didn't see anything unusual just now." ”

Chu Yixuan shook his head, "No, what did Xiao Jin'er see?" ”

"It's nothing, maybe I didn't sleep well last night, I read it wrong just now." Su Jin rubbed her nose and smiled indifferently.

Even he didn't see it, maybe she really saw it wrong, unless this thing has its own mind, and she can only see it alone, but don't think about it, it's impossible at all.

"That little Jin'er is going to have a good rest tonight." The man in the purple shirt chuckled, and the last two words ended slightly up, evoking a hint of lingering, and in the early morning, he deliberately lowered his slightly hoarse voice to make people fascinated.

Looking at the woman's slightly red cheeks, he smiled and didn't say anything more, his expression was no different from usual, but the light in his eyes gradually sank.

He once had a far-reaching dream, but for some reason, since Xiao Jin'er fell off the cliff, the real characters he had seen in the dream suddenly seemed to be covered with a layer of white mist, and even his memory seemed to have been tampered with, and he only vaguely remembered a few vague figures.

The only thing that was clearer was the red back, and the woman turned her head, but at a glance she saw a face that was extremely similar to hers.

In the glazed hall, inside the vermilion door, the purple-clothed figure gave the woman a hosta, and it was this crimson gem that fell on it.

Ling Yu is a relic of the ancient god of war, and this hairpin, between his eyes, seems to have something flashing in his mind......

Su Jin stared at the hairpin in his palm in a daze, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot that had been burned for many years, and he eased his mood before asking, "This hairpin was given to you by Jiang Jirou himself, are you sure that it has not been transferred halfway?" ”

"If you don't believe me, you can give it back to me." After saying that the clear space was about to take it, Jiang Jirou couldn't use it, so he gave him this hairpin and made him suffer, and the truth and falsehood naturally couldn't help but say.

Ling Yu, who was finally obtained, how could there be a reason to return it, Su Jin immediately dodged to avoid the clear space, and said with a smile, "Don't, I'm joking." ”

At first, she thought that Ling Yu would be a weapon, but she didn't expect it to be a hairpin, except for the red gem that fell on it, the rest of the place was no different from an ordinary hairpin.

It is said that those who have feathers will win the world, and with this thing, can they really win the world?

She was thinking like this, when she suddenly felt a burning sensation in her palm, and looked down, but was surprised to find that there were no burn marks left on her palm.

Su Jin finally looked at the thing in her hand that could "call the wind and call the rain", and felt more and more familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere, but in fact, she had not seen Ling Yu at all.

There seemed to be a red shadow flashing in her mind, which made Su Jin stunned for a moment, and the red shadow just now actually made her feel a sense of intimacy for no reason.

"Are you...... Who ......" Su Jin muttered unconsciously, a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes, as if she was a child who was lost in the dark and couldn't find her way home.

Chu Yixuan looked at the woman who was obviously a little wrong on her side, frowned slightly, and seemed to see a flash of red light in her afterglow, her eyes sank, and her purple sleeves brushed over and picked up the feather in Su Jin's hand, and called softly, "Jin'er...... Xiao Jin'er ......"

When Chu Yixuan called for the second time, Su Jin suddenly trembled all over, her chaotic consciousness was clear in an instant, and she turned her head to look at Chu Yixuan like waking up from a dream, and when she saw Ling Yu held in his hand, her heart also sank, she didn't expect that this thing would lose people's minds.

At the same time, he took out a coarse cloth handkerchief from his bosom and wrapped it around Ling Yu, raised his eyes to look at the clear space, and said in a deep voice, "Do you know something?" ”

"All I know is that this thing is to be fed with human spirit, and I don't know anything else." Jingkong shook his head and suddenly sneered, "If this thing is really that easy to control, do you think Jiang Jirou will rest assured that he will give it to me?" ”

Su Jin was silent, what he said made sense, it seems that the rumors are wrong, this Ling Yu not only does not look like a divine object, but looks like a ...... Monster ......

Because of Ling Yu, the air condensed for a moment, and a mood called uneasiness gradually lingered among several people.

After a while, the silence was finally broken by a clear voice, "I'm leaving." ”

Ling Yu was out, and there was not much time left for him, so he turned around and took one last look in the direction where the woman was, and his eyes softened, "I only have one request." ”

In Su Jin's eyes, he said slowly, "Help me take care of her, she longs for freedom, don't let her go back to that cage." ”

"Since you can't let her go so much, why don't you take her with you?" Su Jin frowned, she faintly felt that something was wrong with his words, not like a separation before leaving, but more like a farewell before death.

Jingkong didn't speak, and only after a while did he leave a faint sentence, "Take care of her." With that, he walked straight out of the village, his figure getting smaller and smaller until he disappeared in front of the two of them.

His back seemed firm, his steps seemed steady, but he didn't know that his face was already covered with sweat, which meandered down his knife-like angular cheeks and gathered on his tight jaw.

He couldn't wipe it, and he couldn't make any movements, or the shrewdness of those two men would have noticed something unusual.

After making sure that he was far away, he staggered into the woods, leaning on the blue-gray tree pole and slowly sliding down his already riddled body.

"Huh-a-hu-hu-to-one"

The clear space gasped violently, his eyelids were heavy, his eyes became more and more blurry, his chest was suffocated, and the "wow" spit out a large mouthful of blood, his face was bloodless, gray like a dead man, and after a few breaths, it turned black again.

It was very cold, and the cold made him hold his arms and tremble like chaff, and even his teeth chattered.

But the heat in his body made him feel like he was in a sea of fire, burning his heart and lungs, and burning his soul.

The inner heat and the outer cold, like ice and fire intertwined, made him prostrate on the ground, screaming and spasming.

The voice was mournful for a long time, startling the birds in the depths of the jungle, he was speechless, and could only subconsciously repeat two words, "Cold...... Hot ......"

The blue tendons on his forehead burst out, his nails sank deep into the ground, leaving dazzling blood marks where he passed, and between his blurred vision, he seemed to see a dark figure, "Jiu'er......"

He spoke intermittently, and raised his hand with great difficulty to grasp it in mid-air, but it shattered the figure in front of him.

Yes, how could she be here......

A touch of bitterness passed through the corners of his mouth, and suddenly his eyes were black, and he could no longer see any color, and there was a heart-piercing pain in his bone marrow, as if there were thousands of ants gnawing at his muscles and bones.

The skin gradually became pale and transparent, and the blood vessels that swam underneath also faintly burst and burst out.

In a moment, he looked at it as if he had been fished out of a sea of blood, and all he saw was red, red dazzling, red frightened, and red demonic.

"Jiu'er ......"

Jingkong opened his mouth, angrily calling out the name hidden in his heart, and "wow" spit out a mouthful of blood.

The throat "gurgled", and when he opened his mouth again, he could no longer make any sound except vomiting blood.

The pain in his body became more and more painful, and he gradually became numb from the pain, and even moving a finger became a luxury, and in addition to his mouth, his eyes, nose, and ears also began to bleed outward.

"Nine...... ...... children"

The last call was like the last cry of sorrow, and then it gradually fell silent, quieter and quieter, until there was no more sound......

Outside the village, Chu Yixuan looked at the disappearing pale figure, a few faint lights flashed in his eyes, and in an instant, his eyes returned to normal.

Standing with his hands in his hands, he said lightly to the boulder hidden by the trees on his side, "Girl, you can come out after watching it for so long." ”

There was a few soft sounds of leaves behind the tree, and half of a terrifying face gradually emerged from the side of the boulder, like a ghost crawling out of the ground.

Then the ghost leaned out half of his body, revealing his complete face, half like jade and half dead, like Xiao Xu who had been hiding here since last night.