The horse was very smart, it was originally a rugged mountain road, and it was completely recognizable in the dark, and he didn't panic when he heard the strange sound of the ape howling and the bird's cry, but walked slowly.

But the yin air in the mountains sinks, and the night is extraordinarily thick at night, although this spirit horse will not trip and fall, and it is always uncomfortable to rush in the dark, so I casually broke a branch, cast a spell, gathered a few fireflies in the mountains, and carried them absentmindedly as lanterns.

Firefly lanterns illuminate the exit of the forest, and beyond that is an open lakeside tidal flat, where the moonlight shimmers on the surface of the lake, and the horse's hooves trample on the white pebbles with a crisp knocking sound.

Xuan Cheng noticed that I was extremely silent, and asked softly, "What's wrong?

"What's the use of talking more?" I pouted, muffled, "Anyway, there are some things that I can't answer no matter how much I entangle." ”

I know that Lang Xuanmu is a weakness to him, and I can understand that he is reluctant to tell anyone the truth, but he can't accept that he is among the "anyone".

I want to estimate the predicament he may face, I want to help him as much as I can, and I have to stumble and guess by myself.

While guessing, I was scared.

Burnout.

Xuan Cheng looked at me sulking, and said with a half-smile, "What answer do you want?"

"Your Highness, don't pretend to be stupid," I heard the smile in his tone, and became even more annoyed, "I have been chasing you for so long about Lang Xuanmu, but you won't tell me a word. ”

Then he said sadly, "I planted it by you personally, and I personally watched the cause and effect of cultivation, which is enough to know the root cause, right? Why don't you trust me?"

The man frowned, "When did I distrust you again?"

If you continue to talk about it, you will definitely quarrel and entangle.

The kind of "I don't listen, I don't want you to be ruthless, shameless, and vexatious" is enough trouble to see on TV.

When I encountered this situation, I chose to treat it coldly, so I pursed my lips alone and refused to say a word.

His voice came from behind him, with a hint of helplessness, "Lang Xuanmu doesn't want you to know, it has nothing to do with trust. There are some things that are not as easy as not knowing. ”

I finally couldn't help it, and choked, "Lang Xuanmu is about the life and death of His Royal Highness, but Hua Xin can't know how to help, this ease is really too anxious." ”

"Anxious?" Xuan Cheng seemed stunned before he whispered, "I'm sorry." ”

I was still angry, but I was stunned by this "sorry" mixed with too much emotion.

"If I weren't the crown prince of the Nine Heavens, I would naturally be able to just think about fulfilling myself," Xuan Cheng smiled bitterly, "But there are some things that can't be as people want." ”

I don't seem to understand what he said, but a chill flows through my bones, who will he do if he doesn't fulfill himself? What is the price of perfection?

"Everything has its own arrangement, and it is useless to talk about it now. If you believe me, don't be anxious, I like your carefree appearance......"

The man paused, his voice as gentle as the night breeze, "The book is brilliant and precious." ”

I lowered my head, I didn't know what to say for a while, and I was silent for a while, and there was an inexplicable sour feeling in my heart.

...... It's strange, it's such heart-warming words, why is it so heartbroken after hearing it?

... It's like hearing something like a long, long time ago.

After hearing about it, something very bad happened.

"Hua Xin, don't be like this, say something. He whispered.

I suddenly turned sideways and hugged him with all my might.

The man did not expect me to be like this suddenly, and as soon as the reins of his hand tightened, the white horse was frightened, and his front hooves were raised, and he let out a long neighing under the moon.

"Hua Xin, what are you doing?" Xuan Cheng steadied the white horse, and there was a slight rebuke in his tone.

"Don't move," I said, putting my ear to his chest, and with an angry urn, "you must not move! ”

His hand was raised and lowered, but he still didn't push me away, and finally let out a long sigh.

In his left ear is the noisy chirping of cicadas in a summer night, and in his right ear is the heavy dead silence of a man's chest.

Xuan Cheng really didn't have a heartbeat, and the fox's words were true.

His heart was swallowed by Bi Fang in his previous life, and at this moment he was burning lonely in a place where he was being cared for by Lang Xuanmu.