However, when Cijing arrived at the Junwang's Mansion, she didn't see anyone, she put the food box on the table, turned around and went out, Yan Nuan was coming over with a bowl of black medicine, Cijing asked, "Where is Ah Qi?" ”

Yan Nuan was stunned: "Young master, isn't he in the room?" ”

Cijing frowned and shook his head: "He's gone." ”

"I'll inform the prince!" Yan Nuan stuffed the medicine bowl into Ci Jing's hand and turned around and ran, Ci Jing returned to Sun Xian Li's room, sat for a while, and then couldn't sit still anymore, and went out without waiting for Sun Longyou to come over.

Just now Yan Nuan came over with medicine, which means that Sun Xian was still there not long ago, but he left so quietly, and there were still such serious injuries on his body, I thought that there was a special urgency, or someone took it away.

Either way, it's enough to make Cijing's heart hang.

She walked out of the county king's mansion, her chest suddenly flashed with green light, the delicate bones that had been silent for a long time, actually began to behave again, a pain in her chest, she suddenly felt something and turned around suddenly, only to see Wuyi standing ten steps away from her, looking at her with slightly heavy eyebrows.

Cijing flew over and asked, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Zhou Yuanhan, that guy—"

It was the first time he had seen Wuyi show this expression, he frowned tightly, his beautiful eyebrows seemed to be condensed with a layer of frost, since she knew him, he always had an unfathomable smile on his face, obviously he looked like a good person, but his bad reputation was well-known.

Ci Jing asked, "What's wrong with Zhou Yuanhan?" ”

Wuyi suddenly sneered again, and said to Ci Jing: "Sun Xian is silent and thinks of Wuxie, but do you know who made the poison of Si Wuxie?" ”

Ci Jing suddenly had a sense of foreboding in his heart.

Wuyi said: "It's Zhou Yuhan." ”

The mirror was puzzled: "Why?" ”

"He can't live long, he has wanted to resurrect Linglong for so many years, he said several times that he wanted to give up, but he never really gave up, I really admire him, when I burned Linglong's container and turned it into Linglong bones, I had to admit the fact that Linglong had disappeared from this world, but he was more stubborn than I imagined."

Anyway, today's Wuyi is different from the one in the mirror cognition, and he actually has times when he says so much in one breath.

Although he shouldn't desert at this time, Cijing couldn't help but let his thoughts fly for a while, glanced at her without clothes, and said, "What are you thinking about?" ”

Ci Jing's face did not change: "It's nothing, you continue to say, he wants to resurrect Linglong, what does it have to do with Si Wuxie?" ”

"Didn't Sun Xian Lin already know that if he wanted to solve the Gu, he had to exchange blood?"

"That's just his guess—is it true?" Ci Jing's eyes widened.

Cijing's face looks very similar to Linglong's face, but the expression is much richer than Linglong's, Wuyi used to always distinguish her and Linglong clearly, but now for some reason, Wuyi looked at her eyebrows, especially the faint green that came out of the pupils, he actually felt a little trance.

He couldn't help but restrain that cold look and smiled slightly, but Ci Jing was startled by his smile and had goosebumps, Wuyi didn't notice the change in Ci Jing's expression, and only said lightly: "It's not a guess, if you want to solve the Gu, you have to do it." ”

"For whose blood?"

"Do you remember that great prince of Izumi?" Wuyi asked.

Cijing nodded: "Of course I do." After a moment, she suddenly reacted, "Why?" ”

"He and Linglong have one thing in common."

"What?"

"Some people have the emotions that normal people should have, but they don't, at that time, Linglong could only laugh, laugh when she was sad, laugh when she was happy, and the same is true for Banlian."

If you think about it carefully, it is true.

"But why Ah Qi?"

"Before that, Zhou Zhihan had already tried it on several people." No clothes.

"But Tang Xiao's innocent thoughts are under the old poison of southern Xinjiang."

"To calculate the old poison on Tang Xiao's body, it is very simple for Zhou Yuanhan." No clothes don't care about the authentic.

Cijing touched his chin and listened to Wuyi's words, but suddenly became vigilant: "Why did you come to tell me this?" ”

"I said a long time ago that I had been stopping him."

"But you haven't done anything good all these years, have you? Isn't the Gu poison in the Lord of Luming Palace in Yan Palace also your hand? The Shangguan family of Qingmen in southern Xinjiang was tragically destroyed, didn't you do it too? And when you were in Qingyao Capital, you-"

She thought of the past, and suddenly choked up and couldn't speak, she thought that it would be too embarrassing for her to cry in front of Wuyi like this, but the tears in her eyes had some unstoppable momentum, she tilted her head slightly, her nose was red, but she still gritted her teeth, looking stubborn.

Wuyi sighed silently: "Their death is indeed caused by me, I won't make excuses for myself, but I have never said that I am a good person, it is better than the hypocrite Zhou Yuanhan." ”

Ci Jing sneered: "You guys laugh at fifty steps and laugh at a hundred steps, and you are not qualified to talk about him now." ”

She paused for a moment and asked again, "Where is Ah Qi now?" ”

Wuyi took a few steps forward, walked past her, and said, "Come with me." ”

Cijing hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to believe him, no, not so much to believe in him, but to believe in the unquenchable hatred between him and Zhou Yuanhan.

Cijing followed Wuyi to a broken temple, but the broken temple was not for the Bodhisattva Buddha, but an unknown statue of the goddess, Cijing could not see what the goddess was carved with, she looked up, the expression of the goddess was very peaceful, but the eyes were godless, her clothes fluttered, as if she was going to go with the wind at any time, when Cijing looked at her, there was an inexplicable sadness and despair that spread from the bottom of her heart.

She was obviously smiling, but why did she look so sad?

Wuyi pulled her from behind, Cijing opened her eyes, wiped a handful of tears, looked back at Wuyi, the expression on Wuyi's face was very ugly, the already overly fair complexion was even more bloodless at the moment, her face and lips were miserable and white, but in the lips, it was a strong red, Cijing suddenly realized something, and hurriedly asked, "Hey, what's wrong with you?" ”

Wuyi didn't speak, a trace of blood flowed down the corner of his mouth, and suddenly there was a cold wind behind him, Cijing was pushed away before he could react, Cijing finally stood firm, only to see a man wrapped in black hugging Wuyi, Cijing helped the pillar on the side, and said in his heart, what is the situation?

Wuyi coughed twice, covered his mouth with his hand, blood flowed down his fingers, and there were obviously no wounds on his body, but soon the white clothes were stained red with blood, and the voice of the man in black was very hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, and whispered his name: "Wuyi ......"

The man in black looked up at the statue of the goddess, and suddenly raised his palm, the cold palm wind like the statue of the goddess blew over, and the bloodless Wuyi who couldn't stand up for the strength of the statue of the goddess stood alive and stood in front of the statue of the goddess, and the hand of the man in black hurriedly stopped, and took it back, and then he saw the face of the man in black clearly.

It was a very handsome face, so handsome that there was no trace of fireworks, but at this moment, there was a layer of gloom between his eyebrows, looking at the indescribable pain in Wuyi's eyes, he thought that for so many years, Wuyi still had someone who followed him with all his heart.

"I'm going to destroy her." The black-clad man's voice recovered slightly, no longer so thick, but it was still low.

Cijing glanced up at the goddess again, and suddenly felt that the godless eyes of the goddess seemed to move, looking at her.

Ci Jing's heart shook suddenly, and Wuyi said to her: "That's the witch god, the earliest witch blessing in the Spring Country." ”

He paused, grinning silently: "It's also my original master." ”

"What are you bringing me here for?"

"A witchcraft as difficult as the exchange of blood must be performed in front of the statue of the witch god."

The corners of Cijing's mouth twitched, "Shouldn't this statue be in Youquan Country?" How did he get here? ”

Wuyi leaned against the statue of the goddess, sat down slowly, and said, "It doesn't take a lot of effort. ”

Ci Jing looked at him suspiciously.

Wuyi looked very weak, he just smiled and shook his head, stopped talking, and frowned, as if he was afraid that he wouldn't hear, he couldn't help but lean over and ask, "Where is Ah Qi now?" ”

Wuyi glanced at the black-clothed man next to him and said, "Qingming, you take her to find Zhou Yuhan." ”

"And what do you do?"

"I'm fine, anyway, it's time too."

"You're going to die?"

"I should have died a long time ago." Wuyi tilted his head, and he had completely turned into a bloody person, his original black and shiny hair had turned white, and his eyes had begun to shed bloody tears, taking advantage of that miserable white face to be even more terrifying.

"You don't have an endless life, why did you suddenly become like this?" Ci Jing asked.

Wuyi seemed to want to raise his hand, but he didn't have the strength anymore, and his voice became quieter: "How can there be any endless life?" The power of the witch god is running out, and I am dying. ”

"Don't-" Ci Jing grabbed the hem of his clothes, "How can I save Ah Qi if you die?" How can I beat Zhou Yuhan? ”

"Changing blood is a forbidden technique, and he can't live after changing blood." No clothes.

Ci Jing still refused to let go, "Don't die first, you tell me why you are doing this?" Why did you kill those people? Why are you-"

Her voice stopped suddenly, as if it had been cut off by something, her mouth was open, her eyes were round, and the little sparkle in Wuyi's eyes had disappeared completely, his pale body quickly turned black, there seemed to be an invisible flame burning on his body, Cijing let go of his hand, and sat down on the ground, watching Wuyi turn into a pile of ashes.

And in the midst of the pile of ashes lay a small ring, which the mirror picked up, just big enough for her to put on her thumb.

There was a beast's head on the ring, but Cijing had never seen that kind of beast, she just felt very, very sad, the ring seemed to carry thousands of years of sadness, so heavy, overwhelming.