Wuyi took Linglong all the way to the southeast, the weather gradually became hot, and when they arrived in Miaojiang, both of them had already changed into light clothes.

Linglong through the virtual mirror, saw Meteor Han walking in the mountains with a basket on his back, the poisonous snake in colored skin behind him and on the top of his head spitting scarlet snake letters, Meteor Han's back and the top of his head also seemed to have eyes, the short knife in his hand flew out, accurately stabbed the poisonous snake seven inches, nailed it to the trunk, the snake body twisted a few times and soon did not move, Meteor Han neatly took off the short knife, picked a few wide leaves to wipe the short knife clean, and continued to walk towards the mountain.

Linglong stared at the Void Mirror stupidly, looked at his back, and quietly took the Void Mirror away, and her tone was a little colder: "Enough." ”

Linglong pursed her lips, her dark eyes were full of persistence, but she was indifferent, she just stretched out her hand, "It's just raining here, the road is slippery, hold my hand." ”

Linglong hesitated for a moment, but finally reached out, and Wuyi reached over again, held her hand, and pulled Linglong over with a little force.

The two continued to march in the mountains, and Wuyi would occasionally return the Void Mirror to Linglong, who opened the Void Mirror and watched as Falling Cold gently stroked the patient and comforted them. There are many rare medicinal herbs in the Miaojiang area, and in the past, I wanted to collect some medicinal materials and learn from the local Miao doctors by the way.

Linglong looked at the smile on his face, and thought to herself, how could she forget him? He was the person she fell in love with for the first time, not only in this life, she wanted to remember him all the time, and never forget him for eternity.

It's just that she only cares about walking forward, but she never turns around to look at Wuyi, who has been following her.

Although the two of them followed the cold all the way unhurriedly, they were still one step late in the end.

In the early morning of this day, Linglong woke up in a nightmare, in the dream, she saw that the cold was covered in blood, the moon-white shirt was stained red with blood, with a bleak smile on her face, and her blood-stained hands raised short knives, stabbing them towards her heart, and another stream of blood gushed out.

"Don't!" Linglong sat up in shock, Wuyiben on the side was closing his eyes and pretending to sleep, when he heard Linglong's voice, he opened his eyes and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Linglong held her face with both hands, her eyes were terrified like never before, and large tears were left between her fingers, "I dreamed that the cold was dead!" He killed himself himself! ”

Wuyi's eyebrows furrowed slightly when she heard this, Linglong's dreams were all true, if the cold was dead in her dream, then there was no need for them to go to him again, although they had special abilities, but they couldn't bring the dead back to life.

Linglong stood up, Wuyi also stood up, grabbed her arm and said, "Where are you going?!" ”

"I'll go find him!"

"You know your dreams are real! He's dead! What's the point of you going to him?! ”

Linglong's eyes were full of tears, and in the blink of an eye, it was like a bead with a broken thread falling, Wuyi was a little unbearable, but he still didn't let go, Linglong used his other hand to break his hand, Wuyi clenched it tighter, Linglong couldn't help but cry out: "You hurt me!" ”

"What about hurting you? I won't let you go to him again! ”

"I don't care! Even if he dies, I will use the forbidden art to save him! ”

"You're crazy!" Wuyi finally got angry, pulled Linglong and carried her on his back, Linglong hung on his shoulder and beat and scolded, Wuyi was right to tickle herself, and carried her down the mountain.

Linglong made a fuss for a while, and gradually quieted down, Wuyi thought that she was finally tired, but suddenly felt that the weight on her shoulders became lighter, and he sighed in his heart and put Linglong down. But this is still exquisite, and it is clearly a lifeless puppet.

He placed the puppet beside the tree, sprinkled the powder against snakes, insects, rats and ants on the side, and when all this was done, he hurried into the mountains.

He really underestimated Linglong's dedication to Falling Cold, he didn't expect that she would really not even use the forbidden technique for his life. The long-ago memory gradually awakened in his mind, and that person used to be like this, for him, desperately threw himself into the fire, melted his bones and blood, and left him eternal thoughts and loneliness.

That's not true! It shouldn't be like this! He ran up the hill with all his might, because of the exhaustion of his strength, he could no longer use teleportation, and he only hated that he couldn't go any faster.

Linglong has found Falling Cold's body, he is lying in a pool of blood, everyone in this cottage is dead, the hot weather is full of corpses, emitting an unpleasant rancid smell, Linglong is now just a wisp of soul, she reached out to pick up Falling Cold, but she couldn't touch his body.

Suddenly realizing something, she suddenly turned around and saw a black shadow standing behind her, the person's whole body was shrouded in a black shadow, although Linglong couldn't see his face, but she could feel his cold and greedy eyes.

"What a pure soul...... the man laughed, his voice was like a man and not a man, but a woman and not a woman, it was extremely unpleasant, and he took a slow step towards Linglong.

Linglong couldn't help but retreat, but after thinking about the cold behind her, she still stopped, looked at the comer, and asked, "Are you a wizard?" ”

The man laughed again, "Yes, you're a witch from the Western Regions, right?" Oh, it's still bold to come to such a place. ”

Linglong clenched her fists and continued, "Did you kill them?" ”

"Why did I kill them? Obviously, it was the obsession in their own hearts that killed them. ”

Linglong's fingertips lit up with blue flames, and the man in black stared behind her for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and laughed, "Little girl, are you here for the people behind you?" ”

Linglong didn't speak, just stared at him.

"Do you know how they died? I created an illusion for them, in which they could choose the way they wanted to die, and the person behind you was martyred with a girl, and you did not hesitate to leave the entity and come with your soul, just to save him, but unfortunately, the person in his heart is not you. The man in black seemed to have heard a big joke, and he covered his stomach and laughed happily, and the flames on her fingertips became more and more intense, and the blue flames had wrapped her whole body.

The man in black raised his black cloak, and a fire pool suddenly appeared in front of Linglong, red flames soared high, and a strand of Linglong's hair was licked by the flames, and quickly turned into a green firefly.

"If you want to save him, jump into this pool of fire, and since you are a witch, you should know what will happen if you jump in. But if you don't want to save him, if you want to take revenge on him, then draw this flame to him, so that he can go to hell and never be born. The man in black laughed, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a black whirlwind and disappeared in front of her.

Linglong looked at the pool of fire, then turned to look at Falling Han, she crouched down, trying to touch his face, but she couldn't touch him.

She knows that forbidden art, the practice of every witch is a forbidden art, the soul power of the lonely soul and wild ghost is often very strong, use witchcraft to purify it and then fuse it with other creatures, such a soul is both powerful and pure, if you sacrifice to the witch god with such a soul, the witch god can help her fulfill her wish.

But in this way, she will disappear from the world forever, and the resurrection of the cold, outside the boundary between humans and ghosts, is neither a human nor a ghost, just like Wuyi, and he may not remember her again.

Moreover, the man in black said that in his vision, the person who had been martyred with him was not her, and that he refused to marry her because he already had someone else in his heart.

However, she still can't bear to let him die like this, she wants him to continue to smile warmly and save more people, even if he is not happy for her in the future, and he is not troubled for her, but as long as he can live well, she doesn't care.

Linglong leaned down and lightly imprinted a kiss on Falling Cold's forehead, she stuck out her tongue and licked his eyebrows, all the way down, resting on his lips.

She got up and walked to the fire, and not far away, Wuyi hurried over.

"Linglong! No! He reached out to grab her, but was pushed away by the heat wave that rushed to his face, Linglong had already jumped into the fire pool, the flames quickly covered her petite body, there was a low spell sound in the fire pool, the green waves were like ripples in the air, Wuyi saw the cold corpse floating in the air not far away, and in the flames, Linglong's face was gradually revealed.

Memories of his life appeared above Falling Han's body, and the scenes flickered like a marquee, and in a blink of an eye, it was before he died, and in that vision, the person who made him willing to be martyred, green clothes and green skirts, long hair up to knees, and a beautiful face, turned out to be her.

She watched the last scene disappear in a daze, and Falling Han slowly opened her eyes, saw her in the flames, and called out to her: "Linglong ......"

The two looked at each other through the flames, and Linglong suddenly smiled, she opened her arms, but she could no longer hug him.

But that's enough.

The fire pool gradually disappeared, and Linglong's body gradually faded, and finally turned into a green firefly, which dispersed violently, and the cold smelled a strong fragrance, covering the rancid smell of the mountain. He sat on the ground, his eyes blank, and he didn't raise his head until Wuyi walked up to him, and Wuyi looked at him condescendingly, because he couldn't see his expression clearly because of the light.

"Delicate She ......"

"She's gone." Wuyi's tone was light, but it was not the careless flatness of the past, but as if he had lost all his strength and no longer had the desire to speak.

Linglong is gone, there is no more witch Zhu Linglong in the world, and there is no Linglong who always has an innocent smile like an elf.

This is Linglong's memory before her death, she jumped into the fire pool, and exchanged her destruction for the immortality of the cold, and then there was a long memory gap, when her memory was revived again, her little soul dwelt in Linglong's bone, this Linglong bone was her former body, she thought that it should be Wuyi in order to keep her, the puppet was burned. Although the puppet was a puppet, it was already as fleshy as a human, and he used the ashes he left behind to make exquisite bones, and there was still her magic power on it, so she was able to sleep peacefully in it for so long.