The night in Longxi is cold and refreshing, a full moon hangs high in the sky, and Tsinghua flows all over the mountains and rivers of Kyushu. When the morning dawned, all the people were immersed in a deep sleep, and they had a good night's sleep.

A figure shuttles through the layers of buildings, and the gray and white night clothes blend into the boundless night, like a light bird looking for a home. At this time, Yunbao gathered a large number of people from the rivers and lakes, among whom there were many top masters, who dared to sneak in at this time, either their brains were kicked by a donkey or they were bold, and this person obviously belonged to the latter.

Walking and stopping, the gray-clothed man landed silently in a courtyard, and took advantage of the falling momentum to click on the acupoints of the two people guarding the door, and there was no one around, and his hands pushed into the house. He was like entering his own yard and pushing the door of his own house, without the slightest caution, as if he was deliberately trying to let the people in the house know.

The people in the room were really awakened, and when they were startled, they asked angrily, "Who is it?!" "Jianghu people have always been vigilant, even when they sleep, they don't leave their weapons, let alone in other people's homes. The people in the room picked up the long sword in their hands with their backhands, picked up a sword flower and attacked the man in gray, this sword was fierce and the sword was tricky, but the man in gray was not in a hurry, and did not have the slightest intention of dodging, but drew his sword in front of his hand to meet it.

"The one who wants your life!" The sword light of the gray-clothed man shone like a clear sky above the nine heavens, and the strong and calm momentum steadily suppressed the sword of the person in the house. As soon as they intersected, the people in the room secretly sighed that it was not good, this person looked young, but his martial arts attainments were very high, obviously above him. The sound of weapons striking each other was endless, and after ten moves, the people in the room felt more and more uncomfortable, and they wanted to open their mouths to call people but found that they were suddenly speechless, and the strength in their bodies seemed to be losing little by little, poisoned! As soon as he thought of this, the man in gray didn't intend to give him any respite, the long sword blocked all retreats, and stabbed him in response to the flaw, blood splattered, and the people in the room stared at the sword on his chest with wide eyes, as if they couldn't believe it.

The gray-clothed man drew his sword neatly and turned around, and with a flick of his wrist, the blood on the sword body disappeared instantly. A sneer curled into his mouth, and he walked straight out of the room, and behind him, the occupants of the room fell straight down - dead and blind.

Groggy and extremely unstable in her sleep, the sky is all over the ground, the gray and dull color is overwhelming, I don't know when the sky begins to float white snow, one after another, if the catkins dance with the wind, not long after the ground has accumulated a thick layer of snow, she wears a single dress and walks barefoot in the snow, the cold feeling rags the only remaining consciousness, I don't know why I want to go, I don't know where to go, the world is chaotic, I can't tell the direction at all, there is a voice in my heart has been urging: go down, you can't stop......

Suddenly, a figure faintly appeared in the distance, hazy and unclear, only to feel that the silhouette should belong to a man, a man who exudes vicissitudes of life and sadness, she couldn't help but want to get closer to see, keep walking and walking, getting colder and colder, when the body was about to lose consciousness, he finally approached the figure, he seemed to be muttering something, his hands were interlaced and changed for no reason, as if he was performing an ancient ritual, she watched quietly, only felt that the gesture complex gesture seemed to be somewhat familiar, She tried to think about it but found that she couldn't remember anything, where was she? Who is she?

The man raised his hands above his head in a strange gesture, she was wondering, there was a sudden shock under her feet, and it shook violently, and the heavens and the earth suddenly turned red, red like blood, and the snow had long since stopped, and the overwhelming blood poured towards her......

"Little tail, wake up! Little tails! Ning Qi shook it vigorously, he lived next door, only to notice that her breath was chaotic and unstable, and hurriedly came to check, but saw that she was cold, her eyes were closed, her brows were tightly locked, her forehead was full of sweat, her hands were tightly grasping the bedding, her fingers were too hard to show a pale color, and she couldn't wake up no matter how she shouted.

Such a cold body without temperature made people tremble, and he didn't dare to easily convey internal force, so he had to lean over and hold her in his arms, urging internal breath to warm her.

Blood! Blood everywhere! Surging in all directions, the fishy smell permeated everywhere, she couldn't help but want to gag, but found that the blood under her feet gradually rose, instantly drowning her completely, so uncomfortable, breathless......

She struggled hard, she was about to suffocate, no, she couldn't die like this, there were still people waiting for her, and there were many, many people waiting for her, Master, Li Xia, Suifeng, Brother Feng, Shui Fengqing, everyone, even the disgusting faces in the mansion, no, no, what she wanted to do was not done, and those who had harmed her had not been punished...... Faces flashed in his mind, but in the end, only Ning Qi was left, his eyes were as deep as a wide and quiet sea, encompassing everything and devouring everything, as if it was the final salvation. The waves were raging, the rushing sea roared, and the blood in the sky was suddenly washed clean, as if it had never existed. She floated in the water, and was surprised to find that the water was warm and reassuring...... A sudden pain in my wrist......

She didn't wake up for a long time, and when Ning Qi was about to open her mouth to shout, the fairy cloud beast ran over out of nowhere and jumped on the bed, and bit it on the delicate and soft white wrist of the rain, this time the force was so great that the blood immediately gushed out, and the bright red on the pure and flawless snow-white paper was extremely dazzling, and Ning Qi wanted to throw it out when he was startled.

When she woke up before the rain, she saw that Xue Ji was hanging in the air by Ning Qi's neck, looking at her pitifully with a pair of round eyes, and one paw still hooking Ning Qi's sleeve, "What's wrong?" As soon as he opened his mouth, he found that his voice was weak and hoarse.

Seeing that she had woken up, Ning Qi hurriedly put down Xue Ji, and no longer bothered with it, and hurriedly hugged Wei Yu and asked worriedly, "What do you think?" What's going on? Having a nightmare? ”

Wei Yu came back to his senses and remembered Fang Cai's dream, seeing her frowning and pondering, her face was pale and weak, full of cold sweat, and there seemed to be a faint palpitation in a pair of autumn water eyes, Ning Qi used force under his hand to tighten her in his arms, "What's the matter?" Tell me about it, huh? ”

Xue Ji jumped up, jumped to Weiyu's side and lay down, stretched out her little tongue and licked Weiyu's wrist a few times, the wrist that was still bleeding gradually stopped bleeding, Ning Qi frowned, and always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell what it was, thinking about her cold and piercing body, and then looking at the little beast in front of her, what went wrong?