When everyone lost their minds, the green fox walked out. On her charming and beautiful face, there is no longer a casual and presumptuous smile, and some are just as calm and cold as a broken peak.

Seeing the green fox come out, Yun Xie immediately walked in front of her, and on her elegant and handsome face, she was undisguised with worry and concern: "Little fox, how is the young master?" ”

As soon as Yun Xie's words fell, Yun Yawen also walked in front of the green fox. His voice was gentle and elegant, and his handsome and clear face looked worried.

"Green Fox girl, how is she?"

"Alas......" Qinghu didn't answer immediately, but just sighed deeply, and his expression looked very dignified.

Her appearance makes the people around her even more anxious, and now for everyone here, Hua Qingmo is the most worrying and reassuring. At this time, the green fox began to sigh and complain.

Xu was a little unable to stand the appearance of the green fox, so he walked behind her, knocked her head hard, and said, "Everyone is worried about the young master, can you not suddenly become shy like a woman?" ”

As soon as he said this, the green fox immediately raised his leg and kicked directly on the leg of the painting. Immediately, she glared at Suhua fiercely, and her expression looked very displeased.

Instead, the green fox looked at Yun Xie, and his demeanor changed suddenly, completely losing the ferocity he had just treated with his paintings.

"Big brother, we must be optimistic about the young master, she will definitely commit suicide." Qinghu's tone was more serious than ever, recalling Hua Qingmo's appearance when she was in a coma, Qinghu felt distressed. On that day in the Falling Soul Cliff, when Bai Zixiao faked her death, Hua Qingmo was also in pain, but today, her pain seemed to be a hundred times deeper than that day.

Hearing Qinghu's words, everyone fell silent. In fact, what Qinghu said, they can all expect it.

And the green fox spoke, but everyone didn't know what to say.

In this world, no one can replace Bai Zixiao's position in Hua Qingmo's heart. No one, not even her daughter, can be replaced.

At this time, a waning moon hung high in the sky. The clear glow of the bright moon looked so elegant and peaceful at this time, calm and soft, as if the desert storm in the afternoon was just an illusory dream.

sub-hours.

Hua Qingmo, who had been lying in a coma on the couch for several hours, finally regained consciousness. Although she closed her eyes, she could see every qiē in the room clearly through her strange energy.

At this time, the seven people in the room, Mao'er, Qinghu, Hua Minzhi, Yun Xie, Chu Xiangbai, Mo Bo and Yun Yawen were guarding around, thinking that they were here to watch themselves.

Hua Qingmo knew that they were afraid of suicide. However, this is not something they can stop if they want to.

At this moment, she couldn't find a reason to live.

Turning over, Hua Qingmo faced the couch and quietly took out a few nine-inch long Liuyun needles.

Because Wen Jing had warned herself, she didn't let the nine-inch-long Liuyun Needle shoot lightly. But at this moment, she doesn't care about anything, she doesn't care about anything.

Sitting up suddenly, Hua Qingmo poured the internal force into the Liuyun needle, and quickly pulled out the needle.

None of the people in the room expected Hua Qingmo to wake up suddenly, make a sudden move, and after being stunned for a moment, he pulled out his weapon and prepared to resist. However, they didn't know Hua Qingmo's intentions, she just wanted the nine-inch-long Flowing Cloud Needle to cause chaos.

Several streamers of light shot into the roof, and suddenly a violent explosion sounded, and the roof began to collapse. The people in the room wanted to go to Hua Qingmo's side, but at this time, Hua Qingmo just smiled very coldly, left in everyone's sight, and fell into the dark night.

When she came out of Lou's house, Hua Qingmo took a lantern to illuminate it, she was afraid that in the dark, she would not be able to find that place.

The desert at night is no different from other places, but the feeling of stepping on the yellow sand is still so uncomfortable. The light of the lantern illuminated Hua Qingmo's way forward, she kept moving forward, without looking back, it seemed that if she took a step, she would disappear behind her, she could only move forward, she could only go on like this.

The yellow sand buried the Golden Palace, and Hua Qingmo couldn't find the location of the Tianyuan Hall at all. She spun around in the desert for a moment, and sat down on the ground as if she had lost all her strength. The lantern she was holding in her hand fell to the side and burned, illuminating her face very clearly.

At this time, Hua Qingmo's expression was like a broken doll, and there was no trace of emotion at all. In the dead eyes, tears slowly welled up, blurring her vision.

Holding her knees, Hua Qingmo buried her face in her knees, her body trembled slightly, and her inaudible cry looked particularly weird in the dark desert.

Something must have happened?

Otherwise, Bai Zixiao would not have gone to the Golden Palace.

However, until he died, he did not tell himself what had happened.

Why?

Why does he always keep a qiē in his heart?

Why didn't he tell himself anything?

What is it now, and what is it?

"Bastard, big bastard!" Hua Qingmo was crying and cursing. She really hoped that when she scolded Bai Zixiao, he would suddenly appear beside her, and then hit her on the head fiercely, saying that she was bold now and dared to scold her.

"Big bastard, stinky bastard, white purple flute, bastard, you bastard, white purple flute you stinky bastard......"

The more Hua Qingmo scolded, the louder she became, she was afraid that her voice would be too low and Bai Zixiao would not be able to hear it. However, she scolded Bai Zixiao a lot, and she was still alone here.

Just she's alone.

She was the only one.

Slowly took out a nine-inch-long cloud needle, and under the light of the waning moon, the cloud needle flashed with an indescribable ghostly color.

At this moment, Hua Qingmo didn't look at the Flowing Cloud Needle, she just looked at the dark and boundless front at this time, and her voice was extremely light.

"Bai Zixiao, you bastard!"

Hua Qingmo pointed the flowing cloud at the mouth of her heart and stabbed it, and the pain from the flesh and blood merged with the pain that had been spreading in her heart, which made Hua Qingmo feel less painful.

When the Liuyun Needle was half an inch away from her heart, a moon-white figure suddenly appeared on Hua Qingmo's side. Immediately, he grabbed Hua Qingmo's hand and pulled out the Liuyun needle.

"Hua Qingmo, now that you don't know anything, are you willing to die?"

With a familiar voice and a warm tone, Hua Qingmo didn't see the face of the person who came, but she already knew who it was.

To be able to appear at such a timely moment is as if all the qiē has been properly calculated. can be such a person, I am afraid that there is only Wenjing alone in this world.

In the dark, Hua Qingmo couldn't see Wenjing's face, and Wenjing couldn't see Hua Qingmo's expression. The two of them froze like this, until Wen Jing reached out and snatched the Liuyun Needle from Hua Qingmo's hand.

"Qingmo, you know what? I should have arrived in Loulan ten days ago, but along the way, Zi Xiao sent many masters to block the way, wanting to stop me before you leave Loulan, and not let Wenjing meet you. Do you know why? Wen Jing took out a night pearl and put it on the ground, and the light of the night pearl illuminated the faces of the two.

Hua Qingmo is dead and mournful.

Wenjing is casual and contemplative.

Regarding Wenjing's words, Hua Qingmo didn't ask out loud, but she still looked ahead in a daze, and she couldn't see a little luster in her eyes, as if she was dead.

Seeing that Hua Qingmo didn't speak, Wen Jing just smiled, and the smile was on his beautiful face, like a clear lotus, noble and elegant. He sat on the ground opposite Hua Qingmo, and looked at the night pearl between the two, his eyes seemed to reflect the brilliance of the pearl, which was particularly bright.

"You don't seem to be interested at all." Wenjing looked at Hua Qingmo, and his voice was as warm as ever, as peaceful as the shining brilliance of the night pearl at this moment. "So let me put it another way! I came to Loulan just to tell you something, because Zi Xiao didn't want me to tell me about it, so he stopped me. This matter is actually about Zi Xiao, all the truth about him. Including, the truth that he was buried in the Golden Palace by yellow sand today. ”

Wen Jing's eyes kept looking at Hua Qingmo, and naturally saw the fluctuations in Hua Qingmo's eyes, as well as the subtle changes in the expression on her face, but Hua Qingmo still didn't speak.

"Where to start? Let me think. Wen Jing lowered his eyes slightly, and after a moment of silence, he spoke again. Let's start with why Zi Xiao is a fake eunuch. ”

"Qingmo, do you remember what happened when you and Zi Xiao had a round house for the first time?" Wenjing's gaze turned to Hua Qingmo again, and his warm gaze was like a bright moon and a pearl.

Hua Qingmo opened her lips and didn't answer him immediately. She just remembered that night, the night in Ziwei Palace. Slowly, the voice seemed very lonely and lonely.

"Medicine, he took medicine."

"I gave him the medicine, about the effect of the medicine, did Zi Xiao tell you?" Wen Jing asked again.

"He said it was the antidote because he had taken a drug that made people neither male nor female." Hua Qingmo replied, and then she seemed to know something, and her eyes fluctuated a little violently. Looking at Wenjing, she spoke, word by word, extremely clear. "Wenjing, what kind of medicine is that?"

Seeing that Hua Qingmo began to get serious, Wenjing's interest in telling stories also came. He was still smiling, his smile was elegant and unchanged, like a green bamboo, like a clear lotus.

"After stealing Zi Xiao from the West Palace, I arranged his life. Before he entered the palace at the age of seven, I gave him two options. ”

Wen Jing paused slightly, and his tone slowly began to become serious.

"The first is to be a real eunuch and live a long life."

"Second, it is to take the Yin Yang Pill and be a fake eunuch, and his life is no more than forty. You should know very well what he chose. ”

Wen Jing's words made Hua Qingmo stunned for a moment, she didn't know what to say, she was silent for a moment, and then asked with some difficulty: "What other medicinal effect does the Yin Yang Pill have besides making him neither male nor female?" ”

"The Yin Yang Pill is poisonous, which can make him indistinguishable between male and female. Of course, poison naturally has an antidote, and after taking the antidote, he is not a fake eunuch. However, the medicinal effect of the Yin-Yang Pill was solved, but the blood soul flower poison contained in the Yin-Yang Pill could not be solved. ”