Human nature is so ridiculous, knowing that it is an abyss, but also jumping down.

"Fortunately, she can still accompany me for a ride. ”

Jing Yuan held Koukou's hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, he looked so cautious.

Wuge trembled, she recalled the night when Jing Yuan sent Kou Koko, and Kou Kou told her the story about Jing Yuan herself, but she never thought that the woman in the story was Kou Ko herself...

She stepped forward and pushed Jing Yuan to the ground: "What qualifications do you have to let her accompany her, isn't she miserable enough to be harmed by your Jing family?"

Mo Xingran's slender hand grabbed the corner of her clothes: "No song, don't be impulsive." ”

There was a dead silence in the dark alley, Jing Yuan lay on the ground and lowered his head, his shoulders shaking, I don't know whether he was crying or laughing.

"It's Jing Huan! It's him! In front of me, he cut out his heart and bones, and forced me to eat the 'Blood Gu Pill' made of the flesh and blood of my beloved woman, I actually did it, I hate him, I hate... Myself. ”

Jing Yuan was short of breath, his chest rose and fell sharply, and half of his raised face was covered by shadows, and the other half was pale by the sun.

"He has refined Coco into 'ghost smoke,' as he says," he squeezed his voice out of her teeth word by word, "so that she will always be sincere to me." ”

A tear welled up from the corner of his eye, falling silently.

How about the monstrous power? How about calling for wind and rain? In the end, it is to live up to the love.

Hearing this, Wuge smiled dumbly: "Your Jing family has really lost its conscience." ”

She looked at Mu Ran's Koukou, how could such a thin body withstand the pain of tearing out her heart and bones, and Wuge's heartache was like a knife.

In the face of Wuge's abuse, Jing Yuan turned a deaf ear.

He muttered to himself: "That little finger is the soul of Koko, I will hand her over to you, keep it, don't be..."

"What exactly do you want us to do?" Mo Xingran, who had been silent for a long time, interrupted him, and he could see that Jing Yuan had a request for them.

Jing Yuan lowered his head: "Please take the two of you out of the battle." ”

Wuge was stunned for a moment: "You mean..."

"Yes, I know, the quicksand universe is in the Linglong array. ”

Hearing this, not only did he sing, but Mo Xingran's cold face also flashed with a trace of surprise.

Before he could react, Jing Yuan lifted his dark robe and knelt on his knees without hesitation: "I beg the two of you to save Koukou." ”

The dreary and hot air pressed the person out of breath, and the expression on Jing Yuan's face was calm, and his gaze was firm.

Wuge frowned a little unbearably: "I, I promise you, I will definitely take her out of the formation, you get up." ”

The man had gold under his knees, and the gift was too heavy for her to bear.

Looking at Jing Yuan, who was kneeling on the ground, Mo Xingran said, "Let's make a long story short, tell us everything you know." "It seems that it may not be so easy to come out of the formation.

Jing Yuan let out a long breath, finally, he was about to be relieved.

"All of this starts with the national teacher and the Jing family..."

The smoke clan's ability to drive away smoke is declining, and the national teacher promises that if anyone can solve this problem, he will be elected as the next king of the Crowned Moon Kingdom.

The Jing family has been saddled for many years for the national teacher, but the national teacher has always let them stay in the quicksand market that does not see the light of day, so taking this opportunity, Jing Yuan's brother Jing Huan offered a plan to the national teacher.

The 'smoke master' is originally refined from living beings, just as people need to eat, and gods need spiritual power, what the smoke master relies on to survive is to absorb the 'vitality' of all things in the world, and if there is no 'vitality', it is naturally difficult to survive in the world for a long time.

However, there is little 'life' in the quicksand universe, except for this oasis of abundance, most of the other places are deserted.

"But my brother's plan is perverse. He suggested to the national teacher that since he was not 'angry', he might as well use 'dead qi'...", Jing Yuan said weakly.

Mo Xing dyed his eyebrows, the so-called 'dead air', in fact, the resentment of the deceased, I am afraid that everyone avoids it on weekdays, this plan is not perverse, it is simply mad.

By chance, my brother learned that the canyon was angry. So after getting the approval of the national teacher, he sent hundreds of smoke divisions across the canyon, digging bones and graves on the other side of the canyon, and hoarding 'dead air'. And so on for decades, without interruption. ”

Wuge suddenly realized that the pile of white bone mounds in the corpse West Village was actually done by the smoke master.

"But in this case, isn't the smoker full of anger?" she couldn't help but interrupt Jing Yuan.

He nodded.

"As you said, in the years that followed, more than half of the smokers had fallen into demons. ”

Wuge's eyes widened in disbelief, she is a demon, she knows the difference between 'born to be a demon' and 'fallen demon', the former is nothing more than a racial distinction, and there are not a few people with good intentions, while the latter is a real demon born from the heart, bloodthirsty and cruel.

Jing Yuan continued: "With the increasing number of fallen demon smokers, it is inevitable that there will be incidents of smokers rebelling against their masters, so everyone in the smoke clan is in danger, and they would rather let the smokers fend for themselves than risk their lives again. He paused, and his expression became sad: "It was at that time that my brother was obsessed with studying the way of the smoker to continue his life, and he moved the idea of refining 'ghost smoke'. ”

He choked up a little: "The eight characters of the Kou Kou are extremely yin, which is the best choice for refining 'ghost smoke'..."Speaking of this, Jing Yuan couldn't help but tremble.

Mo Xingran stepped forward and pressed his shoulder, and after a while: "However, it backfired, 'Ghost Smoke' really doesn't need to be 'angry' to survive, but as you can see, her soul is uncertain, and when her soul is gone, she will not enter the cycle of reincarnation, and she will fly to ashes... The smoke is out..."

Speaking of this, Jing Yuan couldn't hold back his sadness, he turned around and hugged Kou Kokou, and couldn't stop whispering: "I'm sorry... It's me who is sorry for you..."The seven-foot man cried bitterly, tears raining down.

He not only harmed Koukou's life, but also harmed her for the rest of her life.

"If I hadn't been in love with her, brother he, wouldn't have noticed—" he wept.

When the time comes, the voices of people outside the street are getting weaker, every household is in full swing to gather lunch, the people on the street carry out a square table from the house, and the small couple sit happily in front of the table, coarse tea and light rice, happy eyebrows.

A lifetime of a couple, after all, it can't be done.

Jing Yuan hugged Kou and looked up at the scorching sun: "I, I don't live long." ”

"Coco, please. Looking at Jing Yuan now, his handsome appearance is a little bitter.

"What did you say?"

Facing Wuge's surprised eyes, he smiled: "Kou said she likes you very much..."

"What do you mean by that, what do you mean you won't live long?" asked without a song.

"Kou Ko is a bit stupid, she always can't tell who is a good guy and who is a bad guy, otherwise, she wouldn't fall in love with me..." Jing Yuan stared at Kokou in his arms stupidly, as if he wanted to engrave her appearance into his eyes.

Wuge rushed forward and pulled Jing Yuan's shoulder: "What's wrong?"

But he brushed away Wuge's hand, held Koko's shoulder, and looked at her empty eyes: "Don't blame me in the future, promise me to take care of myself, and don't laugh at others at will, you know, you look ugly when you laugh, like a fool." Like a lover's whisper, Jing Yuan smiled at the corner of his lips and had tears in his eyes.

"I know you can hear me, Coco, I'm sorry—" His kiss fell lightly on Coco's forehead, extremely precious, like a final goodbye.

The air was hot and stuffy, and a thunderbolt suddenly flashed in the blue sky, which had been a clear sky.

Out of nowhere, a dark cloud drifted in, and the low rolling thunder came from far and near, and in a short time, the rain fell slantingly.

The rain drifted onto his body, bringing a little coolness.

Wuge wiped his face, I don't know if it was rain or tears, it flowed down his face to his mouth, salty, bitter.

She couldn't bear to disturb Jing Yuan, so she stood in the rain in a daze, watching the two of them say goodbye silently not far away.

There is a pair of slender hands on the top of his head, and the overlapping hands cover the small side of the world.

Mo Xingran stood behind Wuge, his eyes fell on the pair of bitter people not far away, and said in a deep voice: "He may not survive tonight." There was pathos in his voice.

Wuge was stunned for a few breaths: "We, can we save him?" she sobbed like a cat.

Mo Xingran stroked Wuge's top hair: "This is not a relief for him." ”

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The drizzle continued to fall, and after a while, Jing Yuan walked out of the rain with Mu Ran's Koukou.

The rain wet his hair and made him look a little depressed.

His face returned to his old cynicism: "Since you have promised, I must do it, otherwise I will not let you two go." ”

Knowing that Jing Yuan couldn't survive tonight, for a while, Wuge didn't know how to react.

"Well, a gentleman is hard to chase after a horse. Mo Xingran nodded and patted Jing Yuan's shoulder: "But there is one more thing, how much do you know about the Linglong Array?"

Wuge rubbed his eyes: "Yes, how can I get out of the formation?"

Jing Yuan smiled weakly: "If I know how to go out of battle, why should I kneel down to you." ”

That's right, Wuge patted his somewhat unclear head: "Then where did you learn about the Linglong Array?"

Jing Yuan pondered for a moment and looked at Mo Xingran: "Do you remember the Red Luan Girl, give you the hurricane bag." ”

"The Red Luan Girl, is that the woman in red who took us to the quicksand market?"

"Exactly, she is one of the few smokers who has not yet fallen into the devil, and her master is the owner of the quicksand market, Granny Tan. ”

The two of them were stunned when they heard this, but they never thought that the graceful girl in red was also a smoker.

"I don't know much about the Linglong Array, I also heard about it from Granny Tan, and I found her because of Koukou. She said that if you want to save Koukou, you can only go out to find the Xuanmen Pavilion..."

Looking at the two of them who were still a little stunned, Jing Yuan suddenly said: "If you want to find Granny Tan, I advise you to be cautious, this old woman is very strange, I guess she can't remember how long she has lived." ”

Wuge was horrified: "Is she also immortal?"

Didn't you say that the national teacher was immortal? Why is there another Granny Tan now?

At this moment, thunder roared, and a silver lightning bolt streaked across the dark sky.

"Her contact with the Jing family has always been through Hongluannu, no one knows whether she is immortal or not, not even I have ever met her, everything about her is just a story. Jing Yuan's face was a little calm against the silver lightning.

"I recently learned about something, but it's just speculation. ”

Wuge couldn't help asking, "What's the matter?"

"This old woman, she wanted to kill her own son. ”

Tiger poison still does not eat children, it is hard to imagine that there is such a ruthless mother in this world.

And her son is the national teacher. ”