Jing Ye continued to want to go into the depths to take a look, and walked forward, but was shaken away by an invisible force, retreated, and fell into the arms of the pavilion patrol.

Jing Ye fixed his eyes and saw that there seemed to be a water-like barrier at the entrance, rippling, and after a while, the water waves were stable and disappeared, and it looked as if it was empty, if it hadn't been shaken open before, she wouldn't have believed that there was such a thing.

Ears suddenly heard a heartbeat, Jing Ye fled away from the pavilion, pretending to check the barrier in front of him, his fingers poked around on it, and they were all shaken open, and after a few times, his fingers were numb.

The gazebo patrolled up, pressed one hand on the center of the barrier, and saw the water waves appear, retreating at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then, walking forward on his own.

Jing Ye pouted, followed behind the gazebo patrol, and thought: What, you know how to play prestige, won't you care about my hands?

It's not as cold as you imagined, the climate here is mild, and the faint scent of grass makes people feel refreshed.

Jingye only cared about looking at the road under his feet, his feet paddling on the ground, carelessly.

Unknown small flowers, faint goose yellow, this smell, good smell, unconsciously, the faint smoke has surrounded the two of them, and even the gazebo patrol did not notice the dangerous breath.

Jingye suddenly put on a hard thing, "Why don't you leave?"

Seeing that the Pavilion Patrol did not respond for a long time, Jing Ye walked in front of him, only to see that his expression was abnormal, cold as frost, and he stretched out his hand to touch his forehead: "What's wrong with you?"

The fingertips had just touched the skin, and in the next second, they were set aside by the gazebo patrol.

The familiar temperature was not too hot or too cold, but his cold attitude seemed to have changed from a different person.

Jingye was startled, his hand stopped in mid-air, and the two did not speak for a long time.

"You're just a replacement, don't come near me. ”

The gazebo tour spoke in surprise, with a cold gaze and no emotion at all.

"Replacement?"

Jing Ye looked at him, and a huge wave of waves set off in his heart, as if he wanted to erase all the previous things.

"Yes, substitute, you are not even a thousandth of her in terms of intelligence, reaction, and courage. ”

Seeing that the pavilion patrol was aggressive, Jing Ye was a little untenable.

The pavilion approached Jing Ye, with a mocking smile on his face, and his hand reached forward, Jing Ye stepped back, "The only thing you resemble with her is this skin." ”

Jing Ye slapped his hand away, raised his face, and looked directly at him, "You treat me as a substitute for others, but you can't get out of your pit by yourself, even if I am not as good as the person in your mouth everywhere, it will not be your turn to come to me." ”

Every time Jing Ye said a word, he felt that there was a needle in his heart, constantly piercing his heart, and every breath, every word, would withdraw a part of his life from his body.

"No matter how bad I am, it won't be your turn to talk about me. ”

"You!"

Pavilion Patrol suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed it straight at Jing Ye's neck, obviously angered by Jing Ye's words.

"No matter what you say, she's gone, and I know it's easy for you to kill me. Jing Ye took a step forward, without a trace of fear in his eyes, "My Jing Ye is also a cheap life, if you want it, I will give it to you." ”

"You, you, you!" "You, you!" Three of you in a row, his tone became heavier and heavier, and the hand of the Pavilion Patrol was so angry that he couldn't stop trembling, and finally, he grabbed Jing Ye's thin neck.

My throat was firmly locked, and it was very difficult to breathe, and the faint scent of flowers hit me again, as if I had just smelled the fragrance of flowers when I first entered here.

I don't know if it's about to faint, or the hallucination caused by the fragrance of flowers, and then look at the figure of the pavilion patrol, blurred a little, as if it is slowly dissipating.

Am I going to die?

Consciousness gradually blurred, and the whole person seemed to be in the dark, with cold hands and feet.

Huh?

The faint fragrance of flowers lingered on the tip of his nose, and Jingye was refreshed and his consciousness was much clearer.

A light appeared, like the dawn breaking through the darkness, dazzling and dazzling.

When she opened her eyes, her limbs were a little sore, but it also let her know that she was still alive. It is like a person who has walked through the ghost gate once to understand the joy of life.