The vast cloud seemed to have no boundary, and Si Yan stood in it, not knowing where to go. It was empty, no figures or voices were too quiet.

Is he dead?

Yes, he remembered that he was hit hard by Qu Wanwan, and such a deep internal force was not treated in time, and he was afraid that he would become a waste if he didn't die. Moreover, in the wilderness, there are packs of hungry wolves, and the smell of his blood will attract countless wild wolves to come and share the food, even if they are not killed, they have already become a thing in the stomach.

The more Si Yan thought about it, the more convinced he was that he was really dead, and he was originally fearless of death, but when he really felt the breath of death, he actually began to have memories of the world.

The most regrettable thing is that he never even saw the two masters, Jing Lan, and her......

He didn't know how much pain his death would bring them, he was not afraid of the bones, and what he was most afraid of seeing was their heartbroken faces. I don't know if she will be bullied without him in the future, and whether she will choose to succumb to Mu Rong's side because she needs shelter. After all, after his death, the best heir of Tianjimen will only be Mu Rong.

However, all kinds of thoughts and speculations were trapped in death and could not be seen with his own eyes, and he stood in place and looked at the endless clouds and smoke in front of him in confusion, and his heart ached faintly.

"Si Yan!"

Familiar voices drifted out of nowhere, ethereal.

"Qingqing?!"

Si Yan looked around, and finally saw Lou Qingqing's figure in a mist, this time, her outline was no longer blank, and her beautiful appearance was like a stroke of ink and blue, unprecedented, thrillingly beautiful.

"Si Yan, come here!" Through the thin white mist, Lou Qingqing beckoned to him with a smile.

Her smile seems to be able to seduce people's souls, and she smiles and smiles.

Si Yanleng froze in place, forgetting his steps.

"Si Yan, why don't you come?" Lou Qingqing said with resentment.

"Qingqing!" Her words seemed to carry a powerful magic power, pulling Si Yan's body to approach her step by step.

The two of them looked at each other, standing opposite each other, and their faces were deeply reflected in each other's eyes.

Lou Qingqing took a step forward, stretched out her hand and gently hugged his waist, and put her head against his chest, like a lover, "Si Yan, I miss you so much, where have you been?" ”

In the depths of his love, Si Yan couldn't control himself, and he raised his hand to hug her tightly. Thousands of words, all in the embrace.

"Where have you been? I've searched for you, but I can't find you anywhere! Lou Qingqing sobbed.

Si Yan's heart throbbed faintly, "Qingqing, I'm sorry, I may have died." ”

Suddenly, he thought of a question, quickly let go of her, and asked anxiously, "Qingqing, why are you here?" ”

"Of course it'......"

"Uh-"

Si Yan only felt a sudden pain in his chest, and he looked down and saw the long sword that came out of nowhere, and pierced his chest.

His bosom was empty, except for the chilling sword buried deep in his chest, and the bright red blood stained his white clothes.

"Qingqing."

Si Yan looked at the person in front of him inexplicably, but he was shocked again at this glance, although the person in front of him was Lou Qingqing's appearance, but her clothes and expression completely changed to another person.

That person is Qu Wanwan!

"I said, if you live too long, then die! Si Yan, you go to die! Lou Qingqing twisted an evil smile and repeated the previous words.

"No, you're not Qingqing, you must be trying to deceive me." Si Yan was about to draw his sword, but suddenly found that the Yuhua sword in his hand was missing.

He took a few steps back to look for it, but found that the original white clouds were rapidly dissipating, and everything in front of him turned into a steep cliff, and he was standing on the edge of the cliff, and behind him was a bottomless abyss.

Lou Qingqing smiled and approached him step by step, "You don't even want her anymore, is there any difference?" Die, the loser! ”

Lou Qingqing raised his hand and knocked him off the cliff with one palm.

The wind whistled in his ears, and he let himself fall with his hands outstretched, watching the figure on the top of the cliff grow smaller and blurred.

"She's not, Qingqing won't be so ruthless."

"Senior brother, what did you say?" Jing Lan was awakened by the sound of whispering, and he lay down in front of Si Yan's mouth, trying to hear what he wanted to say.

It's just that Si Yan's voice was too quiet, and with the hoarseness of his dry mouth, he didn't hear it clearly at all.

"Senior brother, are you dreaming?"

"Senior brother, what do you want to say?" Jing Lan wanted to shake him, but she was worried about touching the injury and stopped.

"Not ......"

Si Yan slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw a blank face facing him, he didn't know what he was doing, and he relaxed his vigilance only after he learned that it was Jing Lan from the hairstyle boss.

"Senior brother, are you awake? It's just wonderful. Jing Lan said happily.

Si Yan opened his mouth, "Water." ”

The hoarse voice confused Jing Lan's hearing, and he thought that Si Yan didn't know who he was, so he quickly reported to his family, "Senior brother, I'm Jing Lan." ”

"Water." Si Yan opened his mouth again.

Jing Lan thought that he hadn't understood yet, and continued to explain, "Jing Lan, I'm Jing Lan, look at my hairstyle and tone. Senior brother should be able to hear it! ”

No way, people with face blindness should always give in more! It's just that he thinks that his senior brother's memory has declined, and he can't even recognize his hairstyle and voice that haven't changed for thousands of years.

Si Yan was depressed and didn't want to say more. He propped himself up and leaned back on the bed, his slender finger pointing to the tea set on the table not far away.

Jing Lan looked at his hand and immediately understood.

It turned out that I wasn't talking about anyone, I was talking about water!

Jing Lan walked over and poured a glass of water and handed it to Si Yan, "Senior brother, I'll feed you!" ”

Si Yan brushed away his hand and drank it from his own cup, "Another glass." ”

After drinking, Si Yan handed it to him.

So, Jing Lan poured another glass of water, and saw that Si Yan quickly drank it all, "Senior brother, do you still want it?" ”

"No, you don't." Si Yan said.

Jing Lan put down the cup and sat down in front of the bed again, looked at his face, and rested all night, his face was much better, although it was still a little pale, it was not as scary as last night.

"Senior brother, did you go to chase Qu Wanwan last night?"

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At the mention of Qu Wanwan, Si Yan was silent for a while, because he thought of the dream he had just had, and the scene was too real for him to this day.

Luckily, it's a dream!

"Hmm." Si Yan replied in a low voice.

"Senior brother, don't be like this in the future, you don't know how worried we are about your safety, who is Qu Wanwan, that is the master of the masters. You've been lucky to have survived this time, and you can't worry us about it in the future. Jing Lan said solemnly.

Jing Lan knew that Si Yan's impulse had nothing to do with Wanfeng Gate, he was already jealous and hateful, not to mention that he was the kind of sinful person in the Jacaranda Palace, seeing them intruding unscrupulously, it was strange that he didn't chase them out.

"Who treated my injuries?" The banquet answered the question.

"I don't know about this, but when we came, Miss Su arrived early, and I don't know if she helped you heal the injury." Jing Lan replied.

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