On the Xuandu, the black crow flew by.

Xihe was lying in Ji Ziyang's arms, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Ji Ziyang hugged her, also silent, and didn't know where his mind was.

Probably feeling that his hands were a little numb, Xihe moved his body slightly. Ji Ziyang felt a loud noise, lowered his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xihe rubbed his eyes and pulled his thoughts back, "It's okay, it's just that I'm a little uneasy in my heart." I always feel like something bad has happened. ”

"When did you trust your instincts like that. Ji Ziyang disagreed, he touched Xihe's face, "Relax." After so many years of peace, how can anything big happen. ”

Xihe nodded, and snuggled tighter in Ji Ziyang's arms. Ji Ziyang laughed, "Why don't you hug your white-clothed boy?"

Xihe burst out laughing, "You're jealous." ”

"Shouldn't it?" Ji Ziyang asked rhetorically.

Xihe thought for a while and said, "He's not as good-looking as you." ”

"You. Ji Ziyang scratched her nose.

While laughing, a voice suddenly sounded outside the door, "God Lord, Your Excellency Hou Qing asks to see you." ”

Xihe lazily replied, "Why is he here?" she thought about it, but still responded, "Xuan him in." ”

The man outside the door hugged his fists and said, "Yes." ”

Xihe stroked his hair and turned sideways. She wore a bandeau dress of purple tulle with a thin red string tied to her feet with small bells tied to the string. She lifted the curtain and walked out barefoot, the bells on her ankles ringing with her steps.

"You're looking for me?"

Hou Qing, who was kneeling in the hall, looked up when he heard the sound, but saw her standing in front of her like a purple charm goblin. Her hair was scattered, but it hung down on her shoulders, but it looked even more creamy, smooth as jade. She's always so beautiful that you can't take your eyes off it.

Hou Qing was a little stunned. He didn't say anything for a long time.

Xihe descended the steps, and the sound of the bell became more and more mysterious and alluring in the dim environment. The scent of her body was vague, but it firmly occupied his soul. He came back to his senses and looked at her in a trance, and the moment his eyes met, he saw that her eyes were as clear as if a mirror could clearly reflect his own appearance.

His heart was shocked, and he immediately lowered his head, with the embarrassment of being glimpsed, "The minister should die." ”

Xihe pretended to turn a blind eye and asked, "Why do you deserve to die?"

Her hand pinched a strand of hair from Hou Qing's ear, "You must know that you and me are different after all, we are thousands of years of monarchy and courtiers." You'll always be loyal to the Emperor, right?"

Hou Qing's body shook slightly, "Yes." ”

Xihe gently placed the strand of hair on his back shoulder, and then slowly turned around, "What do you have to do?"

"Back to the gods, the ministers ......" Hou Qing's words suddenly broke off.

A cloak was gently placed on Xihe's body, and his cold body suddenly became warm. She turned around and saw Ji Ziyang looking at her with a smile. A warm current suddenly surged in his heart, and Xi He looked at him and smiled with a tacit understanding.

Hou Qing's heart twitched hard, it was not that he hadn't thought of such a scene, but when this scene was really staged in front of him, his heart hurt like this. The hand clenching his fist tightened tighter and tighter, his brows tightened, and he continued in a voice as calm as possible, "The minister received the news that the Pleiades Mingjun was in the Heavenly Palace and passed away. ”

"Gone?" Xi and Fu forehead, "Where does the Taixu Armor fall now, do you know?"

Hou Qing was about to answer, but was interrupted by Ji Ziyang, "Why did he die?"

Hou Qing and Xi He looked at Ji Ziyang in surprise almost at the same time, you must know that Pleiades Mingjun has always been a loner, a strange person, and almost never comes into contact with others. Not to mention any friends. He died, and all everyone cared about was the artifact Taixu Armor in his hand. But what he cared about was why he died, which was like a friend's question.

"It is said that Ziyin Zhenren and ......" Houqing looked at Ji Ziyang, "I went to visit him with Tianji Venerable, and there was a dispute, and the Pleiades Mingjun passed away." The reason for this is unknown. It is also unknown at the hands of those who died. ”

"You mean, it's my senior brother who killed people, Tianji Venerable?" Ji Ziyang asked.

Hou Qing hugged the courtesy, which cannot be denied.

Xihe looked at Ji Ziyang's unhappy face, and then looked at Hou Qing, who was standing respectfully at the bottom. Her eyes were full of deep meaning, she waved her hand to let Hou Qing step back, and asked Ji Ziyang, "You and Zhu Xing Mingjun are not close friends, why do you care so much about the cause of his death?"

Ji Ziyang said in a deep voice, "I have indeed had a few encounters with him, although I have no deep friendship, but I can be regarded as friends." Speaking of which, I should be grateful to him, if it weren't for him, how could I see myself clearly and come to Xuandu?"

"What do you mean?"

Ji Ziyang cupped Xihe's face and smiled reluctantly, "It's hard to explain." Anyway, he's my friend. He died tragically, and I am also obliged to find the murderer for him and pay for it with blood. ”

"But what if, the murderer is a heavenly machine?"

"Do you still hate Pleiades?"

A look of pain flashed in Ji Ziyang's eyes, and he hugged Xihe and rested his head on her shoulder, like a child facing a difficult choice.

"Xihe, do you know? For Senior Brother, anyone can hate him and blame him, including me. I can cut my robe with him and never see him again. However, he is the person I can never hurt in my life. It's the person I'm going to spend my life protecting him. At the very least, I'll let him live a long life. ”

"Why?"

"If in the future, he goes against your teacher's original beliefs. I don't even recognize you. Stand on your opposite side and do something you can never forgive. What will you do then?"

Xihe asked softly.

Ji Ziyang's hand tightened slightly, and before he could answer, Xihe spoke again.

"What if he kills me?"

"What if, Ziyin kills Xihe?"

What would you do?

This time, there was a slight hesitation in Xihe's tone. From beginning to end, she never understood what meaning Ziyin had to Ji Ziyang. Even now, she still doesn't understand.

There was an incomprehensible sigh in his ears, and Ji Ziyang's deep voice sounded in his ears, which shocked Xihe's body.

A gust of wind blew through him, and he gently opened his lips.

"I'll be with you. ”

Bitterness welled up in my heart, and my eyes were slightly sour. Xihe's heart was a little painful, in fact, what she wanted to ask was that one day, she killed Ziyin with her own hands? Ji Ziyang, will you also kill me with your own hands?

If that day comes, will the sword in your hand still be aimed at me without hesitation, as it did before?

Renyun: Love and hate in the world are just obsessive entanglements, passing by.

The so-called love is just a dream. Like the wind blows, like the moon rises. In the end, it's all something to forget.