Qianfeng slowly regained consciousness from the gradually dissipating magic sound, even if he had a splitting headache, he never left Sang Yi, which shows how much he loves Sang Yi.

Hearing this, Qianfeng raised his eyes, and no longer respected himself: "If you still treat me as a senior brother, you shouldn't imprison Sang Yi." ”

The calm and unwavering posture of his speech fell into her eyes, and the gentle appearance of his treatment of Sang Yi was like the two of them.

Wen Wanbai casually played with the bi flute in his hand, his lips curled up in a cold arc, and he swallowed a salty mouthful. The jade hand covered her chest, and her eyes swept across the vast sea of snow, this winter's winter was really too cold.

It's a pity, sadness won't be sad, she is Wen Wanbai, every word in her name is inlaid with ruthlessness.

She can't have sorrow, she can't have joy. She is destined to be independent and unparalleled in the world.

Qianfeng suddenly bent down and carefully placed Sang Yi on the snow. When he got up, he still didn't hold back, and his hand touched his chest, and the severe pain made him quite uncomfortable.

Between each generation of dark guards and palace masters, there will be acacia Gu, although this Gu is called "Acacia", in fact, it is not only between lovers. As long as the two of them planted this Gu, they would be able to truly empathize.

The mother Gu is planted in the palace master, and the child Gu is planted in the dark guard. The Mother Gu can affect the Zi Gu, but the Zi Gu cannot affect the Mother Gu. If the Zi Gu dies, the Mother Gu can still live, and if the Mother Gu dies, the Zi Gu will definitely die.

Qianfeng felt heartache for what reason, it is self-evident. However, after he became Wen Wanbai's secret guard, he clearly did not plant this Gu.

Wen Wanbai still bent her lips and sneered. Looking at his painful appearance, the smile on his lips became more and more sarcastic. "Senior brother, I really think that this Gu is something that you don't want to plant."

She gently brushed the folds on her clothes and smiled indifferently: "It's just that there was nothing to do last night, and when I thought of it, I revived the mother Gu in my body." ”

"Senior brother, does it hurt?"

"I'm here too, and it's painful." Wen Wanbai pointed to his chest and smiled softly.

Perhaps because the distance between the two was too close, there was a tacit understanding between the mother Gu and the child Gu, and Qian Feng only felt that the pain of ten thousand ants tearing like devouring the heart gradually hit his body.

He raised his eyes sharply to look at Wen Wanbai, who had a calm face, and there was no wave on his face. Wen Wanbai is a proud enough person that she will never expose her fragile appearance in front of others.

So, she still looked at him with a smile. But this smile never reached the bottom of his eyes, but only turned into a cold light, stinging his eyes.

Yes, she is also his younger sister.

In fact, he also wanted to be an indifferent secret guard, but things repeatedly affected Sang Yi, making his gradually silent heart unable to calm down again.

He knew he wasn't doing it right.

The secret guards of the past generations have taken it as their responsibility to protect the palace master.

But he has always done badly.

Although Wen Wanbai is also a junior sister, she has rarely been active under his nose over the years, and even in her early years, Sang Yi's edge was too strong, making it difficult for people to notice her existence.

By the time he began to look at her seriously, she was a lonely being.

Sang Yi had a long dream, sometimes like the blazing fire of June, sometimes like a thousand miles of ice and snow drifting in winter. She moved her fingers slightly, and a low moan spilled over her lips.

Qianfeng turned around abruptly, stumbled to Sang Yi's side, and watched Sang Yi's reaction in surprise. "Senior sister, open your eyes quickly."

Sang Yi was quiet, and there was no sign of sobriety. She wore a lot of clothes on her body, and she didn't feel the slightest cold, even when she was in the snow and ice.

Wen Wanbai twitched her eyes, she didn't want to continue this game of chasing me, watching others be happy and sad, but she always regarded her as a thorn in the flesh, and then fast, this feeling was really boring.

She kept swallowing the salty stuff that was surging up, and her personality kept changing.

"Let's go."

Wen Wanbai said lightly, I have to admit that the sober side defeated the violent side.

At this moment, she is just an ordinary person.

She approached Qianfeng, the corners of her lips curled up in a cold arc, and the beauty did not eat the fireworks of the world: "You don't have to come back in the future, out of sight, out of mind." ”

Those who really want to leave can't be kept after all.

The last thing she lacks is loyalty.

She bent down to probe Sang Yi's breath, steady and a little hurried, except for the nightmare of Fang Cai, there was not a word.

No one will know that she didn't strike off the rails, but deliberately left room for it.

"Qianfeng will come back and let the palace master dispose of it, as evidence." Qianfeng took out a dagger from his arms and stabbed it into his right arm, splashing blood for a while. "Thank you, Palace Master."

Wen Wanbai stood beside him and raised his eyebrows: "Why bother." ”

Qianfeng endured the pain and was about to pick up Sang Yi, but he caught a glimpse of a black figure not far from Wen Wanbai.

"Senior brother?"

Mu Ye was knocked unconscious by him until this time, and it was indeed time to wake up, but he groped his way here alone, which was really a little suspicious.

Wen Wanbai looked back, only to see Mu Ye staggering a little embarrassed, and couldn't help frowning slightly. "Mu Ye, did you come by yourself?"

She always felt that someone was secretly reporting to Mu Yefeng. This person is in the shadows, which makes her a little unhappy. But the people she raised were like waste, and she couldn't give her a satisfactory answer.

Or, the person is too good at hiding.

She quietly supported Mu Ye's crumbling figure, but she wasted a pair of his eyes, and she was decadent to this point, which really made her 'impressed'.

Mu Ye touched her hand in a panic, and immediately pushed it away, angry: "Don't touch me." ”

Wen Wanbai clapped her hands lightly, "It's just touching the handle, Deputy Palace Master Mu is really hypocritical." ”

Qianfeng gently lifted his robe and knelt down beside Wen Wanbai, and bowed: "This worship, thank the palace master for not killing." ”

"Senior brother......" Sang Yi, who was asleep, seemed to have encountered something bad and muttered softly.

Mu Ye seemed to have been hit by a big blow, he never thought that he would be able to hear Sang Yi's voice.

Wen Wanbai pursed her lips, ready to leave this place.

"Wen Wanbai, don't come here."

Sang Yi suddenly shouted.

In fact, Wen Wanbai didn't go in her direction at all. And in her half-closed eyes, there was a hint of triumph about to succeed.

Wen Wanbai paused, looked at Sang Yi casually, but ignored Mu Ye behind him.

By the time I felt the pain that pierced my heart, it was too late. Wen Wanbai smiled bitterly and glanced at the dagger pierced in his chest, and the blood overflowed the tip of the dagger and dripped on the snow, smearing with a beautiful color.

So bright, so bright.

Mu Ye couldn't see her expression, but the substantial touch under the dagger made him know that he had succeeded most of it, but this was a little unreal.

"Wen Wanbai, this time, you lost."

He said triumphantly.