The red back was really terrifying, as if she had experienced it before.

The man in red's three thousand hairs were scattered, and with just one move, his peerless appearance could be seen that his sword skills were definitely not low.

She looked at Peaches, who was intoxicated with the juggling of her face, frowned and turned around and squeezed out of the crowd, came to the backstage of the juggling, and went in when she saw that there was no one to guard.

Liang Ruge came to the Xuanyi boy who had just played the sword, his legs were slightly bent, his head was slightly bowed, his hands were held at the side of his waist, and he said softly, "I just saw Childe's wonderful swordsmanship in the audience, and the little woman had a reluctant request, I don't know if Childe can answer it." ”

The dark-colored man leaned over and clenched his fists and smiled: "It's an honor for the girl to love it!" It's just a free son who roams the rivers and lakes in the next place, as long as he can help the girl, he must know everything in the next place, and he will say everything! ”

After hearing this, Liang Ruge's body shook stiffly.

Getaway!?

How can it be so familiar? Right! It's a getaway, but... What is MEAS?

The dark-colored man looked at Liang Ruge with a dull look in his eyes, and then shook his hand in front of her, "Girl? But what's so hard to say?"

Liang Ruge came back to his senses and hurriedly replied: "I'm sorry, the little girl does have two questions she wants to ask her son, one of which is to dare to ask whether Gongzi will sometimes wear a red robe when she dances the sword." Second, I don't know if Childe knows what this Getaway means? ”

"Girl, one of them can ask the right person, we sword dancers, in order to achieve the chivalrous tenderness of Mr. Storyteller, most of them are dressed in dark color, as for the red that the girl said...... I'm afraid no one will wear it. As for the second one...... "The man frowned, paced back and forth, and shook his head, "I haven't heard of the other. ”

"It's okay, thank you for your doubts!"

Liang Ruge smiled and walked out of the backstage.

She frowned, thinking over and over again about the red back's high-spirited sheath, and the perfect part-time job was irreplaceable.

But who is that back?

Liang Ruge walked aimlessly on the street.

Suddenly, a whole shout came: "Sell flowers!" Selling flowers represents endless thoughts, desperate love, and a mandala of letters from heaven! ”

The uncle who sold flowers looked at Liang Ruge, who was depressed, and walked in front of her kindly: "The girl is unhappy, buy flowers to comfort yourself." ”

Liang Ruge slowly raised his head and looked at the old man selling flowers, "Uncle, let's have one." ”

"Okay, take your two copper plates, welcome again, girl!"

Liang Ruge was shocked when he saw the mandala Hua, and his eyes were full of surprise.

How is this flower so familiar!

Liang Ruge held the white mandala flower, and was very excited in her heart, maybe this flower could solve her troubles! He hurriedly caught up with the uncle who sold the flower and asked, "Can the uncle tell me the name of this flower?" ”

The uncle said happily: "What's the matter, this flower is called Mandala Hua, it represents endless thoughts, desperate love, letters from heaven, and ah, it also has a sister flower called Manzhu Sawa represents the letter from heaven, endless love, the precursor of death, and the call of hell." But the little guy can tell you, don't pick up the Manzhu Sahua! ”

"Manzhu Shahua, Manzhu ......" Liang Ruge's eyes widened violently, and he suddenly grabbed the placket of the old man's clothes, "Uncle, tell me if Manzhu Sawa is red!?"

"Eh, eh! You can let me go, I'm going to be out of breath, little guy. The old man blushed and gasped for breath.

Liang Ruge hurriedly let go of his hand and practiced apologizing.

The old man patted his chest and breathed slowly: "I heard the old people talking nonsense when they were on the verge of death, saying that they saw the big red manzhu sawa by the Nai He Bridge...... Eh, eh! I haven't finished talking yet, little guy! ”

The old man shouted loudly behind Liang Ruge.

"Tsk...... What's wrong with this girl? The old man looked at Liang Ruge's back suspiciously, and then shouted loudly: "Sell flowers!" Selling flowers represents endless thoughts, desperate love, and a mandala of letters from heaven! ”

……

Liang Ruge ran all the way on the street, no! Wrong!

Red back dancing sword boy, free guest, Manzhu Sahua......

Manju ......

"Master, I'm Manju Sahua,"

"I'm a beautiful woman like no other in the world!"

"Liang Ruge, if you die one day, you will definitely die stupidly!"

Liang Ruge's mind kept coming from some bewitching and charming female voices, but she couldn't think of anything, she felt that her head hurt and was about to explode.

……

"Song! Songs! Wake up! I'm Liyue! ”

Liyue's face was filled with a worried expression, and the golden spiritual power in her hand continued to pour into Liang Ruge's body.

"There is only one tea left before the deadline, Ge'er, why don't you want to wake up, you can't save you if you don't wake up Hua Tuo is alive!"

And here, Liang Ruge, who was full of doubts in his heart, slowly got up from the ground.

As soon as she passed by a teahouse, she heard a sharp slap of a ring ruler, which frightened her directly from the confusion back and forth.

The voice of a middle-aged man with a thick voice slowly came, "Twenty-three words also! It is said that when the amnesiac prince of the dead country fell in the people, he was rescued by a poor boy, and then the princess of the dead country went back to the thatched house with the poor boy, although the princess was delicate but also a person who could endure hardships, and often helped the poor boy to do some chores. The poor boy also felt sorry for his daughter-in-law, and gradually started to do business, and later the poor boy became richer and richer, and became a rich man. But! This good time doesn't last long. ”

The storyteller touched his goatee halfway through the storyteller, and said slowly: "Gradually, the princess's mind always flashes past memories, although ......"

Upon hearing this, Liang Ruge's eyes widened and he looked at the storyteller in disbelief.

Amnesia...... Fragments of memories flashed through my mind......

"So that's ...... What is not false is real! ”

"Ahh

At this time, Liang Ruge held his head in pain, thinking about what was going on, but he didn't know that the heart of Liyue over there was like a knife, and he saw that because he was about to run out of spiritual power, his long inky hair turned into three thousand snow-white hairs, and his originally ruddy lips were as white as a dead man.

But he was still unwilling to withdraw that golden spiritual power.

"Little thing, you're really an adult's nemesis! Since you don't want to wake up, then I'll accompany you. ”

A hot tear fell from Liyue's beautiful eyes and dripped onto Liang Ruge's cheek.

He gently kissed Liang Ruge's lips, "I love you!" ”

No one noticed that a tear rolled down from the corner of Liang Ruge's eyes.

At this time, Manzhu faded away from her arrogance, smelly and beautiful, and tears rolled out as if she didn't want money.

"Liang Ruge! Come back, master! I'm not going to call you stupid anymore! If you don't come back to worship Liyue, that stupid boy will go with you to the underworld to drink Meng Po's Forget Worry Soup! ”

She and Liang Ruge are natal contracts, and if Liang Ruge dies, then she will be wiped out.

"I, Manju Sahua, am not afraid of death! Although I haven't been here for a year, I am very grateful for your kindness to me. ”

Manju slowly closed her eyes, because her figure was slowly fading by this time, which meant that a cup of tea was about to arrive.

Liang Ruge is afraid that he will not be able to come back in this life!

Suddenly, a pair of bright eyes on the ground opened, and just as the sacrificial Liyue was about to run out of oil, she looked at the silver-haired Liyue with blurred eyes.

"Why are you so stupid! Why do you want to exhaust all your cultivation to save me?"

Liang Ruge said bitterly with tears in her eyes.

Is it worth it?

Is she really worthy of Manzhu and Liyue's full love?

She is just a lonely soul in another world, and her coming to this continent is completely accidental.

I can't imagine that there will be someone who will treat her sincerely in this life.

That's right, Liang Ruge gradually came to his senses when the hot tears fell on his face.

"Sacrifice Liyue, wake up! I like you too! It's just that I didn't find out, can you open your eyes and look at me again?"

Suddenly, a mist surged around, and a crimson figure floated from the fog, she stretched out a pair of white and delicate jade hands, gently put them on Liang Ruge's shoulders, and said softly with an ethereal sigh: "I can't wake up!" Hahahaha, unless ......"

Liang Ruge didn't care whether the red shadow was a human or a ghost, and hurriedly said, "Unless what? You say, I'm willing to exchange everything! ”

"Unless you give yourself to me."

"Don't ...... Don't listen to her! The miscellaneous pieces of gossip to confuse the public, also, still want my master's body, why don't you pee and follow your own appearance. Manjoo's weak, hoarse voice came.

"Manju, how are you? Why are you so weak?" Liang Ruge's worried voice came.

"I, I'm fine! It's too late to say that you should bring Liyue to the space! ”

"Good!"

In the next second, Liang Ruge came to the space with a silver-haired sacrifice to Liyue.

Finding that there had been earth-shaking changes here, and there was no time to ask what was going on, Liang Ruge hurriedly ran to Manzhu, "Manzhu, what is the way?" ”

Manzhu slowly raised his sleeves, and Liang Ruge saw a pool of natural spring water emerging not far away, surrounded by a faint spiritual energy.

Liang Ruge didn't say a word, and hurriedly put the sacrifice Liyue inside.

When he turned around, he found that Manzhu had turned into a withering Manzhu Sahua, and hurriedly planted her on the edge of the spiritual spring.

After finishing all this, Liang Ruge sat on the ground weakly, panting heavily.

Only then did I have time to wait and see the changes in space.

Originally, there were only a few hundred square meters of warm homes, but now mountains and hills suddenly appeared, which can be described as the singing of birds and flowers.

Liang Ruge's heart was not too shocked, but was full of anxiety and self-blame, if it weren't for her poor willpower, she wouldn't have lost all of Liyue's spiritual power! Manju is backlashed!