The two of them subconsciously straightened their backs, and their faces froze for a moment.

When he came back to his senses, he found that the man had led the little white rabbit away, and he didn't know when, the little white rabbit was already holding a delicate small lantern in his hand, watching his clothes rise and fall, and he could know how happy he was in his heart without seeing his expression.

Po Jun and Mu Ju glanced at each other, then retracted their gaze one after another, and silently caught up with the pace of the two.

Now in this situation, Yu Heng can already acquiesce to the reason why Jiang Jiuxiao didn't take him directly to put the lanterns, but found these two people first-these two people are very necessary. After all, these two are now helping them clear the way.

So, they reached the lake very smoothly.

Yu Heng lit the lantern in his hand, put down the water, and gently pushed his lantern into one of the milky rivers on the water, the fire swaying, trembling like his heart. He had never seen such a crowd gathered, and even the air was filled with the atmosphere of people's yearning, which made his heart pound without substituting himself.

Just when he wanted to stand up and express his joy, he turned around and found Jiang Jiuxiao standing behind him, separated from Mu Ju by Pojun and Mu Ju on the left and right, but he seemed to see a cold light flashing from it, and his eyes under the rabbit mask widened......

However, wearing a mask, she couldn't see her expression, but Jiang Jiuxiao felt Yu Heng's mood fluctuations, she suddenly frowned, only to feel a sudden numbness in the back of her neck and rise to the back of her head.

That's when she noticed—angry!

The noise of the people around him drowned out all the sounds, and their eyes were attracted by the lantern boats that appeared on the lake at some point, and they were all amazed by this ghostly workmanship. No one noticed that a plain white color flashed quickly on the side, fell on the road leading to the center of the lake, and then disappeared directly, and the people nearby saw it, even if they exclaimed, they would not be cared about.

Naturally, no one noticed, the two figures flashed one after another, and the people around saw that the upturned ghost horn was still standing there, except that it seemed to be taller, and the horn seemed to have one more, only that they were hallucinating.

Only the two of them subconsciously wanted to pull away Yuheng, who was covered by the visitor, but suddenly heard his voice trembling-

"Daddy......"

*

After Jiang Jiuxiao landed, he found that the surrounding scenery had disappeared, leaving only a white mist.

Someone tried to kill her...... There are people on the side who can't be avoided, and there is Yuheng in front of them, and the best way she can think of in an emergency is to get close to the secret weapon, and she only needs to use light skills to avoid it, and the thing as thin as a hair will definitely be affected and fall. If she returns to her senses and scatters directly, she will be injured by mistake and cause a commotion.

But she didn't want to just use the internal force around her body, and at a glance out of the corner of her eye, that thing had no intention of stopping, and she could only use her light skills at the same time to knock it down, but it was too small, and it directly cut off the obstacle of the strong wind, but she couldn't help it again in the air, and she could only intercept the fish that slipped through the net.

Jiang Jiuxiao looked at her white hands, the lines in her palms were intricate, only a few were deeper, and her hands were as white as other places, so white that there was no trace of blood. She frowned, Ben relaxed, slightly curled palm, only to spread out a little, palms and knuckles actually appeared across the red line.

This was her, when she tried to grab the thing directly, her hand was in a fist, and the thing went straight through her palm, and she didn't know where it fell. Heart, the size of that thing...... Hair needles? It's probably thinner than her hair. She spread out her palms again, looking at her wounds, but her heart was extremely analytical, there were uneven barbs on all sides, such a subtle workmanship, can it be done with the human eye?

The hand was closed one by one, and such a thin wound would not have spilled blood, but it was stiffly reddened by her rude movements. Maybe she was too focused on the research in her hands, and she didn't even react when her hand seemed to be suddenly squeezed hard, and when she came back to her senses, where was there anyone?

She furrowed her brows and said to herself, could it be that she would also have such a thing as hallucinations? A familiar color had just broken into her sight, and her hand seemed to be caught. She straightened up and looked around, but there was no breath of people, only to feel that the cold water in the air was gathering more and more, which made her brow puzzled.

Mu Qingchen was perched in the treetops, and he looked at Jiang Jiuxiao's slightly squatting figure intently, but Yeshan suddenly told him that there was someone wrong behind the crowd, and he didn't care about it when he heard it, but it was this night market, and some small actions aimed at this royal lamp were normal, and they didn't care about it.

But when he found that Jiang Jiuxiao suddenly straightened up as if his nerves were tense, and he looked ready to attack, he realized something.

After he found a few dark rays that were crowded in the crowd, but could target her alone in this narrow gap, his whole person seemed to be evoked a bad memory, his face sank suddenly, and he quickly ordered the two behind him, "Go and arrest that person back!" ”

And he fell to the ground early, and when he was about to make a move, he saw a figure crossing in the air, and the clever figure turned around and fell on the bridge, just as he breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly found that the person standing there was gone!!

He was shocked, and without thinking about it, he picked up his light skills and walked in the direction of her suitability.

Mu Qingchen only felt that his front foot had just landed on the bridge, and everything around him had become barren. Suddenly, I saw the hand in front of me that was looking at me blankly, tightening and opening for a while, as if she wanted to catch something.

His heart fell, and the ghost sent the gods, Mu Qingchen approached, reached out and grabbed her hand that happened to be outstretched.

It felt so real, her hands were cold and soft, and they were small.

But the next moment, everything was as he saw her disappear in front of him with his own eyes, once she fell off the cliff, and again, as if she disappeared in his hands. Mu Qingchen didn't know what it was like in his heart, but he felt a little astringent, and he tightened his hands.

And his mask was almost the same as Jiang Jiuxiao's, except that the small horns grew under the appearance of the demon on the left, his brows were frowned, and the feeling in his hand was ......

Mu Qingchen opened his hand, and his heart suddenly seemed to be held by a big hand, which made his breathing a little sluggish.

Blood?!

It wasn't a hallucination just now, she was injured?!

Mu Qingchen did not wipe the blood off his hands, but withdrew his hand and wiped it, as if to confirm something, and then clenched his fists tightly.

He, once again, was helpless when she was in danger.

He thought that when he became stronger and found her, he would be able to give the wild girl a sheltered home, and she would be his sister in the palm of his hand.

But I don't want to...... His hands trembled, and the green tendons on the back of his hands could be seen.

Mu Qingchen exhaled a long breath, and then took a somewhat hurried breath before calming down. He thought that since he had found the person, he would not let her escape. And the legend of this bridge, he naturally knows, after all, he went south and north.

He strode towards that little light, his steps were hurried, but his steps were steady.

*

Jiang Jiuxiao found that there was no road behind him, only a red light in front of him. Outside, Yuheng is with the two of them, she is not worried, and she does not need to be worried. Although she had hoped to meet the people in this cold pool, she never thought that this would be the case.

Her hand hung to the side, almost imperceptible, trembling slightly, her face remained unchanged, and she took a step to blow away the cold. The heart road, the weird cold pool, the inexplicable assassination, the hair needle that can't be repelled by the internal force but can be fallen by the ordinary wind, the bridge with the formation...... Jiang Jiuxiao squinted his eyes, what else is there to be in this.

The next moment, a demon wind blew, making Jiang Jiuxiao subconsciously raise her hand to cover it, but she was invincible to the wind mixed with a strange white mist through the opening on the mask, she suddenly closed her eyes and snorted, the wind just touched her, and she could actually feel the astringent pain at that moment. But for her, when the injury on her hand began to hurt, if a new stimulus was added, it could almost be regarded as an iron nail being hammered into her pain nerve.

The nerves of her eyes were very close to her head, and at that moment she almost felt that someone had shot her head in the head, which made her head stand back, although it was only for a moment, but it also made her heart ache with palpitations, and her feet trembled a little, and at this time, she suddenly heard a voice, a voice that she was familiar and unfamiliar with. Her blood stagnation, and her face was a little lighter than the white shirt.

Almost at the first syllable of his voice, she didn't move, not happy, not anything else, but fear, fear, guilt, confusion. But she couldn't help it, just standing there so straight, and the raised hand hadn't been lowered yet.

Although it looked the same as usual, her face could not be seen, and the white clothes on her body made her seem so fragile for the first time, thin, and even able to fall down with a slight touch.

However, her back was still straight, like a soldier waiting for training, like a helpless child......

"Sister, I'm afraid."

Zisheng, because she only spoke out half a little later than her, was too loud, and her temper was stubborn, and she was generally called Xiao Xiao. After she entered the army, he also sneaked in, and he would call her sir. But how long ago, he didn't understand anything, happy is happy, and if he said anything, he would call her sister and tell her that he was afraid.

Yes, just like this voice, it sounded glutinous, and her throat was sticky with nasal and choked sounds, which clenched her heart.

Jiang Jiuxiao's raised arm finally fell, she opened her eyes, the scene in front of her was a gray and gloomy room, she thought she could calm down when she saw it, but she didn't want her stomach to roll for a while, she endured it, so she didn't vomit.

In the scene, there is Zisheng, there is her, and there is a decadent woman, a crazy man.

The woman was extremely beautiful, but her hair was messy, and she didn't look angry, like a marionette with a severed thread. And the man was hideous, with teeth and claws. His mouth moved, but there was no sound. But Jiang Jiuxiao knew that no one remembered this paragraph better than her, and on that day, she was worse than dead.

The only belief may be that the man told her that if she died, he would use Zisheng for experiments.

So whenever she was about to die, when her sight had disappeared, she would tell herself countless times that she couldn't die, and Zisheng still needed her.

When these things, this scene, were staged in front of her like a marquee, except for the beginning of some reactions, Jiang Jiuxiao herself was surprised that she had no fluctuations, she lowered her eyes, and when she raised it again, it was the empty sea of blood and secluded pool, as deep as the abyss.

She narrowed her eyes and slowly opened her left hand......