A fiery red flood in front of him, and his mouth opened wide open. There was also Pei Zijin's clear smile before the stone door closed, the surrounding stones kept falling, and the pillars of fire that rushed to the sky filled the entire sky, winding down into a series of fiery red rivers, blurring the vision.

"Zijin!"

Shangguan Jin sat up in shock, and what caught his eye was the sky-blue tent and the small bun that had fallen asleep on the edge of the bed, a green shadow under his closed eyes, and his long black eyelashes trembled slightly uneasily, and the originally black and silky long hair had not been taken care of for a long time, and it was scattered on his shoulders and hung down to the ground.

When we first met, his green silk was still very short, and he had just worn a shawl, and the broken light on his forehead was already able to cover his eyes.

It's like realizing that so much time has passed.

Shangguan Jin walked lightly to the bed, took off a coat on the screen and covered the body of the little bun, seeing that Su Yue was still asleep, Shangguan Jin smiled lightly, and a touch of tenderness rose in his eyes.

I lightened my pace and slowly crossed to the bamboo corridor outside, and saw that the petals of the trees began to gradually fall, and for a while, it was bleak.

The bitterness spread over his heart, Shangguan Jin picked up a petal that had just fallen on the ground and put it in the palm of his hand, the color of the petal had not yet faded, the lines were still clear, and it still maintained the delicate and pink that stood on the branch.

In the past, Daiyu buried flowers, she laughed at her for being too soft, and she actually cried at the flowers, and now in the same scene, why did she also have an urge to bury flowers in her heart? It turns out that it's just that the love is not deep and unknown. Now she finally understands that the ability of things does not cause pity, but when people see those old things and old scenes, they think of the old people, and who will plant the cause, who swallow the fruit, who will never see each other at the ends of the world.

Smelling the fragrance of flowers, she heard steady and light footsteps behind her, and she looked back and saw a black dress.

"Ink ......"

Before he could fully summon his voice, Shangguan Jin lowered his eyes and looked at the blooming green tree again in disappointment.

"You're ...... now. Becoming very crying? ”

The low voice has a certain temptation, and there is a faint sense of concern.

"What do you have to do with Qing?"

Shangguan Jin clenched the petals in her hand, grinding her fingertips lightly, and then the pollen with the fresh fragrance of nature leaked out of her fingers, and with a gust of wind, it turned into nothingness in the air.

Qing Tian chuckled, but the inside of the ghost mask was bitter, and the black wide sleeves swayed with the fragrance of flowers like flowing clouds, and the breeze was elegant.

"You, you finally can't take it anymore, don't you? Shangguan Jin, has anyone ever said that you are very cowardly, you dare not love, and always withdraw perfectly before you fall in love.

But you're not cruel enough, and you don't regret it until you've lost it......"

"You're enough!"

Shangguan Jin turned around and looked directly at Qingtian, a petal in his hand lightly touched Qingtian's white and slender neck, and with a slight stroke, he could cut the artery in Qingtian's neck.

Qingtian's lips from the ghost face were still raised, and his expression was gentle, watching Shangguan Jin lose the strength of her disguise in front of him for the first time, and began to become like a normal girl.

Zijin's death was undoubtedly a huge blow to Shangguan Jin, when he saw Mo Xi come back with her covered in blood, his heart was inexplicably tightened, she was not injured multiple times, but this time she was in a coma for seven days, and kept shouting Zijin's name in his sleep, which made him heartbroken and jealous.

And when she woke up, although she didn't say anything, her eyes were not as bright as before.

Pei Zijin was lucky, and his death left an indelible impression on Shangguan Jin's heart, a position that no one could surpass since then.