Bai Chen's brows locked deeper, and he looked at Chu Tian: "Who else will send this lamp to you?" It's a god-devouring ghost, don't you understand? The ghost wants you to save him, are you going to follow his will and fall into his trap? ”

Chu Tian avoided Bai Chen's gaze, and his tone was a little excited: "I don't care who it is, I don't care what traps I have." I'm going to save him. With tears in her eyes, she raised her head: "What could be worse than now?" For me, no, I can be gone, this city can be a river of blood, and the Han Kingdom can cease to exist. But I want him to live, and he must live. ”

Her tone had never been more resolute.

She didn't understand why her love had become so lonely and strong at this moment. It's like, thousands of years ago, she didn't love, for thousands of years, she didn't love. But she has always wanted to love, has always loved, but has always suppressed it. Finally, at the moment of losing him, she understood that in this world, for her, what is the meaning of other people's life and death, and the reincarnation of the world? Nothing.

Only the person who put her on the tip of her heart, that unforgettable love, is what makes her feel that living in this world is worth living.

The world is boring and cruel. It is because of him that there is warmth, and it becomes worth her persistence. That's why she has so much power to explore and save others.

But how could he die like that, in such a cruel way?

She's going to do everything to change everything. Where the courage came from, where the obsession came from, she didn't understand. But she just knew that she had to do it, and only by doing so would she be willing to breathe the air and raise her eyes to see the light of the world.

Bai Chen closed his eyes after listening to what she said. I haven't opened it for a long time.

It seemed that everything he heard, the people in front of him, made him ache.

He didn't hurt any less than she did. Again, a thousand years ago.

"I can't save him." He left these words and turned away. There was no looking back.

Chu Tian held the armrest of the seat tightly, and there was a click, the sound of the armrest wood breaking.

Are you unable to save it, or are you unwilling to save it?

In fact, Chu Qian also expected this result. Bai Chen is not a Soul Slaying General, he is the Soul Slaying Master, the master of the underworld, and the master of the rules. It is also a person who is about to enter the temple of God and become a god, how can he go against God's will.

In addition to him, she can also find someone. The Jishi physician of the Hanging Pot Pavilion.

It is rumored that the doctor has the ability to defy the heavens and bring the dead back to life. Since Doctor Jishi can save Jinse, maybe he can also save Zhixi.

After Bai Chen left, Chu Tian went to the Hanging Pot Pavilion. The Hanging Pot Pavilion is still the same as when she went before, and it seems that it will not change a single bit for thousands of years.

She left what she wanted. The physician in the pavilion looked at what she had written, and looked at her. It's like looking at a madman. However, the physician agreed to deliver her request to Dr. Jishi.

In the middle of the night, Kyoto is silent. Chu Tian stood on the wall of the imperial city in black, looking down on the square city.

The city was full of white. Inch, inch, hanging with sorrow, even with desolation.

The princes died young, the brothers were fratricidal, and the flying catkins seemed to heal the wounds of the imperial city. Time will eventually smooth out history, but it will never smooth out the cruelty and bloodshed of the royal family. The looming fishy smell of this square wall made Chu want to vomit.

She turned and went to the Prince's mansion.

Since the death of the crown prince, the imperial concubine has moved to the prince's mansion. Shut the door.

The emperor is seriously ill, and she seems to have turned a deaf ear. I don't know if the emperor ordered her to move out of the palace or if she herself asked for a decree to move here.

At this time, the Prince's Mansion is already a different look.

There is no earlier gold and jade, and the red ornament vermilion lamp. There were many remnants of pear blossoms floating in the yard, and no one cared about them. The courtyard is lonely, but it has a bit of a cold palace meaning.

The door of the imperial concubine's room was closed, and there was a faint candle flame inside.

As soon as the cold wind passed, it gently rolled up the residual flowers on the ground, as if sighing for someone, and couldn't stop falling.

Chu Tian walked straight to the door of the room where the imperial concubine was. The moment she raised her hand to push the door open, her hand stopped in the air. Someone was talking in the door.

She bent down and took a few steps sideways to the edge of the window. Listen carefully to the movement inside.

"If you're not a ghost, why do you have to obey the God-Eater?" It was Bai Chen's voice.

Chu Tian looked up at the room, and the shadow of the candle flame was a little blurred.

For a long time, the imperial concubine did not speak.

Chu tilted the door and entered, and Bai Chen and the concubine both turned their heads to look at her. The stunned look in the concubine's eyes was fleeting, and she regained her complexion like dead ashes.

Bai Chen looked at Chu Tian with an indifferent expression, and his eyes narrowed in an instant.

Chu Tian looked at the eyes of the imperial concubine and was about to open his mouth to recite a mantra.

"Be careful!" Bai Chen reminded Chu Tian.

Suddenly, a few silvery leaves flew in from the window. Chu Tian flashed back, and the silver leaves flew past Chu Tian's face and plunged straight into the wall.

The leaves are extremely fast and very thrown by people.

Immediately, a dark green figure flew in from the window and settled in front of the imperial concubine.

The voice is a little shrivelled. Chu tilted his head to look at the comer.

It was the eunuch that the imperial concubine had been with her before. His identity is different from ordinary people.

Bai Chen clenched Liyu: "It's you?"

Chu tilted his head to the side and squinted at the silver leaves inserted into the wall. As soon as the eunuch raised his sleeves, many silver leaves suddenly swirled down from the sky.

"Hold your breath." Before Chu Tian had time to take a closer look at the leaves, Bai Chen shouted to her.

She hurriedly held her breath, Bai Chen had already swirled to her side, and the moment Bai Chen raised his sleeve to block her, all the silver leaves in the air turned into white fine dust.

Dust rises, like fog and silk.

Bai Chen waved his sleeves, and the fine powder dispersed. The concubine and the eunuch were gone.

Bai Chen pulled Chu Tian into the courtyard, Chu Tian breathed a sigh of relief, and gasped and inhaled twice: "The person who is talented is Yinye Guchen, Zhao Wei?"

Bai Chen looked at the courtyard wall and nodded.

Silver Leaf Guchen, Zhao Wei. Admiral Soul Slayer.

Chu Tian followed Bai Chen's gaze, and there seemed to be traces of silver dust disappearing: "He has always been by the imperial concubine's side?" After speaking, she turned her head to look at Bai Chen: "Did you ask anything?"

Bai Chen turned his head, bowed his head slightly, and his eyes fell on the scattered pear petals on the ground.

At this moment, there was no wind, and the small petals quietly stagnated in the courtyard where the owner had lost their owner, looking a little sad. Bai Chen's gaze did not leave the petals on the ground: "The imperial concubine said that Emperor Han is not sick. That's what he wanted. ”

Chu Tian frowned, a little unsteady for a while. What do you mean..

Bai Chen continued: "The crown prince is ambitious and intends to rebel, and Emperor Han has always known about it. Even when the crown prince was going to raise troops, in fact, the Han Emperor also knew. He was indeed extremely disappointed in the crown prince, but he was even more jealous of the tide. ”

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