A man appeared again under the dead tree, a beggar. The beggar grabbed his wrist, "You're wrong to do this, look at me." I saw the beggar pick up the branch and start waving it like a sword.

Luo Wen pressed his temples and reminded himself to calm down, he wasn't here just now, besides, this was a long time ago, the beggar had died a long time ago, and he was still crying for a long, long time at that time.

Suddenly, the scene in front of me changed, it was in a ruined temple. On that day, I stole a red dress and put it on my body, and I felt very beautiful. He ran up to the beggar and happily asked, "I like this dress so much, am I very beautiful?" ”

The beggar nodded and shook his head again. The child in front of me is so good-looking, but also too good-looking. Dressed in red, with some messy hair, and a face that shakes people's hearts.

"Hey, what do you mean by nodding and shaking your head?" He didn't understand, he just wore a dress he liked.

The beggar spoke slowly, "It looks good, but don't wear it." Wear it when you have absolute strength and are strong enough to protect yourself. ”

The boy stood stunned, unable to recover for a long time.

Luo Wen raised his sword and closed his eyes. Fantasy technique, I am not so easy to be fooled. This is indeed his memory, but his heart is not fragile at all, red clothes and red clothes are not his obsessions, but his hobbies. The reason why he can wear red as much as he wants now is because he can protect himself.

With a sword out, Luo Wen heard a muffled snort, and he raised the corners of his lips, Caught you Li Xi. Luo Wen felt the sound in his ears, abandoned the chaotic sound of swords, and quietly looked for the sound of breaking the sky around him.

Li Xi's arm was bleeding, but his hand was still non-stop, still weaving dreams. This Luo Wen's heart is too strong to break through, but he is not so easy to give up. Imagine, create the scene in your head, and trap Luo Wen into a trap.

Luo Wen, who closed his eyes, suddenly heard a voice in his head, cold and gloomy.

"How can you wear red clothes as a blood guard? We are meant to hide in the dark, and only black is the best. Did you know that you were exposed in red? Do you want to die quickly? The cold voice disappeared.

Luo Wen began to ask himself in his heart, "Why, why can't I still wear my favorite color?" Is it because you're not strong enough, or because the color doesn't belong to you in the first place? But he liked the color just because it looked good. He likes to look at himself in the mirror, handsome and chic, and unparalleled. Especially when he was dressed in red, he felt that his soul was released.

A cold long sword appeared in front of him, and the sword turned red in a flash. Suddenly, the red began to flow, like blood, dripping to the ground. Red, the color of blood, you who are wearing red, should dye that red with your blood.

A pair of plain hands grasped the sword, and then swung the sword, slashing at his neck.

With a ding, the sword did not slash into the neck, but was blocked by another long sword. Luo Wen opened his eyes, "I, Luo Wen, like to wear red clothes, and I also have the ability to protect myself, not obsession, not sustenance, not restraint, just ......" Luo Wen used his left hand to slap his sword with one palm. With a thud, the sword fell.

"It's just, I like it." Luo Wen saw it, among those afterimages, which one he saw was the real Li Xi.

Luo Wen stabbed at the afterimage with a long sword in his hand, all the illusion disappeared, the smell of blood was permeated, and the sword stabbed into Li Xi's abdomen.

"I didn't expect you to have such a strong self-confidence."

"Confidence? Maybe it's just narcissism. Luo Wen and Li Xi fought together again.

The dream technique is broken, and Li Xi can only resist it with martial arts.

On the other side, Jing Yuzhao and Ah Zhen came and went, and they both suffered a lot of injuries. There are people around him who keep falling, and the two of them are fighting harder and harder.

This is a war to the death, either you die or I die.

"Yuzhao, I should have killed you back then, and if I killed you, there wouldn't be so much trouble." I should have killed her the first time I appeared in front of her.

"When? Was it the Lantern Festival that year? Jing Yuzhao remembers that it was the first time they met.

"Yes. Back then, I was very curious about you who survived, and I went to the street to look for you at that Lantern Festival. Sure enough, we were very fated and soon met. Maybe it's because I want that face of yours so much, and I have to hide it even though I have such a beautiful face. Ah Zhen also remembered the Lantern Festival that year, and he recognized her at a glance under the beautiful lanterns.

"You knew that prophecy for a long time, otherwise how could you have said 'you can blow out a dragon'." It was also because of this sentence that he had a strong curiosity about this strange teenager, and he also realized that he was in danger

"Yes, I've known this for a long time. I'm jealous of you, jealous that you can live an upright life, and I don't even have a name."

"Ah Zhen, the name is just a code name, you will always be just you, unique." With a bang, I don't know what was broken, Jing Yuzhao took a step back and looked at Ah Zhen in front of him.

"Haha, Yuzhao, you think I'm going to soften my heart if you talk to me like this now. I'm telling you, no, I won't be soft-hearted, as long as anyone who prevents me from getting this dragon chair, they will all die. Ah Zhen shouted, and fought with Jing Yuzhao again.

"Ah Zhen, do you know that you are not suitable to be an emperor at all, if you become an emperor, Qing doesn't know what will become. You're so spontaneous, there's nothing you really care about in the back of your heart, including this dragon chair. ”

"Shut up, you don't teach me less, do you think you're noble? No, you're the most insidious. Don't think I don't know, your father was killed by you, Wang Yuan didn't, but I'm sure. When this time comes, are you still going to lie? Ah Zhen forced Jing Yuzhao into a corner and asked for the truth,

Jing Yuzhao faced Ah Zhen, who was only a few inches away from her, the cold sword lay in front of them, and she saw Ah Zhen's expression clearly, angry, impatient, and unwilling. At this point, there really is no need to lie.

"I killed it. I asked Wang Yuan to pour poison into his mouth. He looked at me with a complicated look in his eyes, and then kept struggling until he was out of breath. Jing Yuzhao used his strength to push Ah Zhen into a corner. You know that he left a secret edict, but unfortunately it was ruined by me, do you want to know the contents? ”

Ah Zhen had a hunch that this secret edict was about the two of them, and his voice trembled slightly, "What is it?" ”

"Your guess is right, about the two of us." Every time he thought of this edict, Jing Yuzhao admired the wisdom of the first emperor, but he didn't know the true character of himself and Ah Zhen.