She trembled as she walked onto the ruined single-plank bridge, and a melodious song came from her ears, which drew her towards her like a seduction.

"No, don't."

Her desperate and helpless eyes were soaked with tears, she trembled, the jade flute around her waist began to emit a faint light, and the mysterious singing voice gave her a headache.

A feeling of déjà vu, close your eyes. The cold fan blades went straight into the heart, and a pair of cold purple eyes lost their color.

The already dark pupils were unfathomable at this time, and he said hatefully: "These two immortals are full of maggots and rotten bones under their skins!" ”

In the phantom, a woman who looked like her moved closer to the man along the fan blade, and the fan bone penetrated her chest, soaked in the woman's black blood.

Hitomi was dying with love and blood, and she smiled sadly and bitterly: "If you want to slaughter your heart, you will cut out your soul, don't leave me, a remnant soul of broken love, and pollute the holiness of your world." ”

The two willow eyebrows frowned, and the pain was heart-wrenching.

"Who is he, and why is that woman exactly like me?" She couldn't remember. "Why am I in this place, and where is this place?"

The fog in front of me gradually dissipated, and a half-scattered ship appeared in front of me, the hull was covered with layers of mud, and the year could no longer be seen, and the echoing song lingered in the ruins, making the already quiet deep sea even more silent, and the ship seemed to have slept for a thousand years.

Suddenly, a few scattered pearls broke the peace, and the resting fish fled from the hull of the ship.

"You're finally here." In the darkness, the man reached out and grabbed her wrist tightly, afraid that she would run away from him.

She fixed her eyes and saw that it was not the person in her memory, this person had a warm smile, different from the coldness of another person, more like the brightness of a sunny day.

"Why are you crying again, my little ghost."

With a little sadness, the man's eyes were tender like water, and he suddenly hugged her into his arms, gently lifted the girl's face, and kissed her hot lips.

She closed her eyes in fright, and heard only the sound of Peng Peng in her heart, and the only remaining reason melted into a beautiful and sweet kiss.

The memories that keep emerging in the depths of memory seem to pass by frame by frame, the innocent and romantic child on the swing, the scarred girl under the dragon pillar, the woman's empty eyes playing the soul flute, and countless ghosts and demons screaming.

"No, don't." She opened her eyes in fear, revealing her thrilling purple pupils.

A burst of golden light filled the entire deep sea, the original ship was flooded with golden light, but what appeared was a gorgeous and huge palace, the man in front of him appeared in the hand of a shining sword, dressed in auspicious dragon and seal of the green clothes red hexagram, the waist of the West Lake color ribbon scarf, wrapped in gold silk embroidered python group orchid bamboo silk, the sturdy body looming, the good face of the righteous face like the light wind and the moon.

"You ......" She tried to push the man away, but the man wrapped his strong arms around her waist, and in the middle of the stagger, she bit the man's lip in a moment's hurry.

Watching the bright red blood gradually stain the man's lips, she looked at him in astonishment and didn't dare to say anything more.

"It looks like I really don't remember anything." The man smiled bitterly, his handsome face came to life again, he laughed chicly, rubbed the girl's hair, and said, "It's okay, even if you forget the promise under the banyan tree, I still remember, and you will return to me soon." ”

The girl looked up and looked at the radiant man with a cheerful smile, his handsome face shrouded in an elusive mystery.

"What do you mean?"

The man waved the silver blade in his hand without saying a word, and the knife fell, slashing at the jade flute on her waist, and suddenly a bad breath broke through the sky, the Three Realms shook, the waves were turbulent, and the fish mixed in the turbid rapids fled, and the jade flute bloomed dazzling light in the chaos, engulfing the calm Three Realms, the man was shocked to the ground by the impact of the jade flute, and a mouthful of red blood spit out, and in an instant it was a bloody wind and rain, hundreds of living beings lost their souls, and only the jade flute was left in the desperate pupils.

"After all...... Eventually...... No one can fight against the Soul Flute, not even my Dragon Sword. He stood up tremblingly, grabbed the girl's arm with both hands, and his firm and fierce eyes could no longer see the brightness just now, and changed into a human being, and said, "Listen, whether you can do it or not, you must kill him, so that you can live." Definitely! He is the man who took your soul, and only when he is gone, can the soul bead really return to you. ”

With that, a bright light rushed in and pushed her away.

She opened her eyes, and after a moment of composure, she rubbed her eyes and whispered, "It turned out to be a strange dream." When I turned around, it was the cold man! The man who makes her miserable and makes her feel desperate, lies right next to her! The gentle sleeping face, the corners of the relaxed mouth smiled slightly, as if he was dreaming something, and muttered: "Shu Qing...... Shu Qing. ”

"My head hurts, why? Who the hell am I? She began to feel dizzy, day and night turned upside down, and the world was like a spinning top, constantly flashing before her eyes. She clenched her fists, slapped her head hard, and shouted, "It's painful, it's painful." ”

The man was suddenly woken up at this time, and hurriedly got up and hugged her, the warm embrace washed away the cold feeling, and the flashing eyes were full of guilt. Lin Shuqing was pressed against his chest, panting lightly and slowly relaxing, the soul bead in the man's arms trembled, she could feel that something was calling her, suddenly her chest tightened, and the feeling of colic made her extremely painful, and instantly sent her into hell. She lost her mind, and with a light wave of the soul flute, the man in front of her was scattered.

"Shu Qing ......".

Why is his heart still so heartbreaking, and who is he......