The night breeze blew, the lights on the city tower were a little dimmed, and King Xiao, who had become famous in the Han Kingdom in the past few days, had faded from the shallow and clear bottom of his eyes, and the depth was as deep as this night.

He only glanced at Mu Qing, then picked up the drunk Sikong Shangevil and left.

His shoulders sank, and it was Mu Qing who pressed his shoulder, "You don't deserve to appear in front of her!" ”

"Poof-" His breath around him was cold, Mu Qing was shocked and took a few steps back, and actually spit out a mouthful of blood.

There is nothing good in front of outsiders, and King Xiao, who has come to this day by relying on the Sikong family, has unfathomable martial arts!

Mu Qing was shocked.

"Worthy or unworthy, it's not your turn to say!" His voice was cooler than the night.

Step by step across the city tower, as if what he was stepping on was not the city bricks of Chishui City, but the Dahan River and Mountain, Xiao Ziyuan looked down at the drunk unconscious person in his arms, ""The Evil One" is only for one person in his life, and the evil is commonplace, you said that you want to accompany me to look at these thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. ”

That year, when she went on an expedition, he saw her off on the city tower, as if crying instead of crying, in front of the soldiers of the three armies, shouted at her back, "Sikong is evil, I will marry you when you come back!" ”

Under the early sun, the white horse in Xuanyi, the wind and sand covered the sky and couldn't see her expression, she looked back at him, silent, turned the horse's head and continued to march, only the wind was noisy.

It wasn't until he couldn't see her back that he squatted on the city tower and cried silently.

Her destiny is the battlefield, and she is stingy with promises to anyone, because ...... Maybe one expedition is goodbye.

This year, he finally succeeded in relieving her of military power, why...... She just wouldn't bow to him and cling to him like a vine?

The smile on Xiao Ziyuan's face was a little fragile and a little paranoid: "Commonplace evil, I want you to live." ”

At least not in a place where I can't see, die.

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White, empty, dead.

Junchen tried to clear the fog in front of him, but it was all in vain.

He didn't know why he was having trouble breathing, like something was holding his heart and trying to dig up his most precious thing. His most precious thing?

Jun Chen was taken aback.

Looking at it, the misty fog dissipated a little, and an ancient tree full of red lines appeared, with branches vertical and horizontal, but there was not a single leaf, and from a distance, the red line of the tree was like a bewitching hibiscus flower.

Under the tree stood a pair of embracing each other.

It was so far away, but he could clearly see the faces of the two of them, and even the expressions were clear.

The man was in black armor, and his face was noble and indifferent. The woman is dressed in red, half of her face is blooming with bewitching hibiscus flowers, and the corners of her mouth are baring sharp fangs, which is obviously inhuman.

The corners of the former's red eyes were filled with tears, and the corners of the latter's mouth were filled with a smile of relief.

Half of her face was covered with Fusang patterns, and her dead eyes slowly bloomed with light, she glanced down at the peachwood sword that pierced into her body, and suddenly moved forward harder, letting the sword pierce deeper, and the sharp fangs were obediently bared on her lips, and she no longer had a fierce appearance.

Blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, but he kept smiling at it.

Finally, she slowly hugged him, "...... Thank you ......."

Although, don't know who you are.

The man had a frightened look on his face, and when the woman's body went soft, he didn't even know how to hug her.

A person who has always dominated the killing is as fragile as a child at that moment.

He still had blood on his hands, women's blood.

He knelt down in a pool of blood and hugged the woman's corpse so hard that the woman's bones made an overwhelming clicking sound, but he didn't realize it, and his hand was almost pinching into the woman's flesh.

He buried his head deep in the woman's neck, and his shoulders shook violently, as often as he wept.

An ethereal voice echoed in her ears: "Her life is over, you locked her soul and didn't let her enter reincarnation, bringing the dead back to life is a forbidden art, rather than letting her stay in this world like a human being, it's better to let her go, whether you are good or her, they are all liberations......"

Junchen found that the person kneeling under the tree was himself.

He looked up at the person in his arms with some trembling, only one glance, as if his entire chest cavity had been hollowed out, and a layer of blood mist under his eyes was filled, and he almost roared and roared: "Jun Xi-"

"Jun Xi-" Suddenly waking up from the nightmare, Jun Chen found that his back was covered in cold sweat.

With a dizzy and swollen pain, he almost staggered to the table, lifted the cold tea from the teapot on the table and poured it on his face.

This movement woke Jun Xi up, and she half sat up, "Brother, what's wrong?" ”

Jun Chen gasped sharply, shook his head, and told himself that it was just a dream, but there was a faint voice in his heart that kept reminding him, it was not a dream, it was your past life!

Past?

What a ridiculous and ridiculous word.

Jun Chen, who has never believed in ghosts and gods, only feels cold all over his body.

didn't hear his answer, Jun Xi groped to get out of bed, but before he lifted the corner of the quilt, he was hugged by someone.

This hug was amazingly powerful, Jun Xi was strangled very uncomfortable, and the placket of his clothes was full of the bitter taste of cold tea.

But she didn't make a sound, she only raised her hand with great effort, touched his hair, and asked softly, "Did you have a nightmare?" ”

He still didn't answer, buried his head in her neck, and breathed hard.

Call her name over and over again: "Junxi, Junxi, Junxi......"

There were emotions surging in his chest, shouting so loudly, panic, uneasiness, piled up in his chest, so intense and extreme, that his heart was numb.

Every inch of his body trembled, and every bone ached from that dream, as if he had really experienced it.

How can it be......

How could it really be experienced......

This realization made Junchen even more panicked.

There was no sense of proportion, and the force made Jun Xi a little painful, but she endured it and didn't make a sound.

Touching his face and his hair as if soothing, every time he called her name, she answered him: "I am." ”

"Jun Xi ......"

"I'm here."

In front of his eyes was a hazy color of blood, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

The shattered memories that kept popping up in his mind these days almost drove him crazy!

If...... If that was really what he called a past life......

Jun Chen glanced at the person under him, his eyes were full of madness and despair.

The next day, Junxi couldn't get up all day, and he couldn't say anything in his hoarse voice.

It hurts so much to turn over on your own.

It was the first time he had treated her so roughly.

Her complexion is very white, and she is easy to make marks when she touches her on weekdays, but last night it was so out of control, Junchen found that there was hardly an inch of intact skin on her body.

When I gave her the medicine, I found that several tooth marks were bleeding, "Does it hurt?" ”

The ointment was cold, but it was a little hot when it was bitten, Jun Xi was not a hypocritical person, but he still couldn't help but feel aggrieved in his heart, and his eyes were red: "Are you a dog?" ”

There were too many things silent in Jun Chen's clear eyes, and at a glance, he only felt that it was very deep.

He unhurriedly picked up the ointment, leaned down and hugged her, but his eyes were empty, "Junxi, do you believe in the past and this life?" ”

Jun Xi stiffened, he ...... Why did you suddenly ask about this?

Thinking of the strange dream he had when he was kidnapped by the princess of Southern Xinjiang, Jun Xi suddenly became uneasy, "Do you believe it?" ”

He threw the question at him again.

He suddenly bit the side of her neck, and Jun Xi couldn't help but let out a painful cry.

When he raised his head, Jun Xi hurriedly covered it with his hand, and found that it was a little wet, and took it off to see that the peat was ...... It was bleeding!

"It hurts!" She looked at him with some grievance.

The expression on his face was a little painful and a little fragile, one hand was still on his chest, and his lips were a little pale: "I hurt too, it hurts so much......"

He's been weird since he woke up in the middle of the night last night.

Jun Xi suddenly couldn't take care of himself, and groped to help him: "Is it an old injury?" ”

He snuggled into Jun Xi's arms a little fragilely, tightly wrapped around her waist, his eyes were closed, and his whole body trembled, "Jun Xi, I hurt ......"

Jun Xi touched his forehead with his hand, it was cold, and when he touched his face, his face was also cold. Immediately shocked: "Brother? Junchen! Where does it hurt? You speak! ”

She remembered, but Junchen was too heavy and hugged tightly, she couldn't push it, so she had to shout outside the house: "Someone!" Come on! ”

Tang Yuan ran in when he heard the sound, and when he saw Jun Chen's pale face, he was also shocked, and he opened his voice and shouted, "Assassin! The assassin injured the county lord and the prince! ”

Junxi, "......"

Tangyuan has this kind of magic, which can make her turn her worry into a sense of powerlessness.

Why did she assume that Junchen was injured by the assassin like this......

Jun Xi reluctantly spoke, "It should be an old disease, let someone go and ask a doctor to come back." ”

The soup balls that were howling loudly in their throats were silent, blinked cutely, and said obediently, "Oh." ”

Junxi, "......"

Eleven went to find a doctor overnight and came to Zhuangzi.

The old doctor took the pulse, said something that made people misty, and finally opened the prescription and wrote several large pages of paper.

Junxi asked people to hurry to the kitchen to decoct the medicine.

Jian Yi is the leader of Jun Chen's secret guard, Jun Chen suddenly fell ill, he was also worried, afraid that something would go wrong, he didn't dare to pretend to be someone else's hand for decoction, so he hurriedly took the recipe and prepared to go to the kitchen.

But when he hurriedly glanced at the few flavors of medicine on it, his face was dull, "This ...... What is this cure? ”

What kind of injury, you have to use a deer whip, a horse whip, and what kind of whip......

The old doctor snorted, and his eyes slanted towards Jun Xi, it was really ...... The world is going down, and he's an outsider there, and he's still holding on!

"This son's face is pale, his forehead is cold, and he is sweating profusely, which is obviously a disease of physical weakness."

Weakness...... To put it bluntly, it is kidney deficiency!

Jun Chen is weak, this is the funniest joke Jun Xi has ever heard.

She shouted, "Eleven, where did you get the quack doctor?" ”

As soon as Eleven knelt down over there, the old doctor sneered: "The old man's medical skills, in this town, recognize the second, then no one dares to recognize the first!" ”