"Scar, I'm not hungry. Let's go find an inn! "I've been busy all day today, and I see that the sky is getting dark, so I can't rush overnight!

Wu Xiang'er saw that they wanted to find the inn, so she hurriedly said: "If the emperor doesn't dislike it, let's move to the people's girl's house!" ”

Although Wu Xiang'er's family is gone, her home is still preserved and has not been damaged. All this is also because her father has done many good deeds, and those who have been helped by her father have also saved her family's house.

Xuanyuan Yuji looked at the woman beside him and asked her opinion. "Yao'er, it's not early, do you see if-"

"Trace, let's go to Miss Wu's house for one night! Miss Wu, I'm sorry for you. She wanted to refuse, but thinking about Murphy and them, she nodded in the end.

It's not that she doesn't like where people have died, it's that she feels uneasy, and she always feels like she's seen this place. The intense feeling of uneasiness slammed into her heart, like being pressed into the water, unable to breathe.

Every time Nangong Xinyao took a step, she approached the luxurious mansion, smelling the place that filled her with familiarity, and she covered her chest hard. The pain made her sweat run down her face, and finally she couldn't bear it anymore, and she squatted on the ground all at once.

Xuanyuan Yuji, who had been clinging to her, saw her like this, and called nervously. "Yao'er, what's wrong with you, Yao'er, what's uncomfortable."

"I'm fine." Her little pale face lifted up and smiled softly.

Her pale smile made Xuanyuan Feather Scar more and more nervous, and the hand holding her couldn't help but tighten. Xuanyuan Yuji looked at her worriedly, but found that her eyes had been looking at the big house standing opposite. Her eyes flashed with hatred, and it was so fast that people couldn't fathom it.

He picked her up and walked in the opposite direction of the mansion, frowning inadvertently and quickly following.

Murphy looked at Wu Xiang'er with an apologetic heart and said, "Miss Wu, I'm sorry, we have to go see Sister Yao." ”

"What the hell happened to her?" Wu Xiang'er looked at the figures that left one after another, and said to herself in confusion.

In the end, at the invitation of a villager, Nangong Xinyao lived in a villager's mud house. She sat on the bed, her eyes looking straight ahead, her solemn expression as if she was thinking about something big. Xuanyuan Yuji, who was sitting beside her, looked at her and didn't let go of a trace of expression.

He didn't know why Nangong Xinyao had that fleeting hatred for a house he saw for the first time, and that hatred was more terrifying than the evil ghosts of hell.

I remembered the knock on the door outside the 'buckle' door, and then pushed the door and walked in three people, one of whom said, "Sister Yao, what's wrong with you?" You okay! Murphy was worried about her.

Murphy's words still didn't make her come back to her senses, and her mind was still on the high-rise compound. Suddenly, the dream that haunted her in the twenty-first century echoed in her mind. "Love can't be born, hate can't be extinguished, I take the name of the Phoenix King. Curse thee eternal life and eternity, and generations after generations, and their children and grandchildren shall die unworthy of a woman. ”

What does this dream have to do with that mansion, and why am I so afraid? Nangong Xinyao frowned and kept thinking about that place, suffocating and occupying her heart. She clutched her chest.

"Yao'er, what's wrong with you, don't scare me." He was really scared, afraid that something would happen to her, and before he knew it, she had become everything to him.

Pulled back by the familiar voice, she unconsciously spit out, "Brother Traceless." ”

Her soft voice is like a clear spring, gently flowing into people's hearts. She was stunned by the words she blurted out, and Xuanyuan Feather Marks was also stunned. The soft, gentle voice sounded familiar to him, as if he had known him for a long time.

"Who's Traceless?" Ouyang Xuanzai couldn't stand it anymore, he thought that Nangong Xinyao had love for Xuanyuan Yuji. But she didn't want to, there was another person in her heart.

Although he was called by another man's name by the woman he loved, he still did not have any sadness. He glanced at his friend unhappily and said, "Xuan, I don't allow you to do this to her." ”

Xuanyuan Feather Scar, you are completely hopeless. Ouyang Xuan greeted him with anger with a cold look, they have always been good friends, no matter what happened and how long it has been. Xuanyuan Feather Mark would not do this to him, but since Nangong Xinyao arrived in Nanxue Country, everything has changed.

"Trace, it's all my fault, and you, Ouyang Xuanyuan, I'm sorry." Because of her arrival, the relationship between Xuanyuan Yuji and Ouyang Xuan became a little stiff.

Looking at her apologetic expression, Xuanyuan Yuji said angrily, "Never say sorry to me." ”

She smiled faintly, touched her fingernails, closed her eyes and smelled the fresh air. Her indifferent expression moved everyone, and her sad eyelashes kept trembling, like an angel with broken wings, unable to fly again.

"You have a good rest, let's go out first." Ouyang Xuan sighed and walked out with the unintentional them.

There were only two of them left in the room, and he didn't say a word, his eyes fixed on her. She sat on a stool and looked out. The quiet crescent moon came out and shone on her cheeks, and the black clouds blushed and hid when they saw it.

The night was bright, and time passed little by little, Nangong Xinyao opened her mouth and said, "Trace, do you believe that people have a previous life?" ”

"I believe it." As long as she says it, whether it is believed or not, he believes in existence.

When I came here, it felt like a bubble, full of dreams and sadness. She always felt that she had been to the place that made her feel strongly suffocated, and it was a lifetime ago. She laughed at herself, laughing at her imagination for being too rich, and that she could feel it.

She smiled and said, "Trace, that place just now feels very familiar to me, like I have been there many years ago." "For some reason, she wanted to tell him.

"What don't you like?" Xuanyuan Yuji asked Nangong Xinyao with a contradictory tone of doubt and affirmation.

She took a deep breath and calmed her already quiet heart and replied, "Yes, I don't like it at all. ”

If she were to go to that place again, she would never come close. That place made her inexplicably space, inexplicably flustered, inexplicably afraid, inexplicable - all the feelings that even she couldn't express.

She didn't like it, so he let that place cease to exist. "If you don't like it, I'll destroy it."

"No, traces, anything to do will only leave an innocent girl homeless. If you do this for me, then I will never see you again. She doesn't like it, but she won't leave a person homeless for her own selfish desires, so that those unjust souls who died in vain for no reason have no place to live.