Zhong didn't expect that he was dying and would be awakened by a prophetic dream.

When I woke up, the sky was overcast, the clouds were cloudy, and I didn't know the morning and twilight.

She thought back to the formation in her dream, which was vaguely the formation on the last page of the booklet left by Qiao Yu's biological mother.

That formation was very unfamiliar and complicated, and she hadn't had time to study it thoroughly.

If only she could see—

Wait a minute!

Zhong blinked.

Overcast? Clouds and fog?

She sat up suddenly, but the sharp pain in her heart caused her to fall back.

The back of the head hit the ground, there was a slight pain, so real.

It's not a dream, it's just that the medicine has worked.

Yang Yuemian said that all medicines have medicinal effects.

Therefore, since she was a child, she has been trained to resist all kinds of medicinal effects, and ordinary drugs and poisons have limited effect on her.

Although the medicine used by the Tibetans to deal with her this time was strange, it was not fatal.

The only thing that is fatal is the dagger inserted into the heart and the heart purification charm on the dagger.

Zhong Chi Chi sat up strongly, and Ah Bai was lying not far from her, it was originally at the foot of the mountain, and it rushed to her side at some point.

She crawled towards it with difficulty, and her hands trembled as she reached for its snowy fur.

"Ah Bai......" she couldn't stop whimpering.

After all, the man didn't let go of Ah Bai, he was so cautious that he didn't even let go of a single animal.

"Ah Bai......" she leaned against it weakly.

The cold wind howled in the valley, drowning out her weeping.

"Ah Bai, I'll die with you......" she murmured.

After the effect of the medicine has passed, he is still waiting for death.

The heart protection spell was broken, and she could no longer use a line of talismans to save Yang Yuemian;

Even if you still have magical power, you can't even have physical strength, what's the use?

still wants to die, but from unconscious death to conscious death, it seems to be more painful, otherwise she can still be lucky, that person will let Ah Bai go.

She leaned on Ah Bai, looked at the thick clouds on the mountain, and waited quietly for death.

Unconsciously turned sideways and saw that on the ground not far away, the baggage that was originally kept by Ah Bai had been opened, and it was scattered in pieces.

Her heart moved, and she crawled over.

There wasn't much in the baggage, but at a glance, I knew that the atlas with the Ten Ancient Formations was gone.

She subconsciously touched her waist, and the bag containing the three magic weapons was gone.

She couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Does this count as a praying mantis catching cicada and yellow finch behind?

It turned out that for more than half a year, he was making wedding dresses for others.

She laughed and laughed until her heart ached and she couldn't laugh.

His eyes fell on the brocade bag on the ground, and he was slightly stunned and pinched it in his hand.

It was given to her by Sin, and it contained a torn decree.

Sim said that the decree was written before she left the house.

The night before he wrote the holy decree, he cleansed the Dou clan, and Yulin Baiqi was sent to help Cui Li, and she was the only one left by his side.

That was the first time he trusted her.

But before he could give her the holy decree, he heard the lie that her heart belonged.

Judging from his later performance, he obviously didn't believe at that time, but he let her go, and then tore up the holy decree.

Zhong Chi sat up with his body propped up, opened the bag, and poured all the pieces to the ground.

She has never had the heart to put together this holy decree, sometimes she feels too busy, sometimes she feels unnecessary, and then she leaves, and she takes it out several times, but she doesn't dare to touch it.

Now that they're all dying, they're finally not busy, and there's nothing to dare to.

After a while, it was still overcast, as if it was not noticeably darker, and it was about to rain.

Zhong Chi was worried that the rain would drench the holy decree, so he fought more and more diligently, and when he got up with his heart, he realized that the original poor fight was just an excuse.

When the first drop of rain fell, the writing parts were all spelled out.

Her fingertips trembled slightly, stroking the handsome flying ink on the holy decree.

Reading between the lines, I saw him in a trance as if he was smiling but not smiling.

"Why are you so hard to coax this beauty? The widow has already paved the way for you, and you don't know how to come back yet? ”

She laughed out loud, laughed and couldn't stop, laughing until she coughed, coughed until she shed tears.

The heart that was pierced by the dagger was sour, swollen, and full, and even the pain was suppressed.

She wiped away her tears, hurriedly put away the fragments of the holy decree, tied the bag firmly to the belt of her clothes, and after making sure that it would not fall, she raised her hand, put her fingertips on her heart, and slowly stroked.

She still has the magic power, but her dying physical state is not enough to support her to perform large-scale witchcraft, even if she draws a talisman.

But there is a kind of magic charm that is just right for this time.

Named, Urging Charm.

To overdraw life and strength is to rush life.

With each stroke, I felt that I had regained some strength.

The heart talisman slowed down the loss of her life; The amulet is the opposite, using up all the magic power of the body, just to consume the life in advance.

As her strength regained, her speed of drawing talismans gradually increased.

She could have lived for three days, but for these three days, she could only stay here alone and wait for death.

No! She wants to go back!

She wants to get back to him!

She would rather not have those three days, only half a day!

Swap three days of lingering for a half-day opportunity.

Half a day is enough! Enough for her to return to Chang'an, return to Daming Palace, return to him, and see him for the last time!

With one last stroke, she stood up.

When the dagger was removed, the wound was no longer bleeding, but the blood was rapidly decreasing in the body.

She's running out of time!

Picking up the soft sword, he tapped his toes and disappeared into the rain in an instant.

An hour later, the sound of horses' hooves approached the valley, breaking the bleakness of the twilight rain.

The mouth of the valley was narrow, so he had to abandon his horse into the valley and scatter to search.

"General Choi! There are corpses! ”

Cui Li turned his gaze and strode in the direction where the body was found.

Before he arrived, there was another return: "It's the corpse of the Tubo people!" ”

"Look around and see what else!" Cui Li commanded, and his whereabouts remained unchanged.

"Ah Bai! It's Ah Bai! Someone screamed in the distance.

Before the words fell, Cui Li changed to galloping.

Before approaching the white bear's body, I first saw the burden scattered on the ground.

He squatted down and picked up a dark red robe, which stained its delicate beauty with muddy water, but it became softer and softer to the touch, and vaguely had a cold fragrance......

……

Li Changye listened to the rain overnight with his eyes open, and when the morning bell rang, he had already made up his mind.

After Soushan's order was sent, he was always in shock.

Instead of waiting for news, find out for yourself!

He lifted the quilt and sat up, just about to call someone.

There was a sudden movement outside the door, and in just a moment, the door of the temple was suddenly rushed open, and the screen fell to the ground.

A body slammed into his arms, knocking him down on the bed.

It was wet, cold, not warm at all, still dripping with water, and the blood was almost suffocating.

Lying on top of him, he fell on his chest and laughed lowly, like a water ghost.

Li Changye slowly closed his arms, in disbelief-

"Delayed?"