Linlang was dressed in white, sitting on a recliner in the courtyard, shaking a fan embroidered with gold thread in his hand. It's already summer, and the weather is getting hotter and hotter, and even if you sit still, you will sweat on your body.

Zhong Jiu made a pot of herbal tea for her, and she only took a sip before putting it down with a frown. The taste of herbal tea was bitter and astringent, and she really couldn't get used to it.

She begged Zhong Jiu to make a pot for her "top of the heart", it was best to have another plate of candied fruit, it would be more comfortable. Zhong Jiu has always responded to her requests these days, probably because he feels that her time is running out. She was sad and heartwarming in her heart, at least in her last moments, and she would not be left with regrets.

Zhong Jiu held a tray with tea and snacks on the tray, and when he arrived in the yard, Linlang was squatting in front of the flower on the other side, staring at the flower carefully. Hearing Zhong Jiu's footsteps, she turned around and asked him, "Is this flower on the other side dying, and the petals are almost withered."

Zhong Jiu put the tray on the table and said casually: "It's probably the flowering period, and it won't live long in the world."

Linlang let out a low sigh, her eyes full of loss. Her life is short, but she didn't expect even this flower to ...... It's desperate.

She had been squatting for a long time, trying to get up on her knees, but suddenly her eyes went dark and she fell straight to the ground. Zhong Jiu didn't look good, so he quickly stretched out his hand to catch her. Linlang hung limply on his arm like a puddle of mud.

Zhong Jiu carried Linlang to the recliner, and she lay down for a while before relieving herself. It's just that her head began to beat and hurt, she gasped, obviously not doing anything, but her body was sore.

Zhong Jiu looked at her worriedly, and a breeze blew over, blowing her hair, and leaves fell flutteringly and landed on the hem of her clothes. She stretched out her slender fingers, twisted one of them, and said softly: "Obviously it is not the season of falling leaves, but there are always some leaves that have to leave the tree in advance, which is probably the so-called fate."

Linlang hooked the corners of her mouth and let herself smile reluctantly, and that smile revealed a bit of weakness and helplessness.

He didn't say a word, but there was an anxious look between his eyebrows. Lately, she has been making some pessimistic remarks from time to time, as if she is ready to die.

It was almost noon, the sun was getting stronger and stronger, Linlang's face was flushed with sun, and sweat was dripping down his forehead. Zhong Jiu wiped the beads of sweat from her face and said softly: "It's too hot, why don't I accompany you back to the room to rest, what if you have a heat stroke?"

Linlang gently shook the fan and whispered: "Sit down for a while, it's rare that the weather is good today, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to see such bright sunshine in the future."

Zhong Jiu's heart was even more uneasy, he held Linlang's hand and said with self-reproach: "I'm sorry, Linlang, I can't protect you thoroughly. I thought I could protect you, but I didn't expect you to be in such a situation, and I couldn't do anything about it. ”

Linlang smiled: "How many times have I said it, it's not your fault, I don't blame you." When I say that, I just feel it, and I don't blame you. ”

Zhong Jiu lowered his head, thought about it and thought about it, and finally said, "Do you want to know who gave you the Lost Soul Gu?"

Linlang lowered her eyes, looking at the hands of the two of them, and after a long time, she said softly: "What if you know?" It's not the same as dying. ”

Zhong Jiu's face was bitter, and he whispered, "You have the right to know."

Linlang was silent for a while, she took a sip of the tea on the table, then put it down gently, and whispered: "It's come to this point, it's meaningless to know it or not, it's just sad."

Zhong Jiu looked at her with pity, seeing that she really didn't seem to care so much about this issue, he didn't say anything in the end.

In the middle of the night, Linlang suddenly had an unbearable headache, and her chest was also uncomfortable. Her tears fell, and her face that used to be white like jade was as pale as a blank piece of paper. Her chest was choked, and she coughed dryly, until her lungs hurt.

She clutched her chest, which was painful and stuffy, and she coughed a few more times, but she didn't expect a mouthful of blood to spit out.

Blood sprayed on Zhong Jiu's body, and her pale lips were stained red with blood, making her little face more and more terrifying. She gasped heavily, her brow furrowed, and she seemed to be in pain.

Zhong Jiu's heart hurt even more than hers, he stretched out his fingers to wipe the blood stains from the corners of her mouth, and took out the pill that the ghost woman gave her from her arms. Although the ghost woman confessed, she should not use it until she had to, which would hasten her death. But he couldn't bear to suffer so much in Linlang, instead of being so sad, it was better to let her go in peace.

Linlang took the medicine, her face was much better, and she leaned on the bed and closed her eyes to recuperate. Zhong Jiu went to the kitchen to boil water, it was now in front of the stove, and after enduring it for a long time, the tears finally couldn't stand it anymore and poured out from his eyes.

Finally came to an end, and his Linlang was about to leave him. Looking at the boiling water, his mind had long since disappeared. He suddenly felt that it was really boring to live, especially his beloved, and he wanted to stay away from him.

He was secretly hurting himself, when he suddenly heard a noise coming from the room. His eyes darkened, he took the kettle off the stove and ran quickly to the Linlang room.

As soon as I arrived at the door of the room, I saw Yejun holding Linlang and walking out. Linlang closed her eyes tightly, her hands drooping, and leaned crookedly on the shoulder of the Night Monarch. It seems that the situation has fainted, and I don't know if it was the Night King's doing.

Seeing Yejun, Zhong Jiu's eyes suddenly became cold, and his long sword immediately conjured up in his palm. He stretched out his sword and pointed at Yejun, and said coldly, "Put her down, I may be able to let you go."

Although Yejun was holding Linlang in his hand, he still looked leisurely, and smiled at Zhong Jiu's evil charm: "I hate others threatening me the most, if you let me let go, I will let go, then I will be faceless."

Zhong Jiu didn't want to talk to him anymore, saying that it was useless. He didn't hesitate to raise his sword and stab at Yejun, but considering that Yejun had Linlang in his arms, he was afraid that he would hurt her by mistake, so he only used less than fifty percent of his skill to make a sword.

Yejun hugged Linlang and dodged lightly. Even if he has strong skills and is holding a person in his hand, if he has a few more moves with Zhong Jiu, it will still be a little difficult.

Yejun took a few steps back and carefully placed Linlang on the bed. Then he slowly turned around and looked at Zhong Jiu with cold eyes: "You are waiting for her to die now, I have a way to save her, why do you refuse to let go?"

Zhong Jiu's brows tightened, and he said very suspiciously: "There is no cure for the Lost Soul Gu, how can you have a way to save her?"

Yejun laughed a few times, and I said in a mocking tone: ""If you don't give it a try, how do you know that you can't save it?" I'm not as self-defeating as you are. ”

Zhong Jiu was stabbed by his tone, and said coldly: "The owner of the Lost Soul Gu can't do it, you said you can, do you think I will believe you?" I know exactly what you want Linlang to do, she's a pawn in your eyes, isn't she? ”

Listening to Zhong Jiu's words, Yejun had a gloomy face and said coldly: "No matter what I take her for, I will not let her die." And unlike you, in order to achieve your own goals, even if you sacrifice her life, you will not hesitate. Your refusal to let go makes me think you're really ill-intentioned. Are you afraid that she will know what happened back then, and would rather let her die than dare to tell her the truth, and even brazenly say that you want to protect her, don't you think you think it's ridiculous? ”

Zhong Jiu was hit by him, and finally became angry, and stabbed at Yejun with a swing of his sword. The Night Monarch dodged sideways, pulled out the long black whip from his waist, and pulled it out with a wave of his hand. Zhong Jiu jumped and dodged, and Yejun whipped it to the table next to him, and the table fell apart at once.

The space in the room is small, and both of them are a little unable to show it. So they went to the courtyard, and the two stood on the roof, each occupying a corner. The wind blew the robes of the two of them, and in the silver-white night light, they looked like ink paintings.

The two fought against the wind, I don't know how many rounds they fought, and they were not up or down from each other, and they were able to draw each other.

The Night Monarch stood on the roof, took the whip, and put his hands behind his back. Seeing a touch of red drifting by in the distance, he hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled: "It seems that I can't take Linlang away today."

Zhong Jiu held the long sword in his hand and kept fighting at all times. He said coldly, "At any time, as long as I am here, I will not let you take her." You've already hurt her once, and I'm not going to allow it this time. ”

Yejun smiled disdainfully: "Really? If I really want to take her, do you think you can stop me? ”

Zhong Jiu frowned, not knowing the meaning of his words. He was puzzled and said, "Yejun, you are still as conceited as before, and with you being so conceited, I can stop you."

Yejun looked up and laughed: "I used to like to be alone and do things on my own. Now I've found a helper, and now I'm realizing that I can do more with less. ”

Zhong Jiu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly reacted, he jumped from the roof, took three steps and made two steps and rushed into the house. Linlang, who was supposed to be lying on the bed, is gone.

He was furious, and went out with his sword. Yejun was still there, and he laughed mockingly: "Are you too late to find out now, haha, I said that if you want to take her away, you can't stop me."

Zhong Jiu glanced at him coldly and said, "Where did you take her?" I warn you, I must not hurt her. ”

Yejun sneered and said, "I hurt her? I won't trick her. ”

Zhong Jiu gritted his teeth with hatred: "Let me ask you again, where did you take her?"

Yejun tapped his toes and flew away against the moonlight, and his voice came from afar: "Come and find it with your own ability, if you can find it, save her yourself."

Seeing Yejun disappear, Zhong Jiu's heart fell into infinite anxiety, he had never been so flustered. Yejun said that he could save her, did he just want to save her? There must have been other purposes, if it weren't for Yejun's bewitchment, Linlang wouldn't have made a big mistake, and she wouldn't have suffered like this.

He thought about it for a long time, knowing that he couldn't sit still like this, he had to find Linlang no matter what, whether she was alive or dead, she would accompany her, and he promised that he would never break his promise.