Outside the window, the sound of heavy rain was still noisy, and the sound was sudden, miserable, and troubled, as if the rain seemed to be held hostage by the wind, and it was impatient to rush to the gloomy nine secluded places, and the rainy night in the deep valley in the summer was like a cold winter.

Duan Changge on the bed instantly narrowed his dark eyes, the woman behind him was still clinging to him, but his pupils were fixed in the dark, and his eyes were full of indifference and distraction.

Just now, Duan Changge's mind was all taken away by the woman with a sad face in his heart, and he didn't even notice that there was a spirit ji lying next to him, which was not like him.

"I remember telling you that you weren't allowed to climb into my bed and go out, and I didn't want to say that a second time." Duan Changge's voice was absolutely clear in the dark night, and it came into Lingji's ears word for word, she was slightly stunned, her red lips were pursed, and she was a little aggrieved for a while: "Changge, this rainy night is too cold, the night of the Qiluo clan makes it a little difficult for me to sleep, Changge, I can't sleep well when I see you, do you want me to accompany you, isn't it?" ”

When the words fell, Ling Ji waited for a long time, but Duan Changge did not speak.

Ling Ji's words made Duan Changge's memory a little trance-like, remembering that in the past, he always relied on her bed and refused to leave, and he always slept very peacefully when he hugged her to sleep. And now, the damp and cold dungeon, coupled with such a cold rain, she is so badly injured, will her body survive?

Obviously he should hate the woman, but when he thinks of her heart, the pain in her heart is like being cut by a knife, which makes him extremely irritable.

Duan Changge raised his arm suddenly, and tore off the weak jade arm that Lingji hugged his waist, he sat up in the dark, leaning on the head of the bed half-sideways, the thin obscene clothes on his body were slightly open, revealing his strong porcelain white chest, and in an instant, the biting coldness of the night rushed up unscrupulously towards the exposed skin, making him tremble a little, Duan Changge's brows furrowed tightly, and his heart was uncomfortable with love and hate.

"Changge ......" Ling Ji pounced on him softly, feeling her approach, Duan Changge's body froze, and then he slowly closed his eyes, determined not to let himself be stuck in the past, and did not push her away.

Lingji immediately felt happy, and without being shy, she stretched out her soft arm, wrapped around his waist, and fell on his body delicately, her red lips couldn't help but rise, but she complained: "This rain sound is really annoying, and it makes people sleep unsteadily." Saying that, she chuckled and leaned towards her with a light waist and a soft waist, her slender hand followed Duan Changge's slightly open chest, moved upstream, caressing his tight muscles, seeing that Duan Changge did not resist, Lingji leaned over and pressed against his lips more boldly, for a moment, Duan Changge's slightly cool breath made her happy, and she became more and more unscrupulous, and in the next moment, her body was pushed aside by Duan Changge, the strength was so great that Lingji almost fell off the bed, Linglingji couldn't help but be stunned, tears in her eyes, and murmured: "Changge, you ......"

Duan Changge frowned, his handsome face had a touch of gloom, his eyes were slightly blue, his black hair was messily hanging from his shoulders, and the melancholy between his eyebrows was incomprehensible, he immediately slipped into the quilt, his eyes were full of sadness in the dark night, his mind was full of Bai Hanyan's smile when he was delicate, and his tears when he was sad couldn't get rid of it, he turned over suddenly, and Lingji, who was facing his back, said in a deep voice: "Sleep." With that, he closed his eyes.

Ling Ji bit her red lip and looked at his back, she knew that Duan Changge couldn't forget Bai Hanyan at all, her eyes were filled with strong hatred in the dark, but she was pressed down by her in an instant, obediently lying behind him, absorbing the warmth on his body, she told herself that Duan Changge was beside her, she was within reach, and she had time for him to fall in love with her.

Not in a hurry.

In the second half of the night, the cold dungeon was drenched in the humidity of the rain, and the rain was constantly dripping in the ventilation windows, and there was a faint but lingering rancid and damp musty smell in the air. Bai Hanyan's thin body hurt everywhere, blinked, bit her lip against the cold wall, let her body curl up together, hugged herself, kept a trace of temperature in her heart, her clothes were pierced by the rain and cold dew, cold to the heart, she shivered all over, the lights on the stone wall of the cell were exhausted, the darkness was like a devouring beast had swallowed her, plus the pain all over her body, her consciousness was also a little bit scattered.

In the blur, there seemed to be a little light suddenly floating in front of Bai Hanyan's eyelids, and her body seemed to instinctively absorb the light, which made her desire for life stronger, for a while, her sanity recovered a little, and she tried to raise her eyes, squinting her eyes to see clearly that outside the original cell, there seemed to be a small figure with a rickety figure sticking to the wall, in this unpopular cell, she stretched out a pair of thin hands, and lit the oil lamp on the wall.

Bai Hanyan saw the man's gray hair, which could be seen very clearly, she couldn't help frowning, squirming her white lips, and said, "Who are you?" ”

The voice of Bai Hanyan's exit was weak and subtle, like a mosquito and a fly, and even she couldn't hear it clearly, but on the corridor outside the prison door that was blurred by candlelight, the rickety old man suddenly turned his head to meet her eyes!

Bai Hanyan's eyes widened suddenly, the old woman's eyes seemed to be bloody, making people see the man-eating ghost in a trance, she laughed out loud, the voice echoed in the prison with a terrifying sound, the seeping person's scalp was numb, she moved her little feet, and walked towards Bai Hanyan step by step.

Bai Hanyan clenched her fingers, and in a blink of an eye she walked to the iron prison door, and the iron chain that locked the cell door with a flick of her sleeves was easily opened, and with a bang, it fell to the ground, her laughter was even louder and harsher, the old woman suddenly raised her little foot, kicked open the prison door, and the figure came in in a flash, standing one step away from Bai Hanyan, wearing a black mourning dress drooping, hanging her head slightly, picking up a pair of weird eyes, looking at Bai Hanyan directly, as if she would pounce at any time to bite off her neck.

At this moment, when death came, Bai Hanyan was not afraid, she raised her eyebrows and laughed, and murmured calmly: "Finally...... Are you going to die? ”

After that, she seemed to be relieved, breathed a sigh of relief, slowly closed her eyes, and waited for the approach of death.

Suddenly, the firelight flashed, Bai Hanyan's eyes lit up, she frowned slightly, opened her eyes and looked, and saw that the rickety old man was holding a lamp in his hand at some point, casting a dim light to envelop her in it, Bai Hanyan saw her appearance clearly at this moment.

Her gray hair hung messily on the side of her face, her eyes were sunken, her bones were as thin as wood, and her mouth spit out a cloudy breath, accompanied by a slight grunt in her throat every time she exhaled, a pair of cloudy eyes covered with gray eyelids, which were full of dead air, accompanied by a hoarse voice, Bai Hanyan heard her speak: "You are still here." ”

Her words made Bai Hanyan unpredictable, she couldn't help but sink her eyes, and asked, "Who are you, do you know me?" ”

The old man's eyes narrowed, as if he was smiling, and she said, "You know, you are here for him, and he is happy when you come, but someone should not be happy." ”

"What?" The old man's words seemed to be incompatible, so she couldn't understand it, Bai Hanyan wanted to stand up and ask again, but she only moved, and a sharp pain in her body was like a hot fire, and the flames seemed to burn into her bones, and she had to lean against the cold wall and gasp: "What are you talking about?" I don't understand. ”

"You don't need to understand, you shouldn't have come, you came to his life, a group of people will die, it's really not worth it." The old man's eyes were cold, and he gradually moved towards the cold smoke, and walked towards her step by step, his voice was eerie, as if the throat of a dead body that had been dead for many years was rubbing, and she said, "So, you go and die." ”

Suddenly, the cold murderous aura spread from the old man's body, Bai Hanyan suddenly gasped for pain, and there was a knife-like pain in the shoulder blade, and when he turned his head, he saw that the old man's thin palm had buckled her shoulder, and the knuckles like iron tongs went deep into the flesh and blood, Bai Hanyan looked at her sharply, and said: "You want to kill me, but before I die, you must tell me why you killed me, no, do you know my father?" ”

Bai Hanyan suddenly thought at this moment, maybe something must have happened to his father in the Qiluo tribe back then, and the so-called untrustworthy may be a conspiracy.

The old woman cracked her mouth and smiled weirdly, and said, "You don't have to know so much, the truth is with your father, go to hell and ask him!" ”

After that, she threw the lantern in her other hand, raised her hand like an eagle's claw and grabbed Bai Hanyan's heart, Bai Hanyan did not have a trace of fear, she smiled, slowly closed her eyes, death was near, she had some faint expectations.

It's just that the expected pain didn't come from her heart, Bai Hanyan frowned slightly, feeling that the fingers that were clasping her shoulders were still in the flesh, but the hand she originally grabbed to her heart stopped in front of her chest, she raised her eyes in surprise, just this glance, Bai Hanyan felt that her chest was in sharp pain as if it had been hit.

It turned out that Duan Changge, who suddenly appeared, suddenly reached out and grabbed the old woman's withered wrist, and through the window, there was wind and rain on his cheeks, and his snow-colored cloud brocade sleeves brushed on Bai Hanyan's cheeks, which was both cool and soft.

The old woman tilted her head and stared at Duan Changge, whose eyes were like blades, and was furious, and pulled down the fingers inserted into Bai Hanyan's flesh and blood, and pounced towards Duan Changge, he raised his eyes coldly, and the cold light suddenly rose, he jumped up, swept past her blow, raised his hand and raised his palm on her heart, the old woman was forced to take a step back by his palm, gritted her teeth and said: "Who are you, come here to meddle in your affairs, what, are you her concubine?" ”

"Concubine?" Duan Changge's snow-white robe floated slightly, he sneered and laughed, his laughter was full of disdain, he stood beside Bai Hanyan, she couldn't see his face clearly, but she heard his cold voice come into her ears word by word: "I used to be her lover, and now I am her enemy." This woman can only die at my hands, and no one should try to kill her. ”