When Bai Hanyan's words fell, Yang Zhao's eyes began to panic, the fingers holding her neck began to tremble constantly, and even her voice became flustered: "You, what do you know?" “

Bai Hanyan looked at Yang Zhao's expression at the moment, her heart was full of sadness, I don't know if it was for Yang Zhao, or the woman who died in Bai Hanyan's arms on that winter day a year ago, she opened her eyes and wrung her anger: "The silk dress you sent over has stitches that were sewn before, and I saw that the stitches were fine and dense, obviously sewn by a woman's hand." ”

Bai Hanyan's gaze gradually fell on the robe that Yang Zhao was wearing. At this moment, he was not wearing a head-catching garment, but an ordinary wide robe, with the same fine stitches on it as on the robe that day that was torn by the white cold smoke.

She lowered her eyes, hooked her lips and smiled, with a hint of sarcasm: "Your lady must know that you want revenge, and she must have made the determination to die, so she sewed so many clothes for you in advance, but Yang Zhao, I didn't expect you to be really ruthless, for your so-called obsession, you can even give up your dear wife and children!" ”

Yang Zhao suddenly stumbled, took a big step back, and forcefully suppressed the heavy gasp in his chest, a trace of mist was released from his blood-red eyes, he lowered his hand and slowly leaned down, his body trembled, and after a while, a sinister laughter overflowed from his throat, and suddenly, the laughter became louder and louder, echoing back and forth in the stone room, making people's hearts full of sadness and resentment!

After a long time, Yang Zhao stopped smiling, raised his scarlet eyes, gritted his teeth and said: "I have no choice, I don't want to kill their mother and son, she forced me, no one in this world can stop me, only blame her for being too naïve, always forcing me with her own and her children's lives, I have been obsessed with more than 20 years, how can it be easily broken in her hands!" She can't, neither can the child, no one can stop me, the altar opens, my father's soul returns, everything can go back to before, back to twenty-five years ago......"

"It turns out that in your heart, this unwarranted sacrifice, the ethereal resurrection, is more important than your wife and children, Yang Zhao, you can even give up your loved ones, even if the altar is opened, what can you get back when your father returns, you are no longer a five-year-old child, and your father is not a merchant of the Qiluo clan, everything can't go back to the beginning! Even if you have completed everything, but the moment when your obsession is gone, at that time, you have nothing, family affection, love, and justice, what is the point of you living? ”

Bai Hanyan couldn't help but shout at him in a low voice, she really felt worthless for his wife, and also for himself!

"White cold smoke! You don't have to be cowardly, the current fate of my mother and my son was created by your father, and now it's time for you to pay off your debts! ”

Yang Zhao suddenly got up, and the hand that had instilled all the internal strength stretched out with all his might, strangling towards Bai Hanyan's throat, Bai Hanyan was already prepared, and he was able to dodge his attack sideways.

At this moment, Yang Zhao's eyes were blood-red, he had already lost his humanity, and he pounced in the air, he raised his right hand again, and his two fingers made a hook and mercilessly crossed Bai Hanyan's right arm, which was still unable to dodge, and suddenly, the placket of his clothes was broken and flying, blood was suddenly sprayed, and Bai Hanyan covered his arm with one hand and galloped back!

Yang Zhao didn't give her a chance to breathe, several consecutive attacks, a strong killing intent enveloped her, Bai Hanyan dodged left and right, fortunately, relying on her dexterity, for a while, Yang Zhao couldn't catch her.

Yang Zhao squinted at her, suddenly withdrew his hand, and sneered at Bai Hanyan's lips who retreated to the corner of the wall, suddenly, he spun and turned sideways, and a gust of wind shuttled through the stone room, the wide sleeves of his coat were shaking and fluttering, his robe was flying without wind, and a strange fragrance suddenly came out of his sleeve, like smoke and fog, and suddenly enveloped Bai Hanyan in it.

The incense rushed into the tip of Bai Hanyan's nose without reservation, her body froze, her thoughts paused uncontrollably, she froze in place, and she vaguely knew in her heart that it was Qiluo Flower, and Yang Zhao used the poison of Qiluo Flower on her.

Bai Hanyan felt a staggering back, leaning against the wall to barely stabilize her shape, a sweet and non-sweet smell filled the tip of her nose, her eyes began to dilute, trying to raise her eyes to see everything in front of her, but Yang Zhao's evil face lingered in front of her eyes, and the candlelight dancing on the wall shone on his body, making his robe and hair dyed a layer of blood red, just like the eyes he looked at her at the moment, as if soaked in blood.

Bai Hanyan knew that the righteous headhunter she knew, who was good and promoted evil, and often blushed and scratched her head, was gone.

A chaotic fear hovered around her heart, Bai Hanyan knew that the Qiluo Flower Illusion was dying in the Five Elements Law, how would she die?

Slowly, Bai Hanyan's pair of slightly raised and narrow phoenix eyes gradually closed, and a white robe suddenly swept over the corner of her eyes, she didn't see it clearly, and she was no longer able to raise her eyelids, and the whole person fell into a fog.

Looking around, she was in the mist, and the air still seemed to be so refreshingly sweet, as if, as if...... It seems to be the smell of agarwood.

Bai Hanyan's heart trembled, and she seemed to be held by a pair of hands, this is the taste that belongs to that person, so familiar, so greedy, which makes her heart soft and happy, and she can't help laughing softly.

"White Cold Smoke, White Cold Smoke ......"

Someone called her name behind her, Bai Hanyan stood in the mist and didn't look back, just let the smell of agarwood pull her steps forward, at the end of the mist, there was a shadow of a person in a trance, the shadow of her thoughts.

Bai Hanyan laughed again, she knew that she was now in the hallucination of Qiluo Hua, perhaps, she was going to die from this hallucination, but so what?

If it was before he died, he would have looked at her again.

"Cold smoke, cold smoke......" The vague shadow called to her softly, there is only one person in this world who can call her name so gentle, so good, can slowly open her heart like spring water, and penetrate into her heart.

It's him, and she's finally seeing him!

Bai Hanyan stood in place, using his hands to push away the fog, a man in a crimson robe stood at the foot of a black and abrupt mountain with his hands on his back, the soil on the mountain was soft, and a handful fell from time to time, Bai Hanyan thought that it was soil, she was probably going to be buried by the soil, but she was not afraid, because she had him beside her.

"I finally see you again."

As soon as Bai Hanyan took her mouth, tears couldn't help but welled up in her eyes, she had always thought she was strong enough, but since she met him, she found that she was just an ordinary and weak woman who wanted to be cared for by her lover in the palm of her hand......

Bai Hanyan choked: "Don't blame me, don't blame me, I lost you, it's me...... I can't find you anymore, so long days and nights without you, tormenting me very hard! ”

The face of the man in the scarlet robe in front of her was still in the fog, Bai Hanyan couldn't tell the difference, she couldn't help but try to open her eyes wide, shook off the tears in her eyes, stretched out her hands to him, and prayed: "Don't leave my ......"

"What are you talking about!?"

The voice next to Bai Hanyan's ear seemed to be angry, but she didn't care at all, she smiled and said: "I say again, don't leave me, I don't want to, you can't forgive me before you die." ”

"Hanyan ......" paused for a long time, the man in the mist slowly stretched out his hands to her, supporting her crumbling body, Bai Hanyan took advantage of the situation and fell into his arms, what a warm embrace, her eyes were still misty, but his embrace, warm and powerful, enough to make her intoxicated, Bai Hanyan also smiled contentedly, and gently called out the name of the person she had been thinking about for a long time: "Long Song ......"

Then, the earth collapsed, the darkness fell, the sky was overwhelming, and Bai Hanyan thought, all this will end like this.

She was tired, tired, and seemed to have slept for a long time.

When consciousness was restored again, everything around her became brighter, and the sunlight penetrated through the cracks in the bamboo curtains, shining on Bai Hanyan's eyes, and the warm feeling made her mind gradually return, it turned out that she had been poisoned by Qiluo flowers, and she was not dead.

Bai Hanyan couldn't help but pull her lips, her life was really big enough.

"You're awake." A low and old voice pulled back Bai Hanyan's empty gaze, she turned her head and saw a white-haired old man with a full face, standing in front of her soft couch, staring at her with a smile.

Bai Hanyan looked at him and frowned, with a hint of surprise, and asked him out loud: "You saved me, Qiao Chu asked you to come?" ”

As soon as the words came out, Bai Hanyan felt a sense of powerlessness fill her whole body, frowned tightly, and simply, she closed her eyes and didn't want to ask again.

"You girl, it's really different, I'm also your savior, if I come half a step late, your life won't be saved." There was a selenium smile in the voice of the endless old man, Bai Hanyan still didn't open his eyes, he just turned his head to the side, a tear filled his eyelashes, an illusion is an illusion, and the person in the dream is just an illusion after all.

The old man without a cliff leaned over and sat next to Bai Hanyan's soft couch, raised his white eyebrows and stared at Bai Hanyan's face, and said contemptuously: "Qiao Chu tried so hard to save you, but he didn't look at you feeling sorry for himself there. ”

"He just wants to continue to use me, and now I only hate myself, I can't even die, and I can't slash him, I can only be at the mercy of him in the palm of my hand, not like this, he is your apprentice, you should understand his character." Bai Hanyan closed his eyes and said lightly.

Hearing this, the old man narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "How do you know that he is my apprentice?" ”

Bai Hanyan's white lips hooked a hint of mockery: "Since he can know where you live, and can invite you out of the mountain, who else can he be if he is not your lover and close relative?" ”

When the old man heard this, he smiled kindly, but his eyes kept falling on the emerald green on Bai Hanying's wrist, and he suddenly smiled, and the two were silent for a long time.

Suddenly, before Bai Hanyan's consciousness was about to fall into a daze again, the Boundless Old Man spoke: "This bracelet on your wrist was given to you by Duan Changge?" ”