Thinking like this, Gu Gesang's pace couldn't help but speed up, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, Da Ji Zhongyuan originally followed her pace, but he didn't expect her to suddenly walk faster than herself.

"I didn't expect Zhang Ke to be so important in the hearts of his wife, and this king is going to be jealous." Da Ji Zhong Yuan said dissatisfiedly.

He's not going to be jealous, he's already jealous.

"Huh?" Gu Gesang obviously didn't react, she had been thinking about what Achai had said to her before. He has only been haunted by ghosts for eighteen years, but Da Ji Zhongyuan has been stolen and has been asleep for more than three hundred years.

She couldn't help but caress his empty chest, there was no half-minute heartbeat in it, "Is it cold?" She asked, more like asking herself.

"It's not cold," Da Ji Zhongyuan smiled like a child after hearing this, "Madame's hands are very warm. ”

Gu Gesang's brows were still deeply locked after hearing this, Da Ji Zhongyuan stretched out his broad palm, and his slender middle finger and index finger smoothed the small hills wrinkled together on her blown-out skin, and said, "If Madame is unhappy, this king will not be happy either." Madame should smile more, this king likes the way you get up first. ”

Hearing this, Gu Gesang laughed out loud like a silver bell. She didn't want him to worry, she didn't understand her own goodness, and now she remembered it all in her heart. Nothing is more important than holding a loved one's hand and walking together.

"What else are you doing here?" As soon as he stepped into the jade underground palace, he was interrupted by a cold voice.

Gu Gesang looked up, but Da Ji Zhongyuan stopped him behind him, even though he was the son of a ghost god, he also felt the rapidly rising temperature here, and this icy power was directed at the two of them.

Ah Chai jumped out at the right time, turned into a warm little black cat night light, and got into Gu Gesang's arms, coupled with Daji Zhongyuan's intimate coat on the left and right, she suddenly felt not so cold.

A white-haired woman was lying on the edge of the pool decadently, holding a dead branch like a hosta in her hand, muttering to herself, "Let's go, it's good to go, let's go......"

"Blue Crane?" Gu Gesang, who was tightly wrapped, poked his head out from behind Daji Zhongyuan and asked the woman in front of him.

She is still dressed in red, with long hair that reaches to her waist, but the color of her hair has changed, and the whole ghost feels extremely decadent.

This is...... What happened?

In fact, without thinking about it, Gu Gesang can roughly guess that it is related to Zhang Ke, Qinghe's heart is all about him, and only the person she loves the most can affect her thoughts.

When Qinghe heard his name, he was stunned for a moment, turned around and glanced at the visitor, his brows furrowed.

"It's you, why are you back?" Her tone was not good, and it seemed that she was not the same person at all as if she had just said "Little girl, I like you very much". Oh no, it's the same ghost.

"...... is she" asked Qinghe, she would definitely not answer, so Gu Gesang turned his head and asked Daji Zhongyuan.

He uncharacteristically did not pursue Qinghe's great rebellion, and said in a cold voice, "This is your own fault." ”

"This king has long said that with your current body, you can't touch Zhang Ke at all, but you just don't listen to this king's advice and insist on doing so, your body has been counterattacked, and even your life is afraid that there is not much left." Da Ji Zhong Yuan's voice was serious, quite with the majesty of a ghost and god.

Gu Gesang listened to it but was desolate, just longing to touch his beloved, and he was about to be punished so much, isn't it a little too unkind? In the final analysis, the mistakes made by Qinghe should have been paid off a long time ago.

"So what?" Qinghe struggled to get up from the ground, her whole body leaning against the wall made of jade walls, gradually becoming transparent, and she smiled bitterly, "Even so, I still have no regrets. I loved him, and he loved me, maybe you're right, it's me who is too obsessed, so I want to open it now. I returned what he gave me, and now I don't owe anything to him, which is good. ”

She gasped for breath, as if she was suffering a great deal of pain, "After so many years, I have survived, are you still afraid of this backlash?" ”

Although she stubbornly held on, fine beads of sweat appeared on her head. Da Ji Zhongyuan said that ghosts generally don't sweat, and their body structure is different from that of people. And a lock spirit like a green crane will only sweat in times of extreme pain.

Seeing the unbearable expression on Gu Gesang's face, Daji Zhongyuan rubbed her hair and said to Qinghe in an undeniable tone, "This king has no time to take care of your affairs. It's just that seeing you in such pain, the princess of this king really can't bear it. If you want to thank you, thank the princess for her generosity. ”

Da Ji Zhongyuan stretched out a hand, and there seemed to be a black ghost fire in his hand that was gradually burning, and as the flames gradually dissolved, it ate into Qinghe's body little by little. She screamed, as if in great pain, but in less than a few minutes, the white hair on her head returned to its normal color, and her entire body became no longer transparent.

Da Ji Zhongyuan still looked down at her with a calm and calm appearance, and when Qinghe came to his senses, he hurriedly thanked her, "Thank you, Your Highness, princess." ”

Gu Gesang shook her head, and when she saw Qinghe return to her original appearance, a smile spread on her face again. Da Ji Zhongyuan nodded with satisfaction, changed his look at Gu Gesang's tenderness and sweetness, turned his head to Qinghe and said solemnly, "Although this king has helped you, your soul can no longer withstand any corrosion, if there is a next time, this king will not be able to save you." ”

"Yes." Qinghe lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Now that we've said that, let's get back to business. Gu Gesang asked, "Qinghe, where is Zhang Ke now?" ”

"I don't know." Qinghe said lightly, but there was obviously hatred in his tone.

"You don't know?" Da Ji Zhongyuan's pupils narrowed dangerously, "He's not with you?" ”

"In fact, I let him go." Qinghe sneered, "He still can't think of me, even if I leave him here, it won't help." I want to open it, he doesn't remember me, he doesn't remember me, and I also gave him the hosta, and from today on, the two of us don't owe each other. In the years I waited for, I only thought I was stupid and owed him. ”

Gu Gesang frowned after hearing this, "However, Zhang Ke didn't come back, and besides, he was revealed to be missing." ”

"What?" Qinghe's eyes widened in disbelief, "I obviously let him go......" She raised her head and looked helplessly at the two people in front of her, "Why, you don't believe me?" ”

"No, we just need you to get to the bottom of things." Da Ji Zhong Yuan said lightly.

Lockspirits generally have the ability to restore real scenes, but they also need a certain medium, and this person must be inextricably linked to her. And what remains of Zhang Ke is Li Rang's soul, and he has been thinking about it by Qinghe for thousands of years, and it is very easy to cast a spell.

Qinghe also understood what Daji Zhongyuan meant, and she nodded, indicating that she could. Gu Gesang was still a little worried about Qinghe's crumbling body, but Qinghe promised with a smile that he was fine, and now it was the most important thing to determine Zhang Ke's safety.

Even if Zhang Ke forgets Qinghe, in her heart, as long as he is in danger, she will always be the first to stand up.

It's just that Zhang Ke can't find out. Maybe it's because Qinghe's heart can't let go of her love for Li Rang, even if it's just a soul without memory, she can be loved by her.

The red sleeves of the blue crane swayed lightly, and a light white cloud gradually appeared in front of him, and a huge clear stream seemed to be hidden between the clouds and mist.

The crane's body gradually became transparent, as if it merged into the clouds, turning into a hurricane and blowing it away.

Gu Gesang and Da Ji Zhongyuan seemed to be gently lifted up by something, and when they reacted, they found that they were still standing in the same place. Gu Gesang felt that it was very magical, she looked up and disappeared the shadow of the green crane, and the clouds and mist in front of her were gone.

And Da Ji Zhong Yuan was still standing behind her as always, and his unique coldness came from his shoulders.

"We are—" Before Gu Gesang could finish speaking, Da Ji Zhongyuan replied to her with a smile.

"This is a mirror image of Senro."

"What is a Senluo mirror?" Gu Gesang listened energetically, I don't know if it was because she didn't finish reading Zhilei's book, but she didn't have any impression at all.

"It's a bit like a spirit gossamer, it's what Qinghe experienced before, but it was revealed to us with her consciousness." Da Ji Zhong Yuan replied.

"Wait, it should be almost time to start."

"What? That's-" Gu Gesang looked ahead suspiciously, was it Zhang Ke, and Qinghe?

"Grandma, I beg you, let me go."

It's Zhang Ke, he's pleading with Qinghe? Begging her to let herself go?

The scene suddenly changed, it was Qinghe who handed over the hosta to Zhang Ke, gritting his teeth and emphasizing that he would never see him again.

"Let's go." She closed her eyes and said viciously.

"What?" Zhang Ke held the hosta in his hand, surprised and delighted, and heard that Qinghe, who had been stalking at the beginning, was now suddenly going to let him go, and his heart moved, and he was a little incredulous.

"I'll let you go, I'll count three, and if you don't get out of the way, I'll kill you. In your life, you don't want to leave this dungeon alive. ”

"I'm going to get out, I'm going to get out right away. Don't be angry, you're old. Zhang Ke quickly stepped back with a sneer, for fear that a careless crane would regret it.

It seems that Qinghe really let Zhang Ke go, could it be that it was really the ghost of Dajie Chenyi?

"Wait," when Zhang Ke turned around and was about to escape from the dungeon, Qinghe dodged, his sleeves turned into ropes, and he was firmly restrained. Zhang Ke was unstable, his head hit the wall, and he rolled on the ground in pain.

"You, you don't count. You, you said you let me go, and you regretted it. Zhang Ke glared at Qinghe angrily, and after seeing her suddenly cold face, he quickly closed his mouth.

Qinghe lowered his head and wanted to touch the wound on the top of his head, but Zhang Ke hurriedly avoided it.

"What are you doing?"

He looked at her vigilantly, and said in his heart: It's really a cat crying mouse fake compassion.