The leader of the secret guard who was driving the car outside was anxious to hear this, but he didn't have anything to do.

had to quickly change to an inn, Gu Yuebai entered the room, sat on the clean bed, and had a few suppressed dry coughs.

The knife he was stabbed by Guiyan last time had been recuperating in the small courtyard, and Song Ji and her men were not allowed to come in.

Every day, I have to deal with some flying pigeons from the Chu State, and the doctor tells him not to worry too much, and I haven't seen him hear it.

He heard that after Lu Jingzhi and Guiyan left, he spent a whole night dealing with the matter at hand, but he didn't expect to have a high fever, so it was delayed for another day.

When he came to his senses, he rode his horse and came with a servant.

Day and night, I just want to see her early and be closer to her, even if the two of them have nothing to do with each other.

The leader of the dark guard appeared at the table and poured him a glass of water, "Master, if you continue like this, how can you take back the person you want when the time comes?" ”

"It's too late, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up." Gu Yuebai shook her head.

Maybe it's because of the illness, the whole person is a little unspeakably fragile, and even his tone is half soft.

The leader of the dark guard was sad and uncomfortable in his ears, and finally made a decision in his heart, "You will catch up, and I will let Xuanwu come up to take care of you later." ”

With that, he flew down through the window.

……

In the evening, Lu Jingzhi and Guiyan suffered an assassination.

After having dinner in the hall with Lu Jingzhi, Guiyan just returned to the inn room when he noticed that something was wrong.

She held her breath, gripped the hilt of Frostbloom's sword, her eyes sharp, and slowly walked towards the screen in the room.

When there were still two steps, a long sword suddenly stabbed out from behind the screen, and came straight to Guiyan's front door, and Guiyan took the frost out of its sheath and blocked the man's sword.

In one move, the screen was ruined, and only then did Guiyan see the person behind the screen.

Dressed in black and masked, dressed as an assassin.

The man was surprised when he saw Gui Yan's eyes, and the sword in his hand was loosened for a moment.

In the end, there was still fierceness in his eyes, and a sword in his hand stabbed towards Guiyan, who blocked it with a sword, and his arm suddenly ached under luck.

Seeing that the sword stabbed him in the shoulder, Guiyan snorted in pain.

The long sword was only half an inch into his body, and the man stopped exerting force, and after glancing at her, he frowned and drew his sword, and flew away.

Guiyan looked at the hole in his shoulder, and gritted his teeth fiercely in the direction the man left.

Suddenly, she frowned, covered her wound and quickly ran to the next room.

With such a big movement on her side, Lu Jingzhi and Jing Si didn't come over, and their side must be more dangerous.

Kicked open the door of the next room, the air exuded a sweet smell, Lu Jingzhi lay quietly on the bed, and Jing Si was nowhere to be seen.

Gui Yan sniffed carefully, there was a very faint smell in the air, and it seemed to be a little familiar to smell, but I couldn't remember it.

If it weren't for the fact that there seemed to be this smell in my memory, I am afraid that I would not be able to smell it.

The assassins who killed her just now were a wave of people, and they put the better main force on Lu Jingzhi's side, and even the drugs they used were different.

After walking to the side of the bed in a few steps, Lu Jingzhi's eyebrows and eyes were calm, his hands folded on his abdomen, and the whole person was as if he was asleep.

But in such a state, Guiyan became more and more afraid.

She slashed her wrist with a sword, and her lips were pressed to contain a mouthful of her own blood, and her blood-stained lips were gorgeously red and pressed towards Lu Jingzhi, slowly sending this mouthful of blood to his mouth.

Tearing Lu Jingzhi's white clothes and bandaging his wrists, Guiyan gently put his fingers on Lu Jingzhi's pulse.

The pulse was steady and strong, and I didn't feel anything unusual at all.

But Lu Jingzhi didn't wake up, and he didn't wake up until dawn.

Guiyan sat on the edge of the bed, opened her eyes wide and didn't sleep all night, and at dawn, she fed Lu Jingzhi another mouthful of blood, but ......

Completely useless!

Xia Qingyan's blood, like her blood, can calm the beast, but it can't cure all poisons.

Jing Si disappeared, Guiyan supported his body with his sword and stood up.

She quietly looked at Lu Jingzhi, who seemed to be sleeping peacefully on the bed, holding Shuanghua's hand, the green tendons protruded, and finally glanced at him again, and rushed downstairs.

Her steps were resolute, and her eyes were full of murder.

Inside the inn, Gu Yuebai had just finished breakfast, and Xuanwu sent the utensils down.

Gu Yuebai took the handkerchief and wiped it lightly on his mouth, suddenly moved, and his body quickly moved to the side.

Frost stabbed again, and the long sword burst through the air, bringing out the infinite coldness.

One sword and one sword, without hesitation.

The wound on his shoulder collapsed, Gu Yuebai's face changed slightly, and when Guiyan stabbed him again, he turned around and held the sword in his hand.

The blade of the sword slashed through his hand, and blood flowed down the bloodline, and not a drop fell on the ground.

Only his hands, dripping with blood.

His peach blossom eyes were full of pain, as if he was hurt, and as if he couldn't believe it.

All kinds of intense emotions trapped in his eyes, and those eyes became deeper and deeper.

"Guiyan, you want to kill me?" Gu Yuebai asked.

He felt a pain in his throat, and a dryness made it hurt even more when he said a word.

Gui Yan's eyes were cold, and the hand holding the sword moved forward again, slashing across Gu Yuebai's hands and poking him in the chest.

The placket at the tip of the sword was dyed a little red, and Guiyan spoke, and his tone was three points of murderous intent, "Antidote!" ”

The corners of Gu Yuebai's mouth twitched slightly, with a bit of irony, "What antidote?"

Guiyan's strength was a little bigger, Gu Yuebai snorted sullenly, and let go of the hand holding the sword.

The flesh and blood in the palms of the hands rolled up, and the blood dripped down.

He still had the same smile he had just done, "I don't know. ”

Guiyan raised her eyes to look at him, her eyes were red and bloody, and her eyes were a little terrifying.

Guiyan suddenly lowered his head and smiled, and slowly pulled out the frost that stabbed into Gu Yuebai's body, and the frost blossom sword body was white and flawless.

Gu Yuebai's body trembled, her palms clenched into fists, her expression was calm and unwavering, but a little bead of sweat oozed from her forehead.

Slowly, the corners of his mouth raised a mocking arc, and the shock and pain in his eyes disappeared into a cruel indifference.

"Why, don't you know your own poison?"

Guiyan didn't speak, and looked at him with a cold face.

"Scattered dust and smoke, the poison you developed yourself, there is no cure." His eyes were cold, and his tone of voice was cold.

Guiyan only felt that his heart was beating hard, that kind of nervousness and fear.

The bones of her hand holding the sword are white, and the memory of the original owner tells her what the hell the dust smoke is, and she also knows that this poison is really incurable, at least Xia Qingyan didn't develop it herself.

"Finally, let me tell you a change, your Xia Qingyan is dead, and the one who is alive now is Lu Jingzhi's Guiyan."

Floating like a dream, vanity into smoke.

She glanced at the wounds on his body and the bloody hands hanging at his sides, and turned away.

No more words.

Gu Yuebai watched her back disappear, and a black shadow suddenly appeared behind her.

Gu Yuebai's face was pale, but his eyes were very gloomy at the moment, he turned around and slapped the person in the face with his intact palm, the black masked cloth fell off half, and fingerprints quickly appeared on the white face.

Song Ji clenched her fists and completely removed the mask from her face, revealing a peony-like face.

There was moisture in her eyes, but she was still stubborn and did not admit defeat, and looked at Gu Yuebai fixedly, "If you want Lu Jing to stop dying, I will let him not live, what are you unhappy about." ”

Gu Yue laughed angrily, the blood stains on her chest continued to expand, "You don't want him to die, you want Qingyan to never come back, what you want is never for me to be happy, for her to die!" ”

His eyes were fierce, "I told you a long time ago, don't touch her!" ”

Song Ji raised her head and smiled bitterly, bitterness spreading in her eyes.

Xia Qingyan! Xia Qingyan!

He will always be her in his heart, happy for her, sad for her, hurt for her, and hurt by her.

He has her in his heart, and he thinks about her, and she can always hurt him!

But......

"Gu Yuebai, the Xia family is shattered, and when Xia Mu'an dies, you should know that you will never be able to go back." She looked at him earnestly, with pity and a calm mockery in her eyes.

As soon as this sentence came out, Gu Yuebai felt as if she had been immobilized by a spell, and the expression on her face was a little stiff.

After a long time, he smiled slightly bitterly and hooked the corners of his mouth, and then slowly, the corners of his mouth were smoothed out, and his expression became cold.

He looked at Song Ji, his eyes were also cold, as if such a beauty was not a living thing in his mind at all.

Song Ji was a little stunned when she was looked at like this, but she still reluctantly looked at him, looking at his side face as cold and hard as a blade, and then she heard him say, "You go back, go back to Yueguo, Xuanwu stays by my side, I will stay here for two more days, and you will go back to deal with your mistakes." ”

Song Ji glanced at the wounds on his body, his eyes were a little hesitant, Gu Yuebai's eyes suddenly had anger, and he slammed the teapot on the table to the ground, his eyes were a little cold, and he said coldly, "Go!" ”

Song Ji was shaken by him, hurriedly took a step, but stopped again before going out, leaving a sentence, "I'm waiting for you!" ”

The tone was quite soft.

Xuanwu had been guarding the door for a long time, and nodded slightly after seeing Song Ji.

Song Ji looked at him and left a sentence, "Take care of your master." Then he covered his heart, which was a little swollen and painful, and turned away.

Her heart hurt terribly, and it was so sore.

Because she knew that even if he Gu Yuebai couldn't let go of Xia Qingyan anymore, he had to let go of her, the most important thing in his life was revenge, and Xia Qingyan was just a stepping stone on his thorny road.

Now that the thorny road was halfway through, he could not walk back on it for a stone that could never be recovered.

Even though he was willing to walk back for her, she would never come back.

And as long as he is no longer nostalgic, she Song Ji will definitely let him Gu Yuebai's heart be her, full of her.

She won't turn her back on him and won't let anyone spoil them.