The cold body made Lu Xiaonan tremble instinctively, and he moved his hands and feet, it turned out that he had really entered the corpse, and he couldn't help but feel angry.

Emperor Jing smiled, "This emperor gives you seven days to complete your obsession, remember that there are only seven days!" Seven days later, you will be the main soul of the Emperor's necromancy. ”

After speaking, the Mirror Emperor broke through the air, leaving only Lu Xiaonan frowning and thinking.

This body is very compatible with him, as if it is his body, although he is still a little disgusted in thought, but the body at this time is much more real than before, is it true that he has been dead and has been in a soul state, and at this time he was beaten into the dead body by the evil young Mirror Emperor, and borrowed the body to return the soul? What about your original body? What about those friends of their own, will they guard their corpses and float a big cup to wish themselves a good journey? Especially Su Lin's little girl, will she cry heartbroken? I'm most afraid of this little girl's tears.

Lu Xiaonan moved his stiff body, and after a long time, those joints gradually obeyed the instructions of his brain, and he gradually became familiar with this body.

The trauma to this body was too horrific, especially the scar on his throat, which almost cut off his skull, and the cold, sticky blood blocked his trachea, making it difficult for him to breathe. He couldn't help but scold that evil young man named Emperor Jing, didn't he let himself die again immediately?

He tried hard to use his fingers to detain the blood in his trachea, straighten his head, and tear off a piece of clothing to bandage, but a large amount of blood gushed out at the slightest movement, and what made Lu Xiaonan even more painful was that the pain suddenly appeared at this time, and the tearing pain made him almost faint, if it was fainting, it would be fine, but his soul was always awake......

"Hehe, does it hurt?" Emperor Jing didn't know when he appeared in front of him again, "Remember this pain, you must hate the person who gave you pain, and make them repay it double, and repay ......them with ten or a hundred times more pain than this pain."

"Fuck you, that's the pain you give me!" Lu Xiaonan scolded angrily, but all that came out of his mouth was ho-ho.

Emperor Jing laughed, his smile was very sunny and bright, but in Lu Xiaonan's eyes, it was more hateful than a demon.

"Okay, okay, looking at the way you look now, it seems that you are very dissatisfied, then let me attach your head to you." Emperor Jing grabbed his head and frowned, "The wound is really deep, and it really takes a lot of hands and feet to pick it up, but anyway, you are going to die, so the emperor will make it difficult, just make it simple, you can guarantee that you will survive for seven days." ”

The Mirror Emperor took a box and opened it, there were all kinds of needles and threads inside, his fingers groped among those needles and threads, and finally selected a silver needle that was ten centimeters long, and his fingertips had dark blue light overflowing to wrap the silver needle, and then sutured the trachea, blood vessels and meridians extremely quickly, and the skilled means did not know how many people had been trained in stitching.

It took a quarter of an hour for the Emperor Jing to complete the suturing operation, and then he took out a pill and crushed it and sprinkled it on the wound, a faint fishy smell wafted, and after a while, the neck was already intact in appearance.

"Perfect!" Emperor Jing clapped his hands, snapped his fingers, and a stream of water fell, washing his hands, "Although it is just a simple stitching, but the emperor has always paid attention to perfection, although you still have to die in the end, but this suture operation is enough to go down in history, and the emperor is really a little reluctant to let you turn into a corpse in seven days......"

Lu Xiaonan opened his mouth to scold, but he couldn't make the slightest sound.

"You want to scold the emperor, right? It's okay, scold, you only have seven days to live anyway, but ah. The mirror emperor smiled evilly, "But, you can't speak for the past seven days, hehe, how to have a tryst with your little lover, it's all up to you, hehehe......"

Lu Xiaonan watched the Mirror Emperor disappear again, but there was no way, just staring at the place where he disappeared hatefully, and there was no way to crush his teeth.

Sitting down, grabbing a handful of black sand, leaking between his fingers, he could feel the strong obsession in this body, it didn't want to leave its soul in a distant foreign land, turned into a speck of dust in the desert, he was unwilling, there was still unfinished business behind him, and the promise to a person was not fulfilled, Youyun, the name that he couldn't forget even if he forgot who he was......

Lu Xiaonan frowned, perhaps under the influence of this body, he felt that this obsession was somewhat familiar, and at the same time, he could also feel that there were many other memories in this body's sea of consciousness, but at this time, it seemed that they had been sealed by the owner of the body with special means, and he did not want outsiders to peep.

Lu Xiaonan was a little helpless, but in the south, in the direction of the Central Plains, he had to go, not only to complete the obsession of the original owner of the body, but also to find a way to go back, the Central Plains, there should be more opportunities there than in the desert.

According to the direction guided by obsession, seven days is too short to go south, and it is simply impossible to cross thousands of miles away.

"Hey, boy, the emperor is here again."

The sudden sound startled Lu Xiaonan, and when he looked up, the Mirror Emperor was staring at him with an evil and cool face, he was speechless for this absolute master, the Mirror Emperor, like a ghost, scared to death.

"The emperor is old, easy to forget, he left in a hurry just now, and forgot to mark you, such a good necromantic main soul, if it is robbed by others halfway, it is not good, and it will take a lot of effort." As soon as Emperor Jing said, he raised his hand and there was a blue six-pointed star that was imprinted on Lu Xiaonan's forehead, and it instantly melted into the flesh and blood.

Lu Xiaonan felt a burning pain, a pain that penetrated deep into his soul, so he couldn't help but roar and glared angrily at Mirror Emperor Nan.

The corners of Emperor Jing's lips curled evilly, "For the sake of you being the emperor, the emperor is happy, so I will give you a ride." ”

The Mirror Emperor pushed towards Lu Xiaonan with both hands, and a blue light enveloped him, and then said, "Go ahead!" ”

Lu Xiaonan felt like he had traveled through time and space, and he traveled thousands of miles in an instant, but when he passed through the Great Wall, an enchantment suddenly appeared out of thin air, which was the Kyushu enchantment, preventing foreign demons from entering Huaxia, but the blue brilliance outside his body made a slight contact with the Kyushu enchantment, as if it resonated, and passed smoothly.

When Lu Xiaonan woke up from dizziness, he was already standing under a mountain, the mountain was extremely high, majestic and steep, there were clouds wrapped around the mountainside, according to the memory of that obsession, this mountain is called Kaiyang Mountain, the Tianchi on the top of the mountain is the mirror lake, far through the gap between the clouds, you can see the blue lake reflecting the morning glow of the colorful colors, connecting with the sky, and the rainbow, dazzling beauty.

Standing at the foot of Kaiyang Mountain and looking up, the trace of obsession seemed to be extremely excited, and even the footsteps with the body staggered a little, Lu Xiaonan took a deep breath, feeling full of joy, three years of torment intertwined in the chest ups and downs, all the fatigue was swept away at the moment when he was about to see his lover, deep breathing, trying to suppress the inner turmoil, all thoughts turned into bubbles flying in the sky, lest it would be broken at a touch, lest this be just a distant dream.

Lu Xiaonan shook his head, wanting to expel a memory that was not his own, but the thoughts in his mind were already confused, and he couldn't tell whether it was someone else's memory, his own experience, or his own ......

The steps leading to the top of the mountain were paved with bluestone, and at this time it seemed so long, and the steps were filled with a faint morning mist. In the quiet empty valley, there are large blooming phalaenopsis orchids everywhere, butterflies and bees of various colors flying in the thin light curtain, and everywhere is the vitality of the quiet spring.

This is Youyun's favorite flower, the blue with a hint of purple, like a butterfly waving its thin wings. At this time, Youyun should be sitting among the flowers and stroking the piano, three years, can you add a little grievance between your eyebrows? How much sorrow do you have?

Smelling the rich fragrance, his fingers trembled and stroked the petals that were still with a little morning dew, closed his eyes, and two lines of tears slipped down for no reason. It's not that a man has tears and doesn't flick, he is confident that he has changed a lot in three years, and he is no longer the kind of cowardly bookish boy who feels sad and sad, but in the end, three years of parting thoughts and sorrows, three years of dust and frost, just want to cry for no reason, only the throbbing of his lover who is about to see.

"Ah, who are you?" Just as he was falling into his memory, a timid voice interrupted his thoughts, "This is the forbidden place of the Imperial Worship Qu family, people who are not elders of the Qu clan and above can't come here, you poor beggar go quickly, this is not a place for you to come, if the patriarch knows, it will be very troublesome......"