Wei Yuchu answered, nodded to Feng Lingyu and went out.

Wei Yuxuan, who was outside the door, didn't enter the house, but just said to Feng Lingyu 'rest in peace' and left.

Feng Lingyu lay on the bed, thinking carefully about where to go next.

The broken hair on the forehead danced softly a few times and fell, and the ground was sprinkled with mottled bamboo shadows, swaying slightly with the wind, intoxicated.

A few gray-black sparrows stopped in front of the window, combing their feathers and chirping from time to time.

Slowly, the person on the bed closed his heavy eyelids and fell asleep.

I don't know when, there was suddenly a figure outside the window, the whole body was shrouded in black, only a pair of cold and blood-red eyes were revealed, and the slender pale fingers were gently grasped, and the corpses of several sparrows fell under the window.

As soon as Feng Lingyu opened her eyes, she was greeted by a pair of eyebrows that were as warm as jade.

"Awake?" There was a faint smell of ambergris in his voice.

Feng Lingyu was very excited at the moment, and even her voice trembled a little: "You, when are you okay?" ”

He suddenly held Feng Lingyu's hand lightly, his brows furrowed deeply, and his face was full of concern: "In order to save me, I have suffered you, girl!" ”

The corners of Feng Lingyu's eyes were slightly wet, he called me 'girl', these two words had never heard Liang Yirao call since he was expelled from the school, and now he heard it again, making Feng Lingyu feel like bathed in a gentle spring breeze, and that cold heart gradually thawed.

But at this moment, suddenly the picture changed, and the gentle man actually stabbed her with a green sword without hesitation, resolute, ruthless, and ruthless.

Until the cold blade was stained with her blood and pierced her heart.

That indifferent smile with infinite hatred made Feng Lingyu fall into the cliff in an instant, and her heart was like ice.

The throat seemed to be blocked, but the pain was unbearable, and there was a sudden noise, Feng Lingyu sat up, and two lines of tears hung on her face.

The night was late, and the bright moonlight shone on her, adding to the infinite chill.

The dazzling light made her unable to open her eyes, painful, unspeakable pain, and when she really woke up, she realized that it was just a dream, a dream on the verge of reality, real and terrible.

Feng Lingyu comforted herself silently, but that picture still flashed clearly in her mind, which made her heart ache: Will there be that day? Will it? No、、、 no、、、 she shook her head desperately: "No, no, no、、、 no, I will never allow it, I will never allow it, I will not allow it!" ”

A cool breeze blew, she seemed to have found something, and she didn't care about the pain on her body, and came to the window in a hurry: "Who?" ”

The wind at night seemed to be stronger, and the bamboo leaves were intertwined with each other, which was originally a crisp and pleasant sound, but in Feng Lingyu's ears, it was as hoarse and ugly as a saw.

Just now, someone was obviously outside the window, but he was addicted to a dream and was negligent.

Thinking of her, a palm wind, hit the bamboo forest outside the window, 'Kacha' a few times, a group of green bamboos broke their waists, but still no one was seen.

At this time, with the retraction of the palm wind, the corpses of several sparrows were bounced up and landed on the edge of the window, Feng Lingyu pinched the sparrow's belly, which was hard, like a stone.

"Frightened to death?" She snorted coldly a few times, brushed off these corpses, and there was a slight ruthlessness in her eyes: "Okay, you dare to calculate me, you are really impatient, Li, you are getting bolder and bolder?" ”