Tianfeng three years, the beginning of the New Year, the palace specially approved the next person to take a five-day holiday. Just as a dinner party was being held in the palace, the huge mansion was quiet, and the faint sound of Checesoso came.

West Wing.

"Xiaoqing, take care of your mother's package, don't run around." Su Xuewu squatted in front of the door and poked the little green snake's head with her hand. The latter nodded obediently.

She sprinkled oil with a wooden spoon near her home, clapped her hands, and lit the wooden door with the candle in her hand. Just when the weather was dry, the tongues of fire jumped very high together, burning all the way, making a "crackling" sound.

Su Xuewu carried the package on her back, put Xiaoqing in her sleeve, and went around from the winding path to the side gate of the palace, and was stopped by the guards:

"Concubine Niangniang, the prince has an order, the beginning of the year is not peaceful, and no one is allowed to leave the house for no reason." Su Xuewu frowned: What's not peaceful? He was clearly trying to find an excuse to trap himself in the house...... She stared closely into the eyes of the guard, who was stunned by the amber eyes, and quickly came back to her senses:

"Niangniang, don't be embarrassed......"

"Huh" Su Xuewu's eyes suddenly turned golden, and she hooked her lips and commanded softly:

"The West Wing is out of water, go quickly."

As if bewitched, the guard turned around in a daze, and muttered with a vacant gaze:

"The West Wing walks the water...... Finish. ”

Su Xuewu saw that the guard didn't pay attention to anything else, and ran to put out the fire, her heart was relieved, but she heard a cold and angry male voice behind her:

"The king's side concubine, where are you going so late?" Su Xuewu paused, and thousands of thoughts flashed in her mind in an instant, and after seeing Rong'er behind Yu Chixuan, a trace of understanding flashed in her amber eyes, and she looked at him calmly, pursing her lips and saying nothing.

It's that look again. Wei Chixuan's fists under his sleeve robe were clenched tightly: she looked as docile as a deer on the outside, but behind her back she acted perversely, and what she said was both true and false. How can she not let him suspect her? But now that the truth is revealed, she actually wants to leave the palace without saying a word?

"Susu, I'm sorry, I ......" Rong'er shrunk her neck and said, lowering her eyelashes in shame, holding a bag of gold leaves tightly in her hand behind her back, trembling slightly. Suddenly, there was a gust of wind in the air, and the pupils under the eyelashes were instantly dyed with a layer of blackness, silently.

He and her looked at each other silently for a long time, and Su Xuewu finally spoke, with a sneer flashing in her eyes:

"Your Royal Highness is really tormenting the people's daughter, the people's girl is just a wild girl in the mountains, and she is not worthy of the position of this concubine."

"Bury the identity of this concubine in this fire, and walk clean with the dragon bell flower...... What a plan for the golden cicada to get out of the shell! Yu Chixuan gritted his teeth and said.

"It's not like you've been caught by Your Highness." She smiled, raised an eyebrow and asked:

"So what are you going to do with me? Knock me into a dungeon? Or kill me? Xiao Qing in his sleeve couldn't bear the loneliness, got out, coiled on Su Xuewu's sleeve robe, hissed and spit red letters, and his big eyes stared at Yu Chixuan fiercely. The latter saw Zhu Yeqing, and suddenly smiled mockingly: The woman in front of him was born extraordinary, if it was the eyeliner sent by the prince, this poisonous snake alone would be enough to die tens of millions of times. He thought he was clever to be sarcastic about her before, but now that he thinks about it, it's really stupid!

He had mixed feelings in his heart, and suddenly grabbed Su Xuewu's wrist tightly, and said in a deep voice: "You...... Go back with this king first. ”

Su Xuewu just wanted to shake off his restraints, but when she saw Rong'er behind him who was devoured by black spells at some point, her pupils shrank, and before she could react, her body had subconsciously blocked in front of Yu Chixuan.

With a "bang", the golden light enveloped the two of them, blocking the black qi out. But the black spell seemed to be much stronger than before, and after several twists and turns, the golden light was able to draw with it. She felt a burning pain in her heart, as if an external force was hitting her chest hard, causing her internal organs to hurt as well.

She clenched her teeth, and her body suddenly surged into an internal force, causing the golden light to suddenly become stronger, strangling the black qi that was surging wildly outside.

A dagger pierced the air, was knocked down by Yu Chixuan with a sword, and fell to the ground with a "bang". He spun sharply and caught the supple body that had fallen defenselessly. A faint and familiar cold fragrance came, and his heart trembled.

"Someone, call the doctor!" The voice, which remained cold all the time, with a rare hint of panic, alarmed the dust floating in the air.

Su Xuewu dreamed that she and her master were sitting side by side in front of the cabin, watching Bai Cheng play with the small beasts in the mountains on the green grass. Suddenly, a black-robed man suddenly appeared behind Bai Cheng, holding a black iron ring in his hand, and slammed it on the head. She watched in horror as Bai Cheng fell to the ground as if unconscious, only to find that she couldn't move at all.

"Bai Cheng—" She yelled and turned her head suddenly, only to find that the master was gone.

The unwarranted fear that welled up in her heart prompted her to wake up from her dream, and cold sweat trickled down her neck. She has no desires and desires all her life, and she cares about these two people the most. I saw that they had an accident in their dreams, and their hearts were as flustered and empty as if they had leaked the wind.

Her head was still dizzy, and she glanced around a little blankly, catching a glimpse of Yu Chixuan sitting on the collapsed floor, and was stunned.

"You woke up, but what did you feel unwell?" He asked in a hoarse voice. She was in a coma for three days and three nights, and the doctor couldn't tell her why she was pulsed, which made him panic for no reason.

She shook her head, thinking of the dream scene, and struggled to get out of bed, but was pressed back to her place by Yu Chixuan:

"You're still sick, where are you going?" He frowned, a faint anger in his heart.

"Bai Cheng is in danger, I'm going to save him."

"There are so many of them, how can you be able to defeat them alone? You listen to me, drink the medicine, I know two friends of the four tribes, they can help you. ”

"Really?"

"Hmm." Yu Chixuan regained his faint expression, his slender fingers took the medicine bowl on the table, spooned it and handed it to her mouth, and said softly:

"Open your mouth." Su Xuewu was extremely cooperative, and her slowly drooping eyelashes cast a faint shadow on Ruyu's face, revealing a trace of calmness and obedience. When Yu Chixuan saw it, his heart moved:

"What's your name?"

She raised her eyes, hooked her lips and said:

"Su Pan." Yu Chixuan silently read it a few times in his heart, took out a small box made of black black wood from his sleeve, handed it to her, the latter took it in a blink of an eye, and after seeing the contents inside, he looked up at him in surprise, and suddenly said slowly and cautiously:

"Thank you." Wei Chixuan was a little caught off guard by her sudden thanks, glanced over ashamedly, and said:

"You saved me twice, and that's nothing." As he spoke, he stole a few glances at her without a trace, and stopped talking.

Su Pan had never seen him look so cautious, and said with a smile: "If you want to ask, just ask." ”

A trace of embarrassment flashed on Wei Chixuan's face, and he coughed:

"Your master, you look like you're only in your early twenties, how can you ......?"

"I've seen him like that since I was a child, and it hasn't changed for so many years. Perhaps, he is a half-immortal, right? Su Pan said lightly, Amber's eyes were extremely gentle. Yu Chixuan saw the smile on the corner of her lips inadvertently, like a warm sun on a winter day, it was a joy that people couldn't ignore.

"Tuk Tuk"

"Wei Chi, we're coming to see you." When he heard this, he twisted the corners of the quilt for Su Pan, and as soon as he got up, he listened to her:

"Is it a friend of your four tribes? Let me see you too. Wei Chixuan was stunned for a moment, and then said:

"It's fine."

Mu Ningjiu was dressed in red, strode in, and saw Su Pan half-leaning on the couch, his steps paused, his eyes flashed with strange colors, and then he turned around and muttered a few words to Shang Jin excitedly. Shang Jinfeng's eyes lit up, and he rubbed the delicate skin of his slender waist with satisfaction, leaned over and whispered something, and the two laughed on the side. Yu Chixuan twitched the corner of his mouth: These two people, I haven't seen each other for a few months, why are they still so crooked......

Over there, Su Pan looked at them curiously, wondering in her heart: she thought that the appearance of the people in the four clans was completely different from that of the Shenzhou Continent, but she didn't expect it to be the same.

Mu Ningjiu smiled kindly at Su Pan and poked Shang Jin, who received the signal and cleared his throat and said:

"Brother Wei Chi, I haven't seen you for so long, how about the two of us go outside the house and have a few drinks?" As soon as Wei Chixuan heard this, he knew that Mu Ningjiu wanted to talk to Su Pan alone, so he nodded and agreed:

"Okay, Brother Shang, please."

"Someone doesn't drink a lot, he looks at the ...... when he gets drunk" Shang Jin, who had just walked to the door, heard Mu Ningjiu's fluttering warning, and then laughed doggedly:

"Madame."

"Wei Chi, remember to leave me a few altars!" Mu Ningjiu smashed his mouth and added.

"Don't worry, you're indispensable."

……

The entrance is a blood-red, like a flower on the other side of hell, blooming in clusters, boundless, with a strong color of sadness and death.

Standing in a pool of blood was a boy dancing with a spoon, his pale but bony hand clutching a sharp knife, and the viscous blood dripping under his feet, but he didn't hear it. The smirk on his lips was as terrifying as Shura's.

He spoke, his voice deep, as if coming from far away:

"Look, what is the difference between human life and ants on the ground when human life is so short...... It is better to make them a beautiful work of art that will be preserved forever. ”

An incomparably beautiful voice came from behind him:

"Isn't this kind of scene beautiful?"

As if he had heard some joke, the man turned the handle of his knife and stabbed the sharp blade into his palm, and the smile on his lips did not diminish. He said:

"Superficial. The true art of death is to be a behind-the-scenes spectator and effortlessly watch them kill each other. And the root of it all...... "He let go of his hand, and the knife cut open the corpse at his feet with precision, revealing the heart.

"It's stupid human nature."

Kneeling behind the man, his tall body was suddenly folded into a surrendered posture, the man sneered, and the dead qi around his body was released in an instant, the heavens and the earth were discolored, and everything was ruined.