In the dust, Zhao Wangchen was dumbfounded, and his hands and feet were cold. It wasn't until Qin Xufei was extremely stupid trying to prop up his body from the ground that he remembered that his feet could move.

He rushed to Qin Xufei's side, only to see Qin Xufei's hair scattered, his face was covered with blood, and he was in embarrassment, Zhao Wangchen's face was also pale, and he stretched out his hand to try to help him up: "Lord Wang......"

Qin Xufei avoided his outstretched hand, just used his knife to support the ground, stood up a little shaky, and rudely wiped the blood on his face with his hand. This wipe drove the wound on the face, and the blood flowed more, mixed with mud and dust, and the more it was wiped, the more it was wiped, the more it became more and more flowery. He didn't notice it at all, he only laughed at Fang Qingchen: "This battle is at least a draw!" ”

Laughing hurriedly, he suddenly stroked his chest and coughed, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Lord, you ......"

"Leave me alone. I'm fine, I just pushed too hard and hurt my internal organs. These were also flesh wounds, not bones. You go and see Fang Hou. He is really out of control, and the internal injuries must not be light. ”

Zhao Wangchen was startled, and when he left him, he rushed to Fang Qingchen and helped him up.

Fang Qingchen's eyes were closed, and he didn't know what to do.

Zhao Wangchen wanted to probe his heartbeat and pulse, but his hands couldn't stop shaking.

"Lord Wang, how could Master be like this?"

Qin Xufei used the long knife as a crutch to borrow strength, and slowly approached: "He tried to use evil magic to treat the Emperor Taishang, but he suffered by himself and was eaten by the magic. ”

"Sorcery?" Zhao Wangchen remembered Xiao Xiaoyue: "Soul dementor? ”

Qin Xufei sighed and stroked his forehead, which was a little painful, knelt down, grabbed Fang Qingchen's wrist, and probed his pulse: "I don't know much about these evil methods. It stands to reason that evil techniques such as ecstasy and soul dementoring are used on crazy people, and they are purely looking for death. ”

Fang Qingchen's pulse was fast and slow, chaotic.

"If this kind of evil art is unleashed, if you can't control people, you will suffer from backlash. So the master of ecstasy. Always deeply connected to people's hearts. He is good at using skillful words or drugs to soften people's will and move people's hearts first. Then cooperate with the evil arts. Fang Hou is not a master of this way, he can't even break through Liu Heng's psychological precautions, but he tries to treat the emperor! ”

Qin Xufei couldn't help but want to get angry: "There is no one in the world who is more determined than a madman." Because they have no distractions, they are invulnerable! I understand Fang Houdi's painstaking efforts, but he knows that this is so, and he still brazenly performs the work, which is really too confused! ”

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Qin Xufei was right. Even Yao Guang, who had the deepest cultivation of soul dementorship in the world, would never dare to cast a spell on a madman, not to mention that his Qingchen's soul dementorship was really not very good.

He relied on his strong spiritual power. forcibly broke through Chu Ruohong's crazy and dull heart, and broke in.

Facing Chu Ruohong, he had no way out except to gamble on his life origin again.

The alarm bell rang in the depths of the small building, and many students were shouting to stop it. Idiot. Stupid, madman. Idiot...... The voices were messy and distant, and he only thought it was funny in his heart.

It seems that these words have always been used by him to curse others, until now. It was actually used back to himself, but it was also very appropriate. To be crazy enough to use this method, indeed, this is simply an insult to his intelligence.

It's not that Xiaolou's technology can't save a madman, it's just that strict school rules don't allow it. The classmate in the main control room is not unable to save a madman, but he can count on who to suffer for others.

Look, the fox in the small building is not the only one who is Qingchen, everyone has great wisdom, and he is just a little smart.

Fang Qingchen smiled.

No longer able to hear, no longer visible, in front of him is a heavy fog, endless, let his spiritual power be as sharp as a knife.

Breaking through the front, the fog closed behind him again.

One step out, another realm, dark night, streamers flying, thousands of stars.

In every fragment of the stars and the earth, it is him and him.

He met him, the willows were like silk, and the blue waves were in the pond.

He laughed with him, and the sun was like fire, brilliant as light.

He taught him to dance the sword, and his steps were clumsy and sweat was pouring rain.

He shielded him from robbery, and there was blood that touched his eyes, and was as bright as a flower.

Fang Qingchen closed his eyes.

Meteors, colorful, splashing and scattering, encircling him, circling him, crashing against him. A piece of starlight, a memory, a strong emotion. Thousands, thousands of joys and sorrows.

A thousand years in a flash, a thousand years in a flash. In Chu Ruohong's shattered memory, bit by bit, it was all him.

He clearly felt every bit of happiness he had ever had, but he also knew that these happiness had been turned into ashes, and only betrayal and resentment would last a long time.

Fang Qingchen opened his eyes, and his eyes were quietly cold. Letting the fragments penetrate his void, he searched intently, his eyes a little inquiring, a little detached.

Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed a piece of stardust, smiled slightly, his eyes fixed on the palm of his hand, and that little bit of light gradually expanded.

Or maybe he's getting smaller.

It is still a familiar garden, but there is an extra stone table and stone chair in the garden that did not exist, and they should be the gardens that belong to Ganning Palace.

The spring color is bright, the pool water is clear, and the willow silk

The colors of this world are bright and pure to the point of dazzling.

At the edge of the pond, under the willow tree, some people are dressed in white like snow, leaning on the tree and sleeping by the water.

The breeze carried the fragrance of flowers and leaves, quietly ruffling his clothes and hair. A few unknown flowers stuck to the placket of his clothes, and the hem of one side of his clothes was half in the pond, already soaked by the blue water.

The young man, with a smile on his face, sat beside him, casually playing with a grass in his hand, and spoke in a low voice to the man who had slept with his eyes closed, with indescribable joy and happiness in the corners of his eyebrows and eyes.

Fang Qingchen stood quietly at the junction of darkness and light, with a garden full of spring light in front of him and boundless desolation behind him.

This is the junction of reality and illusion, and in his life, there has really been such a beautiful spring.

Fang Qingchen slowly walked over and walked towards ...... So happy yourself.

The little boy gradually became a little tired between his eyebrows, and then, casually throwing away the grass in his hand, he naturally leaned on the person who would always protect him, and found a comfortable position between the person's chest, and then. Curled up in peace. Sleep.

Fang Qingchen quietly walked to their side and stared at the two of them quietly.

He never knew that he would have such a peaceful sleeping position and expression.

I don't know if I'm dreaming or not. Chu Ruohong muttered: "Qingchen, you have slept for a long time this time, when will you wake up." ”

Fang Qingchen was shocked. Suddenly woke up.

The young Chu Ruohong smiled slightly, and his expression was happy and satisfied. In his sleep, he unconsciously reached out and tried to hold the person next to him: "It's okay, I'll always wait for you." ”

"Qingchen, I'll talk to you, I'll wait for you, I'll always wait for you."

Fang Qingchen slowly closed his eyes.

That person. Not him.

He had never been so comfortable and happy, he had never been so peaceful and peaceful. Since he met Chu Ruohong, even in the happiest time, he always had an ominous premonition, several lifetimes and three lives. Repeatedly betrayed, even by those who trust others the most. He was always in the deepest part of his heart, waiting for the day of betrayal.

This is not reality, reality. No one is really going to wait for him all the time. This is indeed the illusion that Chu Ruohong created in his heart, the false illusion that trapped him firmly year after year.

He reached out and picked up the young man's small, still as he had been at the time of parting a few years ago, with a trace of growth, and met the young man's frightened eyes.

"Chu Ruohong! Wake up! How long are you going to sleep with him?! He won't wake up, he's dead! ”

There is no gentle words of comfort, no sincere persuasion!

He came back, but Chu Ruohong's Fang Qingchen was already dead! That Fang Qingchen will never come back to life!

He waved his palm, and the powerful palm wind passed by, and the white-clothed man who was sleeping against the tree immediately turned into smoke and dust, and in the blink of an eye, he was scattered in the spring breeze, and he couldn't leave even a trace.

Chu Ruohong! Wake up! The dead are dead, but the living must live!

The boy screamed, and the heavens and the earth collapsed in a scream of terror and pain, and in an instant the sky collapsed, and the flames rose, and the eyes were full of hellish scenes.

The ground under his feet shook and cracked, turning into a sea of fire, and Fang Qingchen cursed in a low voice.

He actually forgot that this world was Chu Ruohong's illusion, and every change in Chu Ruohong's mood would affect the whole world.

In this chaotic and ruined world, he soared and flickered, struggling, the whole sky was pressing against him, and the earth gradually had no place for him to stand, but he refused to give up, refused to let go!

Chu Ruohong! You wake up, wake up!

Chu Ruohong struggled hard in his arms, was his heart too chaotic, or in this conscious world, Chu Ruohong's strength would be far stronger than him, he loosened his fingers, and that small figure sank into the depths of hell below, and was engulfed by flames in a blink of an eye.

With a low growl, he lunged downward, scurrying after him.

Ruohong, wake up, wake up!

Fall, fall, sink, sink again. Ice and fire hell, layers of fire and cold, he cleared his mind and calmed his mind, and forced himself to keep his mind intact. All the pain is just something outside the body, and it's just a puzzle. Don't look, don't think, just stare ahead, just catch up with him, catch him, and forcibly take him out of this dream that he hasn't woken up for years!

Falling, falling, Chu Ruohong's figure is gradually impossible to chase.

Suddenly, he pressed his hand on the left side of his chest to the position of his heart, and the pain caused his whole body to shrink.

A grand palace, a glorious throne.

His voice was clear and peaceful: "Your Majesty, please watch the hearts of the ministers!" ”

His screams were crazy and terrifying: "Light dust! Please! Don't ......"

His smile was gentle and calm, and his eyes were frightened and desperate.

He reached out and broke his chest, bloody and gouging out his heart.

He overthrew the imperial case, which symbolized supreme power, and tumbled down from the high imperial steps.

Fang Qingchen pressed his heart, still reaching out, trying to catch the crazy Chu Ruohong.

Ruohong, wake up......

Chu Ruohong suddenly looked up at him, his eyes were crazy and painful, and the darkness was like a bottomless abyss.

The abyss swirled and spread, drawing him fiercely to devour him.

Fang Qingchen struggled, and struggled again

It was dark in front of him, and he fell powerlessly into the never-ending abyss.

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Zhao Wuchen hugged Fang Qingchen, nervous: "What will happen to my master?" ”

Qin Xufei carefully probed Fang Qingchen's inner breath and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay, he just suffered a very serious internal injury, and just now he was too exhausted, and he collapsed and suffered from internal breathing for a while. If I don't cut off his spells, the consequence will be that he will exhaust himself to death, and now, at most, he will only suffer a great loss of vitality. ”

Qin Xufei was secretly speechless in his heart, so mightily tossed for half an hour. This man has not yet exhausted his strength. If it weren't for him, he slashed away from the gaze. How long can he hold on to the evil art before he kills and mutilates himself?

He said. While searching for Chu Ruohong's figure: "How are you going to see the Emperor Taishang?" ”

Zhao Wangchen hurriedly rushed over and helped the person up to take a look: "I think I fell out just now and was too strong and fainted." It looked like a broken rib and some abrasions on the body, but it was fine. ”

Qin Xufei pondered for a moment and said, "How to deal with this matter, I'm afraid we have to wait for Fang Hou to wake up and ask his opinion before deciding." Now it is not to be quiet, and the palace must be isolated. The emperor's injury can't be delayed, you take him to the palace to rest, and then go to the pharmacy next to him to get medicine to help him heal his bones. These. You probably can. ”

Zhao Wangchen nodded: "I will, but...... Lord, you ......"

"I don't have to do anything, you go and take care of the emperor, and when the cooking is over, just find two clothes for me."

Qin Xufei looked down and saw that he was now unclothed. It's really impossible to see people when they show their flesh everywhere.

"Yes. I ......". Chu Ruohong spun around in place, looking around. Just don't go to the Ganning Palace.

Qin Xufei frowned slightly: "What are you doing?" ”

"Lord Wang, this ...... This...... The bones were gone...... If you don't find it back, the Emperor will wake up, how can you live in peace! ”

Qin Xufei stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows and sighed: "When the strength of such a force was pressed down just now, that bone was already broken......

Zhao Wangchen lost his voice and said: "What can I do about this?" That's the root of the emperor's life, the bones are gone, this ......"

Qin Xufei waved helplessly: "What should I do?" Cold! You go and deal with his injuries first, it's a big deal, and then give him a similar pair according to the original skeleton, he may not be able to tell the difference. ”

Zhao Wangchen was stunned for a moment, and finally didn't say anything more, and went to the hall with Chu Ruohong in his arms.

Seeing that the stupid kid was gone for a while, Qin Xufei sighed, bent his sore waist with some difficulty, helped Fang Qingchen to sit on the ground, moved behind him and sat down, stretched out his hand against the back of his heart, felt his exhaustion and empty internal dantian, and slowly transferred the only bit of his remaining pitiful true qi into Fang Qingchen's body, slowly, firmly, and a little bit to straighten out Fang Qingchen's scattered true power, guide the meridian and guide the source, and calm the heart.

When he couldn't mobilize any more true qi, he let go of his hand, and he couldn't sit steadily, almost fell headlong, and almost threw Fang Qingchen, who was still unconscious, to the ground. After hesitating for a moment, he adjusted his posture and leaned his back against the tree, allowing Fang Qingchen's body to support him on his own blood-stained chest.

Qin Xufei slowly lowered his head, and when he watched the first strong enemy in his life fall into his arms in such a helpless and weak posture, he had a very strange feeling in his heart. There are also more incomprehensions in the indescribable complex thoughts.

There were many words that he didn't say to Zhao Wangchen.

What kind of evil magic can cause such chaos and powerful energy? Ask yourself, although he has broken through this aura, if he wants to set up such an aura by himself, he is afraid that he will not be able to do it with all his life, and Fang Qingchen will do it completely unconsciously.

Such a powerful force, such a strange backlash......

With thousands of questions in his heart, he looked at Fang Qingchen fixedly, and couldn't take his eyes off it for a while. But he happened to see Fang Qingchen's lips move slightly. Said a sentence like a gossamer.

Although Qin Xufei's strength has been exhausted, his ears and eyes are still well-informed, and they are so close to each other, even if he has a soft voice, he can hear it clearly. However, he was stunned, and some did not believe his ears.

He hesitated for a moment, leaned over and leaned closer to Fang Qingchen's lips. Soon, Fang Qingchen was heard repeating what he had just said very clearly.

Qin Xufei was stunned for a moment, and suddenly sighed very deeply.