Qingyue opened her eyes, looked at the familiar room, and felt stunned, she came back for more than a month, and she fell asleep for more than ten days, and the injuries on her body had healed, but her heart was empty, as if she was missing a part.

During the time when she was in a coma, Qingyue had a lot of strange dreams, the City God Temple where she couldn't see her fingers, the terrible charm king, the cute child, hundreds of charms, the strange poor, and the hidden robbery that died for herself!

Qingyue sat up from the bed and looked at the familiar scene in the room, for a long time, she covered her face, tears flowed from between her fingers. Dead, Shushan disciples, Tianxin, Yin Zheng, and countless Jiangcheng people!

Since then, Qingyue has always been in a mess, sleeping most of the day, occasionally waking up in a daze, she is seriously injured and needs to cultivate for a long, long time, as for the charm poison, she has no charm in her body at all, her father said that maybe it is because of her physique.

learned from his father that he got the news that there was a charm king in Jiangcheng, and the whole city became a charm overnight, as one of the top ten families, he had the responsibility to protect the safety of the people, because he was looking for Qingyue, and it was relatively close to Jiangcheng, so he rushed to Jiangcheng overnight.

On the way, I met the elders of Shushan, and after some exchanges, I learned that they were also here for Jiangcheng, so they entered the city together. I didn't expect to meet Qingyue in Jiangcheng, when Qingyue was seriously injured and was already on the verge of death, he spent a lot of cultivation to save Qingyue's life.

As for Tianci, he was also seriously injured, but his physique was better than Qingyue, so there shouldn't be too much of a problem, and the Shushan elders took him back to Shushan to heal.

When the Charm Emperor and Qi Poor, Xu Ni and Elder Shushan entered, the two demon beasts were already dead, and they both died of injuries. Qingyue asked her father if he had seen the corpse inside, Xu Ni shook his head, saying that the inside had collapsed, probably because of the fight between the Emperor and Qiqiang.

The days are very dull, like a bowl of water, no matter how much you shake it, you can't make waves.

Qingyue's body recovers day by day, waking up in dreams countless times, and the terrifying scene becomes a nightmare. The dark night that haunted her.

At the end of autumn and winter solstice, the fallen leaves return to the roots, most of the plants and trees in the garden are in a state of decay, the flowers are withered and the chrysanthemums are in full bloom, the geese cross the lonely sky, the weather is cold day by day, and it is easiest to evoke bitter memories.

There is a pavilion in the center of the garden, simple and low-key, with a stone table and four stools, Qingyue dismissed the maid and sat alone in the gazebo, enjoying the autumn scenery.

There is a set of tea sets on the stone table, and the white mist slowly emerges from the mouth of the pot, which is fragrant and refreshing, filters out the floating dust, and occasionally gets clean.

The chrysanthemum stumble, the golden petals are like a gorgeous dress, just one glance makes people can't take their eyes off. The dwarf pines are verdant and green, untouched by the cold?

A yellow figure came running from a distance, and I saw her dressed in a yellow autumn coat, with snow-white skin, eyebrows like willows, fat white and beautiful, and long black hair like a waterfall, hanging down to her waist.

Qi Shan, a descendant of the Nangong family, one of the top ten families, is small and has a bad temper with Qingyue, few people like her, only Qingyue is friends with her. In the words of her parents, she is perverse and willful!

She jumped up and ran to Qingyue's side and sat down unceremoniously: "Qingyue, I heard that you ran out and suffered a lot, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay now, now my father and mother won't force me to get married! Is it a blessing in disguise?" Qingyue slowly poured a cup of tea for Qi Shan and pushed it in front of her.

Qi Shan slowly took a sip of tea: "Forget it." Tell me what you met when you went out. ”

Qingyue began to tell Qi Shan about her unbelievable experience in the simplest words, her face was slightly pale, and her previous expression was like two people.

After listening, Nangong Qishan joked: "I haven't seen you for a few days, and I am good at kung fu!"

"What I say is true, and there is nothing false about it. Besides, why did I lie to you?" Qingyue sighed, there were some vicissitudes in it.

"Okay, don't talk about these unhappy things, I'll show you something!" Qi Shan said as he took out a white bead from his arms and handed it to Qingyue.

Qingyue took the bead and wondered, "What is this?"

Qi Shan explained: "This is the pearl of the night, it will shine at night, I heard my aunt say that you are very afraid of the dark when you come back, and you don't have to be afraid of it at night!"

Qingyue was moved in her heart and said, "Thank you,"

"Who are the two of us!" Qi Shan smiled: "By the way, half a month later, the mountain sacrifice ceremony, the ten major families and the famous and decent families on the rivers and lakes are going to go, let's go and have fun together?"

"What is the mountain festival? I don't want to go, I want to stay at home!" Qingyue said helplessly.

"That is, you are lonely and unheard, the mountain sacrifice is the jurisdiction of the Che family, the feng shui is excellent, the most suitable sacrifice, so it is called the mountain sacrifice, the triennial mountain sacrifice ceremony, can be lively! I don't care, I want to go with you, anyway, your injury is healed early, it is also a good choice to go out for a walk, and it will set off in a few days, go and prepare. I'm going home! Qi Shan said, without waiting for Qingyue to answer, he ran away.

Looking at Qi Shan's distant figure, Qingyue sighed, and a smile appeared on her face again. Start playing with the pearl of the night.

The remnant sun is like blood, a day is like a shuttle, passing quickly, and after a while, the stars will quietly climb up the inky black sky. After dinner, Qingyue leaned down in the window and looked at the stars. The Night Pearl glows with a light green glow, and Qing Yue holds it in her hand to play with it.

As soon as he turned his eyes, he saw the blade on the dresser, which was the knife he picked up in Jiangcheng, Qingyue named it the blade, picked up the knife, came to the window to play, and his father ordered someone to make a scabbard that fit the blade of the knife.

When the scabbard was removed, the cold light was cold, and the hedron of the handle glowed faintly, but it was very faint. Thinking that day, this knife easily cut the iron chain that locked the poor, and it turned out to be a treasure knife that sharpened iron like clay. Qingyue tore off a hair, put it on the blade, and with a gentle blow, the hair broke in two.

Qing Yue inserted the knife back into the scabbard and began to ponder the spar on the hilt, the true qi in it was surging, as if there was a force rushing around. Stroking the spar, a strong force flicked Qingyue's hand away, her head was dizzy, and a picture appeared in front of her eyes.

In a huge stone chamber, everything is white crystalline, with iron chains vertical and horizontal, locking the central thing. When you look closely, it is a spar like a bright moon, about the size of a palm, with a shallow blue light.

The scene is reversed, and it is still this stone room, but the chains are completely destroyed, and the Taiyin Stone just now is nowhere to be found. There was a figure hanging in the air, dressed in a red dress, and his face was clearly exactly the same as himself.

I saw that she was surrounded by aura, and in the end, the aura was so strong that her eyes hurt. When I opened my eyes again, the woman in red no longer existed, and there were fragments of spiritual energy floating in the air, that person, dead?

The scene in front of me has become my familiar boudoir, what is it, who is the person who is very similar to me, is it my past life, or the future, or is it just like myself?