readx;? In the minds of the old Jinan people, Wulong Pond is a "Divine Pond", with an indescribable aura, which echoes the "Divine Mountain" of Thousand Buddha Mountain. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoSince ancient times, there has been a legend in Jinan that "there is a shrine under the Five Dragon Ponds", but it has never been verified.

"Let's go, get out of here. Sang Qinghong reminded again.

We walked up the stairs and soon arrived at the hall on the first floor, and after a few steps, we stood in the sunlight of Jinan City.

The sunlight was extremely dazzling, and I stumbled under my feet, and was hugged by Sang Qinghong.

"How are you, can you hold on?" she asked with concern.

This was the first time I had seen this woman in the sunlight, and her appearance was somewhat familiar, including the tone in which she had just spoken.

"Let's go, let's go to the map, we must prevent the Jade Rakshasa from chasing after us. She said.

We turned right from the hall and passed through a long corridor almost blocked by wisteria roots, and turned around to enter the second floor of an old building.

This is a picture of Shanda, but it is the dark side of the old building, and few students turn here.

We entered a small conference hall that smelled of old books, lifted the curtain covering the sofa, and sat down for a short rest.

In fact, I've been secretly observing Sang Qinghong. Even an ordinary person with no knowledge of thaumaturgy knows that it is always impossible for illusions to be seamlessly connected to reality, and it is impossible for the characters in illusions to enter the real world without obstacles. Otherwise, our world would have been overcrowded.

Sang Qinghong once appeared in the illusion of the official aunt's private house, and she couldn't break through the illusion at that time, but now she can't.

"What are you thinking?" Sang Qinghong broke the silence.

"I was thinking, what a fool I am. I smiled wryly.

"What?" Sang Qinghong frowned.

She has dark eyebrows, long and curled eyelashes, and every blink seems to be a curtain on the stage that rolls up silently.

"I feel like a fool, entangled in a lot of incomprehensible things, the old ones have not been unraveled, and the new ones have come back to me. Maybe only a fool would fall into such a predicament, right?" I stared into her eyes.

A smile flashed in Sang Qinghong's eyes: "All the fools in the world are ignorant and happy, and they will never waste time and energy to think. A person who says he is a fool is usually a smart person, because he knows how to summarize and is good at reflection. ”

In the midst of her eyes, I suddenly figured out who she was.

"You're not Sang Qinghong. I just reminded her succinctly and didn't go on.

Sang Qinghong remained silent, but the smile in her eyes became deeper and deeper.

She is very beautiful, it is a classical, elegant, calm, and arrogant beauty, which is completely different from the girls in Jinan.

As the old European proverb goes, it takes three generations of hard work within a family to create an aristocracy, otherwise it can only create a nouveau riche.

According to this statement, no matter how the girls in Jinan City draw their eyebrows and eyes, cut their faces and augment their breasts, they can only dress themselves up as nouveau riche, and they are beautiful and have no connotation. And in front of her, she has an irrefutable aristocratic temperament, not just three generations of extravagance, but a royal style that is different from any girl.

"I'm not Sang Qinghong, who am I?" she finally couldn't help it.

"I know who you are when I smell the scent in your hair. You probably also understand that no matter how a person's face is put on makeup and how her clothes are matched, the fragrance on her body and hair cannot be changed. No two leaves are the same, and no two girly scents are exactly the same. I replied lightly.

She grabbed the hair that was hanging from her cheeks, put it on the tip of her nose, and sniffed it gently.

"Like...... There was no fragrance, only the bloody breath of Gu worms. She then woke up, "You lied to me, you can't actually smell the fragrance, you're just lying to me?"

Of course I'm lying to her, if she is Sang Qinghong, no matter what others say, she will stand still and let others analyze it.

"I was too careless. She let go of her hair, her eyes showing a slight anger, "If it weren't for the Jade Rakshasa chasing too quickly, I would have played this scene well until the battle was over." It seems that you are not a fool, but a smart person who pretends to be stupid. Of course, this also confirms a point I made a long time ago, that you are not stupid or stupid, but you are bound by reality, and once this bondage is opened, you can soar into the sky. ”

Her eyes were fixed on me as she said this, as if judging my reaction.

I shook my head: "Forget it, don't put gold on my face." I'm not as powerful as you say, it's only because you left too much impression on me in the old mansion on Qushuiting Street that I can tell your true identity at this moment. So, I just made a mistake, your Japanese illusionist sect has the best camouflage skills in the world, and you have done it perfectly, so you don't need to be sad about this little failure. ”

She leaned forward and stretched out her hand again: "My real name, Ming Qianying, the fifth generation disciple of the Mt. Fuji Phantom Opera, please Mr. Xia for more advice." ”

I took her hand, just nodded, and said no more.

Frankly speaking, illusionists and Gu alchemists are all branches of the thaumaturgical world, and there is no distinction between superior and inferior, and there is no distinction between good and evil. The Chinese are disgusted with the witchcraft of the Miao people, but they worship and miss the Jade Rakshasa only because she once sacrificed herself to kill Japan's national fortune and was a glorious and great martyr for the country. If you just look at her identity as a Gu alchemist, I believe that many people will still stay away. Therefore, it is difficult to say that the Gu Alchemist is a thaumaturgical school that represents truth, goodness, and beauty, and besides, the way of "Gu Alchemy" has been stuck with evil and ugliness since the first day it was born, and it can never be shaken off.

As for the illusionist school, if it hadn't been born in Japan, and if there was not such a deep gap between China and Japan, then maybe the illusionist would become the most popular thaumaturgical school in the country. Everyone in the world is drunk, drunk, and willing to sleep forever in a beautiful dream, and even take drugs in order to pursue this illusion, burying their good youth and bright future in drugs. If illusionists are popular in the real world, then many people are bound to stay away from drugs and live happily in the illusions created by illusionists. In this way, the faction of illusionists is not so hateful, hateful, and hateful.

"I didn't mean to pretend to be a ghost in front of you, the reason why I did this is because only in this way will the Jade Rakshasa be fooled. All I did was to lure her out and kill her with one blow. Ming Qianying said calmly.

She stared at me with gentle eyes, a faint smile on her face, and a large dimple floating on each cheek, like the Japanese beauty who used to be popular all over the world when she was young. It's a pity that time has passed, time has passed, and the actress has been exposed to a drug abuse scandal in recent years, and the image of the jade girl collapsed and was shattered.

As a Chinese, morally speaking, I should help the Jade Rakshasa fight against Ming Qianying.

Our ancestors have long taught that when foreign aggression invades, our generation should put aside internal strife and hatred, share the same hatred and hatred, and unite with the outside world.

"Why do you want to tell me the real purpose?" I asked with a wry smile.

"Because I don't want to lie to you anymore. Ming Qianying held my hand and refused to let go, "Mr. Xia, if I start a war with the Jade Rakshasa, who will you help?"

I couldn't answer because she was looking at me so tenderly, I couldn't give an answer to help Jade Rakshasa fight her.

In the old house, she scattered cherry blossoms in the sky, and it was a very romantic beginning. It's just that at that time, the door of my fate had not yet opened, and I didn't know that everyone would be able to meet here.

"The cherry blossoms are beautiful. "I didn't answer the question.

"Miaojiang also has flowers, and Miaojiang's flowers are also very beautiful. If two flowers were placed side by side, who would you choose?" she asked persistently.

I shook my head: "Cherry blossoms are the national flower of Japan, so I can't worship foreign flowers." ”

She asked again: "If I were not a cherry blossom, but the most common flower on the land of China, would you choose me?"

I was a little hesitant, her eyes were so sincere, and if I rejected her, she would definitely be hurt.

"He will never choose you, because your assumptions will never be true. Another woman's voice rang out in the doorway.

I was amazed and delighted, because it was Chu Chu's voice. For a moment, I seemed to have been immobilized, and my neck stiffened, and I didn't dare to turn around to look at the door.

Chu Chu has already left, and I am afraid that if I look back, all I get is full of disappointment.

"I'm not Sang Qinghong, and you're not a Jade Rakshasa either. Ming Qianying let go of my hand and stood up.

Chu Chu's voice continued to sound: "Since it is the ultimate battle between the Gu Alchemist and the Illusion Master, what does it matter if you are Sang Qinghong or not, whether I am a Jade Rakshasa or not? After this battle, the grudge between the Gu Alchemist and the Illusion Master will disappear forever, and no one will mention it again." ”

"Okay, let's let the hundred years of grievances and grievances end with us!" Ming Qianying laughed on her back.

I struggled to get up with a couch armrest, then turned to the door. Suddenly, my throat choked, and the word "Chu Chu" was blocked in my heart, and I couldn't scream.

It was Chu Chu who was standing at the door, but she was not Chu Chu who was seriously injured and fell to the ground, covered in blood, but a brand-new Chu Chu in a black shirt and long hair flying.

I was a little confused, but when she walked towards me step by step, I subconsciously opened my arms to meet her.

"Big brother, I'm back. She approached with a tearful smile, tears streaming from the tips of her eyelashes.

At that moment, I was speechless, because I found that Chu Chu had always been in my heart, and I was not far away because of the assassination. She has firmly occupied a part of my heart that I may never forget in this life.

Intellectually, I want to think of her as a sister, but emotionally, I can't do it at all.

"Big brother, I miss you, every second I separated, I miss you like crazy......" Chu Chu burst into tears and threw himself into my arms.

I hugged her thin body with all my might, and I wanted to hold her all the time, protecting her with all my heart and soul from the slightest injury, let alone the ghost-faced long knife. If there is a storm coming, I would rather become a shield myself, cover her, protect her, and make her no longer cry and cry again.

"Big brother, I want to live in your heart forever and live with your heartbeat. Every time it beats, I call your name lightly. In this way, my life and your life will live together, no matter how many reincarnations we go through, they will all be together, and no force can separate us......" Chu Chu whispered in my arms.