A cold glint flashed in Luo Ke's eyes, and he said coldly: "It's better to ask for others than for yourself." ”

The weaver woman hissed, only hesitated for a moment, and then nodded very firmly.

Because it seems that there is really only one way left for them at the moment.

"It's just that, Senior Brother, it is said that the caster of the Red Death Technique requires extremely high cultivation, and the cultivation of you and me is still too thin. ”

Luo Ke pondered for a moment and hesitated: "At the moment, there is only one way to try." ”

Weaver nodded, and the two of them looked at the scroll together.

It's just that the words on the scroll are simple and illegible, and under the dim green light, they become even more illegible. Although she could recognize most of the words on the scroll and turned a few pages repeatedly, she could not understand the mysteries.

"Senior brother, what do you mean by 'Huiji Zhongtong, close each other everywhere'?"

But seeing that Luo Ke didn't make a sound, his brows were tightly locked, and he just looked like he was in a trance.

In the middle, she wanted to ask many times, but she saw Luo Ke staring down at the scroll, as if the whole person was trapped in the pages of the scroll.

What "into the dream of Osiris, around the coin of Danatus, the dismantling of the spirit of Ze, Mu Gu bronze lion," all kinds of strange spells, but she didn't understand a word.

Senior Brother Luo Ke has always been a playful and active person, not to mention reading books, even when the master asked them to practice basic spells, it was difficult for him to settle down. If it weren't for the fact that he was naturally intelligent and quick to accept things, he would not have been able to stand out among his disciples.

Now, when Weaver thinks about it, it seems that she has indeed never seen Luo Ke so serious.

In this way, she didn't ask any more questions, lowered her head to herself, and looked again. Don't you know that this book is really difficult to understand, and the weaver woman turned a page, a whole page of the book, and she still couldn't read a field.

She was helpless, so she could only hand over the entire book to Luo Ke to read alone, and she didn't dare to turn the book again.

It's just that about a stick of incense has passed, Luo Ke suddenly raised his head and said, "That's it now." ”

"How's it going?" Weaver Po was surprised in her heart, and when she looked up, she saw Luo Ke's face with a gloomy expression, which was very strange.

Before he could answer, he saw Luo Ke suddenly rise up and stretch out his palm, which turned into a knife in mid-air.

The hand knife, extremely brisk, seemed to be casual, inadvertently unleashed, Weaver Po only felt that her eyes lit up, when she realized that Luo Ke's hand knife came out, it was already too late, so she had to snort and fall down.

After that, the weaver woman no longer remembers, but in the chaos, she heard a woman's cry for help. This was followed by a noisy footsteps and Mu Xiu's loud shouts.

Her ears heard, but her body could not move at all, but she was so sleepy. No, the ground was too cold that day, and she was overworked, but after lying down for so long, the Weaver Po contracted severe typhoid fever, and in this way, she fell asleep for a whole winter.

After that, she never saw Roco again.

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Thoughts travel to decades ago, and the events of that night, familiar things, and fragments of life are intricately laid out in the depths of her memory. It's as if those people and things haven't dissipated yet, and they are still in front of us.

It's just that the snow is as heavy as that day, and it seems that the island of Bitter Woe has never appeared again. Thinking of this, Weaver Mother seemed to have the appearance of Senior Brother Luo Ke in her mind again.

She raised her head and glanced at the short, hateful-looking man in front of her, frowning, suddenly stood up, and said, "You can never be Senior Brother Luo Ke." ”

The man seemed to see through the Weaver Woman's mind and smiled silently.

"Senior Sister Man, I don't want to go back to the bitter cold night, if I come again, I will choose ......"

"So what?" interrupted the Weaver Po, who felt a heart-piercing pain in her chest when she heard "The Bitter Cold Night" and "Choosing Once".

The man's face was silent, and he said in a calm tone: "If I knew that this was the end of today, I would never have taken that risk that night, and went with you to save Guqi, even if it was to let Guqi die, it would not be a pity." ”

As soon as the man's words fell, he only heard the sound of "sand" around him, and the thick circle of deadly silver threads around the man fell to the ground in a slump. The hand that Weaver had just cast the spell raised slowly drooped, and there was not a trace of sound in her throat.

At this time, she finally believed that the person in front of her was really Senior Brother Luo Ke.

"Senior Sister Man...... Why are you crying......"

The weaver woman didn't know why, but she felt a lot of pain in her heart, and tears fell from her eyes.

"Brother Roko, how did you become like this?"

Luo Ke's eyes were still silent, without a trace of ups and downs. After listening to the words of the Weaver Mother, she suddenly burst out laughing.

The laughter was full of gloom, desolate sorrow, and a hint of bitterness of compassion. There was a huge amount of internal energy in that laughter, and the laughter swirled around the entire weaving forest.

Desolate, desolate, such a melancholy emotion filled everyone's ears, Weaver Po only felt a tightness in her heart, and Shan in the room heard this laughter, and only felt a dull pain in her chest.

Jacob, who was lying on the ground, felt nothing but pain in his eardrums. The weaver woman's "threading and leading dreams" are only the paralyzing time of a stick of incense, and he is weak-willed and has been intoxicated in nightmares for a long time. At this moment, under the pressure of such a violent internal force, his mind gradually cleared up.

Jacob only felt that the sound at the base of his ears seemed to escape from the dead silence of the moment, and then became clearer. When he heard the laughter, he was so sad that he felt depressed in his heart, and it also brought back the memory of the death of his parents.

He wanted to stand up, but he felt that his body was still numb and could not move at all.

The laughter was heard in the ears, and with the autumn wind, the fire maple leaves on the ground hovered from the ground to the sky, like countless fire butterflies, dancing.

His laughter suddenly stopped, and he said, "Senior Sister Man, the way I look now is precisely because of the events of that night, thanks to the master, thanks to Guqi, and also thanks to you?"

"By me?" said the Weaver Po in surprise, "Why did you give it to us?" Brother Luo Ke, after so many years, you just told me the truth, where did you go after that night?"

"I went to save my brother. ”

"Nonsense!" Weaver shouted, "Senior Brother Luo Ke, you still have to lie to me until now." Senior Brother is the master united the power of the elders that night, how can you save the life? With your cultivation, how can you save the senior brother? That day, you stunned me, stole the 'heavenly longitude and latitude' and ran away. ”

Luo Ke smiled sadly and said, "You and I are both insiders, but you still have to believe in these sanctimonious people?"

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