She deliberately said it again by name, expecting him to be moved when he heard the name. But no, he still didn't even raise his head, and he didn't look at her the whole time.

"What would happen to her if she had a little more excitement, you say?" Yeli turned his head to look at Rong Qing, his expression a little excited.

"What do you want to do?" Rong Qing looked at her angrily.

"Don't worry, even if she commits suicide in this illusion, she will still come out alive!"

Yeli raised his hand and waved, and a blood-colored smoke rose from the picture, and when the smoke dissipated, it was another scene.

When the moon is in the sky, the bamboo forest is shining with faint candle flames.

Zhaoli lay on the couch, and through the curtain he saw the candle flame in the outhouse flickering, and there was a slight wheezing and whispering sound from the other end of the room.

Zhao Xuan was as uncomfortable as being scratched by a cat, she had never heard this kind of gasp, but for some reason she knew that her mind was full of pictures of Rong Qing and Jinlan entangled together.

She clenched her hands, her nails digging into the flesh of her palms, but she didn't feel the slightest pain in her palms. There was a sharp knife in her heart, stabbed in the same position one after another, and this pain was like a wave, wave after wave, wave after wave, so that she could not save herself and fell into a dead loop.

As the wheezing grew louder and louder, she finally couldn't take it anymore and got up and rushed out the door, running towards the hot spring behind the house. She remembered that there was a hot spring behind the house, and when Rong Qing had a cold poison attack, they soaked in that hot spring together.

But when she ran to the hot spring, a thick mist shrouded the hot spring so that she couldn't see the stones by the pool. She took a deep breath and walked in to see that the mist had dissipated faintly, and two figures in the pool were entangled.

That's Rong Qing and Jin Lan!

The moonlight was dim, but she could clearly see the droplets of water on Rong Qing's forehead, and see his skin burned red by the hot spring breath.

It was eerily quiet, and she could clearly hear the wheezing sound, like a magical sound that could not be dissipated.

Chizhong Rongqing and Jinlan hugged each other without an inch, their lips intertwined and inseparable, so forgetful that they seemed to be unable to see Zhaoli by the pool, as if there were only two of them in this world.

"Enough! That's enough! ”

Zhaoli was shocked by the scene in front of her, and her heart ached, almost making her breathless. She turned and ran like crazy towards the courtyard gate, stepping barefoot on the cold stone road.

But the wheezing sound still followed her like a shadow, and no matter how fast she ran, she could never shake it off.

Come on, there's the lake ahead.

She ran to the lake and jumped into the icy water without hesitation.

It was as silent as death, only the icy water of the lake kept pouring into her mouth and nose, and a miserable white hand came from the depths of the dark lake and grabbed her neck.

She struggled for a long time, and her vision gradually blurred. Are you dying? It's good to be dead! You don't have to hear that voice when you're dead!

Just as she was about to lose consciousness, a powerful force behind her pulled her out of the water. After coming out of the water, she breathed heavily, and before she could calm down, the scene in front of her changed rapidly.

The lake was gone, and she was still standing in the house of the bamboo courtyard, and Jinlan was standing in front of her, looking at her with a smile.

"Miss Feng, do you like Rong Qing?"

She approached slowly, and the domineering Zhao Li took two steps back and slammed into the bamboo table behind her.

"Why don't you speak?" Jinlan got closer and closer, almost touching her face.

Looking at each other, Zhao Xuan panicked, and she didn't dare to admit that she liked Rong Qing. Obviously, this Rong Qing only had Jinlan in his eyes, and he didn't want to look at her at all.

"You like him!" Jin Lan's expression became hideous, and she looked at her fiercely, as if she was going to eat her alive: "I saved your life, but you want to snatch him!" ”

"It's not... No, I didn't..."Zhaoli explained in a panic, leaning back, unable to support it for a moment and falling on the bamboo table.

"You have!" Jin Lan pressed her hands on the bamboo tables on both sides of her body, almost lying on top of her, and looked at her fiercely: "You want to snatch him!" But what you can't snatch away, you're just my shadow, a substitute! ”

"It's not... I'm not a shadow, I'm myself... I'm Feng Zhaoli! ”

She dodged Jinlan's eyes in a panic and turned her face to the side, but she saw Rong Qing standing in the courtyard looking at her, her eyes were colder than the lake water, and she couldn't help but shudder.

She pushed Jinlan away hard, staggered out of the door, ran to Rong Qing and hugged him: "Rong Qing, look at me, I'm Zhaoli!" Look at me..."

"Chop off her hand!" Jin Lan stood in the middle of the room, looked expressionlessly, and threw a sword from the room.

The sword landed on the ground in the courtyard with a crisp sound.

"Nope! No... Rong Qing, I'm Zhaoli... I'm Feng Zhaoli..."She hugged him hard and shook him, tears pouring out of her eyes like a flood bursting the embankment, blurring her vision so that she couldn't see his face clearly.

"Rong Qing, kill her!" I don't know when, Jinlan stood behind Rong Qing, stretched her head over his shoulder, and said in his ear.

Zhao Li was very close to collapsing, looked at Rong Qing's cold face in horror, let go of the hand that was holding him, and took a few steps back.

"Don't..."

The sword on the ground was in Jinlan's hand again, she glanced at Zhao Li, smiled and looked sideways at Rong, and handed the sword in her hand to him.

Seeing Rong Qing slowly walking towards her with a sword, Zhao Li took several steps back in a panic until he hit the wall of the bamboo house, and there was no way back.

She looked at Rong Qing in despair and opened her mouth, but she didn't know what else to say.

The sword stabbed straight into her chest, like a sword stabbing her in the heart. She didn't feel the pain, and fell to the ground with a crooked body, watching the blood gush out of her chest and onto the ground.

A bamboo leaf slowly fell from the air to the ground, and she struggled to raise her eyes to look at Rong Qing and Jinlan standing side by side in the courtyard.

Is it really possible to die this time? If it was killed by Rong Qing himself, it would not be bad.

Zhao Li stretched out his hand in Rong Qing's direction, wanting to touch his face again, that cold and expressionless face. But he was getting farther and farther away, and gradually even his figure began to blur until he disappeared.

......

Rong Qing watched her slowly close her eyes by the Lingquan, her heart hurt as if it was about to crack, and she turned around and stabbed Ye Li with a sword, almost the same as the position where Zhao Li was stabbed.

"Hiss..." Yeli didn't seem to want to hide, so he took the sword alive, frowned and looked down at the blood flowing from his chest, and raised his head with an extremely evil smile: "Is your heart hurting?" Hehe... Not enough! ”

She wants not only to make Zhaoli despair, but also to hate! The more she hates, the stronger she will be when she fuses. Love, hate, hatred, love and infatuation, she doesn't want it anymore!

"Let her out, you can do whatever you want."

Rong Qing couldn't bear it, she didn't want to see her suffer. It's not because of pity, but because he clearly knows now that he loves Zhaoli and loves his bones.

And Jinlan was already 10,000 years ago!

Jinlan: Rong scumbag! You don't love me for only 10,000 years!