(Cat flutter Chinese) "Poof, another time and space," Jing Che effortlessly broke free from his arms, his face didn't know whether it was red from the cold, or a sudden flush, and his mouth was still unceremoniously sneering, "You really think of the play you are talking about in the playbook." ”

Baili Feng pulled his face and said firmly: "Think about it carefully." ”

Jing Che smiled back, he felt ridiculous when he first heard this statement, but after thinking about it carefully, everything had a reasonable explanation.

But what plane is this?

Lost in deep thought for a while, but did not answer, and the two walked forward with each other. The wind is pervasive, wrapping up the long hair and tangling it messily, as if it is a wrong thread, entangled people in it.

The snow was covered in layers and footprints behind him, as if no one had ever come.

When he came to the back, it had already become Jing Che who dragged Baili Fengjian with great effort, and couldn't help but say: "It's all your fault, otherwise you should have a good night's sleep in the Sucheng Inn now." ”

involuntarily revealed the girl's unique slight resentment and delicate rhyme, which made Baili Feng trance-like, once his Ah Che, also unrelentingly chattered in his ear, "It's all your fault, it's all your blame, it's all your ......"

His footsteps had stopped, and the red clothes were still dragging him, and one of them was unsteady in the snow, and he was carried to the ground on his back.

The back was cold and biting against the snow, and the wind simply couldn't get up, and laughed inexplicably.

Jing Che kicked him angrily: "Hurry up, are you going to die here?" ”

He smiled and grabbed her waist, the already exhausted person, at this time, he didn't have time to resist, and he fell on him unexpectedly.

He didn't think about it: "Hongyi, I know you're not her." ”

The face that was close at hand, staring through the snow and dust was still vague, as if the middle was a long fog in between.

There was also a snowy day a long time ago, and he got drunk and taught her to dance the sword, and at last he fell on his head in the snow, and she ran her fingers over his stubble.

Jing Che raised his eyes at this time, and the lonely dark red of a lantern in the poignant night was particularly conspicuous, and he held his cold hand: "There is someone over there." ”

Baili Feng struggled to get up and said, "It's considered to be out, but it's cold to me." ”

After walking over and knocking on the door for a long time, someone came to open the door, and the hot steam of the charcoal fire in the wine shop greeted me.

With a long leg, he staggered into the door in the wind, and then saw the silver-haired man standing behind the door, slightly stunned and slanted his lips and smiled: "Let's hit the point, but there is still a room?" ”

Gu Zhan's face sank slightly: "No." ”

If you say that, you will stop people from going out.

And a woman's soft voice came from behind him: "Ah Zhan, who's it~"

As soon as he got up, he knocked on a bench, smashed on the ground with a dull sound, and walked over drunk, shook his head and took a closer look at the two people who came, one red and one white, there was a poignant chill in the yellowish candlelight, Su Yue rubbed his nose: "Quick... Fast forward... I'll tell Sister Ah to get a room out. ”

"Ah Yue," Gu Zhan wanted to refute, but was glared at by Su Yue, shut up without saying anything, and went upstairs without saying more.

Jing Che walked in the door, but saw that the hundred miles of wind were watching Su Yue's figure for a long time.

"What's the hair?" There was some jealousy in the words, and his eyes followed, and he only felt that this girl was very familiar.

Baili Fengjian didn't answer, and he touched the stubble with his fingertips and thought for a long time, when Su Yue came out of the back room, and when the curtain was lifted, the wind blew a strong smell of wine.

"Sister said there is only one room, well, let's live one night." Su Yue led people upstairs crookedly.

Entering the room, Baili Feng babbled and closed the door, and only said when the people outside were far away: "If I guess correctly, this should be the era of Emperor Yuanji's rule, and that is the contemporary Sword Saint disciple, Su Yue." ”

Su Yue!

Jing Che choked. No wonder this girl looks so familiar, it turned out to be Su Yue of Girls' Generation. She and Baili Kaze unexpectedly returned to the millennium.

Thinking of the star track divination of the demon king Gu Zhan, saying that "backtracking" is the key to finding the last ** divine seal, it seems that maybe this is not a coincidence, but the arrangement of fate in the dark, so that they can go back to a thousand years ago, and they happened to come to the city, just for the last ** divine seal that the world has not been able to find for a long time.

"No matter what age it is, in short, tomorrow we will go back to the city."

Keeping his hands warm on the charcoal basin, Baili Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked meaningfully, "Why?" ”

"Could it be that you still want to fight that silver-haired man? Even if he is demonic, what does it have to do with you? ”

"No," Baili Kazuma said unhurriedly, "If you want to return to the city, there must be other reasons."

Jing Che's eyes tightened, and he didn't answer at that time.

/> "I'm afraid you're staying in this city because you're 'backtracking', right?" Baili Fengjian put his hands in his sleeves, and his tone was casual and insightful, with a slight sense of inquiry.

Jing Che narrowed his eyes, the corners of his mouth were faint and always contemptuous smiles, and the expression hidden under the mask was not at all unusual. Now that Baili Fengma has already said it, she doesn't need to hide it: "From this point of view, the key to finding the last ** Divine Seal is really 'backtracking'." ”

Baili Feng elegantly pulled his lips, and smiled without smiling, "Red, I am determined to win." ”

"Heh, that feeling, I'm just here to play a game through time and space with you?"

"Yes, otherwise, you won't be able to go back."

"But don't forget, now I can easily kill you."

Baili Fengma opened his arms, his expression was usually not serious, and he was a bit of a scoundrel: "Then come and kill me." ”

Jing Che knew that this was impossible, so he extinguished the fire in the charcoal basin with his hand in annoyance, turned around and entered the screen.

The vigilance brought by the conflict of interest was diluted by this one, Jing Che closed his eyes early and fell asleep, while Baili Fengjian fell asleep on the couch outside.

Outside the window, the moonlight hangs high, cool into a thin line, with the red of some wax moon lanterns, through the simple window lattice, not slow and stationary bedhead.

Jing Che took a nap at first, and suddenly for some reason he was extremely awake and sleepy, and there was a faint pain in the depths of his body, which felt like a person standing on the shore, looking at the rolling tide in the distance, and clearly knew that the monstrous waves should sweep in the next moment.

She tossed and turned, wrapped in a tighter cover, thinking it was just her delusion. For so long, she didn't feel the pain from her body anymore, and she thought it was just a way for her body to reminisce, to remind her of the years that really existed, the years before she became red.

However, gradually, Jing Che found that this was not an illusion, the pain seemed to drown the numbness of her body, and the wall was overwhelming. It's like tens of millions of insects gnawing at the soul, trying to tie the already broken soul into a web full of holes.

Even in early winter, his forehead was still densely sweaty, Jing Che couldn't hold back his low breath, and then bit his lip tightly.

It's Chiming Gu! Cat flutter Chinese