"Oh no, they're fighting again!" Heng Gu hurriedly woke up Linghua, who was taking a nap, "Bihu suddenly made a move to protect Cheng Hengchuan, and he fought with this Lin Yao again!"

Linghua slowly opened his eyes, looked at the situation in the heart mirror, and couldn't help but sigh: "Sure enough, I still can't escape."

"Shall we pass?" Henggu looked at her.

Since the last time I separated from Bihu, I can't say that there is any progress in stopping the time rewind, but it has confirmed that Bihu is completely different from a month ago.

After coming back, while Bihu was asleep, she used the heart mirror to check her past, but it lured a dream. The Bihu in the dream watched the past that Linghua wanted to see, and also involved a flower farmer with the same face as Cheng Hengchuan.

What does this dream represent? Who is the man with Cheng Hengchuan's face? Why do you say such things again?

She wanted to ask Bihu in person what she remembered this month.

"Naturally, I'm going." She got up and said to Henggu, "Let's go now."

The two arrived at the scene of the incident in an instant, and the branch in Bihu's hand was thrown heavily on Lin Yao's head, knocking him to the ground again. Lin Yao spat out a mouthful of blood, slowed down for a moment, and raised his sword again.

"Even if I die today, I will remove you, this is the responsibility of Qingyou's disciples, I was born to protect the people and justice." He slashed at the blue lake, and before he could get close, a strong gust of wind blew it up.

The palm wind in front of him forced him back a few steps, Lin Yao hurriedly raised his elbow to block, and when he put it down, he saw two strangers stopping between him and Bihu.

"Who are you?" The cold blade pointed at Henggu, "If you want to help that demon, I will do my best to kill you all."

Linghua glanced at Bihu, and his voice was steady and powerful: "You fight like this, the most injured person is Brother Cheng, don't fight again."

Lin Yao was about to say something, but was cut off by Heng Gu's voice: "Yes, violence can't solve the problem, this brother, you can't beat her, don't die in vain."

"Even if I die, I will clean the door for the master!" Lin Yao regarded death as home, and was determined to fight Bihu, "Her corpse is more meaningful than mine, and it is worth exchanging a life for a life!"

After speaking, an air flow suddenly swirled around him, and a yellow talisman flew to Bihu's chest, seemingly controlling her from moving.

Lin Yao took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the sword flower fluttered and pointed directly at her head. But Bihu seemed to be unable to move an inch, and could only watch as the sword split his head.

"Be careful!" When the tip of the sword was close at hand, Cheng Hengchuan suddenly pounced on Lin Yao, and the two fell to the ground and scuffled.

Linghua looked at Bihu, she didn't move, as if she was really frozen, she looked at Cheng Hengchuan who was fighting with her former peers in a daze.

At the end of the day, she didn't understand why this man would give so much for himself.

After all, when happiness really came, she didn't believe it.

"Won't you save him?" Linghua's voice reached his ears through his spiritual sense, "If he dies to protect you, will you let go of your obsession and stop seeking?"

Demanding? Obsession?

These two things were something she had never thought of, was everything she did because of her own obsession? What is she looking for?

"He's dead, it's a big deal to do it all over again." Bihu green agate-like eyes looked at Linghua, "You're here, I still have a chance to come again."

Linghua was shocked when she heard this, and hurriedly communicated with Heng Gu in her spiritual sense: "It turns out that she already has the memory of going back in time, no wonder she would use such an act to trap Cheng Hengchuan by her side."

Heng Gu couldn't hold back, and intervened in the fight between Cheng Hengchuan and Lin Yao while asking: "How would she know? We never told her!"

Linghua looked back at Bihu, she was confident at the moment, and she didn't seem to care about the good or bad ending at all.

"Henggu, let's go." Linghua deliberately said, "We don't care what we do, life and death are in the same thought, and we have no right to interfere in the lives of others."

Bihu really got nervous, she flew behind Linghua and grabbed it and pulled it to her side: "Want to go?"

Linghua stood firmly beside her and asked, "You repeated it over and over again, and I didn't think about you

Will there be any impact?"

"I just want him to grow old with me!" Bihu looked up and saw that Henggu had already protected Cheng Hengchuan and Lin Yao for a truce, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She said to Linghua again, "I didn't tell you the truth last time, and I hid something from you. From the moment I made eye contact with you in the carriage, I began to recall memories that seemed like a long time ago.

Do you know? None of these memories are good, they are all about betrayal, about death, about my misfortune and persistence.

And the last time I met you, I've confirmed that these things are true."

A layer of sadness appeared in the girl's apricot eyes: "Mirror of the Heart, you tell me that my wish is difficult?"

The woman beside her was silent, and replied for a while, "It's difficult, maybe letting go is the real liberation."

"Drop? That's easy for you to say." Bihu sneered, "Have you ever thought that I can see it, but I can't get it, it's a greater pain!"

She gritted her teeth: "All the efforts I have made, all the actions I have fought for, are like a joke!

It seemed that nothing could be changed, fate flowed through my fingertips, bound my body, strangled my neck with a thin thread of steel, and it was useless for me to struggle!

Do you understand? Do you understand the feeling of not being able to get what you want no matter what? I just want to be loved, so why should everyone stop me?!"

She pointed at Lin Yao, "I remember! I remember him! Every time he comes, I can't be more familiar with his corpse!

His master, his master, what kind of Laoshzi things in Qingyoumen, this time they are all going to be my sword ghosts!"

The more Bihu spoke, the more excited he became, as if he remembered the past, and was full of hatred through his eyes turned into sharp blades and stabbed at Lin Yao.

Heng Gu's eyes were quick, and he pulled him to hide behind him, but Lin Yao didn't appreciate it, and hit Heng Gu with his elbow to meet him.

"You enchantress! bewitched my senior brother, and tried in vain to harm Qingyou Manmen, and he didn't die quickly!" As he spoke, he attacked Bihu.

At this moment, Bihu was the same as before, his hands rose and fell, wrapped branches around his neck, and surrounded and tightened like a python.

"Don't!" Linghua's whip of light struck at the branches, but Bihu expected someone to stop them, and the slender branches turned around and cleverly avoided them.

"Die! Death to all!!"

In the midst of her heart-rending screams, the man who was clamoring to clear the portal fell to the ground in the blink of an eye like a ragdoll drained of his soul, unable to breathe.

She walked around to Lin Yao's body and whispered quietly, "Disgusting and hypocritical righteous man, do you like this way of dying?

You say I'm bewitching your brother? Aren't you bewitching him?

Let him listen to you and let him return to your so-called right path, it is just false lobbying. Who says only justice can exist in the sun?

Tell you, no one has ever gone to support justice without living a clear life, and listening to Qingyoumen's slander and killing me without taking his own strength, how can you not deprive me of my right to live.

I originally wanted to play with you, but now it seems that it is better to die early."

Cheng Hengchuan pulled her up, grabbed the girl's shoulders with both hands like eagle claws, and the corners of his mouth twitched painfully: "Why ......?"

"Will you wander the world with me?" Bihu didn't seem to feel pain, and said calmly, "Or continue to be my puppet?"

The expression on Cheng Hengchuan's face faded little by little, he couldn't face Bihu, let alone Lin Yao. He didn't speak, silently picked up Lin Yao's body, turned around and walked slowly and staggeringly into the distance.

Linghua glanced at Heng Gu, and Heng Gu immediately followed Cheng Hengchuan quietly, and the two of them both disappeared into the night.

Bihu's face was as dead as ashes, and her eyes followed closely in the direction her beloved had left: "His expression told me that he was disappointed in me."

"You shouldn't have killed Lin Yao, even if there is more resentment, Cheng Hengchuan doesn't know." Linghua didn't know whether to be angry or compassionate, so he could only look up at the crescent moon in the night sky, "Although time has been turned back dozens of times, it is still for him every time

For the first time, how did you make him bear such a price?"

"I have no other way." Bihu squatted down with a wry smile, covering all his faces with his hands, and his voice was muffled and resolute, "This battle will come sooner or later, and it's useless to hide. But what I feared most happened that he saw through me, left me, and never came back."

Bihu's eyes peeked through his fingers, "He's going to kill me more logically, right? Mirror of the Heart."

"I don't think so, he also has a deep affection for you, but he just didn't notice it." Linghua patted her on the shoulder, "Besides, Henggu has already followed, and he will definitely persuade him, you still have hope."

"I hope so."

Following.

It was dawning, and Henggu returned to the wooden house tired. At this moment, Linghua was taking a nap, and immediately woke up when he heard the sound.

Bihu stayed awake all night, and when he saw someone coming, he hurriedly asked, "How is he?"

Heng Gu threw himself onto the chair, rubbed his dry eyes and yawned: "Last night, I helped Brother Cheng bury Lin Yao together, he said that he is in turmoil now, he doesn't know how to face you, he needs to calm down and sort out his mind, and confess to his master by the way."

"Repentance? What does he want to repent?" As soon as Bihu finished asking, he heard a knock on the door from outside the door.

Someone outside said loudly: "Hongji Living Buddha will never die, bless Zhaoyuan to live and work in peace and contentment. Today, I came to your house to make a good relationship and send blessings and longevity."

Linghua was awe-struck when she heard this, these were the monks she and Heng Gu met when they first entered this place, these people looted from the people's homes under the banner of good karma, and even the children were not spared.

She stopped Bihu, pushed him into the house, closed the door, signaled not to make a sound, opened the door herself, and pretended to be a villager with her hands folded above her head with a pious appearance: "It is the honor of a believer to be associated with the Living Buddha of Hongji."

"In that case, take it out." The monk at the door stretched out his hand, "Give as much as you want."

Heng Gu had already rummaged through all the places in the wooden house at this time, and said helplessly in his spiritual sense, "There is nothing in here."

Linghua immediately burst into tears, and acted realistically: "Living Buddhas, the believer's family is so poor that she can't eat a mouthful of meat for half a year, if you want wood and firewood, the living Buddha can tear down the believer's home. Believers can do without anything, but they are afraid that they will not be able to form a relationship with the living Buddha."

The monk said impatiently, "Is there any?!"

Heng Gu remembered the greedy appearance of these people who snatched the children, and his attitude was even worse: "No! There is only wood and human life in the house!"

The monk's kind face suddenly became distorted and hideous, and two people who looked exactly like him suddenly appeared behind him, and the three mouths read in unison: "If you have no meat, take your life!" z.br>

Linghua and Henggu were about to take the move, but Bihu broke straight out of the door, and the branches were like thorns covered with thorns and covered their faces, knocking the monk to his stomach with one move.

Unexpectedly, the seemingly imposing and vicious monk was actually a paper tiger, Linghua saw the situation and hurriedly blocked in front of Bihu to prevent her from attacking again: "Keep your mouth alive, maybe you can get some information."