As soon as the tear-stained boy asked, it caused a series of chain reactions, and the white-clothed young man by the door also shouted vigilantly: "Chi Gui! You have an evil stench spread on your body, stop immediately! The evil forbidden spell will only increase the number of the living."

The wind in the corner swayed low to and fro, like the howl of layers of wandering ghosts. The pale skin of the corpses changed, and the folds were close to exhaustion.

The kid who knew how to heal also stopped, and his palm veins burst out of the veins, and he looked at the guy with an indifferent look. Stop!"

The ground around Moonpond Gui exuded a gloomy aura that swirled into his eyes, and he was surrounded by people who cared about him, and they were talking to him, but he couldn't perceive it...... I!'" he said, but with each passing moment the syllables of his words changed, and his black eyebrows turned gray and white, and his unrestrained expression turned hideous.

To this day, the young man whose name is like the sky still can't forget this small picture, and he can't forget the deep meaning of the corners of his best friend's mouth that are slightly raised at this moment.

Yun Miao grabbed Hou Xi's hand, not daring to breathe, "Trust him." He was wrong, and the memory was like a pinprick in his humble heart, and his sorrow, like his guilt, was like a shadow, like an unforgettable sleep.

The ground is treacherously disturbed, and the foreign objects dancing in the air converge one after another, winding into a vast river.

After that, the polymerization bursts.

The sky hangs in the sky, the endless earth trembles together.

And then it was as if everything was completely reversed.

The light, the floating light, is scattered and changes, and in an instant it is like a raging fire, burning the world in front of you.

"It" is like a respectful posture, standing alone.

"Is it chance, or fate?" Even if it's my generation, I can't tell the difference.'" This sentence flashed in everyone's mind at the same time, erasing everyone's thoughts.

Yun Miao woke up, at first he was just confused, and then he found that his whole body had become numb and ignorant, and he couldn't feel his strength.

The dream is shattered, and then we go back to reality.

The sun's rays shine through the window lattice, and the slanting light and shadow make him unable to guess the time, and the swaying curtains make him have no sense of belonging.

It's really tiring

Yun Miao stretched out his hand and looked at the palm of his left hand, several fingers had been cut off by light and shadow and then taken back.

Memories come flooding up,

Deviate from the boundary between reality and dreams.

"Trust him!" remembered the silent melody of the voice.

Tossing and turning, all are a sea of fire.

He felt the pain, and the flames had reached his sleeve at some point, and he pressed his hand to the ground in a panic, extinguishing the flames.

And in the depths, he recognized the figure.

"Nope." I still remember my helpless cry." "He only had to look at it, and he could feel how much pain he had endured, how hard he struggled, and how powerless he resisted.

I saw that the flames burned all of his body, and he, Yuechi Gui, was just stunned and isolated, and his body slowly shrank and withered, and gradually burned and blackened." Still...... To give...... I ......!" he heard the figure scream as hard as he could.

The monster, standing in the midst of the fire, with its dragon's head, horse's body, and beast's feet, shaped like a lion, with its head twisted on its side, its round neck erect, its hairless, its scales brown and dark red.

The darkness smiled, and the sky seemed to reply, "The two worlds of yin and yang are up and down...... What do you have to give back?The fire of life that our generation took away?Their remains?Do you have self-esteem?Do you trust?Are you happy?The number of beings is just another projection of reincarnation.What do you want the gods to have mercy on?' The voice paused, and in a different tone, "Remember, this is what you asked me for!"

Yun Miao's whole body was cold, shaking her head, her hair was messy, and she didn't dare to continue thinking about it.

This is what Hou Xi said, a beautiful dream, if it is beautiful, why, will you remember? He has no faith, but this godly word is enough to plunge him into eternal guilt.

Houxi said to Bilan,

"When we were young, we always felt like we were grown up, we cried, we laughed, we thought we had learned everything in the world, and yet, ...... True sorrow and joy cannot be seen in such a wonderful life."

"Incurable diseases can be stimulated by the care of family and friends, awaken his enthusiasm, and promote recovery." Wisps of white smoke rose from the incense burner, and Houxi's melancholy expression dimmed." But what about the dead? How many people will lament the loss of a living life, forever silent in the graveyard." He paused, remembering the girl who smiled like a spring breeze and was as charming as ink. Then I woke up in pain and found myself in a strange environment, a place where there were subtle collisions all the time, and if you were not careful, you would find that you were falling down, into a bottomless pit of the earthly and the nothing, the passing and the still." He closed his eyes, "I don't know how long it took, a year, half a year, three months? I forgot, I just remember that I was displaced for a long time before I was able to return to Nanzhen."

"How's that!?" Bi Lan finally couldn't help but ask.

Come to think of it

It was a ruined scene,

Revealing the heat of the yellow **.

The tree is withered, a symbol of the underworld.

The wind is raging and the noise is in the ears.

The soot is drunk endlessly in the wind.

Colorful wildflowers grew in the ruins, like cheers, covering half of the scene.

Houxi pulls off the cape to make the line of sight clear.

The cold man was still cold, with black sleeves and a red collar, a black belt tied around his waist, and a green jade hanging on it, blood-colored tear stains, lean and grim, and said in a hoarse voice. You're the third."

And the white clothes.No, he had changed into a blue and white robe.Exuding a happy smile.Standing in it like a gentle Yangxu.Not tall or thin.The same, but a little different.

It's like the four seasons are reincarnated, and the past is like the old year.

But there are some who never come back.

He mourned, the delicate girl in the white dress like the wind, as if lost, without a trace.

The line of sight is no longer thorough.

Houxi took a deep breath of smoke and felt comfortable all over, "Don't worry, Ah Lan, sooner or later, you will see it with your own eyes." He always felt that he would not shed tears in the face of the passing of people, until he knew that he was wrong, he still remembered, and he could not forget, and the tears and snot could not be stopped.

Bi Lan turned her face away, tears were already flashing,

"Say no more." He pretended to be free, "What about you?"

"I ......"

Houxi didn't wait for her to speak, "Let's stay." He said, "Or, let's go back to Nanzhen together, in short, don't go to Xianting."

"Back to Nanzhen, what about your medical center?"

"It doesn't matter, Alan, I've always lived here, I've lived here, but for some reason, sometimes I always feel like I'm never going to belong here, I've always wanted to go back! Going around, so many things, so many people, maybe I just don't want to lose! But now, have I won?"

Bi Lan suddenly remembered that she had always been a disgusting bad guy, and she had almost forgotten that he had grown up in cold eyes and loneliness.

Houxi looked at Bi Lan affectionately, "Just wait for me to finish one thing.

- Not true!

Bilan instinctively knew he was lying! His concern was undoubtedly genuine, but he seemed to be hiding something. He didn't tell her, just cleverly used words to hide from her.