Closed Moon House.

"Ma'am, don't do anything stupid next time." The maidservant Lan Chun took Yao Shuang's hand, and circles of bandages were wrapped around it.

Yao Shuang stared at the jade pendant fragment on the table, and her heart throbbed.

Lan Chun sighed softly and squatted beside Yao Shuang: "Madam, the general must have you in his heart." ”

Yao Shuang raised his head suddenly: "But ......"

But Liu Yueyue is not enough, and the Miss Gao who came today.

What about the future? Who else will there be.

Lan Chun poured water for Yao Shuang and enlightened: "Madam, the general will have three wives and four concubines in the future......

"But he clearly said that he was alone with me!" Yao Shuang's emotions suddenly became excited, and the shattered and painful pain in her eyes was suffocating.

"We have walked through the desert and yellow sand together, and we have seen the blue sea and blue sky together, as well as the sea of flowers and blood-red maple ......"

Yao Shuang looked at the jade pendant on the table and muttered.

"Ma'am, you are mistaken." Lan Chun sighed and handed the teacup to Yao Shuang, "Our Beiyue country, there is no desert......

It's really impermanent......

Before Miss Liu came, the general was clearly so fond of his wife......

Yao Shuang lowered her eyes and stroked the fragments of the jade pendant, the cold touch stimulated her nerves and made her sober for a moment.

It's true... Is it?

*

At night, the wind is slightly cool.

Murong An looked at the closed moon residence that had turned off the lights, clenched the medicine bottle in his hand to remove scars, and pushed the door in.

Behind the heavy curtains, the bed was empty.

*

"What's wrong, what's wrong!"

Ning An looked at the bright lights outside, pulled up the quilt and put it on the fox's body, turned over and got dressed and walked out.

Feng Qi was already standing by Ning An's door: "Madame is missing, and they are all looking for it." ”

Ning An was slightly stunned.

Aqua blue dress, Yao Shuang.

The general's palace was in chaos, as bright as day.

"I've searched for it in the house, but there is no result." Feng Qi seems to be the narrator of the game, and he has already introduced the situation to Ning An.

When the two found Yun Qingge and Wen Luoyan, Murong An was also there.

"Thank you." After Murong An led a private army retained by the General's Mansion out of the mansion, he asked the four of them to help find someone.

The torches shone like countless candle dragons, interspersed in the streets and alleys.

In the flickering firelight, Ning An looked at Murong An's miserable face full of anxiety.

"I'm going to Wutong Lake."

In the midst of the noise, a simple voice was like a mute note, giving everyone a pause.

The little Taoist priest sitting on the side of the road became the focus of the audience.

But his gaze still wandered over Ning An's four people.

These people are really alive.

But it is clear that the people of the town, but all who cross the river, whether it is night or day, will definitely die.

The name Wutong Lake was like a thunderclap, and many people present turned white.

Murong An lowered his eyes and clenched his fists tightly.

The figure is lonely and silent at the intersection of darkness and light.

"Thank you." Murong An clenched his fists at the little Taoist, and then galloped in the direction of Wutong Lake.

"Oops." Ning An looked at Murong An's back and sighed fiercely.

It seems that this general is not completely without Yao Shuang in his heart.

It's just that I can't recognize my own heart.

Feng Qi glanced at Ning An, folded his hands and casually put them in front of him: "Sadomasochism is not necessarily deep. ”

Yun Qingge: ......

Wen Luoyan: ......

This little junior brother and little junior sister are a little bit wrong.

When did they become so familiar?

"Several, the general's wife, there must be something wrong." The little Taoist priest said to Ning An and the others with a look of certainty.

Since he can come out alive, he must have some ability.

Even if they are evil cultivators, if they can contribute to the elimination of demons, they can't be inflexible.

Wen Luoyan and Yun Qingge glanced at each other and reached a consensus.

Since they have come to get rid of demons, it is okay to go and see them now.

A few people walked leisurely in the direction of Wutong Lake, and the little Taoist priest who watched was anxious.

Didn't you see that the generals had already run away?

But... His master had already gone.

The thick fog, like a fierce beast with teeth and claws, blocked the general's steps.

The war horse that followed the general's birth and death neighed, refusing to take another half step forward no matter what.

Even, backwards.

"General, aren't you leaving?" Wen Luoyan smiled slightly, the red gem on the demon knife in his hand flashed with a strange light, and in the mist, it was extremely dazzling.

The voice was hazy in the mist, and Murong An was shocked for a moment.

"Let's go!" Murong An didn't have time to think about it, he just turned over and dismounted, turned his head to look at the person who came.

Red torches flickered, stealing half of their vision through the fog.

The boundary between the lake and the shore is even more difficult to distinguish under the cover of night.

Soon, the sound of water was heard.

Feng Qi sealed his hands on his chest, and a cluster of cold-toned flames flickered blue light and appeared in the air, dispelling the mist.

In the middle of the lake, a figure appeared.

The lake is up to the waist.

"Frost!" Murong An ran into the lake almost without hesitation, "Frost! ”

Murong An tugged at the figure's arm, but didn't pull it.

Yao Shuang turned her head and looked at Murong An coldly, with no look in her eyes.

"Shuang'er, I'm Rong An..." Murong An hugged Yao Shuang's waist tightly, and his roar seemed to echo in the thick fog.

"Rong An.... Rong An...."Yao Shuang muttered, a tear falling from the corner of her eye.

Murong An breathed a sigh of relief and picked him up: "I'm in... I'm in..."

On the shore, it seems that the eyes are bright.

Wen Luoyan: It's not interesting.

Yun Qingge: Touching.

Ning An: Refuse to break the mirror and reunite.

Feng Qi: Hope for the crematorium forever.

At this moment, the lake suddenly became turbulent.

Suddenly, many black shadows appeared in the field of vision.

"Let's go!" Feng Qi's instinct allowed him to alert the people in the lake to danger.

Murong An also reacted quickly, and hugged Yao Shuang and jumped a few times before turning ashore.

Black shadows lingered in the water, as if they could not get ashore, but they would never leave.

"It's... What is it?! Murong An couldn't hide the surprise in his heart, and turned his head to look at Wen Luoyan.

Wen Luoyan frowned slightly, but did not say a word.

What is it?

There is an evil aura that has never been seen before.

Like ghosts are not ghosts, like demons are not demons, and they are not demons.

Murderous.

Even though those black shadows no longer come ashore in the water, this does not prevent them from being murderous.

Everyone was nervous.

Ning An always felt that this aura was a little familiar, and when he turned his head to look at Feng Qi, he also had such confusion in his eyes.

Where is it?

Wen Luoyan clenched the scimitar in his hand, and a smile rolled into the corner of his mouth.

Unrecognizable... Then kill them all.

Only if there is no such thing in this world.

Yun Qingge's idea is even simpler, in this case, getting rid of them will be over.

Just when the two of them were about to make a move, the fog on Wutong Lake all dispersed, and the melodious and cold sound of the flute suddenly sounded in the darkness.

Ethereal and cold, like a sad song of mermaid despair, breaking through the night.

"Rong An!"

Yao Shuang, who had fainted, screamed, struggled to land from Murong An's arms, and ran in the direction of the lake again.