The light blue hairpin falls to the ground, like a piece of spring falling in the autumn color, Yingying is attractive to pick.

And the person standing under the tree had indifferent eyebrows and eyes, and his expression did not show the slightest wave.

Hairpin lowered her eyes and looked at the evening star hairpin that fell at his feet, Gu Baiying didn't mean to help pick it up, after a long time, she raised her head again, and her eyes swept over Gu Baiying.

The boy looked at her for a long time.

She didn't say anything, bent down to pick up the evening hairpin from the ground.

The hairpin has been broken, and the Heavenly Soul Wood has no flickering star-like Yuan Soul embellishment, just like an ordinary dead wood. After spring, autumn withers and becomes no longer vibrant.

She held the evening star hairpin and looked at Gu Baiying with a strange expression, and suddenly felt a little sad in her heart.

When he was in the Abyss of Extreme Ice, the hairpin had already shattered. In the two years in Black Rock City, whenever the hairpin star thought of Gu Baiying, he always had to pick up the hairpin and take a look. It's very strange, time has passed for a long time, and she is not a person with a good memory, but she still remembers every word and every subtle look that Gu Baiying said when she gave her the evening star hairpin, as if it had just happened yesterday. She always thought about what to say when she met again, she didn't know the preciousness of this hairpin at that time, and when she met again, she must ask him why such an important thing was given away so easily, and why he didn't tell her the truth when he sent it out.

And now, he is obviously in front of Hairpin Star, but Hairpin Star misses him very much.

That Gu Baiying from the past.

There seemed to be an indescribable layer of sluggishness in her heart, her eyebrows and eyes were calm, but the smile on the corner of her lips dissipated.

The young man raised his chin: "What is your expression?" ”

The hairpin star didn't speak, and he said indifferently: "Isn't it just a hairpin, as for that look?" ”

"It's not an ordinary hairpin." The hairpin interrupted him: "It was a very important person who gave me a hairpin. ”

Gu Baiying glanced at her inexplicably, as if she remembered something, and asked casually, "Is your male pet?" ”

On the way here, the people of the demon clan once said that there were seven male favorites in the chaos hall of the hairpin, and this news shocked the disciples in the sect, and they were discussing how bad the atmosphere of the demon clan was, and how chaotic the relationship between men and women was.

Hairpin Xing was slightly stunned, and after a while, she raised her head, stared at Gu Baiying and said, "Well, my favorite one." ”

Gu Baiying was also stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say for a while, and when he came back to his senses, the hairpin star was already gone. Only the trees full of winged flowers slowly faded away in the wind, leaving only a little afterimage of the illusion.

The young man stood in the night in the mountains, his figure gradually covered by the moonlight, and for a long time, he looked at the gorgeous winged flower on the embroidery bone spear, and his eyes gradually sharpened.

Hairpin didn't answer his question.

And why did he hang a fake flower on the silver gun?

......

The nights in the mountains are always cold.

Around Siyouguo, or Siyoucun, the trees and crops are neatly trimmed. If a person with obsessive-compulsive disorder walks through this place, it should be pleasing to the eye.

Hairpin met a person on the way back to the house, the girl stood in front of a flower field, the grass and trees in the Yu'e Mountain are not abundant, the flower field looks sparse and barren, the girl's pink dress is more delicate than the flowers, so that the barren mountain forest looks a little more lively and spring.

The person who came was Pu Zhu of the Xiangling faction. She came out of the night and called the hairpin's name: "Yang hairpin." ”

The hairpin stopped.

She still remembered this girl, the favorite little disciple of Rong Shuang, the head of the Xiangling Sect, Pu Zhu was born very cute, with an awkward temperament and occasionally bold and direct. The scene of asking Gu Baiying a question on the stage seemed to be still yesterday, two years have passed, the girl's facial features have grown a little longer than then, the arrogance has faded a lot, the eyebrows and eyes are beautiful, standing here, slim.

It would be better if the hostility in the eyes could be concealed a little better.

"Have you seen Gu Baiying?" Pu asked in a tense voice.

The hairpin star's jaw.

"He doesn't remember you anymore." Pu Yu said: "You are no longer a disciple of the Taiyan faction, it is best not to get too close to him." ”

Hairpin smiled: "What the hell do you want to say?" ”

Pu Zhu looked at the woman in front of her, she didn't know that the ugly senior sister of the Xiangling Sect would become so glorious after the scars on her face were healed. is different from Meng Ying's sharp beauty, the most attractive thing about Hairpin Star is her calmness and vigorous independence. This makes it difficult to find a replacement for her beauty, there are thousands of beauties in the world, but it is rare to have such an atmospheric and bright hairpin as bright as a hairpin. Therefore, even though he knew that Gu Baiying had lost the memories related to the hairpin, and it was clear that it was difficult for the identities of the two of them to come together now, the moment they saw the hairpin, there would still be a sense of crisis in their hearts.

So this sense of crisis made her keep an eye on everything about Gu Baiying, and when she saw the two of them holding hands along the way, she felt uncomfortable in her heart, and as soon as she saw the two of them see each other at night, she immediately became nervous.

She didn't understand what she was nervous about.

Pu Yu bit her lip and stared at the woman opposite, like a forest beast guarding her prey, her whole body was full of defense, and she said: "Since you have seen him, you should also see the knotted heart bell on his body, the knot bell has not sounded, he doesn't like you anymore." ”

She said quickly and urgently, as if she was trying to prove something, but when the woman on the other side heard this, her expression did not fluctuate, but she just looked at her, as if she had seen through the secret in her heart, which made her suddenly feel empty.

Hairpin Xing squeezed the evening star hairpin in her hand, and just now, when she bent down to pick up the hairpin, she saw Gu Baiying hanging a heartbell around her waist. She still remembered that Mendong said that when Gu Baiying's heart moved, the heart-ending bell would ring. And under the tree, in the night, the knot bell was silent.

That's why she was suddenly lost.

Now this girl's hostility towards herself stems from her love for Gu Baiying, when people face their rivals, it is normal to be a little selfish, but when she is in a bad mood, Pu Zhu still comes over, if she blindly endures, wouldn't it seem that she is a good bully?

Hairpin suddenly laughed.

Pu Zhu was startled and asked, "What are you laughing at?" ”

"I'm thinking, what if the heartbell doesn't ring, you've been by his side for so long, isn't the heartbell ringing too?" The hairpin spoke slowly.

Pu Zhu's expression froze, and she saw the woman in green in front of her step forward, she clenched the long sword in her hand defensively, but saw the woman walking past her, and the moment she staggered by, she whispered: "It will ring." ”

It's going to ring.

The woman's figure slowly faded away from her eyes, the girl stood in the flower field, the wind blew the corners of her skirt, and her face was pale, and her ears seemed to echo the smiling voice of the talented person, like an unbreakable spell, repeatedly haunting her heart.

"Sooner or later, it's going to ring."

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.