The black clouds pressed low, and the people who patrolled the courtyard cut through the black air, leaving shadows in their wake.

"How dare he really do that?!"

Gong also yelled loudly at the people around him, trying to drown out the thunder outside.

The lights in the room were flickering, the atmosphere was extremely dull, and the few people who knelt down did not dare to move, so they could only bear the anger of Gong Ye silently.

Gong Ye was originally the second-in-command of the Shura Palace, but he watched his eldest brother die in front of him.

He used his last strength to tell himself that no matter what he did, he must protect the Shura Temple, no matter what the price is.

The lights were a little blurry through the windows, the black clouds were rolling, and there was a faint thunder in the distance, and it seemed that there would be not only strong winds but also torrential rain tonight.

Feng Qi felt a chill, and he was a little skeptical that the Shura Hall could really withstand this storm.

Miyaya stood outside the house staring at the closed door, with his hands behind his back, as if thinking about something.

After a long time, he finally pushed open the door and walked in, the fragrance in the room was very strong, and it became more and more dizzy in the dull room.

Gong also subconsciously covered his nose, and raised his eyes to look at the Xuan Yan on the seat who didn't know if he was unconscious.

He raised his hand slightly, and someone came in and opened the window, and removed the incense burner that had been lit.

He looked at Xuan Yan condescendingly, and he didn't know what he was thinking, just waited quietly.

Seeing that Xuan Xian hadn't woken up yet, he simply sat down in front of Xuan Xian and wiped his knife fearlessly.

He poured the remnants of wine on the table on the knife, and the blade flowed with a cold blue light.

He has used this knife to kill many incredible people, leaving behind magnificent legends.

But his mind will always appear the image of his eldest brother dead, at that time, the murderous Guanyin is like a law enforcer, and his eldest brother is the evil ghost.

The eldest brother who was pierced through the heart by the long knife laughed, obviously so hideous and terrifying, but his head was full of bitter mockery.

The dying man used his last bit of strength to laugh at the law enforcer who thought he was righteous.

Moths born in the darkness flutter in the darkness of the eternal night, and the feeling of cold invades the body little by little.

He faintly heard the sound of a storm outside the window, and the electric snake shuttled through the dark clouds, casting his own shadow on the ground.

Sensing that the person in front of him was moving, Gong was silent for a long time, and put the knife back into its sheath.

"You're patient."

Gong also looked at Xuan's raised head, fiddling with the wick of the candle flame in front of him.

"It's really patient in some things, like waiting for a girl to fall in love with you, or waiting for a girl who has been waiting for a long time."

Xuan Yan twisted his neck, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"But there have been some things lately that I can't stand waiting a little longer."

Gong Ye smiled suddenly, his facial features were not soft, and there was even a scar on his face, which was very terrifying.

Xuan Yan looked at the wide open door, and then looked at the people who had been guarding outside, and the smile in his eyes became deeper and deeper.

Gong also picked up the wine on the table and poured it full, and pushed it to Xuan Yan.

He poured himself a cup, his rough hands holding the teacup a little, his eyes a little misty, but his tone was as firm as ever.

"The Shura Hall will not become anyone's lackey, I need your help."

Xuan Yan probably knew what Gong Ye meant, but he only turned his body sideways.

"Isn't the Shura Hall a lackey of the imperial court now?"

Miyaya's hand holding the teacup couldn't help but tighten, and every word seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth.

"The Shura Hall is not! He can't be! ”

Xuan Yan looked sideways slightly, as if he was interested, the joints of his fingers were pinched and clicked, and his body had almost recovered.

"Do you know that if you really do this, the Shura Hall will no longer be the same as before, it can only be the same as the dungeon."

You can only stay in a dark corner, like a dungeon, in the darkness that does not see the light of day.

Gong also narrowed his eyes slightly, and drank the wine in his hand.

didn't forget to show it upside down, his eyes looked straight at Xuan Xian, and he didn't say a word.

Xuan Yan glanced at the wine on the table, picked up the wine glass and drank it all, smiling weirdly.

"Well, happy to work together......"

Feng Qi was still staying in her room at this time, and she was still faintly worried about Yun Sheng in her heart.

It was already raining heavily, and Bong Qi couldn't hear anything else except the sound of the storm.

Even if the window was suddenly pushed open, the sudden thunder drowned out all the sound.

Feng Qi turned around abruptly, and looked at Xuan Yan with his hands on the window, looking at him with a smile.

Feng Qi was slightly stunned, and hurriedly walked over, "Xuanxi? How do you ......"

Xuan Yan shrugged his shoulders proudly, "It's just the Shura Palace, how can it really trap me?" ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand towards Feng Qi, "Let's go." ”

"Boom—"

There was another earth-shattering thunder, and a dazzling lightning exploded behind Xuan Yan, and Feng Qi stretched out his hand.

The cold was overwhelming, and the pouring rain made everything in front of him a little unclear, and the words spoken in the ears of Xuan and Feng Qi were not covered up in the slightest.

"Squish, I saved you, can I be rewarded?"

The two stood under the empty roof, Feng Qi gave Xuan Yan an undisguised glance and did not answer.

On both sides, a lot of people suddenly appeared, and the two of them were surrounded.

Feng Qi was shocked in his heart, and Xuan Yan immediately protected Feng Qi, and he whispered to reassure.

"It's okay, it's all my own."

"Your own people?"

Get out of the way in the crowd, and the person who comes out is Miyaya.

Gong also glanced at Feng Qi, and then turned his eyes to Xuan Yan, "The person you are talking about is her?" ”

Xuan Yan bowed slightly, this is the person he is very patient to wait for.

Feng Qi frowned slightly, "What's the matter?" ”

Xuan Xian just said it simply, in short, the palace will rebel tonight, and leave Zhusun with his subordinates who are still willing to be loyal, and he is unwilling to be used by the minions of the court.

But the current Shura Hall is not as normal as before, and the people who can stay on Zhusun's side are all people who kill Guanyin.

If Zhusun doesn't die, they can't leave with peace of mind.

Feng Qi instantly understood that she could also take this opportunity to take Yun Sheng away, looking at so many people, she also had a little more confidence in her heart.

The crowd then hid into the night, all of them like ghosts.

But standing in the pouring rain, feeling the cold slowly spreading from his fingertips, Feng Qi's heart was always inexplicably panicked.

She desperately wanted to find Yun Sheng, he desperately wanted to leave here with Yun Sheng, she wanted Yun Sheng to go back safe and sound.

I couldn't save Yun Zhuo, I couldn't save Yun Yang, every time I was a little bit closer.

So what about this time? This time, I must bring Yunsheng back!

Her hands trembled uncontrollably, and she didn't even notice it.

Xuan Yan gently held Feng Qi's hand, with some warmth, Feng Qi was a little stunned.

Gong Ye didn't leave, he just looked at the two people in front of him, and said lightly: "Yun Sheng, over there." ”

Looking in the direction of Gong Ye's finger, the end was hidden in complete darkness, and there was no light in sight.

Xuan Yan bowed slightly, "Gong Ye, once it starts, we will rush over quickly." ”

Gong also nodded, and then followed the person behind him and hid into the darkness.

Feng Qi looked at the hand that was tightly held by Xuan Yan, and he didn't know when it started, he seemed to be used to being protected by this man behind him and holding it in the palm of his hand.

Xuan Yan took the matching sword from his waist and handed it to Feng Qi's hand.

"From today onwards, it's yours."

Feng Qi was slightly stunned and subconsciously refused.

She knew the origin of this sword, which was given to Xuan by Yin Li since he was a child, and it was his personal sword.

Although Feng Qi never saw this sword leave the scabbard, it should be quite important that Xuan Yan has always carried it.

Xuan Yan didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, and put it directly in Feng Qi's palm.

"This sword suits you well, you know, I've never used a sword, and his mission as a sword should be embodied in your hands."

Feng Qi took it a little woodenly, and then prepared to walk in the direction of Gong Ye's finger.

But he was still one step slower than Xuan.

Xuan Yan walked in front of Feng Qi, still holding her hand, and the two walked together in the heavy rain.

Xuan's voice was hoarse, and even had some coaxing meaning.

"Squish, you can always stand behind me when I'm here in the future."

The rain was so heavy that it was carrying other things and falling to the ground overwhelmingly.

It was as if a sudden cloud suddenly dispersed, and with an innumerable chill it all hidden.

Yun Sheng sat in the room in a daze, his fingers crossed, as if he wanted to tear each other off.

When you raise your eyes, you can see yourself in the bronze mirror opposite, and her small face is painted with delicate makeup, which is your favorite makeup.

The corners of his mouth may still barely pull out a smile, but the things in his eyes are no longer the same as before.

He was wearing a blue gauze skirt, and he was only wearing a thin light gauze coat.

It used to be my favorite color, but now it's always a bit of an eyesore.

It seems that the current self is no longer worthy of such a beautiful and pure color, and he is indeed not worthy of it.

Finally, the heavy rain finally subsided, but the dull black clouds still did not disperse.

Zhusun sat at the table in her white brocade robe, her slender fingers tapping back and forth on the table.

"Yun Sheng."

Looking at his name spit out from the beautiful lip flap, Yun Sheng's whole person couldn't help but tremble, and his brows furrowed slightly.

She stood up and walked slowly to Zhusun, as if trying to kneel down with the cumbersome hem of her skirt.

But he was stopped by a hand stretched out by Zhusun, he didn't look back, his voice was cold, "I let you wear this dress just like you kneeling down again." ”

Yun Sheng raised his eyes, and a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Aren't you the one who taught me to kneel? Your Highness? ”

Zhusun's body was stunned, and then he vigorously dragged Yun Sheng up, and he stared at Yun Sheng, who was bloodless.

"I said, I don't want you to kneel me!"

Yun Sheng still has that calm and breezy appearance, and his tone is also cold.

"But Your Highness, it was you who knelt down on my head, and you said that this is what I should be. It's the way I should have seen you! ”

Zhusun's hand loosened slightly, and she returned to her cold appearance.

"I said, please me, haven't you always liked to do this?"

Yun Sheng's indifferent eyes couldn't be shocked at the slightest, "But you deceived me, didn't you say that it was just a joke?" Your Highness, why are you still serious? ”

yes, wasn't it me who said these things in the first place?

Wasn't he the one who ruined everything about her in the first place? So, what do you regret now?

He smiled.

Zhusun suddenly smiled.

He let go of Yun Sheng, and the whole person walked unhurriedly to the bed and spread his arms.

"Come here, don't you want to leave me?"

Yun Sheng approached Zhusun with heavy steps, and his hands wrapped around his waist to begin to untie his belt.

But Zhusun reached out and grabbed Yun Sheng's hand with a sad face, but he couldn't say anything he wanted to say, he could only call Yun Sheng's name softly.

The movement in Yun Sheng's hand paused, and the weighty white jade belt fell to the ground, making a dull sound.

Zhusun turned to look at Yun Sheng, one hand on Yun Sheng's delicate face, groping back and forth, his eyes were full of reluctance.

"Yun Sheng, I'll let you go......"