Zijing secretly looked at Xin Yi, only to see that this guy was absent-minded, peeking left and right, if it wasn't for the old painter not to move, I'm afraid she would have flown out of the clouds.

As the sun sank, the boy beside the painter handed over a lamp and shone on the portrait, Xin Yi looked up and saw that the little boy looked pink, his eyes were like two bright obsidians, he pursed his lower lip because of nervousness, and his face was fleshy, and his appearance was very lovely.

After a short time, the painter pulled out the painting and handed it to Xin Yi.

"It's a good drawing, but it's too realistic." Xin Yi looked at himself, a little embarrassed.

Zijing leaned in to take a look, took it and looked at it.

"I want to be realistic! If the two of us are separated in the future, I can remember you according to this portrait, right? ”

The painter Lao Weng stroked his beard with a smile: "If the girl is too realistic, can you see the red jade in her ear?" When a drop of ink falls, touching the ears immediately becomes a sniffing flower! ”

"It's wonderful, please help me change it now!" As she spoke, she was about to snatch the drawing paper, but Zijing dodged it, waved her fingers to dry the painting, immediately rolled it up and clenched it, puffed up her chest towards Xin Yi, and said:

"Pay! Okay, you invite me, you pay, I take the painting, and each does its job! ”

Seeing that he had a childish heart, Lu Xinyi didn't bother to fight with him, so he pouted and took out eight coins from his money bag, and the two immediately said goodbye to the old man.

After walking around the city for about an hour or two, the two walked along the streets side by side, eating and drinking to their heart's content, Zijing touched his round belly and walked step by step.

Xin Yi thought about it for a long time and still couldn't say what he wanted to go, what kind of tone and identity should he want, too formal and angry, too casual and not taking the other party as a friend.

In the moonlight, the shadows of the two of them were getting longer and longer, and she was the first to speak:

"I used to know a big snake demon, and I was as heartless as you, but I lived a very happy life!"

Zijing was slightly stunned, and then smiled: "Oh? You might as well name me, I might as well know each other! ”

She shook her head, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and sighed: "It's really strange, this person's name was still on his lips just now, but in the blink of an eye, he didn't seem to remember anything, he only remembered that we were very close, as if he had been in many memories." ”

Touching the freshly framed scroll on his waist, Zijing said a little unnaturally: "Ahem, if it's a really important person, even if you forget it, you'll remember it, right?" ”

Xin Yi nodded, and the two walked for a long time, Zijing secretly looked at her, and was silent for a long time before holding back a sentence:

"What about you...... How did you feel about him all the time? ”

Lu Xinyi looked back at him suddenly, his eyes full of doubt.

Zijing hurriedly laughed twice, and explained in a panic: "Cough, I don't see that you are full of nostalgia as soon as you mention him, besides, the storyteller all say that the building near the water gets the moon first, I don't also suspect you......"

Lu Xinyi didn't bother to listen to his explanation, just looked at him as an arrogant and dignified person on weekdays, but now he cowered, and couldn't help laughing.

Just as he was about to say something, he saw a green light flash in the distance, followed by a terrible scream.

Zijing: "It's the witchcraft of the Chu State, and someone has been mutilated!" ”

The two of them could not help but say, and immediately ran towards the screaming place, and ran for about a mile, only to see a green light flash, and then ran into the distance, and then ran closer, and on the side of the road they saw a lantern that had only been burned by the fire to a little shelf, and an old man in white fell to the ground, blood splashed in his mouth, and a boy held his body and cried.

"Isn't this just the time we've seen the artist?"

The two of them glanced at each other, and walked quickly to the boy, who had a bloody streak on his pale face, his eyes were hollow, and his two eyes saw only endless black pupils, and there was no white in them.

Zijing hurriedly pulled Xin Yi behind him: "Be careful, he is also from Chu!" ”

The two stared at the boy for a long time, but they saw that the boy had no intention of hurting anyone, but there were too many wounds around his body, constantly overflowing spiritual power, and all that spiritual power was constantly filling into the old man's body.

Zijing slowly squatted down and said, "You are already seriously injured, he is dead, even if you give him all your spiritual power, he will not come back from the dead, but you, on the contrary, will lose all your cultivation." ”

"I know." The boy spoke with difficulty, and looked up at Zijing.

"I am from the Chu country, Ah Weng saved me and raised me, but now I am dead because of me, I am a sinner, you ...... Kill me. ”

Xin Yizheng was puzzled, and only listened to Zijing said: "The Chu State has been burning, killing, looting and plundering in the surrounding countries in the past few years, especially the recent rebel army, there is a witch who has been exchanged for blood by people, and often plunders some demons' spiritual cultivation to supplement her own cultivation. ”

The boy's eyes were full of sorrow, and he still wiped the blood on the old man's mouth with his cuffs, and Zijing handed over a handkerchief in his arms:

"The one who came to kill you just now is also from the Chu State, right? People can't be resurrected after death, so let's mourn and change! ”

The boy did not take the handkerchief, but clenched his fists, and in a short time, as if he had made up his mind, all five claws gave birth to sharp armor, and stabbed him violently in the chest—

In an instant, countless spiritual energy overflowed, and a strong light shook the two of them so that they couldn't open their eyes, Lu Xinyi only felt that this scene was hideous and terrifying, and pulled Zijing's sleeve, but heard him sigh:

"He actually self-destructed the spiritual foundation and went against the sky, so that he will live forever and never have the possibility of cultivating into a god!"

Xin Yi was startled and hurriedly went up to stop it, but before his hand touched the boy, he saw him take out a heart from his chest, and the "heart" emitted a bright green light, trembling in the dark night.

Lu Xinyi went up to stop him, knelt on the ground, and said eagerly: "You wait first, maybe there is another way to save him, he just gave up his life to save you, don't you live up to his pain like this?" ”

The boy's lips were white, and a pair of eyes had begun to droop, and after struggling to pull out a smile, he pushed away her hand and pressed the heart straight into the old man's body.

In an instant, the blood around the old man's body flowed back, and the blood on the ground quickly backtracked, as if time had passed and the destiny had changed.

The old man's face gradually turned rosy, but the boy sat down on the ground.

In a moment, the boy's figure dissipated and turned into a snow-white fox, and the old man slowly opened his eyes, and only glanced at the snow-white mass on the ground, and he already understood most of it.

But he still trembled his hands, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he looked at Zijing in disbelief.

"Ruan'er...... He ......"

"In order to save you, he destroyed his spiritual base."

"Ruan'er! Why are you so confused! Ah Weng just wants you to live, Ruan'er! The old man threw himself on the snow-white body, crying and grabbing the ground, as if the heavens and the earth had collapsed and his life was at the end.

After a few weepings, the old man lost his mind, did not take a breath, fell to the ground and fainted.