CHAPTER XVIII

Bai Ruoxu was a little depressed, although he had been treated by Ke that day, and the blood marks on his palms had faded a lot, but the strange symptoms of having that nightmare every day did not improve at all, but became worse.

In the early morning, the dawn poured into the window, and was carved out of lifelike patterns, alternating light and dark, reflected on the white and sweaty cheeks, he sat up from the bed with a carp, and before his eyelids opened, he blurted out and shouted, "Night Emperor!"

"What did you say?" Qili seemed to be taken aback, his head straightened all of a sudden, his eyes wandered, his pupils dilated, and his expression was dull, I don't know why.

Xu Xinyu and Qili were not seriously injured, they woke up early this morning, although Mo Que couldn't get off the stay, but he finally got out of the coma and regained consciousness, only Bai Ruoxu slept for two days in a row, sweating and rippling, it has always been like this, it is simply the rhythm of dehydration, Qili is afraid that something will happen to him, so he and Xu Xinyu have been taking turns watching, but I didn't expect that as soon as he was replaced, Bai Ruoxu woke up.

As soon as Bai Ruoxu opened his eyes, he saw Qili looking at himself uncharacteristically stunned at the head of the bed, with unkindness in his eyes, and his mouth was babbling words, so he suddenly wanted to jump up in fear, and put his hands behind his head helplessly, as if he was disarming and surrendering.

Qili didn't let him go at all, he suddenly rushed over and stepped on his chest with one foot, the murderous aura came to his face, and a black quality grandson's clothes turned into small metal fragments for some reason, clinging to his body, as if inlaid in the skin, he inexplicably pulled out a black scimitar that he grasped with his backhand in his hand, and put it on Bai Ruoxu's neck, strangling a deep blood mark, and his long hair naturally hung down to Bai Ruoxu's cheeks, and he swayed slightly from side to side twice, making him want to sneeze.

"How do you know the Night Emperor?" Qili's complexion actually became a little colder than Xu Xinyu's, and the long hair that hung down made Bai Ruoxu scared half to death, thinking that he had met a female ghost, his lips were fighting, and he couldn't spit out half a word.

There was the sound of footsteps outside, "Bai Ruoxu, we're back." As soon as Qiao Jingda and Qingluan arrived at the Wing King Palace, they heard that Bai Ruoxu was unconscious, so they didn't knock on the door, they directly pushed open the door and walked in, wanting to come and see the situation, Xu Xinyu had also gotten rid of the wheelchair and followed behind the two of them.

The eyes of the three people looked at the couch together, dumbfounded, Qili stepped on the soft couch with one foot, and the other foot on Bai Ruoxu's chest, leaving them with only a whimsical back, "Sorry for the interruption." Qiao Jingda hurriedly said, and then retreated with the two of them tacitly, and closed the carved wooden door with his hand.

"Hey, help, ahem. Bai Ruoxu was about to call for help loudly, but he didn't expect Qili's strength to be so great, one foot on his chest, which made him almost out of breath, his whole body was inexplicably weak, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito and fly, and it was impossible for the three people who had long been hiding far away to hear it.

Say. There was a trace of blood in Qili's eyes, and it didn't look like he was messing around.

And Bai Ruoxu was completely confused, what did he do, he was trampled under his feet as soon as he woke up, and he was still Qili who had been powerless, he was also a big disciple of the Sword Sect, the future head of the Sword Sect, what happened to this world?

"I'll ask you one last time. Qili's voice was a little eerie, and the tip of the knife went half an inch deeper, and the bright red liquid began to pour out continuously, staining the brocade pad below.

"Let him go. An even colder voice suddenly echoed through the room, cold as metal, and the air seemed to freeze into frost.

A man walked straight out of the cobblestone wall, as if stepping out of nothingness, he slowly walked to the edge of the couch, his head was covered in a blue and black hood, his face was buried in the shadows, and only a vague outline could be seen, and the blue and black cloak was dragged out of the wall, and the tail hem was dragged to the ground, forming a triangle.

The scimitar in Qili's hand did not let go, Bai Ruoxu finally looked at the man in Tsing Yi, only to feel that his brain was groggy, and he tilted his head and fainted.

"You're here too, Zhao. "Seven miles of head did not return, the posture was motionless, just let go of the handle, the tip of the knife was slightly off, obliquely inserted on the embroidered wooden pillow, the handle of the knife shook back and forth twice.

"He already knows you're here. The man in Tsing Yi stretched out his hand from his cloak, fiddling with a golden yellow gemstone ring on the finger of the other hand, and the color of the gemstone and bronze fingers matched each other, swaying and shining.

"Is this an ultimatum?" Qili lowered his hand, his feet moved away from Bai Ruoxu's chest, the blood in his eyes disappeared in an instant, and his tone was depressed.

"He just wants you to stop messing around and change your life, it's not something you can do. The man in Tsing Yi's voice softened, he walked to Qili's side, pressed his bronze knuckles on her shoulder, and Qili's shoulder condensed into a small piece of ice flower, crystal clear.

"Who is he?" Qili pointed to Bai Ruoxu, who was unconscious on the bed, his body weakened, and even his tone was weak.

"Man of Destiny. The man in Tsing Yi took his hand off her shoulder and walked away, the hem of his clothes turning and wrinkling a little.

"Is he, the man of destiny?" Qili didn't know if he was really struggling, or if his limbs were really weak, and he suddenly sat down on the ground, his face pressed to the ground, motionless, only his eyes were still glued to the carved window.

The man in Tsing Yi didn't speak, walked around the bed to the window, stretched out his hand, caught a few rays of sunlight, and let Qili see a tall black shadow, "The sun is shining, no wonder you stay here." ”

"Tell him to give me another seven days, okay?" The sight Qili saw was hazy, and he couldn't tell if he couldn't open his eyes, or if his eyes were wet with tears, and his tone was so weak that it seemed to be pleading.

"It's none of my business, you should ask him. The man in Tsing Yi said, turned around, and after the sun shone, his blue skin turned out to be a little ruddy.

Qili fell to the ground, his head facing here, his eyes were closed, his long eyelashes were stained with a few crystal droplets, and two tear stains on his cheeks were clearly visible.

"Hey. The man in Tsing Yi sighed, the light in the room was swallowed up all at once, leaving only endless darkness, and when it was lit up again, Qili and the people in Tsing Yi were nowhere to be found, only Bai Ruoxu was still sleeping peacefully on the bed.

I don't know which window, in a small room, four people with tightly covered bodies sat around the table, there were only four bowls of turbid wine on the table, a small plate of peanuts, the sun shone into the black porcelain bowl, and the impurities in the wine were clearly visible.

"Immeasurable calamity, the bones of the world-honored Buddha, there are still two things missing. "It's the voice of gluttony.

"I've already searched around the imperial capital, so there shouldn't be any tokens. The unintentional and rough voice of the former also sounded.

"The king of the Wing Palace is sacrificial incense, and the palace of the king of Yan is a jade seal. The rags on the earthen wall were lifted, and an old man in a white shirt and stroking his beard walked in. "Xiao Er, a bowl of rice wine, a plate of peanuts. ”

"Okay, just wait. Xiao Er's crisp shout came from outside the wall.

"Who are you?" asked Han Qi.

"The Guide—Ke. ”

The three of them were taken aback, only gluttony sat still, and only frowned slightly, "Why do you want to help us." ”

"The old man is a merchant and wants to make a deal with you. Ke stroked his long beard and spoke very calmly.

"Hey, you want rice wine and peanuts. Xiao Er walked in with two broken bowls on a rotten wooden board, a yellowed towel on his shoulder, and a small brown hat, all dirty.

"Hey, this lord, where are the four guest officers just now?" asked the old man who was brushing his beard towards the sun. On the tattered table, four bowls of turbid wine and a small plate of peanuts were placed intact.

The old man took the broken bowl, avoided the gap, and took a small sip, "Good wine." ”

The old man picked up his chopsticks again, took a small peanut and put it into his mouth, "They!" the old man began to stroke his beard and laugh halfway through his words, his beard trembling slightly, shining golden in the sun.

Xiao Er blinked, the old man didn't know where to go, and there was a large silver ingot in the corner of the broken table, which seemed to have twenty or two weights.

Xiao Er rushed over and hugged the silver ingot, grinned and bit it, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, showing an ugly smile towards the sky, and said flatteringly, "Thank you, thank you." ”