"Xianggong, I will definitely be able to carry it tomorrow, let's not give up, okay?" There was a hint of pleading in her soft tone, everything that happened today made her a little scared, but she still didn't want to give up.

Song Wangchen did not refuse as before, but nodded "um", he knew that no one could change what Ji Nuan decided, not to mention that what he was obsessed with was her stubbornness and purity, he would rather change himself than change her.

Ji Nuan thought he would object, but he didn't, this feeling of being trusted was very beautiful, so beautiful that she couldn't help but kiss him.

......

The next day, when it was still noon, Song Wangchen spread out her little hands, and two caramel wrapped in soft paper fell into the palm of his hand, he said: "If you feel that life is bitter, eat one candy, if you still feel bitter, eat another one." ”

This is what Ji Nuan once told him, although he has never eaten it, he engraved this sentence in his heart.

Ji Nuan returned the caramel to him again, hooked his lips and said with a smile: "Your smile is sweeter than sugar! With you, I won't have to eat this candy in the future." ”

Song Wangchen immediately hugged him into his arms with a smile, feeling very relieved, it turned out that what he said, Ji Nuan always remembered.

Bai Muqi looked at the two of them who were interdependent, nodded and smiled, and then stepped out of the secret room, slowly moved Gu Xun to his lips, and began the last step of eliminating demon blood.

Last night, the two told him that they would not give up on the demon blood, and although he was stunned, he did not object.

Love can resolve all the sufferings in the world, and the feelings between them have already been tempered and embedded in the bones, and the two of them will definitely be able to cross this last suffering.

When the bloodthirsty pain of the Spirit Gu came again, Ji Nuan did not frown, did not cry in pain, although it was sweat drops like rain, but he only held Song Wangchen's hand, and looked at his icy and jade smile stupidly, as if he had eaten a lot of sugar, diluting all the pain in his body.

Until the melodious flute sounded, Ji Nuan's face suddenly froze and he fainted.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that I was in the twilight stream, no, it should be Lingxi Meishan, the delicate red plum was covered by heavy snow, condensed into eye-catching water red ice flowers, but what was more eye-catching than that was the scarlet flowing in the snow, and the dead corpses all over the mountains.

Ji Nuan was so shocked that she covered her mouth and began to look for Song Wangchen's figure in a panic, and saw that he was standing not far away, smiling at her lips, so she wanted to rush to tell him that she was afraid and wanted to leave this terrifying place with him.

As soon as she took a step, she felt a throbbing pain in her abdomen, and when she lowered her eyes, she was already a Liujia body, and her red clothes were completely fused with the blood flowing in the snow, and the red was dazzling and piercing.

She screamed in fright as she became a night spirit again.

She didn't believe it, so she wanted to go to Song Wangchen to ask for clarification, but when she raised her eyes, she found that Song Wangchen stabbed into the body of the fox king with the evil in his hand, and there was a cool evil smile on his cold cheeks.

She yelled at him, "Ling Cheng, why are you doing this?" and covered her mouth again as soon as she asked, because she hadn't thought of asking him like this.

Ji Nuan clearly knew that all this was just a nightmare, but she just couldn't control herself from asking him, angry, and heartache.

Ling Cheng didn't answer, but instead pulled out the evil and stabbed a sword again.

The snow-white fox fur had already been dyed scarlet, like the blood flowing in the snow, it was particularly dazzling, and the blood at the corner of the fox king's mouth was gushing like a spring, but he stretched out his hand again, looked back and shouted to her: "Ling'er, go, go!"

The fox king's weather-beaten cheeks were filled with infinite desolation and resentment, and tears glittered in her eyes, piercing her eyes and stinging her heart.

The fighting around her continued, and one after another fox compatriots fell in front of her, wailing and screaming endlessly.

Ji Nuan staggered back two steps, and her ankles were suddenly grabbed by a pair of bloody palms, no matter how she moved, the man just refused to let go.

The man's eyes were full of resentment, and when he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood sprayed on her plain white plum blossom embroidered shoes, and he bared his teeth and roared at her: "Night Spirit, you are a sinner who lured the wolf into the house, and you are the culprit who killed everyone in the fox clan, you deserve to die, what qualifications do you have to live in the world?"

"No, it's not me, it's not me, I'm Ji Nuan, not the night spirit, not the night spirit!" Ji Nuan covered his ears with his hands, kept shaking his head in denial, and the tears in his eyes had already flooded.

"You're the Night Spirit, you're a sinner, you deserve to die!"

The man swallowed his breath after scolding emotionally, but the restraints on his feet still refused to let go, Ji Nuan was so anxious that he stomped his feet, wanting to shake his hands away, but his center of gravity was unstable and he sat in a pool of blood.

As soon as her hands touched the ground, she hurriedly retracted and looked at it, her white little hands were covered with blood, and the thick smell of blood around her stimulated her nerves all the time, and she kept coughing and vomiting blood.

The cold wind was accompanied by a "rustling" sound, and on the blood-red snow, a row of shoe prints that were three points into the ground were stepped on, and a pair of bloodstained cloth covered with blood stopped in front of her.

When he raised his eyes, he saw Ling Chenghan leaning over and staring at her, a pair of deep starry eyes full of treachery, and a sneer on his clear and handsome cheeks, his sultry thin lips hooked up.

"Because I deliberately approached you from the beginning, in order to destroy the entire fox clan, you see, look at the corpses all over the mountains, look at the dead fox king, they all died because of you!

Born a demon, but you don't know how to grow your brain, you haven't learned anything, but you want to be pitied like people, you say, are you stupid?"

He pinched Ji Nuan's jaw, forced her to move her eyes, and shook her away after she closed her eyes tremblingly.

The strength was so great that she fell to the ground heavily, her eyes were full of mist, but she stubbornly stood up on the ground, her heavy body stood slowly, she looked into his eyes, and tried to smile.

"Ye Ling believes you, not because she is stupid, because she has love in her heart, but you are not worthy of her love, and I, am not Ye Ling, I am Ji Nuan!"

Ling Cheng, you should die!" After saying that, his hands grabbed his throat fiercely, and since it was a demonic obstacle in his heart, killing him would remove it all.

With all the resentment, Ji Nuan kept exerting force on his wrist, pinching him to a pale face, his pupils were stunned into a huge round, his thin purple and blackened lips opened slightly, and he tried his best to say, "Lady, I am forgetful of dust!"

Ji Nuan trembled suddenly, Song Wangchen, he is Song Wangchen, not Ling Cheng, no!

The resentment in his heart gradually subsided, his palm slowly moved away, and he turned into his embrace, closing his eyes and softly calling "Forget the dust, Xianggong,"

When she opened her eyes again, she saw that Song Wangchen's face was pale, but he hugged her tightly, there was loneliness all around, there was no blood, no dead bodies, but she was still disgusted, she hurriedly pushed Song Wangchen away, and spit out a mouthful of turbid blood mixed with Gu corpses.

Song Wangchen stroked her back and comforted her softly, and when Ji Nuan grabbed his neck, he clearly heard her vicious words, "Ling Cheng, you should die!"

He didn't know why Ji Nuan's inner demon was caused by Ling Cheng, Ling Cheng had already died thousands of years ago, what would be the relationship between the two of them?

He couldn't figure it out, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he could only try his best to tell her that he was Song Wangchen.

Fortunately, Ji Nuan let go of his hand when he heard it, and the person gradually sobered up.

The death of all the Gu worms meant that Ji Nuan's demon blood was also removed, and she finally survived.

Ji Nuan brushed away the blood from the corners of her mouth, looked at Song Wangchen with hazy teary eyes, and saw that his face was pale and a blood mark was pinched out of his neck, so she knew that she had mistaken him for Ling Cheng just now and almost killed him.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!"

Song Wangchen hugged her tightly and told her that he was fine, she finally survived, and the demon blood was removed.

......

The white-haired old man who was alone outside the secret room, holding his chest with trembling hands, with a relieved smile on his face, his snow-white braid was stained red by the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and on the pear wood floor was the bone that was broken into several large pieces.

Demon blood is removed, spirit Gu is dead, bones are destroyed, and those who cultivate Gu will be counterattacked!

But so what? The old life is still there, and after the storm, it is sunny again.