In the middle of the hour, the paper flying dragon landed outside Zilin Town, Yangzhou.

The redbud flowers here are in full bloom, like intricate purple brocade. The moonlight was still thick, and there was silence in all directions, so that the fox Zhenzhen stepped on the soft falling flowers and walked forward slowly.

The familiar scene, the familiar woods full of purple flowers, she faintly felt that she remembered something, at that time she did not seem to go to see the uncle with the mood of anticipation and joy, her heart was unprecedentedly cautious and huge doubts, her pace was hesitant and slow.

All the way into Zilin Town, the sky is still not bright, there are already two or three pedestrians on the street, and the aroma of the food shop is endless.

Ling Zhenzhen walked according to her impressions, rounded two streets, turned three corners, and stopped in front of a very small inn.

It's here.

As soon as the dozing guy saw her, he immediately came to his senses: "The girl wants to stay in the hotel, please come in!"

Ling Fox Zhenzhen walked in and looked around, the lobby was empty, and there were no guests.

"I want the leftmost room on the third floor. She remembered that her uncle lived there.

The guy said strangely: "That's a place to pile up sundries, not a guest room, the girl said the room next to it?"

She didn't answer, just dropped the money and walked straight to the third floor.

But what the guy said was right, the guest room where her uncle lived in her memory was very dusty and full of debris, and she couldn't live in it at all.

Ling Fox Zhenzhen was stunned for a long time, and suddenly heard a sharp wind sound sweeping through the corridor, she jumped around like a rabbit, but saw Qin Xi with her hair draped, her coat open, one foot bare, and a shoe in the other, looking at her murderously.

"Little Senior Sister. His gasp was a little rough, "Don't stand still." ”

Ling Fox Zhenzhen looked at him in confusion as he gritted his teeth and tied his hair with his shoes and belt, Taishang was thousands of miles away from Yangzhou, didn't he know the way? How did he find it? It used to be, no matter where she went, he could find it immediately, did he tie an invisible rope to her?

Seeing that he was picking up and coming towards her, she subconsciously retreated backwards: "I, I'm here to find my uncle......"

Qin Xi didn't say a word, he lifted her waist and carried her up, her stomach hit his shoulder hard, and her voice changed in pain: "You ......"

"The elders have sent someone to arrest you. He interrupted her coldly, "This trip back, I must go to the Ice Hell Peak once." Now that you have the right to dispose of it, you will say one more word, and you will stay on it for one more day. ”

Why?!

Ling Fox Zhenzhen was furious: "I won't go back!"

Qin Xi showed no mercy: "Okay, four more days." ”

He kicked open the door of the guest room, and the cold electricity rushed out like a white dragon, wrapping around the wall three times, and then he threw her to the ground, but without looking at her, he walked to the bed and sat down on it.

After a while, he raised his head with the corner of his forehead, his gaze only pressed on her face for a moment, and then hurriedly avoided it, and said in a low voice: "Little senior sister, junior brother has been restless for more than half a month, and he has traveled thousands of miles to arrest you overnight, so he is really tired enough." Don't speak, junior and junior breathe for a while, if there is anything, go back and say. ”

After saying that, he didn't even take off his shoes, and fell directly on the mattress.

Ling Hu Zhenzhen stood in the middle of the guest room and looked around blankly, the cold electricity entangled in one place poured electric light into her silently, and Qin Yuanxi on the bed did not move, raising an arm to block it in front of her.

It was useless to block it with her hand, she saw it, and the thick black shadow under his eyes must have been extremely tired.

My stomach began to hurt, and from the time I saw him, the more it hurt, the worse it became, and there was something hot flowing out, and something cold pouring in.

If you lean in, it's like you'll never be able to pay it off.

But if she pays it off, can she start over? She's no longer the villain who snatched the treasure, and he doesn't have to worry about it every day, and those days when everything shines can still continue, right?

Ling Hu Zhenzhen slowly approached the bed, hesitated for a long time, and called him softly: "Qin Yuanxi, I can ......"

Qin Xi suddenly raised her hand, a clear light crossed her throat, she only felt that her lips were moving, but her voice couldn't come out, and when she was stunned, his belt was pulled by him and fell on him.

He put one hand around her head and pressed it tightly to her chest, his palm covered her cheek, his voice was low, and his chest shook slightly: "I don't want to listen to you, just go back with me, and soon you will forget about the unpleasant things, and you will be happy every day in the future." ”

His arms tightened as if to break her, causing Fox Vera to writh in pain as he held her.

What does it mean to forget unpleasantness? His words inexplicably made her shiver.

His hair was gently brushed away, his forehead was cold, and his lips were kissed on it like night dew, and his voice was soft and slow: "Little senior sister, don't move, sleep." ”

The last two words were like an infusion of aura, drilling into Ling Fox Zhenzhen's ears, and the uncontrollable sleepiness struck, and she fell silently into sleep.

It's the endless bridge again, and the clouds and mist of the past are stirring, and they are all vying to confide in her about the past.

Ling Fox Zhenzhen saw a lot of herself, those who practiced flying blades, those who attracted thunder and fire, and even those who killed people.

Remembering, she curled up in the weeds of Manman, staring at the figure in the distance, she had to kill this man, for what reason she couldn't remember, she only knew that she had to kill him.

Thunder and fire began to surround her, and she seemed so tired that she could only summon a flying blade, but if she wanted to kill her, one was enough.

The flying blade bypassed the clear light of his protective body like a bird, and passed through his chest, he obviously did not expect such a development, and froze there, blood quickly staining the placket red.

The fire was so fierce that he couldn't stand on the ground, and suddenly turned his head to look here, with thick black and beautiful eyebrows - Qin Yuanxi?!

Ling Fox Zhenzhen woke up suddenly, Pan Shensi began to drill into her heart again, this time the pain was worse than ever, she opened her mouth to scream, but she couldn't make a sound, only cold sweat rolled down her forehead one by one.

Sneak attack, flying blade piercing the heart, it turned out that she used this method to grab the Panshen silk.

The story that Qin Yuanxi said that day came to mind again: You worked hard to get the baby, but someone stabbed you in the heart and snatched the baby, what would you do?

What to do? Poke back, of course, snatch it back.

Pan Shensi seemed to crush her heart, so that the fox Zhenzhen's tears began to fall uncontrollably, gasping for breath, but she couldn't breathe.

Her face was held by a pair of hands, and Qin Xi touched her forehead against her forehead.

The lethargy technique began to be useless, and she woke up after a moment of deep sleep, and touched the Panshen Silk again.

He didn't care much for a while, just tried to calm down Pan Shensi with his own qi and relieve her of pain.

But his qi was like a mud cow entering the sea, and he couldn't find the Panshen Silk in her meridians.

Qin Xi's heart sank slightly, and she tried to flow the qi into her heart along the meridians, and sure enough, the coiled spirit silk was entrenched there, entangled with her more and more, and finally shrunk into a very small ball, deeply embedded in her heart.

This is the method of refining, who taught her? Or do you remember that she tried to refine the Panshen Silk?

Qin Xi's heart sank completely, and he only felt a chill to the bone.

From the time she suddenly went to Ermai Mountain and refused to come out for more than half a month, he noticed that something was wrong.

In addition, he suddenly forcibly left his pulse in the middle of the night, and came to Zilin Town to say that he was looking for his uncle. When has she ever been to Zilin Town since she got the Panshen Silk? How did she know this place? The wasteland outside the town with a radius of nearly 100 miles is the place where he was assassinated that day.

There is only one possibility for all kinds of signs, she somehow regained her memory, and the choice she made was to abscond with Panshensi and find the uncle who was in the same group as the Immortal Saint.

How can you let her go?

Qin Xi tightened his arms, hating to crush her.

Ling Fox Zhenzhen never dared to look at him, how could he dare to look at her eyes carefully, if it was cold inside, it would really hurt more than stabbing him.

She was struggling weakly, Qin Xi covered her eyes with her hands, and comforted her softly: "Zhen Zhen, it's okay, you'll be fine soon." ”

Ling Fox Zhenzhen earned the last blow, and then heard him whisper again: "Even if it is a bad fate, I will correct it into a good fate." Let's go. ”

The wind blew open the wooden window, and his whole body was like a raging wind, enveloping her out of the guest room.