Her eyebrows curled slightly, with a hint of mockery, "What's your thing?"

"Oh, it's actually the jade flute I gave you before, I really gave it to you before, but after I wasn't around, I didn't want to think about it, I felt that I should have sent the wrong thing, no, I want to ask for something else, okay?" Ji Heng said sincerely, Chenxing's big eyes were glowing with a little aura.

"How can there be any reason to come back from the things that were sent, besides, the jade flute, I gave it away. She didn't speak slowly, but suddenly felt the cold fingers on her face pause slightly, "Gave it away?"

"Yes. Sang Wushi said.

His fingertips paused, and after a long time, his low laughter came again, "Xiao Pingping is really not cute, say it quickly, hand over the jade flute, and I will return your whip, how about it?"

If Sang Wushi still had a trace of luck with his appearance, then now he is all indifferent and returns the whip to her......

The cool wind blew in with the night rain, and the faint cold light emitted by the strange full moon in the night sky seemed meager in this dark room, and the dazzling lightning flashed in the sky, flickering in the light and darkness, and the two of them were silent on the bed.

She closed her eyes slightly, slowly opened them and glanced at Ji Heng, who was sitting lightly on the side of the bed, and hooked her lips and said, "It sounds good, but didn't you say that you lost the whip?

"That's just a joke, how can you take it seriously?" Fingers slowly moved to her light minibus, raised slightly, and Sang Wushi's indifferent golden eyes looked at him like this, but it was impossible to see what she was thinking at the moment. She tried her best to ignore the cold touch on her face, and said lightly: "The jade flute is really given away, let's talk about it...... That thing will suck the vitality of others for the master, and if you find it again, wouldn't it be better?"

The hand pinching her chin tightened slightly, and Ji Heng's expression finally changed slightly, "What......? The vitality of the human being, will it suck your vitality?"

Sang Wushi did not speak, and there was indifferent sarcasm in his eyes, as if mocking his pretense. And he, in her eyes, his expression became more and more obscure, staring at her eyes were full of depth, he couldn't believe Sang Wushi's words, but in the spiritual power test just now, he found that her lost spiritual power was really related to the jade flute...... He was suddenly a little uncertain again, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the force in his hand increased unconsciously, Sang frowned in pain for a moment, but he didn't say a word, not because she didn't want to speak, but because he didn't want to speak, but ...... She didn't know when, she couldn't speak again, and she was even deprived of the right to speak.

Her eyes were wide, with resentment and rage, but not the slightest timidity. She is not afraid of death, but she hates dying for no reason, and she hates the process of watching others slaughter her. She just stared at him, watching the emotions in his eyes change, full of doubts and darkness, a touch of struggle and unbearable quickly crossed, but in the end, she still stretched out a hand, glowing with aura, but it was shockingly cold, and slowly fell to her heart......

Sang Wushi looked at the hand that was getting closer and closer, the bones were distinct, she suddenly calmed down inexplicably, and even thought that if she saw Yan Jun again after a while, she said that she could no longer be sent away at will, she had to turn over his book of life and death before leaving, she must see, Ji Heng, who killed a thousand knives, what is the theory of life and death.

The hand has fallen to her mottled red chest, glowing with a cold and terrifying light, the five fingers are slightly clenched, Sang Wu's pupils suddenly shrank, it was the pain of the heart being torn, in an instant, her pale face was sweating, and a dead color slowly appeared, and after breathing heavily, it gradually weakened, but the hand did not hesitate, the slender five fingers continued to tighten, and the light in her eyes gradually dimmed. But suddenly, there seemed to be a deafening thunder from far away, with a loud sound that pierced the heavens and the earth, and suddenly startled the hand that was about to end Sang's life in a moment.

Her breathing was suffocated suddenly, and she caught a glimpse of Ji Heng's face suddenly darkening in the electric light, and the murderous aura around her body suddenly dispersed, and he disappeared in place in an instant, without even a trace of smoke. Sang sat up suddenly......

The hand she covered her chest slowly drooped, and there seemed to be still the pain in her chest that had been torn just now, at that moment, Ji Heng really wanted to kill her, the killing intent was inexplicable, but it was really cruel and not like a fake, and the jade flute ...... Her hands tightened, but suddenly, the ear-catching thunder that scared Ji Heng away in her dream sounded in the air again, rumbling as if a god was beating a big gong in the sky. Outside the window, the wind suddenly blew and cracked the wooden windows, and the cold rain drifted in, carrying a strong smell of sweet blood. Sang quickly turned over and got out of bed from time to time, the red sleeves flickered in the candlelight, but the wind was blown away by the influx of wind, and in the flickering light, a drop of cold blew to her warm cheeks, she stopped walking towards the window, and her hand caressed the cool, sticky touch, cold to the bone, mixed with a faint smell of blood.

Sang stretched out his hand from time to time, and the fingertips stained in the faint candle flame were a striking red. This is, blood.

Her heart sank, and she moved to the window in three or two steps, and a rush of thunder continued, as if to pierce the dark night, the rain and wind were wanton, and the strong smell of blood was almost suffocating. The roar of "bang", accompanied by a frightening flash of lightning, made Sang Wushi see very clearly that this cold and cold pouring rain was actually a dark red that dyed all the fields...... Red rain?

Sang Wushi was suddenly shocked, his eyebrows froze, and he suddenly shouted loudly: "Zi Mo! Are you there!" And this time, it didn't take long for Zi Mo's figure to appear beside her, his faint eyebrows swept over her, and he also turned his head to look at the dark blood rain outside the window, but he didn't say a word.

"You know what's going on. Her eyebrows frowned slightly, but it was the tone of the statement.

"Hmm. A faint response, but there seemed to be no intention to continue, Sang turned his head to look at him from time to time, and his delicate face was indifferent, as if he had expected everything in front of him. "Said something that would violate the principle again?" She suddenly said in a calm tone, looking at Zi Mo's gaze with inexplicability.

He turned his head to look at her, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, but he sighed imperceptibly, "This is the fall of a dragon vein." "The wind is still howling outside the window, and the boundless dark night and crimson can be seen in the candlelight, with a fishy smell that sweeps the heavens and the earth. Sang raised his eyebrows from time to time, indicating that he didn't understand.