Nanfeng's face changed greatly after seeing Lingxi unconscious, and hurriedly delivered spiritual energy to him, light blue light floated around Lingxi, and Lingxi's body was also like another tentacle like a black and red aura drilled out, once it touched those light blue light spots, it was devoured.

It happened in an instant...... The black-red aura greedily devoured the aura of the south wind and even the aura around it.

Lingxi, who was in a coma, should have just left it knowing nothing, hearing nothing, until the next time he opened his eyes and the light entered his eyes.

But she began to dream again, a somewhat cruel dream—

The mountain is full of pink peach blossoms, and the fragrance of flowers blows and flutters in the wind, falling on her shoulders and hair, making her feel more comfortable than ever.

But in the wind there was an unusual sound, and although Lingxi couldn't hear it clearly, this sound seeped into her pores with great fear and horror.

It is a sound, but it transcends the limitations of what can be heard.

Gradually, Lingxi began to hear it a little, and this howl was like a kind of catharsis that spread all over the mountains, hysterical and boundless.

The voice is majestic and lonely, because each sorrow is different, and they only cry for themselves.

The sound may have no boundaries, but the sorrow contained in it is overflowing.

The fluttering petals began to turn red, and their dominating gaze could reach every corner, drowning people in the sea of flowers.

Lingxi was disoriented, she couldn't see the inside in front of her, she didn't know where her heart was, she remembered that she was looking for someone, but she didn't remember his appearance, her empty cry rang out: "South Wind ......"

No one answered in the rain of flowers, and her voice became extraordinarily pale and helpless, as if the name she shouted was simply put together by two unrelated words, meaningless, pointless, and the voice became a red thread without the other end, and after it started from one end, it had nowhere to live, and the hollow was desolate.

It seems that the name shouted could not help but be answered by no one present, and there is no relative life behind the name.

She saw a person standing in the depths of the sea of flowers, standing in the rain of flowers, standing at the end of the rain of red flowers, like a ghost who had lost her body, she ran over and shouted, "Nanfeng, is it you?"

The man turned around and sneered, "Hong'er, how can you forget me?"

"Master, why are you here?"

"Why am I not here, I will always be here, I will be here all my life......" He rushed towards Lingxi, his voice ghostly: "How can you forget me, you have nothing to forget me, I have been waiting for you for a long, long time, I have been waiting for you to come back......"

Lingxi retreated in a panic, and all the blood-red petals suddenly came at her, and she shouted, "Master!"

Then in the gaps of those blood-red petals, I saw blood-drenched heads: Yin, Shun, Xin, Chang Yuechen, Lan Huanxi......

Their voices were as low as curses: "Lingxi, why don't you come to our rescue......?"

Bloody eyes came from all directions, trying to envelop her and tear her apart.

Lingxi struggled and shouted, "Ah......hh

"Hong'er, Hong'er!" Nanfeng hurriedly woke her up and asked uneasily, "Are you having a nightmare?"

Lingxi sweated profusely, got up from the futon, and then hugged Nanfeng tightly, and said over and over again: "Nanfeng, Nanfeng, don't go, don't leave me." ”

Nanfeng's body stiffened, and then he stretched out his hand to hug him back, "I'm not leaving, I'm here to accompany you." He comforted Lingxi and said, "Hong'er, don't be afraid, the matter is over, and it will be fine." ”

In the next moment, Lingxi violently pushed away the south wind and stepped back, "You are not the south wind, absolutely not!"

Nanfeng was stunned for a moment, then squeezed out a smile at the corner of his mouth, and said, "I am indeed not." ”

Then Lingxi didn't pay attention to it, and muttered to himself: "Nothing has passed, the nightmare has just begun, I feel it, the nightmare has just begun......"

Nanfeng frowned and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"No, it's true. Lingxi raised his head violently, and said with infinite fear in his voice: "I always feel that the people around me will leave me one by one, and death will hover around me. ”

"Hong'er, don't be too nervous. Nanfeng lowered his eyes and comforted: "Don't think about these unhappy things, just rest well." ”

Ling Xi suddenly lowered his eyes again, and then said in a low voice: "Emperor Xuan, I'm sorry, you go out first." ”

Nanfeng didn't speak, got up from the side of the bed and said dejectedly: "Since you have remembered me, those painful memories are not far from you, Lingxi promised me that I must control myself when the time comes." ”

Hearing this, Lingxi seemed to understand whether he understood or not, and then buried his head in the crook of his arm, and sobbed in a low voice, tears flowing uncontrollably.

But the door rang again at this time, Lingxi raised his head, but Bai Junqian appeared in his field of vision, and he walked in with a sad face.

The moment Lingxi saw him, she was stunned at first, and then rushed towards Bai Junqian without even wearing shoes, she hugged Bai Junqian, "Master." She hugged very hard.

Bai Junqian didn't know what was going on, he only knew that there was a strange sound in the room where Nanfeng said Lingxi just now, and he came to check, but he didn't expect it......

"Lingxi, what's wrong with you?"

Lingxi didn't answer, just shook his head vigorously in his veiled hands.

Bai Junqian saw that her whole body was still cold, standing barefoot on the ground without shoes, and even her body still began to tremble a little, he couldn't bear to pick up Lingxi, and then walked towards the bed.

Lingxi sat on the bed, but still didn't want to let go of Bai Junqian, she leaned on Bai Junqian's chest, rested, and said, "Master, it's so stuffy in the house, shall we go out for a walk?" The temperature from Bai Junqian's body, as if it had redeemed her, pulled her away from the nightmare just now, until she knew that this was the real world.

Bai Junqian didn't know what was going on, but he heard another noise in Lingxi's room in front of him, so he walked in, but Lingxi was the only one in the room......

Looking at Lingxi, whose face was full of tears, Bai Junqian couldn't help but feel his heart, so he nodded and agreed to Lingxi.

The moon was as cool as water, and the pools of the palace flowed like moonlight splashing on the ground, flowing at an imperceptible speed, as if to accomplish some ulterior task.

The two walked side by side in the corridor, Lingxi was preoccupied, bowed his head and was silent, Bai Junqian didn't know what was going on, and he didn't know what to say to comfort him, both of them were silent, and even their steps were very light.

"Look, isn't that from the Xia family, where is he going so late?"

Bai Junqian looked in the direction of Lingxi's pointing, but saw that Xia Houyin's brisk steps were completely different from the heavy appearance of sitting in a wheelchair seen during the day, and his whereabouts were hidden and hurried.

He diffuses the weirdness and weirdness in his body, deriving a dark undertone, as if it is not that he has melted into the night, but that the night has become him, his all-pervasive breath.

He seems to be sneaking up on something......

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