After the pain, Lingxi gradually entered the same illusion again, but this time it was not the voice that appeared, but two people, a man and a woman, who couldn't see their faces clearly, but they were obsessed with each other.

"Hong'er. ”

"South wind. ”

Lingxi subconsciously approached, but as soon as she approached, the two dissipated again, and Lingxi's front turned back to white.

In this white space, there is no person, no sound, and an inexplicable sense of loneliness envelops here.

Then, a "Hong'er" came, just behind her, Lingxi immediately turned around, but fell into an embrace, extremely warm, obviously this is just an illusion, but she seems to be inseparable from this embrace.

But who is this person holding her in his arms......? As she was thinking this, as soon as she looked up, the person holding her disappeared again, and at the same time, the warmth and peace of mind disappeared.

"South wind. The voice rang out from her body.

When Lingxi heard this name, her thoughts paused slightly, but this silence was like a lifetime, and many visions unfolded in front of her eyes, dreamlike but lifelike—

I could almost hear each other's breathing, hear the joyful bursts of joy outside the house mixed with the sound of the child laughing and playing, and the sandalwood incense mist used to smoke books in the house curled into the air, and the warmth lingered ambiguously between the two, as if time had also frozen into glue, and the layers of layers were like silkworm cocoons trapping the two vivid hearts, not allowing them to separate.

Then the scene turned, in the wind and snow, at the end of the world, a figure slowly walked around.

"Da-da-da-da-"

The figure walked slowly.

But every step seemed to be stepping on Lingxi's heart, making Lingxi's heart seem to be bursting.

The snowy night seemed to be afraid of this figure, and it automatically moved out of his way ten feet away, forming a hollow area with no wind or snow in a radius of ten feet.

Lingxi's whole person was in the ice and snow, and the cold of the ice and snow couldn't help but make her tremble, but she couldn't move for half a minute.

She was afraid, but what was she afraid of? Could it be that figure......

"Huh!" a golden light flashed through the darkness, and the snow that connected the heavens and the earth was cut open like plain silk.

At the same time, the spirit was also withdrawn from this illusion.

But Lingxi's body was still trembling, and in this white world, she fell to her knees and covered her chest, which continued to rise and fall, like a weak butterfly trying to break free from its ugly cocoon, and finally turned into a cry of despair before exhausting the last of her strength.

It's a feeling like life is worse than death.

It was also the first time that Lingxi was so desperate to remember what she had forgotten, but these memory lapses made her breathless, and in the dark, she felt that she hated Nanfeng, but it was obvious that she loved Nanfeng.

But is this south wind really a 'south wind'?

She didn't know the answer, but the only thing she knew for sure was that she shouldn't have liked Bai Junqian, because she had already liked 'South Wind' in her memory.

And that memory is hers, and she can feel it clearly.

Suddenly, her heart felt as if it had cracked, and the pain was intense, and there was no one around her, just she was lying alone in this cold white space.

I closed my eyes because of the pain that life was worse than death.

By the time Lingxi opened her eyes again, Lingxi had already returned to reality, she was sweating profusely and looking pained, but because she wanted to complete the magic circle, she could only persevere.

After she glanced at Bai Junqian, she closed her eyes again.

The wind in the forest was a little strong, blowing her long hair fluttering, and there was no expression on her face, as if she had been immersed in something. There was a faint black-red brilliance on his body, and it continued to merge with the light that gushed out of the jade.

Then Shun increased the transmission of spiritual energy, and the light on the jade bi also came out quickly, and then invaded Lingxi's body and disappeared, and the light emitted by Lingxi's body began to flow slowly, looking very gorgeous.

Lingxi's expression looked very uncomfortable, and blood overflowed from his biting lower lip, Bai Junqian was worried, but during the process of the magic circle, it could not be interrupted, otherwise it would cause irreparable consequences.

Gradually, the spirit began to float into the air, and her whole body was powerless to let the light lift her up.

I don't know how long this scene lasted, and when Shun breathed a sigh of relief, and after the light of the magic circle weakened, Lingxi fell from mid-air, and Bai Junqian immediately went to pick it up, but found that there was a little more red on her forehead, and then immediately disappeared again.

"Lingxi?" Bai Junqian stroked Lingxi's head, and then wanted to wake up Lingxi, but Shun stopped him and said, "Wait, let the senior sister keep it like this first, otherwise ......"

Before he finished speaking, Shun is eyes were dark, and he passed out, Chang Yuechen couldn't help but feel nervous in this scene, and then immediately went over to help Shun up and take his pulse.

Under Bai Junqian's worried gaze, Chang Yuechen said: "It's just that the aura is exhausted, and the physical strength is exhausted. It seems that casting this circle is still too reluctant for him. ”

The rest of the people also gathered at this time, and finally returned to the inn.

Shangguan Gongzi stopped. Yin stopped Shangguan Bei Ling who wanted to enter the spirit room, but Shangguan Bei Ling looked at the unconscious Ling Xi with a worried face, and his steps were uncertain.

"My junior sister, she has a big life, it's fine. Xin patted Shangguan Beiling on the shoulder and said, but his expression did not relax at all.

In the evening, Lingxi woke up from the coma, and saw Bai Junqian at first sight, but she suddenly pushed Bai Junqian away, and laughed heartlessly, "Hahahahahaha" laughed until her eyes were full of tears, so uninhibited and lonely, like a flower that missed spring, extremely arrogant, and infinitely lonely.

It was as if she had changed into a different person.

"Lingxi?" Bai Junqian shouted.

Lingxi's eyebrows were a little colder, and there was a special meaning: "I thought I was going to die." ”

That's right, she had just experienced countless deaths in her dreams.

"What's wrong with you?" Before he finished speaking, Lingxi hugged Bai Junqian, buried his head in his neck, and didn't speak.

Then, when Bai Junqian reached out to touch her shoulder, she suddenly got up again.

"What's wrong with you?" Bai Junqian looked directly at Lingxi, but Lingxi still didn't answer, but looked away, she lifted the teapot on the table, poured tea into the empty cup, and then drank it all, her brows relaxed slightly.

"Lingxi!" Bai Junqian grabbed Lingxi's hand, and a pair of eyes full of worry lit up, asking her to look at him squarely.

Lingxi's heart trembled, and regret followed.

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