Originally, this array of eyes would not allow unrelated people to break in, but because Yun was casually on the side when the Dao Leader was arranging the array at that time, the formation felt the fluctuation of her presence and aura. This time when it saw the blood, the cloud was in the array again, and it was automated.

Dao Chang and Rong He hurried up, but saw Shen Qianqian standing next to Yun Xian. Although he knew that Shen Qianqian should not hurt her, but after all, she was a powerful ghost, so in a hurry, the Dao Chang pointed out a sword qi with his fingers, and shouted at the same time: "Stay away from her!"

It's okay if he doesn't shout, but when he shouts, he instantly attracts Shen Qianqian's attention. The sword qi was dodged by her, and the skirt on her body flew up, like a blood-colored flower. The surrounding yin qi rose dozens of times, and Rong He took advantage of her to hide from the sword qi and pulled Yun over at will to protect him in his arms, and then raised his head, Dao Chang was already inseparable from Shen Qianqian. The snow around was swept up, and it was almost impossible to see the current situation. But if you look closely, you can clearly see that the Taoist chief is almost not fighting back, just blindly avoiding her.

"Master, be careful!"

The cloud writhed casually in Rong You's arms. As if she suddenly thought of something, she took out the talisman paper that the Taoist chief had given her from her palm, and threw it all out regardless of whether it was wasted or not. I saw dozens of golden lights flashing in the darkness, and they formed a cage to surround Shen Qianqian. As if she was unwilling, she screamed and struggled everywhere, trying to break this prohibition.

But it's not an option to let her crash down. Seeing that the red mark between the Dao Chief's eyebrows gradually appeared, Rong He hurriedly shouted: "Summer none!"

These three words were like a spell, which directly stunned Shen Qianqian. She almost didn't care what her current situation was, gasped and quieted down, and suddenly turned her head straight at Rong He with her blue-black face, and asked, "What? What did you say? You said 'Summer None'? You just mentioned him, didn't you?"

Rong He hugged the cloud in his arms a little tighter, only to feel that her face was too scary, and leaned back: "Yes." ”

Seeing that she was quiet, the Taoist made a few handprints and took the rune paper back into his palm, Chaoyun smiled casually to show that he was fine, who expected this little girl to cry directly, and turned her whole face to look at him unhappily.

Shen Qianqian suddenly smiled at Rong He. She was like a different person, the ghost fire on her body gradually dimmed, and the color of rouge appeared on her face. She lowered her head, and the waves in her beautiful eyes flickered before she said timidly: "Is he coming tomorrow? He will marry me tomorrow, right? You are his friend, can you tell me?"

Rong He was frightened by the speed at which she changed her face. The Taoist chief directly and vigorously pulled Shen Qianqian over, let her face him, and said coldly: "No, you know, he won't come to marry you again at all." ”

"You're lying!" she opened the master's hand and shouted angrily, "He'll come, he promised me!"

The Taoist lowered his head and looked at his injured hand, and then continued his words, even a little unkindly: "You are dead!"

"You've killed so many people, have you ever thought about their wives and children? They didn't have to be like you! Now they can only live better than die!"

Shen Qianqian looked at Dao Chang blankly, her face showing a gray-black color that only dead people have. Her lips trembled, and two tears rolled down her face.

"No, it's not like that! Those men, they don't have a good thing! I'm helping ......."

"Do you want to help those people to become like you? You can take revenge on others, but what about them? Wash their faces with tears all day long, that's what you want to see?"

Demons don't shed tears, but when she cries, it's like burning her soul. She cried and laughed, her whole body was shaking, and she barely had the strength to stand anymore. But Dao Chang and Rong He looked at her quietly, and their faces all showed a look of compassion without exception.

"I'm dead, I'm dead, the man in this world is ......"

She spoke in fits and starts, barely forming a sentence.

But when she was sober, she remembered waiting for him, waiting for someone who would never be able to wait.

"Summer is not guilty of treason with the enemy, and he will be beheaded in a few days. He's in prison now...... He didn't live in human form. ”

"I should, I already knew. ”

Shen Qianqian nodded, but tears dripped from her eyes. She smiled self-deprecatingly, "I shouldn't want too much. If he loves me, he loves me, it's good to come out of the Qinglou and be satisfied, but I still want to be his wife, I am such a person, what else do I have to do?"

"Y-you don't hate him?"

"He collaborated with the enemy and treason, and was hated by the whole world. Such a man, I have paid the wrong life for life. ”

She seemed to be caught up in the memories, those memories of only two people.

The sky is gradually getting brighter, and there is already morning light trying to break through the clouds. But Shen Qianqian didn't move, she stood quietly.

"I killed so many men, I thought that all men in the world were merciless. ”

The Taoist chief's heart moved, he raised his eyes to look at Shen Qianqian, and silently recited "Taiyi Saving Suffering Tianzun Said to Dial Du Xudu Blood Lake Sutra"

"I was wrong, I was wrong. ”

A faint ray of sunlight hit her shoulder from the treetops, and a wisp of green smoke rose. As if she was unconscious, she turned her head to look in the direction of the summer resort in the summer mansion, and only muttered the word "you", which gradually dissipated.

Although Yun Xian's head was buried in Rong He's arms, he couldn't help but sneak a glance at Shen Qianqian. It was she who inexplicably thought of the ballad he sang when he went down the mountain with Master that day.

"The peach is dying, scorching its ......"

Was it an accident that Master sang this ballad at that time?