Jiang Xingque's eyes were deepened runes, and she kept reading in her mouth: "No, no, how could Qin Shuangye know about Jiang's incantation, it shouldn't!" She lifted up those runes one by one as if she was crazy, and tore them to pieces, but once the sacrificial array was formed, there was no way to stop.

The air by the swamp lake was glowing with a hint of intermittent coolness, and Jiang Xingque sat down on the falling flowers in the place, tears falling from those dull and godless eyes. She sat for a long time, and finally, as if she remembered something, she looked at Jiang Xingge not far away with pleading eyes.

"Heh, what do you think I'm doing?" I asked you at the time, what did you say?" Jiang Xingge stood under a pear tree and sneered and walked towards the girl with a sad face on the edge of the swamp lake.

Until he arrived in front of Jiang Xingque, Jiang Xingge was still not comforted, he just looked condescendingly at the butterfly hairpin in the other party's hair trembling lightly due to crying. After a long time, Jiang Xingque finally raised his head, looked at Jiang Xingge with those eyes that were red from crying, and begged in a low voice: "Xingge, help me, help me, you must have a way, don't you?"

She stretched out her hand and carefully pulled the hem of Jiang Xingge's clothes, looking at the other party's eyes full of helplessness, but Jiang Xingge slapped away the hand that was tugging at the hem of his clothes and said, "Don't you think you look ugly now?" Miss Jiang, young master Xingque. ”

Hearing these words, Jiang Xingque lowered his eyes in silence again, and his eyes changed from helpless pleading to silence and emptiness. Jiang Xingge didn't intend to let her go, he bent down and pinched the girl's slender neck, forcing the other party to raise his eyes to look at him: "When I asked you, you told me that there was no problem, but what was the result? ”

Jiang Xingque couldn't understand whether she was crying because of a strong sense of suffocation, or because she was still full of remorse and guilt, she just kept clearly feeling the tears gushing out of her eyes and sliding down her cheeks. Jiang Xingge finally let go, he pushed Jiang Xingque away, and once again straightened his back, and the sword spike behind him shook slightly with his movements, and inadvertently swept away a pear blossom that fell on his sleeve.

He actually didn't care about Qin Shuangye's life or death, he was nothing more than an inconsequential person, at most he was just a classmate, he understood what he was angry about but never dared to admit it.

The method of changing the Demon Sealing Evil Array into a Sacrificial Array can only be practiced by the children of the Jiang family, where to put the pen, how to put the pen, how much strength, the required spell and how much cultivation to inject, these are all exquisite, even if ordinary people know which stroke to aggravate, it is absolutely impossible to succeed.

On the top of the five peaks of Kunlun, the only people who can know this technique are him and Jiang Xingque, as well as Yan Yin who avoided the snow and bamboo forest, but even so, the girl in front of him still never doubted her former brother, even if he was uncertain, even if he put the white jade pendant back to the swamp lake, but Jiang Xingque will always defend him.

"There are so many ways to seal them, but you just chose one to seal the demon suppression evil array. Jiang Xingge didn't know whether he was annoyed or helpless, his tone was always light, and he couldn't hear anything other than indifference and alienation. The girl who sat paralyzed among the floating pear blossoms retorted in a dumb voice: "But only you and I know in the whole Kunlun......

Jiang Xingque didn't understand why this sentence aroused Jiang Xingge's anger, until the young man in front of him suddenly sneered and squatted down, stared straight into her eyes and said, "Are you pretending not to know or are you really forgetting? Is that the one in the snow bamboo forest dead!"

"I've reminded you a thousand times, what about you? You take my words as a deaf ear, don't you? Now something happens and you want me to help you. My eldest miss, don't you know that the sacrificial array is unbreakable?" Jiang Xingge said and picked up the talisman seals that had been torn apart by Jiang Xingque and thrown aside, and then threw them on her face: "Even if you burn these to ashes, you won't be able to save Qin Shuangye, even so, do you still choose to believe Yan Yin?"

The sunset was sinking, and it suddenly rained heavily in the pear forest, and the stone lamps lit up from a distance, wrapped in a gentle halo by the rain, Jiang Xingge looked at the girl in front of him who was embarrassed by the rain but never moved.

Jiang Xingque just sat in the rain in a daze, and even forgot to add a talisman to herself, letting her heavy winter clothes be soaked by the rain, she didn't know how to answer Jiang Xingge's question, she didn't know whether to face the reality, or still follow her heart. She even remembered the touch when Yan Yin stroked the palm of her hand to her hair, which was obviously the most gentle and tolerant brother to her.

Seeing that she really didn't answer, Jiang Xingge finally turned around first, and the puddles formed by the raindrops rippled one after another as he walked away, and a somewhat vague voice covered by the rain reached Jiang Xingque's ears: "You go to the Ye family to inform the master, and I will go to inform the Bai sisters and brothers." The tone was cold and calm, as if it was not Jiang Xingge who was pinching Jiang Xingque's neck a few minutes ago and thought she was ashamed.

The tassels of the wind fell gently with Jiang Xingge's pace, as if hypnotic into Jiang Xingque's eyes, I don't know if it was because the rain was too heavy or she finally cried enough, the girl sitting in the rain finally stumbled to her feet, she looked at the back that was gradually drifting away, wearing the same clothes embroidered with her golden plum, and carrying a pair of swords with her frost, but the other party always seemed to be unwilling to like herself a little bit anyway.

Jiang Xingge's cold voice kept ringing in Jiang Xingque's ears, her steps became slower and slower, and finally stopped as if she no longer had the strength to move forward half a step. She raised her slender pale hands in front of her and stared at them for a long time, and finally said to herself in confusion and sadness: "Am I the murderer?"

In Taihua Peak's hut, Qin Shuangye woke up from the mixed smell of medicine, the right half of her face was painted with runes, and the birthmark was covered with all kinds of herbs, and she was about to get out of bed, Xie Boyu opened the door curtain and walked in.

"I'm going to die?" Qin Shuangye asked with a dark look, and even omitted the title of Xie Boyu.

"Well, you're going to die. Xie Boyu put down the hot medicine bowl at the head of the bed, and took a fragment of the Jiang family's secret technique that I don't know who extracted it from him and handed it to Qin Shuangye: "Who taught you?"

The girl on the bed barely stood up, hesitantly took the thin piece of paper in Xie Boyu's hand, she read the words on it carefully and then handed it back: "This method can indeed save Bai Zhi, isn't it? That person didn't lie to me." ”

She watched as Xie Boyu set the fragment to his fingertips on fire, and in an instant it was a pile of ashes. Under the corners of his eyes, the stinging pain when the skin was torn mixed with the redness, swelling and dull pain at the birthmark, Qin Shuangye wanted to put his hand on it and try it, but what he touched was a layer of fine medicinal powder covered with herbs.

"Don't touch it. Xie Boyu stopped.

"It's just a delay, so what's the matter. As she spoke, she tore off the herbs along with the scab that had just formed on the birthmark, and the thick dark red blood flowed down her cheeks again, she walked to the mirror and stared at the blood stain that broke the runes on her face, and her pale and chapped lips moved lightly: "Sir, then Bai Zhi will be fine, right?"

Xie Boyu raised his eyes to look at the girl in front of the bronze mirror, she was pale and fragile, as if a random gust of wind could blow her away, but the runes covering the right side of her face and the bloody birthmark made her look particularly weird.

Fingertips brushed from the corners of his eyes, stained with the blackened blood, Qin Shuangye raised his hand to his nose and sniffed, and finally smiled helplessly and relievedly.

The blood stinks.

"I'm starting to rot, don't worry about me anymore, Mr. Xie. ”