fifty-two

After the elders and Ye Suolan left from the Taiji Hall, the Jiang brothers and sisters got up, Jiang Xingge glanced at Jiang Xingque with disappointment, and turned around and left without saying anything more. The young man in white stepped out of the empty and silent hall alone, and in Jiang Xingque's eyes, he was endlessly lonely.

It wasn't until the other party's figure was completely swallowed up by the moonlight that Jiang Xingque mustered up the courage to walk out of the hall, praying that the night would be longer with every step, and it would be best never to usher in the morning sun.

As soon as he walked down the steps in front of the Taiji Palace, a familiar voice came from behind Jiang Xingque, and when he turned around, he saw that it was Yan Yin. He wore a heavy cloak and wrapped himself tightly, looking weak, but the expression on his face was as if the world was in his palm.

"You owe me one more time, Jiang Xingque. He looked at the girl looking back in fear, his face was pale that could not be concealed: "How do you want to pay me back?" Yan Yin said and left with a smile without staying long, and Jiang Xingque stood alone outside the hall and was silent, unable to return to his senses for a long time.

Before dawn in the east, the night shrouded the pear forest in front of Yujing Peak, and before she knew it, Jiang Xingque had already walked to the entrance, she wanted to take another look, even if it was hopeless, she still wanted to give it a try.

Under the stone steps, in front of the immortal pillar, the Bai brothers and sisters finally got rid of the hypocritical politeness at the banquet, and rushed back to Kunlun without even having time to change out of the gorgeous clothes on their bodies.

Unlike Xia Huairuo, even at this time, Bai Zhi and Bai Qi still put away their swords and ran towards the end of the steps step by step. The heavy shackle-like cloak swayed with Angelica's steps, like a blue butterfly about to fly to the sky along the stone steps that led to the sky.

The complicated dress hindered Bai Zhi's progress again and again, and finally, after another fall, she gritted her teeth and got up from the steps, and as she ran upwards, she lowered her arms and let the bronzing and silver-plated cloak fall from her body. Seeing Bai Zhi's appearance, Bai Qian also ripped off the cloak on his body and ran towards the pear forest behind the clouds.

Seeing Qin Shuangye approaching the center of the swamp lake step by step, Xia Huairuo finally couldn't help but rush out from behind the mountain rocks, she drew her sword and slashed it across her fingertips, wrote a spell on the sword body with blood, and then quickly sealed and recited: "Everything in the world is called by me." All beings in heaven and earth are ordered by me!"

In an instant, just like in Xie Boyu's story before, thousands of pear blossoms poured towards Qin Shuangye like snow, wrapping her tightly in it, Xia Huairuo and Gu Hai stared at the huge ball of pear blossoms on the lake, and seeing that it had not moved for a long time, they finally lowered their sword-holding hands with confidence.

The blood used to write runes rolled down from the sword, and at the moment when it fell from the tip of the sword, the sphere wrapped in pear blossoms on the lake suddenly cracked from the inside, and those pear blossoms flew away like sharp blades, piercing into the trunk and dirt, cutting Gu Hai and Xia Huairuo's clothes into cracks.

After the pear blossoms dispersed, the figure shrouded in black mist was still on the swamp lake, and she walked straight to the center of the lake with stiff limbs as if she couldn't hear the call of Xia Huairuo and Gu Hai. Finally, when her toes touched the water above the green jade, a circle of ripples spread from that point, and the calm lake instantly rippled as if countless droplets had fallen.

"Frost Leaf!" Bai Zhi's cry came from the pear forest, and the figure in the middle of the swamp lake finally seemed to react, she turned her head a little sluggishly, but at the moment when her eyes were about to meet, she fell into the cold lake water like a foot in the air.

The blue figure stepped on a pear tree in the moonlight, and flew forward to reach forward with his hands in an attempt to catch the girl who was gradually swallowed by the lake. At this moment, Qin Shuangye seemed to be finally awake, even though his body was already submerged in the water, he still raised his hand towards the figure.

In Gu Hai's eyes, the fingertips of the two seemed to have intersected, only Bai Zhi knew that she was finally a second late, the cold touch of the flowing water waves came from her fingertips, and Qin Shuangye under the lake was still smiling at her, that expression was extremely gentle, but the light in her eyes had already disappeared a moment ago.

After a short period of stagnation, the lake water, which was originally as calm as a mirror, suddenly stretched out several water vines from the silt at the bottom of the lake and dragged Qin Shuangye down fiercely. Bai Zhi wanted to reach out and grab it, but it was such a thin layer of water, but it was as hard as steel, she pulled out Xiangjun and slashed towards the lake again and again, even if the tiger's mouth was shocked and numb, there was still no intention to stop.

A little light rose from the bottom of the lake, and Gu Hai watched it gradually approach the surface of the lake, turning from a faint firefly into a small ball of clear silver and white light, if I remember correctly, it was what the gentlemen mentioned in class, soul.

Bai Zhi also stopped waving her sword when she saw the point of light, and she fell to her knees on the surface of the lake to try to catch it, but the small ball that radiated a gentle light did not go her way. It slowly approached Angelica Angelica, but the moment it touched the surface of the lake, it shattered into countless points of light like a punctured soap bubble.

Those points of light struggled to cling to the surface of the lake for a long time as if they hadn't reacted, and finally fell like fireworks, gradually disappearing into the silence and cold water.

Bai Zhi, who was slumped on the surface of the lake, tried to grasp the points of light like a child who had broken his mother's vase, but could only watch as the last ray of light disappeared under the surface of the lake. She screamed and pounded the hard surface of the lake beneath her, which didn't even ripple, as if it would break if it worked hard enough.

Gu Hai and Xia Huairuo in front of the mountain and stone looked at everything that happened in front of them in a daze, and they didn't know what to say for a long time. Gu Hai stiffly turned around and walked towards the way he came, Xia Huairuo only then followed as if he had reacted, the sword in his hand forgot to be retracted into the sheath, and the blood stains on it had long since disappeared, as if he was laughing at all these efforts in vain.

Gu Hai suddenly asked the moment before stepping out of the pear forest, "Senior sister, those fireflies can't gather into souls anymore, can they?" Xia Huairuo stopped and glanced at Gu Hai in a daze, she opened her mouth, but finally did not answer this question.

Fireflies also flashed into Jiang Xingque's eyes, and those lights flashed in her eyes, and then only endless darkness remained, "What have I done?" she asked in a trembling whisper, but no one in the deep pear forest could give her an answer.

Bai Zhi's heart-rending cries continued to reach Jiang Xingque's ears, and they gradually changed from clear words to roars, and finally turned into silence. Jiang Xingque took a step back as if she couldn't support it, and that sound alone was enough to attract Bai Zhi's attention, the girl slowly turned her head to look at the shore, and at the moment when her eyes fell on Jiang Xingque, she pulled out Xiangjun at an almost invisible speed, and pointed directly at Jiang Xingque's throat without saying a word.

Bai Qi, who had been on the other side of the swamp lake and had not been able to come back to his senses, finally reacted at this moment, and he shouted to the other side: "Sister!" That shout did not stop Bai Zhi's actions, but it successfully made the sword momentum of the spirit sword pause for half a second. It was this half second that gave Jiang Xingge enough time, he picked up Bai Zhi's sword, picked Jiang Xingque up by the waist, and turned around and left without hesitation while Bai Zhi had not stabilized his body.