The jumping firelight flickered between his cold eyebrows, shaking Jiuluo's heart and liver.

She didn't understand why she saw three thousand people in her heart, and thousands of horses were galloping. For the first time in hundreds of years of life, she had this feeling of uncontrol.

Could it be that she owed him in her previous life? Did she owe money or life? Don't owe love debt. My father and mother have said that the love debt is the heaviest and cannot be repaid.

Thinking wildly, Sanqian had already walked in front of Jiuluo, he tugged at one of her wrists, and stared at her eyes motionlessly.

Jiu Luo felt that the wrist he grabbed was a hot pain, but this pain flowed into his heart along the blood, and it was the kind of sweetness with throbbing.

"You, you, what are you doing here?" Jiu Luo was stunned by him, the city in his heart was already in danger, and it was in danger of being attacked by three thousand at any time.

Complicated emotions flashed in Sanqian's eyes, as if it took a lot of patience to calm his mood, and only after a few breaths did he throw a thunderbolt.

"Zhu Jiuluo, do you think I want to grill fish? That's because you want to grill fish, you want to roast the river demon and eat it. It's also you who want to put your clothes on that rack and bake. Root...... I don't want to take off my robe. ”

His face darkened.

Jiu Luo looked at his clothes secretly, wearing dark pants and long shirts, looking like he was going to bed at home. It's pretty good.

She didn't understand what he meant by "I don't want to take off my robe." Didn't he take off his robe himself?

Tut-tut, the three thousand hooligans are all serious, and the jade tree is in the wind.

She withdrew her hand, but did not twitch, but had to ask, "What do you mean by that?"

Sanqian looked at her fixedly, and finally lost the battle, and sighed helplessly: "We are now in your illusion." All of this is what you came up with. Got it? It has nothing to do with me. ”

Jiuluo was even more confused.

"Illusion? ”

How did she come up with this? The smell of fish in the air mixed with the dark, damp smell of the cave.

A warm bonfire and a living three thousand.

Are these all her fantasies?

It's all too real. If there are three thousand in the fantasy, then she can't be selfish and not wake up.

She suddenly figured something out, "Could it be that I've been killed by that river demon?"

However, there was clearly her shadow on the wall, and there were three thousand.

Michichi let go of her hand and began to tell the whole story.

"You're alive. You have fallen for the river demon's soul trick and fallen into your own illusion. This kind of illusion is called 'past life and present life', and the knot in your heart is the calamity in your illusion. All dangers come from your heart, and all ways out are determined by your heart. So, all of this is your imagination right now. Do you understand?"

Without waiting for Jiuluo to answer, he continued: "To be honest, I don't like to eat fish either. Not because it has thorns, but because it doesn't like the fishy smell. "I don't know how much Jiuluo wanted to see him eat fish in his previous life, and he couldn't forget it in the illusion.

"How do you know I don't like fish?"

Jiuluo was still confused when she heard it, she didn't understand, could it be that three thousand was not really three thousand, but she imagined it in her head?

Is everything around you a dream?

Maybe it's really a dream.

Because it's impossible for Sanqian to know her preferences.

Three thousand looked at her.

She was pricked by a fish bone and could never eat fish again. Even in the illusion, he is so determined.

And what about him? The thorn in his heart was still there, but he couldn't ignore her.

Jiu Luo saw Sanqian looking at him motionlessly, thinking that it was really as he said, it was caused by her fantasies, and hurriedly stretched out his finger to poke his cheek, but was grabbed by Sanqian and held it in his hand.

"Jiuluo, you must get out of the illusion, otherwise you and I will die here. ”

Jiu Luo's fingers felt the temperature of his palm, nodded his head indifferently, and asked, "How can I get out of here?"