How could it be so coincidental!

Pour the ink, pour the ink.

Huaxin's lips trembled a little with excitement, not only those three words were the same, but even those three words were exactly the same.

She still remembers that when she and Jun Yi first met on the shore of Canglang Lake, he introduced himself like this at that time, but with three more prefixes.

On the shore of the blue lake that day, under the long wind, the man with a beautiful face and a loose and sparse face once introduced himself like this, "The Nine Heavens God of War is the king of the world, the Nine Shadows goddess is the king of the country and the city, and the ink of the emperor of Kyushu is the ink of the country." ”

Huaxin couldn't help but raise his eyes and look at Junmo a few times, about a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, with big eyes, thick eyebrows, and a light blue satin brocade, looking at her with a faint expression. The young man is not as crazy as the emperor of the people, but he is also very bright.

Seeing that the painting heart looked over, with scrutinizing eyes, he smiled back to show his friendliness.

Seeing the slight alienation in the young man's eyes, the painting smiled to himself, the emperor has been dead for 10,000 years, this young man is just a name similar to him, and he has a preference for wearing light blue clothes, perhaps...... Everything is just a coincidence.

"Pour Jun Mo?" Huaxin tilted his head slightly, and said with a shallow smile, "The name is good...... It's just that...... It's a pity ......."

It's a pity that people who can afford the three words in this name can no longer step on the waves and talk about the world together, and the wine will pour mountains and rivers into Kyushu.

Tilting Junmo heard the long and distant sigh slowly exhaled by the painting heart, and his eyebrows moved slightly. That sigh seems to hide countless pasts, countless sad stories, and countless obscure secrets.

"It's not a pity. Tilting Junmo smiled at the heart of the painting, "Originally, I also thought that this name was too ridiculous, but now that I see the girl, I know that in this world, there is really a stunning, a smile for the city, and then a smile for the country." ”

Pour Jun Mo said it lightly, as if he was joking, but his pupils shrank when he painted his heart, as if he was suffering from the pain of a cone.

Huaxin felt that it seemed that the young man in front of him was really the emperor of the people, who poured ink and crossed the light of ten thousand years, and came to look for her, just to reproach her: a smile confused the heart of the god of war, a smile poured Kyushu City, a smile took the life of the emperor, and a smile covered the Kyushu country.

"I'm sorry...... Back then...... "Painting the heart was speechless for a while, unable to speak, some words, buried deep in the heart, after all, it was difficult to say again, "cough"

The heart was surging, there were old wounds, and new poison was added, and the heart coughed and vomited black blood all over the place. The dark and bright eyes of the gentleman turned slightly, reflecting the slender figure of the painting heart prostrate on the ground, his heart moved slightly, and his cold and hard heart finally softened a little.

The phrase "I'm sorry" was useless, but it moved him.

This one...... The woman who makes him want to hate, but he can't hate......

She didn't know, what she thought was just his premeditated plan.

He didn't expect that he would immediately touch her old memories just by showing a hint of it.

The goddess with cold eyebrows and high above is now prostrate on the ground, annoyed and blamed herself, and she is embarrassed. He could have killed her to vent his anger and insult her for revenge, but when she was unconscious, his palm slapped at her several times, but every time it reached three inches above her head, he could no longer do it.

In the end, he loosened the iron chain for her, and thinned the meridians, so that she was able to wake up.

"Why are you here?" Huaxin coughed, sat up with his support on the stone slab, gasped twice, and asked, "The Hundred Mile Festival asked you to come? Are you one of his?"

Interrupted by Huaxin's contemplation, Tilting Junmo raised his eyes and looked at Huaxin fixedly, and after a long time, he explained, "I, like you, was also captured by him." ”

The painting heart fox suspiciously swept his eyes and poured Junmo, seeing that he was cleanly dressed, bright, and moved freely, and looked down at himself in rags, with iron ropes, unable to move an inch, and couldn't help but whisper, "The same is a prisoner, why, but the treatment is so different." ”

It was rare for Junmo to see that the painting heart was so embarrassed, and he still had a little daughter's resentment, so he couldn't help laughing, and said, "Probably because I know the current affairs better than the girl, and I am more obedient, so I will naturally suffer less from a lot of flesh and skin." ”

"I see. Huaxin nodded and had an epiphany, and suddenly his eyes widened again, thinking of the bad things that Baili Sacrifice wanted to do to her, do you want to know the times and sacrifice heroically? I couldn't help but shake my head and sigh regretfully, "What a good young man, how can I not know how to cherish myself, I didn't expect that the Baili Festival is not taboo for men and women, and he is so mad that he not only dominates women, but also bullies men, which is really absurd......

"Ahem"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a cough. Dumping Jun Mo frowned, what was this woman thinking about? Who did she think of him?

Thinking about it, Qian Junmo couldn't help blushing.

Looking at the painting heart again, he sighed slightly, and found that this woman seemed to be a little different from before, as for what exactly had changed...... I can't say it, it seems...... It seems like...... It's getting cuter than before......

Lovely?

Dumping Junmo was taken aback by the bold words in his mind, would this word have anything to do with the woman in front of him who had been smiling and arrogant?

He must have been delusional......

There are clouds in the heavenly realm: those who have the heart of the goddess will have the picturesque rivers and mountains, and the hearts of all the people.

Tilting Junmo looked at the heart of the painting, his heart was surging, and he secretly sighed again: That's it, the gentleman takes revenge, it's not too late for ten years, I remember you, and there is still some use, this emperor will save your life first.

After thinking about it, Tilt Junmo slowly moved his body, reached out and picked up the short blade that was knocked to the ground by the Baili Sacrifice in the heart of the painting, looked at the blade carefully, and took a candle flame, and scalded the blade on the candle flame again and again.

The candle flame lined the blade, flashing a sharp sword light. Dumping Junmo's face was hidden behind the candle flame, so that the painting heart could not see clearly.

Seeing that Dump Junmo casually stroked the baked blade on his wrist twice, Huaxin immediately exclaimed:

"Okay, okay, I'll just say it casually, God knows this matter, you know I know, I won't tell others, I can still find a way to save you out, after escaping, you can be a good person, you really don't have to be ashamed of it. ”

Dumping Junmo's brows twitched again, almost stabbing him in the wrist, how could this woman become so stupid and talk so much? What about Gao Leng? What about IQ? Who ate it? He almost wondered if he had recognized the wrong person.

"What's your name?" asked Jun Mo coldly.

Huaxin was stunned for a moment, and then replied frankly, "Huaxin." ”

Tilting Junmo blinked, suddenly showed a strange smile, and coldly commanded at the painting, "Hand, stretch out." ”

The knife flashed, flashing so much that the painting heart was hairy, and the painting thought that the emperor had changed his mind and wanted to kill her, so he opened up in a serious voice, "Little brother, ** is small, life is big, this is ...... This is a big deal, you have to make you die?"

"Cough" Dumping Junmo's face changed again, he was afraid that if she continued to be so obscene and noisy, he would really can't help but kill her.

Seeing that Dump Junmo seemed to be "stubborn", he had to discuss with him patiently, "Little brother, you see that you and I meet here, and it can be regarded as friends in trouble, how about we make a deal?"

Dumping Junmo smiled faintly, "No life, what are you trading with me?"

Huaxin raised his eyebrows slightly, "So...... Are you still going to kill me?"

"It's not that I'm going to kill you, it's the Baili Festival that wants to kill you. Seeing that the painting heart refused to cooperate, he gently cut his fingertips with the blade of the knife, dropped a drop on the snake corpse of the stone slab, and asked casually, "How do you feel now?"

The stiff snake on the ground came alive again when it encountered blood, and as soon as the thin snake moved, the painting heart felt a cramping pain in the abdomen, and the thin snake slowly swam away, and the painting heart felt that there were thousands of thin snakes piercing the bones on all four limbs......