However, at dawn the next day, Ji Chengche did not wake up.

His forehead was hot and he had a high fever, and his face was red like fire.

Wang Rou fed Ji Chengqing medicine, then picked him up and walked north along the stream.

More than half an hour later, I came to the end of the stream, but it was a waterfall that drained from the cliff.

The waterfall was dozens of feet high, the water rumbled and the mist was filled, and the splashing water droplets shimmered in the sunlight with colorful brilliance, turning into a faint rainbow across the cliff.

Wang Rou stopped to take a nap, carefully cleaned the wounds on Ji Chengche's body, and reapplied the ointment to him.

At this time, there was a sudden abnormal movement in the nearby forest, as if a small beast was stepping on the falling dead leaves, making a "rustling" sound.

Wang Rou's hand trembled slightly, but soon she didn't realize it, and carefully bandaged Ji Chengqing's wound, without looking at where the voice came from.

A group of people slowly walked out of the forest, first to the east, then to the west, to the south, and to the north on the cliffs, no less than three hundred people, enveloping her and Ji Chengche in a small space.

Wang Rou didn't know this group of people, but looking at their posture, their eyes were shining one by one, their temples were bulging high, and they were good at their skills and had excellent cultivation.

If it's three or five, she's naturally not afraid. Even if the number of people is several times larger, she is sure to fight her way out of the encirclement and protect Ji Chengche and escape.

However, now there are more than 300 people on the other side, and she has taken the unconscious Ji Chengche with her, and it is impossible to kill them at all.

Since this is the case, she simply relaxed completely, calmly tidied up Ji Chengqing's clothes and hair and washed her face.

Out of the forest came a man in yellow, about thirty years old, handsome and slightly fat, but unfortunately the eyebrows and eyes were inverted and obviously condensed with a cloud of evil energy, which inevitably looked a little hideous and terrifying.

Wang Rou didn't recognize this man in yellow, but looking at his appearance and dress, she had guessed his identity as the best of ten.

"Miss Wang, I hope it doesn't disturb you when we meet for the first time. ”

The man in yellow was also looking at Wang Rou, and he couldn't help but feel amazed in his heart. The beauties in his house are like clouds, and the beautiful women he has seen in his life are even more innumerable, but except for Tang Xueluo, the chief secretary of the witch sect, none of them can be compared with the black-clothed girl in front of him.

"I'm Xiang Yue, the second prince of Great Chu," the man in yellow introduced himself: "This person next to you is a wanted criminal personally ordered by the Great Chu Emperor. ”

Wang Rou replied coldly: "I don't care who you are, I only know that he is not guilty." ”

Xiang Yue frowned and said, "I know that you are a closed disciple of the ghost master, but this person is the murderer of my eldest brother, you must hand him over to me!"

Wang Rou's eyes glanced at Xiang Yue, with a faint sneer, and said, "If he kills someone, it must be because that person deserves to die." You know that I won't give him to anyone, so you don't have to waste your efforts. ”

Xiang Yue raised his eyebrows and said slowly: "If you do this, it will make me very difficult to explain in front of the ghost master and the fourth brother." ”

Wang Rou said lightly: "If I hand him over to you, I won't be able to explain it to myself." ”

Xiang Yue nodded and said no more, and raised his hand with a wave.

The thistle behind him has been following for many years, and he immediately understood, and seven people walked out of the crowd and hugged his fists to Wang Rou first: "Fairy Wang, how offended!"

Xiang Yue ordered in a deep voice: "Don't kill it!"

The seven people bowed down and took the order to step forward, slowly approaching Wang Rou.

Wang Rou knelt in front of the waterfall with Ji Chengche in her arms, her cuffs concealed the Longyang Divine Sword, if there was no hope, she would end herself and accompany him on the road.

The worst cultivation among the seven thistles is also in the Rising Waves Realm, and the leading old man among them is a first-class powerhouse in the Realm of a drop in the sea.

But the seven still didn't dare to slack off, and formed a formation to approach the two step by step.

Is it coming to an end so soon?Wang Rou's fingers caressed Ji Cheng's brows, his eyes, his nose and his lips with infinite affection, and he was unconscious in a deep sleep. A mist suddenly rose in his focused eyes, and his heart sank inexplicably. Her body trembled slightly, will he still remember himself in the next life? Maybe he parted ways in front of the palace of the king of Hades on the side of the bridge, and since then he has forgotten her, and he is only a stranger when he meets. She lowered her head, and a soft kiss fell gently on Ji Qing's forehead.

"I'm sorry, but I couldn't get through with you after all. ”

Xiang Yue's face was blue and ugly, and he shouted: "Don't do it yet!"

"Yes!" the old man raised his voice in response, and his body suddenly flew up like a big bird, and volleyed Wang Rou in the air.

The other six companions cooperated tacitly and responded in unison.

Wang Rou knew that the last moment was coming, she hugged Ji Chengqing hard, and her fingers grabbed the hilt of the Longyang Divine Sword in her sleeve. At the last moment, a blue waterfall of light suddenly surged in the sky, and the magnificent pearlescent splashed like a moat, isolating Wang Rou and Ji Chengche behind.

"Bang bang bang-" The seven Tribulus terrestris masters, including Peng Chi, were all bounced back by the blue light waterfall, their bodies turned pale, and they looked above their heads in shock.

I saw a stunning girl wearing a snow-white robe slowly falling from behind the waterfall and landing in front of Wang Rou and Ji Chengche.

Her eyebrows are picturesque, her demeanor is dusty, she has a disobedient destiny in her arms, and her clothes are fluttering, like a fairy, but she has an awe-inspiring and inviolable reserve and majesty.

"The Great Priest!"

The leading old man was taken aback, and subconsciously knelt down on one knee to the girl in white and made a witch bow.

Not only was he alone, but almost all the other thistles knelt down, and even Xiang Yue had to bow to the girl in white.

- Because she is Tang Xueluo, because she is the supreme commander of the witch sect.

If Xiang Yi is the emperor of the Chu people, then she is the queen of the Wu clan.

Wang Rou was desperate, but there was no joy in her heart, her eyes looked at Tang Xueluo's back with complicated eyes, and she felt empty in her heart, as if something precious had suddenly been lost, even if she was reluctant, she had to let go.

"I don't know what advice the Great Si Ming Fang has to give in person?" Xiang Yue stood up straight, his eyes flashing and asked knowingly.

Tang Xue said quietly: "Give His Highness Cheng Che to me, you can go." ”

Xiang Yue's eyelids jumped, and he said loudly: "Ji Chengche's crime of killing the prince of Great Chu is unforgivable, and I will arrest him on the orders of my father." If there is no holy decree, I dare not obey my fate. ”

Tang Xueluo's jade voice was soft but contained irresistible majesty, and said, "Of course I understand what you mean, and I will give an explanation to Uncle Xiang." ”

Xiang Yue was silent, and his cold eyes showed everything.

But even if he was bold, he didn't dare to make a move against Tang Xueluo, not to mention that although the iron thistles under his command were extremely vicious, most of them were witch cult believers. If they want to make a move, let alone besiege Tang Xueluo, even if they have this idea, they are afraid of angering the ancestral gods and thundering five thunders.

For a time, the two sides formed a stalemate.

The strange thing was that Tang Xueluo didn't seem to be in a hurry to disperse Xiang Yue and his wolf-like men.

Xiang Yue faintly had an ominous premonition, and before he could make up his mind, he suddenly heard a series of muffled hums on the cliff, and dozens of thistles standing on the cliff fell down unbelievably, and "bang bang bang" smashed into the stream below the cliff one after another.

Xiang Yue was taken aback, raised his head and shouted, "What person?!"

I saw an old woman with an ugly face and a jade staff majestically appeared on the cliff, and said with a condescending expression: "Xiaoxue, you take Chengqing away, the old body wants to see, which one dares to stop you if he eats the bear's heart and leopard!"

"Old lady!"

Xiang Yue's heart sank, and his head was extremely big.

Those thistles who had just stood up for a while, when they saw the old woman, they immediately knelt on the ground in fear, and they didn't dare to come out.

The person who came was Granny Shang, she was not only the wife of the witch saint Tang Yu, but also the biological mother of Tang Yan, the current leader of the witch sect.

Unlike Tang Xueluo, this old man has a perverse temper and is moody. If she likes someone, it's okay to dig out her heart and lungs, but if she is provoked, she will kill him first.

Xiang Yue faced Tang Xueluo, and he could still hold on to it, but when Granny Shang gave him the courage to speak up to his face.

Tang Xueluo smiled at Wang Rouyan and said, "Miss Wang, it's time for us to go." ”

Wang Rou stood up without saying a word, hugged Ji Chengche, and followed Tang Xueluo to a narrow and deep rock crevice on the side of the cliff.

Xiang Yue's face was pale, and he wanted to intercept it several times, but he looked at the iron thistle that was kneeling down in front of him and behind him, he couldn't support it alone, and the eyes of Granny Shang Sen Han kept staring at him, and his lips moved a few times after all, and he didn't dare to make a mistake.

Wang Rou followed Tang Xue one after the other through the rock crevices and hurried forward for a while, looking ahead, there was an endless reckless mountain range.

"Miss Wang, thank you. This is the first time Tang Xueluo has expressed her gratitude to Wang Rou.

Wang Rou said indifferently: "I don't need you to thank you." I didn't save him for you. ”

Tang Xueluo nodded, staring at Ji Chengqing, who was sleeping in Wang Rou's arms, and said softly: "I understand, for him...... You suffered. ”

"You have suffered ......" in just four words, Wang Rou felt that the hardest barrier in her heart was collapsing, collapsing, collapsing, unwilling, unwilling, tears almost burst out of her eyes.

She raised her face and looked at it, her voice was like a white cloud floating in the sky, and she said weakly: "Of course the great priest knows that Wang Rou has been his slave girl since she was a child, and I have no regrets about doing anything for my master." ”

She took a few steps forward and sent Ji Chengche into Tang Xueluo's arms.

Tang Xueluo was stunned, and said puzzled: "Miss Wang, ...... are you?"

"Master has a life, I can't stay for a long time, I should return as soon as possible. ”

Tang Xueluo took Ji Chengqing, her heart was a little sour, and she finally made up her mind: "If Miss Wang is willing to ......"

"Please. A smile appeared on Wang Rou's pale face, interrupting Tang Xueluo's words.

Those words and those things, with the wisdom and wisdom of the two, why should they be said? Don't say it, so that it can stay in your heart.

There was a strange silence between the two, and their eyes fell on Ji Cheng's face together.

"I'll give him back to you. ”

After the silence, it was Wang Rou who finally broke the silence first, and said slowly: "Here is a small bottle of the master's special elixir. The next time the owner relapses, remember to give him a drink. ”

She took out a small porcelain vase more than three inches high from her cuff and handed it to Tang Xueluo, lest the other party not appreciate it, and said, "This is reserved for him." ”

Tang Xueluo was silent, of course she fully understood Wang Rou's mood, and deeply understood the meaning of the words "leave it to him". So she cherished the porcelain vase in her arms and asked, "Miss Wang, are you really not going with us?"

Wang Rou heard the sincere retention in her tone, it seemed that Tang Xueluo was also full of care and worry about herself, but Fang's heart became more and more uncomfortable, and she held back her tears and said stiffly: "I have done what I should do, and the next thing is your business." ”

Tang Xueluo hugged Ji Chengche, glanced deeply at Wang Rou and said, "Thank you." ”

Wang Rou turned around and smiled to herself, "I said, I don't need you to thank you!" Without waiting for Tang Xueluo to say anything, she hurried towards the road she had come, not wanting the endless loss and sadness to fall in Tang Xueluo's eyes at the moment.

If you think that the most bitter thing in life is parting, how do you know that death does not hurt people, and life and death hurt the soul. Now I can only let the cold wind in the mountains blow away the tears dripping from my eyes, and let the feeling of helplessness smash the three souls and seven spirits together-

- I said that I would not cry again in this life, but why are the tears still flowing down uncontrollably?

- I thought about living and dying with him, but why did I end up alone?

Just because you can live with him, and I can only die with him.

Just because he made my heart flutter, and I would occasionally want to hug him in my arms.

It's just that who cares about my dreams, and who says that he will understand my thoughts?

...... (83 Chinese Net.)