The color of the bell is not as shiny as other magic weapons. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info It is covered with a layer of patina, and it has no bell tongue, which at first glance looks like a useless waste.

Who would have thought that this seemingly inconspicuous bell would be the only treasure in the world that could deter Qingli.

Li Hongjun didn't want to be a treasure, he was originally a living person.

What would it be like to imagine a person being turned into an object?

No blood, no breath, no freedom......

In the past ten years, Li Hongjun has lost count of how many headaches, how many times he has been shaken, and how many deadly attacks he has resisted for Su Ji.

All he remembered was that every time he was lifted in front of an enemy, the light he emitted would make them shudder. Every time he had a severe headache, Li Hongjun could see the frightened eyes of the enemy, or hear the cries of the terrible enemy......

Although blood for blood again and again, and the way of others to treat others, that kind of experience will never be better than being an ordinary person with flesh and blood.

Regarding this, Li Hongjun, who is now a bell, can be sure.

Sometimes, Li Hongjun will also be glad that he has become a bell, not a sharp sword. Although he had dreamed of becoming a general, he did not want to kill, let alone stain blood. Now he just wants to be a coward, not to be famous in the world, but to live a peaceful life.

It's a pity that since he was hung on the bedside that night, Li Hongjun has begun to get farther and farther away from the peaceful life he expected.

That night, after Su Ji fell asleep, he was secretly sent out of the palace by several palace maids overnight. Regarding the memory of that night, Su Ji's mind was only blank. The only one who can fill in that blank memory is Li Hongjun, who has been hanging on the bedside that night.

Except for the Xuanwu Yuan Spirit, no one else could take the Hongjun Bell away from the master, but Su Ji was no one else, he was the owner of the bell.

When he was in a state of confusion that night, Su Ji took the initiative to hang Hongjun Ling at the head of the bed, and from that moment on, Hongjun Ling was separated from his master and left in the palace.

I don't know how long it took, Li Hongjun felt a hand take him off the head of the bed. He knew that he could lift his weight with a little finger, but the hand was trembling and seemed to be in great pain.

It was a woman's hand, the woman Su Ji called "Lin Zi".

Since then, Li Hongjun has been worn by Lin Zi and witnessed everything that happened around her.

After King Xuan of Zhou returned from hunting, Li Hongjun found that Lin Zi no longer called himself sick, but began to fight for the blessing of the Son of Heaven.

Unfortunately, she didn't even get a chance to sleep. Because the day after King Xuan of Zhou returned from hunting, the news of the rebellion of Liuji Zhirong spread in the palace.

King Zhou Xuan, who was anxious, had no intention of visiting the concubine at all, so he immediately led his troops to recruit in person overnight, and he left for several months.

Li Hongjun knew that now Lin Zi was already pregnant with Su Ji's flesh and blood in her belly. No matter how clever her medical skills are, she can't stop the fetus in her womb from appearing, and she can only watch her lower abdomen bulge day by day.

Watching Lin Zi getting haggard day by day, Li Hongjun couldn't help but feel pity, but he couldn't do anything. One day, Li Hongjun suddenly felt something drop on his body, and the damp liquid was as warm as blood - it was Lin Zi's tears.

Somewhere, somewhere.

A gentle breeze blows, and the calm waters of the lake ripple a little.

The wind was mixed with the fragrance of grass and trees, brushing Lin Zi's cheeks, and the tears in the corners of his eyes brought a burst of coolness.

Lin Zi stood in the middle of the lake.

The icy water of the lake flooded her thighs, and she was about to end her bulging belly. She frowned slightly, biting her lip tightly, and endless melancholy and entanglement surged into her heart like a tide. Her footsteps slowed as she stroked her lower abdomen, her face twitching with complexity.

There's nothing wrong with an unborn child. No matter how desperate this world is for her, she has no right to bury a young life with her own hands.

Turning around slowly, she suddenly noticed a person standing on the shore.

The man stood with his hands in his hands. There was a pitch-black stove next to it, and hot air was constantly coming out of it, distorting the space above the stove.

A jug of wine was warm on the stove. The wine was just enough to remove the cold from Lin Zi's body, and the stove was just enough to dry her wet clothes, all of which seemed to have been arranged for her a long time ago.

The emerald green skirt became heavy because it was soaked, Lin Zi dragged the heavy skirt towards the shore, and when he looked closely, he found that the person on the shore was actually Su Ji.

Su Ji walked slowly, like a fluttering cloud, like a ghost, like a dream.

Lin Zi knew that everything might just be a dream, but she was still willing to immerse herself in this illusory dream.

Su Ji helped Lin Zi to the stove and handed her a glass of wine. The warm wine glass is steaming hot, giving a sense of relief.

Lin Zi stroked his bulging lower abdomen and choked: "...... I did something stupid. ”

Su Ji shook his head, "I know that you want to hand over the world of the Zhou family to my descendants, but unfortunately it is not easy for the country to change hands." ”

Lin Zi hugged him gently.

At that moment, she didn't feel the warmth she hadn't felt for a long time, but felt a downright coldness, as if she suddenly hugged an iceberg.

Su Ji's body was cold, as cold as a cold corpse. A cold hand brushed a strand of hair from Lin Zi's sideburns behind his ear. When his fingertips brushed his cheeks, Lin Zi felt an awe-inspiring chill.

"You're not him!" Lin Zi took a step back, his tone trembling slightly: "Are you ......?"

Before he could speak, Lin Zi didn't call out the name after all, but just stared at the face of the man in front of him in horror.

The man seemed to have anticipated her reversal, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that you are his beloved thing. ”

As he said the word "he", the man looked at his reflection in the lake.

Lin Zi already knew the identity of the man in front of him, because he had already seen a fluffy cyan fox tail behind him, like a cyan flame.

Looking at the swaying fox tail, Lin Zi said: "I have done everything I promised you ten years ago. You have to keep your promise and let him live. ”

"I'll let him go, because you kept your promise. But he didn't keep his promise and didn't kill me in Hokyung. All this is thanks to you. ”

The man's tone was calm, but there was a compelling momentum between his words, and Lin Zi was overwhelmed by this momentum.

"What do you want?"

The man glanced at Lin Zi's lower abdomen, shook his head and said, "I'm just worried about the child in your belly." You should already be able to feel your child's heartbeat, so hard. So desperately trying to live, the child wants to see the outside world, but unfortunately he is about to fall victim to a stupid conspiracy. ”

As he spoke, Lin Zi's eyes lowered, and one hand trembled on his bulging lower abdomen.

The man said lightly: "King Zhou Xuan will definitely return tomorrow, and when the time comes, someone will offer immortal wine, as long as you drink that pot of wine, you can save your life." ”

"Why do you want to help me?"

"You don't need to know ......"

As he spoke, Lin Zi suddenly felt a tearing sensation in his chest, and slowly lowered his head, only to see a hand piercing deep into his chest and holding his heart tightly.

A sharp pain prompted Lin Zi to open his eyes suddenly!

Li Hongjun suddenly saw Lin Zi sit up from the bed and was silent for a long time.

In the darkness, Lin Zi looked at the familiar silhouette of the mahogany table and chair, and sighed, as if he was glad that it was just a nightmare.

Her heart was still beating wildly, she felt her mouth was dry, and she wanted to drink from the lamp.

At the moment when she lit the oil lamp, her eyes widened in shock, her heartbeat suddenly became violent, and she saw a glass of hot wine at the head of the bed!

The walls of the cup condensed with crystal droplets, and the heat had not yet dissipated.