Eighteen.

Although Ming Shique said that he brought me to this Bohou Mansion, but when he came to the mansion, he saw that this place no longer had the majestic momentum of the past, the crows were all over the sky, and the wells were withered and the trees were old. Seeing this scene, Ming Shique decided that he could only go in alone, leaving me to stay outside the door and not come in. I thought that if I insisted on going in with him now, I would be a burden to him if I encountered any danger, so I agreed to come down and wait for him outside.

But I had waited for almost an hour and still hadn't seen him come out, and the anxiety in my heart drove me to take a step—was there any danger in which Ming Shique was inside?, and I thought to myself, so I cautiously pushed the door open and entered.

The courtyard of this Bohou Mansion was lifeless, the flowers and trees had withered and withered, as if they were shrouded in something, and even the air here was suffocating. I looked around in fear, for fear that something would suddenly burst out, where the hell did this Ming Shiqian go, I thought to myself, always paying attention to the changes around me.

Suddenly, I saw a purple light flashing from the room at the end of the corridor, thinking that it might be Ming Shique there, so I hurriedly trotted over. The hallway was filled with the smell of blood, and I could see many wraiths roaming and wailing here. I shook my head as I ran, telling myself that this was my hallucination, how could I possibly see ghosts. Running to the front of the house, I stretched out my head to look into the house, and saw that Ming Shique was holding a sword against a cloud of black gas, and the black gas was surrounded by purple chains, and the owner of the chain was standing not far away, and the corner of the white coat was stained red with blood. I saw that their expressions were struggling, and I felt that this black gas must be difficult to deal with, so I became worried, and I couldn't help but chant silently in my mouth: "Ming Shi lacks ......"

Although I was standing outside the house, and the sound was very small, the black gas still sensed my presence, only to see him break free of the chain and attack me viciously, I wanted to run away but one foot was already entangled in the black gas, I screamed, I felt my body quickly swallowed by the darkness, I reached out to ask for help, I saw Ming Shique and the other man flying towards me, but before I could grab my hand, I fell into the darkness.

Nineteen.

"This is where it is. "It was dark all around me.

I tried to get to the bottom of my surroundings, but to my despair I couldn't touch anything, like I was in an endless universe where I couldn't feel my presence.

[Child, you are in a dream]

"Who's—who's there?" a voice pierced through the darkness, and I couldn't make out the direction it was coming from, and turned my head around blindly.

"I am your creator" voice rang out again.

"You're sick, aren't you? let me out!!"

[You will come back to me after all]

I felt that this voice was very familiar, as if I had heard it somewhere, but I couldn't remember it, the darkness was wearing away my courage little by little, and I couldn't find a breakthrough, so I could only stand here stupidly. Suddenly, out of nowhere, a big claw came out, grabbed me by the neck without saying a word, and tried to kill me. I felt my feet dangling in the air, I felt the arteries in my neck choke, the blood couldn't flow to my brain, I wanted to breathe as hard as I could, but the force was too strong, I didn't have the oxygen to make my brain think, I just wanted to find a way out of this predicament as soon as possible.

My heart was slowing down because there was no blood, and I had scene after scene in my head like a marquee.

I came into this world without a name or surname

The people of the White House gave me a name

I met Ming Shiqi and got acquainted with Yayoi

Came to Jianghuai Town and had my best friend Xiaoyu

But fate makes me die here now

I can't blindly rely on Ming Shiqing, and I can't always hope that he will appear in time when I encounter danger

But I don't want to die yet

I don't know a lot of things yet, I don't know who I really am

So, I don't want to die yet......

There was a light in my chest, golden and dazzling, and the black claws were purified by the light and gradually released me, and I coughed a few times to watch the situation change around me—although the golden light only flickered for a few seconds, I found that the darkness around me was gradually fading, like the dawn tearing apart the gloomy night. I watched all this with joy, thinking that this time I had finally defeated the enemy with my own strength, and my heart grew sleepy, and my eyes sank and I fell asleep.

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself in the arms of a person.

The taste in my arms was something I had never been exposed to, strange but familiar. I sobered up for a moment and looked up at the man who held me in his arms, his face was as clear as a carving, handsome and unusual, but under the heroic horizontal eyebrows was a pair of slender peach blossom eyes, full of affection, people would fall into it if they were not careful, the white brocade clothes and a flowing white silk blended together, bright and eye-catching.

"Awake?" the man asked me.

"Hmm......" I accidentally met his gaze, a dazzling smile on his face, and I looked away in embarrassment, and got up to break free from his embrace.

The man did not show displeasure, but patted his clothes and approached me, reached out and stroked my hair, with an evil expression:

"What's your name?"

I was surprised, this person is so handsome, why is he so frivolous, I just met him, and he teased me?

Seeing that I didn't want to answer him, he said to himself, "If you don't tell me, I know that your name is Bai Xia Ying." ”

Ming Shique on the side sighed, walked over and looked at me carefully, and after making sure that I was not injured, his face became relaxed. I motioned to him with my eyes and asked him who this person was, and he looked at the man and said to me, "This person is the Demon King."

Demon King?!!!Oh my God, that means I was lying in the Demon King's arms just now?!I was shocked, thinking that I had also rubbed the demon king's oil, so I put behind the unhappiness I had just been teased by, and walked to the demon king with a smile and asked, "Are you really the demon king?"

The man looked at me, smiled and nodded, "What's the difference?"

"It's the same!It's more handsome than I imagined!!I thought the demon king was an old man, it turned out to be such a handsome guy who is unreasonable!" The light in my eyes swept this handsome face unscrupulously, but what I didn't expect was that the person in front of me suddenly approached me, put his mouth to my ear, and whispered in a seductive tone: "Xiao Xia Ying, you can call me Yan Qing directly when you see me in the future, and we will see you again." "His breath rhythmically hit my eardrums and made me blush.

The Demon King sneered at my shyness, turned away, and disappeared with the man lying in a pool of blood.

"Little demon. ”

Ming Shique's cold voice pulled me out, and I looked at him and answered as if I had just woken up from a dream.

"You really don't know the demon king just now?"

I was confused, and felt that Ming Shique was making trouble unreasonably, so I retorted angrily: "Is there a mistake! I met him for the first time just now! Before that, I thought that the demon king was an old man of seventy or eighty years old!"

Ming Shiqian looked at me suspiciously, but he still gave up asking, looked back at this messy house, and asked me: "Just now you were surrounded by miasma, and neither I nor the demon king could break it, what method did you use to dissipate the miasma, and you are still intact?"

"I ...... I do not know...... I only knew that I was in the dark, and the big black claws had been holding my neck, and I thought I was going to die here, but my chest suddenly lit up, and after that, I found myself lying in the arms of the demon king...... "I tried to recount what I had just experienced, but I found that this memory was very vague, and only the feeling of death and despair was extremely clear. Ming Shique shook his head and stopped me: "If you can't think of it, forget it, it's okay if you're fine." ”