Outside the house, the man in white came by moonlight, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he instantly turned his head away.

"Shhh...... Sure enough, this king came at a bad time. As soon as the man jumped on the wall, he saw a picture of him coming out of the bath, and his face was slightly red in an instant, and he disappeared into the moonlight.

After Song Ling took a bath, he fell asleep on the couch.

In a daze, Song Ling's ears sounded the sound of fighting and horn camping, and the yellow sand around him was everywhere.

A group of Jin Ge iron horses, swallowing thousands of miles like tigers, galloped forward.

Song Ling looked at the Jin Ge Iron Horse in front of him, and subconsciously looked at the long sword in his hand, and there were fighting soldiers and the smell of blood everywhere.

Where is this?

Before Song Ling could react, a spear stabbed directly at him, Song Ling jumped for life, stepped on the spear under his feet, and subconsciously picked up the spear and stabbed it.

Blood splattered, as if stimulated, Song Ling raised the knife in his hand, and his slender figure danced in the crowd, and everywhere he went, blood flowed like a river.

Song Ling seemed to be crazy, a stream of qi and blood rushed straight to his brain, and he gradually became unconscious, becoming a murderous puppet.

"Jun Zhu, let's go!" An angry roar resounded through the sky, and Song Ling looked back, Song Ling was half-kneeling on the ground to resist a sword light and slashed directly towards Song Quan.

"Don't!" Song Ling's pupils shrank sharply, and a bloody light flashed, which came to an abrupt end with Song Ling's screams.

"No...... Don't!" Song Ling sat up suddenly, sweating like rain, his heart ached, and Song Ling's brows were tense and he couldn't breathe.

She dreamed again, a scene she didn't want to see in this life, in the previous life!

"Sister, what's wrong with you? Sister, open the door quickly. At the door, Song Guo anxiously banged on the door.

After a day and yesterday, a lot of patients came from outside the house, including people from the surrounding villages.

So Song Jing came to Song Ling's door, but heard Song Ling constantly shouting words such as "don't", "big brother", "I will kill you".

Listening to the sound inside, Song Guo was anxious, but he couldn't open the door.

Although he didn't know what happened to Song Ling, Song knew that Song Ling was likely to have a nightmare.

"Sister, open the door, Sister!" Song Guo knocked on the door again, and the sound of banging sounded again and again.

Sweat ran down the ends of the hair and fell on the futon, and it was fleeting.

"It's a dream, it's a dream. Song Ling muttered to himself, then adjusted his mentality, turned over and got up.

With a squeak, the door just opened, Song Jing immediately rushed in, hugged Song Ling, and said distressedly: "Sister, brother is here, sister, don't be afraid, brother is here." ”

Song Jing hugged Song Ling tightly, his heart seemed to be grabbed, he vaguely remembered how painful his heart was when Song Ling was declared dead before.

Looking at the moment when Song Ling was covered with the coffin, his nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, as if someone had cut a piece of his heart with a knife.

Song Guo wanted to go with Song Ling, but when he thought of Song Liu's family, Song Jing was always at ease.

He didn't know what Song Ling dreamed about, but he knew that Song Ling was his sister and couldn't have an accident!

"Big brother, I'm fine, I just had a dream. Song Ling said with a smile, tears stained red.

"It's okay. Song Jing wiped away the tears on Song Ling's face and said with a smile: "There are villagers waiting outside to see a doctor, if you are not feeling well, then I will let them leave." ”

"No, I'll wash my face and go out. Song Ling said.

Today's dream is like a knock on Song Ling, and the plan cannot be delayed.

If this life is still the same as the previous life, then what does it mean for her to live again?

After thinking about it, Song Ling had already washed his face, and then turned around and went out.

By the time Song Ling came to the courtyard, there were already many villagers waiting at the door, not only from the same village, but also from other villages.

And one of the men attracted Song Ling's attention, although he was dressed very plainly, he stood upright, and the momentum around him was different from ordinary people.

He exudes an aura that no one is close to, and he doesn't look like an ordinary person.

It's just that Song Ling is a little puzzled, this person is not a big man, he is a chivalrous man on the rivers and lakes.

How could he be in this small mountain village and come to see a doctor?

"The girl of the Song family has come out, and everyone has prepared the money. I don't know who shouted, but I only heard the sound of the collision of copper plates and the sound of villagers seeking medical treatment.

Song Ling also ignored the little episode just now and began to see a serious doctor.

These villagers are basically suffering from a small wind and cold, after all, the recent change of seasons is not to avoid cold.

"Next. Song Ling said.

A figure stood in front of him, and Song Ling subconsciously looked up to see that it was actually the man just now.

"Miss Song, look at how I am doing. The man consciously rolled up his sleeves and put it on the wooden table, and with his other hand easily threw a hanging copper coin into the wooden box.

"Hmm. Song Ling quickly came back to his senses, although the identity of the person in front of him was not simple, but it had nothing to do with him, just see a doctor and get money.

"You're just a little cold, your stomach is not good, eat less irritating, pay more attention to conditioning, don't stress too much, otherwise it's easy to lose sleep." ”

"Alright, let's prescribe some medicine for yourself, next one. Song Ling wrote down a prescription and said routinely.

When the man heard Song Ling's words, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he quickly disappeared.

"Thank you, Miss Song. ”

The man spoke, glancing meaningfully at the prescription in his hand, and then turned to leave.

In the forest, the man figured out the prescription in his hand and said secretly: "I didn't expect Song Ling's calligraphy to be so good, but it's a pity that I haven't seen it before." ”

A sound sounded, and the man's ears moved slightly, as if he had heard something, and then put the prescription in his pocket, and stood facing the southwest direction:

"What did you find in Xijing recently? Is there any change in the second brother of this king?"

"Lord Qiqi, everything in Xijing is peaceful, everyone is doing things step by step, there is nothing unusual. A deep, deep voice came.

I saw a figure flickering in the woods, and in a blink of an eye, a man in black was half-kneeling on the ground, respectfully pleading.

When the man heard this, he sighed twice and said, "Sure enough, this king guessed correctly, he is still recuperating, and tell the people in the Shadow Pavilion, whether it is Xijing or Bianguan, they have to watch carefully." ”

"If that person makes any movement, tell the king immediately!"

When the man in black heard this, he immediately nodded: "Yes! ”

"However, when does the prince plan to go back?" the man in black asked with his head down.