The vine smelled the blood, became more and more excited, and frantically pulled Yujing into the corridor, which was as fast as before, but in a few breaths, it pulled her to the end of the corridor and slammed into the stone wall.

A huge feeling of dizziness struck, and Yujing tightly protected the lonely flower in his arms, and he lost consciousness as soon as it was dark in front of him.

It seemed that the vines also felt that the prey they had worked so hard to catch tasted more delicious, so even though Tamai was unconscious, they did not immediately begin to gobble up, but uncharacteristically pierced the tip of the stem and leaf into the side of Tamai's neck, slowly and slowly sucking the blood.

I don't know how long it took, Yujing slowly opened his eyes, only to feel the pain in his body as if all his internal organs had shifted their positions, in addition to the pain, he could only feel the cold numbness all over his body, and it became an extremely difficult movement to move his fingers.

Compared with the pain in his body, Yujing's heart is very calm, there is no one who is particularly missing, there is no very bad thing, and it is not impossible to leave like this. The tiredness brought by the cold surged up again, Tamai slowly closed his eyes, and the hand holding the lonely flower gradually lost his strength, but fortunately he was restrained by the vines and did not fall to the ground.

Yujing's eyes were closed, his face became more and more pale, but the lotus flower with a pale red half-opened forehead slowly bloomed one by one at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was so red that it seemed to be oozing blood.

The Huaimeng vine that had been wrapped around Tamai's body trembled as if it saw something terrifying, and quickly retreated back to the wall like a water ebbing tide.

Yujing opened his eyes lightly, glanced at Huaimengcao who was huddled on the cave wall, smiled coldly, lined with that pale face, there was an indescribable weirdness, retracted his gaze and looked at his clothes, and did not look at the lonely flowers that fell under his feet, and walked towards Huaimengcao step by step.

Huaimeng grass kept retreating to both sides, but unfortunately the distance was really close, Yujing effortlessly caught a Huaimeng vine that did not retreat fast enough, just for a moment, a wall of Huaimeng grass condensed into ice, and with a finger, it turned into powder and floated in the air, a thick layer covered the lonely flowers on the ground.

Tamai walked to the end of the closed corridor with an expressionless face, and although the Huaimeng grass there was still trembling violently, it did not retreat obediently.

It's a little interesting, Yujing smiled playfully, not as violent as Fang Cai, but just gently pushed away the Huaimeng grass in the middle, revealing a groove inside, others may not know what it is, but she knows it very well, isn't it the lonely flower, it is also a thing in Huaimeng Pavilion, and it is very weird and evil.

Yujing brushed away the ice ash with his hand, lifted the mirror with two fingers of disgust, and regardless of the dust on the mirror, he pressed it directly into the groove, and the Huaimeng vines coiled around gradually changed back to the ordinary Huaimeng grass, retracted into the stone wall, and became a pattern engraved on it, lifelike.

The stone wall embedded with lonely flowers in front of him also appeared as a prototype, as expected by Yujing, it was indeed a carved stone door, wiped a handful of undried blood on his neck, and wrote a "dream" word on the dusty mirror, the already vague mirror became more blurred, the stone door slowly opened, and a man in a black robe stood not far away, with his back to the door.

Without a trace of panic, all emotions seemed to disappear from her, and Tamai walked into the stone room indifferently, "Who are you?"

"You already have the answer, why ask me. The man smiled hoarsely, but did not turn away.

"Lord of the Dream Pavilion. ”

"Yes, you can call me Murmare, what do you want to know here?" turned around to a masked face, the same mask as Jingshu.

"It's just a dream, and I know what to do. ”

"Dreams are reality. ”

"Oh, then I want to know who the next Huaimeng Pavilion Master will be after Meng Jingshu?"

"Yes, follow me. Murmur didn't hesitate.

Yujing followed the ink mare to a white jade table, the ink mare bent down and took out a simple and atmospheric black book from under the table, opened it at will, and said something in his mouth, and a personal name gradually emerged on the blank page.

Jiang Yang, Zhao Mengdu, Wei Nan, Mo Wei, Hua Buchou, Du Wenyuan, Cen Linling, Wei Shiyi, Fang Jie, Feng Ning, Shen Chunfeng, Yin Hat......

The page was full, and the three words Meng Jingshu appeared at the bottom, holding his breath, Yujing was about to turn the page, but was suddenly pressed by a hand that suddenly reached out and held down the footer.

"Take it away. "This hand, Tamai only needs to look at it to know who it is.

"Tamai, don't look. "The white clothes are still spotless.

"You let go. Tamai said coldly.

"Why, Jingshu, even you are here. "Ink Nightmare is afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

"Shut up. "Jing Shu didn't even look at the ink nightmare.

"Hmph, this is still the place of the pavilion master, and he doesn't give any face. Murmur said with a mouthful of words.

"Get out. Jing Shu glanced at the ink nightmare lightly.

"......" I haven't seen you for a long time, but this person is really just as annoying.

It's too lazy to talk about itself, and the ink nightmare leaves without looking back.

Jing Shu said expressionlessly: "It's you." ”

"Yes, we've always been alone, I know, she'll know sooner or later. Tamai hooked the corners of his mouth.

"So what?" Faced with such a jade well, Jing Shu couldn't laugh.

"No, what you're thinking, you know it yourself, take it away. Yujing sneered, she hated him the most for being dressed in white and not stained with dust and smoke.

Jing Shu was expressionless, but suddenly smiled, "Look at it." ”

Yujing turned a page, and there were only two words on the paper, Yu Liu. Flip back a few more pages, blank.

How could it be Yu Liu, how could it be a blank after Yu Liu, could it be that Yujing didn't dare to think about it.

"I said it, it's not you, so why worry. ”

"You know that he is my brother, why is it gone?"

"I don't know. Jingshu shook his head.

"Isn't Huaimengge omniscient? I want to know what happened to Yu Liu in the future. ”

Jing Shu refused to answer with silence.

"You tell me!" involved Yu Liu, she couldn't help but panic.

"Let her wake up. Jing Shu only said lightly.

"No, you tell me first, besides, she and I are obviously the same person, why should you be obsessed with this. "Yujing Road.

Just for a moment, before Yujing could see clearly, Jing Shu stood in front of him.

"It's not the same. Like a lover's whisper, Jing Shu's fingertips pointed at the red lotus between Yujing's foreheads.

The lotus petals closed, the color faded, and it became the original appearance of Yujing again.

Jing Shu hugged the person who had softened in his arms, looked down at the scar on her neck, sighed almost inaudibly, and picked her up horizontally and walked towards the stone gate.

After Jing Shu closed the stone door, he put her in front of the stone door, lowered his head and kissed Yujing's forehead, before getting up and taking out a lonely flower from the groove and putting it on Yujing's hand.

Jingshu's originally very light footsteps echoed in this corridor, and even though there was a jade well on the ground, it seemed more and more silent and empty.