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When Taoyao returned to Kongning Palace, Fairy Ning had already fallen asleep, and the palace was silent.

The houses in the east were covered with a barrier that shone with a faint purple light at night. Taoyao concentrated on it. After thinking for a while, he silently recited the mantra of life in his heart. He knew that with his current ability, he could not break the barrier.After finishing the recitation, the black eagle flew out from his chest.

Tao Yao looked at Kun Yan in front of her, and opened her mouth anxiously, but her throat was knotted and she could only make some "uh ah" sounds.Kun Yanfeng smiled at him, turned around and waved at the purple barrier, and the purple hemisphere opened a hole.

"Master, it's okay." Kun Yan looked back towards Taoyao slightly.

Taoyao nodded and ran in quickly, Kunyan's body turned into a black puff of smoke and went in with Taoyao's back.

The white bed curtain was caught by the silver hook curtain, and the flame of the candle was flickering.

The candlelight made Zhuohua's face pale when he was lying on the bed, and even the tiny beads of sweat on his forehead were not visible at all.

Tao Yao seemed a little at a loss, her outstretched hand was trembling, as if she had already figured out the result in her heart but she didn't dare to face it.It wasn't until the occasional coldness and heat came from the palm on Zhuohua's face that his heart really sank.

"How to save him?" Before Taoyao could ask, Kun Yanfeng said: "The red rope lives three lives, the acacia curse".

Taoyao shook his head in confusion, and he continued: "He and you are tied together with a red rope, and we live happily ever after. He took all the palms that Gu Mochen gave you for you."

Tao Yao fixedly looked at Kun Yan and said slowly, how to save him?

"The only way is to go through the mist and enter his consciousness to wake him up," Kun Yanlian glanced at Taoyao lightly, "If you can't get out within three days, both you and him will...".

"How?" Seeing that Kun Yan was silent, Tao Yao asked tentatively, "Dead?"

In the misty forest, there is a dense cold air.

Tao Yao supported the rough tree trunk and staggered step by step, he could feel the spiritual power in his body dissipating little by little since he entered the misty forest.

"Who are you?" The old man's voice came from between the dark sky and the stained tree canopy. Taoyao was confused in the entire foggy forest, trying to gather the little spiritual power left in her body.

"You will meet He Xuyu. He is the guardian demon of the misty forest. He can refine the demons and kill the person who is cast in the dream according to the inner desire of the caster. Therefore, when you pass through the misty forest You must have nothing to think about and let yourself go," Taoyao thought of what Kun Yanqian had told him before entering the illusion cave, he gritted his teeth, controlled his breathing, and emptied his heart.

"Those who have lost their way, ask the old man for a moment to point out the direction," Tao Yao shouted to the black canopy.

"Then, what about the little brother next to you?"

"Huh?" Tao Yao was startled, she turned her head and saw Zhuo Hua in white clothes standing beside the tree behind her, with a faint smile shining brightly under her thick black eyebrows.Bright eyes and bright teeth.

"Brother" Taoyao burst into tears suddenly, seeing Zhuohua turn into white smoke and fly into Taoyao's body.

Tao Yao's eyes were fixed, the tears were still wet on her face, she felt her chest was burning, and she fell heavily to the ground.

The leaves began to fall, covering him one by one.He Youyou's laughter echoed over the woods for a long time, from a friendly voice to getting louder, heart-piercing and eardrum-piercing.

In February in the south of the Yangtze River, the willows are green and the flowers are red.

That was the third time he passed by Zuiyan Pavilion.Chao Sheng stood on the attic and caught a glimpse of him when he lowered his head.

His clothes were still the ones he had seen for the first time the year before last, but they were a little old, and his hair was tied up in a sloppy bun, and the long hanging forehead hair that he liked to comb before was tied up by him.

Chao Sheng calmly turned around and entered the room.

In half a stick of incense, he heard the expected knock on the door, and even he himself didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Obviously there is no possibility for the two of them, obviously he has already married, and obviously he kept saying, "You are just a little male prostitute in Chang'an, not worthy of me." Why did you come looking for yourself again?

Endless entanglement has always been a matter between two people.