Well of Mystery

As the golden light completely entered Bai Xiuqi's body, Jiang Chenglu, who was surrounded by hostility, gradually dimmed. He raised his head with difficulty, and stared deeply at Bai Xiuqi's tearful face for the last time.

"Okay, okay, don't cry... Remember to take a look at Hutian later... I left you the best things. But... In this case, I have no way to stop..."

At this point, the voice stopped abruptly.

"A Jiang!!!!"

Bai Xiuqi's heart-piercing cry echoed in Xuanjing's apartment for a long time, but it was destined to never receive any response.

Jiang Chenglu, who had lost his strength, was no longer able to contend with the brutal force.His skin was quickly infected by the turbid air, and his golden eyes no longer reflected his lover's sad face, but turned a blood-like crimson.

Amid Bai Xiuqi's crazily shouting, the last glimmer of the setting sun disappeared at the other end of Fuxi Mountain.The soul fires in the four corridors of Xuanjing Apartment were lit up one after another, releasing a radiance as bright as colorful jewels.

In this scene that haunted both of them, Jiang Chenglu rushed towards Bai Xiuqi without saying a word.A ball of black air in the palm turned into a dagger, stabbing fiercely towards Bai Xiuqi's heart!

Jiang Chenglu's movements were too fast, and Bai Xiuqi knew that he had no chance to dodge.

All he can do at this moment is to watch Jiang Chenglu's face grow bigger and bigger before his eyes, greedily absorbing this last memory...

The next moment, black mist hovered, blood splattered everywhere, and the soul fires in the apartment were all dimmed!

Bai Xiuqi opened his eyes wide, feeling warm blood splashing on his cheeks.

He lowered his head and saw that Jiang Chenglu's hand was already on his chest, which was also dripping with blood.

However, all this blood did not flow from Bai Xiuqi's body.

They all came from Jiang Chenglu's chest.Unknowingly, a bloody rift opened there.The blood was continuously taking away Jiang Chenglu's once exuberant vitality.

But at the same time, the black hostility attached to Jiang Chenglu also began to decline rapidly.

There are only two colors left in Bai Xiuqi's brain, blank and blood red.With trembling hands, he hugged Jiang Chenglu who stumbled and fell, but with his lips murmured, he could only make a heavy panting sound like asthma.

Jiang Chenglu, on the other hand, laughed softly after coughing up a mouthful of blood.

"Scared? Hahaha... Have you forgotten, I swore that I would never hurt you... I can't bear it."

"……no no!"

Recalling the promise Jiang Chenglu made solemnly in the guest house that day, Bai Xiuqi managed to find his voice: "What's going on. Could it be you, you still put something on me..."

"Haha. It seems that it is still beneficial to plan ahead."

Jiang Chenglu nodded, and leaned in Bai Xiuqi's arms contentedly.

"Xiaobai... I'm going to play chess with your grandfather again, and I'll beg him later. Let me out to find you soon. If you are free, go talk to him too... let him hold his hand high, Keep the memory of this life for me. I don't want much... just remember the few years I was with you, and that'll be fine."

Bai Xiuqi was already sobbing.Only he nodded desperately.

Jiang Chenglu looked at his flustered face with a smile, and suddenly blinked: "Come here... I still have something to say to you."

what?

Bai Xiuqi wiped away tears indiscriminately.He leaned over to listen, but Jiang Chenglu kissed his lips all of a sudden.

This lingering, bitter and bloody kiss at the same time, from shallow to deep, but from heavy to light.Finally... Gone with the wind.

Heartbroken cries echoed in the sky above Xuanjing's apartment.

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"My lord, did you hear that? Thunder is coming from the east."

Standing on the ruins of the imperial mausoleum, Su Zi looked up.There was unconcealable worry in his eyes.

"You heard that right."

Zhang Han came over and brushed away his sweaty bangs for him: "But that's not the sound of thunder, but the sound of heaven and earth mourning when the real dragon passed away."

The real dragon passed away?

Su Zi's heart sank suddenly: "Could it be that Jiang Chenglu..."

Zhang Han did not deny this guess, but just hugged Su Zi's shoulders, comforting him softly: "He has lived long enough, not to mention that there is no way to get the best of both worlds to deal with the hostility accumulated over the past 2000 years. "

"..."

Su Zi pondered for a moment, then sighed and said, "My lord, haven't you and I lived for a long time? Speaking of which, how many days are left for you and me to live peacefully?"

"I know what you're worried about."

Zhang Han looked at the sentry box where Zheng Chuchen's body was placed.

"Before you became the tour guide of the imperial mausoleum, you slept for 100 years. That's because you found that your strength was beginning to weaken, but you were unwilling to ask that person for help. So you tried to use that method as a relief .”

This is clearly a matter of life and death, but Su Zi just smiled lightly.

"Don't just talk about me, son, after you left the fairyland, your mana should have weakened a lot, right? It must have taken a lot of energy to support this pot of heaven today and send away so many uninvited guests."

"So we can't stay here anymore." Zhang Han moved his finger, and a real fire suddenly lit up in the sentry box, devouring Zheng Chuchen's body.

"It's not far from here, and there's still a geomantic treasure land, where the energy of heaven and earth has not been cut off. If you settle down and practice there, you can still improve your cultivation. And at this time, it should also need our help there."

"You mean..." Su Zi's eyes suddenly brightened: "Xuanjing Apartment?"

Zhang Han nodded, suddenly took Su Zi's hand, and knelt down on one knee.

"Ah Zi, what happened in the past is that I'm sorry for you. I think that thousands of verbal apologies are pale and powerless. But I still want to ask you again solemnly—in the next hundred or thousand years, will you You are still willing to spend time with me. Are you still willing to give me, the person who has failed you and abandoned you, a chance?"

Su Zi was slightly taken aback at first, but soon recovered.He also bent down and held Zhang Han's hand with both hands.

"I thought I had already given the answer. But if you want to hear it, I might as well say it again—only the weak will live in the midst of thinking about gains and losses. If you don't want to be abandoned and betrayed by you, just hide in the It's not okay to be behind you. I have to walk side by side with you...or even go in front of you."

Speaking of which.He smiled slyly and sweetly.

"At that time, it should be you who are worried about whether I will be left behind."

"..."

Zhang Han's expression changed from stunned to relieved, full of pampering and exclamation.

"If you and I exchange identities and statuses, if you were born in the emperor's family, maybe you can achieve a greater career than I did back then. Otherwise, in the future..."

"Don't don't!"

Su Zi shook her head resolutely: "I'm not interested in that kind of country. I'm very short-sighted. I don't care about the past. I don't look at the future. I just want to firmly grasp the real happiness in front of me."

"Is it over?"

Zhang Han suddenly sighed for some reason, and reached into his arms to fumble for something.

"Then I don't think I should take out such things anymore."

As he spoke, he actually took out a piece of fine white jade from his pocket.It is strung with a purple silk ribbon studded with emerald beads.The pure white jade was dyed with a hint of bright red, like the warm blood on the tip of a lover's heart.

Su Zi suddenly covered her mouth, and stared at the jade with both sadness and joy in her eyes.

After a long time.He came back to his senses and asked, "Why is it here with you?"

Zhang Han explained: "This is a collection that will return to the Zhangling Museum next year. I made a replica and replaced the real one."

"...But this should be a national cultural relic now, right?"

"A cultural relic can only become a cultural relic if it loses its owner. And this jade pendant was given to you by myself. It will only belong to you forever."

Having said that, Zhang Han handed the jade pendant to Su Zi again.

"I only love you in my life. This love will never change."

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______The final chapter___________

Compared with his peers, Jiang Chenglu hides many secrets.

For example, he never mentioned it to anyone.He was in good health, complete in limbs and handsome in appearance, but he was "thrown" at the gate of the orphanage when he was born.

It is shown on the admission registration photo of the orphanage.Jiang Chenglu, who was only a few days old, was carefully wrapped in brand-new soft swaddling clothes. With big black eyes, a small ruddy mouth, and a cute little face, it made people feel happy just by looking at it.

Also carefully kept in the swaddle, there are the three neatly written characters "Jiang Chenglu", a donation check with a staggering amount, and a silver chain hanging around Jiang Chenglu's neck. The pendant is a gemstone that resembles golden amber.

But what caught the eye was the three golden scales in the center of Jiang Chenglu's forehead.

Therefore, the aunts in the orphanage gave Jiang Chenglu a nickname, "Xiaolong".

When Xiaolong was ten months old, the three scales on his forehead disappeared completely, and he became the most eye-catching child in the yard.Every day, there are always a few couples who express their desire to adopt him, but before the hospital responds, Xiaolong will always cry, and then the sky will start to rain heavily.

As a result, the rainy season this year has been extended by 20 days than usual.

When the hospital finally believed in Xiaolong's evil and no longer arranged for him to be adopted, Xiaolong ushered in his first birthday in the orphanage.

This afternoon, two mysterious men came to the orphanage, one was tall and steady, the other was smart and handsome, both dressed and behaved well, straight to the point and said that they wanted to see Xiaolong.

The hospital vaguely knew that the child had some background, so they led them to the living room.That short, handsome young man kept saying how cute he was when he saw Xiaolong, and hugged him on his lap and rubbed him.

Strange to say, Xiaolong, who usually flashes and thunders when he sees a stranger, was hugged affectionately by this young man, but he didn't cry or make a fuss. Instead, he stared at the two with curious eyes.

The tall man who was slightly older coughed lightly, and whispered: "Ah Zi, if you like children, we can have one. Really, there are ways..."

"I do not want!"

The handsome young man refused flatly, but then smiled sweetly at the man: "Why don't you come to my next life, my lord?"

"..." Zhang Han touched his nose, and the topic stopped there.