The demon witch is her white moonlight

For a moment, Le Xiaoyi felt that his breathing had stopped.

Looking at the familiar face in front of her, she felt an unprecedented sense of strangeness.

Le Xiaoyi's lips trembled, and she wanted to speak, but she couldn't find her voice for a long time, until the sharp pain from her nails digging into her palm woke her up.

Enduring the sharp pain in her chest, she stared blankly at the person in front of her, trying her best to keep calm.

"What the hell are you..." The voice leaked from between the lips and teeth, I couldn't hold it back, the jaws touched, and there was a weak clucking sound.

Don't be afraid.

A voice spoke to her in her heart.

do not be afraid!

Le Xiaoyi's face turned pale, he gritted his teeth, and asked in a deep voice, "Who the hell are you?!"

No matter how much this person looks like Ji Yuxuan, she will not be swayed by a word from the other party. Just now, the one who pointed Jun Lan sword at Ji Yuxuan must be this woman.

The woman listened to Le Xiaoyi's questioning, looked at the strangeness and alienation in Le Xiaoyi's eyes, and the silent grief in her eyes was deeper than when she came.

She didn't answer, just looked down at Le Xiaoyi's wound, then turned and left.

That lonely figure was particularly bleak in the darkness.

Knowing that the woman is just putting on Xiaoxuan's appearance, Le Xiaoyi's heart still feels like a needle is being pricked seeing such a look on that face, but she knows that she can't be soft-hearted, and can't give this unknown person a chance.

As the woman walked away step by step, Le Xiaoyi's tense shoulders relaxed, only to find that the wound on his chest began to bleed again.

Did she leave after seeing her wound burst?

Le Xiaoyi shook his head vigorously, no matter what this woman thinks, it has nothing to do with her and cannot be shaken.

She moved and leaned against the rock wall.

I couldn't use my legs, feet and arms, and I became sleepy after just leaning on for a while, my eyelids were heavy, as if they were extremely heavy, and it was difficult to breathe.

Le Xiaoyi only lasted for a few breaths, but he couldn't bear it anymore, his eyelids were closed, and he gradually fell silent.

In a hazy state of consciousness, she felt that warm force penetrating her limbs and bones again, patiently repairing all her injuries.

There were many things she wanted to say, but she had no strength and could not open them.

who are you?from where?

Why did you kill Xiaoxuan, and why did you save me?

After the woman stopped the blood from the wound on her chest, she may have sensed that she had woken up, and the power withdrew again, and the surroundings returned to silence.

Le Xiaoyi didn't know how long she had been lying down, because of her injury, her consciousness was always muddled.

Every once in a while, the woman would heal her wounds, but she no longer appeared, nor did she speak a word to Le Xiaoyi.

Le Xiaoyi wanted to reject her kindness, instead of letting a woman heal her wounds, she would rather die slowly like this, than accept her kindness, with kindness in her heart, would force her to understand this person's experience.

But she couldn't open her mouth, and couldn't make a sound in her throat, so she could only close her eyes, numb herself with memories of getting along with Ji Yuxuan bit by bit, making her heart cold and firm.

The scenes after the reunion with Ji Yuxuan played back in front of her eyes. Ji Yuxuan's every frown, smile, and every move were engraved in her heart. Although they didn't spend long time together, and they got together less often, but every time they got along, they had a tacit understanding and naturalness. .

The familiar and cordial feeling when two people get along cannot be faked, that is her Xiaoxuan.

But even though she kept telling herself not to be shaken, don't think too much, and confirmed to herself over and over again that Xiaoxuan was Xiaoxuan, waiting for her to go back, the anxiety deep in her heart was uncertain.

She was afraid to admit that she was afraid, afraid to face the truth, afraid to ask, and unwilling to listen.

The darkness consumed her patience, and the pain tortured her will. If it weren't for the strong desire to see Ji Yuxuan again to support her, she didn't know if she would really lose her mind.

Ji Yuxuan was waiting for her.

Xiaoxuan is waiting for her.

Le Xiaoyi tried hard to open his eyes, but what he saw was still dark, it wasn't a nightmare, and he couldn't leave.

Without medical support, her injury healed slowly, but under the constant care of the woman, she gradually recovered.

She stood up and looked into the darkness in front of her eyes.

The woman who looks exactly like Ji Yuxuan is hiding in this darkness. According to her words, she was here 11 years ago.

Le Xiaoyi felt pain in his heart, what happened 11 years ago?

What happened to Ji Yuxuan after she was taken away by those two immortals?

There are too many burdens on Ji Yuxuan, but why does fate still refuse to let her go?

Her Xiaoxuan is obviously just a little girl.

Le Xiaoyi suddenly felt sad, and his eyes turned red involuntarily.

"You don't believe me, I haven't cried yet, why are you crying?" A woman's voice came.

Le Xiaoyi was startled suddenly, raised her sleeves to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, gasped and said, "Who is crying? I didn't cry." She suppressed the soreness in her heart, gritted her teeth, and said, "Don't treat me, I don't want to owe you favors, I can't pay you back."

The voice fell, and the darkness was silent for a while.

Le Xiaoyi heard a sigh, which was as heavy as a mountain, pressing on her shoulders.

"You don't need to pay it back," the woman said.

After a short pause, he said again: "Get well soon."

Le Xiaoyi's nose was sore again, she closed her eyes and begged the woman to stay away from her.

Don't be nice to her anymore, don't say such things again, don't use Ji Yuxuan's face, Ji Yuxuan's voice to shake her heart.

But she couldn't say a word about these prayers. Once she opened her mouth, she would show her timidity, reveal what she was afraid of, and give the woman hiding in the dark an opportunity.

She fell asleep again in a daze, the dream was a scene from her childhood, but the person beside her was Ji Yuxuan for a while, and another blurred face for a while.

Le Xiaoyi was woken up by this terrible dream.

A heart went from pain to numbness, persistence became a habit, and my mind was blank.

When will the darkness pass?

I can't imagine, and I can't set an expected time for myself, only day after day, endless waiting.

Before she fell here, did this woman, like this, spend this period of dark time in a calm to despairing silence?

Le Xiaoyi covered his face with his hands.

"Don't be afraid, Xiaoyi." The woman's voice sounded again, "I know you don't like to listen to me, how about I listen to you? Tell me, what happened afterwards?"

"What later?" Le Xiaoyi didn't seem to understand the meaning of the woman's words.

The woman was not annoyed, and patiently explained: "That is, after Manager Xu called you away that day, where did you go? Who did you meet? I want to hear from you. Tell me, okay?"

With a slightly coquettish tone, time seemed to be pulled back to that day in an instant. Ji Yuxuan grabbed her sleeve and stomped coquettishly: "Everything comes, I'm so annoying, I want to practice sword at home, Xiaoyi, you go Let's see, okay?"

Tears welled up in his eyes in an instant and slid down his cheeks.

Le Xiaoyi bit her lip tightly and didn't cry out, but the tears couldn't be stopped no matter what.

She felt that her high defenses were collapsing, but there was nothing she could do.

She hugged her knees tightly, buried her face in them, and whispered softly: "I don't want to say, don't look for me anymore."

The darkness fell silent again, and the woman really stopped talking to her.

I am sorry.

Le Xiaoyi gritted his teeth and muttered.

If a woman is aggressive enough to tell her the truth, maybe she can be more decisive.

But the woman really understands her, whether it's deliberate, or the tenderness from the heart, this kind of retreat has indeed shaken her.

It's all a conspiracy, it's all an illusion.

There was a voice hoarse in his heart, Le Xiaoyi's shoulders drooped, and he covered his face and wept.

A woman knows her temperament well, so every step she takes is precisely on her heart.

She is exactly the same as Ji Yuxuan, not only in appearance and voice, but also in their manners, habits, and even the tone of their speech.

Le Xiaoyi couldn't help but fall into self-doubt. If she met this woman first, would she believe in what she said?

She has been looking for flaws in women to strengthen her determination, but the woman's understanding and tolerance day after day are like sharp knives, torturing her increasingly soft heart.

But she knew exactly where she was, and she didn't forget about Ji Yuxuan. Even if she was only slightly aware of her inner wavering, she would feel guilty several times more than the wavering.

She felt strange and desperate to this kind of herself, and she was afraid that even if she survived this endless darkness and saw Ji Yuxuan again, the hesitation and guilt planted in her heart at this moment would push her into an even more embarrassing abyss.

Even, she has begun to be afraid of meeting Ji Yuxuan.

Xiaoxuan will be disappointed in her.

She hugged herself tightly, hardened her heart.

sorry Sorry sorry……

If a road goes dark but makes a wrong choice, let her come to redeem her sins in the next life.

·

Ji Yuxuan and Feng Hongyu went to Yulan Mountain together, followed by Luo Qingcheng secretly, but Ji Yuxuan was in a hurry, Feng Hongyu didn't have the energy to care about it any more, and only thought that Luo Qingcheng was a transparent person, out of sight and out of mind.

The road on Yulan Mountain was rugged, and Feng Hongyu was injured. Although the speed was not slow, it was very difficult to keep up with Ji Yuxuan's speed.

Ji Yuxuan found out about her situation, turned her wrist and threw something.

Feng Hongyu took it and found that there was an extra pill in his palm.

"Take this medicine and hurry up." Ji Yuxuan frowned, and continued walking forward without waiting for Feng Hongyu.

Feng Hongyu glanced at the elixir in her hand, the quality of the medicine was obviously not low, the fragrance of the medicine was refreshing, just smelling it, she felt refreshed.

Could it be that this thing is the secret medicine of Xuantian Palace, Xuanling Pill?

The resources of the guardians of the main palace are really rich, Feng Hongyu thought in his heart, it is unavoidable to be envious.

Feng Hongyu took the elixir, and the effect was immediate. The burning pain from the wound on her waist and abdomen immediately dissipated a lot. Feng Hongyu's tense mind relaxed a little. Quickly follow Ji Yuxuan.

The bamboo house on the top of Yulan Mountain was far away, Ji Yuxuan paused, and raised her hand to signal Feng Hongyu to stop, she looked around vigilantly, her heart sank completely.

"We're late." Ji Yuxuan's face was as dark as water, and his eyes were icy cold.

Feng Hongyu was startled when she heard this.

late?What does Ji Yuxuan mean by this?

It hasn't been long since she got the news of Yinxuan's descendants. It can be said that she rushed to Qianzhou non-stop. How could she be late?

Feng Hongyu noticed that Ji Yuxuan's shoulders were heaving. The intense mood swings only appeared for a moment, and then returned to calm. It seemed that Feng Hongyu's illusion just now.

Soon, she understood the meaning of Ji Yuxuan's words just now.

Ji Yuxuan walked quickly into the small courtyard, the main door of the bamboo house was wide open, and a figure sat cross-legged on a futon in the main hall, with his back facing the door.

"Senior?" Feng Hongyu followed, calling tentatively, but there was no response.

There was no sound in the house, and the almost eerie quiet atmosphere in the courtyard amplified Feng Hongyu's feeling of uneasiness. She walked into the room quickly, walked around to the front of the figure, and saw a bloodstain on the corner of his mouth, but this person The breath is gone, and there is no way to return to heaven.

Feng Hongyu's complexion changed, and she said "offend", without saying a word, she peeled off the palm of the person's right hand, and held a blood talisman in her palm. The blood talisman has faded, but it has not completely disappeared, indicating that the person died not long ago.

"He is the descendant of Yinxuan, he died by cutting off his heart." Feng Hongyu asserted, gnashing his teeth, very unwilling.

Ji Yuxuan glanced coldly, and a sneer escaped from the corner of his mouth: "It's a clean death."

Isn't this person one of the two immortals who went to Ji's mansion to take her away 11 years ago?

Did it mean that she would come to him when the time came, so she ended it on her own?

Not exactly.

Ji Yuxuan glanced across the room, contacted the few footprints in the courtyard just now, and sighed inwardly.

There may be ambushes all around.