After the fake death, the big bosses rushed to treat me as a widow

Rong Yi's voice didn't sound as strong as he used to, Xiangli Fei Lu regained consciousness, reached out to hold his hand, and touched Rong Yi's warm fingertips.

Rong Yi leaned on his back and sighed softly, her voice seemed a bit sleepy: "It's just a high-ranking voluptuous ghost, I cast myself in a trap, and I don't have the skills to suppress it... Daming King should laugh at me , I was too ignorant before.”

Xiangli Feilu held his fingertips, the bandage on it was lost at some point early in the morning, and Rongyi's fingers were still faintly black and blue.

"No..." His pale lips moved, "Rong Yi, you go out with them, this is the aftermath of the Nine Yin Hammer, you were injured by the ghost, it is because of the combination of yin and qi, which damages the tendons. Qingyue The rain and fog in the town are getting colder and colder, you go back."

Rong Yi didn't speak any more, he just stuck to his back, a warm and soft body.

"Rong Yi..." Xiangli Feilu's voice was hoarse, "Rong Yi?"

He reached back and grabbed Rong Yi's waist, hugging him from behind to in front of him, clasped his back, and looked down at him.Rong Yi squinted her eyes, looked up and saw his pair of green eyes, the misty eyes suddenly bent, grabbed his collar, and leaned over again.When a bird is lost and helpless, it is only in his nature to be close to the heat source.

"Don't worry about me, I'm Mingxing, and I'll recover... faster, I just want to sleep more." Rong Yi muttered, "It's cold here... only you are hot. You are looking for you Master?"

"I also want to find my master." Rong Yi burrowed into his arms again, her voice was soft, as if she was talking in sleep, "But he didn't see me before he died, saying it was his luck and not He was willing to let me come to Taiyin Realm, saying that I didn’t have a mission, so it’s better not to come. But when I came, I didn’t feel much better. Both he and my mother died when I didn’t know. .”

"Then they said that they all had a good ending because of me." He murmured, his voice still sounding like he was dreaming.

Xiangli Feilu was taken aback.

Rong Yi curled up in his arms, and pressed her cheek to his chest with attachment: "I will follow you. Your master, Yangshou is only three days old, you should want to go back and see him."

Heavy rain poured down in Qingyue Town, and fog and rain rose.

After everyone left, there was only boundless silence left in this place, like a tomb.

Xianglihong was dragging the wheelchair with one hand, while holding a piece of iron jade with the other, he sat down in front of the coffin.

The last pot of charcoal fire in the mourning hall was about to burn out, his whole body was cold and his hands were icy cold.

Qingyue Town's custom of sending spirits is that a daughter who leaves the court, if she dies in her husband's family, and a white-haired person sends a black-haired person, the mother must wash and dress up, the father will hold the coffin, and the husband will send the spirit, and the face will be pressed with iron and jade. This can protect the body from decay, so that after reincarnation, it will still be a beauty.

In fact, she is not very beautiful, but she is delicate and fair, in poor health, and also has a sick bone.

Such an elegant and quiet body can contain a soul that seems to be on fire. All the love and hatred in his life are given by her herself.

The cold iron jade stuck to the woman's pale face, Xiang Lihong leaned forward slightly, bent over to look at her intently, and only took one last step, placing the iron jade on the woman's chest.

"Master, be careful—"

In the sound of rain, there was suddenly the sound of horseshoes galloping, from far to near, treading water and passing by, at the same time, a gust of almost sharp cold air hit, piercing through the bones, but after hitting Xianglihong, My heart suddenly stopped.

It was a black hand.

Xiangli Feilu got off his horse, Rong Yi turned into a bird, got into his sleeve, and was carried by him to dangle in the sleeve.

He raised his head and saw that Xiang Lihong was motionless, but the black hand that was clinging to his back did not move, but struggled to open it, facing the sky.

The corpse of the woman in the coffin also began to shake violently, shaking more and more violently, like a fish nailed to a chopping board, struggling with all its strength to escape, but it could only be firmly nailed in place, unable to move. This struggle finally turned into some kind of shrill hissing, hardly a sound that a human being can make.

And the iron jade in Xianglihong's hand had firmly pierced the woman's shoulder in the coffin. The woman's face that should have been dead suddenly twisted, and her eyes opened. One pair of eyes, the left eye It is a normal eye white and pupil, but the right eye can't even see the white of the eye, leaving only a black patch, bottomless, especially scary.

"When did you find out?" The woman didn't speak, but her voice rang in their ears.

"Buddha has also rushed back, and what he thinks should be the same as what I think." Xiang Lihong's voice was slightly hoarse, but very steady, "In the entire priest's dock, there were three people who were not in his room at that time, but there was one more. You, whether you are in the room or not, we will never think of you."

"The guardian god is here, and the phoenix is ​​the body of pure yang. The gods, demons and ghosts dare not approach, and you will be afraid spontaneously. On that day, the guardian god and the Buddha will come, and you will be sick afterwards."

"When those three people were imprisoned, you were the one who killed them, just to help the other person get rid of the suspicion, and because you are a demon, not a ghost, so you were able to break the magic circle for killing ghosts and steal the two fires."

Xiangli Feilu's voice was calm and well-conditioned, "The reason you are eager to provoke is because the Guardian God is here, and the light of Mingxing is about to shine on Xuanwu's wall water. You are worried that if this continues, the fog will disperse. If you don't Once you find the whereabouts of the God’s Tears Spring, you will never find it again.”

"Is that right?"

His lips moved, but he didn't say the word "ma'am".

"How did you know?" The monster laughed, one eye was still black and white, exquisitely carved, and the other eye was completely black and terrifying, "I have been by your side for half a year, but you haven't noticed, how do you know now? "

"If there is a cause, there will be an effect, cause and effect cycle, follow the cause and trace the effect...it's so simple." Xiang Lihong laughed in a low voice, his eyes were red, and he asked in a deep voice: "Where did you put her, and what did you do to her?" , hurry up! Otherwise, I have countless ways to torture you slowly, I have countless..."

His voice sounded old and crazy, and at this moment, Xiangli Feilu realized that he was even older.

That day Rongyi said "Your master is getting old" was not a lie, Xiangli Feilu was startled, the speed of this kind of aging has far exceeded the ordinary mental trouble.

He took a few steps forward, his face tensed: "Master, you—"

A red, pale, almost invisible thread was tied to Xianglihong's left wrist, faintly emitting a heart-pounding light, one end was connected to this coffin, the other end was connected to a distant place, passing through the rain curtain , which is hard to see.

"Line of cause and effect, so you used a forbidden technique to trace cause and effect at the cost of one life..." The banshee stared into his eyes, "Sure enough, I should have been wary of that book. I still underestimated you People, your world is so strange that there are still people who regard other people as more important than their own lives."

"Give her back to me..." Xiang Lihong gritted his teeth and said every word, "Give them back to me."

So many lives, so many fresh names, voices and smiles.

He exerted strength in his hands, and the last hatred spewed out fiercely, but he stopped abruptly at the moment when the Qingyue sword first struck.

The black eye of the woman in front of her suddenly faded away, and she turned back to the sick and pale little girl.

Her eyes gradually filled with tears, she stared at him steadfastly, her hands kept trembling: "My lord..."

After she got married, she still called him "Sir", with some restraint and caution.It's just because although he is returning to vulgarity, he still has the prudence and etiquette of a Buddhist.

She always understood that she was greedy, and he married her just to save her, nothing else.She called him that, and Xianglihong responded in the same way, without any other emotion.It's just that one day, she was drinking medicine in her room. She didn't want to drink such a bitter bowl of medicine, but when she raised her eyes, she heard Xiang Lihong going out to stop the sugar seller.

"Three taels of caramel..." She heard him say, "My wife is afraid of suffering, so she refuses to drink medicine."

The past is like a flash in the face.

She said softly: "You are old..."

She stretched out her hand, wanting to touch his brows lightly, but her wrist was invaded by evil spirit, she couldn't move any more, and couldn't smooth his frowning like before.

"Master, be careful of monster illusions." Xiangli Fei Lu reminded in a deep voice, he wanted to take a step forward, but the bird in his sleeve moved and flew onto his shoulder.

Rong Yi rubbed his cheek and said, "This is not an illusion..."

"I look at the books of the human world, even if the person in front of me has changed their skin, they can still recognize them. Although your master didn't recognize it in the first half year, but he recognized it now. Those romantic rumors are true."

The woman's tears just came out, and then the eyes lost their luster, and her right eye instantly turned black, and her expression became stiff and sullen: "Xianglihong, you can return her to you, that's fine. She's here I am in my body, and I am also in her body, if you want her, give it to me from the God of Tears, and I will leave her body and return her whole."

"Everyone takes what they need, will you save her or not?"

The monster laughed, and the woman's pale and haggard face became ferocious and terrifying for a while, and bewildered for a while, like a dancing candle.It was as if two gates of hell were opened before Xianglihong, one of which led to countless lives in Qingyue Town, Jiang Guo's stability, and the other to his, the only ordinary happiness.

"How to choose?"

"No need to choose..."

The Qingyue Sword came out of its sheath, and with a flash of cold light, Xiang Lihong ruthlessly thrust the long sword into the woman's chest!

The cold blood spattered again, the goblin screamed, and then disappeared without a sound.The cyan color on the woman's hands faded away, leaving only paleness and softness.

Those tear-filled eyes came back again, and the woman could only whimper in a low voice, "It hurts... my lord, it hurts..."

"I won't choose..." Xiangli Hong let go of the sword in his hand and whispered, "I killed you..."

"If you want to hate, then hate me. I'll treat you as dead half a year ago." Xiang Lihong said in a low voice, with pain in his eyes, "You hate me..."

——how can you hate it?

This life, he left it to the forbidden art, and this half of his life, he left it to nothingness, what else could he use to compensate her?

"I don't hate you..." The woman opened her eyes with clear eyes, as if the pain was finally gone after the extreme pain, "Thank you... my lord, let me go clean."

She still had strength, but the hands that smoothed the wrinkles between his brows before did not lift up again.

Xianglihong stood up, his body was covered in blood, and his breath was shaky.

He raised his eyes, and at this moment, his hair was already gray.

"You're injured..." Xianglihong looked at Xiangli Feilu's pale face, "It's very serious. Do you... still have strength?"

At this moment, there is no need to say anything else.

He also held his breath, stretched out his hand, and passed the Qingyue Sword over, looking down at the causal line on his fingertips, which connected in another direction: "It's not one, it's two, you must have noticed it too, so this I rushed back in a hurry, didn't I? At the other end, I have already restrained it with a magic circle, let's rush over now, and we will be able to restrain that thing immediately."

"Master..." Xiangli Feilu said in a hoarse voice, "Yangui has been killed by me. There are only two people that Yangui admits."

"Then this causal line..." Xiang Lihong's firm and steady eyes also showed a hint of bewilderment at this moment.

The fog gradually faded, and this was the first time in Qingyue Town in half a year, as if the dawn could be seen gradually.

The farther you go outside the town, the thinner the fog, but the rain has not stopped, and the bean-heavy rainwater hits the person, almost causing a burst of pain on the pale skin.

At this moment, there is more pain than the heavy rain's cold head, and there are those who are burned by the magic circle, imprisoned and tortured by the magic circle at any time.

Lan Xing was tied in the center of the magic circle, and he could barely kneel on the ground. His back could not stand upright because of the pressure of the magic circle, but he kept struggling hard to straighten it, so that blood was drawn on his back.

He felt that he was sick, his whole body was burning hot, and his heart was piercing to the bone.

But at this moment, he finally didn't have to tense his body to support himself to stand up, except for the habitual forced straightening of his back, he let the severe pain completely wrap himself, panting heavily, his dark eyes reflected The powerless sky is like looking at a blank tomb.