Sitting on a treacherous minister and good time

"Yes." Xia Yu nodded, her eyes turned cold, "It must be like this."

Song Jing snorted lightly, with sly jokes in her eyes: "Xia Yu, you've done it before, are you going to shirk your responsibility? I won't agree to your request without a good reason."

"Ah?" Xia Yu was stunned. Now, Xiao Jing can also say something like "You have done it, so you have to shirk your responsibility?"How many days did I miss him inadvertently?

Sitting on a traitorous official and a good Chenjing 089 You will die, I will die

What are you worried about?Song Jing pursed her lips, but in the end she still didn't ask this question.Although it can be regarded as the intimacy of skin-to-skin contact, it still feels so far away.

Even if the palms are close together, there are thorns growing in the middle, the closer they are, the more repulsive they are.

Ji Lingge's death is an irreversible scar.

Song Jing lowered her eyes, it doesn't matter, as long as she knows Xia Yu's heart, even if for some reason, Xia Yu can't be honest with each other, can't express her inner feelings, she will treat him as Xia Yu like before of.

What he can't express, let himself feel it with his heart.

Leaning quietly on Xia Yu's chest, Song Jing gently closed her eyes: "I'm tired, I want to rest for a while."

Xia Yu's gaze was silent, and she nodded imperceptibly. At this time, let's forget about the scruples and knots that cannot be let go, just for a moment, at least let yourself indulge.

Burying her head into Song Jing's neck, Xia Yu opened her mouth slightly——

"like you……"

Such a weak voice seems to have spoken, but also seems to have not spoken.

Sitting in front of the carriage was the phantom of the driver, with an expressionless face from the beginning to the end, with a scorpion tail hanging behind him, holding the rein in his hand, and shaking it vigorously——

"drive--"

I know you are in my heart.

I know that I am also in your heart.

It's just that there is no good reason to convince myself to avoid obstacles and come together.

When they arrived at the small town on the way, when they got off the bus at the inn, Song Jing still tidied up her clothes and got out of the car with her usual expression.

Welcome to wait in front of the car for a long time, seeing that Xia Yu in the car has not moved for a long time, a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes, he turned to Song Jing and said: "My name is Phantom, the master has something to do, you come with me."

Song Jing stared blankly at the tall barbarian man in front of him, his long silver hair turned into a scorpion tail hanging down behind him, his icy blue eyes were as cold as a thousand mountains of snow, serious and unsmiling.

Isn't this the person I met at the Chunshui wedding back then?

At that time, he was asking, the whereabouts of Tantai Xiayu, right?

Obviously he came from the Muyun Prairie with Nuo Shamir, but he seemed to be looking for Xia Yu purposefully.From the looks of it now, he was already one of Rain's subordinates.

What happened?

Shaking his head, he followed the phantom to the inn. After losing his spiritual power, he realized how hard it is to be a mortal.The higher the sun was, the hotter it became.

Slowly approaching the inn, Phantom turned a blind eye to the curious eyes around him, and went straight to negotiate with the shopkeeper.Song Jing stood in the corner and looked around roughly, her pale face suddenly changed, and her gaze was fixed on the lobby full of people in amazement.

"Are... are you kidding me?" He murmured softly, his slender eyes trembled a little, he closed them hard and opened them again, unable to see the sadness or joy, he said, "My eyes...my eyes..."

"What's wrong?" A cold voice sounded steadily, one hand supported his shaky body, and asked without a trace of emotion, "Young Master Xiao, is there something wrong with your eyes?" ?”

Song Jing was stunned, then stood firm, and bent the corners of her lips: "I'm fine. It's just that I was a little dazzled for a while, and I misread."

"Then please follow me upstairs." Phantom let go of Song Jing's arm, "Lunch will be delivered to the room."

"Okay." Song Jing replied lightly, and followed Phantom up the stairs.

Is it dazzled?

Standing on the stairs, Song Jing seemed to glance back inadvertently, the fluctuation in her eyes was fleeting, then turned her head, and followed the phantom into her room as if nothing had happened.

"The food will be delivered later." Phantom explained, and was about to close the door and leave.

"Wait." Song Jing suddenly called out, seemingly hesitating and thinking for a long time, and finally called out with determination, "Phantom, a little while... If Xia Yu gets off the carriage... remember to let him, let him come to my room .

I have something to say to him. "

"Yes." Welcome nodded and closed the door.

Hearing the door being closed with a "squeak", Song Jing took a few weak steps back and sat down on the chair.

I slowly closed my eyes, trembling in my heart, no vertigo, no hallucinations, I really saw——

In the lobby, everyone's facial features were enveloped in a layer of black air.

It's the kind of ominous, weird black energy seen on the faces of Lancai, Sun Xiaowu, and Ji Linge before, which gradually seals the facial features of people with barking teeth and claws.

It is the black air that heralds death. When the black air completely seals the five sense organs, it is the moment of death.

It was the first time that people who were infected by black air were seen in such a concentrated and large area. In the lobby, the densely packed people were all walking on the countdown to death without exception.

There are so many people with black air on their faces. Looking back now, I feel shocking and soul-stirring.

Feeling uneasy, Song Jing wondered, what is going to happen?

Was it a vendetta, or the collapse of the inn, or...

No matter how I think about it, it is impossible. It would be strange if large-scale disturbances can still occur in a place where Xia Yu is present.

Annoyed, he stood up, walked to the window, stretched out his hand to push the window open, and took a deep breath, hoping to calmly think about it carefully, whether there was any danger that he had missed.

After all, I still live in this place, and now that I have no spiritual power, it's better to be more cautious.

Looking at the street under the window inadvertently, Song Jing was stunned again, and her body stiffened instantly like a corpse.

This is... this is...

The corners of the lips twitched, a little too crazy, right?

Raising his hand and rubbing his eyes, he questioned what he saw——

People all over the street came and went with smiles on their faces, but above the smiles, the black mist tightly adhered to the facial features.No one noticed that they were getting closer and closer to death.

Looking further away, it's all...all...all...

There is no normal human being.

Song Jing raised her hand to cover her eyes with difficulty, what's wrong?Could it be that the effect of the Nine Nether Orchid Juice is out of order, making my eyes look like this?In other words, my ability to predict death has come to an end. When I look at normal people, I will see such a scene——

"Xiao Qingli, what's wrong with your eyes?" An urgent voice came from behind, and the next second, the hand on the eyes was pulled away.

"I'm fine." Song Jing blinked, looked at Xia Yu's caring eyes, couldn't help but smiled wryly, and called "Xiao Qingli" and "Xiao Qingli" again. Back then, I didn't mean to kill him Ji Linge's.

It's just that I saw the black air on her face, even if I didn't point at her at that time, she would still die.

But who would believe it?

Who would believe that he could see forty thousand shadows in advance and predict death?

Xia Yu looked skeptical, but her tone was hard to be indifferent: "Your complexion is very bad, go take a rest."

Song Jing suddenly smiled: "Xia Yu, if I say that everyone in this town will die, do you believe it?"

"Trust." Xia Yu raised her brows obliquely, speaking with absolute certainty.

This man is really... Song Jing felt inexplicably wet, and looked at him seriously: "What I said is true, they will all die."

"I'm serious too, I believe you." Xia Yu looked indifferently through the window at the street, "As for how they died, although I can't think of it, it's none of my business."

Song Jing blinked her eyes and asked softly: "Then if I say, I saw the time of their death and foresaw their death... Do you believe it?"

Xia Yu stared at him blankly: "Is it possible?"

Sure enough... no matter how firm your belief is, you will hesitate when encountering things that go against your destiny.

It's not that I don't want to believe it, but I can't believe it at all.

"Really?" Song Jing smiled faintly, "If you keep telling the truth, I will also feel that you are lying."

Foreseeing death is not something humans can grasp. Death is already involved in the most basic mystery in the world.

"But I saw it, I really saw it." Song Jing looked sideways at the people on the street, "I saw their deaths, and it was around midnight tonight. No one in the town was spared."

"Xiao Qingli, you..." Xia Yu looked at Song Jing's faintly serious smile, it didn't seem like she was cheating—but, how could such an impossible thing like foreseeing death happen...

"We are also in the town." Song Jing's eyes fell on Xia Yu's face, and his eyes suddenly became stiff, "We... are also in the town... Sure enough... Sure enough..."

"what happened?"

Song Jing smiled strangely: "Bring the mirror over there."

Xia Yu made a move, and the mirror fell on Song Jing's hand: "What are you doing?"

Song Jing didn't answer him, but picked up the mirror and looked at herself carefully.

In the mirror, the man's face was pale, his eyes were slender, and the depths of his pupils fluctuated with inconceivable astonishment.But the most conspicuous and shocking thing is the blackness gradually thickening on his face.

Just now, on Xia Yu's face, the black air was like his own face, layer by layer.