Sitting on a treacherous minister and good time

Roar, "Of course I believe it. But, so what if I believe it? I'm almost...I don't know what to do, Xiao Jing."

Song Jing suddenly smiled brilliantly, with curved eyebrows and raised lips, "You finally called me Xiaojing again."

Xia Yu hugged Song Jing, her heart seemed to be filled with something, but in fact, what he always wanted was an excuse to allow herself to forgive Song Jing.

I couldn't find this excuse, and no one told him, so I kept suppressing it all the time, slumped in my heart, and lived like this relying on Ten Fingers Huameng.

Life seems to be wasting, consuming day by day, anyway, I don't care, and no one cares.The reason to live is simply because you haven't died yet.

"I really... really don't know what to do, Xiao Jing." Xia Yu took a deep breath, and whether he believed it or not, his feelings for Ji Lingge were far less deep than those for Song Jing.But she is her own mother, and some things cannot be avoided.

"Just relax and treat us as we were at the beginning." Song Jing curled her lips, "If you imagine what it was like this morning, I don't care."

Xia Yu's body became stiff again, Song Jing saw the slightly red earlobes from the corner of her eye, and couldn't help but smile: "Because I like Xia Yu very much, and I don't hate what happened today, so Xia Yu..."

"That thing happened yesterday." Xia Yu suddenly hugged Song Jing tightly, and gently approached Song Jing's earlobe with her lips, as if tentatively, "Why are you able to say such things now? Since you don’t hate it, since you like it, then let the same thing happen today, okay?”

Song Jing's pale face rose a little crimson: "It's up to you."

Phantom raised his eyes and saw two people with swords in the sky flying towards the other side of the dense forest. His icy blue eyes fluctuated slightly, and then they were closed, and the hard lip line curved up a little.

092 Addiction · Promise

Being able to hold each other and feel the temperature between each other gradually harmonize, it seems to be very satisfying.

Xia Yu carefully carried the sleeping Song Jing into the carriage, looked back at the farther and more desolate land behind her, and couldn't help but feel a little lucky, if it wasn't for Xiao Jing's request to leave, in the center of the chaotic vitality of the world, he and Xiao Jing can't be spared, right?

For the former self, death was a result sooner or later, and he didn't care about its sequence.

But now, I suddenly feel inexplicably frightened, and seem to want to live a good life.

The carriage moved forward slowly, with slight bumps on the carriage.

Xia Yu didn't know why Shu Jinxiu specifically told her to use a mortal carriage and the slower the better.

He didn't think about it before because there was no need to think about it.

But now, he suddenly wanted to know the meaning, because it was about Xiao Jing... He really wanted to protect Xiao Jing.

The brows were furrowed together, and a look of pain suddenly appeared on his haggard face.

The dry thin lips were pressed together, and a trace of confusion flashed through the deep-set eyes.Habitually took out a purple ten-finger phantom from his hand, closed his eyes, leaned against the carriage, the spiritual power flowed to the fingertips, and gradually melted the purple crystal.

The purple smoke is lingering, and the slender fingers with distinct bones in the smoke have a blurred taste.

The frowning eyebrows suddenly relaxed, and the thin lips provoked a dreamy and beautiful smile, as if seeing the most beautiful thing in the world, and his heart beat.

Suddenly, a cold hand touched the ever-smaller ten-finger Huanmeng.

"Xia Yu." Song Jing stared coldly at the purple crystal, with a strong premonition in her heart.With such an intoxicated and psychedelic expression, he looks like a smoke-shrouded opium addict, deeply trapped.

Xia Yu smiled in a trance, as if she didn't hear Song Jing's voice at all.

"Damn it, Xia Yu, I'm calling you, come back to my senses." Song Jing gritted her teeth and snatched Ten Finger Huanmeng, threw it on the ground, and slapped Xia Yu's cheek with one hand, "What are you doing? ?”

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the look of a drug addict, as if Xia Yu had been dragged into the abyss, and even the soul of the depraved one began to perish.

I panicked inexplicably in my heart, and I didn't know whether to blame him or myself.

The long and beautiful life suddenly went away, as if he had only just climbed into the clouds, but was suddenly pulled and fell to the ground.

Xia Yu opened his eyes, his sharp eyes were slightly confused and doubtful, he stretched out his hand blankly, took out another piece of ten-finger illusion from the Qiankun Ring, and held it in his palm.

It seems that someone is calling me in my ear, but...but I want to go back to the place before...

Xia Yu raised the corners of her fragile lips, and slowly closed her eyes again.

Damn it again?

Song Jing struggled directly out of Xia Yu's arms, reached out and snatched the ten-finger fantasy from Xia Yu's hand - as much as you take out, I will throw you as much as you want.

One took it unconsciously, and the other rushed to throw it quickly.

Song Jing gritted her teeth, there were still so many.

So it turns out that the skinny appearance is all due to this drug-like thing?

How can you not love yourself so much? Song Jing saw that Xia Yu could no longer take out that purple crystal, and then she breathed a sigh of relief, and poked her finger on Xia Yu's forehead: "Xia Yu, wake me up."

Xia Yu, who didn't get the ten-finger illusion, blinked her eyes in a daze, isn't there more?Why not?

Song Jing pulled him over, pointed to a pile of purple crystals under his feet, and said in a cold voice, "What is this?"

Xia Yu was very dizzy, and it took her a long time to finally react.

He looked at the spar under his feet and said softly, "It's a ten-finger illusion."

"What is it used for?" Song Jing heard her own voice clearly, it was so cold.

Xia Yu's voice was hoarse: "Having hallucinations... fulfilling the deepest desire in my heart."

"Oh?" Song Jing didn't know if she was angry, she felt her whole body trembling, "Then what is your wish? Have you ever seen yourself before?"

Xia Yu lowered her eyes: "I just want to live a little easier."

In the pain and contradictions of the whole day, a little bit of spiritual comfort, even if it is false, dreamy, and temporary, will be firmly grasped in the palm of my hand, and I am unwilling to let it go.

Song Jing was stunned, he seemed to understand a little bit.It was him who made Xia Yu live so hard, that's why...

"What did you see?" Song Jing pursed her thin lips, "In the hallucination, what did you see?"

Xia Yu bent her lips, as if she had returned to that distant fantasy dream: "There is Xiao Jing, there is mother, there is father...we..."

His eyes dimmed: "Impossible."

Song Jing felt pain in her heart, and raised her hand to hold Xia Yu's hard and thin shoulders: "Don't say such things. In the future, Xia Yu will live a happier life than ever before. I said that one day, we will go through the world together. Mainland, isn’t it?”

Xia Yu lowered her head bitterly: "But, it's been five years, and I can't live without the ten-finger illusion..."

His sunken eyes are full of pain, he gave up life long ago, life and death don't matter.But when you can be happy, there is no room for turning around.

"You have to leave." Song Jing gritted her teeth, "If death is the only way to leave Ten Fingers Fantasy, I would rather you die like this. Can you bear to be controlled by this kind of thing and look like a ghost or a ghost?"

Xia Yu was stunned, and her eyes softened: "Okay, I'll try. If you can't quit, just die like this."

"There's still a lot of time on the road, right?" Song Jing sighed softly, "I'll take these ten-finger illusions, no matter how hard you endure, I won't give them to you softly."

"Okay." Xia Yu smiled firmly, "I will definitely get rid of the ten-finger illusion. Even if I die, with Xiaojing by your side... I don't need that kind of illusory beauty."

Song Jing felt that she was about to shed tears, and like a sentimental little girl, she turned her face uncomfortably: "What are you talking about? At that time, just don't go crazy and snatch Ten Finger Fantasy from me."

As if remembering something, Song Jing narrowed her eyes: "This thing, five years... You said five years... Could it be that you just..."

"It's Shu Jinxiu." Song Jing sighed softly.

Xia Yu nodded: "I have been cooperating with the Yaoyue Sect, hoping to find the last black hand."

"Back?"

"Yes. Shu Jinxiu is just the main emissary on the surface." Xia Yu said slowly, "There is still someone behind him controlling him, but I can't find it."

"It doesn't matter. Let's keep looking." Song Jing smiled softly, "You will continue to be the Patriarch Tantai who cooperates with Shu Jinxiu, don't worry about me. I will escape from Shu Jinxiu by myself, you have to trust me."

"I believe." Xia Yu sighed slightly, her eyes sparkling, "I have always believed in you."

Song Jing smiled with crooked lips, and leaned over to hug Xia Yu: "Let's make an agreement, after we get rid of the greedy guys who are coveting the Nine Nether Orchid Juice, let's go to the mainland of the capital."

Xia Yu laughed softly: "What about the little wolf? What about Tantai Chunshui? Xiao Jing, do we include them?"

"Huh?" Song Jing was stunned.

And far away in the wilderness outside the capital, Hongli was running fast.

She managed to escape from the management of the Viper Team—or maybe, because of her special status, the Viper Team did not strictly manage her, so after working hard for many days, she managed to escape.

The spiritual power was still sealed, and she had no time to untie it, so she could only keep running.

Panting, she heard that her brother was captured by Yaoyue Sect again.

She is not going to save her brother now, but to hide herself first.she has been careful