[Ancient Sword] Chu Gong Qionghua

Bai's face was suddenly full of killing intent, and he said coldly, "You are definitely not me."

Such a fragile sword fairy, Ouyang Mingri shook his head, maybe it was because he fell in love with himself that he became like this.

"He is the key to the time realm, and so am I." Ouyang Mingri said, he raised his hand to appease Zi Yin, but found that the distance was too far, so he had to slowly retract it, "Tell me, what did you hear, I will put him away if I can." bring back."

Ziyin stared at Ouyang Mingri, staring at those eyes, the voice in his head suddenly became blurred.The same gentle peach blossom eyes, when looking at him, there is no lingering desire, no lingering love, none of those familiar things.

Suddenly it became clear that what he wanted was Ouyang Shaogong who would love him, not Prince Jiancheng who could only follow silently, or Ouyang Mingri.

His obsession is only Ouyang Shaogong.

Regarding Ouyang Mingri's conditions, Zi Yin didn't respond, and the familiar voice in his head said softly: "When he wakes up, he will be with you forever, stay in this world, and be a loving couple, That's what you've always wanted."

A very beautiful place appeared in front of my eyes, like flowers and flowing water, or dimly lit, Ouyang Shaogong lay quietly, as if sleeping peacefully, and the brows were also peaceful and peaceful, but the large expanse of blood red was shocking, another Ziyin was Beside Ouyang Shaogong, kiss his cheek pitifully.

Zi Yin said eagerly: "Give him back to me quickly."

He wanted to get closer, wanted to walk into the picture to take back Ouyang Shaogong, reached out to touch him, and took a step forward, but all the sounds and phantoms disappeared, only Ouyang Mingri who looked at him coldly.

A sword fairy who has practiced for 300 years has become so obsessed with it that he has long since lost his desires, and the demons in his heart are born from desires, and there is no prohibition.

Ouyang tomorrow suddenly didn't want to face that docile, lovely, and talented little Murong, even if he cultivated into a sword fairy, he couldn't completely get rid of the entanglement of the demons. The pain and infatuation were all because of him, and because of the dedication of this infatuation, Whether he accepts it or not, it has become his sin.

Ziyin, who was almost exhausted physically and mentally, just stared at Ouyang Mingri in a daze, like a helpless child. His deep dependence on this person began from his admiration for the prince back then.

"He will definitely come back to you, Murong, don't do that." Ouyang Mingri couldn't bear to let him be so painful and helpless, there would be no thought of rejection, petting is actually more indulgent than love.

Ouyang loves him tomorrow because he is willing to pay for him because of this love.

Yi Shui withdrew the tea, brought Ouyang Shaogong's qin, and placed it lightly on the table. Ziyin knew Jiuxiao Huanpei, and Ouyang Shaogong never left his qin. Seeing his qin was like seeing himself.Ziyin's eyes stared at the quiet Qin involuntarily, and even Ouyang Mingri couldn't understand that gaze.

"This piano is not my master, but it's okay, I can use it to open the time boundary, you bring him back here first." Ouyang Mingri said, with a gentle and elegant voice, slowly brushing away all fears, Fascinating, "Remember, don't let him wake up, otherwise you will never go back."

Ziyin took a breath of cold air, and turned to stare at Ouyang Mingri's face: "What if he...will wake up?"

"Then kill him again." Ouyang Mingri's voice was still soft, "Whether you can do it or not is up to you."

Ziyin was stunned for a moment, he seemed to be stunned by the answer, looked at Ouyang Mingri, and said with pity after a while: "Why are you always like this, hiding your helplessness with indifference, making people think you are extremely ruthless."

"You..." It was the first time for Ouyang Mingri to be seen through like this, and he was so angry that he had nothing to say. He turned his head and snorted coldly, "What does it have to do with you?"

Ziyin didn't speak any more, but felt at ease.Even in the illusion, this person is indeed Ouyang Mingri, even his thoughts are exactly the same.

Jiu Xiaohuanpei didn't recognize Ouyang Mingri, maybe they were really not the same person anymore, Ouyang Mingri cut a hole in the palm of his hand, dripped blood on the piano, and then touched the strings.

Ziyin's hesitation was not written on his face. Sitting down beside him, listening to Ouyang Mingri playing the piano, he was always anxious, looking at the fingers on the strings, frowning.

In Zi Yin's ears, the sound of the piano seemed to have turned into Ouyang Shaogong's low whisper, making him forget everything and could not help but fall asleep peacefully.

Ziyin didn't even know what the time realm opened up in this illusion. When he opened his eyes again, he arrived at the place he had just seen. The dark place was surrounded by curved water, and there were dots of candles floating on it. The light illuminates the flowers and plants withered trees.

Whether Ouyang Shaogong would wake up, Ziyin didn't dare to think, the more he dared not, the more he drilled into his mind, he couldn't help breathing easily, he seemed to have forgotten that Ouyang Shaogong died of blood in this world , instead of falling asleep, you can wake up with a light wake.

This place is like a cold cave, the path is intricate and difficult to distinguish the direction, Ziyin did not know how to find Ouyang Shaogong, so he could only explore along the water first, and walk with those flowing candlelights.

The cave was very quiet, and the sound of burning candles was very clear. Even if I played the sound of my breathing and footsteps extremely lightly, I was worried about waking up the sleeping people.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps, Ziyin took a step, and that person also took a step, he found Ziyin, his steps immediately became eager, and he was leaving quickly, Ziyin followed without thinking.

Following the redundant footsteps, Ziyin walked out of the winding cave, and he arrived. The candlelight was weak among the flowers and flowing water, and the lights were dim. There lay a person who seemed to be sleeping peacefully. The blood-stained cloak disappeared, and the blue clothes It looks clean, with almost no wrinkles, elegant and solemn.

Who would have thought that he had died of blood, his face was beautiful and quiet, like a person in a painting that would never fade, but it was more touching than the painting.

Ziyin didn't dare to call out, he looked around vigilantly, and walked towards Ouyang Shaogong carefully, he knew that person was watching him, their purpose was Ouyang Shaogong, it was impossible for him to approach easily.

Getting closer and closer, so close that you can touch it, the man looked at him in the dark, and finally spoke softly, as if talking to himself: "Do you remember his eyes?"

Ziyin couldn't help but look at Ouyang Shaogong's Shuangyang, and thought of the eternal tenderness in his eyes, which made people obsessed.

"If he were a god, he would never be so gentle and calm again..." The familiar voice sighed, "There is no prince Changqin in this world, and His Highness can't go back."

Ziyin didn't respond at all, and hugged Ouyang Shaogong up. His body was cold, and after dying for a long time, Ziyin couldn't even believe that he would wake up.

The sound of the sword's edge breaking through the air instantly rang in his ears, and Zi Yin seemed to know where the sword came from. When the sword light arrived, he heard only the sound of water, and he disappeared without a trace.

In the criss-cross tunnel, Zi Yin ran around with Ouyang Shaogong in his arms, but the sound of footsteps was always nearby, he couldn't find the exit, so he could only keep walking to avoid the pursuers.

The sound of light footsteps echoed everywhere, no matter where Ziyin went, he couldn't get rid of that person, the footsteps were like his shadow, closely following behind him, when he was fast, the footsteps were also fast, and he was slow At that time, the footsteps also slowed down, which was terrifyingly strange.

I don't know how long I walked in this dark place, Zi Yin's shoes were soaked, he stood in the water, a few dim candles flickered at his feet, but the footsteps did not stop, but more and more getting closer.

The body in his arms trembled suddenly, and he coughed. Zi Yin's hands trembled immediately, his mind went blank, and he could hardly support this light body. He looked at Ouyang Shaogong's face that was starting to turn red in panic, and knelt down slowly in the water.

"Your Highness..." Ziyin looked at Ouyang Shaogong, he began to frown, gasped for breath, grabbed the long hair behind Ziyin, and seemed to be about to open his eyes.

The footsteps are still approaching, step by step, behind him, or in front of him?He anxiously covered Ouyang Shaogong's mouth, wanting him to continue to sleep, but the sound of coughing and panting became more urgent.

Ouyang Shaogong leaned in his arms, his clothes were mostly wet, he opened his lips slightly as if to say something, but he couldn't make a sound, Zi Yin stroked his slightly painful eyebrows, and held the phoenix pattern dagger in trembling hands, Hanging above Ouyang Shaogong's heart.

Zi Yin kept clenching his hands, sweating all over his body, big beads of sweat hit Ouyang Shaogong's face, the dagger was unsheathed little by little, revealing a sharp blade, how could he kill Ouyang Shaogong, he Can't do it, this is not an illusion, it is the person who entered his soul, but if you don't kill him, you will never be able to get out, never.

Something seems to be changing in this world, Ziyin found that his thoughts are blurred, he must make a decision immediately, otherwise, he will forget that this place is an illusion, can't tell what is true and false, and don't know why he came here.

The sound of footsteps was close at hand, Ziyin pulled out the dagger, looked at Ouyang Shaogong's heaving chest, raised it tremblingly, and stabbed it down hard.

A zither sound rose up, then stopped suddenly, and everything came to an abrupt end.

The candlelight in the room was still on, and the stick of incense was also burning, a little star, flickering.

Ouyang Shaogong slept peacefully on the edge of the couch, with the Nine Heavens Ring in his arms. It was quiet late at night, without any sound.

"Your Highness, Your Highness." Ziyin finally smiled, his spirit suddenly relaxed, a little dizzy, he wanted to wake up Ouyang Shaogong, they came back, he didn't need to...

Kill His Highness again... Ziyin looked down at his hand, he was still holding the dagger in his hand, and there was dried blood on the phoenix pattern.

The blood was disappearing, the dagger fell to the ground, and there was a loud noise in the quiet night, Ouyang Shaogong seemed to be awakened.

Ziyin wanted to help him, but before he could touch him, his hand was cut by the low qin chants, and his whole body