much loved

Shura put his arms around the soft man, and after a long while, he said gloomily, "You obviously think I'm Lian Ming."

Before Liu Xiaoxiao could think about it, Shura continued, "You think I'm Lian Ming,? You're afraid that I'm dying? Even when I want to treat you well,? You avoid it."

"But I'm obviously not him."

The young man's voice was sinister, but murmured with some desolation.

"I'm clearly not him."

Only then did Liu Xiaoxiao realize that Shura had always cared about this.

A body can change ages, but the memory is not interoperable. Everyone only remembers the name of the leader of the Rakshasa Sect, Lian Ming, but does not recognize the name of another soul in this body.

Shura sometimes thinks,? Does he really exist?Or is he actually the appearance of Lian Min after he lost his memory?Is there really a difference between him and Lian Ming?

Liu Xiaoxiao pursed her lips, and hugged the confused young man in front of her tightly in the limited space.

In fact, if this was the era he lived in before, it wouldn't matter to Shura at all.It's just a dual personality,? Both personalities have a clear sense of self.However, there is no such name in this world. Everyone believes that Shura and Lian Ming are the same person.

"I know." So Liu Xiaoxiao replied quietly but firmly.

Shura choked for breath, and even the eye sockets became moist, and felt that this little thing wanted to live, so he just followed his words and said, gnashing his teeth angrily: "You know? What do you know!"

Shura felt his head on his shoulder shaking from side to side,? That soft voice was still firm.

"I know, you are Shura."

"You are Shura of Rakshasa Sect."

Liu Xiaoxiao said softly,? He really felt this way, Shura pressed against his chest, and could feel the steady heartbeat, not like the chaos of panic.

"You didn't tell me before that I was taken captive to the Rakshasa Sect, so I would be afraid." As if feeling embarrassed, Liu Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and smiled, "Everyone in your sect calls you the leader. Clear the inside story, so I misunderstood that you and Lian Ming are the same person."

"If it makes you uncomfortable, then I'll make it up to you."

The warm and soft voice, and even the content of the words are so gentle, like that year when he saw the bright moon in the desert for the first time and grasped the bright white moonlight into the palm of his hand.

"Who you think you are is who you are."

Only you can decide who you are...

Shura calmed down strangely, his already extremely tired body tilted his head and leaned on the shoulder of the young man in front of him.

"My... Pasha..." he murmured.

The last two words are Western Region dialect, Liu Xiaoxiao didn't understand, she just heard Shura calling those two words again and again as she leaned against her ear.

How did he know that it was the way people from the Western Regions called their wives, Shura had never called this in front of him before, not even in the most intimate moments.However, at this moment, Shura couldn't help wanting to call these two words, to confirm the relationship between the person in his arms and himself was bound by a red thread.

Not long after, Shura fell asleep leaning against Liu Xiaoxiao's arms. Because she didn't know what was going on outside, Liu Xiaoxiao had to hug the only heat source in front of her tightly.

After all, it is his only hope to survive in this desert, so hold on tight, like grabbing the chance to live.

Tightening up the nerves was extremely exhausting, and she was in a daze, so Liu Xiaoxiao also fell asleep relying on Shura.The two cuddled against each other in the dark, like cubs hugging each other for warmth.

Suddenly the wooden board covering her head was removed, and Liu Xiaoxiao woke up with a start, facing Anuha's gorgeous face.

The sky in the distance is turbulent and cloudy, and the blood-colored sunset is reflected on the clouds, tearing the boundary between day and night.

Supporting her numb legs, Liu Xiaoxiao stood up with the help of Shura who also woke up, and got into the cart pulled by the camel.

With the light, he finally saw the traces of blood and tears on Shura's face, one after another, under his closed eyes, covered his pale cheeks on both sides, like a ghost crawling out of hell.

"Subordinates are late, please punish the leader."

Anuha knelt beside the car, taking advantage of Shura's internal energy disorder and "seeing" nothing, looked left and right at Liu Xiaoxiao, who was also disheveled, as if Liu Xiaoxiao was a dish on the table, and she was the mouth-watering diner beside her.

"Go and get thirty whips, and then get the stone room ready." Shura replied coldly.

The first thing Anuha thought of was that the leader was finally going to practice Shura Jue, and the stone chamber was the place where Shura retreated, in order not to kill in the sect because he couldn't suppress the emotion of killing during the practice.The leader may not remember this little thing when he wakes up, and she will be able to take over at that time.

Before enjoying it for a while, I suddenly thought of those thirty whips again.The whip had barbs, and the bones ached when it was pulled up, and there was only a coldness left in my heart.

The two communicated in Western Region dialect, Liu Xiaoxiao didn't understand what they were talking about, and was thinking that it was probably safe for her to do so, but she heard the boy next to him whispering to him.

"I'm probably going to retreat, and I'll be back in the middle of next month." Shura took Liu Xiaoxiao's hand, frowning worriedly, "You just stay in your courtyard, don't walk around in the teaching, if anyone wants you No matter where you go."

At the end, he worriedly put the Raksha Ling hanging on his waist in Liu Xiaoxiao's palm.Seeing the order is like seeing the leader, this order can at least mobilize more than half of the Rakshasa sect.Only at this moment did he regret having dealt with Wuhan. If Wuhan was still there at this time, it would be more reassuring for Shura than a dead thing.

Liu Xiaoxiao didn't shirk, and took the token.

At this moment, the maid outside the car handed over a warm wet handkerchief, Liu Xiaoxiao took it, and carefully wiped off the blood on Shura's face.

Asura quietly felt his little wife's breath, his heart softened into spring water.

The camel cart went back to the small courtyard where Liu Xiaoxiao lived, and when he got out of the cart, he found that the boy inside did not come down with him.

He stood at the gate of the courtyard and looked at the elongated shadow of the car, against the blood-red sunset in the distance, the strange color made his heart beat a little violently.

——I always feel that something is going to happen.

Liu Xiaoxiao couldn't sleep peacefully at night because of Shura's unclear words before leaving.Just sitting up from the bed, tilting his head to look at Yue's position outside the window to estimate what time it is, suddenly the locked courtyard door was shaken open vigorously.

Liu Xiaoxiao's heart skipped a beat, she got out of bed and gathered up her clothes, watching the group of black-clothed congregation embracing an old man file in.

"Who?" His palms tightened unconsciously.

"I am the third elder of the Raksha Sect." The old man was fluent in Central Plains, and even cupped his hands and bowed to Liu Xiaoxiao, "The leader misses his wife very much in retreat, so I invite this old man to come and bring his wife to retreat together."

Liu Xiaoxiao remembered Shura's words, and took out the hot token that had been in her arms all the time, "I don't want to go anywhere, please go back!"

Looking at Liu Xiaoxiao's imposing manner, the old man felt that Shura's eyesight had improved, but he didn't expect that this little thing was just stern and soft-hearted, and cold sweat was already oozing from his back.

As usual, he would not want to embarrass a junior who does not know martial arts at all.However, today is not what it used to be. To the east is the army of Chuli in the Central Plains, and to the south is the territory of the Tang Sect in Miaojiang. The Three Kingdoms ruled by Sha may be at stake.

No matter how you compare it, the death of a junior is really insignificant compared to the survival of the Rakshasa Sect.

Immediately, his eyes froze, he lifted the clothes on Liu Xiaoxiao's chest and walked away in the wind. Luo Shaling fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"excuse me!"

What kind of confession is this!

Liu Xiaoxiao was short of breath, but now he is in the Rakshasa sect, which is equivalent to fish on the cutting board, and anyone can chop it twice with a knife.

"Let me go! Otherwise, you will be punished when the leader returns!" Liu Xiaoxiao struggled.

The old man is determined, he thinks he is loyal to the Rakshasa Sect, even if the matter is resolved, even if the Sect Master punishes him, he will have no complaints.

Besides, when the leader comes back, it is still unclear whether he still remembers the man and wife he married in Ruoqiang.

He carried Liu Xiaoxiao to the front of a house made of stones, and slapped it with his palm, and the stone door opened in response to the sound, revealing a dark passage.

The old man let go, threw Liu Xiaoxiao into the stone room, and then quickly closed the stone door.

At that time, if the leader pursues it, he can also answer in the same way: "Madam is too worried, and threatened with Rakshasa orders, and she will definitely go into the stone room to visit the leader."

Hearing the muffled roar and the sound of the chain hitting the stone wall in the stone chamber, the third elder smiled with satisfaction.

— Presumably that junior will not survive tonight.

The author has something to say: there are still about twenty chapters to finish, I went to Miaojiang, went to the capital, and then returned to Jiangnan to end

Xiaoxiao Travel Diary