I heard you mix six doors gl

Men are talking about things, not people.

There was a sudden chill in everyone's heart.The firelight of Huozhezi gradually elongated the person's shadow, and suddenly there was the sound of footsteps in one of the forks!

The envoy suddenly said: "Follow me!"

Su Jingyun was so frightened that she almost cried: "I, I, I... I can't walk anymore..."

She really couldn't move anymore, no matter what the holy envoy pulled her, she sat on the ground.Helpless, the envoy had no choice but to let Long Guan stay, and he took the people to find that thing.

Su Jingyun sat on the ground, shivering from the cold, and didn't even have the strength to speak.The half antidote that the envoy fed her just now seems to have gradually lost its effect. The unbearable itching crawled up her spine little by little. Su Jingyun felt pain and itching all over her body. Only by scratching one's own flesh and blood can the pain be relieved.

"Huh—" She couldn't bear it anymore and fell to the ground.

"Oh, stinky!" Long Guan knelt down and squeezed Su Jingyun's face, "Are you pretending to be, isn't it the last time I met you, I'm afraid you and that old man will be kept in the dark for the rest of your life. Let me ask you , where did the book Huanlongshu go, and where did your dead old man grandpa go?"

Su Jingyun was in a trance. He couldn't hear what Long Guan was saying. Long Guan pulled out the water thorn and drew another slash on the whip wound on Su Jingyun's body: "It seems that I won't give you some trouble, I don't think you will know!"

"what----"

As soon as Su Jingyun's wound hurt, he immediately regained consciousness. The water-dispensing thorn was clearly compared to him, and Su Jingyun's first reaction was to touch the knife at his waist.

But what about the knife?

Only then did Su Jingyun remember that the saber was taken away by the envoy and hung on her horse.

She struggled to get up, trying to strike Long Guan with her palm, but Long Guan was furious, raised the sting thorn and stabbed at Su Jingyun: "Smelly, it's against you!"

"boom--"

This familiar voice is her knife!

Su Jingyun raised her eyelids and saw a delicate figure quickly wrestled with Long Guan. The woman was holding her own knife, and she was graceful and graceful like a dragon swimming.

This is—Master?

Su Jingyun wanted to open her mouth, but she couldn't open her mouth at all, a burst of severe pain was like a tide, she vomited a mouthful of blood, and there was no light in her eyes anymore.

"Su Jingyun, Jingyun."

Seeing that Su Jingyun had fainted, Fang Shenglan didn't want to fight any more and killed Long Guan with a single blow, so she walked over to help Su Jingyun up. Su Jingyun's body was cold and cold, and there were several deep wounds on her back. Fang Shenglan touched her forehead, but It was hot like fire.

"Wake up!"

Fang Shenglan took out Jiuxiang Baoming Pill from his bosom, and let Su Jingyun swallow one.He patted her face again, and saw that there was no trace of life in her body, so he hugged her distressedly, and tears fell: "Jingyun..."

She is also a terminally ill person, and she has no strength to help Su Jingyun to find someone. She can only hope that Su Jingyun can wake up and not fall asleep.

Su Jingyun vaguely smelled a familiar smell... What exactly is it?

She remembered that five years ago, she was lying on the stone couch in the cave, her face was buried in layers of gauze, and she smelled this kind of smell... and not long ago, she and Mao Mao squatted on the roof, tiled The mist under the film is hazy, lively and fragrant, and it is also this kind of smell that floats outside the house.

This is……

Su Jingyun slowly opened her eyes, and saw the tear-stained face of the woman in front of her.

"Jingyun..."

"I knew, I must have forgotten something important..."

Su Jingyun looked at her for a while and suddenly smiled, then raised her hand vigorously to wipe away the tears from Fang Shenglan's cheeks.

"I see..." she said, "You want to avoid me, is that why you pretend to be Mr. Ming?"

"I……"

Su Jingyun lay face up on the ground: "Why, why did you do this?"

She repeated this sentence weakly, Fang Shenglan sobbed softly, saying sorry over and over again, she was a little out of breath, occasionally coughed twice, unconsciously pressing her hands on her chest.

A pair of hands came up and held her hand.

Su Jingyun struggled to support his body to get up, wiped the blood from his mouth, and said: "It's okay, I can still see your face, I can see you again... I am very happy, really, Master."

Fang Shenglan held Su Jingyun's hand, hugged her, and cried, "Don't call me Master, Jingyun...Jingyun, I would rather you never wake up...I'm dying, you know? I don't want you to be sad, Not at all…”

Su Jingyun hugged Fang Shenglan back: "I think I'm already stupid enough, but I didn't expect you to be even more stupid than me. If you can't live, I'm afraid I too..."

The indescribable pain began to wreak havoc again, Su Jingyun hugged Fang Shenglan, and tightly clenched her hands into fists behind her.

So what if you die...

But before they die, she has one more problem.

"I want to ask you something." Su Jingyun moved her head, their foreheads were pressed against each other, she lowered her voice, and asked softly, "If we can survive, are you willing to leave with me instead of being the princess?"