Curse of Love 3

, but the Tianchao Police Station’s unruly detention of people is nothing more than because of his status as the third young master of Yeyan. In recent years, Yeyan has expanded its power here, so how could it not attract the attention of the higher-ups? Just now Perpetual’s sentence put pressure on them In fact, it was just vaguely explaining that the serious crime team did not deliberately detain people. Si Qianxu had this in mind before he asked Bosai Boao to notify Baili Mengyan. Unexpectedly, his elder brother was alarmed. I am afraid that Wei Junchi has already died. What kind of agreement was made with the superiors that he was released on bail so quickly.

However, the reasons are tortuous, and Mu Fei and the two understand it, but Si Qianxu doesn't want to tell Baili Mengyan that he doesn't understand these things, and he doesn't need to understand them. Anyway, with Si Qianxu around, these trivial matters can't be bothered. on him.

After talking about the case, Si Qianxu finally realized that something was wrong from just now, "Where's the exile?" According to his temperament, he probably wouldn't stop coming to pick him up, right?It's not that he has any objections, but since the exorcist woke up, he and his lover have been paying close attention to Lord Flower Demon, and the lost memory will always be a ticking time bomb.

"Something got stuck, he couldn't come back, he said he was waiting at home..." Baili Mengyan replied, but stopped in the middle of the sentence, and quickly parked the car to the side of the road with a strange expression.

"What's wrong?" His movements were sudden, and the other three were a little nervous.

Baili Mengyan unfastened his seat belt, got out of the car while talking, looked around and said: "The spiritual power fluctuation of the old monster is nearby."

"Huh?" Si Qianxu also got out of the car, took out his mobile phone and wanted to contact Su Zhi to go back with them in the car, but as soon as he looked up, he was stunned, and the phone slipped from his hand.

Shan Fei from the back seat also came out by chance, and quickly caught his mobile phone, followed his line of sight strangely, "What's wrong?"

Yiwu Qianmu in the car was checking things on his tablet computer, so he didn't get out of the car. When he realized that the atmosphere was not right, he looked out of the car, but found that not only Si Qianxu, but also Baili Mengyan was stunned.He looked towards the opposite side of the road for no apparent reason, and sure enough, he saw Undead standing there on the sidewalk waiting for the green light. He was wearing a red windbreaker that stood out under the neon lights on the street.

But what surprised everyone was not because of the sudden appearance of the exile, but because of the person behind him.

At this time, there was a lot of traffic, and the only person waiting on the sidewalk was the graceful flower demon, but a long-haired young man slowly walked out from the depths of the alley behind him, still wearing a thin shirt and trousers in late autumn, under the colorful lights of neon lights Hitting him on the face revealed a beautiful face, with willow eyebrows, apricot eyes and vermilion lips, warm and refined, clearly in the mortal world, but like the bright moon in the sky, as if leaving the world at any time.He didn't look at anyone, but just stared at the back of Xingzhi, his gentle eyes filled with unspeakable sadness and affection, as if he had been separated for a long time, as if he had lost it and found it again.

Yiwu Qianmu heard Baili Mengyan murmuring in an unbelievable tone: "Shuangsai Festival..."

In fact, the last time Shizhi told them that he was being followed was not really a delusion. Today he also noticed that something was wrong, so he walked around to see if he could take the opportunity to see what the other party wanted to do. He beckoned over there, but Baili Mengyan and Si Qianxu, who have always been calm and composed, were too shocked to see the expressions behind him, and the exile was a little nervous, and his heartbeat was faster than usual when he was in danger. What's more, something in the depths of his consciousness seemed to be clamoring for him to turn around quickly, as if he would miss a part of his soul if he didn't take a look.This inexplicable feeling gave him a severe headache, and his body turned around slowly against his reason.

Behind him, the gentle and jade-like man seemed to be suppressing strange emotions, trying to show a gentle smile, but when he stretched out his hand to him, his palm trembled violently, "Sinking blood..." A sigh-like voice slid out Lips, the man smiled, even his eyes were red, "I can finally...can come back to you."

The figure was imaged in the pupils, transmitted to the depths of the brain, and Xingzhi stared at him dully, until the words fell to the ground, it seemed that something followed the words and hit his figure in the brain, and it exploded loudly, and opened the door. The dusty memory, the warmth of interlocking fingers, the phoenix courting the phoenix under the moonlit night, the concentric knots woven by the hair, the countless blood-red hearts, the mirror flower city in the sea of ​​blood and corpses, the disillusionment of all thoughts, the extreme price of life and death , the Time Freezing Technique that exhausted his cultivation... Everything, accompanied by that familiar person with a familiar name, appeared in his mind, causing him to scream like an awl, kneeling on the ground, and the world was brilliant before his eyes , It just turned into black and white in an instant, and Xun Ji fainted from the pain!

The man seemed to have expected it a long time ago, he caught him like a treasure, took him into his arms, and repeated in a trance: "I can finally return to your side..."

"Double offerings?!" When the green light came on, Si Qianxu rushed over and looked at him in disbelief.

However, Baili Mengyan pulled him behind him, and looked at the man who looked like an enemy, "Who are you?! You are not Zhishuangji!" , he had already snatched the exile back.

The man who was holding the exile also knelt on the ground and raised his head slightly. This action made Yi Wuqianmu and Shan Fei who came behind him take a breath of air. They had never seen Zhi Shuangji, but they had seen Si Qian. In the portraits of Xu who practiced painting occasionally, Mu Enlisi still remembers the lesson very well. Looking at it closely, the three-dimensional effect that seems to be very three-dimensional is really frightening.

The long-haired man seemed to be slightly saddened by Baili Mengyan's words, "I'm not a double sacrifice..." After a pause, he saw Xun Ji in his arms who was full of pain even with his eyes closed. The daze turned into certainty, "No, I'm Zhishuangji... If I wasn't him, there would be no such person in this world."

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Book Six: The Widow (11)

In the small villa on Qinquan Road, Si Qianxu made tea and brought it to the living room. Sure enough, Baili Mengyan and the others were still staring at the young man sitting on the sofa with his arms in his arms. Even the Defender was killed. Affected by the tense atmosphere, standing next to Mr. Warlock and staring at him, he sighed secretly and walked over.

"Thank you." When the tea was delivered to his table, the man thanked him politely. The gentle and low-browed look was exactly the same as in memory, which made Baili Mengyan and Si Qianxu who knew Zhishuangji slightly stunned—too similar ...No, it's almost the same person.

The warlock with phoenix-eyed cold face stared at him, his expression became a little uncertain, "You... no, it's impossible, he's already lost his soul, no one in the world can be resurrected under such circumstances, and if you are him, Why do you have different spiritual power fluctuations from his?" It is said that monsters are not like monsters, and that they are human beings are not human.

The man stroked the hair of the exile, his movements were full of cherishment, he said: "At least half of me is a double sacrifice." This sentence was full of strangeness, and everyone couldn't help being stunned. He raised his head, black The totem climbed up his cheeks like vines, inexplicably bringing out a frightening coquettishness, and at the same time, the same lines began to emerge on the body of the dead prisoner.

Bailimeng Yan's pupils shrank slightly, "Contract...you made a contract with the old monster?!" Yiwu Qianmu and Shan Fei were puzzled, did the dead man find someone who looked like Zhi Shuangji to make a contract?

Si Qianxu just looked at the other party thoughtfully.

The man asked a little sadly: "You are the contractor of Shen Xue, do you feel anything?"

Baili Mengyan spread out his spiritual sense to check for the faintly familiar aura. His face was weird at first, and then turned pale in an instant. Si Qianxu, who was sitting beside him and playing with his fingers, was surprised to notice that Seeing the rapid loss of his body temperature, Baili Mengyan stared at the long-haired man and asked in disbelief, "Are you a dream?"

The other three were stunned, and then they realized what kind of existence the person in front of them was—a dream created by the exile that spent thousands of years, a space filled one by one with his memory, a person who used the time freezing technique to freeze a period of history Because it is like a magic weapon of space, because of the difference in the passage of time, because it is loaded with too many emotions, after tens of thousands of years of memory repetition, it begins to have life, and the soul of Zhishuangji dissipates behind the world Gradually merging with the dream, and turning on the illusion of spiritual intelligence, this artifact spirit has become an existence that seems to be an old friend rather than an old friend.

He was right, if he wasn't Zhi Shuangji, there would be no such person in this world. Everything is composed of three souls and seven souls. For example, after death, all seven souls dissipate and three souls reincarnate. The man is the three souls with the double sacrifice, and the seven souls are shaped by the illusion.But he is not Zhishuangji, he is just a spiritual creature that carries memories and emotions, no matter how much he looks like, he will never be that bamboo demon man again.

"After I fused with Zhishuangji, I sent Shen... Death Ji out of my body, and sealed his memory," Mengjing looked at the flower demon in his arms tenderly, "I know that the time in the body is different from the time outside. The same, but I still don’t want him to wait so painfully.” These days, he has vaguely fixed his human form, and has been following the death row, until his body is completely stable, and he will appear immediately—he knows that the death row is waiting for him. It's been too long.

Everyone couldn't help but look at each other, although they figured out the identity of this person and understood that he could not possibly hurt Xunzhi, but how to deal with this person...

Yiwu Qianmu couldn't help asking: "Then what are your plans now?" Mengjing said naturally: "Of course I want to follow the death prisoner." Shan Fei hesitated,