Curse of Love 3

Si Qianxu frowned, "Which Dong family?"

"A well-known person named Dong Xian came out of the Dong family. It is said that Emperor Ai of the Han Dynasty bestowed all the possessions in his palace, including the things that Xiang Yu confiscated after his defeat... Later, Emperor Ai of the Han Dynasty died of illness, and Dong Xian committed suicide. Being controlled by Wang Mang, the government is in name only." Baili Mengyan explained, Si Qianxu was already stunned.

The obsession with broken sleeves, Emperor Aidi Dong Xian, this period of history naturally did not trouble him, what shocked him was that - all kinds of things a thousand years ago corresponded one by one with everything today, this link is really a big game of chess!

"So, this curse may be just a cover," Baili Mengyan said in a very soft voice, as if he was afraid of alarming something, "The world has its own rules. If the curse can cause the dragon's energy to fail and change the dynasty, it will definitely cause changes in the world. Since now Everything is very natural, so it justifies the existence of the spirit weapon... Maybe it has to be reasonable."

"What do you mean?" The supernatural aspect was always a weak point, and Si Qianxu couldn't react for a while.

Baili Mengyan shook his head, "I just have a clue, I haven't fully figured it out yet."

Si Qianxu's mind turned quickly, connecting what he said today with the past, and it took a long time before he said: "Sacrifice..." Baili Mengyan looked at him, and he seemed to be affirmed: "The son of the extreme yang and the son of the extreme yin meet once in a hundred years, and the lifting of the curse requires that it must be at the ruins of Nirmirdai. If this is a cover, then the two of us are likely to be sacrifices?"

The two looked at each other for a long time, and finally Si Qianxu lit another cigarette and started to smoke. Only in the smog could he vaguely catch the dark aura belonging to the third young master of the Ye Yan. calm.

Baili Mengyan looked at him, and said in a low voice: "There is still a chance in a narrow escape. This time I will go to the ruins of Nier Miridai, and I will try my best...to make both of us come back alive."

This sentence was said lightly, but Si Qianxu could hear the determination of breaking the boat and couldn't help but smile, "I believe everything you say."

……

Book Six: The Widow (12)

When Rogue opened his eyes, the room was very dark, and the hands of the luminous clock hanging on the wall reached one o'clock.

He was covered with a quilt, but there was a wind in the room, and Xingzhi didn't move much. He just turned his head and saw a slender figure standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. The other person was wearing a white shirt and black trousers. His smooth and graceful figure was covered by Outlined easily, the waist-length black hair swayed slightly in the wind, looking a bit desolate and desolate.

"This world has changed a lot," the figure said. It was a young man's voice, deep and gentle, passing through people's hearts like running water, "Electricity, fire, travel, clothing... I have to learn all these from scratch. "

"Learn slowly," the voice of the exile was actually very calm, "There is a lot of time, so there is no rush."

The man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window finally turned around. His beautiful face was not very clear under the faint moonlight, but it was enough to make people unforgettable, like a fairy under the moon, who flew away with the wind in the blink of an eye. There is only one person in the world with a face and a bearing like this!

Yijian looked at him firmly and calmly, but there was no special fluctuation in his eyes, and he said after a long time: "You have worked hard to cultivate to such a level with the three souls he lost." When he said this Like a kind father, he pierced some kind of insistence in Mengjing's heart. He lowered his eyebrows and smiled bitterly, "I'm not his son, don't treat me like this."

Undecided, he lifted the quilt and stood up, asking, "What's your name?" Dreamland frowned slightly, and every movement he made was exactly the same as that of the bamboo demon man back then, "Shuangji." That name won't work."

Mengjing looked at him for a long time, and then said bitterly: "Mengjing, you always call me that." Because this is a dream you have been sinking into for thousands of years and still don't want to wake up.

Shiji nodded to express his understanding, then he found a random clothes to put on, and went out, Mengjing also followed him, calling him: "Shiji..."

The called flower demon man paused for a moment, and then said: "I'm hungry, why don't you find something to eat?" Mengjing followed him downstairs, and said: "Qian Xu left the food in the refrigerator, let's warm it up .” The death prisoner was silent for a moment, “Can you do it?”

really will...

Holding the ravaged shepherd dog defender in his arms, staring at the gentle man who was meticulously operating the microwave oven, he couldn't help but laugh, "You really can learn everything very quickly." Dreamland naturally continued: "Qian Xu taught me once, and he He is more patient than Mengyan, but he will definitely not be able to teach Mengyan." Xingji curled his lips, "The brat can't wait to put the food in Ayan's mouth..."

As they talked, both of them paused. As expected, habit is the most terrifying thing. In the few minutes just now, they didn't realize their own and each other's identities.

After that, they didn't say anything, and they ate supper face to face in silence, feeding a few pieces of meat to the awakened defender from time to time.

This is what Si Qianxu saw when he yawned and entered the door. The poor third young master of the Wei family, who was so good at single-handedly picking up people with different abilities, almost tripped over his left foot and fell over his right foot. He greeted him with a stiff expression: "Death!" Ji, dreamland..." Is this the rhythm of preparing to fight or finishing the fight?

Shiji lazily said: "Little ghost still not sleeping?" Mengjing smiled softly, "Qian Xu, are you hungry too?"

Si Qianxu silently adjusted his expression back to normal, "Mengyan is hungry, I'll get him something to eat."

"Huh?" Rogue squinted his eyes dangerously, "Ayan doesn't have the habit of eating supper, kid, are you a beast again?"

"The number of times is normal, okay..." Si Qianxu went to cook porridge without a word. He and Baili Mengyan spent most of their time beating under the bed and continuing to "beat" on the bed. The first two times he hadn't fully recovered and was beaten. The opponent has the upper hand - this low-emotional intelligence warlock who only talks about the result and not the process will not care whether you have not recovered your force value, let's talk about winning!If he had known that someone couldn't move after the soul barrier, he wouldn't have been such a gentleman—bailimengyan obviously needed to ask for comfort today, how could he not ask for it?

Death Zhi bared his teeth, "Just bully Ah Yan's simplicity, he can play tricks?" Si Qianxu rolled his eyes at him, there is no need to talk about respecting the elderly with this guy, is there such an elder who obviously inquires about the younger generation's bed affairs!

Mengjing reluctantly separated an egg yolk from the poached egg and put it in the bowl of the opposite person, "Eat it first, be careful that Mengyan will trouble you." Death Zhi flattened his mouth——after marrying a wife, his arms were turned away!

Si Qianxu looked at this extremely harmonious scene with a dull face, and hurried back to the room with egg porridge?——Damn it.

Baili Mengyan lay half asleep and half awake under the quilt, and when she heard Si Qianxu rushing back at a significantly faster pace than usual, she poked her head out of the quilt in wonder, "What's wrong?"

Si Qianxu put the porridge on the bedside table, rushed over to lie next to his lover and told what happened just now, Baili Mengyan finished listening with a blank expression, and then said blankly: "Oh .”

"..." Si Qianxu blinked his eyes, "How do you feel?"

Baili Mengyan continued to be expressionless: "I feel like I'm hungry." Isn't it just that he didn't hold back the last two times, so someone cycled from bathroom→bed→bathroom again!

I can't afford to reunite after a long absence...

After feeding, Mr. Warlock said: "Don't worry about it, isn't it a good thing for them to coexist peacefully?"

Si Qianxu: "..." Sure enough, likes gather like creatures and people are divided into groups. Judging from his lover's low EQ, he shouldn't overestimate the exile!

Early the next morning.

Yiwu Qianmu and Shan Fei, who have been staying here recently, got up, looked at the flower demon man in the living room explaining how to use the TV to the dream, went to the kitchen silently and muttered with Si Qianxu for a long time , to clean up his facial expressions.

Si Qianxu was satisfied. It really wasn't that his ability to calm down when things went wrong had declined, but that everyone's thinking circuits were different...

After breakfast, Ye Ansi's investigation on Yu Yu also came out. Everyone who ran all day yesterday was nestled in the sofa and sorted out the materials. Si Qianxu looked at the things in his hand, frowned and said: "One A six-year-old child knows how to hire a private detective to find someone, and her family is not rich, where did she get the money?"

"Six years old?" Shan Fei, who was clicking the keyboard and putting the information into the computer, thought for a while, "I can't even open a bank account..." The Internet was not well developed more than ten years ago, so he couldn't find it even if he tried. too many things.

"I've been searching for more than ten years. This is the detective agency she has contacted in the past few years." Si Qianxu handed him a few pieces of paper, and continued to look through the rest. "The contact has become more and more recent years." Less and less...Huh? Isn't the Xiang family the master of Guiyuan?"

"I remember that Yu Yu knew someone from the Xiang family. What's the matter?" Yiwu Qianmu asked, and Si Qianxu stared at the black and white words in his hand, and said, "After she got in touch with the head of the Xiang family a few years ago, the Xiang family started I found someone for her, they seem to have a good relationship, Yu Yu's troupe has received a lot of sponsorship from the Xiang family."

"Who is she looking for?" Baili Mengyan asked, passing Yu Yu's photo to the curious Xunji.

"I don't know," Si Qianxu said with some confusion, "She didn't provide her name, photo, age, etc. She just said that she would find a man who is born with great strength."

Everyone else was stunned, and Shan Fei, who was about to invade the household registration information system, blinked: "It's gone?"

"No more," Si Qianxu flipped through a few pages before saying, "The Detective Agency and the Xiang family are responsible for finding such a person, and after finding them, Yu Yu will go to meet them." Everyone looked at each other—what kind of person is this called? ah?

"Are you looking for someone or a bodyguard?" Yiwuqianmu was surprised.