Jianghuke

Zhong Qinghuan turned over anxiously.

He knew what it was, like some kind of lingering obsession, dreaming every night, refusing to rest.

It was a man full of scars, tightly bound by ropes, his long hair was blurred in the water like ink, his face was hidden in the shadows, blurred, only a familiar outline could be vaguely distinguished.

However, from the very first moment he saw him, Zhong Qinghuan felt that he knew who that person was, and at the same time, an irresistible impulse arose from the bottom of his heart.

To take people away.

However, in this weird dream, he had tried various methods, but he couldn't get any closer. Either he was shot back to the original place by the water flow, or he was tightly entangled by aquatic plants, so he could only soak in the water day after day. In a dreamland as cold as water, I look at the shadow far away.

It seems that there is an invisible moat between the two, so far away.

But today is different.

Uncharacteristically, those annoying aquatic plants seemed to be much happier, swaying slightly with the current.Not long after, the aquatic plants spontaneously gathered towards the shadow.The soft blades of grass brushed under her body, supporting the man lightly, as if she was afraid of disturbing the person sleeping in it, and pushed him all the way with the current of water, carefully sending him to Zhong Qinghuan's arms.

Noon Qinghuan opened his mouth in shock and spit out a string of bubbles.

This person's body was very cold, a little colder than the lake water, the wounds all over his body were soaked white, rolled outwards, and there was a raised burn on his cheek, which was especially ferocious.He closed his eyes and leaned in his arms unconsciously, as if he was extremely tired, unwilling to take another look at the past that was full of disappointments and mistakes.

Burning, sinking into the lake... and then chop off the head and hang it on the archway to expose it to the sun for three days, as a warning to others. This is the punishment Feihua Pavilion treats traitors.

Who is it, who is it—

"...no day."

Hearing the sound, Jiang Wuzhou raised his head, and saw that Li Qinghuan was about to roll off the couch, so he had to get up and go over, tuck him in the blanket, put the cold handkerchief that had fallen aside on his forehead again, and said: "I'm here .”

Noon Qinghuan turned over again, struggled to stretch out her hand, trying to grab the warmth that brushed across her forehead, and murmured, "WuZhou, WuZhou..."

"Did you have a nightmare?" Jiang Wuzhou sat on the edge and patted his back lightly, "It's okay, it's okay. I'm here."

In the dream, Chong Qinghuan, who was so angry that she was almost insane, was finally calmed down.His eyes were red, he hugged the cold corpse tightly, wandered anxiously at the bottom of the lake for a while, failed to find the exit, and began to try to swim upstream.

The surface of the lake above his head was glowing faintly, as far away as an old dream.He swam for a long time, but the surrounding scenery did not change in any way, as if he was determined to sink to the bottom of the lake with the corpse.

In the middle of the day, if she felt something, she lowered her eyes to look at the person in her arms.

It was Wu Zhou who didn't want to leave, he was... afraid.

After thinking for a moment, Zong Qinghuan held a strand of long floating hair and pushed it behind his ear, then lowered his head and kissed lightly between his brows, and patted his back comfortingly, like some kind of silent promise.

"I won't let anyone hurt you again."

The water of the lake visibly vibrated for a moment, turbulent for a moment, and the water plants also danced frantically.

Noon Qinghuan moved her lips, and continued to ask about that obsession: "So, are you willing to go back with me?"

In an instant, the lake water froze.

Several cracks appeared on the tile-blue gemstone, centering on the embracing figure, spreading rapidly, accompanied by a few teeth-stinging soft sounds, "poof", it shattered like a mirror.

……

Zhong Qinghuan slowly opened his eyes.

"Are you awake?" Jiang Wuzhou helped him up, and then handed him a cup of warm tea, "Are you thirsty?"

Zhong Qinghuan blinked her sore and slightly swollen eyes, leaned into his arms, and drank two sips of tea. After a moment of silence, she said: "I had a dream. I dreamed that you and I were at the bottom of Lingde Lake and couldn't get out. Fortunately, there probably won't be any more in the future."

It's all upside-down nonsense.Jiang Wuzhou touched his forehead worriedly.

Zhong Qinghuan tilted his head, avoiding it, and said, "How long have I been asleep?"

"All day... what's wrong?"

"I thought I'd been asleep for the rest of my life." Zong Qinghuan said to himself, then suddenly struggled to get up from his arms, held his face and looked carefully at both sides.Smooth and smooth, without any scars, only the forehead is still white.

Warm breath fell on his face, Jiang Wuzhou felt uncomfortable, tried to push him away and said, "What's the matter?"

The remaining emotions in the dream hadn't dissipated yet, the Master of the Pavilion was very uneasy at the moment, so he simply pulled the man over and kissed, then rubbed against her again, finally buried his face in his hair, and took a deep breath.

Not enough, still not enough.

"Brother," Zhong Qinghuan was silent for a long time, raised his head, and said seriously, "Can I sleep with you?"

"...?"

A few days later, thousands of miles away.

In an abandoned temple that was barely sheltered from the wind and rain, Gu Miao pinned someone Chi on a straw mat, and said relentlessly, "Ah Chi, I want to sleep with you."

Chi Heting struggled desperately, but refused to obey: "Sanshui, this, this place is not suitable, be obedient... hiss!"

"Where do you want to take me after walking for so long?" Gu Meiren lowered her head and bit the tip of his nose unceremoniously. Did not live."

"We are running for our lives, running for our lives!" Chi Heting couldn't laugh or cry, and emphasized, "Just bear with it, soon..."

"It's fine under the sky and on the ground, I don't mind." These days, not to mention touching, I haven't even kissed a few times. Gu Miao was a bit reserved at first, but Chi was more resistant than him. The more I couldn't help but wonder, "Ah Chi, are you...to die? What did that bastard Fang Hongxuan do to you?"

Chi Heting: "???"

Chi Heting: "Sanshui, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately!"

"Then prove it to me!"

"No, no, can't stop here... stop! Stop, the clothes, the clothes are going to be torn!!" Chi escaped from the clutches of the devil by rolling and scrambling, and angrily said, "We still have to travel during the day. Got a horse?"

"Oh?" Gu Meiren tilted her head, "You mean I can't do it?"

Chi Heting said sincerely, "It's just this broken house."

Gu Miao snorted softly, and turned to the fire where the pancakes were baked sullenly, leaving Chi with a melancholy back.

Chi Heting heaved a sigh of relief, and looked at his back, but his brows didn't relax, but instead became tighter and tighter.I really didn't want Gu Miao to see the black marks that were about to spread to his heart. Not only would it be troublesome to explain, but it would also cause him to worry in vain.

But the two of them ate, slept and slept together, so it's really hard to say how many days they can keep the secret.

Perhaps, it is better to clarify as early as possible.

"The biscuits are hot, let's eat." After tidying up his emotions, Chi Heting sat back by the fire and pulled out a branch with a string of dough biscuits, "Don't mess around anymore, just wait until Pingweizhou."

Gu Miao took a hard bite of the cake and said vaguely, "Pingweizhou..."

Isn't that very close to Xuanzong?

He was a little uneasy.

After taking another two mouthfuls silently, Gu Miao suddenly said, "Ah Chi, you don't want to go back to Xuanzong, do you?"

"Cough, cough..." Chi Heting almost choked to death, and quickly poured half a pot of water to suppress his shock, "No, don't talk nonsense."

He paused, staring at the crackling flames on the firewood for a long time, as if he had made up his mind, and said, "San Shui, do you know that once... after the battle at Changhenya, you fell into Xuanzong's blood?" In your hand. They deceived you about the whereabouts of the library, found the roll of parchment, and took the Qiankun Treasure Map for themselves."

Gu Miao propped her chin and listened quietly.Those fragmentary pictures that occasionally flashed in his memory were probably the past that Ah Chi was talking about, and it was also his inevitable disaster.But none of them came true, and he thought he was very clear about the reason.

Because Ah Chi was there.

"When I left Montenegro, I thought, if I don't make it to the Cliff of Everlasting Sorrow in time, and prevent everything from happening again, then I'll go back and fight Fang Hongxuan to the death, and we will die together."

"But you came just in time."

"Yes, fortunately I caught up." Chi Heting looked up into his eyes, and said solemnly, "Since I can save you, it means that the future may not be what I have seen before. .So I want to take a gamble that you can save me too."

Gu Miao accidentally crushed the dough cake in her hand, her eyes lit up, "Ah Chi, are you finally planning to join forces with me to assassinate Fang Hongxuan?"

Chi Heting laughed: "Black Mountain is heavily guarded, even if I want to, can you get in?"

"Then what do you want me to do?"

"You can do whatever you want. But as I said before, I am under the control of others, and I probably can't help you much. Most of it depends on you." Chi Heting pinched his face affectionately, and sighed, "I can get to the cliff of eternal hatred." , I have done my best. The rest, I will leave it to destiny... No, I will leave it to you, Sanshui."

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Recently moved, the update time is uncertain, try to update two chapters on weekends