Chapter 114 Symptom induction

She didn't cry loudly because she felt that it wasn't that far.

The only thing she is glad that Yan Yunxiao decided to come to Tongzhou in person and come here in person.

If Yan Yunxiao did not come, then this would be a complete and completely wiped out disaster.

Yan Yunxiao's phoenix eyes had slightly narrowed, his eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyes were narrow and long. The dark eyes reflected a firelight at the bottom of the pit, and those breathless faces covered by the fire.

This is the suffering of people's livelihood, this is the various aspects of the world.

If he didn't come out this time, the arrogant emperor would never have thought that his people would have been living in such a difficult situation.

Could it be that the soldiers in northern Xinjiang died in battle and were so poor and embarrassing that they were able to live such a barren and embarrassing life?

It turns out that Dayan has such a large territory, a country with a large number of people, and there are so many places, and there are thousands of miles away from the emperor, even the emperor who is powerful and powerful can't fully control it.

His eyes were deep and he had already reflected on and defined himself again and again about the experiences in front of him.

He had just ascended the throne for three months. Before that, for him, this was just a position of high status and power.

Many people stared at his position, staring jealously, and at the cost of their lives, they wanted to gain the power and glory that were driven by this position.

In the eyes of those people, the "throne" is just power, glory, and honor and pride above millions of people.

They need these flashy illusions to satisfy their ugly vanity.

And at this moment, Yan Yunxiao understood deeply.

This position should be shouldering the heavy responsibility of the world, the hope for suffering people's livelihood, and the strong backing for those who face despair.

He should stand with every citizen, and even lead them out of the predicament!

For a long time, everyone could only hear the sound of wind rolling paper money, the sizzling sound of corpses burning, and the sound of crying and crying in a low voice.

No one spoke during this period, and I don’t know what everyone was thinking about when they looked at this sad scene.

He also fell into his own thoughts, and the hand that protected the back of Su Jiuer's head unconsciously began to comfort the person in his arms. His hands followed Su Jiuer's hair one after another, and his movements were surprisingly gentle.

Just like this quiet and weird atmosphere, Yan Yunxiao's head suddenly thrust.

The pain suddenly made his brows frown deeply.

His mind began to recall some things uncontrollably.

But every frame of memory is broken, and only vague shadows can be seen.

Memories overlapped with the pictures I had just seen, and the fire swept through the pale and fragile faces until they were swallowed up.

"Dongdong!"

A hammer suddenly came from his chest, causing his body to shake suddenly. In addition to pain, his frowning brows also had a hint of confusion.

He narrowed his phoenix eyes, with a trace of uncontrollable self-mockery in his eyes.

It's coming again, and that strange feeling comes again.

Is it another self in the body?

He recalled the feeling that his body was controlled by another consciousness and he was powerless and confused. He suddenly felt a murderous intent surged into his heart, trying to suppress the feeling of being ready to move and to regain his sovereignty.

But another consciousness is also him.

If he can really "kill" another consciousness, then he will no longer exist.

The suffocation in his chest and the buzzing sound in his mind made him a little broken, not to mention whether he closed his eyes or opened his eyes, there were scenes of fire in his mind.

A rapid fear soon occupied his heart.

But what is he afraid of?

That consciousness seemed to have taken him, but it did not completely take him.

He himself didn't know that it was because of that naive personality that he remembered his mother again.

When he saw the fire, he began to be afraid that his mother would die in the fire.

Su Jiuer leaned against his arms and felt his abnormality, so she looked up at him, reached out to wipe her tears randomly, and asked in a crying voice, "Yan Yunxiao, what's wrong with you?"

It was clearly October, and the night was even more dewy and the wind was gentle. Yan Yunxiao was covered in sweat and looked at him with help.

Su Jiuer suddenly felt relieved from her sadness, a little shocked, why did Yan Yunxiao get sick here?

The fire here is too strong. If it is transformed into a childish personality here, it is impossible to jump into the fire pit as if it is childish and crazy.

She obviously felt that Yan Yunxiao's body was already trembling slightly while holding her.

Because of the last memory extraction, Yan Yunxiao was already very clear about what kind of person he was when he started the disease. He was a crazy man with weird behavior, a childish waste who had no ability to resist.

What's even more terrible is that such a disease is a strange disease. If it is discovered by others, someone will definitely laugh at him, look down on him, or even make a big fuss?

Violence is just Yan Yunxiao’s protective shell. In fact, his heart is more sensitive than anyone else.

Especially after knowing that he was such a lunatic after he became ill, he was even less willing to be seen by others.

Because Su Jiuer had seen him like this, for him, Su Jiuer had no privacy with him.

He trembled and buried his head, put his forehead against Su Jiuer's shoulder, and struggled in a low voice in a dizzy voice, "Take me away, take me away."

He was talking about me, not me.

At this moment, he completely regarded Su Jiuer as his warm harbor. In front of Su Jiuer, he was just a "me", an ordinary and ordinary person with strange diseases.

His voice was intermittent, and his low tone was filled with a hint of undetectable humble plea.

If it were normal, Yan Yunxiao would have lost his mind directly, and then began a series of crazy techniques to start grabbing his head that was almost cracked in pain.

He was obviously much better this time than last time, and he was still struggling and had not completely lost consciousness.

Su Jiuer hurriedly hugged him, her face pressing against Yan Yunxiao's ears, and whispered to him.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'll take you away now."

"Speak me well and follow me, okay?"

She patted Yan Yunxiao's back one after another, trying to comfort him, and asked softly.

Yan Yunxiao was so painful that he could not speak. His face was no longer bloody, and his gorgeousness was replaced by paleness. What was hit by him was a kind of pitiful helplessness.

A fragile beauty.

He groaned, nodded gently at her neck obediently, and was as helpless as a child.

Su Jiuer took a deep breath and saw that the people around her were all in the fire pit, so she immediately held his hand and took him away from this place.

Under the night, the girl led the man down the mountain, and he was so confused that only Su Jiuer's petite figure was in his sight.

Then the figure gradually became blurry and could not see clearly.

The more he struggled, the clearer the pain in his mind became.

At this time, a voice softly comforted her, "It's okay. If you can't hold on, just have a sleep, I will always be by your side."
Chapter completed!