"The poisonous attack of Chiming Gu is probably because he has exhausted his energy."
The sound settled, and the room suddenly became quiet. The smoke rippled in the charcoal basin, as if it was silent in an instant. Wenwan finished her veins for the red clothes, rolled up a silver needle and walked out from the curtain. She looked like an ordinary woman all over her body, and she had returned to normal. She was not as sensual as a spirit, and she no longer kept silent.
Baili Fengjian narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes drooped and saw that there were still blood in his palm lines that had not been washed away. His hands were empty, but the heaviness did not disappear, as if he was still holding the woman in red walking through the poor mountains and rivers, walking through the folding time, and finally passing through her death. He subconsciously wanted to hold the sword, at least hold something to hide his unprecedented panic, but found that the Longyuan White Sword was no longer by his side.
“…It’s buried.”
He stood up in the eyes of everyone. When he pushed open the door, there was no wind outside, as quiet as a grave. The fact was that way. His dark eyes had been covered with a hundred years of fatigue. Before leaving, he looked back. The red clothes lying in the curtain were lifeless. But not long ago, the woman was confidently retorted to him, put a knife on his neck and wanted to die together. Even when she was dying, she still didn't forget to use A Che to tease him.
Baili Fengjian suddenly felt too funny. From the beginning, this woman appeared in his sight, she had a kind of arrogant arrogance. She knew more than anyone else where his weakness was. Now she died so easily? He had an illusion that the red clothes would bounce off the bed vigilantly at any time, revealing the blade of the dagger in her sleeve... This clumsy and primitive defensive posture. But she had nothing, she was really dead, and she never told him a secret before she died. Even death could make people feel itchy. This was like a lie, and it felt like it was full of loopholes and was airtight.
This mentality made Baili Kaorama think of Ache after he disappeared, and he naturally thought that even if they hated each other, she would not really leave him. But for a month, two months, one year, two years... it was not until eight years that he was forced to accept it as the years went by, and Ache was really gone.
The unexpected surprise of fate always brings people a sense of frustration. Baili Fengjian sighed at the dark night, and his long legs swayed out of the threshold. Before the door was closed, a person came out of it.
"Mr. Baili, be mournful and follow the changes." After walking for a while, Su Yue's voice came from behind quietly.
Baili Fengjian slowly shook his head, but was not sure what he was denying. The voice scattered in the wind was a little confused: "Red Yi is just a chance meeting."
Su Yue was silent for a moment behind him. In just a few days, the tenderness of the extremely vivid girls on her body has been tempered into the unique tenacity of women: "After the red clothes are buried, does Mr. Baili plan to go out?"
Baili Fengma looked back at her, and some hope appeared in her pupils: "Do you have a way to go out?"
"Ancestor and the Stone of the Mirror, can come and go freely in the barrier...but we have not yet found the barrier entrance."
It turned out that the man was the famous Xining Emperor Yuan and... Baili Fengjian crossed Su Yue's shoulders and saw Yuan and waited behind them for a long distance. He was wearing black clothes and a kingly aura all over his body.
"Where is the passage when you came?"
Su Yue shook her head: "It has been covered by the lava layer below and cannot return."
"Except for the 1st line of sky that is thousands of feet high above your head, this place can be said to be airtight," Baili Fengjian analyzed calmly. "Forcibly penetrated into the ground, it will lead to slurry, and there are so many holes in the mountain, even more unseen. With the power of humans, it is impossible to reach the height of the 1st line of sky and get out from there."
"So I would like to ask sir to pay attention to whether there are other barrier exits these days."
Baili Fengjian nodded and suddenly thought of something else: "It's summer, where is Gu Zhan?"
"He..." Su Yue hesitated for a moment, "I got separated before I came in."
Baili Kazuma had already captured the change in her attitude from the brief resistance of her eyes, and thought of Yuan and "I'll take the initiative to ask again, you and Yuan and are..."
Su Yue's face suddenly turned red: "Not what."
Baili Kaori paused with his hands behind his back and said, "Did you think of entering the palace for him?"
"Uh?" Su Yue was stunned when she heard this, and then she was sure to follow, "Even if I like him, I will not enter the palace."
Baili Fengma was silent for a moment, Su Yue didn't know, but as the person who saw the results of history, he knew that it was not long after, she insisted on going to the palace to accompany Yuanji.
At this moment, he could only ask: "Why?"
Su Yue smiled slightly bitterly: "He jumped into the underground volcano to save me, which shows that this intercourse is not false. I am very moved, but before, he planned to put me under house arrest. Such a man has his own overall situation and concerns behind him, and he is destined to be unable to communicate with others, so I can't afford to bet."
There was no wind at this moment. Yuanhe stood in the distance and waited for the end of the conversation between the two. He was immersed in the unchanging silence of thousands of years by the ghost village surrounded by the rock walls.
Some of the people here are in the game and will never guess how stormy the years will cause until that moment. Some people only know the results of history but cannot predict the process. Only when the ending comes will they suddenly realize that it is like this.
More people are watching everything outside the world, but they don’t know that this picture has long been weaving everyone, and they are all doomed.
"Brother... can't you really tell me?" Only Ye Xiu and Wen Wan were left in the room, and there were red clothes lying quietly in the curtain. Wen Wan twisted her sleeves, her expression slightly annoyed.
"Don't interfere in other people's affairs. Even if you see her past through God's right eye, the deceased has passed away. She clearly does not want to, and you should not expose her identity. We just need to arrange for a red burial." Ye Xiu looked cold from beginning to end.
"But," Wen Wan raised her eyes and said in a very hesitant manner. Finally, she said, "Brother, Mr. Baili has been looking for his disciple for so long, and now she doesn't even know that his disciple is dead. This is too cruel."
Ye Xiu looked sideways and looked into the curtain, but insisted on interrupting his sister: "Awan, you can go and rest."
"elder brother!"
Ye Xiu's eyes began to become sharp: "You have seen too many things through God's eyes. In the past few decades, you are unconscious and unable to speak is the price. Now that your soul has returned to your position, you should be more at ease and stay out of the matter silently. Even if you know that I will die in the next second, you cannot say that you cannot save me. God's laws cannot be questioned. The future must be unknown to people."