Jing Che was running in the mountains. She was weakly unable to lift her true energy. She was fleeing entirely by instinct. Thorns were stuck in the soles of her feet. The branches often stretched out strange branches to try to entangle her, but they couldn't avoid her blood when they encountered her. However, Jing Che had no strength. She couldn't run out of the 100,000 demon mountain. The endless woods in front of her were shaking in the wind, and she gasped, and a strong sweet smell surged in her chest. She had escaped a few times in her life, all of which were related to Baili Fengjian. No matter whether she could escape or not, she would meet him again in the back circle.
They are not destined to be together, but they are bound together.
Jing Che had no strength anymore, so she stopped and subconsciously covered her stomach. The protective posture was instinct, no matter how much she resisted the child. She looked back and suddenly found the dark figure in the forest.
Compared to her embarrassment, he was really too calm. He approached her carefully. The expression between his eyebrows could not be seen clearly in the fog of the woods. He seemed to be frowning. He rarely saw him so serious. Maybe it was just an illusion. When Jingche saw him, he felt uncomfortable feeling like he was cut into pieces... What did he say just now? Love?
She really felt sad for Jingche who used to be. She didn't believe it. No matter what he said, she was afraid, so she simply didn't believe it. At least she would protect herself. If she believed him, she would sooner or later lose her whole life.
But this love... she was actually shaken and almost lost her armor and ran away in this game.
He stretched out his hand to her, looking a little sad, the blood on his chest cloted on his clothes, and he said, "Come here, red clothes."
It was eight years ago, if he reached out to her at the moment when she was most desperate and said, "A Che, come here."
She must have not hesitated.
The wind, rain and sunshine in the demon mountain are always uncertain. At this moment, it rained heavily for no reason, without any transition. It was like a reservoir in the Nine Heavens suddenly burst out, tearing open the hole of the heaven and earth and pouring down. Jing Che's whole body was soon wet, and the rain washed her silver mask over and over again. She originally didn't want to cry, but she couldn't keep herself alive when she was in the sadness of the heaven and earth.
She turned around and was about to leave, but she no longer had the strength to confront Baili Fengjian again. The soft land under her feet became muddy, and every step she took was difficult. She felt that she was old. She remembered that she had been energetic all the time and could turn the world upside down. But when she was old, what about Baili Fengjian? He was still the same as when he first met. A long time ago, she always wanted to grow up quickly and become a woman, a woman who was enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with her master. However, during the process of growing up like that, she had experienced vicissitudes and was already as old as before she could stand by him.
She did not hesitate and took every step firmly. When she heard Baili Fengma follow her, neither approaching nor far away. She always couldn't understand him.
It must be a ridiculous thing to say when he says it out. Where did he get the courage to admit it? Is it true that all women in the world can love it, but Jingche cannot love it? Sometimes he is a coward who is afraid of his hands, and sometimes he is a brave man who does his own things.
I don’t understand, I don’t understand, she just wants to go far and work hard for Xiao Jin or die in this 100,000 Demon Mountain, she doesn’t want to see Baili Fengjian again.
But when she raised her eyes in the rain with difficulty, Baili Fengjian, who was following him, suddenly appeared in front of him, and he was soaked in the rain. In my memory, he had always been wearing clothes and shoes, with his clear magical powers. Ordinary rain could not touch his body at all. How could he be a little embarrassed now?
He wanted to lower his posture, but she felt that it was almost a gift.
Jing Che looked at his eyes calmly, the sound of rain drizzled in the world. She was not sure whether her voice was firm enough, but her eyes must be desperate enough: "Let me go."
However, the next second, Baili Fengjian hugged her in her arms, and her tone was filled with deep affection: "I will erase the misfortune in this world for you."
Jing Che Ben firmly believed that no matter what he said, she would push him away because she only hated all the emotions she had accumulated for him. However, when he said, "I will smooth it out for you", she felt that when she returned to the past, she still needed the child she had to protect her, following him step by step. But he probably didn't know that the misfortune in this world became even more unfortunate because of him.
But she didn't have the strength to push him away. This embrace was so warm. When she was a child, she tried every means to rely on it. His master was different from other people's masters. Her master liked to be lazy the most and was too lazy to teach her immortal arts, Taoism, swordsmanship, but he couldn't ignore her, so he just coaxed her to sleep. When she fell asleep, his world became pure.
Yes, she is going to fall asleep. This embrace is so comfortable. A little wine scent came from his clothes, as if he was back to Yun Qinfeng's drunkard pavilion. The covered white horse bones came from the end of the sea of flowers. It was so beautiful...
But when he approached, he suddenly drew his sword and pointed it at her. She was so scared that she curled up, but she didn't dare to call her master, because she was suddenly unsure who she was. The tip of his sword was ice and cold, and it was raining heavily in the world. Yun Qinfeng changed into the sky and was pitch black. She wanted to escape, but the sword kept pointing at her. She opened her mouth and couldn't speak, but she heard his voice in her ears.
"Let's go back."
He clearly held the sword, but his eyebrows were so gentle that she knew that when he was by his side, he had to live on thin ice, and love, the more dangerous things were always sweeter.
In the heavy rain on the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, Baili Fengjian picked up the unconscious red clothes. She was so thin that she was almost not much weight, and she was not even as heavy as the little meat ball in his arms back then. Her silver mask looked so empty, and this red clothes were charming that it almost made the mountains and rivers lose their color. He pinched the magic tricks, and the Longyuan white sword suddenly magnified and suspended in the air.
Yes, I'm back.
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