The young man smiled: "Warcraft is afraid of my sister's blood. Does that mean my sister is not a normal person?"
Changle finally got a clue and asked along the lines of meaning: "In that case, aren't you curious about who I am?"
"It doesn't matter who my sister is," the young man said with half-squinted eyes, but it was clear that he was extremely determined. "Even if you are a heinous devil, you are still my sister now."
Hearing this, Changle fell silent.
Is he really not interested in her identity at all, or is there another conspiracy?
After thinking about it again and again, I couldn't help but feel that I had thought too much. People still have to be somewhat sincere towards others.
However, this call of sister made her really uncomfortable, confusing her thoughts and making her speechless.
After thinking for a while, he finally said: "You said that after you killed the female ghost, did the evil spirit dissipate?"
"That's right," the young man nodded, then closed his eyes and said softly, "There is no danger on this road, so sleep peacefully. Ahead is the Forgotten River."
"Wangchuan..." Changle murmured blankly. When he raised his eyes to look at him again, he was breathing slowly and was speechless.
She raised her eyes and looked around. The sea water within reach of her hand was still pitch black.
It is clear that the demonic energy has not been dissipated and the monsters have not been eradicated.
Looking at the young man on the bow of the boat, Chang Le couldn't help but get closer and take a closer look. This young man had long curly eyelashes, a narrow phoenix, thin eyebrows and high eyebrows. His fair face was unparalleledly handsome, and a person's skin could actually be perfect.
It was beyond her imagination to be flawless to such an extent. His slender hands were placed between his foreheads, with a silver ring between his fingers, shining like stars in the night light.
Except for his lips, which were a little pale, and a small amount of sweat on his forehead, there was not a single injury on his body.
This is still a little strange.
Seeing his weak look, Changle decided to feed him some blood. After all, he had been fighting alone all this time, and she had not contributed much.
He just took out the Yongle Sword and wanted to cut himself, but the next second the hilt of the sword was already in his hand. Chang Le looked at him in horror. He slowly raised his eyes, his face was full of interest, as if he was waiting for Chang Le's explanation.
Changle couldn't run away, so he had no choice but to jump into this pit. After thinking a lot, he bit the bullet and said: "I...I, hey, I don't know what to say. I can only say that I can replenish your immortal power for you."
"It's useless, you don't need to try," he blurted out, sat up in front of her, glanced around her, then fell on Yongle Sword, and spoke tepidly, "That's not how swords are used.
"
Changle didn't know why.
Why is it useless? Should it be said that he knows that he is a goddess, or that he does not know?
After thinking for a long time, I couldn't think of a suitable answer. However, looking at his indifferent expression, I couldn't guess what he was thinking, so I had to follow his meaning and said: "Well, can your body still bear it?
Can you live there?"
She really felt that he was about to lose his strength and suffocate.
The young man smiled: "No problem." He stretched out his hand and touched the sword. A golden stream of light flowed from his fingers into her sword. Changle looked shocked, but he couldn't see clearly what the golden light was.
He Wu couldn't help but ask: "What are you doing?"
The young man held the sword in front of her. After she took it, he slowly touched his hand, took off the dazzling silver ring, took her hand and put the ring away.
He put it in her hand and said gently: "In the future, with this restriction on your sword, you won't be able to hurt yourself with the sword." Changle stared blankly at the ring in his hand, feeling more than a little shocked in his heart.
When she spoke, the young man added, "By the way, if anything happens, you can inject spiritual power into it and I will come."
Word by word, the voice was clear and crisp, but extremely soft and long. Changle felt incredible and felt an inexplicable warmth, and for a moment he forgot to refuse. After coming back to his senses, the young man lay down again and closed his eyes, only this time,
There was a faint smile on her lips, as if she had encountered something extremely happy.
The night was very long. Changle sat and looked at the remaining stars in the sky. He thought of something and had mixed feelings in his heart. He couldn't tell what it was like, but it was always not a pleasant feeling.
She didn't know how long she sat there until she felt sleepy. She yawned deeply, hugged her knees and closed her eyes.
In a daze, I seemed to hear a long sound of music lingering in my ears, light, soft, and extremely lethal.
Changle struggled to wake up, but it seemed as if something was restraining her, and she couldn't open her eyes. Later in the night, she had a deep dream. In the dream, her sister was calling her to eat, and she was in front of the lotus pond.
Teasing Xiao Bai, she entered the room and saw Yu Chi sitting on the table, eating haphazardly. She couldn't help but go up and punch him hard. As soon as her butt touched the stool, she heard Yong'an's gentle voice: "Ale, don't do this.
You're so frizzy, the young master is coming for dinner too." She was so frightened that she quickly straightened up her manners, the young master was coming too, but she wasn't ready yet. Before she could smooth her messy hair, she saw a
A figure appeared at the door, his figure walking in the light, making Chang Le stunned.
But this beauty only lasted a moment. Before she could grasp the fleeting tenderness, she was stung by the sudden blade. She pulled away to avoid it, and in front of her was an endless formation of heavenly soldiers and generals, all of them holding knives in their hands.
Sword, charging at her feet, shouting: "Capture Sin Immortal Changle!" She could only run away, and various scenes over the years flashed in her mind. One moment, her sister was crying and holding her and asking her to take good care of herself.
Aunt Congyun was so furious that she wanted to arrest her for questioning, and then the young master looked down upon her. She became more and more anxious and confused, and fell to the ground unsteadily. There was a flash of sword light in front of her eyes, and she was about to see the sword.
Falling down, she suddenly opened her eyes and looked into the blank sky.
After a while, she gently touched her heart and sat up in a daze.
The young man stood on the bow of the boat, with a thin back and white clothes.
Hearing that she woke up, the young man turned around and smiled gently at her: "Sister, did you have a nightmare?"
Changle felt that her palms were sweaty and her vest was cold. She took a few deep breaths and said, "Yes..."
The young man turned around again, stepped onto the shore from the bow of the boat, and stood on the shore to look at her: "This is the River of Forgetfulness, and there are many undead souls. Maybe they have invaded your peaceful dream."
"Forget the River?" Changle looked around blankly, only to find that the ship had docked here at some point.
The young man nodded slightly: "If you like this Wangchuan, then come."
"What's the meaning?"
"You don't have to worry about me, I will ensure that I am safe and sound," the young man smiled, the brilliance in his eyes dazzling, "You just need to remember that once I am in danger, you will arrive as soon as possible."
Changle didn't understand the meaning of these words, but this young man made life difficult for him to feel disgusting.
The young man laughed again and then stepped ashore.
On the bank of Wangchuan River, the water flow is fast.
The young man swam on the Forget River and had a very pleasant time.
Changle looked at him and couldn't help but shook his head.
The young man turned around and smiled at her: "Don't go too far, or I can't find you."
Changle agreed and watched the young man move away from his sight.
The scenery along the Wangchuan River is unique, the young man has a graceful figure and his swimming skills are superb.
Changle stood on the shore and watched him swim for a long time before slowly returning home.
When the young man swam over, the sun was already setting. Changle looked into the distance, wondering what he was thinking.
"Sister," the young man called, "but you feel tired?"
Changle came back to his senses and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him.
"Yes," Chang Le said, "I am indeed tired, but let's go quickly."
"Um."
The two returned to the room. Changle changed out of his soaked clothes, washed up, then returned to the room and lay down on the couch, but could not fall asleep for a long time.
The young man brought a bowl of soup and handed it to her: "Drink it."
Changle took it, raised his head and drank it.
"You..." She raised her head, "You don't have to do this."
"Sister, aren't you exhausted," the young man said with a smile, "This is medicine to replenish your physical strength."
Changle looked at him without saying a word.
"If you are afraid of bitterness, just try the scented tea I brewed." He added, "This is the scented tea brewed by me."
Changle took the tea cup and took a sip. The tea was rich and sweet, refreshing.
"Good tea!" Changle praised, then said, "Why did you save me?"
"Because I think you are pretty good," the young man looked at her and said, "And haven't you been looking for me?"
Changle was startled.
The young man said: "Did that dream that night make you must come to find me?"
Changle lowered his eyes and did not answer.
The young man sighed softly: "I know you want to know what happened that night." He paused and then said, "That night, I saw you on the River of Forgetfulness."
Changle's eyes widened suddenly: "Did you see it?" She recalled that at that time, she was obviously sitting on the bow of the boat, how could she see the boy?
The young man nodded: "I saw you and jumped off the boat."
Changle frowned, was she looking for him at that time?
"You lost track after you jumped off the boat. At that time, I happened to pass by the bank of Wangchuan River and saw you." The young man continued, "At that time, I was very worried, afraid that you would disappear. So I also jumped off and looked for you.
One night, until you woke up in my arms... Your face was very pale, your eyes were closed tightly, and your breathing was weak. I thought..." He looked at her, his eyes full of guilt.
And pity, "I shouldn't have left you alone that night."
After he finished speaking, he smiled again, his eyes full of innocence, which made Chang Le's heart turn into a puddle of spring water.
She suddenly remembered that he seemed to be on the boat at that time.
"Sister," the young man looked at her and called in a low voice, "I know you are a goddess. Right?" This chapter has been completed!