The little carrot head slowly went to cook the medicine with unsteady steps.

The little man squatted in front of the broken jar, added dead branches and leaves under the jar, and used a flint to knock out the fire. Soon the firewood started to burn, and a little mixed black and white smoke floated out from under the jar.

Jiang Zhi stood aside expressionlessly and did not intervene.

The decoction in the small jar gradually began to bubble, and the bitter medicinal smell filled the air.

There was a sudden noise at the door.

Several half-tall boys with healthy faces and gorgeous clothes walked in swaggeringly.

"You little bitch!" The boys said as if they had seen some interesting toy.

Three or two people rushed over directly.

A boy kicked and smashed a small pot made of clay.

Jiang Zhi seemed to have had a premonition and took a few steps away from the jar.

The hot medicinal soup splashed out and landed directly on Little Carrot's arms and face, and soon turned into red spots.

Jiang Zhi saw that the little carrot head's hands were turned into fists, and he was holding back but did not dare to resist.

"Hey, are you sick?" The boy grabbed Little Carrot Head's collar.

"Yes, brother, I'm infected with the cold." Little Carrot Head said softly.

The word "wind and cold" is like a virus.

When the little boy heard these two words, he was so shocked that he threw the little carrot head away and cursed angrily: "You little bitch! You did it on purpose!"

He didn't dare to do it himself, so he ordered his servants to beat up the little carrot head.

The little carrot head curled up, and several people surrounded him and kicked him.

Jiang Zhi was silent, frowning, but ultimately made no move.

‘This little brat needs to be dealt with! I really want to teach them a lesson and let them know what their parents wrote! Oh no! I have to hold back! ’

"Who brought him the medicine?" the boy said aggressively.

Jiang Zhi silently recited the vicious palace lady's image hundreds of times before he trembled and knelt down: "Your Highness, it's not me, it's not me! He stole it himself!"

"Hmph, how dare you defy me and come to help him!" The little boy looked at Jiang Zhi with contempt for human life, "Drag this ignorant palace maid down and beat her to death with sticks!"

Jiang Zhi cried and said: "Your Highness, spare your life, Your Highness, please spare your life."

But she had already cursed the little brat eight hundred times in her heart.

Jiang Zhi was waiting to be dragged down and beaten to death with sticks.

Who would have thought that the huddled little carrot head suddenly burst out with great strength and rushed out from the crowd that was surrounding him, ran towards Jiang Zhi, and hugged Jiang Zhi's legs!

Jiang Zhi was startled and almost lost control of the expression on his face.

That wasn't what surprised her the most.

Because the little carrot head's next words immediately made her expression fall.

"she is mine……"

The little carrot head hugged one of Jiang Zhi's legs tightly. The blood on his forehead kept flowing down, and the strange eyes under the black cloth were scarlet.

Blood also stained Jiang Zhi's trouser legs.

This sentence was said to the heroine, and it was also the time when the boy's crazy obsession was planted.

Jiang Zhi thought about it and realized that he was not kind to the little carrot head. Even the details of closing the door looked like a vicious palace maid.

She didn't know what to say now.

The attendants came and separated them.

The little carrot head was kicked away again, Jiang Zhi was also pushed to the ground, and the board kept falling on her body.

Jiang Zhi didn't feel any pain, just like a conscious person who wouldn't be afraid of it, so the illusion couldn't hurt her.

The black cloth covering Little Carrot Head's eyes fell off, his gray eyes seemed to be dyed dark red, and his pink eyes turned translucent scarlet.

He lay on the ground with scars all over his body, staring at Jiang Zhi with a dying struggle, and asked in a stubborn voice: "You won't die, right?"

Jiang Zhi seemed to understand, and the little carrot head had already discovered that she was not the original owner.

"Well, I won't die." Jiang Zhi curled his lips and smiled, "My name is Bai Ruanruan. I look forward to meeting you next time."

That ordinary facial features seemed to become mysterious in an instant.

Jiang Zhi's eyesight went dark, and Little Carrot Tou also saw the palace maid dying in front of him. He murmured: "Bai Ruanruan?"

When Jiang Zhi's eyes lit up, he was still in that remote cold palace.

Jiang Zhi:......

‘Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi, you can’t do it. You haven’t broken through the illusion for so long. ’

However, Jiang Zhi discovered that she had not turned into a human this time. Now she was not even a human, but a crow on a tree with a crooked neck.

Jiang Zhi was so happy that she was finally no longer a human being. She could be a crow here for the rest of her life.

She turned her eyes and noticed that there seemed to be another person on the tree.

Dressed in white, he stood coldly on the branch. The branch did not move at all, making the man look like a sculpture.

Jiang Zhi glanced at this thin and beautiful figure with a pair of black and round crow eyes, and it seemed that he looked familiar.

The next second, the owner of the back figure stood on the branch, turned around with a light step.

Xie Yu held his sword and looked at Jiang Zhi silently for a while.

Jiang Zhi also looked at Xie Yu in silence for a while.

'It shouldn't be possible for him to recognize me. ’

‘By the way, how did Xie Yu manage to be independent of other people’s illusions? ’

"Jiang Zhi..." The young man looked at her and said in a calm voice.

Jiang Zhi:!

‘No, how did he recognize me? ’

Jiang Zhi coughed lightly to make sure he wasn't making a crow, then said: "Hi, Xie Yu."

The next second, the cold black sword stabbed Jiang Zhi.

Jiang Zhi:? !

But as calm as she is, she can come back again after taking the dog in the fantasy world.

She just wondered why the hatred between herself and Xie Yu didn't reach the point of drawing swords against each other.

The Xuan Sword swung over, but it didn't hit Jiang Zhi as expected.

Instead, he stabbed past her.

Jiang Zhi seemed to feel something. He turned around and saw a poisonous snake stabbed by the sword energy and falling from the tree.

She was silent, snakes eat crows.

"Thank you." Jiang Zhi thanked him sincerely.

The Xuan Sword clanged back into the scabbard held by Xie Yu.

Xie Yu glanced at her quietly, then turned around and continued to stand on the root of the tree holding his sword.

The surrounding leaves rustled in the wind, and the hem of his clothes swayed slightly.

After a while, Xie Yu felt the weight on his shoulders, and he said indifferently: "Get down."

Although he said this, he did not move to drive away the crows on his shoulders.

Yes, a crow stood on Xie Yu's shoulder.

Yes, Jiang Zhi is this crow. She said casually: "I have something to ask you. It's too tiring to talk with my neck raised. It's just right on your shoulder."

Xie Yu said nothing.

Jiang Zhi asked the doubts in his heart: "Xie Yu, why did you appear here?"

"Same as you." Xie Yu said concisely.

Jiang Zhi probably understood that this guy had nothing to do and followed them into the basement, and then he was also trapped in the illusion.

"Then how do you maintain your independence here?" Jiang Zhi asked again.

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