Jade clear

This is no different from an ordinary Human Street Fair.

There are a variety of hawker stalls along the two streets, and the crowds are bustling with each other, shouting and selling one after another.The only difference is that every house along the street hangs a delicate long-burning lamp, and the flame inside the lamp seems to be beating brightly with the noise of the crowd.The whole street was brightly lit for a while, and the street was quite long, so the lights also leisurely led to the dark end in the distance.

Standing in the distance, Lu Chaoling looked tenderly at Yue Qingran's skillful way of accosting the girl who had just lit an ever-burning lamp, but her expression was like that of a husband who saw his wife cheating, not only could not get angry, but also tolerantly said "I Of course I chose to forgive him."

Cheng Qingli, on the other hand, hesitated to speak and stared at Lu Chaoling's back in a daze. The uninformed pedestrians passing by couldn't help sighing when they saw this scene. This is really a sad story...

As if he had finally made up his mind, Cheng Qingli raised his hand firmly and wanted to pull Lu Chaoling's sleeve, but Lu Chaoling suddenly moved away from his hand, and quickly walked up to Yue Qingran who was returning.

The passers-by were suffocating, and the story was getting sadder and sadder!

"I guessed right. As expected, the branches of the locust tree were used. This eternal lamp is used to summon souls. The dead souls in the city of Death Nian are too hostile to bear the incense. Burning in the eternal lamp for 49 days is the last time to taste the fireworks in the world. " Walking back, Yue Qingran shook off the handkerchief that the little girl gave him just now, smiled and said slowly.

"So... this Death City is really interesting everywhere." Lu Chaoling said lightly, then stared at Yue Qingran, sniffed the handkerchief and stuffed it into his bosom. The dust was shocking.

"There's something even more interesting. The girl introduced me a lot just now, so I'll take you to see it!"

In the bustling city, Yue Qingran strolled alone in front of the front, shouting the names of rare things with great interest.

Cheng Qingli rushed up, and drove side by side with Lu Chaoling, not far behind Yue Qingran.

Amidst the noise, Cheng Qingli frowned, and asked the people around him in a low voice: "Tell me the truth, who is that person?"

"who?"

"You ask knowingly."

There was a faint smile on the corner of Lu Chaoling's mouth: "Who do you want him to be?"

When Cheng Qingli heard him ask this question, he was stunned for a moment, he could almost hear his heart beating violently amidst the din, his blood boiled instantly like cold water thrown into a branding iron, he silently recited that name countless times in his heart This time, but at this moment, it was so difficult that his throat was blocked, as if someone was strangling his neck tightly, and he couldn't speak a word for a long time.

How could he be alive?Cheng Qingli asked herself this way.

Lu Chaoling stared at Cheng Qingli who was in a hurry to push away the crowd and fled in a hurry. He was silent for a long time, and the corners of his mouth slowly curved a little, as if he said to him or himself: "Then, as you wish."

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The person kneeling on the ground was still trembling, a pale and thin hand slowly stroked the top of his head, that finger with well-defined knuckles, it looked powerful and sharp.

As if he couldn't hear the sound of begging for mercy, the owner of the hand gradually tightened his fingers, and squeezed lightly in an unusually cold way—the head of the man on the ground was like a broken rotten melon, with each petal broken open to reveal the rare flesh inside. Sparse red flesh, and after a while, red and white mixed objects rushed to the ground with a splash.

"Don't do this next time, it's too dirty." Lu Chaoling who was standing behind the man frowned and said lightly.

"Why didn't you say it was dirty when you skinned and cramped?" the man in black said calmly with his bloody hands hanging down.

"It's better to get my hands dirty than to get someone else's reincarnation circuit dirty."

The man in black smiled, as if he didn't want to speak anymore.

There seemed to be long silences between the two of them, so it wouldn't feel subtle even if neither of them spoke.

The cold wind passed through the forest, and the leaves were rustling in the ears, but this time it was Lu Chaoling who broke the balance between them first, with a nonchalant tone as if he was chatting about family matters: "Guess what Ali asked me today."

The man in black was silent as if he was thinking about something, curling up his bleeding fingers slightly: "He guessed it was me."

"It's time to see him, I'm afraid I've scared that child for so many years." Lu Chaoling took out a handkerchief from his arms and threw it to the man in black to wipe his hands. If you look carefully, you will find that the handkerchief is exactly what Yue Qingran collected today. The one that arrived.

"I'd rather never see them again if I could."

"What do you have to be afraid of? I want you to do those things that hurt the sky. If there is any punishment from the sky, it will only fall on me alone. If I dare to go my own way, what are you afraid of?"

The person under the black robe rolled his dark eyes and sighed helplessly: "You desperado, you want to pull me as a back up even if you die."

Lu Chaoling narrowed his eyes, and pretended to be wronged: "Why do you look down on your stepfather, don't you? Yue Qingran can protect you, but I can't?"

The man in black trembled all over, gritted his teeth and said each word from his throat: "I am Yue Qingran's ancestor!" After grinding his molars, he seemed calmer, and said coldly: "You Follow him to join in the fun, next time even you will be torn apart!"

Lu Chaoling didn't intend to really annoy him. With his eyes lowered, he wrapped around the black fringe under the white jade bone fan, and said slowly: "Ali usually goes out to clean at night, you can go find him."

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That black figure had been following him quietly for a long time, Cheng Qingli frowned and silently stretched out his hands and tapped his chest twice to seal his breath, and quickly dodged into a secluded alley.

Seeing the situation, the man in black dodged in without even thinking about it.

He instinctively looked for Cheng Qingli's figure, but the road ahead was so dark that he couldn't see clearly.There was a sudden wind behind him for no reason, and the man in black shrank his pupils, and the black energy overflowing from his body turned into a sharp sword and slashed straight behind him.

In the next moment, he suddenly remembered the possibility that the other party was Cheng Qingli, and hurriedly raised his hand to dissipate the black air.However, before he had time to rejoice, he was restrained by the man behind him and pushed roughly to the corner of the wall without paying attention. With his back against the cold wall, the sharp edge of the Changyin Sword mercilessly pressed against his chin.

"Who the hell are you!" Cheng Qingli reached out and tore off his hood before he could answer.

The foggy clouds in the sky just moved, revealing a corner of the crooked moon.

If Lu Chaoling's beauty is as handsome as a fairy and cannot be desecrated, then the beauty of the face under the hood is as suffocating as the most alluring monster in the mountains and forests.

And Cheng Qingli had seen this face before, it was his heart, his nightmare.

All kinds of scenes of crying with joy or cursing in grief and indignation did not appear in the imagination, Tu Zhihuan watched Cheng Qingli decisively pull out the long chant sword from his chin, his eyes were full of deep restraint - and then he did not Without hesitation, he attacked his own face.

Under the moonlight, the sword's edge shone with dazzling light, and Tu Zhihuan was shaken so that his head turned to one side.

It wasn't until he heard Cheng Qingli's gasping, that he turned his head in disbelief, and the Changyin Sword ruthlessly pierced into the wall next to his ear, and there was even a buzzing sound echoing in his ears.

He actually wanted to kill himself!

Tu Zhihuan frowned and raised his hand, wanting to press the person in front of him to the ground and beat him up.

Cheng Qingli suddenly grasped his skirt tightly, and slowly raised his head to look directly into his eyes. Tu Zhihuan saw red spots in the corners of his eyes, and the extreme restraint on his body was breaking apart bit by bit.

He said in a deep voice, "I thought you were dead."

I don't know why, but the opposite is a man with a face as heavy as water, but it reminds Tu Zhihuan of the little Ali who was often covered with tears a long time ago.

Finally, with a sigh, Tu Zhihuan stretched out his hand to hug Cheng Qingli into his arms, patted him on the back lightly and coaxed him: "Okay, okay, it's my fault, please forgive me, okay?"

Cheng Qingli gently closed his eyes in his arms, and said wearily: "Yue Qingran, he is still waiting for you."