Lu Xueqi [Zhu Xian]

A gust of cool wind is blowing, the temperature is suddenly cold, the sky is dark, there is no moonlight tonight, layer after layer, layer upon layer, a little depressing, just like Zhang Xiaofan's mood at this time, he is alone and sad, unable to control himself I kept thinking back to the sweet scene of my senior sister Tian Linger and Qi Hao standing together, as sweet as a match made in heaven.

He felt uncomfortable, really uncomfortable, because in his memory, the senior sister he liked was obviously so warm, so warm to him...

But now, Zhang Xiaofan had to bear it alone, recalling the trace of love in Qi Hao's eyes, Zhang Xiaofan trembled all over, feeling extremely chilled, feeling extremely lonely, but he couldn't let go, it was hard to control himself, It is as sweet as sugar, and will not change until death.

Zhang Xiaofan's two hands tightly held the fire stick that accompanied him.

The piercing chill emitted by the fire stick seemed to relieve his pain at the moment, Zhang Xiaofan's face was a bit sad.

Should I always stand in this dark corner, silently watch the happiness of others, and taste my own pain!

His heart felt like a needle prick, and the pain was almost numb. He lowered his head and stared blankly at the fire stick in his hand. Under the dark blue surface, small blood-red lines were clearly visible, like blood threads. It is distributed all over the stick, even in the bead on the top.

Is this my blood?

Zhang Xiaofan was feeling lost again, after hearing Zeng Shushu's words about the magic weapon refined with his own blood, he had an idea at that time, wanted to throw away the fire stick, but what followed Qi Hao and Tian Ling'er dealt him a bigger blow, making him not care about this so-called evil thing at all.

"Humph!"

Zhang Xiaofan pulled his pale lips, and let out a wry smile, "Even if it is an evil thing, it is still an extremely powerful magic weapon, what am I, how can I be worthy of a magic weapon, the one with me is just an ugly firestick ?"

Zhang Xiaofan's throat was as hard as a thorn, choked with sobs, he bit his lip fiercely, the blood dripped on the fire stick, in an instant, the cold feeling went all over his body but there was no chill at all, there was no sound around but deep in his heart was Hearing a wild roar so clearly, it was like the screams of countless innocent souls under the Nine Netherworld, filled with endless resentment, surging up.

Bones, fresh blood, screaming, bloody!

Zhang Xiaofan suddenly opened his eyes, panting heavily, but after a while, he held his breath.

In the desolate and desolate night sky, a wisp of white clothes fell from the sky and fell silently in front of his eyes.

A cold and slender little hand seemed to have come from another world, icy and clean, ethereal and beautiful, and the two fingers were shining brightly, sticking to his frowning brows.

Zhang Xiaofan's whole body trembled, the familiar warmth spread all over his body! !

Sister...

is it you…

"This thing is easy to confuse people's minds, don't be affected by it."

Lu Xueqi reached for the black fire stick in Zhang Xiaofan's hand, and lightly grasped it, the next moment, the fire stick returned to its usual state, laying in his hand in an unsightly, unsightly and unsteady manner.

For a long time, Zhang Xiaofan stared at Lu Xueqi, pursed his lips tightly, trembled a few times, but finally did not call out that "senior sister" to her.