Back when the villain boy [Rebirth]

The two rolled down to a mountain peach tree and stopped.

Shang Yi's back hit the tree trunk heavily, and the pain caused her eyes to turn black.She gritted her teeth, tried to stand up, and checked Jiang Zhou for any wounds.

Fortunately, it was still just the wound on his chest.

The flesh and blood burst open, revealing a little bit of light.

Is it the spiritual core?

Shang Yi applied the medicine with trembling hands, hoping to heal the wound sooner, and make the spirit core a secret forever, lying in Zhou Zhou's chest all the time.

"Zhouzhou, Zhouzhou..." Her voice was choked up unconsciously, and she didn't understand why she was crying. Warm tears mixed with blood fell drop by drop.

"You are what I begged for, this life is what I begged for..."

She has never believed in ghosts and gods, and she has never been afraid of the chaos of corpses and blood stones.

Man will conquer the sky, and the sky is for my use.If you can't use it for yourself, why should you respect the immortal gods all over the sky?

But at that moment, she had experienced all the things in the world, she was old, and she knelt at the feet of the immortal, piously begging for a chance to start again.How much she wanted to see Zhou Zhou again.

and so……

"do not leave Me."

She clenched Jiang Zhou's hand and pressed it to her face.

……

Jiang Zhou had a dream.

In the dream, she was still the rebellious marquis with power over the world, and she had just married Guanghan Jun, whom she liked.

Shang Yi changed from the light blue wide-sleeved cloud dress, wearing the only red makeup, and the red candle was burning high, while she sat on the red dress embroidered with the phoenix Yufei, with a cold expression, which was incompatible with the enthusiasm of the room.

Jiang Zhou hesitated and dared not approach.

Suddenly Shang Yi turned her head slightly, smiled at her, and said softly, "I like you, Lord Hou."

The red candles and colorful phoenixes all over the room were shaking, and the shadows of the lamps were shaking, and so were the figures on the wall. Outside the window, a cluster of fireflies flew up under the peach trees, spreading like a golden mist in the dark night.

When Jiang Zhou woke up, he thought he was in a dream.

Shang Yi was covered in red, and Liu Ying was shaking in the dark night. She held her hand and said softly, "I like you, Lord Hou."

Jiang Zhou was startled: "Yun Shu?"

There is already a thin light in the sky.

In the dim light, Shang Yi's bloodless face was reflected.

She just held Jiang Zhou tightly, her eyes were a little loose: "Zhou Zhou..."

Jiang Zhou smelled the strong smell of blood in the air, and the carp jumped up straight, holding Shang Yi with his backhand, feeling the stickiness in his hand.Only then did she realize that Shang Yi's robe was completely soaked in blood.

"Yun Shu, are you injured?" Jiang Zhou's face turned pale, and his body trembled slightly. He wanted to hug Shang Yi, but he was afraid that he would hurt her if he got too close.

"Who hurt you? Does it hurt? I have medicine, I..."

Jiang Zhou spoke incoherently, tears fell down, and he shed tears as he spoke, transferring the spiritual power on his body to Shang Yi, and the spiritual power entered her body, repairing her broken meridians like flakes in the wind. Fortunately, Jiang Zhou It seems that the spiritual power in her body has never been exhausted, and she can transfer it to another person in such a reckless manner.

Shang Yi gently tugged at her sleeve and said a word in a very soft voice.

Jiang Zhou didn't hear clearly, so he leaned over, "Yun Shu, what did you say?"

Shang Yi said very lightly: "Master Hou, I admire you."

Jiang Zhou's eyes widened, and he looked at her as if he didn't understand, with tears streaming down his face, "Yun Shu, what did you say? What did you call me?"

But Shang Yi didn't have the strength to speak anymore.

Her pale lips trembled slightly, and suddenly her eyes tightened, and she pushed Jiang Zhou away forcefully.

A broken sword flew past, pierced her abdomen, and nailed her half to the peach tree.In an instant, another gurgle of blood gushed out from the wound.

Shang Yi's eyelids gradually sank, and she couldn't say anything.

Jiang Zhou suddenly opened his eyes wide, his face paler than Shang Yi, and he turned his head to look back.

A splinter of charred wood lay behind her.

The sky was bright, but also a little hazy.Jiang Zhou couldn't recognize what it was, it was scorched black, and it looked like a human figure... A thought suddenly flashed in her mind——

Wouldn't it be coaching?

Is it Yun Shu who coached the injured?

She stood up, her red sleeves fluttering, her face expressionless.

Whoever dares to hurt Yun Shu like this...will die.

Jiang Zhou didn't have a sword on his body, so he broke off a peach branch, and a leaf fell, swinging slowly, before reaching the ground, Jiang Zhou's wooden sword was already in front of Tongjiu.

The golden lotus blossomed and failed again, showing a decadent look.

In a few moments, they had already exchanged a hundred tricks, and the golden aura spread out like a mist in the back of the mountain, covering the entire hillside. Because of the accumulation of spiritual power, the peach tree unexpectedly blossomed against the timing, and a tree blossomed. The brilliant flowers were blown to pieces by the sword wind.

Shang Yi was sitting under the peach tree, the blood was spreading, and the peach blossoms fell on her shoulders.

A few more moments later, Jiang Zhou tried his best, but Tongjiu seemed invincible, yes, she was just a piece of wood.Suddenly Tong Jiu floated a few steps away and looked back.

The ruined temple was on fire.

Tong Jiu didn't choose to fight, and jumped up the mountain a few times, only half of his coaching uniform was blown up.The branch in Jiang Zhou's hand fell to the ground, and she half-kneeled on the ground, looking at Shang Yi with tears in her eyes, not daring to take a step closer, and whispered, "Yun Shu?"

"Yun Shu," she passed her spiritual power over desperately. After entering the spiritual power, it was like entering a bottomless abyss, and she didn't get any response.Jiang Zhou's tears fell down, and he choked up and said, "I will never lose my temper with you again, and I will not be self-willed anymore. Whatever you say is whatever you say. I'll be obedient, Yun Shu, just take care of me."

"Didn't you say you liked me? I'm Jiang Wanzhao, and I'm also the Marquis of Rebellion. You are my man. We were Taoist couples in the previous life. In this life, you will come to marry me with eight palanquins. Don't leave me behind." I, don't allow..."

She made up her mind that if Shang Yi left, she would just let her go.

If there is no Yun Shu, what's the point of this empty world.

Just when he was disheartened, Shang Yi raised his eyelids and said intermittently: "Zhouzhou... Yanshu..."

Jiang Zhou understood what she meant, his eyes widened, and he cried and said, "Yun Shu, I can't do it, I can't."

Hagana has the effect of bringing the dead back to life, and there are many leftover materials in the storage bag.

But she didn't take a few classes well at all, and the only two or three Yanjias that she did well were done by Yun Shu for her.

Jiang Zhou wanted to go back to the past and kill the self who didn't listen to the class well.

Shang Yi smiled lightly, her black eyes seemed to be full of thousands of words, and in the end it only turned into one sentence: "I believe in you, Lord Hou."

Jiang Zhou cried until the pear blossoms were raining, and tremblingly took out the Yanjia materials. Several empty bottles of medicine pills had already been poured on Shang Yi's wound, and she turned over the empty bottles in panic, falling on the ground.

"Yun Shu, I won't, I'm afraid."

She didn't dare to strike, for fear that she would kill Shang Yi by accident, and she didn't dare to move her, for fear that if she moved again, Shang Yi's injury would be made worse.

Shang Yi fixedly looked at her, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, I'll teach you."

……

The small temple was on fire.

Black smoke billowed into the night, and crimson flames licked the dusty walls.The Avalokitesvara figures on the murals were burnt black, and the nectar bottle was still in hand, but it could not save the fire that was in front of us.

Tongjiu rushed to the small temple, the restraint on the ground was still in place, Yanren stood in the center of the formation, raised his hand again and again, and said stiffly and dumbly: "Ah, it's wet."

"Lean on the bridge."

"Yeah, it's wet."

"Yiqiao, don't be afraid."

"Yeah, it's wet."

……

The golden runes are still running, trapping Yan Jia who has no spiritual consciousness.

Tongjiu could give up half of his body and walk out, but he couldn't bring Yanren out.She looked at Yanren in the sea of ​​flames, and walked back without hesitation.

Yanren in the formation repeated stiff movements again and again.

Tong Jiu said softly: "The rain has stopped, lean on the bridge."

But Yanren didn't answer her, she paused for a while, and then realized that Yanren would not be able to recognize her current appearance.

Standing in the sea of ​​flames, Tong Jiu slowly stretched out his arms to hug her.

"The rain has stopped, don't be afraid."

The flame licked the corner of her robe, but Tong Jiu didn't realize it, and just repeated: "Don't be afraid."

She has always been clumsy, not as good as the world, not as good as going upstairs and leaning on the bridge with a tongue full of lotus flowers. When she was drunk, her sandalwood lips were lightly opened, and then she vomited out a clear dream of stars and rivers.

Tongjiu hugged Yanren tightly, and the flames burned upward bit by bit. The corner of the robe on Yanren's body touched a little firefly that was gradually opening, and quickly ignited.

Tong Jiu hugged her tightly, said over and over again: "Don't be afraid."

A long time ago, when the world was still in prosperity, what was planted on the mountain behind the academy was not the osmanthus forest that carried a mountain of heroic souls, but a mountain of peach blossoms.

When the peach blossoms are in bloom, they are shining brightly, like clouds and clouds.

In spring, teenagers tend to become restless. In the evening, some young men and women would go to the peach forest for a tryst. The disciples of the Law Enforcing Hall would rush in and roar, which would startle countless pairs of mandarin ducks and run away.

At that time, Tongjiu was still an inexperienced Yanren, mentally immature, able to read and write, but unable to understand the meaning of each character.At that time, the master of the college didn't know how to teach her, so he let her step into the world of mortals, read more about the world of mortals, maybe one day she would be able to understand clearly.

Tongjiu observed for many years, and gradually became clear about the meaning of most of the words, for example, "hate" is bad, and "happy" is good.But she couldn't understand the word "like" alone.

Why did the boy's eyes glow hot and bright when he mentioned liking, and his face was as red as the glow of the sky.They said "hate" and "happy" at the same time, making Tongjiu not understand whether this word is good or bad.

But at this moment, she suddenly understood, as if the crimson flame had turned into the peach blossoms all over the mountain, she stood under the flower tree, and met those bright eyes.

She falters and haws, acting exactly like every student in the academy. The academy has been established for a thousand years, and thousands of people have passed by. The peach forest on the back mountain bloomed and fell, and then it was replaced by the burning golden glow.

Thousands of faces, thousands of tourists, only at this time are similar: carefully holding their fiery youthful affection, warm and hesitant, thousands of times and trying to cover up, their eyes ignited a bright light, It seems as if the whole world is going away, and I can only pretend to be the person in front of me——

"You hate it so much, but I just like it."

The eaves collapsed with a bang, and Tong Jiu slowly closed his eyes.

General Zhang led his troops to stand guard at the foot of the mountain, looking up anxiously, seeing the small temple collapsed, he couldn't bear it any longer and was about to go up to search, when suddenly he saw two people walking from a distance on the mountain road.

The girl with a disheveled face walked over from the misty morning mist, carrying another person with a disheveled face on her back.It was no longer early spring, and the shoulders of the two were covered with peach blossoms for some reason.

General Zhang recognized the person behind Jiang Zhou, and rushed to meet him: "Your Highness, are you injured? We have fired arrows to burn down that temple according to your order."

Shang Yi's breath was weak, and she replied, "Mmm."

Jiang Zhou wiped his face: "Hurry up and prepare a horse!"

General Zhang hurriedly pulled his horse over.

Jiang Zhou carried Shang Yi to the horse, sat behind him, put his arm around her, and steered the horse with the other.

The hagana fruit developed by Lou Yiqiao can rejuvenate the hand, and Shang Yi's injuries are not life-threatening now, but the meridians are damaged, the blood loss is too much, and the weakness is unbearable.

Shang Yi turned her head, touched Jiang Zhou's lips with cold fingers, and called softly, "Zhou Zhou."

Jiang Zhou rubbed her fingertips: "Yun Shu."

Shang Yi stared at her for a long time, then said, "Master Hou?"

Jiang Zhou smiled slowly: "Mr. Guanghan."

"is it you?"

"it's me."

Shang Yi leaned against her arms and smiled lightly, as if she wanted to say something, but just as she opened her mouth, her pale lips could not help but rise again.

"That's great," she said.

Jiang Zhou didn't speak, but shook her cold hand tightly.

The fierce horse spit out a few puffs of white steam, neighed twice impatiently, and the horse's hooves hit the stone road, patter.

Shang Yi looked at the morning star that was getting darker in the sky, and smiled very lightly.This time, the secret of the spiritual core was buried in her heart forever.

Even if there is no Zhige, the divided country can still come back. Didn't the previous life also pacify the Northern Jue, and the long river is clear?

This time, Zhou Zhou is still by her side, and will watch the world together with her.

"Go and see the flowers in the suburbs."

Jiang Zhou frowned in disapproval, and finally recovered a bit or two of rebellious dignity: "Nonsense, you are seriously injured, you have to go back and have a good rest, and make up more."

Shang Yi obediently said "Mmm", and stroked the corner of the girl's lips, "Please trouble the Marquis, please help me mend it."

Jiang Zhou didn't know what he thought of, his earlobe suddenly turned red, he hugged Shang Yi tightly with his backhand in silence, clamped his legs, and the fierce horse neighed away, the horse's hooves pierced through the morning fog, leaving behind a group of people who were still waiting. Soldiers who don't know what's going on.

The wind is blowing, the grass is leaving, Kunwu City is lying in the white morning mist, the lights in the city are lit up one after another, and one or two cock crows can be heard in the deep alley.

Jiang Zhou looked up at the majestic city, looked at Shang Yi, smiled, and galloped into the city. The early risers on both sides rose from their kitchens, and the green tiles on the cornices glowed golden in the morning light.

-

It's another autumn.

In the eastern suburbs of Spring City, autumn is bright and beautiful, and the golden osmanthus planted on the avenue are in full bloom.

The sweet fragrance of mooncakes rose again in the Salesian Workshop.

Song Qingyun stood at the door and said in embarrassment: "Grandma, I can't pretend anymore, I really can't pretend anymore."

Grandma still stuffed the freshly baked mooncakes and various pastries into the blue and white cloth bag, while chattering: "How far is it to Kunwu, bring more, and when you see Zhouzhou Yunshu, give them a few pieces too, Zhouzhou can be happy." I like my pancakes."

The children lined up by the threshold and asked, "Sister, when will Sister Zhou Zhou come back?"

Song Qingyun smiled and said: "When I go to Kunwu, I will drive them back. Zhouzhou is amazing, she has become a high official! Yun Shu is actually Lord Guanghan, I said she is very unusual!"

Just as he was talking, a horseshoe came from a distance.

Song Qingyun raised his forehead when he heard the singing, "It's the people from Martial Arts Academy who came to visit in autumn again."

As soon as the words fell, a group of students drank and sang, and galloped away.The sleeves are facing the wind, and the white school uniform is billowing like waves.

The leading student noticed Song Qingyun and waved to her.

Song Qingyun also smiled and waved.

After bidding farewell to Grandma, Song Qingyun packed his bags, got on the horse, turned around and glanced at the big house with white walls and black tiles, and rode away.

Guixiang was facing her, at the end of the road, there were two other people waiting.

Father Song was carrying four or five bags of snacks in each hand, and a big bulging bag on his back. He didn't know what was in it.

Song Qingyun saw it, and broke out in cold sweat, "Father, why did you take so many things!"

Father Song: "My daughter is out of Spring City for the first time, am I worried that it won't work, and it's not all for you, this is for Zhou Zhou and Yun Shu!"

Song Qingyun was speechless for a while, took a few bags, and said perfunctorily: "Okay, okay, that's enough. Now that he is a high-ranking official, he still likes to eat your food?"

Father Song proudly raised his chest: "I love food! Zhou Zhou wrote me that!"

Song Qingyun didn't know whether to be proud of his father, or sad for the BMW that might be exhausted under him.She sighed inwardly, and turned to look at the woman in the coach uniform: "Qi Xiang, are you really not going back to Kunwu?"

Qi Meiyi smiled and said: "You don't need to call me Prime Minister Qi, I'm just a trainee teacher in the academy now."

Song Qingyun: "Even if the situation with Beijue has eased, but the country has not yet recovered, I still remember the policy you wrote back then... Dasheng still needs Prime Minister Qi."

Qi Meiyi shook her head, "It's enough to have you."

Song Qingyun was startled, as if he understood something, bowed to Qi Meiyi, then tied his father's dozens of bags, large and small, to the horse, and rode away towards the north.

The immature and resolute back of the girl was getting further and further away, and after turning a corner, she was no longer seen.

Father Song quietly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and looked north reluctantly, "I haven't been out of Spring City for more than ten years, and it's the first time I've walked so far, how can I make you feel at ease?" He looked at it for a long time, then turned his head and asked : "Then...Mr. Qi, why don't you go to my house for dinner?"

Qi Meiyi shook her head and smiled: "I want to ask for an altar of sweet-scented osmanthus wine."

When we returned to Wu Ya, the bronze bell had already rang three times, and Coach Zhu's voice was louder than Hong Zhong's voice in the school: "Go away, little bastard!"

Hundreds of little bastards poured out of the school, scrambling to squeeze into the cafeteria, and the tumbling school uniforms were connected together, like white clouds billowing in the sky.

Qi Meiyi carried the wine and walked slowly in the sweet-scented osmanthus forest, her sleeves were soaked with sweet and greasy cinnamon.Occasionally, she ran into a few teenagers who were kissing each other in the osmanthus tree. She smiled generously, and the group of teenagers ran away with their faces flushed.

"Who sings together at dawn, who drinks at dusk, who recruits red sleeves, and who leans halfway on the bridge." Qi Meiyi sang slowly, walking slowly, a few osmanthus flowers like jade flakes fell on her hair.

Her footsteps suddenly stopped, her face turned red, and she became as embarrassed as those teenagers.

Qu Jiuwan leaned against the osmanthus tree to read a book, her black hair was hanging down, and the sun shines through the branches and leaves, illuminating her soft outline.

When she heard footsteps, she looked up and found that it was Qi Meiyi, her expression was not very comfortable, she turned around and left.

Qi Meiyi hurriedly chased after her, followed behind her, holding wine in her hand, with osmanthus flowers on her head, and continued to sing leisurely: "I bought osmanthus flowers to carry wine with me, and now I'm going to be a teenager again..."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-06-3016:41:59~2020-07-0116:36:25期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 50 bottles during the rain and cold waves;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!