Remember the glorious years of redemption of Hei Lian

An Xichen didn't tell him who it was.

Qiao Xishui knew that it was not the time for him to know, and he didn't need to think about it, this person was probably Qu Qixiang.Or judging from Qu Qixiang's title of supporting Mr. Lin, this person is Lin Hongyi who Qu Qixiang supported wholeheartedly.

If it was Lin Hongyi, it would be too disgusting - An Xichen killed Lin Hongyi, and still has to suffer for this dead man?

why?

He was so easy to interpret, An Xichen patted his left cheek lightly, and wrote a sentence calmly: It's not Lin Hongyi.

Qiao Xishui: "...Oh, yeah, it's not him."

How could An Xichen know what he was thinking every time?

Qiao Xishui remained silent for a while, unable to hold back, said, "Is it so obvious what I'm thinking?"

An Xichen nodded casually.

Qiao Xishui: "..."

He wrote: The eyes are the windows to the soul, and your windows are too clean.

Qiao Xishui: "..."

Speechless.

An Xichen wrote again: She may find her in a while, so she should find a place to hide.

What he said is not unreasonable, and the two people sitting by the river are clasping each other's hands, one of them covered in blood is still writing on the other's hand, this picture is really weird.

Apparently, An Xichen still remembered the water spells. The time he entered the water brought him to the outskirts of the capital from the center of the capital to the outskirts of the capital.

May be a miracle?

Qiao Xishui didn't know, and he didn't dare to ask.

The two stepped into the deep forest, with the sea in the north and mountains in the south of the suburbs of Beijing.Knowing this, An Xichen deliberately came to the south, and found a cave without much effort.

An Xichen broke a few branches on the road, and after entering the cave, he piled up a small pile on the ground. He lit a fire talisman and threw it in, and the flames burst into flames instantly.

He hadn't closed his eyes all night, now that the sun was high, he was already feeling sleepy, and when he closed his eyes, he began to close his eyes to rest his mind.

An Xichen closed his eyes, drowsiness overwhelmed him, he was half asleep, half awake, the hug just now was still in his mind.

He can't forget.

This is the care he longed for since he was a child, and it is the light he wants.When he got it for the first time, he felt a little lost, like a dream, he always felt that it was not real.

- Skin hunger.

The heart medicine needed for this heart disease is really simple, whether it is a father or a mother, a teacher or a friend, as long as someone can care for him.For others, the care and love that is ordinary and ordinary, but for him, it is the holy water in the sky, which is a fantasy.

An Xichen couldn't say it, and he didn't dare to say it.The son of a whore has this kind of disease, if he speaks out, he will be stabbed in the back.Cheap bones, dirty things, these labels will probably be scrambling to stick to him.

He has been in Qingfengmen for 13 years, and he endured it like this for 13 years.

Until now, this heart disease has finally been made into a terminal illness by spells.When he fell ill, he was like burning himself with fire, or falling into an ice cave, which always made him unable to survive or die.

And there is no antidote.

How could there be an antidote? Even if he begged gods and immortals, there was no salvation in this world for him.

There is no redemption and no antidote.

He is not worth saving now.

An Xichen leaned against the unevenness of the cave wall with his back, and the stones made him uncomfortable.But he still fell asleep and had a dream.

Dreaming back to the day when he stood at the fork.On the left is a tormented life, on the right is a peaceful death.His mouth was fishy and sweet, he vomited blood, his ears were ringing, and Lin Hongyi was talking while panting.

"You are worthless, you cheap bone. I borrowed it for a while. What's the crime?"

"The cheap things can enter the fairy gate for my use, but if they pass the gate of hell, I can take them proudly."

"Why stare at me, didn't I speak clearly enough?"

Lin Hongyi's voice was word-by-word, understatement, but every word was like a knife digging into the heart, cold in June.

"I picked up a dog, and later found a better dog than it. The dog I picked up earlier was useless, so I wanted to smash it into ashes, stew it into broth, and feed it to a good dog so that it could get it." Well, be faithful to me."

"Understood?" He smiled, "Dirty things?"

—and sink and float in the sea of ​​blood again.

He was almost burned to ashes, and in the midst of the karmic fire, a chill suddenly felt on his forehead.

Like a cold jade spring, like a clear rain.

Those gloomy pasts suddenly shattered, and the black clouds that were overwhelming the city suddenly dissipated.

He saw the stars all over the sky, and the wishes on the Kongming lanterns.

He opened his eyes, and Qiao Xishui touched his forehead to try the temperature for him.See if he has a fever.

An Xichen: "..."

He stretched out his hand to push Qiao Xishui away, stood up and let out a long sigh, but there was still no sound.Qiao Xishui was not embarrassed to be pushed away by him, and asked, "What did you dream about?"

"..."

An Xichen looked up at him, unwilling to speak at all.Qiao Xishui twitched the corners of her lips, so she had no choice but to stop talking about this topic, and asked, "Are we going to stay here for a long time?"

Seeing that he didn't intend to let him sleep, An Xichen had no choice but to grab his hand and wrote: Otherwise, what do you think?

Qiao Xishui said: "To be honest, brother, I have an idea."

An Xichen raised his eyes tiredly, with a large character written on his face: Say.

It seems that he is not angry.Qiao Xishui thought to himself, if An Xichen was angry about getting up, he would have called out Shen Yan by now to chop himself so that his mother wouldn't even recognize him.

After Qiao Xishui thought about it, she opened her mouth and said, "I thought about it, senior brother, I don't think this matter can be delayed. You can always be a dumb person. If this continues, your future wife won't be able to cry?"

An Xichen heard the words, looked at him, and said nothing.

Qiao Xishui continued: "Since you can't resist Qu Qixiang, you can only find an excuse to get over it. I think Fang Ximing's previous misunderstanding is fine. Anyway, Qiao Xishui is really dead, so you just Say I'm your ghost, anyway, I have nothing..."

In the middle of his speech, he was interrupted by the smile on An Xichen's face.

There was no sound, but the raised corners of his mouth could not deceive anyone.

What a mocking smile!

Qiao Xishui felt a little uncomfortable, and his face turned black.

An Xichen covered his mouth with his fist, but he still couldn't help laughing. He laughed even harder when he saw him, and his shoulders trembled.

"……what's so funny?!"

Is it worth laughing like that? ! ?I'm not talking about stand-up comedy!Where did I say something wrong! ?

An Xichen chuckled and wrote a sentence on his hand.

——Do you think you look like a ghost?

Qiao Xishui: "..."

After An Xichen finished writing, Qiao Xishui couldn't bear it anymore. She was ashamed and annoyed, her face turned red, and she pointed at the happily smiling An Xichen "you you you" for a long time, but "you" couldn't come up with a reason.

Who is this! ?

If other people give him tricks with good intentions, it's fine if he doesn't appreciate it, but he still mocks others after hearing it. Is he sick? !

...he was really sick.

Qiao Xishui was speechless because of her own thoughts, her expression twisted for a while.

He was so angry with himself, An Xichen's face suddenly changed, and he reached out and grabbed his wrist.

"?!"

When Qiao Xishui thought of the hug that almost strangled him just now, the blood faded from his face.

Getting sick again so soon! ?

Before he could react, An Xichen yanked him and threw him to the wall behind him.

It was really thrown, he used his strength to stand up, and at the same time pulled Qiao Xishui.He stood neatly and handsomely so that people and gods were all angry, Qiao Xishui fell to the wall with his face, and slowly slid against the wall in a shameless way.

Does he have something to say?

No.

We dare not say, we dare not ask.

He was so dizzy from the fall, he held his head and looked back, just as there was an explosion, he heard a woman's high-pitched laughter.

The broken rocks and tiles at the entrance of the cave rolled down, and a slender figure came from a cloud of dust.

Qiao Xishui looked at An Xichen who was in front of him. He was covered with thunder and lightning, and he was holding the Shen Yan sword in his hand.The sword body was wrapped in dark thunder, his eyes were cold, and black winds blew from the aura around him, causing his clothes to flutter.

He seemed to be wrapped in darkness, about to disappear into the night.

He turned his head and looked at Qiao Xishui who was sitting down on the ground with no smile on his face.The woman on the other end laughed sharply, and they looked at each other quietly, with each other in their eyes.

The laughter was getting closer, and An Xichen's expression froze suddenly.

The words engraved on his skin actually started to wander at this moment.As if alive on his body, the chains of words criss-crossed and ran amok on his skin, in a mess.

An Xichen couldn't speak, but his expression was livid, and Qiao Xishui could tell from his expression that this must not be a good feeling.The laughter on the other end got closer and harsher.

He hurriedly coaxed a child and said, "Don't be afraid! It doesn't hurt anymore, I'm here!"

As Qiao Xishui said, she leaned on the wall beside her and was about to stand up.

Seeing that he had an idea, An Xichen gritted his teeth and waved his hand at him. A black talisman in his hand flew towards him. Qiao Xishui was still staring at him, his reaction was a little slow, and he had no time to avoid it.

The moment the black talisman flew over, everything in front of him was covered by darkness.

Qiao Xishui's eyes darkened, he stood halfway, and fell back with a snap.

Seeing him fall, An Xichen finally staggered and tilted his body, piercing the ground three feet with a sword, and after barely supporting himself to stand, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

"Does it hurt?"

She came out from the dust, giggling, her voice was tender, her words were heartless, and she said, "If it hurts, kill him."

An Xichen wiped the blood from his mouth and smiled suddenly.

No matter how tormented by the curse on his body, he didn't frown again.

"What kind of eyes do you have?" Bai Tong said with a cold voice, and then smiled, "It's okay, Mr. Fu Lin said it. If the dog is disobedient, just teach him a lesson."

"Get out of the way. Although you are cheap, you are not stupid, right? It's just a cheap life. You killed so many people, is this one worse?"

"Is it worth it, you still don't hurt enough?"

She said, stepping forward.She wanted to say more, but before she opened her mouth to utter a syllable, the dark thunder suddenly hit her feet.

She jumped away, and another cloud of thunder fell from the sky, turned into a thunder blade, and lay across her thin neck.

Bai Tong felt like a stick in his throat, and swallowed all the remaining words.

An Xichen coughed up another mouthful of blood, panting heavily, mouthing silently.

--roll.

Bai Tong was silent for a while, then smiled.

Her words trembled a little because of her smile, and said quietly.

"madman."