who's chrysanthemum

With a "clang" sound, like a midnight thunder, the porcelain bowl with blue flowers on a white background slipped from Can Tianli's hands, and made a sharp, heart-wrenching sound when it touched the ground.

Can Tian's face was pale, the corners of his lips still had dark concoctions, those concoctions, as his body leaned, gradually stained with bright red.

His eyes were wide open, looking straight in Xia Wentian's direction.

There is a world-shattering unwillingness and despair in the middle...

It's not easy for them to get to this point...

The entire pair of eyes were completely surrounded by a layer of blood, slowly blurring.

He stretched out his hand towards Xia Wentian's direction, as if he wanted to grab something.

That's right, with the loss of strength, the hand finally hangs down powerlessly.

Those eyes that were burning with flames also slowly cooled down, and slowly lost their spirits.

The eyelids drooped and closed tightly together.

"Remnant—"

Xia Wentian yelled in horror, his body rushed to Can Tian's side like an arrow, and reached out his hand to catch his sliding body.

Looking at Can Tian, ​​who was limp in his arms, losing his vitality, Xia Wentian lost all words for a moment.

His complexion was even paler than Can Tian who lost his mind, and his lips trembled violently.

Looking at the person in his arms without blinking, with trembling hands, he patted Can Tian's cheek with his eyes closed.

"Wake up...can...you wake up...

Can't sleep, get up... get up, you..."

After a long time without getting an answer, the body in my arms gradually became stiff and cold, and there was nothing in my heart except pain and panic.

"Who...who said that as long as I'm willing to give up everything...you'll be with me forever...

Cruel...don't be like this...don't be so cruel...ahah, wake up..."

Xia Wentian's voice gradually became louder and hysterical, like a beast that lost its mate, whining helplessly.

The boy in Ghost Face's arms widened his eyes immediately, and exclaimed:

"Little Love--"

He finally understood the look in her eyes when she left, and finally understood the uneasiness in his heart for so many days...

That medicine... was supposed to be drunk by him...

But, why, she has always been very good to him, hasn't she? ? ?

He has always been very kind to her, and even pleaded for her in front of Brother Yu...

And why did she want his life? ? ?

The thoughts in his heart were spinning rapidly, and his heart was also aching. The people around him...

Was it the person who wanted his life all along? ? ?

Did he do something wrong, or did he miss something? ? ?

If he did something wrong, why did God punish Can Tian? ? ?

He quickly struggled to get down from the ghost face's arms, crying eagerly:

"Brother Can...Brother Can..."

Ghost Mask hugged him tightly, and the silver mask was pressed against his cheek, extremely cold.

Ghost Mian's body was also shaking, and his heart contracted rapidly.

If...if it was his Che'er who drank the medicine...

No... no... no no no! ! !Will not……

I can't even imagine, I can't even imagine that possibility...

The ghost face stared at the black concoction sprinkled on the ground, the stronger his hand became... the boy was tightly locked in his arms...

Then, it was originally Che'er's medicine...

That **** was originally going to attack the withdrawal...

"Damn it...someone, bring me that bitch..."

It was the first time that the ghost face was in front of the young man, and he did not hide his evil spirit at all, and shouted in a cold and cruel tone.

The guards in the dark immediately dispersed in all directions as soon as they received the order.

The bloodthirsty light shone in the blood-red eyes of the ghost face, and it was easy to imagine that the maid would have to be skinned and boned in his hands.

"Let go of me...Brother Yu...I want to see Big Brother Can...I was the one who killed him...I was the one who killed Big Brother Can..."

The ghost face comforted the boy in his arms:

"Hey, Che'er, that's none of your business, it's all that bastard's fault.

Don't be sad, your body is not good.

I will definitely seek justice from that **** at all costs...

It will also save Remnant Heaven.You must not be too sad and blame yourself..."

The young man's expression was a bit dazed, his black eyes were dull, as if his soul was no longer in him, and his face was so pale that it was almost transparent.

The strength of the ghost face had drawn bruises from his body, and he didn't respond.

The ghost spoke to him, but he still didn't respond.

The ghost face shook his body anxiously:

"Che'er...Che'er...Are you okay??? I don't blame you...you don't need to care about it..."

The boy nodded mechanically, looking at him with empty eyes:

"I want to see Brother Can..."

Ghost Face knew that he would not give up until he saw it, but actually he didn't want the young man to see Can Tian at this time, so that the young man would be even more sad.

However, we must first find out what kind of poison it is.

Letting go of the boy, the ghost face walked up to Xia Wentian:

"Xia. You have to calm down... Aren't you good at medicine, let's see what kind of poison Can Tian has in the end!!!"

Xia Wentian called Cantian as if he was crazy.

It's so embarrassing and heartbreaking that people can't believe it, it's hard to believe that he is the Xia Wentian who smiles all day long and keeps saying things that make people laugh.

He didn't calm down until he heard the ghost face's words.

Completely calmed down.

As expected of King Nanming, who was once a minister of the court who was desperate to stand up for him, in an instant, he recovered into the real him, the him buried deep in his bones.

The application slowly became stern, with a pair of deep black eyes bottomless.Cold and meaningless feelings, as if the world in his eyes is all gray.

th! ! !

He stretched out his hand, his fingertips turned white, trembling imperceptibly, and slowly put it on Can Tian's pulse.

Feeling the chaotic pulse under his fingertips, Xia Wentian could no longer maintain his brief calmness.

Straight, undisguised, and desperately said:

"The two-headed snake..."

The ghost face also took a step back in shock:

"It's so ruthless...how come there are such snakes...how can there be such snakes..."

The world has no solution, two-headed snake.

There is only one sentence about this snake.

And this sentence says a lot...

The young man half-kneeled beside Xia Wentian, stretched out a hand as white as jade, and gently rubbed Cantian's slightly cold and stiff face.

His tears dripped drop by drop from his clear eyes.

He seemed to be crying, just like a little girl, but besides crying, he didn't know how to vent his sadness and guilt.

Besides... He was not the only one who shed tears...

People who were much stronger than him shed hot tears, let alone him...

That Xia Wentian who kept laughing and made everyone feel helpless, his eyes were also filled with crystal clear liquid.

It's just that he has been trying his best to restrain himself, the liquid has always been suspended in the eye sockets, and he has been refusing to fall.

And at this time, who would care about those!

After the tears flowed, the teenager's application was no longer as dazed and ethereal as before.

Just a low opening:

"What snake??? Is there any help???",

"Poison... no cure... save..."

I don't know what to think of, Xia Wentian's eyes suddenly burst into sparks of excitement and eagerness.

Looking up into the distance:

"The sixth day of June...the sixth day of June..."

His voice was very low, almost muttering to himself.

The ghostly face was exposed outside the mask, and in the blood-colored eyes, it was also covered with layers of sadness. Like a sigh, he answered the boy's question...

"There is no solution to the double-headed snake in the world... The poison that Can Tian is poisoned by is the poison of the double-headed snake..."

After the young man heard this, his black eyes widened sharply, and his pupils contracted rapidly. His heart was shaken violently, and there was a trace of unbearable pain.

The sweet taste surged up his itchy throat, instantly staining his pale and colorless lips red.

No one noticed his abnormality, lowered their heads, looked at Can Tian with heartache, and murmured:

"The world... has no solution..."

Xia Wentian read as if obsessed, the sixth day of June.

He raised his head, staring at the ghost face with sharp eyes:

"It's... April..."

"The sixth day of June...Yu, I need your help!!!"

The ghost face looked at him firmly:

"Help Shuangmou??? As long as I can do it, I will do it!!!"

In a sense, Can Tian suffered the poison for Che'er, and he should help! ! !

"Help me protect my broken heart, his condition is not moving, I have to go out to find medicine!!!"

"Okay, I have the 'Wannian Xuanbing Iron Box' in the Wuhui Building, which can at least prevent his poison from spreading within half a year..."

He paused, hesitated and said:

"Isn't it the world's unsolvable two-headed snake???

What medicine are you looking for? ? ? "

Xia Wentian's eyes are sharp, like the eyes of a wolf at night.

"Don't forget, even though there are two-headed snakes that are unsolvable in the world, the same...

There are also herbs that can cure all poisons..."

The boy's heart was in pain, his body was trembling slightly, and cold sweat was already breaking out on his forehead.

The depressed mood made his body faintly want to collapse, and for a while, even his head hurt badly.

However, Xia Wentian and Gui Mian were busy discussing about the double-headed snake and medicinal herbs, so they didn't realize it for a while, they thought the boy was just too sad.

The boy's eyes gradually turned black, and his breathing became difficult...

Ghost Mian has been listening to Xia Wentian's words, and after hearing what Xia Wentian said, he suddenly realized:

"Oh... you mean..."

"That's right!!!"

Xia Wentian obviously knew that Ghost Mian had already understood what he meant, and continued.

The two looked at each other and said in unison:

"Mysterious Spirit Ice Star Grass..."

The teenager's consciousness was in a trance, and his heart and head ached unbearably.

Ghost Mian and Xia Wentian's voice seemed to come from nine days away so far away, hazy and indistinct.

Just, vaguely, one word, five words.

With magical power and fiery temperature, it scalded his somewhat floating soul all at once.

My head... hurts more and more...

However, Xuanling Bingxingcao... the word, these five characters, were running around in his head stubbornly.

While his head was hurting, some originally solid fortresses began to loosen slightly.

Xuanling Ice Star Grass...

Xuanling Ice Star Grass...

Such a strange...yet such a familiar word...

"Wooah... ah..."

Holding his head, the boy could no longer bear the pain in his heart and head, and screamed like crazy.

In a dreamy white mist...

There is a fluttering robe fluttering in a mess...

The silver figure seemed to be standing on the top of a mountain, carrying a deep and indelible sadness...

It hurts...it hurts...my heart, it hurts...as if it has never been so painful...

That figure slowly, sadly and desperately walked forward, getting farther and farther away from him...

further and further……

"Do not……"

The mouth has already called out before the consciousness.

What year is struggling to reach out...

Don't go, don't go, turn around, look back...

I'm behind you...Turn around and take a look...

The heart sank slowly, and was about to be submerged in a blue ocean of sadness.

But suddenly, spring blossoms.

The long black hair danced against the wind of nothingness, and the figure that made him throbbing finally turned around.

He raised his eyebrows and stared closely at his face——

His eyebrows are picturesque, his blue hair is half drawn, and his blue hairpin is loosely inserted in his hair—inexplicably, the young man remembered that on a certain day and at a certain time, he had smelled the intoxicating fragrance on the blue hair...

The handsome face is full of moving romance and chic, with nobility and elegance that cannot be described in words.

In the palm with clear bones, a white jade bone fan swayed gracefully.

The charming phoenix eyes slightly raised, with a gentle smile, caught all his attention in an instant and confused his whole soul.

The man opened his lips lightly and spoke, his voice was clear and pleasant:

"Miss..."

It was just a soft murmur, but it shocked the young man's soul...

Could it be that in the past, he once called him Xiahou...

Could it be that in the past, he once said shyly and sincerely to the whole man:

I already remember you...Xiahou...

"Ahhh..." The young man who was caught in a daze shook his head frantically.

Xuanling Bingxingcao, these ordinary five characters, are like an unusual and mysterious key, unlocking the memory of a corner that the boy has always forgotten.

In my memory, there is Xuanling Bingxingcao, the man in white clothes Xiahou just now, and...

With a bang, in the boy's mind, everything, like explosive gunpowder, turned into fragments and dust, flying in all directions.

A fragment is a memory, and a speck of dust is a past.

The boy's head couldn't bear the huge impact for a moment, his body softened, and he fell down.

Xia Wentian, who had just been so frightened, now turned into a ghost face.

"Qi'er..." The black figure flashed, and Ghost Face took the fallen figure into his arms.

The image of the boy hugging his head and screaming in pain just now played back in his mind constantly.

Regardless of the strong ominous premonition rising from the bottom of his heart.

Holding the boy tightly in his arms, the ghost face was trembling.

It seems that the moment everything slipped from the medicine in Can Tian's hands——

No! ! !From the moment that damned woman poisoned her, everything changed! ! !

"Quick! Quick! Quick! Bring the Wannian Xuanbing iron box to protect the broken heart.

I have to go, and I will be right back after I get the 'Xuanling Bingxing Grass' on the sixth day of June! ! ! "

Ghost Mian came back to his senses immediately after being urged by Xia Wentian, put the boy on the bed, motioned Xia Wentian to also put Can Tian on it, and hurriedly went to get the Wannian Xuanbing iron box.

Xia Wentian gently put Can Tian on it, and kissed his cheek.Whisper in his ear:

"In any case, think about how many misunderstandings and setbacks we have experienced until today...

It's hard to get today's happiness, I beg you, Can, don't let go, don't let our happiness fly easily, please stick to it! ! ! "

After a while, Ghost Mian took the Wannian Xuanbing Iron Box and placed it on Can Tian's chest:

"Xia, within half a year, we must find the 'Xuanling Ice Star Grass'..."

"I know." In just a few minutes, the already haggard Xia Wentian frowned.

"On the sixth day of June, after I get the 'Xuanling Ice Star Grass', I will set off immediately, and I will return within ten days. June [-]th at the latest...wait for me!!!"

After speaking to the ghost face, he leaned down again, and pressed a kiss on Can Tian's forehead, slowly moved his lips down to Can Tian's ear, and said firmly:

"wait for me!!!"

Immediately after finishing speaking, he straightened up and walked out without looking back. He was actually ready to leave immediately.

After a while, the distant sound of horseshoes sounded in Wuhui Building.

Facing the wind, Xia Wentian raised his head, letting the wind blow his hair, taking away the tears that had never overflowed from his eyes.

Can... wait for me... I will definitely bring back the 'Xuanling Ice Star Grass' in time...

"Drive... drive..." The firm and passionate loud voice proclaimed his anxious and urgent voice.

Just separated, he has already begun to miss...

"Lord... Louzhu..."

In Wuhui Building, the left and right hands of the ghost face saw such a terrifying ghost face for the first time, and the blood-colored eyes shining fiercely were even scarier than when he was killing people.

Looking at the ghostly face of the boy in ecstasy, when he heard his voice, he looked at him coldly:

"That fucked???"

"Xiao Ai...ah no...that bastard, she...she escaped..."

"what!!!"

The ghost face's voice suddenly increased.

"A little maidservant who doesn't know anything, can easily escape from the encirclement of you group of black-clothed cavalry guards???"

The invisible evil spirit gathered and condensed in the ghost face's eyes:

"In that case... what's the use of you guys!!!"

The palms were raised, and the gray power was continuously condensed. Although the person kneeling on the ground was very scared, he had no intention of hiding at all.

Even if Ghost Face doesn't punish them, they themselves feel ashamed. It's a shame for them to let a weak girl who knows nothing slip away from them.

"Wait—" at the moment when the ghost face's palm fell.

The housekeeper of Wuhuilou, a very skilled old man in his [-]s:

"Lord, it's the old servant's fault, not theirs."

Ghost Face's hand froze there slightly, the housekeeper...is someone left behind by his uncle.

His head calmed down slowly, and he said coldly to the person kneeling on the ground:

"Go to the punishment hall to receive the punishment."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the butler again:

"Your fault, what's wrong???"

The butler lowered his head:

"The **** mentioned by the host is the only demon who disappeared when the Nether Palace was destroyed two years ago."

The ghost face's eyes widened sharply, Nether Palace...the only one...

"impossible!!!"

The ghost face immediately denied that in the Nether Palace, the only one who escaped without death was the master of the Nether Palace, You operator Fu Huang.

And everyone in the world knows that the Lord of the Nether Palace is a man who is proud and hidden, so how could he be that little maid? ? ?

"It is indeed him, You Huang!

It's just that he has the long-lost bone shrinking skill.The little love we see is not his real face.

The last time she pleaded with Master Che, the old slave realized something was wrong and asked someone to investigate her details, but it was all blank, as if she came out of thin air.

This happened today. After receiving the order from the landlord to find her, the old slave went to her room and found that she was about to leave. We started to fight.

In the process of doing it, he transformed into Youhuang... The old slave was incompetent, and he couldn't stop him..."

The ghost face is breathing rapidly, and the blood-thirsty light is flowing in the blood-colored eyes:

"You Huang You Huang, what a You Huang!!!"

With a 'click', the wooden table under Ghost Face exploded and turned into powder...