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"Jin," Jiang Feng's voice came from the phone, and the night wind blew a few flakes of snow, wrapping up that faint sigh, "Happy birthday."

January [-]th is Qin Jin's birthday.There are still a few people who remember this year.

"Where are you..." Qin Jin asked dully, then hurriedly turned around to look for it.However, the voice in the earpiece was not interrupted by his questioning, which proved that it was just a timed recording.

"For the last time, I will say happy birthday to you personally for the last time. After this day, I can confidently say that I have been half of your life.

"You are eight months younger than me. You are 17 and a half years old when you enter our dormitory. The day you moved into our dormitory happened to be your birthday. I still remember, right? Today you are 36 years old.

"How fortunate, half my life.

"It's a pity that from now on, you will always be half of my life, and I can only be 18 years of your long years..."

There was a long silence on the phone before he said again: "Then, that's it. I... hang up first. See you on the set tomorrow."

"Beep, beep, beep, beep—"

"Don't go—" Qin Jin lost his voice, but he couldn't call back the person who didn't exist at all.Holding onto the cold tombstone, he slowly knelt down on the ground, but it seemed that he couldn't support it. Only by curling up could he have the strength to breathe.He began to cry uncontrollably, until he held his stomach and retched.Still holding the phone tremblingly in his left hand, he put it on his ear and begged "don't go" and "don't go" over and over again.

Finally, I cried.Just never, never stop.

The so-called men don't flick their tears lightly, once they flick, one can imagine how heartbroken they will be.

******

"Hey, where are you going?" On the top of Tingzi's tomb, Feng Xiao asked coolly towards Jiang Feng who was walking by.Of course, that was just a wisp of soul, and his body had been cremated to ashes.

"Huh?" The soul was a little confused, looked at Feng Xiao, looked at the distance, "I... I don't know..."

Someone should have come to fetch him, to take him to hell.But Feng Xiao knew that the ghost messengers couldn't get close to Jiang Feng now, so he ran to find the "culprit" for the time being.Because the blood of the spirit was implanted in his soul, and was firmly bound by witchcraft, so that he could share the spiritual power and blood with the spirit body, live and die together.It is equivalent to ordering a soul talisman.It is similar to the "Spiritual Blood Contract" signed by Chi You and Shennong, but it is not as "reasonable and legal" as the "Spiritual Blood Contract". After all, Jiang Feng belongs to the Hexu family.The biggest difference is that there are loopholes in this kind of maintenance - the spirit person who provides the spiritual blood can't control the output of the spiritual blood to the receptor in his body, and he can't locate the receptor, so he can only watch his life being destroyed by others. Little by little "stolen" from the invisible, as if a hole had been broken in the soul.

Sharing one life, of course the lifespan of the main body will be reduced sharply.

Unless, the receptor is killed.

"Look at that man." Feng Xiao pointed at Qin Jin, causing Jiang Feng to look at him in a daze, "Do you recognize him?"

"I don't know."

In the end, the memory was destroyed.But he deserved it, who let him disrupt his plan.

"Hey, who are you?"

Feng Xiao didn't answer.

"Do you know where I should go?"

no answer.

"Who is he?" Jiang Feng sat down and watched the show side by side with Feng Xiao, scratching his heels, "Yo, why did the big man cry like that?"

"I don't know, you can ask yourself." Feng Xiao threw a notebook into his hand, got up, picked up his collar and flew down.

"Qin Jin." After raising the volume and calling several times, Qin Jin turned his head from his collapsed world, and was stunned for a moment when he saw Jiang Feng, but the tears on his face were still surging instinctively.For a long time, he looked at Feng Xiao for no reason.

"Don't ask me who I am. I'll just tell you that his body was destroyed by the tube of suicide drugs, and now all he can keep is this memoryless soul."

Qin Jin opened his mouth, but couldn't ask anything.

"You guys," Feng Xiao said, looking at the two of them, "are you ready to die?"

Qin Jin got up in a daze, poked the soul's cheek with trembling fingers, touched it again, suddenly frowned, and threw himself on Jiang Feng, his arms were so tight that he was a little convulsed: "Jiang Feng, whether you are human or not, Ghost, listen, I don’t want 18 years, I don’t want half my life, I want my whole life. I beg you, don’t go.”

However, Jiang Feng became invisible in his arm, jumped out and looked at Feng Xiao suspiciously, as if asking "Is he crazy?"

Feng Xiao didn't bother to pay attention to his inexplicable dependence on him, and only said to Qin Jin: "Remember, he stole his life from a man named 'Xuan Yu'. From now on, there will be two groups of people chasing after him." To kill you——Xuanyu and Guicha. I am not a god, nor am I not a god. I can only help you to this point. Whether you live or not depends on your own destiny. So, Qin Jin, he took care of you for 18 years before his death. , now do you want to give up the fame and fortune you have gained over the years, and accompany him to the end of the world?"

"Of course, you don't need anything."

"I don't recognize him." Jiang Feng turned to Feng Xiao and said firmly after tilting his head to look at Qin Jin for a long time.Feng Xiao ignored it.Qin Jin felt a little disappointed on his face.

"Maybe wherever he goes, people will see him as a monster."

"I will protect him."

"But I don't know him. Really." Jiang Feng still insisted, he was extremely unwilling to be with him, like a child with a bad temper.It's like revenge for Qin Jin's 18 years of ruthlessness.

"Jiang Feng..." Qin Jin pulled him half crying and half laughing.

"Who are you?" Jiang Feng shook off disgustedly, pulling Feng Xiao's sleeve corner as if asking for help.

"Get away. Don't know what kind of couple rings to wear?" Feng Xiao waved her hands away domineeringly.

Jiang Feng looked down, and sure enough, there were identical rings, but Qin Jin had the same one.Frowning a little dumb.

Feng Xiao took out a monkey rubber band from his trouser pocket, put the two wrists together and put them together...it broke.Immediately speechless face.A black wind rose from behind, and the two groups approached fiercely.I had no choice but to pull out one of my beautiful hairs, tied the two hands together, drew a circle on it with my fingertips, and the hair disappeared immediately, "You, follow him, and you will feel flustered if you leave ten meters away. You, remember, As a ghost, he has some spiritual blessings, sometimes there are entities that are sometimes untouchable, it all depends on his acceptance of you. So whether you can do it or not depends on you."

"..."

"One more thing, no matter whether you can hide from the chase or not, don't appear in front of Nalande again." Feng Xiao turned around and said, "Okay, let's run away."

The two were still in a daze.Feng Xiao was dissatisfied, and kicked one of them on the waist, Qin Jin just woke up from a dream and ran away with Jiang Feng.

Didn't ask why?If you didn't ask, then you didn't ask. Anyway, if you ask, he won't answer directly.The positive answer is - Nalande is a warm-hearted person, if he knows about this, he will definitely be forced to help Jiang and Qin to the end.He is not the aunt of the neighborhood committee, so he doesn't want to have any disagreements with the underworld because of irrelevant people.Hmph, to do this is already beyond the bottom line, and it's because Nalande would rather lose his legs in order to help these two people, he is so stupid that he can't stand it anymore.

As soon as Jiang and Qin left, the black wind rushed into the cemetery from the west.Feng Xiao stood still, letting the strong wind blow his clothes and hair flying, and when he came up to him, he threw his stick in front of him, which immediately stirred up a golden barrier.

"You're plotting against me!" Heifeng turned into countless monsters, all of which looked bigger and more ferocious than the ones seen last time, as if they were new species.A voice from the group of monsters said, and then the man with blue hair and gray eyes rushed to the front of the barrier. His sharp sword failed to break through horizontally and vertically, so he fell to the ground covering his violently heaving chest, and stared at Feng Xiao viciously, "You Plot against me!"

"It's not too stupid." Feng Xiao folded his hands, watching the invisible thunder cut scars on Xuan Yu's body, and ghosts floated up and down around him with a small chisel, saying "Hand over Jiang Feng's soul" While gouging his flesh.Now Xuanyu is in a very pitiful situation. While he has to endure the inexplicable loss of spiritual blood in his body, he also has to accept the punishment of the underworld for misunderstood him for "protecting the ghosts that should go to hell".

Xuan Yu couldn't break through the barrier of Feng Xiao, and turned to Jiang Feng's cemetery in anger, his ashes were scattered all over the sky: "Where is Jiang Feng!"

"Anyway, it's not here." Feng Xiao clasped her hands.

"Feng Xiao, after all, we have the same family and ancestors, you want me to die in this world?!"

"Tsk, why did I think so? If you didn't do everything possible to plot against me, and didn't chase after me in this world to hinder my work, how could you have this bad luck?" Feng Xiao smiled, "Why don't you go home quickly? Look at you Is there any way for the great father, Yan Ba, to help you settle down?"

"Surprisingly... using this despicable witchcraft to steal my spiritual blood, that bitch, Ah Si, really took refuge in you! Feng Xiao, you are cruel..."

"Who told you to touch my things." With a smile on his lips and eyes not smiling, "Kara Kala" squeezed his knuckles with a cold glow.Estimating the time, Jiang Qin and the two walked away, Feng Xiao also stopped and prepared to leave.

Anyway, the goal has been achieved.If he really wanted to duel with him in this world, even the spiritual power of the floating ice clan would not have the upper hand.

After turning around and taking two steps, the night suddenly became quieter than usual.Because the scenery in front of her was the same as usual, Feng Xiao didn't pay much attention and continued on her way home.After all, I promised my family to only leave for a few minutes.

But the more I walked, the more I felt something was wrong. There was wind and no sound around me, and the lights on the road in the distance seemed to be distorted.Just as he was about to use his spiritual power to find out what was wrong, he heard a rush of hooves behind him.

Before he could turn around, the sound of hoofbeats was already behind him, Feng Xiao subconsciously turned to dodge to avoid being trampled.At this moment, my heart is still clear and calm, thinking that there must be something strange in it, and I should observe and deal with it carefully next.I saw a three-foot-tall golden-headed Fei Lian passing by without stopping.A tall and handsome silver-haired man with a golden sword armor on the back of a mighty elk-like beast turned around to look at him when he passed by, Feng Xiao couldn't help but exclaimed: "Brother?"

"Brother." The man was sharp and concise, "Be obedient and grow up quickly. From now on, our clansmen will rely on you to protect us."

"What about you?" Where are you going?

"Brother, remember, even if the gods want to kill me Jiuli, you can't give in. If there is such a time, it doesn't matter if you kill the gods!"

After the man finished speaking, he turned around and drove the Feilian beast away at a gallop.

The next moment, a knife flashed across the sky, and his brother's body was pierced through the heart, hot blood splashed on Feng Xiao's face, and he was caught off guard.But when his heart was beating violently and he closed his eyes for a while, and then raised his hand to wipe it off, there were no traces on his face.

At any time, Feng Xiao would never believe anything he saw, but this time it involved the most painful memory in his heart, so he had to be impulsive.The knife-wielding man turned his face sideways, his face was half-discovered, and the more he tried to see it clearly, the more plausible it seemed.The man let out a soft "sneer", turned around and strode away.

"Stop!" Feng Xiao clenched his fists and chased after him.But the more you chase, the farther you chase, the more you lose sight of your target, the less you see, the more curious you become, and the more curious you become, the more focused you are on chasing.It wasn't until one step was lost that I sighed in my heart, "Oh my god, I was fooled".However, it was too late.