Half-dead paulownia

(The Sumeru Peak, the capital of Anling Kingdom)

"Xiao Jinmo, you said that for the sake of the common people in the world, you will never make any concessions. I remember it, and I hope you remember it." "It's me, so what?" "You will never understand love because you are not worthy of it." "" "I don't live for the world at this moment, I just want to work hard for him alone." "Actually, you are a big man who is vulnerable once in a while, and you are much cuter than a fierce look!" "Xiao Jinmo, I want you to remember that even if the world Everyone hates you, and I, Anling Yuhao, will always stand by your side and protect you." Scenes, sounds, like memories, the sword fell to the ground. "Xiao...Xiao Jinmo." The bloodshot eyes faded, and the empty and confused eyes looked like a pity seeking comfort, and then fell into his arms, the Xiao Jinmo who made him fall into hell but tried his best to save him. .

"Little prince!" "Anling Yuhao!" Liu Meng and Meng'er ran over together, Xiao Jinmo hugged the fainted Anling Yuhao tightly, leaned against the tree, and wiped the bruises on his face little by little. The blood stains, as if carefully crafting an exquisite treasure, not allowing the slightest blemish to pollute the existence of beauty, still tears like rain.

The cub of the wolf also tremblingly ran to Xiao Jinmo's side, barking and rubbing against his body, showing no sign of fear at all, but very dependent on him.

"Don't worry, Mr. Xiao, the little prince is because..." Liu Meng explained nervously.

"I know." The three words spoken softly seemed to be telling a sad story.

"Why?" Menger asked puzzled.

"You child, what do you know so much about?" Liu Meng said with disgust.

"My child? Well you Liu Meng, you all know such an important matter, so don't let me know, hum!" Meng'er muttered unhappily.

"Meng'er, don't make trouble. I will tell you later when I have time. The most urgent thing now is to let the little prince have a good rest. We still have to collect the medicine. Now the time has been delayed. If we don't hurry up to gather the medicine, it will be too late." Liu Meng Said rationally.

"Oh, I forgot." Meng'er patted her head and said suddenly.

"You said there is the Valley of Myriad You in front of you?"

"Well, it's just ahead, we're already at the end of the woods."

"Okay, your injury seems to be serious?" Liu Meng looked at Meng'er's bleeding arm.

"Oh, it's okay, it's important to collect herbs." Meng'er squeezed out a smile.

"What a child, is there a need to be so stubborn?" As he spoke, Liu Meng grabbed Meng'er, "Crack!" and tore off the clothes on her injured arm.

"Ah! Liu Meng, you..." Meng'er was taken aback by this unexpected action.

"Shut up!" Then he took out a small bottle with blue patterns from his arms, bit off the cork with his mouth, and poured the medicine inside on the wound.

"Ah!" Meng'er yelled softly, and her eyebrows frowned.

"It hurts! Hold on, this is the best healing medicine in the palace. Fortunately, I carry it with me in case of emergency." As he said, Liu Meng tore off another sleeve from her other intact sleeve. , bandaged the injured arm.

"You!" Meng'er didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Then Liu Meng took off his coat and put it on Meng'er.

"Don't talk too much, listen to me, it's too late, I'm going to gather medicine, they must have someone to protect them, you are here to take care of the little prince and Xiao Jinmo, and take care of yourself until I come back." Without waiting for a reply, he hurriedly disappeared into the woods.

Watching the back of Liu Meng going away, Meng'er sighed softly, snuggled up with Xiao Jinmo under a tree, looked up at the sky, tears slipped down quietly.

"The remnant soldiers are defeated!" Suddenly, an ethereal voice appeared from nowhere, and frosty voices echoed in the woods.

Hearing the voice, Meng'er stood up alertly, "Who is it?"

"The person who took Anling Yuhao away." Without too many answers, he simply and directly explained the purpose of coming.

"With me here, no one is allowed to behave wildly."

"I don't have time to entangle with a fluffy girl, and I don't need your permission." A man wearing a huge black cloak appeared in front of them, flashing without a trace, with long black hair covering half of his face, The other half of the expressionless face showed a slight chill.

Meng'er stood in front of Xiao Jinmo and Anling Yuhao, trying to block his sight, but before he sensed his actions, the man in black had already passed Meng'er and came to them, which shows that he didn't take anyone at all. In his eyes, he would not pester him, the best way for him to do things is to win directly, without delaying a moment.

"Never allow it!" Xiao Jinmo finally stopped wiping, bowed his head deeply, but roared forcefully.

"Whoever gets in the way dies!" Vaguely, he saw that the cyan imprint on the face covered by the hair was changing, like Anling Yuhao's blood-red eyes just now, he didn't want to bother, so he just told her Xiao Jinmo's fate, a thousand-year-old hand choked Xiao Jinmo's throat, but the owner of that hand felt that the fragile person in front of him was also so cold.

The man in black was startled suddenly. It turns out that there are still people suffering from such a strange disease in the world, but it is a pity that they are not fellow patients at this time, but people who hinder the task. Besides, the person who has this disease is better to settle the settlement for him than to live. Otherwise, it will only be more painful. Only you can understand these pains, how much can outsiders experience?Thinking of this kind of grief, he couldn't help but grow stronger. Xiao Jinmo immediately let the suffocation spread all over his body. He didn't beg, let alone let go. The scene seemed familiar, the situation was similar, but the person in his arms was different. He hangs a thread for his life and will never let go of his toughness, so this time he is also willing to spend the last life with him.

The strength is getting stronger and stronger, breathing is getting more and more difficult, but the hand has never been released, and the eyes have become dark, is it dark?A gust of wind blew by, and the hair around his neck danced with the wind, Xiao Jinmo seemed to feel the briskness of himself going with the wind.

"Feng Yin?" A voice exclaimed.

Suddenly the sky and the earth were bright, with sunlight, green trees, grass, and Anling Yuhao in his arms.

"Cough cough..." Xiao Jinmo panted heavily, not understanding why the other party let him go suddenly, and slowly raised his head, and at a glance, it was the disturbed eyes of this surprised man in black, with his lips slightly twitching. Trembling, with an inconceivable expression on his face, he who has always been expressionless has such a change. For those who know him well, this is something they have never seen in their entire life. A cold-faced and heartless ghost One of them, a Han Sha who has always killed people without blinking an eye, a filial son who is decisive and never betrays the king of ghosts, unexpectedly showed such a nervous expression today, Xiao Jinmo just stared at him suspiciously, not knowing what he was doing. The abacus in his heart, although he has such an iconic face, has a vicious heart.

But what Xiao Jinmo didn't expect was that there was no further action, but two words were forced out of his throat, and he called softly: "Feng'er!"

(The Sumeru Peak, the capital of Anling Kingdom)

Feng'er, these two words were gently called out from the mouth of the man in black.

Then came Xiao Jinmo's questioning expression, "Feng'er?" He couldn't help asking back.

"Feng'er, are you really Feng'er?" In the eyes of the man in black, there was no ferocity in his eyes, but there was such an imperceptible gentleness, and the red mark on the covered part of his hair had already faded back to blue.

"Young master, I'm not Feng'er." Xiao Jinmo replied softly, he didn't want to touch this man who looked evil but made people feel affectionate.

"No, you can't lie to me. You are Feng'er. After the evening of that day, why is it that you will be gone forever?" Trembling and questioning, there was a voice of reluctance and resentment, and she stretched out her hand to gently touch Xiao Jinmo's neck maple leaf imprint.

"My lord, I don't understand what you're talking about. I think you've got the wrong person." She explained cautiously.

"You are the only one with maple leaves in the world. Why? Why do you want to escape? Do you understand the pain of waiting for the oath alone?" roared emotionally.

"My name is Xiao Jinmo." He replied in a low voice.

"No, you're not Xiao Jinmo, you're Feng'er, you're the Feng'er who would rather offer the medicine to heal the pain of an insignificant poor person, but endure the pain himself." As if stuck in memory telling.

"Brother Jinmo is indeed in poor health, and he is always helpful and kind-hearted, but he is not the Feng'er you mentioned!" Meng'er was already standing beside them.

"Could it be because?" The man in black seemed to remember something, and didn't continue talking.

"Because of what?" Meng'er asked curiously, as if she had forgotten that the person in front of her was the one who almost killed them just now.

"Xiao Jinmo, are you really unwilling to let go of the person in your arms?" Meng'er's question was ignored, and his eyes never left Xiao Jinmo for a moment, as if the person in front of him would disappear again if he didn't pay attention. without a trace.

"Until death." The answer was only four words, but it was vigorous and powerful, and no one could shake it from its firmness.

"Okay, you have to know that it's impossible for you to stop me. The person I want to take away won't have a chance to stay, but I can let him go with a condition."

"What condition?" Xiao Jinmo tightly hugged Anling Yuhao who had been in a coma.

"I want you to replace him, you must go with me." Domineering every word, with the confidence of winning.

"Don't promise him, brother Jinmo, he is not a good person at first glance, maybe once you go, you will..." Meng'er said excitedly.

"Okay, it's a deal, but I have to send Anling Yuhao back to make sure he's safe and sound before I can trust you." It's another promise, but it has already carried too much. Today's no hesitation is just for you. The fog of the future.

"At noon tomorrow, I'll see you at the entrance of Xumi Taoist Temple." As if showing off, he announced the deadline.

"It will be on time." He didn't continue to stare at the man in black, but just lowered his head and continued to wipe Anling Yuhao's blood.