Sick beauty why is he like this [rebirth]

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It is raining heavily in Sky City.

In An's mansion, it was at the lotus waterside pavilion where the assassination took place that day. Ye An was kneeling alone in the courtyard outside the waterside pavilion, his whole body was already drenched.

Dark red blood oozes from his wound, and the rain mixed with blood, meandering under him, it is shocking to watch.

However, the servants in the side corridor came and went, but no one dared to take a look into the courtyard.

The patriarch who had been in seclusion for a long time left the seclusion on the second day after the assassination. He was furious and scolded his youngest son. Then he mercilessly drove Ye An out of the house, who was still recuperating, and ordered him to kneel in the courtyard reflect.

Just outside the water pavilion where Ye An was assassinated.

"Just kneel here and remember how that spy assassinated you!"

"You actually fell in love with a secret work of a ghost clan... want to know your own identity!"

"If you don't understand, just kneel here and apologize to those who died at the hands of the ghost clan's spy!"

The head of the family was furious, and no one dared to persuade him.

Yean knelt for a whole day and night in the pouring rain.

Dressed in brocade clothes, the young man's face was pale, his clothes were drenched and clinging to his body, bloody halos spread from his wounds, his figure was already precarious, as if he was about to fall down at any moment.

"Boom--!"

Thunder and lightning illuminated the lotus bank, and amidst the dense rain like drumbeats, there was a sound of footsteps that seemed to come, and finally stopped in front of Ye An.

"Snapped."

A phonograph quilt was still on the ground, rolled along the ground for a while, and just stopped at Yean's hand.

"Why, don't you dare to read what he has to say?" Patriarch An said in a low voice sarcastically, "What is the lover you protect with all your heart thinking...you don't want to know?"

Patriarch Anfu suddenly raised his voice, mercilessly forcing the young man to face his fear.

"Don't want to know—or don't dare to know?"

The boy kneeling on the ground trembled slightly, and reached out to take the phonograph stone.

The moment his fingertips touched it, the voice belonging to Eleven sounded.

"The dignified leader of the espionage department, Mr. An, who killed countless spies from the ghost clan, ended up falling in love with a spies who wanted to kill him."

"Isn't that the funniest and funniest joke ever?"

"... Let him kill me... Isn't it just right?"

"Guess...if Ye An comes here, will he kill me...or let me go?"

"Boom."

After the phonograph finished playing, it automatically muted and returned to the appearance of an ordinary stone, but the hand holding it was still tightly clenched, and the knuckles were astonishingly white, as if the owner of the hand was suppressing extremely turbulent emotions.

After a few breaths, the hand suddenly loosened as if discouraged, and the phonograph stone rolled to the ground and was smashed to pieces with a "bang".

The young man kneeling on the ground lowered his head, his eyes were dim, and his whole body was visibly exhausted, and he could no longer see a bit of his former arrogance and high spirits.

Even so, he still didn't say a word, as if he was doing silent and powerless resistance with silence.

"You are the son of Anfu, the former head of the spy department, and everyone is watching you."

The Patriarch's meaningful voice fell from above his head, as if he was giving an ultimatum, with a strong sense of warning in his tone.

"Are you going to lose everything for a spy with ulterior motives?"

The boy kneeling on the ground slowly raised his head.

"Bang!"

A sword was thrown in front of the young man. There was a silver-white glow flowing around the blade, impregnated with cold and ruthless killing intent.

"Yingan, you know exactly what to do."

"Don't let the city lord and me down."

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A moment later, the boy kneeling on the ground leaned over to pick up the sword, and staggered to his feet.

Only then did the Patriarch of the An Mansion nodded in satisfaction, and motioned for the guards on the side to step forward and take Ye An away.

The distraught young man didn't make any resistance, and let the attendants clasp his shoulders and lead him all the way away from the waterside pavilion.

He was taken to the dungeon of Anfu.

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"Tick-tick--"

Everyone in the dungeon has retreated, and it is so quiet that there is no sound, only the sound of water drops continuously falling can be heard, and the silence is so desperate.

Ye An went all the way to the depths of the dungeon, and soon saw the cell where Xu Shishi was held.

The door is open, because there is no way for the prisoners imprisoned to escape.

Xu Shishi knelt on the ground, his hands and feet were strangled to death by iron chains, stretched so tightly that even his neck was wrapped in iron shackles and fixed in one place, unable to move his whole body.

The Anfu government will never show mercy to ghost clan spies who dare to deceive and humiliate their young master.

Hearing the sound, Xu Shishi could only slowly roll his eyes to look at the person coming.

When he saw Ye An and the sword in Ye An's hands, a faint smile appeared in his eyes.

Ye An was shocked when he saw the scene in front of him.

"eleven!"

He quickly released the formation in the dungeon, and then used his sword to split the imprisonment that restrained Xu Shishi. He wanted to catch Xu Shishi who was unable to fall, but because he was also extremely weak, he fell to the ground with both of them hugging each other. .

The two laughed at each other's embarrassment at the same time.

Xu Shishi looked at the sword in Ye An's hand, his eyes stayed on the faint silvery white spiritual fire that was gradually igniting, and a thoughtful look flashed across his eyes.

He straightened his body slightly, faced Ye An, looked at the person in front of him quietly, and asked the exact same sentence when he was in the water pavilion.

"Are you ready?"

Ye An tightened his five fingers holding the sword slightly, looked at Xu Shishi as well, smiled slightly and said, "I hope our guess is correct."

"If it's wrong, we can only apologize to His Highness." Xu Shixi said jokingly, "Of course it's also possible that we won't have that chance."

No one knows whether the life and death in the mirror of sky will be reflected in the outside world.

Even if someone has already seen it clearly, they will not tell others.

The mirror of emptiness asks the heart, between life and death, it can better ask the mind.

Ye An smiled lightly, leaned forward, and kissed the corner of Xu Shishi's mouth.

They exchanged a deep kiss.

At the same time, Ye An raised his sword with his right hand, and stabbed it from behind Xu Shishi without hesitation. The slender sword pierced Xu Shishi's body, entered into Ye An's body again, and finally passed through his back. .

On the tip of the sword was the blood of two people.

Ye An and Xu Shishi were startled at the same time.

Xu Shiyi pulled Ye'an towards him, allowing the sword to sink deeper into their bodies.

Blood spewed out from the fatal wound on the heart, instantly staining the clothes of the two people red, blood froth overflowed from the corners of their mouths, but they still kissed like no one else.

The silver-white spiritual fire suddenly ignited from the blood on the tip of the sword, rose into the air, and turned into a sea of ​​flames in no time, quickly engulfing the entire dungeon.

The figures of Ye An and Xu Shiyi could no longer be seen clearly.

That silver-white spiritual fire can burn everything up.

They hugged each other to death without leaving any traces in the world.

"on fire!"

"Young master is still inside!"

"My God, the rain can't put out this fire!"

The strange white sea of ​​flames soaring into the sky plunged Anfu into panic.

The place where the fire was set was Anfu's dungeon.

The secret agent of the ghost clan was imprisoned inside, and the young master had just entered it.

If this fire can't be extinguished...

"Don't waste any more effort."

When everyone was panicked and at a loss, there was a majestic voice suddenly.

There was an instant silence outside the dungeon.

The speaker is the Patriarch of An Mansion.

The head of the family looked at the sea of ​​flames expressionlessly, and sighed across his eyes, but his voice was still ruthless.

"This is a fire that kills the spirit, and it will stop only when everything with spiritual power is burned."

"Establish a forbidden spirit array, surround this area, and wait for the spirit fire to go out by itself."

After he gave the order, he turned and left, leaving only a vague sentence.

"It's his own choice."

No one can pretend not to know the meaning behind this sentence.

Everyone looked at the sea of ​​flames, some cried bitterly, some were silent, and their mood could not be calm for a long time.

In the end, the young master of Anfu did not make the choice that everyone hoped for.

But he made his choice.

An also did not betray Sky City.

Until his death, he was still the proud and reckless young master of Anfu, he did not want to bow his head to the world, he chose to express his heart in his own way.

For the sake of Sky City and his duty as a nobleman in the city, An also chose to kill Eleven.

But for his own love, he chose to die with that ghost clan.

No one can say whether it is right or wrong for Qing An to do the same.

But perhaps for that young man, it doesn't matter to him what others judge is right or wrong, merit or demerit.

He just needs to know his own mind.

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……

"boom!"

Ye An and Xu Shiyi fell from mid-air one after the other, and smashed hard into the pit on the ground.

They got up in a daze, and saw Qi Xiaoqi lying on the edge of the pit with a smirk on his face, waving and shouting at the bottom of the pit.

"Welcome back--"

Looking at the dirt in the palm of that silly boy, one can tell who dug the hole at a glance.

Ye An and Xu Shiyi rolled their eyes at the demon boy at the same time.

They looked back at each other and laughed together again.

"Choose the right one."

"Ah."

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When the white spirit fire rose into the sky from Suzaku Street, two people in the City Lord's Mansion knelt down in front of Gu Jing and Xiao Chongyan.

Bai Luo and Ling Rongqing knelt side by side and spoke at the same time.

"Master, I want to be with Ah Qing."

"City Lord, please complete it."

Gu Jing didn't speak.

The request of the two of them is obviously not just about the relationship between the vice-castle lord and the ghost clan in the empty mirror.

Gu Jing glanced at the side.

Beside him, Xiao Chongyan seemed to be in a daze casually, but judging from the unconscious knock on the handrail, Gu Jing knew that Xiao Chongyan was deducing it with his spiritual sense.

After a while, Gu Jing's shoulders sank, Xiao Chongyan lazily leaned over, raised his eyelids and let out a soft "um".

That meaning can roughly be understood as "I am sure".

"Thank you, the city lord."

The two kneeling under the seat seemed to be pardoned, and they immediately bowed down and bowed down, extremely respectful and grateful.

Gu Jing: "..."

He waved his hands helplessly to signal the two to leave quickly, then turned to look at Xiao Chongyan, with a doting smile gradually appearing on his face.

"In this sky city... you are the one who decides, huh?"

Xiao Chongyan looked at him inexplicably, as if to say: "Isn't it?"

"The others have successfully passed the questioning game." Gu Jing didn't mind, but said quietly, "Now it's only the two of us, have you figured out anything?"

"It doesn't count." Who knows Xiao Chongyan shook his head, and said very seriously, "Ask the state of mind, it can't be counted."

Can't count, can't count.

How can the mind stand the calculation?

The room between the two fell silent for a moment.

After a long time, Gu Jing murmured and spoke, as if he was still thinking, but also as if he was guiding, the speed of his speech seemed a little slow: "The mirror of the sky is asking the heart, two people are a pair, asking about the mind..."

"What kind of mind should the two of you have together—"

His voice suddenly stopped.

Suddenly there was a slight rustling sound next to her ear, and Gu Jing felt that Xiao Chongyan, who was leaning on her shoulder, suddenly straightened up, her sleeves fluttered lightly, and she actually stood in front of the seat and looked straight at herself.

There seemed to be some confusion in Xiao Chongyan's eyes, but the confusion quickly dissipated. In the end, the red-eyed beauty seemed to be confirming something, and suddenly leaned forward, approaching Gu Jing's eyes.

Gu Jing looked at Xiao Chongyan's gradually enlarged eyes, and her heart suddenly missed a beat.

The next moment, there was a sweet breath on the corner of his mouth.

Xiao Chongyan grabbed his shoulders, bowed his head and pecked lightly at the corner of his mouth.

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Gu Jing suddenly opened his eyes wide.

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