Reborn in the fish tank of the enemy's family

boom--

The door of the room was kicked open forcefully, and Sheng Yao broke into the room, only to see a room full of paintings.There are landscapes and portraits of people. On the drawing board are pavilions and pavilions under the misty rain. A person is standing with a blue wide sleeve and an umbrella, and the paper umbrella covers half of the person's face.

She didn't need to look carefully to know that it was herself in the painting.But at this time, she didn't have so much leisure time to appreciate it. She went through the whole house inside and out, up and down, and finally sent a voice transmission to the other people in the group: "No, no one is here."

"Will you go out for a walk?" He Xiao asked.

"Impossible. He will never go out without a drawing board. Even if he doesn't, he will take a camera. These are all in his room." Sheng Yao's expression was quite ugly. She looked up, and today was darker than yesterday. It was even more gloomy, and the rolling dark clouds were menacing, pressing down the sky very low.

Why is it today, why this person disappeared today.Sheng Yao tightly clenched her fists, and her eyebrows were tied into a knot. Could it be that everything in the past will repeat itself, and in this life, will she watch the other party die in front of her eyes.

"It was a time of turmoil in the northern border, and the barbarians invaded our Suiyou land. The flames of war raged, and the people were in dire straits. Princess Zhaoren's son-in-law, Bai Xihe, was unparalleled in intelligence and resourcefulness. Now he is promoted to be the first-rank general of Dingbei University, leading one hundred thousand elite soldiers, to pacify the northern border. Rebellion, leave immediately, without delay."

When the new wind blows, the young general's white robe under the silver armor is blown. He is carrying a spear, kowtowing to the leader, bidding farewell to his wife, children, old and young, whipping his horse, and rushing to the battlefield.

The smoke from the war is mixed with the wind and sand in the north, and the border guards are sitting around a group, toasting for tomorrow's battle with the bonfire and spirits. The veterans use the leaves as flutes to play the music of homesickness. , slowly unfolded the picture scroll hidden in the sleeve.

"Is the general homesick? Is Princess Zhaoren in this painting?" The soldier fetching water for him had clear eyes and looked less than 15 years old.

"Ah..." Bai Xihe hurriedly put away the scroll, hid it in his chest, and shook his head lightly: "No."

The little soldier stopped talking, put down the basin, and backed out. He didn't whisper to the people around him until he was far away: "The son of the prime minister, Princess Zhaoren's son-in-law, and a flower stand who can only write and draw with a pen, what do you use to lead the soldiers to fight?" ?”

"Do you really think that he is here to fight?" The man sneered, looked up at the stars in the night sky, and said: "The prime minister's son wants to be an official, His Majesty has to think of a reason to make him logical. In the rear, the worst is to abandon the city and flee, and we are not the ones who sacrificed their lives."

"That makes sense." Xiao Bing nodded, and the two walked away while talking.

On the soil slope not far away, the figures of a man and a woman were wrapped in dark night clothes. Yao Peizhou stood with his hands behind his back, his brows were cold, and he landed on the coach's tent, which was reflected by the candlelight, and asked her: "Did you hear me? Recognize him as a small yamen with the name of a general."

Sheng Yao sneered: "I've never heard of anyone from the Yamen coming to the battlefield to beg for fame!"

"Sheng Yao, we can only watch." Yao Peizhou looked serious, as if he had already guessed what the people around him were thinking.

Sheng Yao's hands were tightly clenched into fists, and a cold light burst out in her eyes. She kept her eyes on Bai Xihe in the tent, and saw that person patted his chest lightly, where he had just put the painting.

"I know." Sheng Yao took a deep breath and squeezed out these three words from between his teeth.

Knowing it is one thing, being able to do it is another.

When she watched the ground turn into scorched earth, corpses littered the field, and the wailing of dead souls hovered over the entire northern border, she went crazy and wanted to rush over.The general's silver armor was completely stained with blood, and a bloody wound was drawn on that handsome and elegant face by the enemy leader.

"Let go!" Sheng Yao turned around and glared.

Yao Peizhou imprisoned her with an enchantment, with a cold and distant expression: "As I said, we can only watch, and you can't change anything."

"Then you let me watch him die?!" Sheng Yao almost lost her mind. She tried desperately to break free from Yao Peizhou's barrier, but it was all in vain.

"The human world changes, and it's not up to you and me. If you want to forcibly change your fate against the sky, he and you will never end well!" Yao Peizhou tightened the barrier expressionlessly, regardless of her struggling.

puff-

The sharp and sharp weapon pierced through Bai Xihe's chest, piercing him through, and the spear in his hand fell to the ground.He glanced at this end as if he had noticed something, blood dripped down the corner of his mouth, he couldn't see Sheng Yao who was sealed in the enchantment, and he couldn't see the other party because he was tearing his heart screaming and struggling.

They are clearly close at hand, but they cannot see each other.

But he was still unwilling to fall down. He pulled out the sword at his waist and swung it at people, his eyes were firm, and every word was filled with blood: "Xiao Xiao barbarian, who violated our border, we will punish him!"

When he was the only one left, he was already exhausted, but he still refused to put down the sword in his hand, and desperately stabbed the enemy general who was attacking him, decapitating him, blood spattered everywhere, blurring his vision. eyes.

He felt a stabbing pain all over his body, and when he lowered his head, he realized that he was already surrounded by the enemy, and the spears in their hands rushed towards him, piercing him completely.

The last weapon in his hand finally fell to the ground.

"No, no, no----!!!" Sheng Yao desperately smashed the invisible wall between them, and fell to the ground in a daze, the sky was full of yellow sand, and she went straight to the sky with her cry of pain and despair.

Her black hair was scattered, her eyes were red, and she watched him fall down.The blood stained the sand in Saibei red, merged into a trickle and seeped into the cracks in the ground.

A heavy downpour fell from the sky, and the ground was covered with remains and bones, forming the most solid shield, protecting the mountains and rivers thousands of miles behind.Sheng Yao scraped open one corpse after another, and finally found the bruised and bruised Bai Xihe.

She wiped off the blood on his face with the rain, and the tears in her eyes and the rain splashed on his face together. This was the first time in her life to look closely at him, but it was also the last time.

She embraced him in her arms and repeated over and over: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Something fell out of his arms, and it just landed in Sheng Yao's hand, it was the painting.It was already stained with blood, and when it was unfolded, a small section was torn to pieces and crushed into paper scraps. That was her standing in the midst of misty rain and mountains and rivers in a green shirt.

It was as if someone used a blunt knife to cut the flesh of her heart one by one. The flesh was bloody and couldn't be cut off. She could only torture her repeatedly and saw her wound repeatedly.

Yao Peizhou stood behind her and used his spiritual power to prop up a barrier for them, blocking the icy rain.She glanced at him sideways, and asked: "Yao Peizhou, if it was Shi Xuan who was in such a situation today, would you still take it lightly, stand on the sidelines, and say that the human world can't be changed by you and me?"

"..." Yao Peizhou didn't speak, his cold eyes were fixed on the distance, and he didn't know where he was looking. Hearing the pattering rain outside the barrier, he opened his mouth in a low voice after a long time, Spit out one word: "Yes."

"Heh," Sheng Yao sneered, with a hoarse voice: "You really deserve to be the superintendent, with a natural fickleness."

Unexpectedly, Sheng Yao's words became a prophecy, and Shi Xuan sacrificed himself to Xiang Liu in Sangze Mountain a thousand years later.It wasn't until that moment that Yao Peizhou realized how indifferent and ruthless he was when he blocked Sheng Yao.

He didn't take his anger out on Ling Tingke who blocked his way, because he had done the same thing before.

After bathing, Yao Peizhou reached out to wipe off the mist on the mirror, and looked at himself in the mirror.The fingertips caressed the chest, and after the light faded, the originally clean and flawless chest revealed its original appearance.

Gruesome and terrifying scars intersected and intertwined on his chest, very much like Xiang Liu's appearance when he opened his teeth and claws.The sinister and evil laughter of the fierce god before dying still echoed in his ears. It said:

"Baihu, my curse will follow you forever, until you are completely destroyed."

"Then you can curse." Yao Peizhou glanced at it coldly, then cut off Xiangliu's last head with a swing of his spear, and said softly in the rain of blood: "Anyway, I have nothing to lose .”

"Boss, did you hear that?" Cen Zelin's voice broke in, interrupting his thoughts.

Yao Peizhou responded: "He's gone, and then?"

"He was really abducted by Jiang Yunxiu, right? You said that there is no grievance in the past, and there will be no vengeance in the present." Cen Zelin said, "What is this Jiang Yunxiu trying to do? What benefits did that snake demon promise her?"

"I don't know, I asked Tan Sinian to investigate." Yao Peizhou stretched out his hand and wiped his chest while speaking, and the scar disappeared without a trace immediately. He opened the bathroom door and went out, putting on his clothes. Hanging the clothes at the door, and then said: "Go and check Jiang Yunxiu's past and present lives, maybe you can find out something, you ask Xuan Ting to find Sheng Yao, watch her and don't let her mess around, she is about to come, don't fall into it Got it."

"Uh......"

After receiving the order, Xuan Ting went to Fei Jingxing's temporary residence and saw the scene in the house through the French windows. He didn't know how to deal with it for a while, and was in a dilemma.

After a while, he sent a voice message to Cen Zelin with difficulty: "I think it's better if I don't go in and disturb."

Fei Jingxing stood at the door of the room with a large bag of snacks in his arms, looking at Sheng Yao who suddenly appeared in his room with a dull expression.The girl, with a penitent, sullen expression, was standing before her easel, lost in thought.

"You..." Fei Jingxing said blankly, "You are?"

Sheng Yao woke up like a dream, and turned to look at him. This was the first time she had met him in this life, and those prying eyes hidden in the dark in the past could not be counted.

She was a little nervous, she didn't even know where to put her hands, and her mind was blank.She cleared her throat, adjusted her expression, and pretended to be calm: "I...I went to the wrong room, sorry."

She can be regarded as someone who has seen the world. Whether it is Xiaoqing by the West Lake in Hangzhou thousands of years ago or Yingshi who was famous in MGM in Shanghai in the past, she has seen countless people and has rich experience; Why did I get nervous when I got in front of this person.

But she was still able to maintain her superficial calm and elegance, walked past Fei Jingxing leisurely, and was about to leave.

When I passed by, I wore a burst of rose-scented fragrance.Fei Jingxing, who hadn't fully turned his head around, let go of his hand as if waking up from a dream, and the snacks in his arms fell all over the floor. He reached out and grabbed Sheng Yao's wrist, and looked at her sideways: "Wait, what's going on here?" Miss, we... have we met somewhere?"

More than just seeing him, thousands of years ago, when he was dying of illness, he stubbornly said that he would be buried in Qingbo Gate in the future.At that time, Sheng Yao was still the carefree Xiaoqing who had everything going his way. From the moment he met him, he knew that the most heart-wrenching thing in this world was love.

He was dying, but he still stubbornly held her by the corner of her clothes, and kept saying that he wanted to stay with her forever.Bai Suzhen told her - "You have to wait until you have practiced for a thousand years, and when you achieve a positive result, when the snake poison in your body is completely eliminated and you can combine with others, you will be able to truly stay together."

"I..." Sheng Yao opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say. She wanted to laugh at this little bastard for his old-fashioned way of striking up a conversation, but she couldn't say it when it came to her mouth.When she looked into those clean and clear eyes, her heart suddenly softened.

She turned around slowly and looked at Fei Jingxing quietly. At that moment, all her emotions spread down her eye sockets like a waterfall.Thousands of years of waiting and experience, several times of life and death, reincarnation III, finally freeze in this scene.

Sheng Yao raised his hand, caressed his cheek, and touched his eyebrows with his fingertips: "Yes, we..."

boom--

On the mountain not far away, a thunderbolt split open.

The original soft eyes changed color in an instant, she raised her head and looked out of the window, the originally pitch-black hills were flickering with lightning, the hurricane was howling, and the rainstorm was approaching.

She wakes up in a hurry, knowing that this is not a good time to get to know each other, and there are still unknown dangers waiting for her to face her.She chuckled lightly, with a slightly frivolous smile on her face, and said to Fei Jingxing: "Little brother, the way to strike up a conversation is too old-fashioned, no one would have taken the bait ten years ago."

After saying that, he calmly pulled his wrist out of his palm and left in a hurry.

"No..." Fei Jingxing looked at her hastily leaving back, and murmured to himself, "I really seem to have seen it somewhere."