The ancient dragon embankment of Ruoshui Three Thousand

No one can match Gu Qianyue's hard work. No one would have thought that Xiaolong's Tears were the only key to open the tomb.Wu Xie was sober in his heart. Gu Qianyue did this because he didn't want outsiders to disturb him. He seemed to have been waiting for the person who bound him all his life, the heart that could never let him be carefree and smile.

On that snowy night, the violent wind playfully and coldly cut the skin, hurt the eyes, and pierced the heart.Wu Xie failed to see the final outcome, let alone examine his own failure.The animal sculpture was lost on the couch of wind and snow thousands of years ago, and it was recovered by accident a thousand years later. Does this mean that he should resume his old duties and make up for his previous failures and debts?

The master of the dark world has always been played by heaven and man, and the connection of fate has never been shifted by personal consciousness.Maybe it is destined, it is the reincarnation of fate for a lifetime.

Wu Xie looked at Poker Ping in some surprise, and the latter's eyes responded to him without any concealment. This gentle look seemed to be able to melt the ice, but Wu Xie's instant avoidance once again buried the abundant greenness with the world of snowflakes the earth.I dare not raise my head to meet those indifferent and lonely eyes, whether I have already hurt him, there is no way to veto it, so who should I tell the hurt in my heart?How to heal?Zhang Qiling, can you tell me, what else can I trust in you?

Except for them, everyone seems to be replaced by excitement and surprise, and no one has noticed the two of them, one is swallowing the bitterness in his heart seeking relief, the other is burying thousands of sufferings and waiting for redemption...

The copper door was opened without any accident, and there were layers of coldness inside the dark door, like a terrifying ghost atmosphere shrouded in the surroundings. Inside and outside the door, the atmosphere was weird, as if a lacquered door separated two unrelated people. The world is more like a medium that is about to cross the Styx and enter the underworld.Xiao Kou hesitated and backed away, looking pitifully at the fat man, the fat man was bold and blocked Xiao Kou behind him like a flower protector, the big brother was full of style, finally he was able to get some oil and water, this is the biggest advantage of the fat man Motivation, but in front of beautiful women, you also have to put on a good show.

"Hey, sister Xiaokou, don't be afraid, brother fat will open the way for you." As he spoke, he took the brunt of it, and stepped into the door...

One after another, they entered the copper gates that looked like black holes in the universe. The surroundings were terribly silent, and the electric light was mercilessly swallowed by the darkness. It seemed that there was an invisible thick fog around them, and the visibility was only two meters.The only heat was sucked up, and the bone-piercing fear mixed with chills came from the bottom of my heart, like ghosts crying and wolves howling, stretching on and on.

Wu Xie walked past Poker-finger without expression or emotion. From Poker-flank's point of view, he looked like a sly soldier who had borrowed a way, which only made him feel a more painful chill.Wu Xie forced himself to suppress the unnaturalness, he couldn't let Poker Ping see the hysterical roar in his heart, that person's indifference and distrust towards him made him unable to bear this tragic powerlessness anymore.

Poker Ping bowed his head and was waiting to move forward. Zhuo Linyu grabbed him first and asked in a low voice:

"Qi Ling, do you regret it?"

"..."

"Don't blame me for being long-winded, don't forget the purpose of our coming here. Now I have sufficient evidence to prove that Wu Xie..."

"Stop talking." Poker Ping looked at Zhuo Linyu coldly, his slightly narrowed eyelids showed that he obviously didn't want to listen anymore.

"Aren't you deceiving yourself like this?" Zhuo Linyu couldn't restrain the unknown fire in his heart. It seemed that when the name Wu Xie was mentioned, the whole world would usher in a moment of war, or between him and Zhang Qiling, Wu Xie Evil is a bomb, once it touches it, it will definitely hurt, regardless of body or mind...

"Didn't you say that maybe there are other ways to do it?" Poker Ping, who has always been very self-reliant, now has a rare tone that is no longer indifferent.

"How do I know this? I admit that there may be, but we are running out of time after all. The probability is as low as snow in August. Could it be that you want to gamble your life on a miracle? Besides, if I hadn't said that at the time, Will you agree to bring Wu Xie in?"

"..."

"It was my fault in the past. I shouldn't have interfered with your freedom, and I shouldn't have done many wrong things because I was afraid of your leaving... But you can't make fun of your own life? Do you know how important you are to me? ? When you said forgive me, I really..."

"Lin Yu," Poker-Face sighed and interrupted Zhuo Linyu's excitement, "You saved my life, it doesn't matter how you treat me, I owe you that, but Wu Xie is innocent... . . . and I have always had brotherhood for you and nothing else."

"I know you... can't bear it, and I never have any illusions about you. I just care about you... What if... he is also willing?" Zhuo Linyu suppressed the sourness in his nose and tried to ease his tone. , Head-to-head confrontation is very unfavorable to him.

"I don't want to say the same thing again." Poker-Face turned around coldly.

Willingly, will you?People are selfish and cherish their lives, and they will never easily tie their lives to others.Even if Wu Xie would, just based on his current attitude towards himself, I'm afraid he would never be stupid again.Now Wu Xie will no longer believe him.Poker bottle sighed bitterly in his heart, if he hadn't agreed to Wu Sansheng's conditions at that time, if he hadn't insisted on keeping silent about Wu Xie, if he hadn't repeatedly lost confidence in each other's feelings, maybe everything would not have turned out like this...

"Kirin." Zhuo Linyu yelled anxiously, are you going to abandon the everlasting alliance with Qi for the sake of Wu Xie?

"Kirin?" Poker-Face stopped in his tracks without turning his head, "I don't remember that name for a long time." It's not about breaking the agreement with someone, it's just an inner struggle of not being able to make a choice.

Seeing Poker Bottle disappear into the dark copper door, Zhuo Linyu suddenly felt indescribable despair.For Wu Xie, are you willing to destroy the meaning of that name?Even if there is really another solution, he will never think about it again. In the past, he always thought that Sikong Chi's memory was the rope that tied the unicorn, but now Wu Xie made him annoyed by his muddled judgment again. As for feelings, he no longer dared to gamble. If he loses once, he loses most of it, so no matter what, he can no longer let it go.If he can't get it, he would rather lose to Sikong Chi than accept a fiasco without dignity—couldn't a thousand years of infatuation be worth a fleeting glance?

Zhang Qiling, if the other party is willing, you have nothing to say, right?It is not impossible to make Wu Xie sacrifice himself willingly. In addition to the stupid morality he firmly believes in, there is still a fatal trump card that has not yet been revealed. Thinking of this, the smile on the corner of Zhuo Linyu's mouth suppressed the anger in his heart. It seems that the time has come. Time to flop.

Walking through a dark road, everyone stopped.Thrilling ghost calligraphy and paintings suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, and I would never be swallowed by darkness in an instant when the electric light swept over. Groups of halos of light bloomed around the picture, like a colorful wall light box illuminated by neon lights, gorgeous and intoxicating.The murals describe many vivid stories from left to right, including the progress map of the grand architectural project, the grand scene of the emperor's enthronement ceremony, the bloody scene of fighting on the battlefield, and the peace and harmony of singing and dancing...

Poker Ping approached and stopped in front of a picture. It was a scene of a young man in white picking lotus. The young man's face was portrayed extremely vaguely. The immature face is smiling at the man standing in the shadows...

Poker bottle couldn't help approaching slowly, approaching... so close that he could clearly feel the young man's warm breathing and charming smile:

"Brother Qilin, you are finally back. I have been waiting for you for a long time." Beside the pool, the boy nodded and smiled.

Poker-face stared blankly at the young man in white in front of him. After a long time, his lips parted slightly, calling out a strange yet familiar name hidden deep in his heart: "Hey?"

The young man in white clothes opened his teeth, spoke in a gentle manner, his neat temples gathered soft black hair, and the refreshing and pleasant white lotus seemed to be the foil of his master.

In an instant, the dusty memory in the brain played out familiar clips like a projector, and the empty memory area was like a sandbag, filled with little sand leaking through the gaps. The handsome face of the young man gradually enlarged and became clearer, with a dewy honey color The lips gradually pressed together, and it was only a few feet away... Poker bottle felt as if his feet had grown nail boards, and he was so surprised that he couldn't move half a step...

The black glasses stared at the mural on the wall, and his eyes gradually blurred. In an instant, the surrounding scenery changed from darkness to open flames. The raging flames burned the earth and the sky, and the rushing flames almost burned a hole in the sky. The long fiery tail sprayed deadly poisonous fire... The black glasses had nowhere to hide, and his eyes flashed. Wu Xie hurriedly ran between the flames, his dull eyes completely ignoring the smoky clothes around him, and the fire followed the clothes Burned into the flesh and turned into puddles of blood... The black glasses shouted anxiously, fool, do you turn a blind eye to such pain?Suddenly a phoenix flew over, a flame rubbed a fire dragon and scorched the eyelids, the black glasses groaned in pain, the blue fire core burned the black lenses and eyeballs, touched it with hands, a bloody damp heat...

"Crack, crack." The black glasses were frightened, instinctively put on a defensive posture, opened their eyes, and in front of them was the anger of the fat man holding his bleeding nose:

"Damn, what are you doing? I just patted you because of your ugly face, and started to fight?"

The black glasses smiled apologetically, reached out to touch the tired eyelids behind the sunglasses, suddenly there was an inexplicable strangeness, this feeling was so real, so real that it seemed to have happened before, like a portrayal of a previous life.It's just that I can't understand why this illusion occurs.

"What's the matter? Everyone is weird." The fat man looked around at everyone. Except for him, Zhuo Linyu, and the black glasses who had just woken up, everyone else was frowning and sweating, as if they were fighting a nightmare , Some still seem to be wandering in their dreams, unable to escape the suffering of pain and anxiety.

The fat man was about to wake up the others, but Zhuo Linyu quickly stopped him:

"It's best not to do that. People who are wandering in the nightmare, unless they wake up with their own consciousness, it is easy to keep their souls in the nightmare and never be reborn."

The fat man looked at Zhuo Linyu suspiciously, half-believing.Zhuo Linyu seemed to see through his mind, smiled and continued:

"Heixia is lucky. If his luck is a little bit worse, maybe he will only have to collect paper money on this day of the year."

The black glasses pursed their lips and said nothing, looked at Wu Xie who was trembling beside him, closed his eyes tightly and endured the pain, it seemed that what he saw was more terrifying than what he saw, what exactly did he encounter?