The hand that catches the ghost trembles slightly

Xia Yu was really confused.

That white shadow was clearly the classical language that disappeared in the room.

What came up together with Mubi was the anger after being betrayed: "Classical?! You are actually with those bad guys?!"

Wen Yan slapped her with a backhand, and sent her flying, only to be caught by Zhu Junyang behind.

Xia Yu coughed up a mouthful of blood, leaving a bright red mark on the white hair.

Zhu Junyang's eyes also instantly turned blood red.

She put Xia Yu into her arms, cut her fingers with a sharp aura, and the blood was carried by the aura and fell on the talisman paper. The flames on the talisman paper instantly exploded, leading her to Wen Yan's side all of a sudden. The whip was whipped across his head.

Zhu Junyang was annoyed that he hurt Xia Yu, so he used [-]% of his strength.If he draws it hard, I'm afraid he can split his head.

Wen Yan also felt the threat of the whip, and when he got short, he rolled forward in a circle, and got up very nimbly.

The whip was whipped on the snow, and countless snowflakes turned into water vapor with a "sting" sound, turning the surroundings into a vast expanse of whiteness.Then it was drawn to the ground.After a loud noise, the snow-hardened ground shot out in lumps, and a crack several feet long appeared on the ground.

Wen Yan's figure was somewhat indistinct in the mist.He stopped running away, stood not far away, and said loudly: "You guys are so nostalgic, why do you want to drive me to death?"

Xia Yu wiped the blood from her mouth with her paws, poked her head out of Zhu Junyang's arms and confronted him: "Who cares whether you are dead or alive, enemy or friend? It doesn't matter to us if you die! You traitor! Loser! "

"Tch." The person on the other side of the steam sneered, "You don't have to care about my life, what about it?" The mist shone on Zhu Junyang's body: "You can't ignore its life or death, can you?"

Of course not, otherwise what would they do after them?

Xia Yu was so angry that she cursed: "Despicable! Worse than a beast! If I had known you were this kind of person, I would have beaten you until you didn't even know your mother!"

Zhu Junyang's icy eyes locked on his body: "Catch him with nothing."

Wenyan raised the corners of his lips calmly: "In this case, let's see if it is important enough in your hearts."

The turquoise light in his hand flickered, he threw Wuhu high, and then said leisurely: "I have sealed its aura, if it falls from this height, it will be smashed into meat, right?"

After speaking, he turned his head and ran away, and he was about to disappear.

Zhu Junyang roared, "Xia Yu!"

"Leave it to me!" Xia Yu jumped out from her, spread her wings in mid-air, and instantly grew in size, flying up to pick him up.

Zhu Junyang continued to follow classical Chinese.

Wuhu was thrown really high, Xia Yu quickly flapped his wings, and finally glided close to the ground when Wuhu was about to land, successfully letting him land on his soft back.

"Woohoo?" Xia Yu turned to him and asked, "Are you okay?!"

"Sister Xia..." A whining sound came from her invisible back, followed by a burst of severe pain.

"Roar!" Xia Yu let out a long and painful howl, and his body fell heavily on the snow, stirring up countless snowflakes.

The cold knife was inserted into her back, cutting open her flesh, hot blood gushed out like a fountain, and the heat wafted far away.

A pair of hands reached into her flesh and kept exploring, finally caught a cold stone, and then violently took it out of her body.

She heard Wuhu say: "Heart of Water, I will take it away first."

No!

"Get off!" Xia Yu twisted her body angrily, trying to throw him off the back, but was hit hard on the head.

Before she could even make a sound, her head dropped to the ground.

Even though his eyes were open, there was only darkness left in his vision.

Many secondary images flashed through her mind like a revolving lantern.

There is Xia Yueming's body falling on the snow, the blood is mixed with the white snow as it is now; there is also the appearance of Wuhu softly calling her sister Xia... In the end, these pictures were all broken into fragments and reassembled into a low-hanging picture. With closed eyelids and a smiling face around the corner of the mouth.

Zhu Junyang...

She slowly closed her dark blue eyes.

……

"Are you awake? Your wife is about to remarry."

? ?

Who the hell is giving shit? ?

Xia Yu sat up in shock from dying, and suddenly screamed in pain. Not only did his back hurt, but he was also dizzy and nauseated.

Yao Wenjing quickly pushed her back: "Don't move around, your wound hasn't healed yet!"

Xia Yu opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling in confusion: "Where is this? Who am I? Where am I?"

"Damn it? Don't tell me you've lost your memory so badly?!" Yao Wenjing was so scared that the apple in her mouth fell to the ground.

The memory before coma returned to his mind in an instant, Xia Yu held her hand with great difficulty, and said anxiously: "Wen Yan and Wu Hu have betrayed! The Heart of Water has also been taken away! Where is the boss!"

A familiar voice came from the door: "You just betrayed!"

Xia Yu looked sideways, and it wasn't Wen Yan who opened the door and walked in!

She struggled to get up, and said angrily: "How dare you show up?! Where's the boss?! What did you do to her?! I'm going to kill you!"

Wen Yan rolled his eyes: "Be smarter, the one you chased out was not me, and the one who hurt you was not woohoo. Zhu Junyang has been taking care of you for several days without sleep. She fainted just now, so I sent her to rest next door. "

Xia Yu was stunned: "What?"

Yao Wenjing explained: "The hotel is just a paper house, and the people inside are all little paper people. After you chased that white man out, a group of little paper people came to beat me up, and then I ran, beating me while I was running." , Later, there were more and more little paper figurines, so I gritted my teeth and stomped my feet, tore off a piece of paper curtain and burned it everywhere, and finally the whole house burned down, and Wuhu and Wenyan fell out of the air."

Wen Yan continued: "About my disappearance, I admit that I was unprepared for a while. After I arrived in northern Xinjiang, my predictive ability completely failed. I panicked and fell into their way. I was locked in an unknown In whose space. After all, I live by foresight, and my force is not that outstanding, so I couldn't get out for a long time. I don't know how long I was trapped. Anyway, it took a while. I didn't find a way to leave, but waited. After leaving Xiaobaize, it came directly to accompany me."

Yao Wenjing: "Then the two of us took Wuhu to look for you together. You didn't need to look carefully, the fire lit up the sky."

Wenyan: "We never went to northern Xinjiang from the beginning. The teleportation array was cut off halfway. The place we went to was an illusion built by the enemy with a big paper house and a small paper house. It was not so easy to get out, but the small paper house hotel It was burned, and the big paper house outside was also burned by Zhu Junyang, and the illusion was naturally broken."

Yao Wenjing: "It's just that I didn't see the fake woohoo and the fake classical Chinese that Zhu Junyang said. You turned back into a human form and lay with Zhu Junyang covered in blood. You almost scared us to death."

Wenyan: "Later, the three of us brought you two to the real northern Xinjiang. Zhu Junyang was in a coma for half a month, and you were half a month longer than her."

Yao Wenjing: "After Zhu Junyang woke up, he said that someone pretended to be him and Wuhu to trip you up, and said that the purpose of this group of people is the heart of God."

The two of you said one sentence to another, explaining the ins and outs of the matter not too badly.

But Xia Yu still had doubts in his heart.

The person pretending to be Wuhu forcibly took Shenxin from her body. According to his procedure, she should have died a long time ago, otherwise she would not have seen those revolving lantern scenes...

So how did Zhu Junyang save her?

With such an injury, what price should Zhu Junyang pay?

Xia Yu felt a headache from thinking about it for a while, and couldn't help retching twice.

"Stop thinking about it." Yao Wenjing hurriedly said to her, "You have a severe concussion, and your head is almost muddy. Don't think about it here. I'm afraid your brain will be useless in the future."

Xia Yu closed her eyes, her eyelashes fluttered twice and then opened again, her icy blue eyes looked straight at her: "Boss... how is she?"

Yao Wenjing and Wen Yan looked at each other, hesitating whether to tell the truth.

Xia Yu's heart sank, and she said anxiously: "What's wrong, big brother?!" As he spoke, he got up and went to find Zhu Junyang.

Yao Wenjing and Wen Yan quickly stopped her together, Yao Wenjing said: "Don't move around! Zhu Junyang is fine, she just fell asleep, do you want to wake her up?!"

Xia Yu was dubious: "You...didn't lie to me?"

Classical Chinese said with disgust: "Is it meaningful to lie to you? Can we get money?"

Xia Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and collapsed on the bed again, becoming a bear cake.

She felt as if she had been in a coma for a century, and now every pore in her body was clamoring frantically to see Zhu Junyang.

It was a kind of emptiness from the inside out, and it was also panic, fear, and restlessness.

Her body was still exhausted after waking up, and she was even more exhausted after going through such a toss.

Xia Yu slowly closed her eyes, a few drops of physiological tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, and fell into a deep sleep again.

……

She didn't know how long she had been asleep, but she opened her eyes suddenly and shouted, "Zhu Junyang!"

Putting his hands on her head, Zhu Junyang said softly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Xia Yu turned her head, and it took a long time for her blurry vision to focus.

Then she froze.

In her sight, Zhu Junyang, with his hair as white as snowflakes that day, smiled at her with his eyes bent.

"You..." Tears quickly filled her eyes, she opened her mouth, and just as she uttered a word, she found that she was so choked up that it was difficult to make other sounds.

Zhu Junyang has two thick dark circles under his eyes, and his face is full of exhaustion, but he still has a smile on his face: "Isn't it good-looking?"

Xia Yu burst into tears immediately.

Zhu Junyang bowed his head and gently kissed away her tears: "Don't cry, the wound should burst."

Xia Yu forcibly suppressed the uncontrollable crying during these few steps, and occasionally gasped loudly, making a cry like a duck.

Zhu Junyang burst out laughing "puchi": "Why is my little duck crying?"

Xia Yu sniffed: "It's pretty, it's also pretty if it's dyed in the seven colors of Sha Matt."

Zhu Junyang was startled, his brows and eyes stretched, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.