"Xiao Tao, hide behind me."

In front of Xiao Tao, Zheng Xiu's bones swelled and his muscles were as hard as fine steel, like a standing steel cannon.

"Um."

After experiencing the initial panic, Xiao Tao stared blankly at the young master's back, feeling inexplicably relieved, and her trembling hands gradually returned to calm.

laugh.

After asking and answering questions, Zheng Xiu's cheek was cut with a blood mark, his skin and flesh turned up, and blood flowed down the muscle lines of Zheng Xiu's face.

Xie Luohe glanced at the wound on Zheng Xiu's face with his peripheral vision and clenched his fists.

Zheng Xiu's mood at this moment may be completely different from Xiao Xie's.

"Can't waste it."

Zheng Xiu silently wiped the blood from his face with the Luohe pen and looked forward at the person coming.

When they were leaving, the flowers wilted. Xieluohe stepped forward and touched them gently, causing the flowers to fall silently.

"on fire!"

"Let's go."

Xie Luohe put away the painting and suddenly laughed.

The Governor took a deep breath, regained his composure, and asked: "Are you from two hundred years in the future?"

She didn't even ask what the conversation between Zheng Xiu and Fan Yao meant.

One day.

A signal that a storm is coming.

Would that fire still have started last night and razed that place to the ground?

"There is an 'exit' in Gong Nie's treasure house, and on the other side is the 'eternal world' we live in! It took me forty years to find out this huge secret! Now, I give it to you as a token of appreciation.

Sincerity!”

"Unattainable."

"Have you ever thought that what you did is not what she wants?"

Until Fan Yao left with a faint smile.

"Of course I know!"

The governor was silent for a moment when he heard this, and then smiled bitterly: "Have you ever heard of the incomplete building?"

What if... it was like the experience in Baili Village, completely changing the reality he was familiar with?

But now, the second "monk" appeared in front of him and Xie Luohe without any warning, and knew everything about the ghosts. His few words were like a code, which made Zheng Xiu inadvertently feel sad.

Xieluohe got on his horse and rode out of the city.

Draw a "back view" for Xie Luohe every day.

"I've heard of it."

"Xu~"

"So that's it." The governor suddenly said: "I am one of the eight generals of the incomplete building, 'Yao General' Fan Yao."

"You know, like her, I am despised by heaven. The flowers I raise never last more than a season. The wild bees and butterflies will never stay by my side, Xie Luohe. She is the same."

"Since you can enter the ghost world, you are indeed an insider. Are you Ye Weiyang?"

At this moment, Xie Luohe looked ferocious and looked like a demon.

Fan Yao used two fingers to break Xie Luohe's arrow, threw it at his feet, put his hands behind his back and walked away, saying as he walked:

Zheng Xiu was speechless and found it difficult to refute.

The three of them headed to Bashan together.

Along the way, the ice and snow melted, flowers bloomed on the roadside, and the scenery was pleasant.

Unexpectedly, when Zheng Xiu asked this question.

"Return to normalcy!"

Fan Yao was quite regretful and had no intention of taking action. He turned around and walked towards the forest.

Zheng Xiu was stunned.

"I'm not." Zheng Xiu shook his head, without glancing towards Feng Bei, and said calmly: "An idle and strange man accidentally obtained a cannibal painting and was included in the painting."

"Similarly, it's hard to explain in one sentence." Zheng Xiu didn't want to talk about things related to "Fengbei" in front of Xie Luohe.

Since Gongsun Mo's influence disappeared, Fan Yao's appearance made Zheng Xiu begin to wonder whether what he was experiencing now was really just "Gongsun Mo's memory".

Xiaotao is like a little cotton-padded jacket.

Xie Luohe said softly: "Although you don't say it, I, Xie Luohe, know that you have never regarded me as Xie Luohe, only as her, the person named Fengbei."

"It's hard to describe in one sentence." Fan Yao sighed softly: "I accidentally got the scroll and was included in the scroll. For so many years, I have been..." Fan Yao lowered his voice, getting lower and lower. He finally looked at Xieluohe and closed his eyes.

Mouth. After a moment, Fan Yao asked: "Then, who is she?"

Soon after, the Hidden Sword Villa was submerged in a sea of ​​fire, and the sky-high firelight reflected Fan Yao's back, making it look a bit desolate.

In the distance, Hidden Sword Villa has turned into a sea of ​​fire.

Xie Luohe looked at a light blue nameless flower beside him, with its buds stubbornly popping out.

Fan Yao smiled slightly, stretched out his two fingers like lightning, and clamped Xie Luohe's arrow with great precision.

As the governor's hands loosened involuntarily, a few young leaves fell to the ground.

"I don't believe him."

On the opposite side, the governor who had forced Laman and Feiye to hurt people appeared, his expression changed drastically the moment he heard this question.

Zheng Xiu seemed to read "grievance", "helplessness", "shame" and other strange emotions from the horse's face. He pushed the horse's head away with a slap, while Xiao Tao quickly took out the remaining warmth and body from his arms.

A fragrant silk scarf, and she lovingly wiped the horse saliva from Zheng Xiu’s face.

alike.

Wherever he passes, everyone is in danger and should run if they can to avoid being killed.

Of course, Zheng Xiu did not let down his guard because of this, and he was very happy. He asked the question that he was most concerned about.

She couldn't explain why either.

Fan Yao looked surprised.

After a while.

He is the most popular figure in the imperial court today.

Dark lines emerged from the clothes and spread all over the body.

Zheng Xiu was still thinking about the relationship between "Monk" and "Fanyao". The atmosphere between the two eased, and Zheng Xiu asked the question that he was more concerned about.

After Zheng Xiu completed his daily tasks, he painted a picture for Xie Luohe.

The warm and moist tongue scraped Zheng Xiu's face hard, leaving drool all over his face.

"You always want to save her, save her, save her."

He thought it was a thrilling bloody battle, but Zheng Xiu didn't expect that it would turn out to be "meeting an old friend in a foreign land". Yes, since falling into the ghost world, "Fengbei" has become "Xieluohe". He knows everything about the outside but doesn't know anything about it.

If you don’t believe it, you just believe that you are Xie Luohe; “Monk” has become “Xie Yunliu”, it’s like becoming a completely different person. Not only does he have no previous memories, but his personality has also changed.

Youxiang moved away, and Zheng Xiu looked at Xie Luohe in surprise.

Zheng Xiu looked at the Hidden Sword Villa caught in the sea of ​​fire, his pupils shrank, and then looked at Fan Yao's back as he left, and vaguely understood the reason. Sure enough, this man was not a good man or woman.

"It's not a good time to discuss matters tonight."

The third day of March.

It was still the old rule, he didn't draw the front of Xie Luohe, and Xie Luohe didn't ask Zheng Xiu why he didn't draw her face. Every time he finished painting, Zheng Xiu always felt that he was only a little, a little short of opening the next door. But then

"Some" is like a natural chasm, insurmountable.

Neither Xie Luohe nor Zheng Xiu chased him out.

While Xiao Tao is not here.

Xie Luohe is smiling.

Fan Yao paused as he left, silent and with mixed emotions. A moment later, Fan Yao's laughter came: "In the blink of an eye, forty years have passed since the baby fell to the ground, like a big empty dream. It is difficult to distinguish the truth from the false.

!”

"How could you...become like this?"

Xie Luohe held the bow in one hand and couldn't help but hold his forehead with the other hand, frowning.

A hint of fish belly white lit up the sky.

Zheng Xiu was stunned.

"Legend has it that the secret of returning to normal life is hidden in Gong Nie's treasure house."

The sun rises, dispelling the darkness bit by bit.

Fan Yao appeared, and the century-old foundation of Zangjian Villa was turned into a fire.
To be continued...