Mad owl

The top of the mountain, the top of the tree, the branches are faint, cold and windless.

Di Cheng held Ye Wantong in his arms, and sat alone deep in a branch, looking up at the incomplete crescent moon in the sky.Watching obsessively, letting his thoughts wander powerlessly in his memory, recalling the past.

I have never been so hopeless today, I have never been so lonely tonight, and I have never been so...lost my soul... lost my soul...

In a trance, all pursuits, obsessions, and ideals have become blurred and empty, and everything in the world has returned to silence.

Di Cheng was already unable to regret, and had no intention to beg. At this moment, his mind was peaceful, deathly calm.His eyes were dull, looking up at the crescent moon, his heart was dead, his tears were dry, and he was powerless to plead.I just want to hold Wantong, just like this forever...quietly...staying together, cuddling and embracing each other.

Forever and ever, time stands still.

Xi Yuhuang and the others were worried about Di Cheng's situation, but they couldn't bear to disturb him, so no one followed, they stayed far away in the depths of the valley, leaving him an independent space.No one expected that Di Cheng's reaction would be so strong, and no one had ever seen him who is proud to fight the world... Lost his soul... as if his heart had died...

The night is darker, the mountain is quieter; the night has no wind, and the mountain has no trace.

It seems that between the heaven and the earth, there is only the crescent moon, the lover who cuddles, and the silent mountain forest for company.

The silver moonlight shed silently, creating this beautiful picture.But who can understand the sadness in the beauty, the loneliness in the tranquility, and the pity in the embrace, and who can understand it clearly.

Once dependent on each other, Yin and Yang are separated for a moment, what kind of heartbreak is this.

If he hadn't accepted the old living Buddha's instructions, if he could have accompanied Wantong to the Yaowang Mansion, perhaps the ending would have been the same, at least he would have been by her side all the time, accompanying her through the final journey of her life.

At least, it's not like just meeting, a few words... separated life and death...

If he was more decisive in handling things, if he had a wider range of generals, maybe Tianmen would be stronger, maybe he had already fought far away in Miaojiang, maybe... Wan Tong would not die tragically...

Di Cheng owes too much to Wan Tong.

After an unknown amount of time, a cloud of white shadows broke the beautiful and peaceful scene, and fell silently beside Di Cheng.

Under the moonlight, the white clothes are ethereal, the white hair is like snow, and the white veil is like a dream.

Di Cheng didn't notice it, he stared at the waning moon in the sky, softly embraced his lover in his arms, silently recounted the promises he had made, and recalled the past.

The woman in white came silently, and accompanied her silently. After a long time, when the crescent moon crossed the sky, the night fell into deep darkness, and a cool wind swept across the mountain, the peaceful atmosphere was finally broken.

"In front of fate, everything is fragile. A beautiful face cannot escape the ravages of fate after all." The woman in white finally spoke, her voice was misty and filled with a bit of snow-like coldness.

Di Cheng was obsessed and dazed, still immersed in his own consciousness, or locked in the depths of his consciousness.

"The poisonous daughter, ruthless and ungrateful, has risen in struggle and fallen in tragedy since ancient times. No one has ever experienced love, except...their sisters. Perhaps, this is a little compensation for their rough lives by fate."

Di Cheng's gaze flickered slightly, but he was still obsessed with memory, and there was no sign of recovery. His arms and wrists hugging Wantong also tightened silently, as if he was afraid of losing, as if eager to embrace each other. infatuation and obsession.

After a long silence, the woman in white looked up at the night sky, the boundless darkness, the little stars shining, whether it was cold, clear, or boundless and profound: "In the world, who can detoxify the art of poison? Who can see the poison of the body?" The mystery? Who... can kill the poisoned girl..."

"It's ridiculous that the three sects of esoteric sects falsely claim to save the poisonous girl."

"Salvation? Harm? Tempering? Or push to despair?"

"The number of poison refining in Miaojiang has been passed down since ancient times. The process of refining poison has been arduous and difficult. How can it be said that it can be broken and solved immediately?"

"It's ridiculous to be unable to struggle, which eventually aggravates the outbreak of body poison."

Bai Nuyizi spoke softly as if she was talking to herself, and her faint cold words echoed in the sky and the ground like a magic voice, drifting between the mountains and forests, pulling Di Cheng back from the depths of consciousness bit by bit.

When his eyes returned to the focal length, and when he saw the front of his eyes clearly, Di Cheng's trance consciousness turned indifferent: "Is it you?"

"I can save her, as long as you can afford it!" The woman spoke again.

Di Cheng didn't express his opinion, but instead said: "You have obviously been poisoned!"

The woman also did not answer, and continued: "Ye Wantong is not dead, Ye Wanqin should be rescued too. Now she is in a state of suspended animation, and there is still a very weak breath, but... if you don't rescue her within ten hours, even the King of Hades will not be able to push her away." Back to the sun."

Di Cheng stared fixedly at the woman in white in front of him, and after a while, he asked again: "The Medicine Pavilion is heavily guarded, who let you out?"

The woman met Di Cheng's gaze: "Are you willing to take a gamble?"

The question and answer between the two seemed to be far-fetched, and they were all following their own consciousness, but there was some connection between them invisibly.

After staring for a long time, Di Cheng's expression gradually became serious: "Who the hell are you!!"

"For the time being, those who can save her."

"Conditions." Di Cheng pretended to be calm, but his eyes, which were already dead, turned a little hot.Even though he was full of doubts, even though he was vigilant and surprised, even though he was aware of some danger, at this moment... all of them were bigger than Ye Wantong! !

I was already in despair, I was already dead, but I didn't want to go to heaven, but at this moment, I let the light reappear in the dark despair.Even though Di Cheng's emotional ups and downs are too violent today, he still can't help but look forward to it.

suspended animation?save?

bet? ?

bet! !Wan Tong is dead, what could be worse than this.Even if he was scheming, he could get something, so Di Cheng would rather take a gamble.As long as Wantong can be saved, any conditions can be agreed.

"I have three requests, you must agree to them. As long as you nod, I can resurrect her within half an hour, and within ten days, completely eliminate the worry of detoxification."

"Say!!" Seeing the affirmation of the other party's tone, Di Cheng's hope grew, and he couldn't help but feel a little short of breath.It is because I experienced the deepest despair just now that I feel the intensity of hope at this moment.

"The first request, the meeting between you and me tonight, be erased from your mind forever."

Um? ?Di Cheng was a little surprised.Require?Could this be a request? ? "Perfect. The second..."

"Second and third, I won't tell you for now. When the time is right, I will come to see you again. At that time... I hope you can still remember today's agreement."

Di Cheng squinted slightly, staring intently at the woman in white.

"Remember one sentence, I can save her or destroy her." The woman in white took out two exquisite jade bottles and threw them at Di Cheng: "Two kinds of antidote, one pill and one potion, take them together. There are two doses in total, one for Ye Wantong and one for Ye Wanpo. After taking them, they will regain their chance of survival.

But... I can tell you clearly that there are other ingredients in the antidote. One day in the future, if you choose to refuse when I make a request, the price... will be borne by you. "

Di Cheng caught the jade bottle and stared at the woman in white for a moment: "I thought your second request would be... let you go."

The woman in white ignored it, and glanced at the old and disfigured Ye Wantong in Di Cheng's arms: "Ten days later, she will recover, but in this life, she can only be an ordinary person, and will never appear in your eight-part group." In the team, there is a mental preparation."

As long as he is resurrected, everything is worth it; if he can become an ordinary person, it is even more what Di Cheng thinks, he really does not want his woman to have a special "encounter".So... Without hesitation, Di Cheng poured out a crystal clear red pill, carefully placed it near Ye Wantong's mouth, and then poured the milky white potion from another jade bottle into it.Using artificial respiration, slowly send the melted potion into Wantong's throat.

The woman in white didn't stay any longer, and disappeared in place without a sound, leaving only a cold whisper: "It may be a little compensation from heaven to meet you, Di Cheng, treat her well."