"Students" Conspiracy

"Su Yue!"

In the huge bronze mirror, Yuan Ji's voice mixed with internal force echoed among the dark rock walls, but the woman in Tsing Yi standing on the top of the volcano ignored her, with her long hair half covering her plain face, and from a distance she could only see her bowing her head intently, staring at the crater.

There are faint faults in the steamed air, like ripples on the surface of the water, revealing an extremely unreal sense of trance.

Suddenly, a stone pierced through the air and hit the mirror surface, and embedded into the bronze mirror with a "bang".Immediately afterwards, the crackling sound of cracking crackled people's thoughts from the illusion, and the curious picture in the mirror disappeared immediately.

There are only hideous cracks left on the bronze mirror surface, which are still expanding and winding.

"what are you doing?"

The picture in the bronze mirror has a strange magical power that can draw people's attention away. Just as she was wondering why Su Yue stood on the top of the volcano and what she saw inside, the picture was abruptly captured by the red dress. Breaking it, Baili Fengjian will inevitably be slightly annoyed.

"You count how long we've stared at this bronze mirror without realizing it. Didn't we notice this bronze mirror?" Jing Che glanced at him, and stretched out his hand to pull Wen Wan who was staring upside down.

Wen Wan stuck there like a rooted root, unable to pull it, staring dully at the broken bronze mirror, as if her seven souls and six souls were also broken along with the bronze mirror.

"This is...?" It was rare for Baili Fengjian not to refute her sarcasm, and his eyes circled up along the gentle line of sight.

Jing Che also noticed the white smoke that appeared out of nowhere, curling down from the gap in the bronze mirror, and gathered in clusters to the gentle Baihui acupoint.

The white smoke is clear and flawless, with a moist air.The chill in the air is getting heavier, and hexagonal frost flowers are frozen on the surrounding rock walls.

A petal withered and fell from the pear hairpin in Wen Wan's hair, and her expression struggled from the initial numbness.

Baili Fengjian looked at this scene thoughtfully, and whispered in Jing Che's ear, "You're right, this bronze mirror absorbs souls."

She was puzzled in her mind, but Baili Fengjian's short words made her suddenly catch something. A thread of thoughts flashed through her mind, and Jing Che suddenly realized: "Because her soul was sucked away by the bronze mirror, she lost her mind and couldn't understand it." Speech?"

"Yes, now that the bronze mirror is broken by you, her soul has been released. You see, when the spirit returns to its place, she will probably be normal again."

At this time, the white smoke had gradually disappeared, and Wen Wan's body was shaken suddenly, and her eyes became clear.She didn't seem to notice that there were still two people standing behind her, she took a step forward and knelt down on the ground.

She did not open her mouth for a long time, which made her originally clear and beautiful voice sound hoarse and hideous. She made a gesture of worship to the empty stone wall, sobbing and confessing: "God, you have been dead for 1000 years, but the world doesn't care about you. The mausoleums of the world will not be spared—"

Before he understood the meaning of these words, the cracks in the bronze mirror had already reached the limit, and there was only a sound of "boom," and the fragments slanted down from the top of the head like a hailstorm.

The robe set off a rumbling sound in the air, but Jing Che hadn't recovered from it yet, the black robe had already covered her body to protect her.

The bronze mirror crackled and shattered into smaller pieces, splashing everywhere.

Maybe the sharp part of the copper piece was poking at his body, Baili Fengjian let out a muffled snort, and Jing Che remembered that he had no spiritual power to be like an ordinary person at this moment, so he moved eagerly and wanted to stand up, but his voice was in his ear Undoubtedly, it sounded: "Don't move."

Jing Che was stunned: "I have spiritual power to protect my body."

With the usual calm tone, his heartbeat was still unhurried behind him through his clothes, and he breathed evenly in his ear: "I know."

Jing Che wanted to say something more, but finally got stuck in his throat and weakened.

The world was being torn apart endlessly by her ears, and she lost her judgment in the midst of the noise, and felt in a trance that she was still his apprentice, protected by him with flesh and blood.The tenderness is overwhelming, and it seems extremely unreal when you are close at hand. The voice gradually weakens, and everything in the surrounding silence loses its sense of existence.

The light poured down from nowhere, and hit the broken copper slag dots on the ground.

After lying motionless like this for a long while, until all the movement stopped up and down, I heard the rustling of the robe, Baili Fengjian stood up slowly, glanced around, and calmly narrated: "Wen Wan is gone. "

Jing Che got up after him, his expression under the mask was somewhat numb.She didn't hear what Baili Fengjian said at all, but when she looked up, she saw a lot of copper slag embedded in his flesh, drawing away a shocking pool of blood on his robe.

"You're bleeding." The voice cracked softly, like a sticky honey, which was surprisingly gentle.

Baili Fengjian was slightly taken aback, suspecting that he had heard it wrong—this voice sounded very much like Ah Che's, and it didn't have a little bit of irony and disdain unique to the red dress.He eagerly turned his head, delusional thinking that he could see the usual dazed appearance of the girl in his memory, with half-browed willow eyebrows, slightly raised peach blossom eyes, and long hair hanging down his temples for a while.

But the only thing imprinted in the eyes is a silver mask, the sinuous pattern casts dense shadows, a pair of eyes are hidden under the mask, as black as rain flower stones in a deep pool.

—An illusion is an illusion after all.

Baili Fengjian quickly restrained his out-of-control expression, the corners of his lips curled up, and he jokingly said in a slightly unscrupulous way: "It's just a little blood, why does Hongyi care about me so much?"

"Sword sages are highly respected. A little injury is the loss of the world. Of course, the red clothes have to worry about it." Jing Che immediately recovered from his trance, and returned to his normal state to sneer back.

Baili Fengjian seemed to be unable to hear the sarcasm in her words, shook his robe and sat down on the floor, as if waiting for someone to serve him: "Help me take out the copper slag, it really hurts me."

Jing Che stood behind him, the slight smile on the corner of his lips gradually froze.Seeing his fleeting expression, she knew he was suspicious.He was always calm, and she couldn't guess whether he believed it or not.But for her, no matter how well she pretends, she will inevitably show her flaws sometimes.

She stared at the piece of robe that was still oozing blood, but stood there motionless, her mind was like a raging flood, and her thoughts were chaotic.

Now that he is exposed and has no spiritual power, she can easily kill him, and then go back the same way, from Yiyang Valley, and say that he fell into the mud and disappeared.As for being gentle, it was something other than an accident, so I just didn't know about it.

She has always been sober, they are enemies, she has hated him for so long, isn't it just to destroy him?Maybe before, she joined forces with him for a short time because she wanted to escape from this time and space, but now it is a foregone conclusion to be trapped here, and she has nothing to take care of behind her.

Kill him, then there is no need to struggle with his wits and courage.

But the opportunity suddenly appeared in front of her, and she couldn't make it.

This is her master.No matter what mask she wears and what identity she changes, she can't erase those times of master and apprentice from her memory.Joy and sorrow were all derived from that time, if she wanted to cut it off, she had to cut off the meaning of most of her life.

"What's the matter?" After waiting for a while, there was no movement behind him, Baili Fengjian raised his face to look at her.

Jing Che hurriedly avoided his questioning eyes, knelt down and stroked the pool of blood on the back of his robe with his fingers.

She suddenly felt it was funny, when she was his apprentice before, she never saw him get hurt because of protecting her, but now pretending to be a red-clothed identity, she won him a hero to save the beauty.

A trace of tenderness flashed in Banlai's peach blossom eyes, and her naturally soft tone was mixed with deliberate impatience: "If you don't take off your clothes, how can I help you treat the wound?"

"Sigh, disappointment," Baili Fengjian smiled unscrupulously, untied his belt and took off his coat without haste, exposing his strong back to the dark air: "I thought the red clothes were more expensive. For the matter of undressing people, I also happen to be able to—”

"Hiss—" He swallowed half of the words, and Baili Fengjian grinned in pain.The red robe obviously pulled out the copper scum heavily on purpose, regardless of the flesh and blood still attached to it.

"The red clothes are clumsy, the Juggernaut has to be patient." Her voice was soft and soft, sounding extremely innocent.

Baili Fengjian smiled and shook his head, but did not answer.

Suddenly it became quiet again, and the wind blew out from the deep tunnel, blowing on the bare|naked skin icy cold.And the woman's fingers are as moist as jade, gliding across the skin like a dragonfly touches water, but it is provocative when touched, like a girl's half-open vermilion lips hiding her thoughts, wanting to say something.

Jing Che's movements were refined, carefully taking out the copper slag.

"Heh." In the silence, Baili Fengjian laughed suddenly, as if someone threw a stone into the mountain stream, causing little ripples.

"why are you laughing?"

"Suddenly remembered something."

Jing Che didn't see his eyebrows and eyes at this moment, but in his deep and gentle tone, he went back to the time 11 years ago in a trance.

It was in the woods of Mount Qiye, the sun shines through the gaps in the leaves, mottled on the man's back.His untied long hair fluttered uninhibitedly in the moderate wind, and then slowly subdued.

At this moment, she seems to be standing on the mountains and rivers of the past, separated by a considerable distance, the continuous, gentle and flowing sunlight is baking on her silver mask, burning cold shattered light.She saw that in that year, she was still a reckless girl who didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, with immature eyes but pretending to be deep.

How ridiculous, this girl wanted to kill her master at that moment just now.

She saw the girl's pale fingers carefully brushing across the man's back, resting on his shoulders, and then her face turned red.The man's face was extremely beautiful, like a god sitting there, exuding a faint radiance all over his body.

The man suddenly turned his head, and the green stubble and deep and low eyes met her eyes.

And at this moment, a magnified handsome face flashed before his eyes, exactly the same as the one in his memory.

What's different is that now he pulled his lips and narrowed his eyes, with a look at the bottom of his eyes: "Hongyi, why are you absent-minded? Is it possible that you know what I want to say?"